The residence of King Zhou in Jinling City

The white-faced scholar was moving around the courtyard, and at this time he had lost his white robe, but the new clothes he had put on were still pure white clothes.

After the morning exercise, the white-faced scholar put one hand on his left shoulder and twisted his left arm as he walked to an old chair in the courtyard.

After the white-faced scholar sat on the old man's chair, it happened that Ji Wuying entered the courtyard, and when he saw the white-faced scholar coming out covered in fine sweat, Ji Wuying walked forward with his body bent and said as he walked

"It seems that the recovery is good, I can get up and exercise in the morning, how is it? Can the toxins of the needle still be felt? ”

When the white-faced scholar saw that it was Ji Wuying, his face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly got up and wanted to invite Ji Wuying to sit down, only to see Ji Wuying wave his hand, press him back to the chair, and pouted helplessly

"You guy, now are you sick or old man, am I sick? An Sheng rested, didn't he hurry up and say, can you sense that there is still a toxin flowing in the body? ”

"No, there was no yesterday, but there will still be some faint pain in the left shoulder, and I will feel a little uncomfortable from time to time."

The white-faced scholar replied seriously.

Ever since he knew that the poisonous needle in his body was the Tianluo needle that frightened countless people, the white-faced scholar's eyes on Ji Wuying and his attitude towards him were obviously different.

Heavenly Luo needle, if he was in a normal state, he could rely on his own cultivation to force the toxin out of his body, but he didn't have that time that night, if it wasn't for Ji Wuying and Qing Tan to make a move, he would be tortured in that place now, and it was one thing whether he had a life or not.

What's more, the toxin of the Tianluo needle was completely transmitted to its own meridians, and the residual consciousness of the white-faced scholar at that time even felt that he was about to fall there, thanks to Ji Wuying's wonderful hand to rejuvenate, and snatched him back from the hands of death.

Nanli is still as talented as before.

"Well, the pain in the left shoulder should be some internal injury, it's not a big deal, just rest for a few days, as long as the toxin of the Tianluo needle is dispersed, you guy will be considered alive."

Ji Wuying thought about it for a while, and finally stood on the side of the old man's chair, not knowing what he was thinking about in his heart, and after a while Ji Wuying continued to speak

"Are you willing to go to war?"

Maybe he felt that something was wrong, Ji Wuying paused and said again

"On behalf of Nanli to the battlefield."

Hearing this, the white-faced scholar's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked up at Ji Wuying, and said with a slight tremor in his tone

"Me, is that okay?"

Seeing that the white-faced scholar didn't have any idea of resisting, Ji Wuying rolled his eyes and couldn't help but complain

"You guy, why can't you? Although your current identity has not been corrected, it seems that it will be sooner or later, since it represents Nanli in advance or something. ”

Ji Wuying's heart was already happy at this time.

He is worried that the top combat power of the new army is not enough, although he is an old man who is a layman in military strategy, but he also understands that the number of this new army is now ironclad and inferior to that of the Central Plains Coalition Army, since this is the case, then it is necessary to supplement the combat power of this new army from other aspects.

And as far as it seems now, this white-faced scholar has no intention of objecting to this matter.

Isn't this the end of the matter, as long as the white-faced scholar is tricked over, what kind of monk is it, this white-faced scholar is enough for one person, Ji Wuying, as a doctor, can see that as long as the white-faced scholar has all the Tianluo needle toxins in his body, it won't take long to recover his combat strength.

Hmph, the combat power of the top monks, Ji Wuying is 100% trusted.

"In that case, I'm willing."

The white-faced scholar agreed stunned, but Ji Wuying, who heard this at this time, laughed directly.

patted the white-faced scholar's right shoulder, Ji Wuying turned around and walked out of the courtyard, and said a word before leaving

"Have a good rest, the old man of the new army will leave a place for you, and come early when you are notified."

Out of this courtyard, Ji Wuying bumped into the porter Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang frowned and squinted at Ji Wuying, who also stopped.

"Follow me."

After Lao Zhang said this, he walked to the firewood room in the backyard.

After the two came to the backyard, Lao Zhang stopped, turned to look at Ji Wuying, and asked in a somewhat impatient tone

"You old fellow, what are you doing with that guy in the palace? Don't tell me that the prince agreed to this, I just ask you if you have any other plans to arrange him to the Zhou Palace? “

Ji Wuying smiled awkwardly, wanting to relieve the atmosphere that was a little soury now, so he opened the topic and joked

"Lao Zhang, do you know how His Royal Highness is doing now?"

Lao Zhang was stunned and said subconsciously

"Shizi, what's wrong?"

"Harm, His Royal Highness, how could something happen to him, it's not that there are bitter trees guarding them, old man, I'm just talking."

Lao Zhang clenched his fists, his face was pale, how could he not understand that this old guy just wanted to use this to open the topic, so Lao Zhang said coldly

"Come on, do you have any other plans for this old guy to arrange him to the palace?"

"No, really not, Lao Zhang, look at what kind of person you think of the old man, old man, will I do that kind of thing? Besides, Prince Zhou also knew about this matter in advance, and His Royal Highness would definitely not object to this if he knew about it, you can't help but look down on me Ji Wuying, right? ”

"Do you have any credibility for what you old man did? He has been lost by you once, what face do you have to mention to me now? ”

"Yes, my Ji Wuying swore to the sky that the white-faced scholar was arranged to the Zhou Wangfu just to prevent other people in the country from knowing, and other than that, there is no other idea, if there is half a falsehood, my Ji Wuying will be cut for half a year."

The porter Lao Zhang was a little convinced, but he still muttered in his mouth

"You old guy has half a year to live."

Ji Wuying rolled his eyes, Quan Dang didn't hear the last sentence, spread his hands, and pouted at Lao Zhang

"How now? Can you let me go, old man? ”

"Let's go, get out of the palace quickly, I don't want to see your old man's face again."

Ji Wuying smiled, pulled his steps and walked out of the backyard quickly, and disappeared from the sight of the porter Lao Zhang not long after a cigarette.

At this time, in the backyard, only the porter Lao Zhang sighed helplessly, looked up at the sky, and said to himself with some melancholy

"Lord Wang, when will you come back, the old slave is really a little fed up with this frightened day."

After that, Lao Zhang put his hands behind his back, and his originally straight waist also looked a little rickety after saying this, and he walked out of the backyard alone.

Outside Jinling City, in the hot new army barracks, Li Chengqian waved the iron sword in his hand, after a sword dance, dozens of new soldiers around him only saw a few sword lights flashing, and then the next second, they were shocked by Li Chengqian to take several steps back, some of the soldiers here did not even stand firmly, and fell directly to the ground.

Li Chengqian took a breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his palm, looked at the dozen or so soldiers around him with cold eyes, inserted the iron sword in his hand into the scabbard, and Li Chengqian's footsteps were a little vague and walked away step by step.

And at this time, this scene happened to be seen by Bai Qi.

Sima Coo raised his eyebrows and said

"General, His Royal Highness the Second Prince, his strength is good, he has such a cultivation at such an age, and his subordinates are a little envious."

When Bai Qi heard this, he first sighed, and then said in a somewhat unclear tone

"It's really good, in the general's original expectations, His Royal Highness the Second Prince has exceeded expectations, but His Royal Highness's former opponents have completely distanced him."

"General, do you mean, bitter wood them? No, is Kumu's kendo really great? He's, he's not even twenty years old, is he? How is this possible? Lord Sword Saint, his old man has not achieved great success in kendo at this age in Kumu, Kumu he, how did he do it? ”

"I don't know about this general, but this matter is really undoubted, Kumu he, not only Kendo Dacheng, grade, after returning from Dongxun this time, there should also be four grades, Sima Cuo, when you were his age, did you enter the grade?"

Sima Cuo was silent for a moment, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said

"It's in, Yipin, but to be honest, generals, the juniors of this generation are really better than a demon, much better than our generation."

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince, now the foundation of the first product has not been stabilized, and now he needs to stabilize his state of mind, but unfortunately, as far as it seems now, His Royal Highness the Second Prince can't listen to anyone's words now, and he can only stabilize his state of mind when he faces ups and downs."

Bai Qi shook his head slightly, since Li Chengqian came to the new army, as far as Bai Qi has seen, he has been fighting with the sergeants and soldiers almost every day, and even almost killed him a few days ago, this kind of duel is useful, but it is too ruthless, especially for the current Li Chengqian, if this method continues for a long time, it may hurt its foundation.

He saw all these things in his eyes, but unfortunately he also understood that even if he told Li Chengqian these things now, Li Chengqian would not be the same thing.

In the eyes of that highness, there is only one thing to follow in the footsteps of Kumu now.