Chapter 45: The Other Side of Sanniang

The most powerful thing in the Zhao family is a silver spear in his hand, and the silver spear in Zhao Wan's hand comes from her father, a silver-clothed general.

Later, when Zhao Lang went out to fight, he also used this silver gun, and now that his father and brother are dead, Zhao Wan can be regarded as inheriting this gun.

Zhao Wan was holding a silver gun, and her whole temperament was slightly different, and when she danced the gun in her hand, it was full of killing aura, but for some reason, the more Zhao Wan danced, the less she few.

The Zhao family gun is actually more suitable for the temperament of the man, I think the family thought that Zhao Wan couldn't understand the Zhao family gun, but now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Zhao Wan's martial arts foundation is good, compared with so many brothers, only Zhao Lang is as good as her, but this Zhao family gun always can't exert the greatest power in Zhao Wan's hands.

Now this situation is even worse.

At this time, Jing Sanniang, who was holding a double dagger, was killed, and Zhao Wan had two moves, Zhao Wan's gun was considered to have made Jing Sanniang retreat, but in the end, Zhao Wan was afraid of hurting Jing Sanniang, so she kept her hand.

So much so that Jing Sanniang's whole person swooped over, pressing Zhao Wan's whole person to the ground, and the dagger was against Zhao Wan's neck.

"Third sister-in-law, I lost."

This is a contest of pure skill, without using her own strength, Zhao Wan laughed, and could only admit defeat.

Jing Sanniang put away her weapon and reached out to help Zhao Wan.

"Your recent marksmanship, this trend has retreated too quickly in the second half......" Jing Sanniang naturally looked cold when she spoke, which was regarded as pointing out Zhao Wan's problem.

"Hmm." Zhao Wan just replied lightly, put away the silver gun, and finished the practice.

"This situation has only happened since the man came." Jing Sanniang was naturally referring to Fang Halberd, which was what she thought was the son of the Heavenly Painting.

Zhao Wan first froze a little when she heard this, but then pretended not to hear.

"I don't blame him, I blame myself." Zhao Wan said softly.

She wanted to keep a proper distance from Fang Ji, but every time she saw him, she couldn't help but want to get closer.

"Then who is he, do you really know it, little sister?" Jing Sanniang said coldly again.

"Well, I don't know."

Zhao Wan really didn't know how to answer this question.

What kind of person is Fang Ji, if it is about his advantages, she can say a lot, or it can be disadvantages.

But she really didn't know the origin of Fang Halberd.

"But I know one thing, he really wants to help me."

Although she didn't know the origin of Fang Ji, she knew that this was someone she could trust after spending all these years with Fang Ji.

Jing Sanniang naturally wanted to speak and stopped.

First of all, she personally knows very little about Fang Halberd, that is, the so-called Heavenly Painting Child, she doesn't like to say some unfounded words, although she has always distrusted this Heavenly Painting Child, but mentioning it to others is another matter.

"Okay, third sister-in-law, I won't talk about him, I want to talk to you about you." Zhao Wan immediately grabbed Jing Sanniang's shoulders and laughed.

"Me?" Jing Sanniang was a little puzzled, but she knew that Zhao Wan asked this, so she had her reasons.

The two of them sat down on the stone chair, as if they were going to make small talk.

Jing Sanniang couldn't sit still, and she was a little unaccustomed to sitting down and chatting with Zhao Wan at this time.

Zhao Wan pursed her lips and smiled when she saw it, the personality of the third sister-in-law is still the same as before, it seems cold, but her gestures are a little ......

How to say it, there is a kind of contrast, which makes people pity.

"Third sister-in-law, I think you've heard about the recent case in Los Angeles."

"Hmm." Jing Sanniang nodded, grabbing her collar with both hands, quite restless.

"I received news that the murderer killed the Jurchens for the third time, and he used a two-handed sword, but he wanted to kill someone to disguise himself as a left-handed sword."

"Left-handed sword ......" Jing Sanniang frowned when she heard this.

"Third sister-in-law, I know that your master is a Jurchen, and he is also a customary left-handed sword."

Zhao Wan had mentioned it to Fang Ji, and this person was Jing Sanniang's master.

"Little sister, you know, my master is dead, I killed it with my own hands." Jing Sanniang replied, this tone was a little flat, like telling an old story.

"Well, that's true, so I want to know one thing, and that's if your master has any other disciples."

Jing Sanniang is a mysterious assassin, which Zhao Wan naturally knows. When the third brother brought the third sister-in-law home, he said that he didn't ask about the origin of the third sister-in-law.

Zhao Wan remembered her third brother's words, so she asked questions about whether they were there or not, not in detail.

"My sect is indeed alive, but it has been out of touch for a long time. Little sister, although there are not many people who are proficient in left-handed swords, there are not a few, do you think this matter has something to do with my previous affairs? ”

"I don't know." Zhao Wan was quite considerate of holding Jing Sanniang's hand. "This can be regarded as a reminder to you, the murderer has an arrow wound in his hand, I am afraid that he is really from the same door as you, and it will not be good to ask you for help then."

"If it's really the same door and sees me, it should be a sword drawn." Jing Sanniang shook her head.

"Okay, since it has nothing to do with the third sister-in-law, then I'll rest assured. So Miao'er, what do you want to do after hiding for so long? Zhao Wan was looking at the stone cave at this time, and then this Zhao Miao smiled and poked out her little brain melon seeds, smiling very happily.

Zhao Miao came out and gestured with his hand.

"You said you were learning marksmanship secretly, but you heard me chatting with my third sister-in-law...... You're so bold, have you forgotten how your grandmother pumped you? Zhao Wan laughed, pinching the bridge of Zhao Miao's nose.

Zhao Miao didn't think much when he heard it, and he gestured to something, which was quite a little unafraid.

"Do you want to learn the trick that your third uncle used to defeat me?" Zhao Wan listened to it, but she was happy.

This Zhao Miao came to Jing Sanniang, and she was also gesturing, and then she made a grimace, to make Jing Sanniang laugh, but obviously this is impossible.

This is a situation that Zhao Wan has never seen before.

And sure enough, Jing Sanniang still had a flat face, but she touched Zhao Miao's head. Then he took the initiative to pick up the sword, and he danced the move just now.

"You, it's just that these three uncles love you, and I will teach you whatever you want to learn." Zhao Wan saw that Zhao Miao was obsessed, so she almost applauded and cheered, and laughed and scolded.

When Zhao Miao heard this, he smiled and gestured to something.

[When Brother Tianhua marries your aunt, I will let him teach you a good lesson. 】

"Then you're going to be disappointed, he can't beat me." Zhao Wan laughed.

It's just that the marriage with Fang Ji is fake, so when Fang Ji will leave, she doesn't know, and she's afraid to know.

[If it really comes to the day when you want to fight with Brother Tianhua, aunt, you won't really be heavy-handed, right? 】

"Who knows."