Perhaps it is for this reason that Chang Jiang's own martial arts are becoming more and more exquisite, if Chen Sinian, the king of Changwu, is the spiritual leader of the generals of the Ye Dynasty, then Chang Jiang is this exception.

This is also why Changjiang will be the candidate of Wei Siyuan, the king of Beichang, to become the general of the Northern Expedition in Kyoto.

"That's what I just had an epiphany."

Lu Jue looked at Chang Jiang, who was a little unconvinced, smiled slightly, and said lightly how many martial arts practitioners dream of state.

"I lost."

Chang Jiang stared into Lu Jue's eyes, and after being silent for a long time, he sighed softly.

Hearing Chang Jiang's words of admitting defeat, the ten rattan armor guards in the martial arts training ground jumped up excitedly, cheered each other, and raised their hands high.

Originally, when they heard Chang Jiang's equipment conditions, they had already given up hope of winning from their hearts.

But Lu Jue, as the head of the guard, they have to do their best, not to mention, Lu Jue's requirements for them are not high, they don't go to the opposite side, they just harass the back row, and the front row of the other party is handed over to Lu Jue.

Since the chief of the guard said so, they naturally worked hard, Lu Jue was good to everyone on weekdays, and several of them thought in their hearts, even if they lost, they couldn't let Lu Jue lose too badly.

You must know that Lu Jue represents the face of the entire palace guards.

I just didn't expect that the victory would be so easy.

... ...

In a corner of the Kyoto Imperial Palace, a figure swayed slightly in the damp darkness, and only a pair of eyes could be seen watching the movements in the arena.

The owner of those strange pupils, after seeing that Lu Jue had entered an epiphany, was still able to attack Chang Jiang so freely, and suddenly flashed a little excitement.

"It's funny, I didn't expect to be able to enter an epiphany in the competition."

Then, after hearing Lu Jue say the name of the swordsmanship, the man chuckled, not believing it at all in his voice.

"Epiphany a set of swordsmanship? I'm afraid you'll get more than that, hey, I wish I could fight you. ”

As soon as this person said softly, Xiao Han, who was standing next to the martial arts training ground, suddenly had his pupils contracted violently, and he suddenly changed his head to look in the direction of the palace, frowning.

"Why do you feel this way? Shouldn't it? ”

Xiao Han's soft doubts attracted Wei Nanqi's attention and asked softly.

"General Xiao Han, what's wrong?"

Xiao Han stared at himself quietly and felt strange, but familiar, and after being silent for a moment, he raised his hand to the darkness in the distance, and said in a solemn tone.

"There! There was a hint of murder. ”

"Murderous?"

Wei Nanqi was taken aback, and hurriedly beckoned left and right, and wanted to send someone to check.

"No need!"

Xiao Han stopped Wei Nanqi's move, shook his head slightly, his eyes were still full of doubts, and said softly: "There should be no one there, I am too familiar with the murderous aura just now." ”

It is the murderous aura of the wolf's head, the coldness with Senran, and the coldness with a trace of madness.

This kind of feeling, only the wolf's head has made him feel in this life.

"Could it be that the assassin is gone?"

What day is it? With a foreign invasion and the position of the general undecided, there must be no accidents at this time.

Wei Nanqi looked at the direction Xiao Han pointed with some unease, after all, Xiao Han has been on the battlefield for a long time, and these people often have a much sharper premonition of danger than ordinary people like them.

"I don't know."

It was the first time that Xiao Han had such strong doubts about his perception, the wolf head should have died, and it was at his hands.

"Because the person I feel is a wolf's head."

Xiao Han raised his head, looked at Wei Nanqi with a puzzled face and said the answer, and this answer also made Wei Nanqi's heart jump after hearing it.

Although he didn't see the body of the wolf head, he was also present when he was in Langya City, if the wolf head hadn't died, now that the king of Pingyi is dead, the wolf head's personality and ability are all a terrible time bomb.

Thinking of this, Wei Nanqi did not let his guards search for the time being, but quietly waited for the end of the competition, and quietly went to discuss with Feng Yewu and Lu Jue.

If the wolf head really didn't die, once Lu Jue went out on the Northern Expedition, he was afraid that Feng Yewu's life would be in danger.

... ...

In the prince's mansion in Kyoto, Chen Pingwu began to get drunk after learning that the affairs of Langya City and the current affairs in Northern Xinjiang were related to his father, King Changwu.

By the middle of the night, the floor was already full of jars of wine, and he was sitting on the ground, burping his head and babbling nonsense.

"The ability is not big, but the amount of alcohol is not small."

The wolf head didn't know when he had appeared in the Shizi Mansion, looking at Chen Pingwu in the corner, his brows furrowed, and there seemed to be some disgust in his tone.

After all, Yang Guang is not in the current Shizi Mansion, and it is difficult for anyone to find his traces, and after the wolf head complained, he turned around and left.

After a while, the wolf head stood at the door of a side room in the Shizi's Mansion, his expression showed a slight hesitation, and he heard a slight woman's cry in the room, so he knocked on the door gently.

When the woman in the room heard the knock on the door, she hurriedly put away her crying, and asked in a choked voice, "Who?" ”

After hearing the inquiry in the room, the wolf head replied softly in a slightly hoarse voice, "Miss Jia'er, are you okay?" ”

The voice of the wolf's head was obviously unexpected by Wang Jia in the room, and after a moment of silence, Wang Jia's door opened, and his eyes were slightly red and swollen, but he looked at the wolf's head with surprise and exclaimed softly.

"Uncle Wolfhead, you... You're alive! ”

Wang Jia happily hugged the wolf's head, buried his head in the wolf's chest, and cried even more fiercely.

The wolf head has always been by Wang Changgeng's side, and for Wang Changgeng's little daughter, she has grown up watching it since she was a child, and almost the entire Langya Pavilion is surprisingly good for Wang Jia.

Everyone treats Wang Jia as if she were their own daughter.

The cold face of the wolf head showed a rare smile, and a pair of different eyes were full of doting eyes.

"Miss, if you continue to cry like this, your body will not be able to stand it."

"Good!"

When Wang Jia heard the wolf's words, she sobbed and held back her tears, then raised her head, looked at the wolf's head and asked softly.

"Uncle Wolfhead, I... My father is dead, I have no relatives, I asked Brother Wu, Brother Wu said that you are also dead, Jia'er..."

Wang Jia said, tears couldn't help but stay.

The wolf head looked at the crying Wang Jia, and was very distressed, so he hurriedly smiled, as if coaxing a little girl, and said: "Miss Jia'er doesn't cry, the prince didn't die, he just went to another place, didn't let me come to see you?" ”

Although the wolf head behaves strangely, it is really good for Wang Jia.

So in Wang Jia's heart, the wolf head is a good person.