One is a beautiful snake with beauty, wisdom and strength that is superior to the Southern Barbarians, and the other is a young man with a surname and a nameless Mr. Meng, if it weren't for Jiang Wangshu in the middle, the two would hardly have intersected. But the two have one thing in common, and that is that their thoughts are difficult to figure out.

Neither of them elaborated on the details, and Jiang Wangshu did not ask. After he ate the meal, he planned to assassinate Hou Chuan, Jue said that he would also follow, and Jiang Wangshu agreed.

Jiang Wangshu only knew that this young man had a bad fate and endured all kinds of hardships and amazing toughness, and he didn't know where this young man learned a swordsmanship, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, he could barely rank among the second grades, and how many second-grade martial artists were less than fifteen years old?

There are not many people in the world, and even the entire Nanban second-grade martial arts are only a hundred, most of the village owners have second-grade strength, and a small number of commanders also have them.

Only dozens of people knew about the assassination of Hou Chuan, and the two quietly left the station, went around the mountains and forests, and then hibernated in the rear of Hou Chuan's army.

Hou Chuanjun, who was on vigil, patrolled through the hiding place of the two, but did not find the two hiding in the dry grass. On the one hand, they complained about the cold nights, and on the other hand, they complained about the bitter cold of the Southern Barbarians.

Jiang Wangshu couldn't understand Jing Chu's official dialect, and Jue couldn't understand it, so the two could only hide in the dry grass and wait for the opportunity.

This is a long process, the two have not slept all night, but they have never waited for the opportunity, and Hou Chuan has never been here. Jiang Wangshu was very patient, he was like a very experienced hunter, quietly lurking beside his prey, waiting for a chance to kill him with one blow.

Jue can endure the cold, but also endure loneliness, the long-term displacement is the kiss of fate, but also the care of the heart.

As dawn breaks, the hiding place is no longer hidden, it's time to move the place. But a person appeared twenty steps away from the two of them, a woman to be precise, a woman full of charm - Du Ruo.

Jue gestured with his eyes to kill or not, Jiang Wangshu didn't answer, he was hesitating. Du Ruo and Hou Chuan are both big names on his assassination list, but Hou Chuan's priority is higher, if he assassinates Du Ruo, Hou Chuan will definitely be aware of it, and this assassination operation will also be in vain.

Du Ruo went to the dense forest alone, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Jiang Wangshu couldn't hold back any longer, and came out with his sword, and Jue followed.

Hou Chuanjun didn't notice anything abnormal, and Du Ruo didn't shout, she looked at Jiang Wangshu coldly with her sword.

Jiang Wangshu did not hesitate, chasing the stars out of the sheath, wanting to kill Du Ruo as soon as possible. Jue didn't join the circle, sometimes a lot of people is not a good thing, but it will hinder Jiang Hou.

Du Ruo's strength is not good, but it is not enough in front of Jiang Wangshu's eyes, she was defeated after only a few dozen moves, and in the middle of her wrist, the sword was knocked away.

Jiang Wangshu held his sword against Du Ruo, maybe he could use Du Ruo to threaten Hou Chuan, which was also a good way.

"Jiang Hou, you really don't recognize me?" Du Ruo gasped and looked at Jiang Wangshu with a pair of beautiful eyes. (Liangzhou Mandarin)

"I don't recognize it." Jiang Wangshu only thought that it was this woman's trick, could trick Hou Chuan into giving up his glory and wealth to come to Nanban to be a land king, how could she be a mediocre person?

"Jiang Hou, do you still remember the maid Xiaocha on the shore of Duruo Lake." Du Ruo didn't panic, she looked at Jiang Wangshu with a smile, and said a ground that Jue was very familiar with, and a name that Jiang Wangshu had a slight impression of.

"You're Xiaocha?" Jiang Wangshu seriously overlapped Du Ruo's voice and appearance with Xiaocha, who was not impressed, and the fit was eight points, and he already believed that Du Ruo was Xiaocha.

"I thought that Jiang Hou could find out the clue from my name, it was Xiaocha who was self-inflicted," Du Ruo said lightly, "I want to be relieved." ”

Jiang Wangshu finally knew why this woman left the army alone without a single guard, so he had no choice but to let go of Du Ruo.

Xiaocha is Ri Tan Du Ruo's maidservant, Xiao Cha was still young when Ri Tan Du Ruo died of difficulty, and her appearance has changed a lot compared to now, so Jiang Wangshu didn't recognize it for a while.

After learning the news of Du Ruo's difficult death from the Triumph of the Western Realm, Jiang Wangshu almost collapsed, and Ri Qin Boxian told him that Ri Qin Du Ruo was buried in the Bashan Grass House.

Bashan Grass House, he once promised Riqin Du Ruo to wait until the four realms were peaceful, and the two of them would go to Bashan Grass House to live the life of male farmers and women weaving.

Jiang Wangshu put down chasing stars and lived in Bashan Cottage for half a year, he drank and got drunk all day long, and it was Xiaocha who took care of his daily life.

However, Jiang Wangshu's heart was almost dead at that time, and he didn't pay attention to Xiaocha, and even he didn't know when Xiaocha left.

"When I went to Bayang to buy rice, I was chased and killed by the people who left the palace, so I didn't go back to Bashan Cottage." Du Ruoxiao came back and solved Jiang Wangshu's doubts.

"Why?" Jiang Wangshu asked, Xiaocha is the servant girl of Ri Qin Du Ruo, why would Huang Li Xinggong chase and kill a servant girl?

"Because I saw the dark side of the Fang Kingdom," Du Ruo laughed miserably, "I originally planned to escape from the Fang Kingdom after worshipping my sister, and I happened to meet Jiang Hou in the Bashan Cottage. ”

"The dark side of the unknown?" Jiang Wangshu's chest was a little stuffy.

"Jiang Hou has sister's death, is it really difficult to give birth?" Du Ruo looked sad, "Why did you rush to bury Jiang Hou before he came back?" Why did Taifu never dare to go to Bashan Cottage to mourn the deceased daughter? ”

Jiang Wangshu didn't speak, he had a guess in his heart, waiting for Du Ruo to confirm it. He originally felt that Ri Qin Duruo's death was not so simple, but everyone in the entire Fang Kingdom was silent about this matter.

"There is already a Marquis of Zongjiang in the country who is enough to deter the status of the royal family, and they don't want a second one." Du Ruo's voice fell, and hot blood overflowed from the corners of Jiang Wangshu's mouth.

Jue supported Jiang Wangshu, he kept silent, after all, this was a history he didn't know, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"Jiang Hou, do you feel that something has collapsed in your heart? It wasn't the incompetent royal family you desperately guarded that killed my sister, but your high merit. Du Ruo sneered.

"Later, I fled to Chu and was rescued by my husband, so there is no need to talk about the rest of me." After Du Ruo finished speaking, he picked up the sword in his left hand and was about to leave.

Jue stopped him with a sword, how could he easily let this woman go?

"Let her go." Jiang Wangshu was a little dizzy, he believed what Du Ruo said, and even he had such a guess a long time ago, but he didn't confirm it.

"This sword is for you, by the way, come here again tonight, I will send Jiang Hou a favor." Du Ruo put the saber on the ground and left with his wounds.

"Jiang Hou, it's okay." Jue asked in a low voice.

Jiang Wangshu nodded and said, "Help me go back."

Jiang Wangshu couldn't afford to be sick, Ji Yanqing took care of it personally, and the two of them kept silent about what happened. The battle for the Plain of Color Screen continues, and both sides have reasons to win. Another layer of corpses was added to the Caiping Plain, with 100,000 corpses lying in wait, bleeding and drifting.

When it was getting dark, Jue whispered, "Jiang Hou, I'm going."

"Don't go." Jiang Wangshu stopped.

"When I get back, will you give me a surname?" Jue rarely smiled, but he smiled at this time today.

"Okay." Jiang Wangshu agreed, agreed to the young man's request, and also promised the young man to go out.

"Godmother, lend me your sword." Jue shouted.

Ji Yanqing took out a saber and handed it to Jue, and said with pity: "Be careful, do you know?"

The young man Lang Ti sank into the mountains and forests with a sword and a sword, his heart was like a reckless plain, vast and desolate.

Jue patiently hibernated in the woods, and his intuition told him that Du Ruo was not lying, and this great gift was really not small.

When the child was born, there were finally two whispers, and Jue could tell that one was Du Ruo.

"My lord, I haven't been spoiled in the past few days." (Jing Chu Mandarin)

"Little beauty, I'll spoil you tonight." (Jing Chu Mandarin)

There was a sound of wide clothes untying into his ears, and Jue was still waiting patiently.

There is a beautiful sound of spring in the ears, Jue Ti knife from ten steps away rushed over, drawn, out, back to the sheath.

"Well, the life owed to you has been paid." Du Ruo's face was frosty and he blocked it in front of him with his clothes, and said coldly.

"Why help me?" Jue asked with a face.

"Didn't I say that I owe you my life." Du Ruo changed his coldness and his voice was soft.

Jue shook his head, he didn't believe this woman's words, just like this woman's three sentences and three tones were as incomprehensible.

"A piece of waste, when it's dead, it's dead." Du Ruo got dressed and left an intriguing sentence.

Jue dragged the corpse back, there were many trees in the forest, and there were bumps and bumps along the way.

The young man smiled, he had a surname from now on.

"Jiang Jue, Jiang Jue." He read it twice, and it sounded good.

There was a crowd of people outside the station, and Ji Yanqing saw Jue from a distance and breathed a sigh of relief. She and Jue have a secret, and they are both very greedy, so they fought at first, and then they were called mother and son.

"Godmother, fortunately, I am not dishonored." Jue returned the short knife to Ji Yanqing, blinked and said.

"Childe, Childe," Qi Guanzhuang recklessly ran over and groped around Jue's body, and when he saw that it was okay, he stroked his chest and said with an exaggerated face, "Childe is amazing." ”

How can Gongzi not be powerful, kill Hou Chuan unscathed, who can do it in the seventy-two villages of Nanban?

Dozens of village owners were impressed by him, Nanban was a pure race, not only men were lustful, but women were also lustful; Not only women are strong, but men are also strong.

Jue rejected the kindness of the owners of the Nanban village to invite them to drink together, and came to Jiang Wangshu's side.

"I killed Hou Chuan." Jue pressed the joy in his heart and said.

"Hmm." Jiang Wangshu wanted to praise it, but he couldn't pull his face, so he had to answer a "hmm" without being light.

"There is Du Ruo to help." Jue tries to omit the charming details.

Jiang Wangshu said "um" again.

"So I have a last name?" Jue asked in a low voice, he didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Wangshu.

"Well," Jiang Wangzheng said, "is it okay to have my surname?" ”

"Okay." Jue breathed a sigh of relief, and this greedy wish came true.

Ji Yanqing glanced at the two people who were not good at expressing emotions, grabbed Jiang Wangshu with one hand and Jue with the other, and said, "Stupid."

Jiang Wangshu wanted to break away, but was glared back by Ji Yanqing's white eyes.