It is about ten miles away from Bian'an City, and under the quaint pavilion, two people are waiting.

Standing in the snow.

Zhao Ponu, Sun Wenhe.

Behind the two of them, a row of spirits is very eye-catching.

The rich aroma of wine adds a bit of wildness to this winter scene.

Seeing Wu Jing's arrival, Zhao Ponu was a little embarrassed, this bear-like man actually had some tears.

Dripping to the ground.

Wu Jing motioned for the others to wait in place, and then rode forward alone, and said with a smile: "Broken slave, you kid too, the battlefield was so tragic back then, the brothers suffered heavy casualties, and I didn't see how you grieved, why, now you are used to living a stable life in Bian'an City, and your mind is relaxed?" ”

Zhao Ponu suddenly knelt on the ground, crying and said, "Gong Wu! Wu Gong is going here and not coming back, how can the slave be indifferent! ”

Under the roar, the last few syllables, hoarse and rough.

In the vast snow, there is a sense of sorrow.

The people in the guard camp were silent.

"Humph!" Wu Jing seemed a little helpless, "You, you, you are also a big person, why are you still crying like a child, hurry up, although I will not come back again, but you kid is free, you can still come over." ”

Zhao Ponu finally stopped his tears, he looked at Wu Jing, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Gong went south this time, and Ponu had nothing to repay him, but to say goodbye with wine." ”

Wu Jing smiled and nodded, looking at this subordinate who had been with him for more than ten years, "You kid has a heart." ”

He turned around and said, "Everyone, it's rare that Dean Zhao has a good heart, it's a long way to go, you all drink some and warm up your body in winter." ”

The people in the guard camp began to step forward in twos and threes, taking wine and sipping.

Zuo Yin thought about his identity, and originally wanted to say something, but Wu Jing saw what he was thinking, waved his hand and said, "What are you looking for, don't you know anything about your dean?" ”

Zhao Ponu gave up, "It seems that Zuo Yin is in charge of Wu Gong's diet and daily life, so it's better to check it." ”

Wu Jing smiled, "You, Zuo Yin, tell some things, some things, you have to be smart, and some things, you have to be confused, otherwise, it will only hurt the hearts of the brothers in vain." ”

Zuo Yin thought of Lu Muchu and Lu Zilong, and nodded, just like if he met the two of them in the future, Zuo Yin would not go to check, this is a kind of trust.

After drinking, the people in the guard camp gathered their teams again, but Zhao Ponu held a wine bowl and said to Wu Jing: "Duke Wu, Ponu respects you a bowl." ”

Wu Jing looked at Zhao Ponu, put his hand on Zhao Ponu's wrist, nodded deeply, and then picked up the wine bowl and drank it all.

Those who know, do not speak.

After the bowl was exhausted, Sun Wenhe added wine again, Zhao Ponu took the wine bowl, walked to Gongsun Tao, and said in a deep voice: "Gongsun Battalion Commander, Duke Wu's trip will be guarded by you." ”

Gongsun Tao smiled a little, "Seniors, don't worry, even if my Gongsun Tao dies, he will definitely protect the safety of Gong Wu." ”

Immediately drank it all.

The third bowl of wine, Zhao Ponu held it in his hand, looked at Zuo Yin, hesitated, and finally said aloud: "I, Zhao Ponu, I salute you for a bowl." ”

Looking up to the sky and sucking for a long time, Zhao Ponu then slammed the bowl on the ground, bowed his head and bowed his hand: "Congratulations to Gong Wu!" ”

The sound was like thunder.

Sun Wenhe also saluted.

Wu Jing waved his hand, led the army, and passed by the two.

Never again.

Bian'an, above the Forbidden City.

The saint put his hands behind his back and looked at the south silently, as if he saw that his former friend was leaving, and Ouyang Zhiyuan, the first assistant, gave up his hand and stood aside.

There was a wind at the head of the city, and it was like a cloud.

The saint said lightly: "Wu Jing is here, but it can be regarded as the wish of your family." ”

In front of the saint, Ouyang Zhiyuan has never shied away from what he thinks in his heart, and said with a smile: "Wei Guogong has this trip, the overall situation has been decided, and the saint can rest assured." ”

"Peace of mind? Hum! ”

The saint let out a deep mocking sound, and then waved his sleeves and turned away, as if he did not want to look at the south again.

Behind him, Ouyang Zhiyuan stood alone on the city wall, looking at the huge Bian'an City, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

This city belongs to the royal family and belongs to the people of the world, but after all, it is ours.

……

After bidding farewell to Zhao Ponu, Wu Jing and his party continued to move forward, and that night, they stayed in a post house, and continued to move forward early the next morning.

Just like a little over a month ago.

Things seem odd, though.

Originally, there were many passers-by in a place more than 70 miles away from Bian'an City, but when a group of people entered a certain forest, it seemed that the environment suddenly became silent.

There were no pedestrians, no nearby residents, not even the cries of birds and beasts.

Wu Jing's many years of military career, his vision is naturally unique, he looked at this wood, and said lightly: "It's a good place for ambush." ”

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

……

As soon as the words fell, countless arrows shot out from both sides of the dense forest, and some of the guards of the pro-guard battalion could not dodge and were directly shot to death.

For a moment, the scene was extremely chaotic.

Zuo Yin was anxious, so he could only pull out the army-breaking knife on his waist first, and kept blocking the arrows.

"Enemy attack—"

Gongsun Tao was screaming, but just as he was running his heart and breath, his voice suddenly stopped, and his face showed pain.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from this man's forehead.

Purple blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Zuo Yin was shocked, he rushed to Gongsun Tao's side and shouted: "Gongsun Battalion Commander? ”

Here, Wu Jing commanded the remaining people and continued to resist.

Gongsun Tao's eyes were hateful, "Poison! ”

Poison?

Zuo Yin was surprised in his heart, but he had some self-blame and remorse, because although he was very familiar with the herbs in the world, he was not very skilled in the identification of drugs.

Along the way, he simply checked the post house he left in the morning, but if he wanted to say whether he could identify the world's most poisonous poison, of course Zuo Yin couldn't.

Since he is clearly not familiar with poisons, why should he have the courage to do this.

Could it be that Wu Gong said that there was nothing to do, and he just let it go?

Zuo Yin panted and pulled out the knife on his back.

The four-foot fire tiger riding knife in the right hand and the three-foot sword-breaking sword in the left hand.

The boy screamed.

Vent your inner anguish.

"Raging Sea"!

The pitch-black ripples of the long river instantly rushed towards the place where the arrow was shot on the side, and with a hiss, I didn't know whose ** was ruthlessly cut.

"Ahh

In the woods, someone cried out in pain.

The guards of the pro-guard battalion, who also showed excellent military qualities, began to shoot arrows to counterattack after reacting.

Although Wu Jing was commanding the battle, in his heart, there was actually a trace of regret.

He is the Guardian of the Empire, he is the first person in the military circles, he is even under one person, above ten thousand.

Without the man's nod, there could have been no assassination against him.

Holy Lord, do you really want to kill me Wu Jing?

Old man, helpless.

The monarch wants the minister to die, but at the moment, the Cangnan army is not in its position in succession, only Cui Jiuling, the commander of the wind department, is left, and the fresh blood in the future has not yet been cultivated, at this moment, the minister cannot die yet.

Wu Jing roared angrily.

Like an aging lion, his beard and hair are all open, but there is a trace of sadness.

A black figure appeared at the end of the road, it was an old man with snow-white hair and beard, with a sad face and a faint majestic momentum on his body, revealing his strength.

Seeing this old man, Wu Jing confirmed his conjecture and said, "I remember, your code name is three?" ”

Gold medal Zhu Yiwei, code name three.

The old man was silent, with a hint of indifference on his face, and slowly stretched out his hand.

The two cyan-colored breaths wandered in his thin palms, like two small beasts, rubbing each other affectionately, but there was a cute feeling.

Dangerously cute.

Wu Jing shouted: "Tao! Left! ”

Gongsun Tao has been the commander of Wu Jing's personal guard battalion for more than ten years, and he has long known some of Wu Jing's words, he gritted his teeth, endured the invasion of poison, and grabbed Zuo Yin's waist.

Zuo Yin was stunned, "Battalion Commander Gongsun?" ”

Gongsun Tao grinned, helpless, sad, and self-blame, "Remember, take revenge." ”

After saying the four words, Gongsun Tao shouted angrily, and there was a strong force in his hand, and he threw Zuo Yin to the west, like a falling stone.

In one fell swoop, it disappeared into the distance.

The old man, codenamed "Three", frowned, but unfortunately just as he was about to make a move, a young-faced pawn flashed out of the convoy and stopped in front of "Three".

"Three" smiled faintly, "You are Wei Guogong's shadow guard?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the two rushed towards each other.

Life and death killing.

Heartless Battle!