Zhaoju and the Thirteenth Princess showed a look of doubt in their eyes, in the wilderness, who is playing the flute?

As if inspired, the wolves lowered their heads one by one.

The she-wolf opened her mouth to bite the fur on the back of the cub's neck, picked it up, and gave a warning glance at the three of them, and slowly withdrew from the cage.

The big black wolf let out a long howl at the flute, the wolves echoed together, Zhaoju's heart was shocked, this scene was really weird and spectacular, could it be that this group of wolves let them go?

When the big black wolf had finished howling, he turned around and ran over the trench into the darkness, and the other wolves turned around and ran out over the trench.

It wasn't until the wolves left that Zhaoju breathed a sigh of relief.

The sound of the flute faded away.

"Who is the flute, and why did the wolves retreat as soon as he played the flute?"

"He must have saved those wolves, and wolves know how to be grateful!"

"Who's going to save those wolves?"

The two looked at each other, and the thirteenth princess blurted out: "Yes, it's Dr. Zhigulu, it must be him, his medical skills are so clever, only he can do it!" ”

"But, but wasn't Dr. Zhiguru captured by Wan Yan Licheng?"

"Dr. Naoguru is a man of God, he must have found a way to get out!"

Zhaoju understood, he couldn't imagine that Dr. Zhiguru could not only heal people, but also heal beasts, and even the wolves respected and deferred to him, and the she-wolf sent her cub to him for treatment, and happened to encounter Zhuozhou being slaughtered, and the little wolf cub was carried here by mistake by Dashi.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ju shouted into the distance: "Naoguru senior, Naoguru senior, thank you for saving us!" ”

The flute stopped, and an old voice came from afar.

"Haha, no thanks, with all your hands, the old man is gone, take care!"

The flute sounded again, this time the song was "Gusu Xing", Zhaoju was stunned, "Gusu Xing" is an ancient song of Dawei, how could this Zhigulu predecessor blow, could he be a Han from Dawei? He suddenly remembered the yellowed jade pendant in the medicine box, and hurriedly shouted at the flute: "Senior, senior, wait, I have something for you!" ”

The sound of the flute did not stop, and it gradually faded away, and the man was already far away.

Zhaoju was a little lost, he didn't know if that person was Dr. Naoguru, but if it wasn't him, who else would it be?

By the earthen wall, there was blood and corpses.

Zhaoju looked at the thirteenth princess, and the two of them only felt that they were reincarnated as human beings, as if they were in another world.

There were a few moans outside, and the thirteenth princess was startled.

"You go out and see, who is not dead, give him a knife!"

Zhaoju sighed, hurriedly climbed out of the cage from the breach, took a torch in one hand, and looked around, only to see that most of those soldiers had their throats bitten off, only two of them were still dying, one of them was actually Abuhan, one of his legs had been bitten off, and his two hands were only attached to his shoulders, both of them were extremely injured, and it was estimated that they would not live long.

Abuhan looked at Zhaoju, his lips moved, Zhaoju leaned close to his lips, and heard him say with difficulty: "Please, please, give me a good time!" ”

Zhaoju picked up a knife on the ground, but his hand involuntarily trembled slightly.

The muscles in Abuhan's face twitched.

"Actually, I like your woman too, and I want to strip her naked—"

Zhaoju screamed and stabbed it hard, and the knife went through Abuhan's chest and into the ground.

"Thanks—thanks—"

Abuhan said the last two words, tilted his head, and never moved again.

The thirteenth princess pursed her lips, she didn't hear what Abuhan said, she only knew that Zhaoju had taken this step and would become a real warrior in the future.

Zhaoju went to look at another soldier and saw that his eyes were open and his breathing had stopped.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from his side, and Zhao Ju turned his head, only to see a figure jumping up in the trench, holding a knife in his hand, and the boulder that had just climbed out was grabbed by him.

It turned out that Dashi had also climbed out of the cage just now, and he went to the edge of the trench to check, not wanting someone to suddenly jump out below.

When Zhaoju saw the man clearly, he couldn't help but tremble with anger.

"Gurivan, you're not dead yet!"

The figure was none other than Gurivin, who had fallen into a trench and suffered minor injuries, and although his mount died violently on the spot, he remained lying on his horse's back and pretending to be dead.

Guliwin climbed out of the trench and stood up, smirking proudly: "Yes, Lao Tzu is fateful, boy, you didn't expect to die at my hands, your princess is destined to become my person, haha!" He struck the big stone on the head with the handle of the knife, and the big stone went limp, and he fainted immediately.

Enraged, he screamed and rushed with his sword.

Guriwin leaned to one side, let go of the side, and at the same time hooked his foot, Zhaoju fell to the ground and fell face down, and the knife in his hand did not know where to fly.

"Haha, little white face, just your little effort, you also want to do it with Lao Tzu?"

Zhaoju lay on the ground and his hands were weak, and he found that there was sand under him, he roared angrily, turned around, and threw out a handful of sand.

Gu Liwen didn't expect Zhaoju to have this trick, and his eyes were immediately confused, and he hurriedly retreated.

Zhaoju rolled over and sat up, found a wooden pole for setting up a tent in his hand, grabbed it, and rushed towards Gulivan.

Guriwin only saw a vague figure rushing towards him, and hurriedly swung his knife to block it, and with a bang, the wooden pole was cut off in a large section, and Zhaoju flew up and kicked Glywin in the wrist, Guriwin was in pain, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhaoju flew up, knocked down Grewin at once, rode on top of him, held his throat with both hands and pinched hard, Grewin couldn't open his eyes, but grabbed Zhaoju's wrists with both hands and pulled them out.

"Little, boy, compete with me!"

Although Gu Liwen fell behind, he thought that he had a lot of strength, and he would definitely be able to break Zhaoju's hands, but what he didn't expect was that Zhaoju's hands were very strong, and he tried his best, but his throat was pinched tighter and tighter.

"The princess is mine, no one should touch her!"

Zhaoju used his strength like crazy, like a brute bull, and after a while, Guliwin's tongue spit out, his body became weaker and weaker, and Zhaoju saw the knife that fell on the side, reached out and grabbed it, and stabbed it hard.

"Hmm-"

Guriwin let out a muffled snort, his eyes bulging out, and he couldn't believe that the strength in his hands was not as strong as that of a horse.

Zhaoju pulled out the knife and stabbed it again, but this time the force was too strong, the knife passed through Guliwen's body and stuck it in a stone, and with a snap, the knife broke in two, Zhaoju took half of the broken knife, and slashed at Guliwin's body again.

Guriwin was chopped to pieces, and he protruded a pair of dead fish eyes, and he didn't believe that he would die like this.

The thirteenth princess cried with joy, she just saw Gu Liwen go to break Zhao Ju's hand, she was really worried that he would lose if he was weak, who knew that Zhao Ju stunned Gu Li Wen alive and hacked him to death.

Zhaoju finally understood how important it was for Xianyu Zhenren to keep him practicing the strength of his hands.

A wolf howl sounded in the distance.

The battle is finally over.

It's late at night.

Hour and hour.

As night fell, the lights of the thousands of homes in Windy City gradually went out.

Outer city, Yujia Lane.

Yujia Lane is the territory of the West Gate, there is an open field at the mouth of the alley, here is the fish market in the morning, many traders kill fish and sell fish here, the ground is full of dead fish offal and garbage, if it is not cold now, flies and mosquitoes will fly all over the sky.

The people living in the alley are basically poor, and Yujia Lane is not only an alley, this is a district, and there are people in it, and outsiders will get lost immediately when they enter, because some roads are from this house to that house.

At this moment, the mouth of the fish market is deserted, there is not a single human figure, and even the wild cats that usually come to forage for food are nowhere to be seen.

What is strange is that the mouth of the dirty and smelly fish market is now placed with a thick square plank, as if a platform has been built.

There is a Rongji teahouse on the opposite side of the alley, and at this moment, in a private room upstairs, a middle-aged man in a green robe is sitting there with a teapot.

The green-robed man had a goatee, his eyes were not big, his eyes were a little hollow at the moment, and the hand holding the teapot was trembling slightly.

There was a young woman standing by the window, this woman had a goose egg face, fair complexion, she was wearing a black night dress, and a long sword was slanted on her back, she turned her head and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, this woman had a pair of phoenix eyes, and she was born beautiful, but her eyes were too vicious.