After Wu Qizhe became Yan Zang, he could naturally directly control the forces of the Dragon Castle, which was thousands of times better than killing and making an example by force.

While controlling the power of the Dragon Castle, he also has the capital to compete with the Zong family and the Ming Phoenix Pavilion, which is always better than fighting alone.

Of course, he also has a group of helpers from the Imperial Spirit Regiment, but compared to the free labor of the Royal Dragon Castle, he naturally doesn't want any damage to the Imperial Spirit Regiment, after all, his women are all in the Imperial Spirit Regiment.

With these people who are not relatives and non-relatives of Dragon Castle, he naturally will not have so many scruples.

Wu Qizhe heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and knew that he couldn't delay, so he directly tore off a handful of Yan Zang's hair, stuffed it into the wine bottle, shook it a few times, and immediately drank it.

Soon Wu Qizhe's body began to change, and in less than a moment, his appearance and body shape could be said to be the same as that of Wanyanzang in front of him, and there was no difference in even the details of his hair.

Looking at Wan Yan Zang, who had died, Wu Qizhe condensed a scorching fire light in his palm, this was not the Extreme Yang True Yuan of the Nine Mountains, but the power of the fire element in his body.

The flames swayed onto Wan Yanzang's body, and they immediately began to burn, and the wind and snow in the sky did not cause the slightest sign of extinguishing.

Soon, Wanyan Zang turned into a charcoal corpse, Wu Qizhe poured out his strength, and the charcoal-like body completely turned into dust and floated in the air.

Wu Qizhe turned around and walked out of the woods, and the horse on the side of the road saw Wu Qizhe appear, and did not have the slightest expression of dissatisfaction, it seemed that as a horse, it still couldn't tell the difference between this Wanyanzang and the other Wanyanzang.

He turned directly onto the horse, pulled the reins lightly, and the horse under his crotch tore with a roar, then let go of his four hooves and galloped forward.

Soon Wu Qizhe joined the soldiers of the Royal Dragon Fort, and the soldiers were holding dozens of beasts of all sizes, all of which had an arrow inserted in their bodies, and the arrows were undoubtedly marked with a Tibetan character, indicating that these prey were all shot by Wanyanzang.

"Okay, it's a good harvest today, and when I return to Dragon Castle, I'll have a good meal with these hunted beasts." Then he clamped the horse's belly: "Let's go, go back to Dragon Castle." After speaking, Wu Qizhe had already ridden the KUA horse and rushed to the front in the first place.

Behind him, a group of soldiers from Dragon Fort naturally followed, their horses' hooves galloping, splashing and snowflakes all over the sky.

Not long after, Wu Qizhe rushed to the Royal Dragon Fort with a group of subordinates.

Wu Qizhe raised his eyes and saw that the Dragon Fort was really like a fortress, surrounded by city walls, towers all over the city walls, and the city walls were surrounded by the big snow mountains that did not melt all year round, and it was easy to defend and difficult to attack at a glance.

Someone on the city tower had already seen Wan Yanzang and shouted: "The castle lord is back." ”

"The castle lord is back."

The city gate had been slowly opened, and two rows of soldiers were neatly lined up, obviously to welcome the return of the castle lord Wan Yanzang.

The leader walked over directly, half-knelt and hugged his fists and said, "The subordinate Yuma has seen the castle master." ”

Wu Qizhe nodded, he had an impression of this royal horse, he was good at using poison, and his light skills were not bad, but he received a bento after a few episodes. He also has a woman he likes named Nangong Ling'er, and the two love each other, but unfortunately it didn't end well.

The imperial horse and the enemy died together, and Nangong Ling'er was sucked dry of blood by the Yang Ji of Mingfeng Pavilion, and died of excessive blood loss.

"Where's Zheng'er?" Wu Qizhe asked casually.

"The second son is practicing martial arts in the back mountain, and the castle master has something to explain to the second son, so I will go and find him immediately." Mima said.

Wu Qizhe waved his hand: "No need, don't bother him when he's practicing." Then he turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to his subordinates, and went straight to the Dragon Castle.

As soon as the people in the Dragon Fort saw Wu Qizhe, they would come forward to greet them respectfully, and the castle was not full of soldiers and retainers of the Wanyan family, but also many ordinary civilians, most of whom were family members of soldiers.

After passing through the civilian area, Wu Qizhe came to a majestic mansion, and there was no need to think that this was naturally the mansion of Wanyanzang, the lord of the Royal Dragon Fort.

The sharp-eyed guards who had already seen Wan Yan Zang, opened the door, and stood respectfully at the door to welcome Wan Yan Zang back to his home.

Wu Qizhe walked into the mansion of Wanyan Zang, where he looked, the garden rockery, everywhere you could see the garden scenery with a quiet environment, as the castle owner's mansion covers an area of naturally not small, he walked for a long time and did not reach the inner courtyard.

As far as Wu Qizhe has seen, there are at least hundreds of maids and servants, and this scale is not necessary for ordinary princes.

The servant led the way in front, and Wu Qizhe soon came to a golden main hall, where a graceful beauty sat on the right hand side of the main hall, and there was a maid serving tea and water beside him.

"Husband, you've come back from hunting..."

The beauty smiled, stood up, and walked towards Wu Qizhe.

Wu Qizhe couldn't take his eyes off the other party at first glance, this beautiful woman not only has first-class appearance, but even her figure is very XING and tall, which is not worse than any of his own women.

This is a mature woman who looks like she is in her early thirties at most, with purple hair, a waist-cinching blue one-piece dress makes her look both temperamental and very capable, and the most important thing is that her big watery eyes seem to be able to speak, as long as she looks at it, she doesn't want to move away, as if the cells in her whole body will beat with it.

"Vixen! It's definitely a vixen....."

Wu Qizhe directly defined the other party in his mind, if Lou Xiuying's sense of XING still carries a kind of SAO spirit, then the woman in front of her is definitely the best of charm but not SAO, she doesn't need to deliberately sway her body at all, just standing there, an elegant charm / posture / is already natural, so that men can't help but want to get close to her, or rude... of possession of her!

"Husband, what are you looking at?" Mrs. Ning Rong said with a smile.

"Madame's beautiful posture dazzled me for a while." Wu Qizhe said flatteringly.

"Hey." Ning Rong sighed lightly, and frowned slightly: "I haven't seen enough for so many years, everyone is old and yellow now, and they can afford the four words of beauty." ”

"I can afford it, I can afford it, in my eyes, Madame, even the immortals can't compare." After speaking, he also took the initiative to grab Mrs. Ning Rong's slippery/ru/condensed/fat/jade hand.

"Giggles..."Ning Rongjiao laughed twice, and then stared at Wu Qizhe: "When did the husband say such flattering things." ”

Wu Qizhe was stunned for a moment, couldn't Wan Yanzang say it before, but he immediately reacted, took Mrs. Ning Rong's hand, gently hugged her little waist, and whispered in her ear: "In the future, as long as Madam wants to hear it, I will say this every day." The aroma that came from his nose shook his spirit, and he closed his eyes and was intoxicated, and he didn't know what kind of spice Mrs. Ning Rong used, which smelled so good.

Mrs. Ning Rong gently pushed Wu Qizhe away, glanced at her, and said angrily: "The maid is next to you, you don't know what to pay attention to." "Pretty face slightly red, as for how shy it really is, I don't know.

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