Wu Meiniang took a sip, her cheeks were as red as a glow, her eyelashes fluttered on her delicate face, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance at Zhao Wujiang.

"Na, I caught you, Niangniang, you really covet my body!" Zhao Wujiang said with a serious smile.

"Ascend to the disciples." Wu Meiniang was disgusted, bit her red lips, and glanced at Zhao Wujiang, and ten thousand styles bloomed.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were fiery, and he smiled knowingly: "I'll help you take the pulse." ”

He hugged Wu Meiniang's weak and boneless waist, the two snorted and touched, Wu Meiniang's ten thousand charms turned into shame, she muttered softly with only reason: "Don't..."

"Smack."

The sugar pills fall to the ground, as crisp as the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

Qing'er was chirped by Zhao Wujiang outside the room, her mind turned and she was very shy, she walked into the house with a sugar pill, and saw this scene.

"I... Isn't it time for me to come? Qing'er's big eyes turned around.

Wu Meiniang got up in a panic, cut her hair, and her pretty face was ruddy.

Zhao Wujiang, who was interrupted from casting spells, took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing and complaining, and his handsome face smiled. His eyes twinkled, and he said:

"No, you're here at the right time!"

......

Needle application.

Wu Meiniang and Zhao Wujiang had different thoughts, and when the two of them were in love, they almost crossed the last step.

At the beginning of love, it attracts beautiful thoughts, likes to throb and look forward to it, and only needs a stroke on the paper.

But if the affection is deep, there is still understanding and respect, responsibility and concern, and consideration for the other party.

So both of them know that it is not yet the final time.

"I don't know what to do, I go deep." Zhao Wujiang muttered softly, his fingers twisting the silver needle.

The people under him whispered, heard their words, and knew their hearts.

"Will you go on this battle?" Wu Meiniang asked, she was worried.

Zhao Wujiang shook his head: "No, with General Su Dingfang and General Cheng Yanjin going out, it is enough to fight the Western Turks."

Besides, I'm a literati, so it's hard to join in the fun, so it's better to stay by your side......"

"Where will you Zhao Wujiang be a well-behaved literati?" Wu Meiniang said angrily, I don't know what I thought, her delicate and pretty face was covered with red glow, she frowned slightly, and said softly:

"I'm afraid, this battle won't be just a simple war between the Western Turks and the Tang Dynasty..."

Zhao Wujiang's mind was lively, and he understood what Wu Meiniang meant in an instant, and said, "You mean, there are still forces involved?" ”

"That's right, there are clans in Qinghe that are ready to move, and the Taiyuan Wang clan will not watch the Western Turks fall so simply, they must have a backhand.

Moreover, I have received news that some small border countries also have different thoughts and have to guard against them. Wu Meiniang told the story and confided the news she knew.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and Datang will definitely be able to take it." Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, he was not worried about Datang.

He was only worried about the harm to the people of Dawn if the war between the four sides happened.

"But I hear your concern." Wu Meiniang held Zhao Wujiang's hand and said with concern.

Zhao Wujiang smiled dumbly and said softly:

"Mei Niang, in fact, some words are really apostated, but I have always believed that the Tang Dynasty is not the Tang Dynasty of the Li family, but the Tang Dynasty of the people of the Tang Dynasty in this world.

If a war breaks out, how can the people of Li take care of themselves? ”

This should be my Wu Meiniang's man...... Wu Meiniang's beautiful eyes are surging in the Mid-Autumn Festival:

"Aren't you worried?

Remember when I reminded you? Be careful when you go out of the palace! Be careful! But you just don't listen...

You are now in power, and the jealous and resentful do not know how many, and you are in the light, and they are in the dark, and you must always beware of cold arrows! ”

"Don't worry. I... But Zhao Wujiang! Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled.

He knew that Wu Meiniang had sent Wu Wei to protect him in secret, after all, he was already one step away from the four-rank transcendent realm, and if he felt it carefully, he could still feel the existence under the grandmaster.

"Hongu is angry!" Wu Meiniang frowned, her red lips were slightly curled, and Zhao Wujiang's unworried appearance made her feel worried.

"Oh, the mother is not angry, the official will take the pulse for you." Zhao Wujiang grinned.

......

Zhao Wujiang rode out of the palace, found a place where no one was, simply changed his outfit, put on the reins of the horse, and walked towards a place that only he knew.

He walked slowly, as if he were on a walk.

Wu Meiniang's reminder that he has actually always taken it to heart, and every time he travels, his inner cultivation is quietly circulating, and he is ready to deal with unexpected situations at any time.

Today, he is going to pry something out of Ashina Li's mouth, Li Yifu is dead, and he is going to exchange news of the Turkic strange things.

He is still very interested in ancient things that can be competed for by generations of emperors and span several dynasties.

Zhao Wujiang's footsteps did not stop, leisurely and leisurely, passing through the pieces of houses.

Behind him, the light and shadow twisted and danced, and sometimes the breeze blew.

"So, what are you waiting for? Wait until I'm tired of walking? Zhao Wujiang opened his mouth, he took out a bottle of pills by himself, poured out a pill and swallowed it.

Between the mottled light and shadow behind him, three figures appeared, dressed in plain clothes, with their faces covered, and there was no martial arts qi around them, but Zhao Wujiang smelled the slightest danger, these were three fourth-grade extraordinary powerhouses.

Beyond the ordinary, the qi is not visible.

"Lord Zhao's perception is keen, among the five-rank martial artists, there are almost no people with such strength as Lord Zhao."

The three of them flickered, as if riding the wind, and attacked Zhao Wujiang.

"How much money he paid, I'll give you double!" Zhao Wujiang tentatively spoke.

The person at the head snorted coldly, and the sword flower in his hand was only a battle away from Zhao Wujiang, and it was only a battle away, and it was just a blink of an eye.

"One, two, three, four!" Zhao Wujiang fiddled with the bronze tripod on his waist, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Wu Liuqi!" ”

With an angry snort, like thunder in the sky, the purple-blue robe, the blue jade, and gold-patterned mask of the martial guard armor appeared out of thin air.

He grabbed the tip of the masked man's sword with one finger, flicked his fingers, and the blade of the sword hummed violently, shattering into pieces of iron, and roaring backwards.

"Puff, puff."

The three masked men were pierced through their bodies by the iron pieces of the sword body containing strength, and in an instant, several blood holes the size of baby fists were pierced, and the hot blood could not stop gurgling.

"Withdraw!" The masked man at the head of the man was frightened, the three of them were already extraordinary, but the person with the green jade mask who appeared in front of Zhao Wujiang defeated them one by one, what kind of cultivation was this?

The three scattered and fled separately.

Wu Wei Jia San snorted again, part of his anger was at the masked man who dared to attack and kill Zhao Wujiang, and the other part of his anger was his own shame.

He was ordered to hide by Zhao Wujiang's side to protect him, and he hid himself very well, but Zhao Wujiang's indifferent appearance just now, and his behavior of not dodging at all, clearly showed that Zhao Wujiang discovered his existence.

As a martial guard, he was angry at his failure.

Anger poured down, and one of the fleeing masked men seemed to be tripped by the wind, and his body fell to the side, and then slammed into the white wall beside him.

"Bang!" He was embedded in the wall, and then a figure flashed out, slammed into the wall, and struck him on the body.

"Boom!"

Blood rained down on the sky, and the white walls were stained with crimson blood and crumbled into rubble.

The three figures of Wu Weijia flickered, grabbed the throat of the other person, lifted him off the ground, and let the masked man kick his feet wildly, his palms were forced, the sound of bones shattering came, and the blood flowed down his exaggerated palms, and the masked man in his palms was dying and struggling, gradually losing his breath.

He vanished and went after the other man, and the masked man was reduced to a mess of mud and fell to the ground, a pool of blood flowing into a stream.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were condensed, is this the strength of Wu Wei? Didn't Wu Meiniang say that Wu Wei was just a transcendent grandmaster?

But these three masked people, one of them has no power to fight back, and the gap is too big, right?

The qi in his body was circulating, and the medicine he had swallowed just now was used to increase his cultivation for a short time, and he felt that he already had the extraordinary power of the four grades.

"He's gone! Haven't you come out yet? Zhao Wujiang's heart was surging with intent, and he grinned, looking sideways at the empty white wall on the side.