"Xiao Ah Zhao?"

As the light call rose again, Zhao Wujiang followed the sound, and he knew that this was the voice of Sister A in his memory.

A girl who was a few years older than Zhao Wujiang appeared in his eyes, her clothes were shabby, and she was carrying a medicine basket more than one person high.

The girl's gray little face was slightly unhappy, and the two braids shook lightly behind her head, and she saw that Xiao Zhao Wujiang ignored her, and her voice was angry:

"Zhao Wujiang! What are you looking at? ”

Zhao Wujiang snorted, looking at the girl who was walking towards him, his memory was hot and abnormal, and he called softly:

"Sister..."

"Sister, I found a strange big brother." Xiao Zhao Wujiang had a tiger head and a tiger brain, and said timidly, his eyes couldn't print Zhao Wujiang's shadow, but he just stared at Zhao Wujiang intently.

I don't know if I really saw Zhao Wujiang, or looked at Wang Yifang who came over.

Sister Ah stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Zhao Wujiang's arm, took it back, and looked at Wang Yifang with a warm smile with a wary look.

The surrounding fog kept surging, becoming more and more intense, as if someone was constantly stirring up, muddying this already mottled memory.

Wang Yifang walked through Zhao Wujiang's body and walked towards the tiger-headed boy in front of him, his face was kind and kind, but his right hand holding the atlas kept trembling, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

He walked in front of the vigilant sister and brother, regardless of the mud under him, squatted down, grabbed the child's arms tightly, saw the corner of the child's mouth and the girl next to him who was overwhelmed and wanted to protect his brother, he smiled apologetically, let go of his hand, took out the favorite sugar pill of the children in Chang'an City from his arms, handed it to the sister and brother, and then said softly:

"Zhao Wujiang?

Is this your name? ”

The fog around him kept coming, and he couldn't see Wen Yong who was hugging Ah Yu clearly, nor could he see the majestic and kind Li Shimin.

In an instant, the mist swallowed Wang Yifang's figure and surged towards the child and girl.

Zhao Wujiang wanted to remove the gray mist that obscured his gaze, but the mist penetrated his body, and the whole world returned to a vast, blurry and boundless.

The eldest brother should be about to wake up, his subconscious is rejecting me...... Zhao Wujiang sighed and figured out the key.

Memories have reverberations, coming from the mist, the deepest and most unforgettable.

A pleading: "Duke Wei, you can swallow this drop of heavenly water." ”

A sneer:

"What do you do by swallowing it? Cough... How many years to live? Now that Zhenguan is flourishing, does the court still need the old man Wei Zheng in the world?

Besides, ahem... This man... People are easy to make mistakes when they are old, and the old man doesn't want to, like the two of them...

Alas, you, you... Why cry, men don't flick when they have tears, I can't see men crying the most, put away the tears!

Ahem, this... I'll leave it to you from now on... There are four elders of joy, anger and sorrow, I believe they will assist you a lot..."

"I... How? ”

"You'll understand..."

...

The voice grew lower, and the gray mist gradually engulfed Zhao Wujiang's body.

The next moment, in the Huguo Fang, he slowly opened his eyes.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Memory X1

Note: You and I have known each other for a long time, and this is not the first time you and I have met.

Zhao Wujiang heard the sound of the system in his mind, and as he saw the scene of the year in Wang Yifang's memory fragments, his memories of the past also filled in a piece, and it became more and more visible in his mind.

That year, he stumbled and fell down with a small medicine basket on his back, got up in the mud, and saw a black shadow on the side of Wang Yifang who was walking towards him at a glance.

The black shadow is like a light veil, and the face is bright and visible, but in the blink of an eye, you can forget what it looks like.

When the young Wang Yifang saw himself, he could clearly feel the suppressed excitement in his body, what was he excited about? Is there anything special about me?

Zhao Wujiang was silent, and absurdity rose in his heart, as if everything was a dream, and he had an inexplicable sense of trance.

The wrist he was holding was slightly raised, and Wang Yifang slowly opened his eyes.

"You're awake, big brother."

Zhao Wujiang restrained his mind and calmed himself (this chapter is not finished!). )

Chapter 238: The Wang Clan Comes

Usual.

......

Twilight is coming, and the light of day does not exist.

Before the national mourning, there were no lanterns lit in Chang'an City, and it was cold.

Zhao Wujiang rode out of Wei Wei Palace, after Wang Yifang woke up, the two talked until now, on the way Wang Yifang wanted to speak several times, and his eyes were complicated.

He manipulated the reins in his hands, and the horses' hooves fluttered, and he passed through countless streets.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were deep in the night, there was only a little light in his eyes, and the green jade bracelet on his wrist turned into a slowly wriggling bronze liquid, slowly condensing into armor in the night.

"Phew..."

As soon as he lifted the reins, the horse held its head high, and the horse's nose was awake, and it was very clear in the night.

"You followed me all the way, full of murderous aura and didn't do anything, what? Haven't figured out where to bury it? ”

Under the cover of night, the forest was like a big mouth devouring people, the shadows around Zhao Wujiang were distorted, and five figures slowly emerged.

The five of them were not wearing night clothes, but brocade white clothes, covered their faces, and could not see their faces clearly.

The first person walked with the wind, like a handsome son, as if he was confirming his identity, and the folding fan in his hand shook gently, not at all as an assassination should be.

Masked, I want to be afraid in Chang'an City, dare to show up, it seems that this fear is not deep, wearing white, which force?

Zhao Wujiang's mind kept thinking, he turned over and dismounted, patted the buttocks of the jujube red horse, and said with a smile:

"You're all coming at me, but the horses are innocent."

Immediately he struck again, and the horse neighed, and galloped away in the night, and the five masked men only glanced at it, but did not stop it.

Zhao Wujiang took this scene into his eyes, and the killing intent of the opponent was not so strong, they should not be from Chang'an.

If it is an opponent in Chang'an City, this horse must also leave a corpse.

"You know each other and know that you can't run away, so you simply don't run." The white-clothed man slowly walked towards Zhao Wujiang, and the strong men on all sides also surrounded Zhao Wujiang.

"You're here to kill me?" Zhao Wujiang looked indifferent and asked knowingly.

"No, no, no, it's too cheap to kill you, this son is just taking you back to the clan and accepting the disposal of the clan elder!" The white-clothed boy folded his fan and patted his palm, raised his hand to signal, and the powerful qi of the four strong men locked on Zhao Wujiang in an instant.

In the family... Which clan is the people of the clan? Now there are many clans in Beijing, and there are not a few who have enmity with me...... Zhao Wujiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a smile:

"Just the five of you, are you sure you can take me?"

"You Zhao Wujiang is indeed a leader in the transcendent realm, you killed a lot of earth demons when you were in Lingnan Dao, and there are even Tiangang broken in your hands, but Tiangang is just unstable in cultivation." The young man in white teased with his eyes:

"These four servants are all powerful grandmasters, and they are not unknown among grandmasters, so they are more than enough to deal with you!

As long as you are pressed back into the clan first, this son will be a great achievement! ”

How can you still live in the past...... Zhao Wujiang smiled and shook his head, the matter of Lingnan Dao had not been long in the past, but his own cultivation had officially entered the realm of the Grandmaster, and with the skills of the system and the Strange Sect Technique, it was difficult to find an opponent within the Grandmaster.

And this so-called son is a person who is not deeply involved in the world, with too much nonsense and a very high self-esteem...... He pretended to be surprised and asked:

"What clan would let four grandmasters be servants? In addition to the Tang Li family in this world, are there other clans? ”

Sure enough.

The man in white snorted coldly:

"Hmph, the Tang Li family is also worthy?

This son is a member of the Wang family! ”

Chapter 238: The Wang Clan Comes