The rainstorm for many days finally passed, and the plane trees on the edge of the Fengqi Pond in the ancient castle quietly grew into lush branches.

"I heard that you were divorced." A gloating voice came into the wind.

"If the fiancé dies, the marriage contract is naturally invalid and dissolved." Wu Wufang, who was sitting upright and playing the strings, corrected in a rounded manner.

"I'm still divorced." Mengyun's traceless figure appeared on the edge of Fengqi Pond, and his eyes revealed an unconcealable excitement.

It's rare to see the person in front of you deflated, but Mengyun Wuxian has an indescribable happiness in his heart. Whenever he saw the person in front of him with a cold, high-minded appearance, Mengyun Wuxian always had the idea of going up and punching two punches in his heart. It's just that reason tells her that even if she is the core heir of the contemporary Demon Gate, the person in front of her is definitely not the object she can vent at will.

Wu Wuflawless was silent: "Huh? You seem to be in a good mood. ”

Obviously, he just spoke lightly, but there was a kind of awe-inspiring majesty between his words, and Mengyun unconsciously weakened his momentum. In the next moment, after Mengyun Wuxian reacted, he was very angry in his heart.

That's what I've always hated about her, always being so self-righteous, always being so high-minded. Phew, pretend! Mengyun Wuxian scolded fiercely in his heart.

"Need my help? When it comes to men, you don't necessarily have me to understand? Mengyun rolled his eyes without a trace and knelt down in front of the table.

Wu Wuflaw glanced at her and said proudly: "Just a man, I have the strength and means to deal with him." ”

"How's that going?"

"If I make a move myself, I will naturally be able to catch it." After finishing speaking, Mengyun Wuxian took out a small sachet from his arms and handed it over.

The two then spoke in a low voice, and after a while, Mengyun got up and left without a trace.

"The Demon Gate is really a group of wolf cubs who can't be raised." The guard Wu Zilong slowly walked out of the wing room beside him with a snow-white silver spear, his eyes sharp.

"Blue Blood" is the name of this snow silver spear, and it is one of the ten famous guns of the Desolate Clan. Cast by a generation of casting master Lu Wuya using foreign cold iron, it is the proud work of Lu Wuya's life. Later, it was the portable weapon of the spear fairy Luo Chengfeng, and became famous in the world. After the death of the gun fairy Luo Chengfeng, he was finally pocketed by the Wu clan.

"It's just what everyone wants, and it's too hypocritical to talk about friendship. Besides, the people of the Demon Gate are cunning and untrustworthy, and they put profit first. Didn't you and I already know it? ”

"Did you find out?"

"Yes, miss. His name is Wu Lu, he is the new martial artist of the Imperial Military Academy, and he is now in the army at the border of Yumen Pass. ”

"Good! Very good! He made me suffer such a disgrace, that I wanted him not to live, not to die. Wu Wuflaw's face was covered with frost.

The Wu clan is a family with a long history, Bangfeng City is its birthplace, for many years as a giant merchant to dominate the Eastern Regions of the Great Wilderness, and intermarriage with the imperial capital clan for generations, its power has already penetrated the major provinces of the Great Wilderness. Since the establishment of the Wu clan, there has never been such a shame of being divorced. In Wu Wufang's heart, he has long been eager to cut Wu Wu with a thousand knives.

"Yes, miss. I immediately sent someone to get him back. ”

"No, I'm going to do it myself this time."

"Yes, miss, I'll go and make arrangements right away." Wu Zilong bowed quietly and retired.

Wu Wufang stopped fiddling with the strings and looked northwest, his gaze over the plane trees by the pool to the floating clouds at the end of the sky. At the same time, several white doves in the castle fluttered their wings and flew into the vast and endless sky under the watchful eye of their owners.

"What a careful woman. After all, they still didn't think of me as their own. Mengyun Traceless turned his head to look at the ancient castle, and the feeling of being locked by the qi engine just now suddenly disappeared after leaving the ancient castle.

Many years ago, she was just a very ordinary disciple in the Demon Sect, and the young Wu Wufang found her at the same young age. After receiving the resources of the Wu Clan, she began to show her strength in the Demon Gate, and now she is a core disciple. Although the two of them are said to be win-win cooperation in Wu Wuflaw's words, in fact, Wu Wuflawless is responsible for the order and she is responsible for the implementation.

"Is that the man?" Mengyun Wuxian thought of the young man who was dressed in white, holding a silver spear in his hand, and had been by Wu Wufang's side all the year round.

"Such a powerful man, even in the face of those highnesses in the Demon Gate, is not inferior, but he is willing to become a guard. The heritage of a wealthy family is really terrifying. ”

"What the hell is she trying to do? This is not in line with the Wu clan's consistent style of not interfering in the military and politics of the deserted clan. Mengyun Wuxian thought about what Wu Wufang had explained.

The Wu clan is different from other clans, although they accompanied the ancient emperor to conquer the world and rise, but the descendants of the Wu clan no longer pay attention to the military and political affairs of the barren clan, but are obsessed with business. After hundreds of generations without decay, to this day, the Bangfeng Wu clan is already a rich and rival country, and its strength is even more unfathomable.

"Could it be that the current Wu clan has finally abandoned the concept of their ancestors and started to chase power?" With a stomach full of questions, Mengyun left Bangfeng City without a trace.

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Yumen Pass Military Fortress, School Martial Square.

Countless ink flags almost obscured the entire sky, and the hula and cheer continued to sound as the wind of the side plug flew fiercely. From a distance, it looks like a pure black scroll floating in the air with the wind.

Suddenly, accompanied by the fierce sound of the snare drum, a strong horn also resounded throughout the school martial arts square.

At this time, I suddenly heard a person singing loudly, and when the first sentence was sung, the three armies in the school martial arts square were singing in unison:

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son.

Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son.

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son.

Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the child.

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son.

Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son.

This is a war song that belongs exclusively to the soldiers of the Desolate Clan, which was created by a retired veteran of the Emperor Wu era for the Desolate Sergeant who was about to go on the expedition. Li Muran has heard it countless times in his life, but even if he is already familiar with it, at this time, the moment the song sounded, Li Muran still sang unconsciously in response.

"I didn't expect to meet again, it would be such a scene." Li Muran stroked the hilt of the sword at his waist and silently looked at the young man on the other end of the ring.

It was the young man who drew a knife to help him in the anti-bandit operation that day, and finally killed the bandit leader with drastic means. At this time, he was standing there with his eyes closed, holding the scabbard at his waist lightly with his left hand lightly. Quietly, motionless, standing at the other end of the ring, like a silent statue.

Li Muran stroked the saber on his waist again, it was the top ten famous swords of the Desolate Clan, and the second ranked Ming Vermilion Bird. The ancestors of the Sword Clan have used it to defeat many strong opponents and kill countless opponents.

Li Muran looked down at the military number on his chest again, which was clearly printed with "2827". In the Great Wilderness, there is such a clear rule that each soldier has a unique number. When that soldier retires or dies, the number is permanently sealed. It is not until his direct descendants join the army that the number is automatically activated and inherited.

"2827" is the military number once worn by the ancestors of his sword clan, and the 2827 military number has recorded countless outstanding military exploits, which is the supreme glory of the sword clan.

Li Muran recalled the great military exploits recorded on the 2828 military number, and at this time, these four numbers seemed to have great magic power, which made Li Muran's blood boil. At this moment, Li Muran suddenly felt as if his whole body was full of strength, and there seemed to be an extra burning flame in his body, as if he was about to vent it immediately.

This battle is not only about his future in the military department, but also to defend the myth and legend that the sword clan is undefeated.

When he looked at the opponent on the other end of the ring again, Li Muran's eyes were no longer admiration, but endless fighting spirit.

"Little man, no matter what this time, you must win!" Yan Rose in the audience looked worriedly at Wu Lu who was standing quietly in the ring.

Although this little man she loves only seems to regard her as a sister, not a lover.

He doesn't like me, it's his business. I like him, what does it matter to him.

Therefore, after learning that he was going to participate in the military academy competition today, she still suspended the operation of the Peace Hotel to cheer for him.

This kind of military academy is only once in five years, and it is only for the young and top geniuses in the army, and only the big people with the rank of major general or above are eligible to nominate and report to the outstanding geniuses under them.

There are many ways to be promoted in the military department of the barren tribe, some are promoted according to military merits, some are promoted by background, some are promoted by big people, and some are promoted normally. And this one is undoubtedly the quickest. This is also the military regulations specially set by Wu Zu for the youth of the desolate army.

At this time, Yan Rose on the seat clasped her hands together and prayed silently, because this was most likely the only chance for Wu Lu to be promoted quickly in his life and step on the powerful stage of the Desolate Clan's military department.

And a person like Wu Lu who doesn't have a strong background can't afford to lose, and once he misses it, there will be no future.

Therefore, Wu Wulu needs such an opportunity more than anyone else.