Zhao Zhijing, who was dressed in white and had been stained red with blood, held the Purple Emperor Sword with crystal blood beads dripping down at this time, and walked forward slowly. Sweeping his eyes at the bats and his subordinates who had been killed by themselves at this time, the ground at this time was already filled with the corpses of these people and war horses.

In front of Zhao Zhijing's eyes was a red ground, and there were several oil-soaked torches still burning. Zhao Zhijing's eyes swept over the Wang Wu family, who were a little frightened at this time, and said to Wang Wu with a smile: "Brother Wang, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for these people's corpses to be left here, what good way does Brother Wang have to deal with these corpses?"

As soon as Wang Wu heard Zhao Zhijing's words, he saw Zhao Zhijing smiling at this time, although he was smiling at this time, drops of crystal blood dripped from Zhao Zhijing's hair, dyeing his face like a crown of jade.

At this time, Zhao Zhijing was like a smiling demon in the eyes of Wei Wang Wu, his body trembled involuntarily when he heard the question, swallowed the saliva in his mouth and said: "Zhao Gongzi, it is really inappropriate to put the corpses of these people here, there are still some flammable tung oil in the cold house, I will go and take out the tung oil and burn these people, so that they will not be exposed to the wilderness." ”

After listening to Wang Wu's words, Zhao Zhijing nodded and said, "You will trouble Brother Wang, and when you are a little tired, you will go back to rest." With that, he clasped his fists at Wang Wu and the others, and walked towards the well next to the hut.

Wang Wu, who was on the side, saw that Zhao Zhijing didn't say anything else, so he walked quickly to the middle of the house, where to go to the tung oil in the house, and his wife and daughter still looked at Zhao Zhijing who had walked a few steps in surprise at this time.

Zhao Zhijing stuck his Purple Emperor Sword beside him, threw the heavy wooden barrel into the well, and a bucket of clear well water was beaten up by Zhao Zhijing. As soon as he stretched out his hands into the bucket, the clear well water was picked up and poured on Zhao Zhijing's bloodstained face at this time. Zhao Zhijing washed his face, then poured the well water in the bucket on his body, and after a few buckets, Zhao Zhijing's bright red blood stains were washed away.

Zhao Zhijing pulled up the Purple Emperor Sword that was inserted on the side, and carefully poured clear well water on the sword body without a trace of blood at this time, as if stroking his lover, washing every stain on the Purple Emperor Sword.

The domineering and abnormal Guiru True Qi in Zhao Zhijing's body operated instantly, and the Guiru True Qi that was originally Yin and Yang stood together was like the scorching sun of summer under the urging of Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing turned into a burning furnace, white mist rose from Zhao Zhijing's body, and when a fire was ignited in the forest, Zhao Zhijing's robe returned to its previous white at this time, and a dry robe did not carry a trace of water.

The Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand shook, and crystal droplets of water slipped from the purple sword body and dripped onto the ground, splashing beautiful splashes.

There was a crisp sound of "bell", and the Purple Emperor Sword that had slaughtered everyone before had returned to its sheath at this time, and the simple long sword looked so elegant, who would have thought that it was this simple long sword that was slaughtering lives before.

Zhao Zhijing swept the pillar of fire burning in front of him at this time, and the pillar of fire that opened to the sky reflected the sky red, fortunately Wang Wu avoided the fire that the hut had just lit, otherwise he would have thought that this hut in the remote mountain forest would have turned into ashes at this time.

Zhao Zhijing walked towards Wang Wu and the three of them step by step, and saluted the three of them with a fist: "Little brother is going to rest, and there will be trouble for Brother Wang here." After that, he looked at Wang Wu's wife and his daughter Wang Ruoxi, who had already restrained the look of surprise on their faces at this time, and said: "Sister-in-law and Brother Wang are probably choked by these people, so let's rest early!"

After saying that, Zhao Zhijing clasped his fists at the three of them, and walked towards the hut with a smile on his face.

The morning sun had risen, and wisps of golden light sprinkled through the forest, if it weren't for the fact that the forest at this time could still see the traces of last night's burn and the strong smell of blood wafting from the nose, as if everything last night was just a dream.

With a "creak", the door of the room where Zhao Zhijing was located was opened, and Zhao Zhijing, dressed in a white robe and a sheathed Purple Emperor Sword at his waist, slowly stepped out of the door.

At this time, the three members of Wang Wu's family had already walked out of the house, and they saw their somewhat tired faces at this time. Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but think that after last night's experience, only the four people in this room could sleep with peace of mind, and Wang Wu and the three of them wanted to spend the whole night in insomnia!

In the forest, Zhao Zhijing and Wang Wu sat opposite each other, Zhao Zhijing and Wang Wu lifted a thick bowl in front of them, and took a sip of tea floating from the bowl at this time.

Wang Wu saw that Zhao Zhijing beside him was still so calm, without a trace of anxiety. And as the master, his heart is so uneasy at this time. Zhao Zhijing's jade-like face was reflected in his eyes, Wang Wu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said slowly: "I think Brother Zhao already knows in his heart who sent those dead soldiers last night!"

Zhao Zhijing nodded slightly, and Wang Wu continued: "In Xia Wang Wu, he was originally the second master of Perak Village, and he didn't want the old village owner to be killed by bats, and the brothers who disobeyed the bats in the village had been killed by him, and the remaining brothers had taken refuge in the Jin Kingdom under the leadership of bats. In the next fight, he also fought to the death, and escaped from the clutches of the bat with his wife and children. ”

The corner of Wang Wu's eyes swept and saw that Zhao Zhijing was listening carefully to what he was telling at this time, so he cleared his throat and continued: "Speaking of which, I would like to thank Brother Zhao for saving his life, if it weren't for my brother pulling out a knife to help me yesterday, I think my family would have been caught by bats." ”

After saying that, he hugged his fist at Zhao Zhijing slightly, and Zhao Zhijing hurriedly helped Wang Wu up and said, "Brother Wang, you are too polite, but I don't know what Brother Wang's plans are in the future?"

As soon as Wang Wu heard Zhao Zhijing's words, a trace of silence flashed on his face, and he thought in his heart: "I am already a family person, although I have also done my part for the suffering people in this world, but those brothers who have this idea with him are already the souls of others, where will I go?"

Zhao Zhijing glanced at Wang Wu, who was full of silence at this time, and thought of the few thunderbolts the size of a baby's fist that he had seen in the hut before, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "It seems that Wang Wu is still a rare technical talent, and he was born in Perak Village, so he should be particularly familiar with gunpowder, if such a talent can be subdued under my command, maybe he and the disciples of the General Altar Huoxing Banner will study gunpowder together, and the power of gunpowder can be greatly increased!"