What made Wu Zheng feel strange was that Su Xiaomei was not in a hurry to pick up the small snakeskin bag that was hung on her chest and stored close to her, containing the mysterious Sinan Che's energy source, her parents' unique letter, and the small snakeskin bag engraved with half of the gold leaf of the "Huang Ting Jing" in the dust handle of Wuyue Dao.

"Is it that Su Xiaomei doesn't know, or is she and the forces behind her not here for this?"

Wu Zheng couldn't figure out what else he could covet besides the mysterious Sinan Che energy source? Could it be for the martial arts secrets of "Lingxiao Nine Styles" and "Lingyun Footwork"?

As for where Su Xiaomei was going with her, Wu Zheng, who closed his eyes, simply didn't care. Instead, ******** began to meditate on Lingyun's footwork, trying to recover the true qi in his body as soon as possible, and try to see if he could break through the Jizhong acupoint that was spotted.

For a long time, Wu Zheng has not had time to recover his strength and true qi, and now it can be said that it is a rare opportunity. If you can't break through the Jizhong acupoint, then you can only be at the mercy of others.

At this time, Wu Zheng's frustration in his heart can be imagined.

Wu Zheng stopped speaking for a while, and Su Xiaomei, who was holding him and was speeding on the snow, did not speak again. can feel from Su Xiaomei's travel speed, her heart is not calm at this time, she should be very nervous.

After about half an hour, Su Xiaomei's breathing became shorter and shorter, and her chest rose and fell sharply. But his footsteps did not slow down in the slightest, and he continued to move rapidly on the snow.

Finally, after another quarter of an hour or so, Su Xiaomei stopped, and Wu Zheng's ears also heard the gurgling sound of the river water stirring when the oars were rowing. When I opened my eyes, I saw a small boat trying to stop on the unfrozen river in the center of the canal.

Obviously, because she was holding Wu Zheng in her arms, she was worried that the weight of the two of them would be too great and the ice on the river would be unbearable, so Su Xiaomei tried her best to lower her voice and said to the people on the boat:

"Stick the oars over. ”

When the oars were laid flat on the ice, Su Xiaomei held Wu Zheng and carefully stepped on it, and finally boarded the boat.

Then he said to the people on the boat:

"Turn around right away, be quick. ”

"Got it?"

It's a middle-aged man in his forties, five big and three thick, and at first glance he looks like the kind of person who has a lot of strength.

Su Xiaomei just snorted at Wu Zheng in her arms, and then gently put Wu Zheng into the small cabin. At the same time, he squeezed in, and reached out to pull the only quilt in the cabin over the two of them.

The bodies lean on each other and each can feel each other's body temperature. Wu Zheng, who was sealed in the middle of the acupoint, couldn't move, and Su Xiaomei's originally soft skin beside her was tense at this time, showing the tension in her heart.

And the man, who was in his early forties, did not say a word, but lowered his head and paddled the oars vigorously, and the boat flew like a fly in the narrow channel in the center of the canal, which was not yet frozen.

It wasn't until the boat went south for more than an hour, almost sixty or seventy miles, that Su Xiaomei's tense muscles gradually relaxed.

She didn't speak for a long time, but she also spoke again.

"Does Wu Gongzi have a lot to ask the slave family? ”

Hearing this, Wu Zheng simply closed his eyes again. Heart, if you want to say it, you can say it, now that she is a fish on someone's chopping board, Wu Zheng knows that it is impossible to get out of the current predicament with rhetoric.

"The slave's original surname is Zhai, formerly known as Zhai Suli, born in the Taihang faction, and his father is Zhai Wenyun, the former head of the Taihang faction. ”

Wu Zheng didn't expect Su Xiaomei to report to her home, and when she heard this, Wu Zheng faintly understood. He didn't interrupt the other party, but pricked up his ears and continued to listen.

"My father disappeared suddenly a few years ago, and I haven't seen anyone alive or dead, and by chance, I learned from a guest that Wu Gongzi would know a swordsmanship, which was the "Nine Styles of Lingxiao" that my father inadvertently obtained. Therefore, the slave family has not done anything all these years, and has been quietly searching for Wu Gongzi's whereabouts. ”

This is not right, why did the daughter of the head of the dignified Taihang faction fall into the dust, become the owner of the painting boat, and start the business of ushering in the send-off, and still have to be incognito?

Presumably Wu Gongzi will wonder why the slave family would become a woman in the dust incognito, it's not that the slave family doesn't want to say it, but there are too many hidden secrets, and they can't be explained clearly for a while. ”

Xu wanted to see the expression on Wu Zheng's face, Su Xiaomei, or Zhai Suli, lowered her head, regardless of the beautiful scenery exposed in the broken neckline on her chest, and looked directly into Wu Zheng's eyes through the faint snow light and continued:

"Speaking of which, presumably Wu Gongzi should know the intentions of the slave family, right?"

"Who did you hear mention the sword technique of the "Lingxiao Nine Styles" in the next meeting?"

"Does it matter?"

Although Wu Zheng didn't speak, he gave Zhai Suli an affirmative look.

"Wu Gan. ”

Ha, it's Wu Gan again.

"Does he know who you really are?"

"Perhaps. At first, the slave family was not sure, but as they learned more and more about Wu Gongzi's affairs, they slowly felt that Wu Gan should have the intention to leak the news to the slave family. ”

"Have you seen Luo Jiutian?"

"Of course, Luo Jiutian was originally a closed disciple of his father. ”

"What about Wu Jizong?"

"I've heard of this person, but it's also because the guest has said a word or two when talking about Wu Gongzi's deeds, but he has never seen this person. ”

Thinking of the tacit cooperation between the two when they were besieged by Luo Jiutian and Wu Jizong in the underwater secret passage of Water Snake Bay on April 18, Wu Zheng once guessed whether the two would be brothers. Hearing Zhai Suli say this, I knew that it should be a misunderstanding.

"Will you pay such a price for Wu Gan's words?"

Thinking about what Zhai Suli did tonight, she did not hesitate to use bitter tactics, was beaten by Liu Shiqing, and even lost the Sun Moon Boat that she relied on for a living. Moreover, Wu Zheng couldn't believe that Zhai Suli in front of him alone could lay out such a meticulous and perfect plan.

"What if you add Senior Brother Luo to testify?"

Luo Jiutian and Wu Gan have long been in collusion, so why bother to pretend that one is unintentional and the other testifies?

"Where are the two of them now?"

"The two of them, does Wu Gongzi mean Senior Brother Luo and Wu Gan? How could two people who didn't know each other be together?"

If he didn't even know this, then Wu Zheng was completely sure that tonight's plan to set one ring after another was definitely not formulated by Su Xiaomei or Zhai Suli in front of him.

"How did you know my whereabouts?"

"It's not about the slave family. The slave family has long known that Liu Taishi has always coveted something on Wu Gongzi, and the drunken Xi Shi Jin'er's sister is Liu Taishi's person. Therefore, as long as you follow them, you will definitely be able to find Wu Gongzi. ”

As she spoke, Zhai Suli deliberately stretched out her right index finger and lightly tapped it on Wu Zheng's forehead. There was also a smug and seductive smile on his face. Looking at her intimate movements, where it looks like an enemy or me, it is like a flirting couple. (To be continued.) )