The crackling sound lasted for a long time, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore and rocks piercing the air.
The three people in the room had different thoughts.
Xuanyuan Jing was a little sour and confused.
Xiao Wanjun was confused and infatuated, her delicate body rising and falling full of sadness.
As for Zhao Wujiang, he was distracted, but not towards Xiao Wanjun.
His mind wandered far away, and he thought of the book "The Indestructible Power of Diamond" that Xiao Wanjun had given him as a gift.
Along the way, I have experienced many things, especially the recent long period of time, including the trip to Wangzhou, the trip to Lanzhou, and the trip to Bazong.
He encountered many things that he could not understand for the time being, like a pair of eyes watching him from the dark.
Especially during the trip to the Eight Sects, Pei Jingcheng's true purpose was exposed at the Sword Tomb on the way back and he started to seize his body.
If he hadn't been a time traveler, and the superposition of the two souls in his body would have made him extremely powerful, he would have probably stumbled upon his way back.
Looking back now, Pei Jingcheng was indeed powerful, but he was just one of the eyes hidden in the darkness.
Why was the Vajra Indestructible Magic, one of the most unique skills in the world, sent to Kyoto and handed over to a concubine in the harem for safekeeping?
Just because Xiao Wanjun is Xiao Yuanshan's daughter, Xiao Yuanshan handed the secret book of the Vajra Indestructible Magic into Xiao Wanjun's hands?
When Zhao Wujiang faced this explanation, it seemed reasonable when he thought about it. But after experiencing so many things, when he thought about it again, he always felt that someone had done it deliberately.
It's like someone is giving him experience, hoping that he will grow up quickly.
As for the purpose, it's either like Pei Jingcheng of Jianzhong, coveting him.
Or I hope he can do something when he grows up.
Zhao Wujiang was absent-minded and turned into a ruthless pile-driving machine. He did not notice that Xiao Wanjun's body suddenly tensed up, and then trembled like chaff and collapsed.
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Dawn.
The imperial edict is issued.
The Ministry of War quickly mobilized troops and generals, and Daxia officially launched a counterattack against the forces in southern Xinjiang.
Once the news came out, the government and the public were shocked.
Some ministers clapped their hands and applauded, thinking that Daxia should show the courage that belongs to Daxia. How dare you, a small southern barbarian country, to provoke me, Daxia?
Some ministers thought it was unwise. They believed that Daxia had been weak in recent years and should make good friends with surrounding forces and recuperate its strength. Fighting back in the face of provocation would waste people and money, and would not have the strength of a great country.
Some ministers are worried. Southern Xinjiang and Daxia have always been hostile, and there are records in the palace documents. The strength is definitely not comparable to that of the small countries in the Western Regions. Daxia will definitely suffer in the battle before the pass this year.
After the court meeting, there was a small court meeting between Xuanyuan Jing and several senior officials in the palace, which was in full swing in the imperial study room.
As for Zhao Wujiang, he was currently staying in the Xingqing Courtyard at the foot of the Imperial City.
Xingqingyuan was originally the residence of Xuanyuan Yuheng. After Xuanyuan Jing ascended the throne, Xuanyuan Jing moved out of Kyoto according to the law, and the residence became vacant.
Later, it was rewarded to Zhao Wujiang, and because of Xuanyuan Yuheng's murderous intentions, the house remained vacant for a while.
Now that Xuanyuan Yuheng was killed by Zhao Wujiang, this crisis came into contact.
This large vacant house was once again occupied by people, Su Huayi and Li Chanxi.
As for Hua Ruyu and Gu Nanyuan, because Wuya Pavilion is booming and has many affairs, they temporarily live in Wuya Pavilion in the south of the city.
The inner courtyard of Xingqingyuan is covered with bluestone slabs covered with white snow.
Zhao Wujiang was holding a plum branch he broke off from somewhere in his hand, squatting on the ground and drawing on the snow.
He is thinking.
When he was thinking, his hands always liked to do something, such as rubbing his fingers together.
The snow is covered with all kinds of strange things. In this huge summer, no one knows what they are.
But Zhao Wujiang knew that there were planes, cannons, aircraft carriers, and submarines...
This battle of Daxia's first attack made Zhao Wujiang a little worried. The strength of Southern Xinjiang was recorded in the Secretariat. He was thinking of how to fight against Southern Xinjiang.
There are martial arts, voodoo techniques, and even mysterious Taoism in this world, but the social environment is somewhat like that of the Tang Dynasty.
He scratched his head, sighed, stood up, and smeared the snow with his feet.
