Gu Han's face was horrified for a moment, but soon turned into relief, appreciation and emotion, as well as a touch of undisguised regret. He did not answer Zhao Wujiang's question directly, but put his right hand on his shoulder and bowed slightly towards Zhao Wujiang:
"I, Gu Han, will remember this kindness."
Zhao Wujiang smiled casually, without any sign of dejection, and returned the greeting to Gu Han.
When he asked this question, he didn't call him Wang or Senior Guhan, but Keli's father.
He used this kindness as a coercion to get Gu Han to answer his question.
Gu Han did not answer directly, but Xie En told him the answer sideways.
The answer is no.
He, Zhao Wujiang, has no so-called vitality.
He didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling now. There weren't too many ups and downs of emotions, but there was a trace of waves in his heart. Maybe there was something brewing under the sea, but he didn't know.
He stood up and clasped his fists again to leave the king's tent.
As for the question he originally wanted to ask about the war between Daxia and the grassland, he also had the answer in his mind.
War is inevitable!
There must be a deal between the Clay Bodhisattva of Great Xia and the Wolf God of the Grassland. No matter how peace-loving the Yuzhang people are, they cannot stop the deal between the two gods.
Whether the blood of the people of Daxia is really needed to awaken the Wolf God, or there are other secrets, it is not that important to Zhao Wujiang.
He also confirmed his guess that the all-out war that Great Xia will face is not a superficial conflict and aggression between countries, but someone is guiding it.
There should be quite a few people who know the truth.
The high priest and king of the grassland, the wolf god...
There are many top powerhouses in the Daxia world, such as the Taoist leader of the Human Sect, the Taoist leader of the Earth Sect and the Tian Sect, the sword master of the Sword Tomb, and others.
The ancestors of Southern Xinjiang, the so-called Gu Gods, or some masters of Southern Xinjiang...
Even the countries in the Western Regions and some small countries outside the East China Sea...
The silent truth is kept silent...Zhao Wujiang doesn't even know who the real enemy is.
But not important.
It doesn't matter, he will take action!
He will kill anyone who is his enemy!
No matter you are the leader of a faction or a god overlooking the world!
Since the Taoist Divine Operator of the Human Sect knows the truth and is even guiding me to find him, then I will go and see what is going on... Zhao Wujiang walked out of the king's tent and took a deep breath, the air of the grassland Fresh, especially at night, there is a touch of tranquility in the freshness.
The high priest probably hasn't gone to bed yet, so I'll go sleep with her.
Zhao Wujiang's brows were gentle, and the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle. He seemed to be untroubled by everything, and walked towards the ancestral palace with light and brisk steps.
That's it for now, go to bed first.
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sleep? What to sleep on?
How do you manage to sleep at your age?
It has to be said that young people are very angry.
Zhao Wujiang arrived at the Ancestral Palace and rushed directly to the high priest in a hurry.
He said some strange things.
What a monster, I want you to help me practice!
What is most unbearable in this world, I will withstand it as the priest is above me.
The high priest was dressed in red, and when he took off his dress, it ignited the desire of both of them.
Rolling around on the bed, you pounded medicine while I cooed, and I picked lotuses for you to use as an umbrella.
Xu Shi.
Haishi.
For two hours, the two of them sang softly, loving each other and loving each other, not knowing what the world was like.
Zishi.
Ugly time.
Yin Shi.
Zhao Wujiang was unable to do anything, so the high priest took the initiative to take over.
Zi Chou Yin Mao, the sky is about to become clear, and the peonies are wet.
The high priest also became paralyzed, unable to do anything, and had no choice but to let Zhao Wujiang kill all directions and gallop through her territory.
At noon in the morning, the sky was bright and the sun was shining three poles.
And the high priest of Zhao Sangan heard Zhao Wujiang say that he was hungry and wanted to eat.
When Zhao Wujiang just stood up, the high priest pulled him back with his slender hands and said softly:
"eat me."
Zhao Wujiang, who had not had a good rest, reluctantly agreed.
But even though he hadn't eaten yet, he was so powerful that he hit a critical blow, causing the flowers to fall and water to fall.
Until dark.
Without stopping day and night, the two of them climbed up steadily, especially Zhao Wujiang, who was only one step away from the heavenly level.
