"Where are they now?" Ji Bochang asked in a deep voice, somewhat impatiently.
"Zhao Wujiang, that is, Zhao Wuxu, took Gu Nanyuan from Butian Pavilion to the 31st level of Daolian, probably to the territory of the Scarlet Blood Wolf King."
Congratulations to the deceased:
"Then Zhao Wuliang, some people from the Qingqiu Fox Clan, and Li Chunjun are in the 14th Dao Lotus Heaven!"
"Okay, okay..." Ji Bochang smiled more:
"Very good, rush to the 14th level immediately and capture Zhao Wuliang first. Then it will be useless for Zhao Wuyang to hide in the 31st level Dao Liantian!
With Zhao Wuliang threatening him, it is absolutely impossible for Zhao Wuyang to refuse to save him! "
"Your Highness is wise!" the dead man complimented.
"Get up now!" Ji Bochang said in a deep voice.
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Zhao Wujiang's swordsmanship is ever-changing.
Stab, pick, poke, spin, turn, pump...
etc.
Gu Nanyuan's eyes were shining brightly, and she begged for mercy, saying that she didn't want to learn anymore.
But every time Zhao Wujiang stopped teaching, she would pester him and say that she wanted to study hard.
Moves come out frequently.
A set of combo punches.
Stealing skills and skills.
Giant tongue whipping.
The grip of immortality.
Growing like crazy.
Phase rush.
Dragon Crash.
Fatal rhythm.
An outpouring of energy.
A perfect ending.
withered.
Calm and relaxed.
Repeat the old trick.
Repeat the old trick.
Repeat the old trick.
The old skill is heavy...it can't be used.
Maybe he killed a lot of enemies, maybe he was too tired.
Zhao Wujiang fell asleep unconsciously.
He had another dream.
This is a long dream, a somewhat familiar dream.
He dreamed that his matchmaker was marrying the empress Xuanyuan Jing.
Eight large sedans were carried, thousands of people greeted them, and the seats were filled with distinguished friends.
He seems to have seen it everywhere.
Jing'er was wearing clothes as red as the clouds and tied with a belt.
It seems that it’s the wedding night again.
Jing'er untied her hair tie, her black hair was like a waterfall. At this moment, the night elf-like woman was like the mist covered by the sunset, beautiful and hot.
This fiery red dress set off Jing'er's figure extremely well. The exquisite curves outlined an indescribable grace. It was as red as the morning glow reflecting the snow, as red as the sunset reflecting the water. It was so majestic that it turned Jing'er's face red. The eyes of two people.
He heard a prayer to heaven and earth, and he remembered the first time they met, you threatened me, and I threatened you.
He heard the second bow in the high hall, and seemed to hear the sigh of the third uncle's spirit in heaven.
He heard the couple bowing to each other. He and Jing'er were kneeling opposite each other, with each other in their eyes. Their affection was endless, and the past was like a torrential rain.
The two of them bowed to each other and made a lifelong vow, leaving only a man and a woman alone in Nuo Da's Yangxin Hall.
He and Jing'er sat on the edge of the bed, holding each other's hands, but the warmth in their palms was burning each other, getting hotter and hotter.
Neither of them spoke.
He felt something was wrong. He seemed to have encountered a similar scene somewhere. He couldn't tell, and he was a little panicked for some reason.
The bridal chamber was small and the candlelight was a bit cold. Jing'er was wearing a bright red wedding dress and said softly:
"Wujiang, I feel like I'm having a dream in front of flowers and under the moon at this moment."
He gently held Jing'er's waist with his hands and said somewhat dullly:
"yes."
Jing'er was shy, and suddenly the door of Yangxin Hall was knocked open.
"boom!"
The intruder had his face covered.
He couldn't see clearly the face of the visitor.
The visitor was wearing a black robe and suddenly threw a spear.
The spear penetrated Jing'er's chest, and the fiery red wedding dress was stained with sticky blood.
"No!"
He opened it suddenly.
Breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately it was just a dream.
But soon, he reacted.
He is already a venerable person and usually does not dream.
A sudden dream is definitely a sign.
He stood up, put on his robe, gave instructions to Gu Nanyuan and Xiaobai, and rushed towards the 14th level Dao Lotian.
Li Chunjun practiced swordsmanship there.
Linlang and Jing'er were both in the Fourteenth Level of Dao Lotus Heaven.
