Zhao Wujiang did not withdraw his hand, but pinched it again and explained with a smile:

"I'm thinking about something..."

The girl obviously didn't believe Zhao Wujiang's crappy excuse. Her pretty face was flushed and angry, and she had a unique charm.

"You looked so beautiful when you frowned and bite a few strands of hair." Zhao Wujiang raised his sword eyebrows lightly.

Recalling the scene when he clasped his hands with Zhao Wujiang and endured pain and joy, the girl was a little embarrassed and her cheeks were dyed more rosy.

She wanted to break free from Zhao Wujiang's arms, but no matter how shaking her delicate body and bright silver hair were, she couldn't break free.

She found that the more she shook, the more tough something Zhao Wujiang was in, so she was helpless and deflated and stopped struggling, but changed the topic:

"You came out of the Great Xia pass, are you here to search for intelligence?"

"Yes." Zhao Wujiang nodded and spoke bluntly.

"Then why don't you cover up your whereabouts?" The girl complained, how could there be such a spy who is so openly looking for intelligence?

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Wujiang smiled gently, his tone was inadvertently domineering:

"The best way to cover up my whereabouts is to solve all those who know my whereabouts."

"Then...why do you want to save me? Wouldn't it be easier to kill me or let me be taken back by the people from the Golden Tent Royal Court?"

The girl's water blue eyes flashed and her red lips were slightly pursed.

Zhao Wujiang looked at himself with a little messy silver hair from the Fushun girl, and said with a smile:

“There are many solutions.

It is compassion to save you, and it is also necessary to help me understand the grassland royal court.

As for killing you? I've killed you so hard that my branches trembled."

The girl's cheeks were a little blushing, and she snorted:

"I won't sell the grassland for you..."

"It's not a betrayal." Zhao Wujiang shook his head and patiently lobbyed:

"Your Jade Treasure Royal Court does not want war, nor does our Daxia want it.

Once a war breaks out, there may not be winners in the end, but losers will definitely be losers.

The people of both sides will fall into a worried and turbulent life.

I am from the Daxia Dynasty. I want to know more about the grassland royal court, but I just hope that if a war breaks out, it will increase our chances of victory.

And if we can use this to sign certain covenants or create peace, it is naturally the best.

Now your Jade Court and the Golden Court have civil strife. For me, you only need to solve the Golden Court, and then many problems will be solved."

The little princess Guli Keli from the Jade Tent Court sighed and frowned:

"The gold account will never stop the war."

"Why?" Zhao Wujiang asked:

"If the power of your Jade Tent Royal Court is lacking, if they have a war with our Daxia, their chances of victory will be much lower."

The girl opened her mouth, and it was a little embarrassed that the secrets of the Golden Treasure Royal Court and even the entire grassland were related. She didn't know how to explain to Zhao Wujiang.

"It's okay." Zhao Wujiang was understanding, smiled gently, and then changed his mind:

"Our spies will bring the news back."

The girl was silent. If she could know the secret of the Golden Treasure Royal Court, then maybe others would know it. Even if she didn't tell Zhao Wujiang, Zhao Wujiang should have learned it from other people, right?

After all, Zhao Wujiang is able to leave the seclusion alone, and his status in Jubei City, Daxia is definitely not ordinary. It should be extremely simple and easy to know some secrets.

The girl thought about it for a while and asked:

"Zhao Wujiang, what do you think is the significance of this war for our grassland or simply for the Golden Tent Royal Court?"

"Escaping, resources." Zhao Wujiang blurted out, which was the most basic purpose of war between most countries.

The girl shook her head slowly, with a serious expression, and she slowly uttered two words:

"Wolf God."

"Wolf God?" Zhao Wujiang frowned:

"What is a leader's name?"

The girl shook her head slowly again:

"Yes, it's not right. The Wolf God is a good leader, but he should be called the Lord.

He ruled the grassland, even though...
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