Gu Han's face was shocked for a moment, and soon turned into comfort, appreciation and emotion, and there was also a touch of unconcealed regret. He did not directly answer Zhao Wujiang's question, but put his right hand on his shoulder and bowed slightly to Zhao Wujiang:

"I, Gu Han, will remember this kindness."

Zhao Wujiang smiled casually, without any depressed expression, and returned the gift to Gu Han.

When he asked this question, he was not called Wang, not Senior Gu Han, but Keli's father.

He used this kindness to make Gu Han answer his question.

Gu Han did not answer openly, but Xie En told him the answer indirectly.

The answer is no.

He Zhao Wujiang had no so-called vitality.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was now, and there was no ups and downs, but there was a slight turbulence in his heart. Maybe something was brewing at the bottom of the sea, so it was unknown.

He stood up and clasped his fists again, trying to leave the tent.

As for the question he originally wanted to ask about the war between Daxia and the grassland, he also had an answer in his mind.

War is inevitable!

There must be a transaction between the clay Buddha in Daxia and the wolf god in the grassland. No matter how much peace-loving the tribe members in the Jade Pont will not stop this transaction between the two gods.

Whether it is really necessary for the blood of the people of Daxia to awaken the wolf god or there are other secrets, it is not that important to Zhao Wujiang.

He also confirmed his speculation that the comprehensive battle situation that Daxia will face is not the superficial contradictions and invasions between countries, but someone is guiding them.

There should be many people who know the truth.

The high priest and king of the grassland, the wolf god...

Many top powerhouses in the Great Xia River, such as the Dao Shou of the Human Sect, the Dao Shou of the Di Zong, the Sword Master of the Sword Tomb, or there are others.

The ancestor immortals in southern Xinjiang, the so-called Gu god, or some masters in southern Xinjiang...

Even the countries in the Western Regions and some small countries outside the East China Sea...

The truth of silence was silent... Zhao Wujiang didn't even know who the real enemy was.

But it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter, he will take action!

Whoever is enemies of him will kill him!

No matter if you are the leader of a sect or a god overlooking the world!

Since the head of the Renzong Taoist priest 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 tent and took a deep breath, and the air on the grassland

Fresh, especially at night, there is a touch of tranquility in the freshness.

The high priest probably hasn't been asleep yet, so I'll go to sleep with her.

Zhao Wujiang had gentle eyebrows, calm clouds and wind, as if he was not upset in everything, and his steps were gentle and fast, heading towards the ancestral palace.

Now that things have come to this point, let's go to bed first.

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Sleep? What to sleep?

How can you sleep at your age?

I have to say that young people are just angry.

Zhao Wujiang arrived at the ancestral palace and rushed directly towards the high priest.

He said something strange.

What a monster, I want you to help me practice!

What is the most unretainable thing in the world, I will hold on to the priest.

The high priest was wearing a red dress, and when he took off his dress, he even ignited the desire of the two of them.

Rolling around on the bed, you pound the medicine and I whispered, I picked lotus and came to support you with an umbrella.

Xu hour.

The hour of Hai.

Two hours later, the two of them sang softly, and they were in love with each other, and they were confused and didn't know what heaven and earth were.

Mid-time.

When ugly.

Yin hour.

Zhao Wujiang was not good enough, so the high priest took the initiative to take over the stick.

Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, the sky is about to be bright, and the peony flowers are wet.

The high priest also collapsed and was unable to do so, so he had to let Zhao Wujiang kill all directions and gallop across her territory.

Chen, Si and Wu, the sky is bright and the sun shines three o'clock.

And the high priest of Zhao Sangan heard Zhao Wujiang say that he was hungry and wanted to go to have a meal.

When Zhao Wujiang just stood up, the high priest pulled him back with a delicate hand and said in a sweet voice:

"Eat me."

Zhao Wujiang, who had not yet had a good rest, agreed reluctantly.

But even though he didn't eat, he was very strong and he remembered the critical strike, causing the fallen flowers to flow.

Until dark.
Chapter completed!