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Chapter 1750 Wu Zhi, you rascal

While Wu Zhi was being chased by Leng Wushuang, the news that Wanyan Wudi led his bodyguard regiment and rushed back to the court also reached the ears of King Jin.

King Jin sat quietly in the courtyard of a private house in Jeju.

His fingers, as white as a woman's, tapped lightly on the table.

"Du."

"Du."

"Du."

There were two people kneeling next to him. Interestingly, these two people were not wearing black clothes like the other men.

Their clothes showed a dark green color. If these two people jumped into the woods, they would probably be invisible in a blink of an eye.

King Jin pondered for a moment, as if talking to himself or to the two people next to him.

"I didn't expect this Wu Zhi to be so cunning and cunning!"

"Even a veteran like Wanyan Wudi was deceived by him!"

"However, the Crown Prince is far-sighted and has calculated correctly a long time ago that Wanyan Wudi is extremely likely to be repulsed by people from the martial arts world in the Central Plains, so he has prepared a backup plan."

Whenever he talks about the prince, the King of Jin will have a look of admiration in his eyes.

As if he was the so-called "little fanboy" of the prince.

"This time the Jin army went south, it can be said that it used all the strength of the country, with the intention of capturing the entire Shandong Province, and then attacking the city of Tokyo from the west."

"From then on, half of the Song Dynasty was firmly in the hands of the Jin Kingdom."

"And Wu Zhi's move almost ruined His Highness the Crown Prince's plan!"

"The two of you will immediately take these two letters to Fang La in the south and the chief lord of Tubo."

"Tell them that the time has come and what they want is right in front of them. If they don't take action, they will be robbed by others!"

"yes!"

The two of them respectfully took the two letters from the table and then bounced them off the ground.

In just a few steps, the person quickly disappeared from King Jin's sight.

If Wu Zhi were here at this time, he would definitely be surprised.

Because these two people actually used March 3rd!

Although their use of March 3rd is not as abnormal as Wu Zhi's.

But it has also reached a considerable level of proficiency, which has obviously been practiced since childhood.

King Jin stood up slowly.

He casually ascended towards a small artificial pond nearby, and saw no reaction from his fingers. From the bottom of the crystal clear pond, a pebble the size of a walnut was sucked up.

He used two fingers to gently hold it in his hand and put it in front of his eyes.

He looked at the pebbles and muttered lightly.

"Wu Zhi, is he really an unexpected person?"

"It looks like it's time to be more careful in dealing with you!"

After saying that, with just a "click!", the stone in King Jin's hand turned into a pink chestnut and quickly dissipated.

Zhenshui Villa.

"Wu Zhi, Wu Zhi!"

In the small courtyard where Wu Zhi was alone, Zhao Fuzi's urgent voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as Zhao Fuxi heard Wu Zhi's return, she immediately rushed into Wu Zhi's courtyard with a pile of messy-looking papers.

With a "Bang!", Zhao Fuzhen kicked the door open.

As a result, as soon as she rushed in, she heard a scream!

"ah!"

The next second, Zhao Fuxi ran out from inside, covering her eyes.

She stood outside the door, her back to the door.

While being shy, he even cursed at Wu Zhi.

"You stinky scoundrel! It's daytime today, why are you taking off your clothes!?"

As a result, Wu Zhijing was seen walking out with his upper body naked, showing muscles as sharp as rocks.

At this time, two palm prints appeared on Wu Zhi's body. One of the palm prints was burnt black, and it looked like someone had used a large soldering iron to burn it.

The other piece is a forest white, and the palm print is obviously much smaller and slender.

It's obviously a woman's handprint.


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