Zhao Fuxi immediately raised her head and looked at Wu Zhi.
"Wu Zhi, let's go rescue our father?"
Before Wu Zhi could speak, Zhao Fuzhi, who was quick-witted and unconventional, said something again, leaving Wu Zhi speechless but unable to refute.
"You have taken my princess's body, and you are my princess's consort."
"Then my father-in-law is also your father-in-law. As a son-in-law, you can't just ignore your father-in-law until death, right?"
Wu Zhi rolled his eyes directly.
The relationship between him and Zhao Ji was more than just a son-in-law and father-in-law relationship.
This old bastard hates himself to the core!
No matter what, Zhao Ji cannot be allowed to come back alive.
Wu Zhi thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, but before that, we must first solve the little trouble caused by Wanyan Jiliang."
Wu Zhi looked at He Tong and asked, "What is your master's name?"
He Tong was about to speak harshly but did not say anything, but Wu Zhi said again: "You are from the Liao Kingdom. The famous mage in the Liao Kingdom is He Chongbao. Your master is him, right?"
He Tong was shocked again: "You, how do you know?"
Wu Zhi sighed speechlessly, then turned around and left with the two girls, not bothering to pay attention to He Tong anymore.
As he walked, the soliloquy that made He Tong become more and more frightened kept coming.
"This He Chongbao is a master of warfare. He is good at martial arts and spells, and he also understands the art of war. Damn it, I had forgotten about him before."
"This old demon is a fierce man. It looks like he has to find Ruyunlong for help..."
At the same time, the Japanese country.
The once vibrant Turtle Village under Wu Zhi's management is now desolate.
On the day Wu Zhi and Shen Gui left, everything in the village collapsed.
And only Fujiwara Shoko is left, in a seemingly dilapidated seaside hut.
Fujiwara Shoko sat motionless for more than a month.
During this period, she only occasionally ate a little bit of the soup sent by Fujiwara Ishikai, but other than that, most of it remained intact.
Her eyes are sunken and her hair is snow-white.
At first glance, it looks like a ghost coming out of the underworld, which is scary.
For Fujiwara Shoko, what happened to the prince was like the end of the world.
Her sky completely collapsed at this moment.
Everything I did in the past was just for the prince.
But now that people have disappeared, no matter what they do, it doesn't matter.
All that is left is hatred for Wu Zhi.
However, Fujiwara Shoko also knew.
Even the prince is no match for Wu Zhi, so how can he kill Wu Zhi?
These days, she has been thinking about it.
However, it was like being stuck in a quagmire. No matter how much she thought about it, she just couldn't find a solution.
She knows better than anyone how cunning and treacherous Wu Zhi is!
And if she wants to kill Wu Zhi, she must take advantage of Wu Zhi's fatal weakness, lust!
Become the closest person to him, and then deal a fatal blow to Wu Zhi when his spirit is at his most relaxed!
However, such chances are slim.
Unless she can change her skin and change her body, Wu Zhi will see through it no matter how she hides it.
The more she couldn't find a way, the more she hated herself.
Why not kill Wu Zhi earlier?
If she had taken action earlier, even if she died in Wu Zhi's hands, it would have made the prince alert in advance and would not have killed him in a sneak attack by Wu Zhi.
Even if she died a thousand times, it wouldn't matter.
But the prince can’t!
In short, Fujiwara Shoko is getting deeper and deeper into trouble at this time.
The more she couldn't figure it out, the more she became confused.
At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew in from outside.
The door of the room was also opened. Fujiwara Shoko turned around suddenly and saw a man wearing a white robe standing behind him.