[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

Nan Xing squatted on the ground with his sword in his arms, the two people behind him had been tired for half a day, and they still haven't discussed the reason yet.

Nan Xing sighed, feeling that she was superfluous.

Expressionlessly fiddled with the floating water in front of him until his fingers became numb, Zhao Ning and Zhan Zhao were still talking, Nan Xing shook his stiff neck, and kindly reminded: "Princess, let's not Let's talk about marriage, can we talk about it after getting out of the gossip circle?"

Zhao Ning blushed, pulled Zhan Zhao, and said hello.

Zhan Zhao has ambitions in her heart, so she can't let him be that heroic and short-tempered person. Zhao Jue's move is just to lure Zhan Zhao to his death. No one knows whether there are immortal grass in it, only the person who set up the scheme will know. .

Zhan Zhao insisted on going inside to find out, so Zhao Ning said, "I have a method that doesn't require you to take risks, but also finds the immortal grass."

Zhan Zhao pondered for a while, then asked, "What method?"

Zhao Ning said: "Do you still remember the conversation between Xiaoyu and Xinghua that we heard in the bamboo forest that day?"

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "I remember."

"what do you mean,"

Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Ning with a frown, and said slowly, "Just plan?"

"good."

Zhao Ning pulled Zhan Zhao, while discerning the sky, squinting at the thick fog around him.

"Zhao Jue is not someone who can stay under others for a long time. In my opinion, he has three plans for releasing the news of the immortal grass."

"The first is to seek Xiaoyu to cooperate with him. He is a vassal king and cannot come to Beijing without an edict. At that time, he wooed Xiaoyu and the grand master, which shows his wolfish ambition."

Zhao Ning recalled Zhao Jue's rebellion in the last life, and continued: "But what he didn't expect was that Xiao Yu was unwilling to cooperate with him, so he changed his strategy and used immortal grass to lure Xiao Yu to his death. The grass not only attracted Xiao Yu, but also attracted you."

Zhao Ning looked up at Zhan Zhao, his face full of tenderness: "This immortal grass can kill three birds with one stone, except for Xiao Yu, who cut off Lord Bao's left and right arms."

Zhao Ning smiled and said, "You can use the immortal grass to contain the father."

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly. He was upright and upright all his life, and never did anything to hurt others behind his back. This was the case in Jianghu, and it was the same in the officialdom. He despised the intrigue in the officialdom.

Zhao Ning knew that he didn't like it, so he didn't say much, hooked his fingers, and said: "It's impolite to come and not to go. If I don't give him a big gift, wouldn't it be too rude?"

Zhan Zhao looked down, Zhao Ning was still the Zhao Ning he was familiar with, but the brilliance in his eyes made him feel very strange.

People who were born in the royal family all have a seven-aperture exquisite heart.

Zhan Zhao held her hand, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's better to discuss this matter with Mr. Bao first."

"I know how to measure."

Zhao Ning smiled and said, "Let's go out and talk about it first."

Pang Yu had already been sent out of the Bagua Forum by her. As for where he was sent, if nothing else happened, it should be the Donghua Gate, and he could go out along the Donghua Gate.

With the change of time and scene, the dense fog gradually thinned, Zhao Ning led Zhan Zhao Nanxing, and finally came out of the eight trigrams formation.

The goal of entering is a huge gatehouse, on which is written Xihuamen, and under Xihuamen stands a stone tablet about several feet high, with vigorous writing on the stone tablet:

Follow the sky and set the pole.

Zhan Zhao was startled, turned to look at Zhao Ning, and asked, "Isn't it the mausoleum?"

Zhao Ning didn't answer him, but asked: "How much of your martial arts has recovered now?"

Zhan Zhao didn't know what her intention was, but he answered honestly: "[-]%."

He didn't rest for three days and three nights. If it was someone else, he would have collapsed to the ground long ago. Zhan Zhaoyuan was far beyond ordinary people and could still support him. He had just rested in the eight trigrams formation, and his physical strength had recovered a bit, but After all, it is not as good as when you are full of energy. If you encounter a strong enemy, you may only be able to exert [-]% of your skills.

Zhao Ning looked at Zhan Zhao, then at Nan Xing at the side, pondered for a while, and said, "That's enough."

"Let's go out first."

Zhao Ning looked at the towers and pavilions in the distance, and said, "Based on what I know about Zhao Jue, since he is suspicious of Xinghua, it is absolutely impossible for him to completely entrust Xinghua with the affairs of Chenzhou."

"The matter of Chenzhou is the most important thing, he must have sent other confidantes to come together."

Zhan Zhao looked sideways slightly, she was ashamed as a graceful girl, and the years without worries seemed to be just his wishful thinking.

The face of Zhao Ning in front of him was like a peach blossom, and his eyes were full of light. He was far from a dodder flower who only clings to others for survival.

Zhan Zhao couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, in fact, this is also very good, she will not let him fall into a dilemma, she came to him through all obstacles, to be with him, not to cause trouble for him.

Zhan Zhao let out a breath, looking at Zhao Ning with distressed eyes.

She is still so small.

"Catch it alive." Zhao Ning's face was filled with a bright smile, like a little sun that would shine.

Zhan Zhao nodded, "Okay."

As soon as Zhan Zhao stepped on the Dushan Bridge, he heard a sound of fighting with his profound skills. Zhao Ning didn't notice it yet, and he still walked forward with Nan Xing's support.

"There's someone on the other side of the bridge."

Zhan Zhao raised his sword and squinted to look at the other side.

Ten thousand acres of Longhu Lake, a vast expanse of blue and thousands of miles, vaguely reflects two figures, one black and one white.

Nan Xing pushed Zhao Ning towards Zhan Zhao, drew his sword and flew over with lightness kung fu.

The breeze brought her voice: "Take care of the Princess, I'll go and have a look first."

Nan Xing has long been impatient in front of Zhao Ning and Zhan Zhao.

Zhao Ning, who has always been reserved and introverted, did not know what medicine he had taken wrongly, so he said those things to Zhan Zhao completely ignoring her in front of her.

Nan Xing rolled her eyes countless times in her heart: the color makes the mind faint, the ancients are sincere and I will not deceive me.

While Nan Xing disliked Zhao Ning, she couldn't figure out what's so good about Zhan Zhao, why did she obsess over Zhao Ning like this?

In terms of martial arts, oh, he is Nan Xia Zhan Zhao.

In terms of appearance, oh, Xiao Xiao Rusong is so heroic.

In terms of official position, oh, the official worships the fourth-rank bodyguard with a sword in front of the imperial court.

Nan Xing belatedly realized that it seemed that Zhan Zhao was indeed pretty good.

After this thought came to her mind, Nan Xing quickly shook her head, thinking that she had been with Zhao Ning for a long time, and she hadn't learned from others, but she had learned ten percent of the bad habit of being bewitched by beauty.

Nan Xing despised himself fiercely while spurning Zhao Ning.

Then I thought, even if Zhan Zhao is really good, Zhao Ning shouldn't be so obsessed!

It's too much to lose the noble demeanor of a princess who is so pampered!

If she meets someone she likes in the future, she must not be like Zhao Ning!

There is a knife on the head of the word color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, no matter how good the appearance is, can it be seen for a lifetime?

Still not as happy as a person.

Thinking like this, in the next second, a white figure broke into her eye sockets, giving her the ambition to dare to laugh at King You without being infatuated.

What a handsome face that was, Nan Xing realized that the book was used up very little - she couldn't find a word to describe the man's beauty.

The man was dressed in white, holding a sword flower in his hand, and he was inseparable from a man in black. Every move was so pleasing to the eye.

Pleasing to the eye, Nan Xing almost bumped his head against a tree.

Pang Yu, who was lying on the ground, twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at Nan Xing like a fool.

Pang Yu kicked Nan Xing, who had been in a daze, and said, "That man in black belongs to Zhao Jue."

Nan Xing let out an oh.

"Go and kill him." Pang Yu said.

Nan Xing oh again, still unmoved, staring at the man in white intently.

Pang Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "The man in white is no match for him, if you don't go..."

The answer to Pang Yu was a gust of wind.

The sword energy pierced the sky, and Nan Xing's movements flowed freely.

The corners of Pang Yu's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that Nan Xing had really shown mercy to him in the past.

Look at this fierce swordsmanship, he can make ten moves under her hands, it's all because of the high incense burnt on the ancestral grave.

When Zhan Zhao arrived with Zhao Ning in his arms, the battle was coming to an end, Nan Xing's long sword was across Zhao Wumian's neck, he pointed at Zhao Wumian's neck, and flicked his finger, fearing that he would take poison, he tapped his acupoints again.

Zhan Zhao slowly put Zhao Ning on the ground.

On the Dushan Bridge just now, he saw that Zhao Ning was very weak and there was no one around, so he hugged her all the way. Now that there is a noisy group of people, he can't continue hugging her.

Zhao Ning thanked the man in white, and hurriedly stepped forward to check Pang Yu's injuries. Pang Yu lay on the ground, clutching his chest and said pitifully, "A Ning, my whole body hurts badly."

Zhao Ning nodded: "Well, I am relieved knowing that you are not dead."

Pang Yu: "..."

Although Zhan Zhao is not a person who makes trouble, seeing this situation, he still couldn't help a smile on his lips, and then realized that such behavior is really ungentlemanly, so he quickly suppressed his smile.

However, after Pang Yu glared at him viciously, Zhan Zhao thought about it, and smiled brightly at him.

Like a gentleman, let's keep it later.

Pang Yu covered his chest, thinking that it would be better for him to be killed by Zhao Wumian.

Pang Yu was fine, Zhao Ning breathed a sigh of relief, bypassed Pang Yu, and went to check Xinghua's injury.

Xinghua was far more seriously injured than Pang Yu, and her breathing was also shallow. Zhao Ning called her a few times, Xinghua managed to open her eyes, but looked at Pang Yu.

Zhao Ning wiped the blood on her face with a handkerchief, and said, "Xiao Yu is fine, don't worry."

Seeing that Zhao Wumian was no longer threatening, the man in white put his long sword back into its sheath, turned and left.

Nan Xing quickly stopped in front of him.

The man in white raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the girl in front of him.

Nan Xing scratched his head, blushing with rare blushing, bowed to the man in white, and said, "Young man, I haven't asked you for your name yet."

The author has something to say: Thank you Yongye Hanshen and Pintou for your landmines!

thank you very much!

Nan Xing: The slap in the face came too fast, like a tornado