"Why are you running? You didn't elope with me. It's not like you're going to Anda with Ninth Brother!”
“……”
Wu Yaxin blushed.
What are you talking about, eloping…!？
I'll elope your head!
Xiao Juan covered her mouth and giggled. She looked at the mighty and domineering Zhang Xuejun and then glanced at the ruddy young lady. She suddenly realized that they were quite compatible.
Through these few days of contact, Xiao Juan also discovered that this Ninth Young Master was not only knowledgeable and talented, but also very interesting. He was also very handsome.
The only flaw was that he was too much of a bandit, which ruined his image.
He was a handsome young master, but he looked like a living bandit.
"Xiao Juan, what are you laughing at? Is it funny?"
Wu Yaxin glared at Xiao Juan. After adjusting her state of mind, she wanted to ride her horse forward to block Zhang Xuejun, but she was stopped by Xiong Da.
He turned his head and saw that Zhang Xuejun had already stepped forward.
A majestic black Arabian horse carrying Zhang Xuejun trotted in front of everyone.
Wu Junsheng finally saw Zhang Xuejun clearly, especially the exaggerated Mo Sword in his hand. It was very scary.
"Stop!"
Raising his hand, the 1,200 cavalrymen stopped in unison.
Wu Junsheng was about to ride his horse forward when the cavalry commander, Tang Ziyi, hurriedly advised,"Commander, danger…"
"Dangerous my ass, I'm his second uncle.”
Alright, I've said too much.
Tang Ziyi stepped back. Wu Junsheng waved his whip and walked around Zhang Xuejun with great interest.
Not bad, he had definitely changed.
Wu Junsheng, who had a sharp eye for people, was very sure that Zhang Xuejun seemed to have changed into a different person after observing him up close.
The powerful aura that was emitted from the inside out could not be faked, and his eyes turned sharp from a flash, like…a wolf?
"Second Uncle, do you think I'm a monkey in the zoo?”
Zhang Xuejun asked with a smile when he saw Wu Junsheng staring at him.
"Little Jiu, what kind of fortuitous encounter did you have?”
Wu Junsheng returned to Zhang Xuejun and sized up his nephew, who was both familiar and strange at the same time. His curiosity was bursting.
It was true that he had changed too much. It was as if he had changed into a different person.
"It's a secret. Second Uncle, you're here to pick up Yaxin, right? Take him away!"
"I'm not going back. I want to play in Da County.”
Wu Yaxin rode her horse over and stood side by side with Zhang Xuejun.
Wu Junsheng was about to fly into a rage when he realized that the golden boy and jade girl in front of him were surprisingly compatible. They were also of similar age.
Yaxin had just turned sixteen, and Zhang Xiaojiu was turning seventeen.
It had to be said that other than his eyes, Zhang Xiaojiu did not look like his father in any other way. He was simply carved from the same mold as his mother, Gu Yazhi, who was once the number one beauty in the northeast.
Didn't little girls nowadays like this kind of pretty boy appearance?
No wonder, no wonder his daughter followed Zhang Xiaojiu to Anda County for the first time.
Wretched girl, how shameless.
After Wu Junsheng finished imagining, he glared at Zhang Xuejun.
That dog was really a demon. He could even deceive his precious daughter with his face.
Xuejun Zhang was speechless.
No way, was Big Tongue Wu suffering from schizophrenia?
Seeing that Wu Junsheng had turned into a chameleon, Zhang Xuejun quickly advised,""Yaxin, you should go back with Second Uncle. Anda County has everything you want. It's so poor that it makes one's heart ache. How can a pampered daughter like you bear it?”
"No, I can't! I won't!"
Wu Yaxin had a strong personality, and she couldn't stand anyone calling her a delicate young lady.
Zhang Xuejun had grasped this key point and easily controlled Wu Yaxin.
"Aren't you spoiled? Did Aunt Gu make you work for someone who didn't even participate in the military academy training?”
“……”
Alright, the original is trash, the original is trash, I'm not.
" I'm different now." Zhang Xuejun said with a smile." I'm a martial arts practitioner. My body is strong."”
"I practice martial arts too, I'm not afraid!"
"You practice martial arts too? It's just a three-legged cat's kung fu, hehe."
Facing Zhang Xuejun's disdainful gaze, Wu Yaxin, who had always wanted to be strong, was furious.
"What do you mean by a three-legged cat's kung fu? Even three to five elite soldiers wouldn't be able to get close to me.”
"That's because he went easy on you. Do you really think you're an expert? Come on, let's spar and let you see what an expert is.”
Zhang Xuejun hesitated for a moment.
"To be fair, I won't use any weapons and will fight you barehanded!”
“……”
Wu Yaxin felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She looked at Zhang Xuejun and the Mo Sword in his hand.
Was this something a normal person could say? Was this human language?
Listen to what you're saying!
A pervert who can kill a warhorse with a single punch actually wants to fight a weak woman like me one-on-one, and he still thinks that putting down his weapon is a fair fight?
Wu Yaxin was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She wanted to turn around and leave, but she stopped because she was actually a little reluctant.
Excluding Zhang Xuejun's terrible personality, he was actually very interesting. His thoughts were also very avant-garde. His views on astronomy, geography, military, art of war, international situation, business, trade, love, and so on were refreshing. He was extremely knowledgeable.
After pondering for a while, Wu Yaxin sighed.
"Ninth Brother, you won't be able to find a wife like this!”
"What wife? Women will only affect the speed at which I draw my saber.”
“……”
You're awesome, you're a god.
Wu Yaxin glared at Zhang Xuejun and turned her head to sulk.
"Motherf * cker, Zhang Xiaojiu, you're really not a f * cking thing!”
With their conversation and expressions, even a ghost would not believe that they were not flirting.
Wu Junsheng was someone who had seen countless women before, so he knew it very well.
Wu Junsheng was furious because he knew what was going on.
This kind of feeling was like you carefully took care of a pot of flowers, from the seed cultivation to the seedling cultivation, carefully afraid of damaging it. In the end, just as the delicate and beautiful flowers bloomed, they were carried away by the evil thief.
Are you angry?
"Qin Zhen, step forward!" Wu Junsheng waved his hand.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and burly cavalryman stepped out and ran over with a long Zhanmadao.
From the looks of it, he was an expert.
Qin Zhen was really an expert. Back then, he followed Wu Junsheng to suppress the Mongolian rebellion. He killed countless Mongolian cavaliers with a 40-pound Zhanmadao. He was very fierce.
"Commander!"
"Teach this ungrateful dog a lesson!”
After giving his instructions, Wu Junsheng cursed and retreated.
"Damn it, you're fighting with a little girl. How dare you, Zhang Xiaojiu, say that?”
？？？
Zhang Xuejun felt wronged.
Martial artists don't differentiate between men and women. What did I do wrong?
Forget it, Big Tongue Wu didn't understand martial artists and couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
Zhang Xuejun pulled out the Mo Sword from the ground and adjusted his focus. His eyes became sharp, and a violent aura emitted from his body, scaring Qin Zhen, Wu Yaxin, and Wu Junsheng's horses into retreating.
Wu Junsheng and Wu Yaxin didn't know much about martial artists, so they were confused by the horse's abnormal reaction.
What was going on?
Qin Zhen, who had practiced martial arts for thirty years, knew that the sixteen-year-old youth opposite him was very strong, so strong that even the warhorses were afraid.
Just how powerful was he? Even the warhorses did not dare to go forward!
Although Qin Zhen was a little nervous, he could not disobey military orders. In addition, martial artists were all competitive, so he still used his Zhanmadao to slam his horse.
"Ninth Young Master, sorry for offending you!"
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