Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 239 My brother-in-law is a fool

Under the night, the stars hang slightly.

Four servants of the royal family locked Zhao Wujiang and prevented him from escaping.

Zhao Wujiang looked as usual, and asked again: "Mr. Wang? I don't remember anyone who offended Mr. Wang?"

"Don't remember?" The young man in white snorted angrily and shouted:
"Li Zhi's stupid king asked you to plan to kill the queen, did you forget?"

Zhao Wujiang spread his hands, and his voice became colder: "Didn't you give up the queen as an abandoned child?"

The young man in white was choked and said angrily, "Fart! That's to let my sister keep a low profile and wait for the rescue from the clan!"

elder sister?Yan'er's younger brother Zhao Wujiang sneered again: "So, you sent people to cooperate with the Western Turkic Mission to enter the palace to assassinate her?"

"Bloody spout, you are the thief who killed my sister! You want to frame my Wang clan!" The young man in white furiously spread his fan, and six short blades with cold light appeared on the fan.

"Tsk tsk." Zhao Wujiang tsk tsk, looking at the young man in white who was furious after a few words, jokingly said:

"That's strange, after checking these assassins, they all found traces of your Wang clan.

And if you really want your sister to act in a low-key manner, then why did you remove the old servants around her? "

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The young man in white yelled:
"You just want to deceive me with a few words, don't you think I'm a fool?
You don't need to say much today, after I capture you, I will hand you over to the clan for trial! "

The surrounding air is surging, ready to go.

"I'm curious, are you so excited because of grievances or credit?" Zhao Wujiang sneered, and a phantom of three feet of purple gold emerged behind him.

"Take him!"

The young man in white roared, and the five attacked Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang put his hands between his sleeves, with a smile on his face, his expression indifferent.

"Pretending to be a ghost, pretending to be a posture!" The young man in white sneered, and the five men's tyrannical cultivation levels bombarded Zhao Wujiang.

The expected scene of Zhao Wujiang spitting blood and flying out did not appear. The five members of the Wang family shook the tree as if struck by lightning. Their tyrannical cultivation shattered their strength. .

The young man in white wiped a bloodstain on the ground, and the blood-stained white clothes looked dark red in the night.

Without saying a word, Zhao Wujiang pretended to be a master with his arms covered in sleeves, and without saying a word, he walked towards the young man in white slowly like walking.

The four old servants of the royal family were seriously injured and still had the strength to fight again, but at this moment their minds were shocked and terrified. They saw Zhao Wujiang walking towards his son and wanted to get up, but their bodies were covered like a vast ocean, unable to move.

The young man in white vomited blood, his body trembled, and his heart was horrified. Wasn't Zhao Wujiang in an extraordinary state?How can it be so strong?Four masters face to face can no longer fight, what kind of cultivation is he?Grandmaster?Great Master?

Zhao Wujiang's hands covered his sleeves, and his eyes were indifferent. Behind him, the phantom of purple gold slowly stretched out an arm, and lifted the young man in white.

The white-clothed young man's eyes were horrified. In front of Zhao Wujiang's arms, he was lifted by the sky. How powerful is this?I swore just now that I would detain him from the Hui family, but thinking about it now is a joke.

"What's your name? This time the Wang family entered Chang'an, how many people are here? What are you going to do?" Zhao Wujiang asked in a deep voice.

The young man in white said with great backbone: "Then you kill me!"

Behind Zhao Wujiang, the phantom's big hands slowly clenched, the young man in white's complexion flushed, his breathing became short of breath, his whole body felt as if a boulder had been crushed by him, and severe pain hit his whole body.

But his eyes were fierce, but he didn't speak.

"Let go of my son!" The four old servants of the Wang family roared angrily, their eyes tearing apart.

How does it feel like I have become a villain in this scene? Zhao Wujiang complained in his heart.

Behind him, the three-foot-long Zijin phantom stretched out five arms, showing all six arms, and then mentioned the four old servants of the Wang family one by one.

Under the starlight at night, Zhao Wujiang stood alone with his sleeves in his hands, and the five members of the Wang clan were lifted up in the air uncontrollably, kicking their feet wildly.

"If you don't speak, I will kill your four servants." He said in a deep voice.

The eyes of the young man in white were full of hatred, his body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "King! Teng! Fly!"

Wang Tengfei, that's a good name. Zhao Wujiang was about to speak, when four old servants shouted:

"Second Young Master, no! I am willing to die for you! If you leak information from the family, even if you go back alive, you will be punished by the family rules. Life is worse than death!"

"My patience is limited." Zhao Wujiang remained expressionless, and the phantom behind him clenched his hands slowly, and the four old servants yelled sadly.

Seeing this, Wang Tengfei gritted his teeth and said, "Seven princes and servants from various branches of the clan have been sent here to discuss important matters with Yuan Gong!"

Sure enough, these clans had ulterior transactions with Yuan Tiangang. Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, "What are you discussing?"

"I don't know, I'm just following orders!" Wang Tengfei said quickly.

Zijin Xuying clenched her big hand tightly, and Wang's servant yelled in pain. Seeing this, Wang Tengfei looked anxious and angry:

"I really don't know what to discuss. It's the first time I was ordered to go out to the Wang family. They didn't tell me what to discuss! No matter how hard you force me, I can't answer your question."

It's either a Turkic wonder, or the Dragon Veins of Zhaoling in Jiuyi Mountain, otherwise what are they going to discuss? To overthrow Li Tang?Build a new dynasty?
Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "Put them down!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding air shook like water waves, and the four members of the Wei family, happy, angry, sad, and joyful, appeared and bowed to Zhao Wujiang: "Zhao Zun!"

"Hey! What you said just now, I tell you, you let us go!" Wang Tengfei roared.

Stupid. Zhao Wujiang rolled his eyes: "First, I don't call you hello! My name is Zhao Wujiang!
Second, I never said that I would let you go!
Hold on! "

Immediately, the four of joy, anger, sorrow and joy joined forces to seal the cultivation of the five of them, and disappeared under the night.

Zhao Wujiang whistled loudly under the night.

With the sound of hoofbeats, the big bay red horse galloped happily, Zhao Wujiang turned on the horse, waved the reins, and rode away towards the west of the city.

The two sisters Wang Xi and Wang Yanning had been looking forward to it for a long time at home, and they were delighted to see Zhao Wujiang return.

On the dining table, Xiao Miaomiao ate with a big porcelain bowl bigger than her head, her little feet swaying slightly.

Zhao Wujiang looked strange, and looked at the Wang sisters in doubt, waiting for an explanation.

Wang Yanning's pretty face was watery and red, and she said angrily, "Xiao Miaomiao said, she heard you complimenting her at night, girls really should be fatter."

"Cough cough."

Zhao Wujiang remembered the scene of sitting on the bed with Wang Yanning in his arms, his hands overflowing with white greasy softness, he gave a dry cough.

"By the way, I met a member of the Wang family today." After coughing dryly, he changed the subject and changed the subject.

"Who?" Wang Xi was surprised, she glanced at her sister Wang Yanning.

Wang Yanning's beautiful eyes were lowered. She had a grudge against Wang and she didn't like it.

Zhao Wujiang was as careful as a hair, gently hugged Wang Yanning's weak and boneless waist, and gently comforted: "Don't worry, they will pay the price for this."

Wang Yanning buried her head in Zhao Wujiang's reassuring arms, her eyes were hot and she hummed softly.

The three were silent. Xiao Miaomiao finished the meal in the bowl, touched her round belly, and broke the silence:
"Master, master, Miaomiao is done eating."

(End of this chapter)