Zhou Zhiruo is now only a dozen miles away from the Ming Cult camp.

With her cultivation level, she could get back in a quarter of an hour.

But now, she was no longer in the mood to use her cultivation.

"Zhang Wuji is not here. Even if I go back, there will be no one to hug me to sleep. I might as well stroll back while the moonlight is beautiful."

But before she had taken a few steps, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly remembered something.

Because she had a package in her hand.

"The beef jerky that Zhao Min gave them is still in her hands."

Zhou Zhiruo was so anxious just now that she actually forgot about this matter.

Looking at the thing in her hand, she became more and more angry, "Damn Zhao Min, why do you always go against my man."

Zhou Zhiruo threw the thing far away.

But before she took a few steps, she turned back and picked up the package.

Zhou Zhiruo thought to herself, "Forget it, I'd better keep it. When my man captures Zhao Min alive one day, I'll use this thing as her last meal."

…

About half an hour later, Zhou Zhiruo slowly walked back to the Ming Cult camp.

"Who are you? Give me the command," a conscientious Ming Cult soldier pointed the steel knife in his hand at Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo was not in a very good mood today.

I didn't expect that at this moment, I would be interrogated by my own soldiers.

Zhou Zhiruo yelled, "Get out of here! I'm in a bad mood today. Be careful or I'll skin you alive."

It was not until this time that the dedicated Ming Cult soldier saw clearly that the person who had returned was none other than their leader's wife.

The Mingjiao soldier was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the steel knife in his hand steadily: "I deserve to die. I didn't recognize it was Madam Zhou. I deserve to die. I deserve to die..."

The Ming Cult soldier did not recognize Zhou Zhiruo. Otherwise, even if he had the courage, he would not dare to ask Zhou Zhiruo for any password.

A moment later, Zhou Zhiruo walked back to Zhang Wuji's central military tent, but unfortunately, Zhang Wuji was no longer there.

Although Zhang Wuji is not here, Zhao Linger is still waiting for them here.

At this moment, Zhao Linger was sitting next to a bonfire.

The moment she saw Zhou Zhiruo, she quickly asked, "Sister, where is the young master?"

Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at Zhao Linger and said, "There has been no progress in the negotiations with Zhao Min. The heartless Zhang Wuji left me alone and went to Longcheng by himself. He said that we might not be able to get through Zhao Min, so now we can only let the people from Longcheng break out."

Zhao Linger was startled for a moment, but she quickly calmed down.

Zhou Zhiruo said, "Aren't you worried?"

Zhao Linger rolled her eyes at her: "Do you think I'm worried? Is worrying useful? Look at your red eyes, it's obvious that you've been crying. I guess you must have begged Zhang Wuji to take you to Longcheng, but in the end, he didn't agree."

"Since the young master has left, all we can do now is to protect his current family business and not let these tens of thousands of troops be destroyed in our hands."

"Tell me, what did the young master tell you before he left?"

Zhou Zhiruo said: "That heartless person just told me to handle it myself and to just act accordingly for specific matters."

Zhao Linger smiled slightly: "Look, how much the young master trusts you. With an army of hundreds of thousands, he just lets you handle it and he doesn't care about it anymore."

Zhou Zhiruo said: "That heartless guy only says nice things. He knows that I will definitely discuss this with you."

Zhao Linger said: "Sister, why don't you come to me to discuss this? We are sisters."

Zhou Zhiruo sat next to Zhao Linger: "Then tell me, what should we do tomorrow? If Zhao Min comes to challenge us, should we fight or not?"

Zhao Linger said with a smile: "Didn't the young master tell you to act according to circumstances? Now you ask me whether to fight or not, and I can't say for sure."

"Some things can only be dealt with improvisationally."

As she spoke, Zhao Linger saw the package in Zhou Zhiruo's hand.

"Good sister, what is that in your hand? Let me see it."

Zhou Zhiruo took a look at the package in her hand, then threw it into Zhao Linger's hand.

"Zhao Min sent it to me. Zhang Wuji and I have eaten it. It's not poisonous. If you are hungry, eat some."

Zhao Linger opened the package: "Beef jerky? I thought it was something good."

Although Zhao Linger said this, she still started eating.

At this moment, Zhao Linger completely ignored Zhou Zhiruo's feelings.

Zhao Linger stroked her belly with one of her delicate hands and said, "My dear son, I'm not hungry at all, but for you, I will eat even if I can't."

Zhou Zhiruo glared at Zhao Linger fiercely, then gently hit her on the shoulder: "Old woman, don't be so proud. What you just said were not meant for the baby in your belly. I think you were saying it to me."

Zhao Linger laughed: "My dear sister, you are not stupid. I am telling you this. Come on, while Zhang Wuji is not here, if you have the ability, hit me here."

As she spoke, Zhao Linger pointed at her lower abdomen with her finger.

…

Two hours later.

Zhang Wuji took a detour and arrived at Longcheng.

Outside Longcheng, just as Zhao Min said, there were still tens of thousands of soldiers and horses surrounding it.

The commander of these hundreds of thousands of troops was Duan Zihao.

Relying on his powerful cultivation, Zhang Wuji sneaked into Dragon City.

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