Feeling the warmth on her shoulder, Zhou Zhiruo's cheeks instantly turned red with embarrassment.
Let go of me! Don't you see where we are? This is a military camp. You are not allowed to do that to me!
Zhang Wuji's hand was caressing Zhou Zhiruo's waist wantonly.
Although he had a beautiful woman in his arms, Zhang Wuji did not lose his mind. He whispered in Zhou Zhiruo's ear.
Zhiruo, don't worry, I know where this place is. Even if I crave your body, I will never do that to you here.
But you know, you have ignored me for two days and have never spoken to me on your own initiative.
Do you know how sad I am?
Zhou Zhiruo was helpless, and she said somewhat aggrievedly: That's because of you and that little vixen Zhu'er.
We only stayed in Guangmingding for one night, and you left me alone in the empty room.
Do you know how sad I was that night?
I want to cry, I want to cry loudly, but you still sent that girl Han Zhao to monitor me.
It made me want to cry, but I didn’t dare to cry because I was afraid that others would laugh at me.
Zhang Wuji had no way of explaining this matter, so he could only increase the strength of his arms and hug Zhou Zhiruo tighter.
Zhou Zhiruo felt the breathing beside her ears becoming more and more rapid.
She knew that Zhang Wuji was coveting her body, but she really couldn't do that in a place like this.
Zhou Zhiruo was afraid that he would lose control and make a fool of himself.
Brother Wuji, please let go. If you continue like this, you won’t be able to bear it anymore.
Zhang Wuji would not do such a thing to Zhou Zhiruo tonight, but he would not let her go just like that: Zhiruo, I swear, no matter how greedy I am tonight, I will never touch you, but you have bullied me for two days.
You haven't spoken to me for two days. You must make it up to me. Let me smell your fragrance for a while longer, let me touch you a few more times...
…
At night, inside a large tent, a man who looked like a Taoist priest was having a secret conversation with Zhu Yuanzhang.
The Taoist priest was named Liu Bowen, and he was Zhu Yuanzhang's best strategist.
Zhu Yuanzhang said after drinking a glass of wine.
Mr. Liu, what do you think of the new leader of the Ming Cult?
Liu Bowen shook his head: Marshal, I feel that this new leader of the Ming Cult is not an easy person to deal with.
This person's scheming and cunning far exceed that of ordinary people, and he will never be willing to be inferior to others in the future.
If nothing unexpected happens, this kind of relationship between us and the Ming Cult will not last long.
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned: What should I do? The army under my command needs a huge supply of money and food. Without money and food, even the Jade Emperor cannot control them.
After thinking for a while, Liu Bowen said: Marshal, there is more than one way out right now. If you are worried about money and food, why don’t you think of a solution from Guo Zixing in the Jianghuai area?
Guo Zixing?
Zhu Yuanzhang said: Old Guo has a lot of people and power now. If we go to him, I'm afraid we can only be his servants.
Liu Bowen smiled disdainfully: Marshal, the current situation in the world has long been very clear.
Although there are many rebel kings nowadays, there are only a few who can really accomplish anything. Chen Youliang is a figure, Zhang Shicheng is also a local hero, and the only one left is you.
Guo Zixing's current power is slightly greater than ours, but in the final analysis, he is just a useless idiot.
Otherwise, the generals of the Yuan Dynasty would not just chase us and fight us.
If we go to join Guo Zixing, we just need to be patient for a while, and after we gain a firm foothold...
Liu Bowen made a beheading gesture with his hands.
Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang quickly gave a thumbs up.
Gao, sir, it is indeed Gao. Once we understand the current war situation, we will go find Guo Zixing.
…
Everyone is planning for their own future. The more chaotic the world is, the more heroes will appear.
At the foot of the mountain, there were more than 100,000 soldiers, camped for 30 miles.
At this time, Zhao Min was sitting in a military tent.
Outside the military tent, a voice interrupted her thoughts.
Master, have you rested? I have something to report.
Zhao Min stretched and said: Come in.
The person who entered the military tent was Wang Baobao, a first-rank general of the Yuan Dynasty. He had already been recruited by Zhao Min and was willing to serve her as his master.
In Wang Baobao's heart, only this woman could restore the broken land of the Yuan Dynasty.
After Wang Baobao entered the military tent, he said: Master, according to the spies' report, the leader of the Ming Cult is currently on the Buliang Mountain, accompanied by a team of more than a hundred people, including a woman.
Zhao Min smiled silently: Great, Zhang Wuji is here too. This guy is really capable. He escaped from me once and also from my master's hands once.
I don't know if he will be so lucky this time.
General Wang, please go down first. I will go to the front line to talk to Zhang Wuji tomorrow.
Wang Baobao never asked too much about Zhao Min's thoughts.
"Whatever the master wants to do, she must have her reasons."
…
Just after noon the next day, Zhao Min put on the golden mask, mounted a tall horse, and came alone to the front of the two armies.
She only shouted one sentence.
The general who suppressed the rebellion of the Yuan Dynasty invited the leader of the Ming Cult, Zhang Wuji, to come down the mountain for a talk.
Zhao Min's words soon reached Zhang Wuji's ears.
Naturally, he would accept any such request.
He and Zhou Zhiruo walked in front, followed by hundreds of Ming Cult disciples.
After going down the mountain, Zhang Wuji also jumped onto a warhorse. When Zhou Zhiruo and hundreds of disciples of the Ming Cult wanted to follow him, they were stopped by Zhang Wuji.
Don't move. The other person came here alone, so I'll go alone.
Afterwards, Zhang Wuji leaned sideways on his horse and stroked Zhou Zhiruo's cheek.
Don't worry, Zhiruo, there won't be an ambush. Even if there is, she is no match for me.
Please wait for me here, I will be back soon.
…
Under Zhou Zhiruo's worried eyes, Zhang Wuji rode his warhorse and galloped towards Zhao Min.
Everything that happened here was being watched by Zhu Yuanzhang from a distance.
One was the Grand Marshal of the Yuan court who suppressed the rebellion. Zhu Yuanzhang had experienced this Grand Marshal before. It was no problem for him to take the head of a general in the midst of thousands of troops.
The other is the leader of the Ming Cult, who fought alone against the masters of the six major sects in the martial arts world.
When these two people get together, something is bound to happen.
Zhu Yuanzhang was already a little excited. No matter who killed whom, it would be beneficial to him.
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