That night, after Zhang Wuji arranged everything, he went to Zhu'er.
This was their last night at Guangmingding.
Zhang Wuji is a man of his word. The last time he went to Dadu to rescue people, he promised Zhu'er that he would take her with him if he encountered any problems in the future.
So this time, Zhang Wuji would not leave her alone on Guangmingding.
…
Zhang Wuji gently pushed open the door, and Zhu'er was already lying in the quilt.
There was some surprise on Zhu'er's face: "Brother Wuji, shouldn't you accompany Zhou Zhiruo tonight?"
Zhang Wuji said: "Tonight is our last night at Guangmingding, so I will come to accompany you no matter what."
"The last night," Zhu'er already understood in her heart.
Just as she thought, the war between the Ming Cult and the outside world was about to begin.
Zhu'er quickly lifted the quilt. She was wearing a translucent green shirt and walked in front of Zhang Wuji barefoot.
"Brother Wuji, this time, you won't leave Zhu'er alone on Guangmingding, right?"
Zhang Wuji picked her up and said, "Of course not. This time, I'm betting everything on the Ming Cult. If I win, you'll accompany me to rule the world. But if I lose..."
Zhu'er quickly covered his mouth.
"I won't allow you to say you're defeated. My brother Wuji is invincible in the world. No matter what, I must stay with you until the last moment."
"This is also what Zhu'er thought in her heart. Even if she dies, she must die with Zhang Wuji."
Zhang Wuji was deeply moved. It was worth it even if he died to meet such a devoted girl.
Zhang Wuji gently put Zhu'er back on the bed.
The thin veil on her body was torn into pieces by Zhang Wuji.
Zhu'er is different from Zhou Zhiruo. She is a relaxed person. When she was doing this kind of thing with Zhang Wuji in the past, Zhu'er would try her best to turn the passive situation into the active one.
But this time, Zhu'er decisively chose to be passive.
"This night, no matter what, she must make the man next to her happy and let him experience a different side of herself."
Zhu'er's cheeks were slightly red, and her whole body was rosy from the inside out.
Zhang Wuji lowered his head and gave her a long, almost suffocating kiss.
After the kiss, the two mountains on Zhu'er's chest rose and fell.
Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it anymore.
But just when he was about to take the next step.
The spider under him hurriedly said, "Brother Wuji, we have to make an agreement in advance tonight."
"You can't keep asking for things from me. You need to keep your energy up to deal with tomorrow's big events."
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After an hour, Zhang Wuji felt a little unsatisfied.
His hands were tightly clasped around Zhu'er's waist.
"Zhu'er, how about..."
"No," Zhu'er rejected him immediately.
"This time, no matter what I say, I can't give in to you."
Seeing Zhu'er's decisive refusal, Zhang Wuji felt a little unwilling in his heart, but he didn't want to force this girl who loved him deeply.
Zhu'er had already sensed Zhang Wuji's loss.
She quickly comforted him: "Brother Wuji, I am only twenty years old. We will have plenty of time in the future."
"You have important things to do tomorrow, so just be patient tonight and get enough rest. Next time, no matter what you ask for, I will agree to it and I promise to satisfy you."
Zhang Wuji said excitedly: "Then let's make a deal. I will endure it tonight, but next time you must obey me. I still have many tricks that I haven't used on you yet."
…
The next morning, Zhang Wuji and Zhu'er left the room early.
Yang Xiao has also gathered everyone in the Ming Cult's new army camp.
There are more than 18,000 new troops, plus the old members of the Ming Cult, a total of about 23,000 people.
These 23,000 people are the entire assets of the Ming Cult.
The life and death of the Ming Cult depends on this battle.
All the soldiers have been assembled. They are lined up in neat rows, waiting for Zhang Wuji.
For so many days, Zhang Wuji has been here every day to supervise the training of this group of new troops.
His approachable yet dignified image has long been engraved in everyone's heart.
Zhang Wuji slowly walked to a place and stood on a high platform that had been built in advance.
Every team needs to conduct pre-war mobilization before going out, and Zhang Wuji is no exception.
He cleared his throat first, then spoke loudly.
"Do you hate war?"
A hint of doubt appeared on the faces of the more than 20,000 people in the audience.
After a long time, a new recruit mustered up the courage to speak.
"It's annoying, but there's nothing I can do about it."
Zhang Wuji smiled slightly: "You hate war, so do I, and everyone else. Who doesn't want to live in peace? But there's nothing we can do. My life is bad, and yours is bad too."
"You have caught up in this chaotic era that only occurs once every few hundred years."
"In such a chaotic world, if you don't kill people, someone else will come to kill you."
"If you want to end this endless war, you can only use the swords and guns in your hands to end the enemy's life."
"The current Yuan Empire has oppressed us for too long. In the past hundred years, every king of the Yuan Empire has been incompetent and ruthless. They have seized power by trickery and treated the lives of the Han people like grass."
"They used the scimitars in their hands to slaughter every Han Chinese at will, but now it's different."
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