Zhao Qian was injured under the ribs, only about an inch away from her body. Wang Dong observed it briefly, shaking his five fingers, and sealing the bleeding wound with his fingering method.

One hand moved down, pressed Zhao Qian's smooth and soft belly, and slowly transported his true energy. The other hand was not idle, so he cut open Zhao Qian's palace outfit and untied the knot on his close-fitting shirt from his pink back!

In an instant, as half of her little dress was revealed, Zhao Qian was already soft and half-exposed, and a little perky blush was faintly revealed in the half-covered small dress room. Her pink and white skin was free of flaws, giving people a feeling of a white jade beauty.

Zhao Qian had a faint fragrance on her body. The fragrance was not strong, it was very elegant, just like the smell of an orchid, elegant and pure, but it was long-lasting.

This elegant aura comes from Zhao Qian's pure jade body that makes no man in the world unable to remove his eyes, without any impurities mixed in it.

Before Wang Dong had forgotten to heal Zhao Qian, his eyes narrowed, and he had already moved away from Zhao Qian's half-covered plump thigh, and his eyes fell back to the sharp arrow.

Although the arrow did not hit the vital point, it also penetrated deep into the muscles and bones. The pain caused can be seen from Zhao Qian's white jade face.

Without wasting time, Wang Dong held Zhao Qian's wound with one hand, and the other hand slashed by the knife. The sharp arrow instantly cracked into two pieces. The next moment, he reached out and pulled out his other half of the arrow.

As the arrow was pulled out, Zhao Qian's delicate body suddenly twitched, curled up slightly, and a muffled groan filled with pain came out of her mouth. Her snow-white jade teeth were bitten tightly, and blood oozed out of her red lips.

"Poor child!" Wang Dong slowly stroked Zhao Qian's forehead. Her skin was smooth and smooth, with a feeling of moistness as silk. His fingers passed by, like silk jade brocade.

With one hand, he pinched the magic seal. His five fingers trembled and condensed in his chest. The wisps of breath were activated. Wang Dong squirted mysterious notes, slowly soothing Zhao Qian's painful emotions.

This sound technique comes from Xuanzhen Taoism, called Wuji Taoism sound!

On that day, Ling Xuzi thought he would die, but was afraid that the unique skills of Xuanzhendao Sect would be lost, so he taught Wang Dong his martial arts dictatedly. In addition to the most profound Heart Sutra, he used the Cangkong Blinking Sword and Wuji Daoyin to be the most powerful. When he practiced to a profound level, there was something worthy of amazement in any subject.

If you are in terms of subtlety and powerful, you will never be in the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Five Secret Books, and the powerful kung fu contained in the Flower Treasure Mirror.

The Taoist sound moves, like the delicate water, or like the gentle willows, the warm spring breeze, the terrifying emotions on Zhao Qian's face faded slowly, and her beautiful eyebrows that frown tightly also stretched slightly.

After a moment, the maids hurriedly returned and brought plain white and clean cloth and warm hot water. Wang Dong soaked the cloth and wrung it dry. Then he carefully wiped Zhao Qian's wound.

The wound is only two or three inches away from the girl's plump breasts. It is naturally inevitable to touch when wiping. When the five fingers pass by, they feel as soft as warm jade. It is also amazingly elastic.

After wiping Zhao Qian's wounds, Wang Dong took out the best medicine from his arms and applied it. Perhaps because of his movements, Zhao Qian's beautiful eyebrows twitched and cold sweat slid down her forehead!

Based on the principle that long pain is worse than short pain, Wang Dong quickly applied the wound medicine, covered the wound with a warm and soft cloth, and took out a pill and put it into Zhao Qian's mouth.

After everything was done, Wang Dong glanced at the maids and said, "Now the soldiers in the palace have not yet stopped. Don't run around, just stay in this room to take care of this lady, don't let anyone disturb you!"

"Yes!" These maids were already in vain. At this moment, they regarded Wang Dong as a big shot, so how could they dare not to obey and bow to their promises.

Wang Dong turned around and left the room, locked the door, rushed up, and left the courtyard in a flash.

Following the route of Xiao, Wei Mou and others, in a moment, Wang Dong had found the place where Xiang, Xiao and others fought fiercely, and glanced at half of Xiang Shaolong's body at a glance.

Wang Dong frowned slightly. He said that Xiang Shaolong was a time traveler with him. He originally wanted to inquire about some questions about the time machine, but he didn't expect that the latter would die so simply?

But after thinking about it, it was right! In the original work, Xiang Shaolong fell into a desperate situation again and again and eventually survived, but it was actually a great luck!

Take the battle he fled from Wei in the original work as an example. At that time, he was actually trapped in the control of Xinlingjun. If it weren't for Chu Mo's leader Fu Du forcibly attacking Xinlingjun's mansion for the sake of saw order, causing chaos in Xinlingjun's mansion, he would not be able to escape.

Even so, his escape was still counted by Xiao Wei Mou and others, and he was hit hard on the long street. If Ji Yanran had not suddenly appeared for rescue, Xiang Shaolong would have died so much that he could not die again.

There is no friendship with Xiang Shaolong, Wang Dong thought he could just collect a corpse, and then hand over his body to Yuanzong for processing.

Soon he found a long piece of silk and came over. He swept out like a white cloud, rolled up half of Xiang Shaolong's body, and put his head in. Wang Xing shook his body and shot towards the direction of the Wei Palace.

At this time, the palace was still in a mess, and countless soldiers were running around like headless flies. However, Xinling Jun was prepared after all, and it was not easy to kill some of the leaders. The riots would soon subside.

As soon as he flew over the Wei Palace, he saw Yuan Zong besieged by more than 20 elite soldiers. Wang Dong rushed away like a whirlwind, and the autumn wind swept across the sky like falling leaves. In the blink of an eye, more than 20 people scattered like rag dolls.

Everyone was shocked and dared not step forward.

The other party didn't dare to attack, and Wang Dong was too lazy to pay attention to it. He glanced at Yuan Zong and said, "Brother Yuan, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Yuan Zong laughed and stood with his sword. Although his breath was a little rapid, his spirit was very excited.

Under Wang Dong's sword-making, his swordsmanship had already made rapid progress, and he obtained the three killer moves of Mozi's swordsmanship. This time, using soldiers to practice swords and use war to support wars was a perfect match, and his swordsmanship had risen to another level.

I realized that even if the Jixia sword saint Cao Qiudao came in person, he was not afraid at all.

"By the way, Brother Wang is this--!" Yuan Zong looked at the "big package" that Wang Dong was carrying with a strange look.

"Brother Yuan, you'd better watch it yourself!" Wang shook his head and sighed.

Yuan Zong was slightly stunned, stepped forward and lifted the silk. First, it was a small round package stained with red blood.

Yuan Zong frowned slightly, feeling something bad. He hurriedly opened a corner of the package, and immediately a familiar face came into his eyes.

"Shaolong!"

Yuan Zong's body trembled violently, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. He looked up at the sky. After a long time, he sighed deeply and recalled: "I met Shaolong in a broken house that day. I taught him Mozi's sword technique and talked to each other in March. Seeing that he was very talkative and had a great vision, he knew that he would have done something in the future. I didn't expect that he would die young and go like this! Alas, Brother Wang, who did Shaolong die at the hands of?"

Poor Wei Mou was also a generation of fierce men who were famous in the seven countries. He made a soy sauce in Wang Dong's hands, and he would be depressed without even reporting his name!

Wang Dong had no choice but to describe his appearance.

Yuan Zong thought for a while and said, "According to what Brother Wang said, this person should be Qi Wei Mou. It is said that this man is extremely powerful and has the best swordsmanship. No wonder he can kill Shaolong, alas! Forget it, he is dead anyway, so it is useless to say more!" It turned into a long sigh.

Yuan Zong said, and took Xiang Shaolong's corpse from Wang Dong, sighed a little, and thought deeply: "Shaolong talked to me in the past and talked more about Qin State. He always showed interest when he was born tall, but he was very similar to the Qin people! Maybe he was a Qin person himself, so when I cremated him, he took his ashes to Qin and found a place to bury him, and it would be a waste of time to have a relationship with him."

Wang Dong shrugged. Of course, this is not the truth. In fact, it is just Xiang Shaolong who wants to hug Qin Shihuang's thick thighs.

Yuan Zong sighed for a while and asked again: "Princess Zhao, how are you going to settle it?"

"It is not appropriate to keep him in Wei State now. After the affairs of Wei State, I will go to Zhao State and take her with me." Naturally, I went to Zhao State to find the Heshi Bi!

Yuan Zong nodded, stared at Wang Dong, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang can tell me now that your intention to help Xinlingjun assassinate the King of Wei."

Wang Mo bounced his finger and smiled and said, "Does Brother Yuan still remember that I chose several people from Chu Mo a few days ago? It's just for today's actions."
Chapter completed!