Li Jiang has no habit of being slapped, even if she is a beautiful woman.
He grabbed Zhao Min's wrist and shouted: "Are you crazy? If I hadn't used you as a meat pad, you would have suffered the consequences yourself and become a ball of mud!"
"Ni Ni Ni..." His voice kept echoing in the small space, and it took a long time to calm down.
The darkness made Li Jiang unable to see clearly the expression on Zhao Min's face. He only felt that her wrist gradually softened and was no longer tense.
After a while, Zhao Min said angrily: "What are you still holding my hand for?"
"Well, isn't this because I'm afraid that you'll do something evil again?" Li Jiang put down her tender and beautiful wrist in a sullen voice.
Zhao Min let out a soft "hum" and rolled off Li Jiang's body with his hands.
Li Jiang rubbed his sore chest and abdomen and stood up with one hand on the wall.
When he stood up, he immediately caught Zhao Min's attention, and she said nervously: "You, you, what do you want to do?"
She tried her best to move back with her feet, but the hole was not big enough to accommodate the two of them. She only stepped back a foot before hitting the wall of the cave, leaving her with nowhere to escape.
Li Jiang couldn't see her movements, but he could hear them. He said funnyly: "I didn't expect Miss Zhao to be scared sometimes. I thought you were a strong woman like Wu Zetian!"
As he spoke, his body moved.
Li Jiang moved his body, and the sound of his clothes rubbing together was very harsh in the darkness.
Zhao Min screamed: "If you dare to bully me, I will kill your Mingjiao chickens and dogs without leaving a trace."
"Tch, what good things do you want? In my eyes, you are just a little girl with yellow hair. I have no interest in you!" Li Jiang said sarcastically.
"You, you dare to say that I am ugly..." Zhao Min was angry, even more angry than after being taken advantage of just now. Even if a woman is eighty years old, she doesn't want to hear others say she is ugly, let alone bragging about herself.
The little princess who is the sweet girl of heaven?
Li Jiang ignored her, turned around and touched the cave wall next to him. As soon as his hand touched it, a cold feeling was transmitted to his brain. He followed this feeling and touched it around again, and finally confirmed that the cave wall was made of fine steel.
Made without any gaps.
After scouting this place, Li Jiang couldn't help but be speechless. Princess Zhao Min was really extravagant. She paved the road with large bluestones on the outside and used fine steel as a cage on the inside. I don't know how much manpower and material resources it took to transport these two items into the desert.
If an ordinary person falls in, there is really no other choice but to be captured without any help, even if they want to dig a hole, how many hits can your weapon take?
Li Jiang raised his hand high, stepped on his foot, and his energy surged into the air. He didn't play it cool this time, and took off on the spot like Tony. Because the distance was too long, more than ten meters high, and there was no nozzle under his feet, so he had to
Lend some strength.
Soon, Li Jiang's raised hand touched something, and then there was a "dong" sound in his ears.
Li Dong's whereabouts were affected by the backlash.
Damn, who the hell repaired this hole? The distance between the two walls was just right. Li Dong tried his best to stretch his feet as flat as possible, and he made a big fork without touching the wall of the hole. Therefore, it couldn't get stuck at all, so he could only
While complaining, he fell down.
Zhao Min heard his movements, chuckled, and said: "The eight thick steel bars on top are locked. You are below. No matter how strong you are, how can you push it open?"
Zhao Min originally thought that Li Jiang would talk to her, but to her surprise, after a while, Li Jiang remained silent.
Zhao Min added: "Consultant Li, why don't you hit the south wall and never look back. Now that you can't get out, why not submit to me. Don't worry, you will still be a good friend of Master Zhang after you get out, and I will not force you.
Apostate."
After saying this, Zhao Min's heartbeat quickened and he pricked up his ears to hear Li Jiang's movements.
She couldn't help but be excited, because as long as Li Jiang surrendered, she would not only subdue a great master, but there would also be a steady stream of news about the Ming Cult.
There was silence again, and after a while, Li Jiang was heard to say: "You can't even protect yourself, and you still want to recruit me to surrender?"
Zhao Min shrank his neck in fear and said, "Don't even think about messing around! My men won't be able to see me, so they will definitely find out that I'm here. Then they won't be able to hear my voice when they turn on the mechanism. Wan Jian
Under the same attack, no matter how powerful your martial arts skills are, you will be shot into a hedgehog."
"Haha, I won't kill you, but that doesn't mean I can't do other things to you!" Li Jiang chuckled.
Zhao Min immediately felt horrified. Li Jiang's laughter sounded like a silver smile to her, and it finally touched her deepest fear.
She wanted to retreat, but her back was already pressed against the wall of the cave and there was no way to retreat. So in fear, she hugged her legs with her hands and huddled into a ball. She whimpered and said, "The great hero of the Ming Cult doesn't know how to retreat."
Bullying a weak woman, ugh..."
"Hey, are you a weak woman?"
Once again, what Zhao Min thought was silver laughter sounded in her ears.
She was about to open her mouth to dispel Li Jiang's ill intentions, but she felt a numbness in her side. She only had time to shout out a few words, "I'm calling someone..." before her vision went dark and she fainted.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Min finally woke up and was stunned for a moment. She suddenly became nervous and quickly groped her body with her hands.
When she realized that her clothes were all right, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Right here, a voice sounded from the cave: "Little princess, am I so unbearable in your heart?"
Then there was a long sigh.
Strangely, Zhao Min felt disappointment and sadness from this long sigh, and her heart also became sad.
After a while, Zhao Min asked softly: "How do you know I am the princess?"
"Yeah, how do I know?"
Then the voice asked and answered questions of its own: "The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. We lived together in Changqian, and the two little ones had no problem guessing."
"Little Hu Niuer, do you still remember me?"
"Little tiger girl?" Zhao Min repeated, leaning his head and thinking hard.
Finally, she found her memory.
It was more than ten years ago, when I was just seven or eight years old. One day, a family moved diagonally across the alley on Wangfu Street.
I heard people say that they are officials and their family members who have recently come to Beijing to take up posts.
As time passed, I accidentally discovered that the official had a son.
Those were the days when I didn't like reading. One day when I sneaked out of the house and passed by the small courtyard, I heard the sound of reading loudly from inside. I immediately became angry and kicked open the door of his house and rushed out.
Got in.
As soon as he entered, he saw a young gentleman standing under the tree in front of the hall, holding a book in his hand and staring at him, this evil guest, with dumbfounded eyes.
Thinking of this, Zhao Min chuckled, covered his slightly hot face, and fell into memories again.
I remember that I pointed my riding whip at him and lectured him like a little adult: "We, the Great Yuan Dynasty, built our country by force. What we admire are great heroes who can draw bows and bind horses with their hands. But you wait for these sour people who only know how to read."
After all, Confucianism cannot achieve great things."
After he finished speaking, he whipped the young man on the ground with a riding crop to scare the young man. Afterwards, he was exhausted and went home triumphantly.
A few more days passed. When I was a child, I was playful and had no playmates in the house. I was surrounded by angry-looking servants who took great care of me, but they were not fun at all.
So I thought again of the little young man who looked like a quail a few days ago.
Through some strange combination of circumstances, he secretly left the house and contacted him. After contacting him this time, he felt very different. In fact, he was not the stupid boy he thought he was, but a lively, cute, humorous and fun person.