My Gorgeous Fiancee

With the death of White Bird Plains, even if these people were trapped in a vicious battle, the outcome of the battle was already set. In less than ten minutes, Wu Chonglou had already brought his men to end the battle.    

    

Not a single one of the two hundred elite members of the White Bird clan survived. As the saying goes, one thousand kills the enemy, and eight hundred self-inflicted injuries. On Wu Zewen's side, more than a hundred and forty people were also lost, and more than ten people were severely injured.    

    

At this moment, the top of Mount Fuji had been dyed red with blood.    

    

The faces of those who came to watch the battle were filled with grief and indignation. However, they had agreed that this competition was fair, so even if these people wanted to take revenge, they wouldn't do so now.    

    

Besides, there was still the old man and the other heads of the Dojo of Limits who hadn't moved yet.    

    

This was also the reason why Wu Shangwen didn't let the various dojo masters participate. He had already expected that if he won, his losses would be quite heavy, and he would lose the power to continue fighting the assassins of the island. If he lost, it would mean a complete wipeout.    

    

Between these two considerations, Wu Zewen didn't allow them to participate. He only allowed them to choose the elite disciples of the sect.    

    

The members of the White Bird clan didn't lose their composure just because they lost. They still arranged for Wu Zewen and the others to be escorted off the mountain by helicopter.    

    

Of course, both sides had to think of their own ways to deal with these corpses, so Wu Shangwen left these things to Ye Chong to deal with personally.    

    

The news of Wu Cong-wen leading the Chinese Alliance to defeat the White Bird clan as the face of the Chinese people spread across the entire island overnight.    

    

Wu Shangwen became the idol of their hearts, and many young and pretty girls listed Wu Shangwen as their dream lover.    

    

Countless people came to see Wu Zewen every day. In the face of such honor, Wu Zewen's performance was rather low-key. Ever since the battle of Fuji Mountain, he stayed indoors in Jingmen Hall all day, leaving all the troublesome matters to Ye Chong to handle.    

    

Furthermore, Ye Chong originally held a high prestige in the eyes of the Chinese. Furthermore, he was personally assigned by Wu Zewen, so there was no one who didn't believe him.    

    

After his battle with White Bird Plains, Wu Shengwen felt that his saber technique had improved a lot. It had risen to a new level, and his understanding of saber techniques had increased by another level.    

    

Seeing that the old man was resting with his eyes closed, Wu Zewen's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to frighten the old man, but he didn't know that the old man had already noticed. He said lightly: "What, you feel that your wings are hard, so you want to come and assassinate Master."    

    

Wu Zewen immediately stopped walking and smiled embarrassedly, "How would I have the guts to do that? The main thing is that I have some questions about the island's women's worries that I wanted to ask Master. "    

    

When the old man heard this, he no longer cared about his image as an otherworldly expert. He hurriedly opened his eyes and almost drooled.    

    

"Where is my worried mistress? Hurry up and bring me there."    

    

Saying that, he kept looking behind Wu Zewen.    

    

Wu Zewen scratched his head and pretended to be in a difficult situation. "Master, you see, not only are all the women of the Island worried about their appearances?" She is as beautiful as a flower, and her skill in serving men is absolutely superb. "    

    

When he heard this, the old man's saliva started to drool and his eyes only emitted a green light. After coming to the island country for almost a month, the old man had long since held his breath.    

    

"It's true!"    

    

The old man's eyes were shining as he stared at Wu Shangwen. Having been in the island country for such a long time, he had heard how captivating island women's worries were, making men forget about them.    

    

"Of course."    

    

Wu Shangwen said.    

    

"Hurry up and bring your teacher along!"    

    

The old man could not wait to leave, as if he was in a hurry to put out the fire.    

    

"No problem."    

    

After Wu Zewen finished speaking, he led the old man out.    

    

However, just as he was about to reach the door, Wu Zewen suddenly stopped in his tracks.    

    

"What's wrong?"    

    

the old man asked.    

    

Wu Zewen patted his head, and as if he suddenly thought of something, he said, "No, no." I still have something on my mind, so I can't go. "    

    

The old man's anger was aroused. Seeing that his disciple had stopped walking, he immediately became anxious and said, "What other things do you still have to worry about? Tell me. I'll help you."    

    

Seeing the old man's eager expression, a trace of craftiness flashed in Wu Shangwen's eyes as he coughed dryly and said.    

    

"Cough, cough, master. When will that whatever Martial Ancestor's foot without a shadow be able to let me have a better understanding of him? "    

    

Wu Zewen said in a euphemistic manner.    

    

"F * ck, good one!" "Are you threatening me?"    

    

The old man glared at him. He took off his shoes and was about to take another letter when the latter ran away while covering his head with his hands.    

    

"How would I dare, Master?" "But didn't you just say that you want to help me? Are you going to go back on your word?"    

    

Wu Shangwen dared to ask in a small voice.    

    

"Alright, come over then. Master will now show you the Shadowless Buddha Mountain. "    

    

The old man looked at Wu Wenjie and said with a smile that was not a smile.    

    

Seeing the other party's sneaky smile, Wu Shangwen didn't dare to go over and say: "Master, I can still see it clearly from here. You can just cast it now."    

    

However, just as he finished speaking, he saw a black stinky object fly towards him. A shoe was less than half a meter away from his face.    

    

Wu Shangwen hurriedly hid to the side, giving the old man a mischievous smile.    

    

The old man was almost infuriated by his words.    

    

However, Wu Zewen didn't force the old man any further. He took the old man through a boss they knew in Chinatown and went to look for two island ladies who were the star of a recent movie.    

    

Seeing the other party's fiery hot figure and that soul-reaping gaze, the fire in Wu Zewen's body also started burning as his throat kept rolling.    

    

Ever since he came to the Island Country, although Jing Jing had been by his side, the battle with the White Bird Plains had involved all of his energy and he had no time to think about these things.    

    

He had already defeated the Hundred Year Plains, even though Wu Zewen didn't dare to be careless, the Huaxia Alliance and Jingmen Sect's defenses were even tighter than before.    

    

However, as long as he didn't vent his anger on it, it would be difficult for it to fade away.    

    

However, he had thought of asking Wu Shangwen to look for a woman to worry about, but when he thought about it again, he didn't know how many men had ridden on their bodies, so he gave up.    

    

Immediately, without waiting for the old man, he went back to Jing Clan by himself. It was already late at night, but seeing Jing Jing's room still lit up, Wu Zewen walked over and knocked on the door, but there was no sound from inside.    

    

Wu Zewen pushed the door open and walked in. Jing Jing wasn't in the room, but the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom.    

    

"Is it Brother Wu?"    

    

Jing Jing's voice came from the bathroom.    

    

Hearing the tempting voice and recalling the smooth and exquisite body of the other party, the blood in Wu Shangwen's body was like a car on the highway, rushing up in an instant.    

    

"Cough, cough …" "Yeah." As Wu Zewen spoke, he walked towards the washroom. When he reached the door, he was impolite. He pushed the door open and walked in.    

    

"Ah — you're sick of it. Who let you in?"    

    

At this moment, Jing Jing was standing under a lotus flower canopy, and she still had not taken off her black clothes. She had just bought them two days ago, and they were made from a translucent cloth …    

    

The material was made of the same material, and one could faintly see the pointed end of the Jade Maiden Peak, as well as the lower part of her stomach. The material was made of the same material, and the pointed end of the Jade Maiden Peak could faintly be seen, as well as the lower part of her stomach.    

    

Wu Zewen swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The next moment, he pounced on Jing Jing like a wild animal …    

    

Jing Jing's hands were tightly wrapped around Wu Shangwen's neck, her entire body was like a vine, coiling around his waist.    

    

Very soon, the sound of skin hitting skin could be heard from the bathroom. The two of them had been fighting inside the bathroom for more than an hour …    

    

Because he hadn't been released for a long time, he needed Jing Jing five or six times during the night before he could give up. However, he still woke up at six o'clock the next morning and started to practice his saber skills in the courtyard. After a battle with the White Bird Plains, he was clear-headed enough to realize that he still had many shortcomings.    

    

Wu Ziwen's sabre technique was to fight more and more often, and slowly become more and more proficient. After getting rid of the dregs, he gradually moved towards the realm of "no sabre, there is still a way to go".    

    

Before he could finish his round of practice, the gate of the yard suddenly opened and Sun Jianmei hurried in.    

    

"Sovereign, there is an urgent need to report to you!" Sun Jianmei was obviously embarrassed for interrupting Wu Shangwen's practice of the sword.    

    

However, Wu Ziwen wasn't a very particular person. He stopped his sabresmanship and took down a towel from a nearby shelf to wipe his face. He said, "Speak, why are you in such a hurry?"    

    

Sun Jianmei said, "Last night, the Eight Trigrams Sect, the Dragon Alliance and several other dojos were attacked. Twenty people died in total, all of them being the elites of the sect. More than thirty of them were injured."    

    

After Wu Zewen heard this, his sword-like eyebrows creased slightly. He didn't need to ask to know that it was definitely done by someone sent by the White Bird clan.    

    

"Oh, I didn't expect the Hundred Birds Family to move so quickly."    

    

Sun Jianmei said with a solemn face, "That's right. Sovereign, you killed the young man who has the most potential to succeed the next Patriarch. They will definitely not let you off." "So, this time they are sending out ninjas."    

    

"Ninjas!"    

    

When Wu Zewen was in China, he had been attacked by Ninjas twice. Unfortunately, he couldn't catch his opponent with his own hands and could only watch him run away. Until now, Wu Zewen still felt depressed.    

    

However, he soon thought of another problem.    

    

"The other forces of the Chinese Alliance were ambushed, why is our Jingmen safe and sound?"    

    

Of course, Wu Shangwen wouldn't naively believe that the other party was afraid of him.    

    

Sun Jianmei said: "Whether it is in China or in the island country, our Jing Clan is very well-hidden. Besides our sect's people, no one else knows about it. This time, if it wasn't for the fact that Elder Xue and Qi Yuqing came with you to the island country, they definitely wouldn't have been able to enter Jing Men. However, I have already told the two of them to keep this a secret. "    

    

"So that's how it is." Wu Zewen nodded. Sun Jianmei's way of doing things was watertight, so it was no wonder that Jing Jing Jing had left Jingmen of the Island in her care.    

    

"However, what is the connection between the Hundred Years Family and the Wood Village?" Wu Shangwen asked.