Chapter 530
Zhao Lingzhu, who came back to her senses, knelt down beside Zhang Wuji with the child in her arms.

Seeing her move over, Zhang Wuji gave up a little space and let her sit beside him.

Zhao Lingzhu asked at this time: "These people are vicious bandits, they should be wiped out, did you just want to let them live?"

Zhang Wuji didn't hide it either, and replied directly: "Yes."

Zhao Lingzhu asked: "But they are bandits, if you don't get rid of them, they will harm other people."

Zhang Wuji glanced at Zhao Lingzhu, and then he said: "They are just a group of mobs being used. They are not gangsters. Except for the leader, the behavior of the others is very strange. I am used to seeing robbers of all races all the way west. It's the first time they've done this kind of thing. If they didn't think badly about you, I wouldn't kill them."

Zhao Lingzhu was staring at Zhang Wuji all the time.

Zhang Wuji glanced at Zhao Lingzhu, then asked while driving, "What are you doing looking at me like that?"

Zhao Lingzhu replied: "I feel that you have changed. When you were in Guangmingding and Wan'an Temple, you never held back. You even set fire to the capital city in order to save us from Wan'an Temple. I didn't expect you to change so much now." Mercy has softened."

Zhang Wuji sighed and said, "Oh! It's not that I'm soft-hearted, it's just that they are like this, and it's all because of me. If I hadn't been cheated by King Ruyang's golden cicada to escape the shell, the Central Plains would not be lost, and neither should we." Retire to the south of the Yangtze River to regroup. If the Central Plains is still in my hands, they are just hardworking old farmers. And the leader is at best a ruffian who has been blamed."

Zhao Lingzhu seemed to understand Zhang Wuji's words.

In this way, the two have nothing to say all the way, but the relationship between the two is a little closer.Zhao Lingzhu didn't shy away from Zhang Wuji so much.

When the two arrived in Nanyang, they were walking on the official road.

Suddenly, I saw dust flying in the distance.

Zhao Lingzhu, who was sitting next to Zhang Wuji, said, "My lord, the dust in front must not be Mongolian cavalry."

Zhang Wuji drove the car calmly and said: "Don't worry, even if there are thousands of troops in front of me, they are nothing but grass."

As the two approached, the two of them finally saw everything in front of them clearly.

On the official road to the east, a carriage drove up.Behind the carriage is a small group of Mongolian cavalry.

The driver was a 24-year-old woman in brocade clothes.

While watching the road and driving, the woman turned her head to look at the Mongolian cavalry chasing her from time to time.

But she was driving a cart, and those Mongolian cavalry were horses.

The distance between the two sides is getting shorter and shorter in the pursuit.

When the carriage was about to arrive in front of Zhang Wuji and the two of them, the team of Mongolian cavalry chased after them.Then a Mongolian soldier accurately threw a tripping rope, which directly tied the legs of the horse pulling the cart.

As the horse stopped, the vehicle driven by the woman stopped instantly.Then rolled over.And a bloated man in bright clothes and a box in his arms rolled out of the car.

This man is about 50 years old, not tall, wide and fat, like a short meat ball.

The woman had quick hands and quick eyes, and directly lifted him up and jumped off the car to prevent him from being injured.

But the man couldn't hold it firmly, and the box in his arms was thrown flying out.

"My money! My money!" the man couldn't help shouting, even crying.

And the moment the box touched the ground, it was thrown open.The gold, silver and jewels in the box fell to the ground in an instant, even exuding dazzling jewels and jewels under the rays of the setting sun.

After the woman put the man on the ground, she held a sword and confronted the surrounding Mongolian soldiers.

And the man wanted to pick up his treasure box, but the woman stepped on the silk skirt.

While paying attention to the Mongolian soldiers who might attack at any time, the woman said to the man, "What time is this! You still give up your life and money!"

The bloated man was wearing high-quality silk, and the woman stepped on it with a heavy horse stance, it was difficult for this man to climb an inch.

At this time, the man saw that his treasure was in front of him and he couldn't get it, so he shouted to the woman: "You heartless little girl, which one of your clothes is not bought with this money? Let's go I don't know when I can go back, and I have no money. Will you support your father in the future?"

Zhang Wuji followed the wind and heard the conversation between the father and daughter, turned around and couldn't help laughing: "Hey! It seems that there are still more people in this world who want money or life."

"What?" Zhao Lingzhu asked.

Zhang Wuji stopped the bullock cart and said, "The two father and daughter behind were entangled by Mongolian soldiers, we have to help them."

Zhao Lingzhu followed Zhang Wuji's gaze, and she saw the woman holding a sword on guard through the gap, and then exclaimed happily: "It's Senior Sister Su Mengqing!"

Zhang Wuji said with a smile: "If this is the case, then we need to help." After saying that, Zhang Wuji flew towards Su Mengqing and his daughter.

Su Mengqing, who was surrounded by Mongolian cavalry, frowned, constantly thinking about how to resolve the crisis in front of him.

Although Su Mengqing is also a direct disciple of Miejue Shitai, her martial arts are not very high, and she is only considered to be above average in the arena.

This is not because Miejue Shi is too secretive, nor is it because of Su Mengqing's poor aptitude.On the contrary, Su Mengqing's aptitude is not inferior to that of Zhou Zhiruo and Ji Xiaofu.

It's just that Su Mengqing's heart is not on martial arts, but on things such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting that cultivate sentiment.

And Miejue Shitai's evaluation of Su Mengqing is six words "mud can't support the wall".

But Miejue Shitai is not too difficult, because Su Mengqing's identity is somewhat special.

Other members of the Emei School come from various sources.

There are orphans adopted by Miejue Shitai, such as Zhao Lingzhu and Bei Jinyi.

There are also recommendations from other sects, such as Zhou Zhiruo and Ji Xiaofu.

There are also those who have been appreciated by the master step by step by virtue of their own efforts, such as Ding Minjun, the young master Jingxuan.

But there are also some people who donate money to enshrine entry, such as Su Mengqing.

Su Mengqing is the daughter of the richest man in Suzhou, and the Su family will send a large sum of offerings to Emei every year.

The offerings given by Su Mengqing's family every year can support the food and clothing of the entire Emei Sect for a whole year.

It is precisely because of this that Miejue Shitai indulged Su Mengqing's "not thinking about making progress", even though her martial arts was poor, she did not drive her out of the teacher's school.

But today's Su Mengqing is "the only one who hates less when martial arts is used up", and only hates himself for not learning martial arts diligently.So that it is now in a desperate situation.

Su Mengqing complained: "Father! It's all your fault. If you are willing to give up your money earlier, throw away the gold and silver, and these Mongolian Tartars won't have to chase us like this!"

Master Su retorted: "Have I not thrown away yet? I have thrown away all the other things I brought with me. If I throw them away, we father and daughter will really beg for food!"

Master Su sat on the ground, looking at the Mongolian Tartars surrounding him and his daughter.He shouted: "You military lords, as long as you can spare the old man and the old man's daughter. You take all the money."

When Su Mengqing heard the words, she was also "pissed off" by her father and laughed.Although his father is both greedy and stingy.But she was the only one who never stingy with her only daughter.In his heart, daughter is more important than money.

At this time, Zhang Wuji's voice echoed from the sky: "I think the goal of these Mongolian soldiers is not your money! It's this beautiful lady!"

(End of this chapter)

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