Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 260: Knife Enters Emei

Zhao Wumian read the letter carefully twice. Zi Yi only told him to go to the Tang family to ask for the "Blood Dew Liquid", which would make the pill a success. Apart from that, he didn't say anything else. The letter Zhao Wumian sent to Luo Chaoyan at least contained a few private words, but Zi Yi's letter was just a few words about official business.

Zhao Wumian was a little disappointed, he opened the brocade box and took a few more looks. The pill was red in color, and black inside... Zhao Wumian didn't know much about poison, and didn't know what this poison pill was like, but the things Zi Yi gave him were always of high quality, so this must be a good thing. If he took it, it would probably help him improve his skills to a higher level?
As the brocade box was opened, an inexplicable fragrance lingered in the carriage. However, Zhao Wumian was not sensitive to the scent of elixir, he could only smell the scent of women. But some people were sensitive to this, and there were immediately surprised sounds coming from outside the window.

"Hey? Qingluan Pill?"

Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows frivolously and looked at the girls in confusion. Then he raised his hand to lift the curtain of the car and looked out.

There is a river on the side of the road that flows down from Mount Emei. Willow trees are planted on the river bank. Under the tree, there is a person wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat, sitting on the river bank fishing, with a few jars of wine next to him.

As soon as the curtains were opened, a faint smell of alcohol wafted in. The drunkard held a fishing rod in one hand and looked back at Zhao Wumian in the car. His old face was drunk with a bit of surprise and uncertainty.

Zhao Wumian was also a little surprised in his heart, but then he thought, the world of martial arts is vast, and there are endless hermit masters. Could it be said that he had met some reclusive old senior?

So he gently raised his hand to signal the car to stop, then lifted the car curtain and got out, "Old man, are you a master of poison?"

When I got closer, I saw a fish basket next to the old man, with a few plump river fish in it.

Tang Xingwen has studied the art of poison all his life, and he was even able to develop the King of Gu poison that is comparable to the Cold Jade Gu. Of course, he is considered a master of poison. There are no more than five people in the world who can compare with him. Even Zi Yi may not be stronger than him in the art of poison.

Seeing that Zhao Wumian was quite polite, he did not put on airs as a master and explained to Zhao Wumian, a rookie in the art of poison.

"In the Miaojiang Poison Dao, most of the well-known poisons are named after strange beasts from the mountains and rivers. The Miaojiang poison king Jiuli Gu means Candle Dragon. The poison pill in your hand, if I heard it right, should be Qingluan... Qingyuan, one of the Five Phoenixes, second only to Candle Dragon. What do you think of the grade of this poison pill?"

In other words, the poison pill that Zi Yi sent to Zhao Wumian this time was second only to Jiuli and Hanyu? So awesome?
Zhao Wumian was a little surprised. Zi Yi was really good to him and kept all the good things for him...

"Where can one get the materials needed for this poison pill?" Zhao Wumian was asking indirectly about Zi Yi's whereabouts.

"Miaojiang." Tang Xingwen picked up the wine jar and took a sip. When he mentioned Miaojiang, he was absent-minded for a moment, and then he turned his head to glance at Zhao Wumian, "The ingredient of this elixir is purple frost flower, which can't be found anywhere else, only in the Nine..."

So Zi Yi is currently in Miao territory, and has stolen the purple frost flower from the Jiuli tribe?

Tang Xingwen paused. There was no need to mention the Jiuli tribe to this stranger, but apart from the Jiuli tribe, there should be no place to find the purple frost flower. He became more curious about this young man. "Where did you get this pill?"

"A beauty gives a gift."

"A beautiful woman gave me a gift?" Tang Xingwen was slightly stunned, and then he laughed dumbly, looking at Zhao Wumian, "No wonder, no wonder, your appearance and temperament are also a bit like my charm when I was young, it is normal for a beautiful woman to be attracted to you, back then, back then..."

Tang Xingwen laughed, but then his expression inexplicably sank a little. He was silent for a few seconds, tilted his head to look at the river, and laughed softly again, "Back then, I was also attracted by a beautiful woman, which caused trouble..."

Zhao Wumian looked at the old man. He poisoned everyone and said such things... Tang Xingwen?

Tang Xingwen did not continue to speak. He and Zhao Wumian met by chance, so there was no need to say much. He just continued fishing and said, "A beauty gives me a gift, and I value feelings over things. This pill is insidious, and ordinary people will die if they touch it... However, how you want to use it is none of my business, but this pill is still missing an ingredient..."

"'Blood Dew', I know." Zhao Wumian closed the brocade box, nodded slightly, and then bowed lightly, "The old man is the old patriarch of the Tang family, Tang Xingwen, right?"

Tang Xingwen was slightly startled, looking surprised, "Who are you?"

"Zhao Wumian, I am here to visit the Tang family today to see my master." As he spoke, Zhao Wumian gently raised his hand towards the carriage, and Mu Lier lifted the curtain and walked down.

Tang Xingwen stood up suddenly and touched the fish basket. The river fish inside fell into the river and immediately swam away briskly into the water.

His eyesight was so sharp that he could tell at a glance that Mu Lier had already been poisoned. In fact, this poison was the Xiayun Gu that had been busy with him for half his life. But even without seeing it with his own eyes, he already knew it in his heart after Zhao Wumian revealed his identity.

Of course, he also read the letter sent by Zhao Wumian.

His drunken expression gradually became uncertain, and as Zhao Wumian announced his name, the two of them were no longer harmonious as before.

Zhao Wumian tilted his head and asked, "According to what I have found out, the old man still wants to refine the Xiayun Gu... Can you tell me the reason? This may determine whether I will take up my sword and go to Emei Mountain later."

Regardless of whether the Tang family has an antidote or not, we must first see what they want to do by refining the Xiayun Gu. Will they want to harm Mu Lier and use her to refine the Gu? This is the key to this trip.

Mu Lier glanced at Zhao Wumian's back, and then silently gripped the hilt of the sword. The surrounding palace masters and Yin and Yang Sigong were also alert.

So many people were staring at Tang Xingwen with murderous intent. If Tang Xingwen dared to show any hostility, his head would be hanging on the gate of Emei Sect tomorrow.

But Tang Xingwen is nearly a hundred years old and has seen all kinds of storms, so he is not afraid of a few young people.

He smiled faintly, shook off the raindrops on his raincoat, then bent down to pick up the fish basket from the river, put it beside him, sat down again, picked up the fishing rod, and after doing all this, he whispered:

"Wei Yu's first wife needs the Xiayun Gu to cultivate the innate poison body to save her life. This Xiayun Gu is also my lifelong wish. Lord, tell me, will Wei Yu make a move on you?"

Choke————

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in the rain, and the knives of Shen Lian and the surrounding imperial masters were already on Tang Xingwen's neck. The passers-by on the road were all stunned, thinking to themselves that this is the foot of Mount Emei, the Tang family's residence. If they kill someone in this place, aren't they afraid that Tang Weiyu will come to find them?

I wonder how they would feel if they knew that the person with the knife at his neck was actually Tang Weiyu's father.

Inside the carriage, the Queen Mother and Luo Xiangzhu looked here sideways, pursed their lips and said nothing. Although the Queen Mother loved to play and make noises, she never delayed important matters.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand calmly, preventing Shen Lian from pressing the knife into his neck, and then asked calmly, "Have you made up your mind, Tang Weiyu?"

"He just returned to Emei a few days ago, and he is obviously still struggling with his conscience. After all, we in the Tang family know better than anyone else the price of attacking the Marquis...I have caused such trouble before." Tang Xingwen said softly, thinking of the disaster that swept the Tang family that year.

"You are honest." Shen Lian couldn't help but say, "After you said this, we are on guard. If Tang Weiyu is determined to attack us again, it will be disadvantageous to your Tang family..."

As he spoke, Shen Lian's tone became even colder, "Or are you lying and have other intentions?"

"Do you have other intentions?" Tang Xingwen laughed a few times. "You are still young, you don't know the thoughts of an old man like me... I have lived for most of my life, and have been in the martial arts world for a lifetime. I have seen a lot of things. Now I am not willing to look at things from the perspective of profit. I say this just to make you understand."

"Your mind is clear?" Zhao Wumian stood behind Tang Xingwen with his hands behind his back. His back was tall and straight, completely different from Tang Xingwen who was sitting hunched over on the river bank.

The two stood in the rain, one full of energy in the morning, the other full of sorrow in the evening.

Tang Xingwen raised his hand and picked up the jar of wine from the side. Shen Lian glanced at Zhao Wumian, then silently pulled the knife back a little to give Tang Xingwen a chance to drink.

After taking a sip of the strong liquor, Tang Xingwen looked even more drunk, and his complexion became a little more ruddy.

"More than 20 years ago, I returned home after learning martial arts from Jiuli. I helped the Tang family solve a big problem and naturally became the head of the family... My Lord may not know how high-spirited I was at that time. I have no talent for martial arts. I have worked hard to practice martial arts for more than ten years, but I can't even get into the Tang family's light skills. But when I returned home, everyone had to look up to me. Hey! That feeling..."

Zhao Wumian had heard of Tang Xingwen's deeds and was not surprised. He asked calmly, "What happened next?"

"Later, I passed by Langzhong in Shu and met a village girl. She didn't know who the emperor was, nor did she know the three sects and six schools. She only knew her own piece of land. She was very smart. When I met her, she was being forced to marry by her family. I have always disliked the words of parents' orders and matchmakers, but I also saw that the village girl had good farming skills, so I took her in and let her stay in the Tang family to take care of the medicinal herbs for me, so I spent money to buy her.

From then on, she followed me around and did odd jobs. I planted herbs while she did them, I raised poisonous insects while she did them, and I recorded the growth of the herbs today while she added incense and ground ink behind me.

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment and turned to look at Mu Lier.

Mu Lier pretended not to notice his gaze, but recalled a few things and asked, "It seems that you provoked Chuyun Manor later?"

Chuyun Manor was the leader of the Shu underworld more than 20 years ago. At that time, Yangshe Congyun had not yet connected the Bridge of Heaven and Earth, so Chuyun Manor was still the boss of Shu. Although there were no masters of the Bridge of Heaven and Earth in Chuyun Manor, it had the advantage of being large in size and having many masters. There were more than a dozen masters in one manor, which was already the number of masters in Xiao Xitian.

"Yeah." Tang Xingwen snorted lightly, took a sip of wine, looked at the misty rain on the river with an expressionless face, and whispered:

"The village girl has been with me for many years, and the poison has entered her body. At that time, I was so focused on refining the Xiayun Gu that I completely ignored her physical condition. It was not until she was about to die that I suddenly realized it. Shu is thousands of miles away from Jin, and I really don't have time to go to Xiaoxitian to seek the Zhenzhu Relics and Treasures to remove the poison... Later, I heard that Chuyun Manor had a pill that could cure all poisons, so I went to beg for it."

"Is there really a pill in the world that can cure all poisons?" Zhao Wumian frowned.

"How is that possible? Any poison requires a specific antidote. I know this better than anyone, but I still tried my best. I trusted Chuyun Manor, did some things for them, and let them manipulate me. In the end, I realized I was deceived, so I got angry and poisoned and killed dozens of them." Tang Xingwen's tone was a little sad, but his expression was still looking at the river silently, and he continued:

"So Chuyun Manor killed more than a hundred people from my Tang family. The village girl...she didn't die from the poison in the end, but from Chuyun Manor's knife."

At the end, even though Tang Xingwen had lived for almost a hundred years, his voice still trembled slightly.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, and he seemed to understand what Tang Xingwen meant by talking about the past. He sighed softly, "Are you afraid that Tang Weiyu will repeat the same mistake you made more than 20 years ago?"

"I don't know what Wei Yu will choose, and I don't want to interfere with his choice..." Tang Xingwen was silent for a while, then turned his head to look at Zhao Wumian. He was silent for a few seconds, his expression no longer as carefree as before, only an inexplicable calmness.

"You have the poison pill in your hand, but you still need the 'blood dew liquid'. I have this on me and it can help you make the pill. I only hope that if Wei Yu decides to follow my old path, you will give the Tang family and the Emei Sect a chance to live."

Shen Lian and the surrounding palace masters all frowned, wondering how this was possible? Who doesn't know the truth of cutting the grass at its roots? And this was also funny. If I kill you, won't I get the blood dew liquid?

Mu Lier and the Queen Mother both looked at Zhao Wumian.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhao Wumian handed the brocade box to Tang Xingwen and said calmly, "Things in the martial arts world are left to the martial arts world."

After a while, Zhao Wumian took back the brocade box and asked, "Is there an antidote for the poison in Master's body?"

Tang Xingwen shook his head, "I don't know. This is the first time I've seen Little King Yan in this state... But it's too early to talk about the antidote now. I don't know what Wei Yu will choose. If we don't solve Wei Yu's problem, then will the Marquis dare to use the antidote given by our Tang family?"

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, turned around and left. When he was about to step onto the carriage, one foot had already stepped on the frame. Then he paused and looked back.

Tang Xingwen sat on the river bank with his back hunched, holding the fishing rod in both hands, staring silently at the river. He had already drunk up the jars of wine beside him.

A few tiny rays of moonlight tried their best to pass through the clouds that looked like spikes of silver grass in the night sky and fell along the rain curtain. The raindrops drew tiny black shadows in the moonlight and fell into the river.

Will the events of more than 20 years ago be repeated on Mount Emei?

In a trance, Zhao Wumian saw the shadow of Tang Weiyu on Tang Xingwen's back.

Zhao Wumian shook his head, stepped onto the carriage and lifted the curtain.

Shen Lian and the surrounding palace masters snorted coldly, sheathed their swords, and turned over to mount on their tall horses.

"Go to Emei." Zhao Wumian's flat voice came from the carriage.

Gurgle gurgle————

The carriage swayed, rolling over the puddles on the bluestone floor tiles, heading towards the foot of Mount Emei.

"Could he have done anything to the poison pill?" The Queen Mother lowered the curtain, her tone slightly worried.

"He doesn't know that I am born with a body that is immune to all poisons. He won't know that I wanted to take the poison pill myself. Besides, if he really dares to do anything, then Emei and the Tang family will definitely be wiped out of the world." Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly, picked up the poison pill in the brocade box and looked at it for a few seconds. The color of the pill became even redder.

Shen Lian's voice came from outside the carriage, "My Lord, I don't know if the Tang family will harm you... Why not send a letter and mobilize troops? Tang Weiyu is loyal and will not abandon Emei and the Tang family. It is safest for us to march directly to the border with our army."

"The army approaching the border may be able to suppress the matter temporarily, but it is only a temporary solution. Now that we are in the martial arts world, there is no need to send troops unless it is necessary. The conflict between the court and the martial arts world was reconciled just right by the late emperor. We must not ruin the balance."

Shen Lian pondered for a while and thought to himself that this was true, the imperial court and the martial arts world had always been incompatible, but the Jingzheng Dynasty was peaceful and stable. Firstly, there was the policy of the Ten Martial Champions, secondly, there were hundreds of thousands of troops of the imperial court suppressing the martial arts world, and thirdly, Emperor Jingzheng also adhered to the principle of "the martial arts world should be left to the martial arts world".

Of course, the saying "Martial arts matters are to be left to the martial arts world" is a bit "flexible". When one wants to use the rules of the martial arts world to solve the problem, one will use the rules of the martial arts world. If one does not want to use them, one will naturally use the court to suppress it... But once the army is used and the matter becomes a big deal, the meaning will be completely different.

Today, the relationship between the martial arts world and the imperial court is relatively balanced, and Tang Weiyu is not a small master who can be manipulated by others. If it is not necessary, it is best not to use a large army, which will waste money and manpower, and the people will also complain.

There is still a war going on at the front line, and you secretly mobilized troops in the rear, not to fight the Rong people, but to fight the Jianghu people? If there is no reason that can convince the Jianghu people, it will definitely cause unrest in the Jianghu.

The Jianghu can still bring income to the court if it is doing well. If it is not necessary, there is no need to tear each other apart.

The Marquis is still thoughtful. Seeing that Zhao Wumian seemed to have an idea, Shen Lian stopped talking and just followed Zhao Wumian's orders.

The Queen Mother saw things more clearly than Shen Lianyuan. She knew it was not appropriate to mobilize troops at this moment, so she tilted her mature and beautiful face and suggested, "If Tang Weiyu really attacks you, it would be an attempt to assassinate the Marquis, and the martial arts world would recognize it... How about you go up the mountain now and let him beat you up, and then use this as an excuse to accuse the Tang family of rebellion?"

"..." Zhao Wumian's eyes twitched, "Does the Queen Mother want to beat me herself?"

"What are you talking about? I want to beat you up, can you still resist me?" The Queen Mother propped up her side face, crossed her plump legs, and raised her embroidered shoes under her skirt. "How about letting Shen Lian go up the mountain? He can take a beating."

Shen Lian outside the car: "..."

"He wants to go up the mountain to provoke, how can he survive from Tang Weiyu? Does he want to risk his life to throw dirty water on the Tang family? If so, then what is the difference between us and Luo Shuzhi?" Mu Lier herself was not used to this kind of behavior, so she retorted.

The Queen Mother curled her lips, "Although that move is harmful, it is useful. Shen Lian can't survive. The Marquis is a natural person. He may not be able to defeat Tang Weiyu, but he will definitely have no problem escaping. That's why I suggested that he go..."

The Queen Mother pondered for a while, "But forget it. There's no guarantee that the Tang family has some ambush or trap. Anyway, we can't handle Tang Weiyu's case, and we don't dare to use the Tang family's antidote... Why don't we split up into two groups? The Marquis goes to Qingcheng Mountain to continue fighting the Sword Master, and my sister takes some palace masters to Xiaoxitian to find the Pearl Relics and Treasure Tower to detoxify?"

Hearing this, Mu Lier's pupils widened a little, "Robber?"

"What do you mean by robbing someone..." The Queen Mother frowned slightly, "It will take more than half a month to travel from Emei Mountain to Xiaoxitian. Zhao Wumian once said frankly that he would challenge Dao Kui in February. A gentleman's word is his bond. If he goes in March, won't he be laughed at by the whole world? But your poison can't be delayed. You can't wait until he finishes beating Yangshe Congyun before going to Xiaoxitian, right?"

What the Queen Mother said must be correct, so she added, "It's true that Zhao Wumian is your apprentice, but I am your sister. If we really go by seniority, he is also my junior. What's the point of snatching someone away from me... Look at what you said, such petty and angry words."

Mu Lier was unable to utter a word after being refuted. After all, her words did not sound like she was afraid that the Queen Mother would snatch her apprentice away, but rather that she was afraid that the Queen Mother would snatch her man away.

The two sisters were talking to each other, while Luo Xiangzhu pulled the corner of Zhao Wumian's clothes in the corner, then stood up slightly, took the Wuhen Knife hanging from the inside of the car, and handed it to Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian was slightly surprised, raised his hand to take it, and asked with a smile: "How do you know what I want to do?"

Luo Xiangzhu straightened her chest, then put her two little hands together and pretended to be imprisoned. She was talking about the time when she and Zhao Wumian went out to the capital and were framed by Dong Yan.

Only then did Luo Xiangzhu do this to Zhao Wumian.

From that night on, Luo Xiangzhu knew what kind of person Zhao Wumian was.

"What are you whispering about?" The Queen Mother looked puzzled and asked curiously.

"This is a secret between the princess and me." Zhao Wumian swallowed the poison pill, smiled at the empress dowager, and then closed his eyes to absorb the drug's power.

"What..." The Queen Mother looked away in dissatisfaction.

The carriage swayed slowly and arrived at the foot of Mount Emei in two quarters of an hour. It was now the middle of the night and the small town was not as prosperous as the capital. Even if there was no curfew, most people had already gone to sleep at this time and the surrounding streets were dark.

The rolling mountains were vaguely visible in the night rain. In front of the mountain was a mountain gate several feet long, with the word "Emei" written in bold strokes. Under the mountain gate, a stone staircase extended up the mountain. On both sides of the stone lampstands were yellow lights. Looking from bottom to top, the yellow lights connected into a line, leading to the top of Mount Emei.

Zhao Wumian was still in meditation, and the other girls did not disturb him. The Queen Mother leaned forward to look at Mount Emei in front of her. Her mature and beautiful face was filled with a rare calmness as she looked at Mu Lier, "It seems that Zhao Wumian is determined to fight Tang Weiyu to the end..."

Mu Lier closed her eyes and regulated her breathing, then just nodded slightly when she heard that.

"You're willing to risk your life for me?" The Queen Mother had a slightly amused expression on her face, and then she sighed softly, "That's great! If I could have a man like this who would risk his life for me, I would definitely not want anything but just want to follow him. Marry him, follow him wherever he goes..."

Mu Lier felt that the Queen Mother's words seemed to indicate that she had discovered her and Zhao Wumian's "secret love", so she said this deliberately to test her. She then kept silent and pretended not to hear.

The Queen Mother snorted lightly and said no more.

After a moment, Zhao Wumian opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"How does it feel?" Mu Lier opened her beautiful eyes and asked with her head tilted.

"Just one poison pill feels like it's equivalent to my three months of hard training. I guess Tang Xingwen was right. The rank of this poison pill is quite impressive... I wonder what kind of suffering she went through when she was preparing this pill." Zhao Wumian clenched his palms, his tone slightly surprised and worried.

The Queen Mother blinked her eyes, with a strange look on her face, "My Lord, you, you won't be so mean to the Imperial Master... If His Majesty knew about this, he would probably be furious."

Mu Lier rolled her eyes, thinking to herself that the Imperial Master was nothing, he even...

Mu Lier shook her head repeatedly, cleared her distracting thoughts, and got out of the car with her sword in hand, "Don't talk about these nonsense... Let's go."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly. There was no need for further explanation. The women present also understood his intention.

Lifting the car curtain, cool raindrops mixed with the coolness of the night rushed towards Zhao Wumian like a tide.

Tick-tick-tick————

The raindrops fell on the eaves and corners of the corridor, making a tinkling sound.

"My Lord." The masters of the imperial palace around him nodded to him.

Shen Lian got off his horse and pulled at his raincoat. "Are we going to fight up the mountain together?"

"No, you stay at the foot of the mountain to protect the Queen Mother and the Princess." Zhao Wumian took the bamboo hat that the Queen Mother had made for him and put it on, and slung the Wuhen Knife and the Shangzhu Sword across his waist, "I will go up the mountain with my Master."

Mu Lier pulled out a spear wrapped in black cloth from the side of the horse's belly and carried the spear for Zhao Wumian.

"Ah?" Shen Lian and the surrounding masters were all stunned. "Well, although we are weak, if the Tang family and Emei are determined to murder the Marquis, we risk our lives, and the Marquis will have a better chance of winning, right?"

"Let the Marquis go." The Queen Mother lifted the curtain of the carriage, holding a folding fan in one hand to cover the lower half of her face, her beautiful eyes calm, "You are not allowed to interfere in the battle of Wu Kui, don't go to your death. If the Marquis wants to fight, then let him fight. Hasn't he always been like this? He also wanted to break into the palace and broke in alone..."

The Queen Mother smiled faintly, then lowered the curtains. A voice came from the carriage, "My Lord, don't forget to send me back to the capital."

Zhao Wumian smiled and patted Shen Lian on the shoulder, "Send a signal if there is anything."

Shen Lian wanted to say, "Shouldn't I be the one saying this to you?" But he saw Zhao Wumian had already passed him and stepped onto the stone steps leading to Mount Emei with Mu Li'er.

The rain was getting heavier, and Zhao Wumian climbed the stairs. The yellow lights on both sides shone on him and Mu Lier, showing a sense of coldness and solemnity. In a moment, the two disappeared among the vague mountains.

swish swish ——————

The midnight breeze blew across the branches of trees on both sides of the mountain road, creating ripples. Water droplets fell from the branches and leaves with the breeze, and the sound of rain in my ears was much more intense than in the towns outside the mountains.

The rain slid down the stone steps, and some water splashed as the long boots stepped on them.

Mu Lier remained silent all the way, and after a moment she whispered, "Why are you so nice to me?"

"I like you, what other reason could there be? Would I fight with a martial arts master just for some random woman?"

"Don't you feel sad?"

"What's sad?"

"With your status, strength, talent, and appearance, any woman can be sent to your bed with just a flick of your finger, but as your master..."

Zhao Wumian raised his hand to interrupt Mu Lier and said seriously, "This is better."

Mu Lier was slightly stunned, "What do you mean?"

"If Master obeys me so easily, then he is still Master? Master, Your Majesty, Miss Shen, Guan Yunshu, etc. If you have a crush on me because of my status, strength, talent, and appearance, doesn't it mean that as long as a man with other status, strength, talent, and appearance is not inferior to mine, you will fall in love with him instead?" Zhao Wumian said with great relief:
"Fortunately, you are not that kind of woman..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Lier pulled his face and said, "I don't know about them, but since I like you, it is impossible for me to be attracted to other men. Strength, talent, appearance and other things can't change my heart. Do you understand? What you said really makes me angry. Don't mention it next time."

"You don't deny that you like me?" Zhao Wumian looked surprised.

Mu Lier smiled softly at him.

Zhao Wumian was immediately delighted, and felt as if he had endless energy. He clenched his fists and shouted towards the top of the mountain: "Tang Weiyu——"

The sound was deafening, and the accumulated water on the surrounding branches and leaves was instantly shaken off. Countless birds were awakened from the forest, and accompanied by the sounds of birds singing and flapping wings, they flew out of Mount Emei, leaving behind black shadows in the rain.

Zhao Wumian's momentum rose steadily with these words, and he used the 'Heavenly Demon Blood Solution' without hesitation.

Swish swish ————

The rain curtain in the sky and the trees in the mountains suddenly began to shake violently, as if a gust of wind swooped down and swept down. A long mist could be vaguely seen in the rain curtain, condensing into a white line, spreading downward from the mountain top. The branches and leaves of the trees below the white line suddenly flew outwards, and countless fallen leaves moved in the wind.

Choke————

Zhao Wumian drew his sword without hesitation. The chilling sound of the sword being drawn echoed throughout the entire Mount Emei, and a cold light suddenly appeared in the night rain.

clang----

The next moment, the dense rain and flying leaves in front of Zhao Wumian were all shattered by the energy, and then a spark suddenly appeared in front of him.

Mu Lier raised her hands to shield her face, the raindrops wet her ink-black hair. She was shocked at Zhao Wumian's current strength, but her expression remained calm.

Zhao Wumian stepped down three stone steps in a row before he could barely relieve his strength. His eyes were cold, and a little white air blew upwards through his straw raincoat. He raised his head indifferently and lifted his bamboo hat slightly.

He saw a gray-robed man standing a few dozen stone steps away from him, holding a knife in his backhand, blocking the way in front of him, looking down at Zhao Wumian from above, with a look of doubt and uncertainty, "Zhao Wumian...Weiming Hou..."

Zhao Wumian tilted his hat slightly and looked at Tang Weiyu, "I already know about your wife's affairs. What a coincidence, you want to save your wife, and I also want to save my wife..."

Wipe————

Zhao Wumian sheathed the sword, then loosened his hand, allowing the sword to sink into the sheath under the force of gravity.

He smiled calmly, "You are hesitant because you are afraid of implicating your family. Then I will help you make the decision."

Zhao Wumian paused, then said coldly: "Let's see whose knife is faster."

After the words fell, the two were silent. The whole world fell silent at this moment, with only the sound of falling raindrops.

Tang Weiyu's expression changed from astonishment and confusion at first to expressionless at this moment.

He didn't say anything else, but pointed the blade at Zhao Wumian.

One person was at the bottom of the stone steps, and the other was on the steps, standing opposite each other.

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