The Romance of the Third World of Yitian

"I just asked about the relationship with that Zhao Min, but you avoided answering. Let me ask you, do you still take the Han Dynasty, family hatred and national hatred in your heart?"

"Naturally, I will keep it in my heart." Thinking of my brother, I looked away and said through gritted teeth.

The master's voice was serious: "Zhiruo, look up at me as a teacher. You know, as a teacher, I have two major wishes in my life. The first is to drive away the Tartars and light up my Han Dynasty; , Surpassing Shaolin and Wudang, becoming the number one sect in the Central Plains martial arts."

"Apprentice knows." I said, my heart became heavier and heavier, and I felt that I was almost out of breath under the heavy pressure.

"You have a very high level of comprehension, and your skill develops rapidly. You don't like to fight, you care about Emei, and like me, you look forward to the glory of my Han Dynasty. As a teacher, I have always placed high hopes on you. I hope you will not deceive me this time—you know Knowing that she is a woman, knowing her identity, knowing what she has done to Wulin, are you going against the world to do that sexual thing with her?"

I was startled, and seeing Master's eyes on the hickey on the side of my neck, I knew that I couldn't hide it, and was about to answer, when I heard Senior Sister Bei suddenly kneel beside me, crying, "Master, Junior Sister, she has exhausted all her internal energy. It must have been forced by that demon girl, and I had no choice but to make a mistake, I hope Master will see clearly and don't blame him."

It turned out that the senior sister also saw it, and I sighed in my heart, convinced that this time it would not end easily.

The master sternly asked: "Since this is the case, let's change the question for the master: Zhiruo, did you ever have a heart for that demon girl?"

I don't know where the courage came from, I straightened up, my eyes no longer dodged, "Master, she is not a witch, she is just—"

"Zhiruo!" The senior sister held me back, almost begging, "Zhiruo, don't contradict Master..."

"..." I don't start.

The atmosphere is on the verge of breaking out, and something is slowly collapsing along the crack that I have been deceiving myself to deliberately conceal.

"Zhiruo, if you still take me seriously as a master, just kneel down and make a solemn oath." The master's face sank like water, "You say this: my little girl Zhou Zhiruo swears to the Tianmeng, if in the future I swear to the Tartars... Zhao Min, a demon girl, has a deep admiration for her. If we marry her, if she is sorry for my Han Dynasty and violates the teachings of my master, my own parents will die in the ground, and my bones will not be safe; I've been restless all day and night."

I knelt in a daze, dizzy in a trance, and felt that everything overlapped with the first life.The content of the oath has changed subtly, but it will still be a nightmare that haunts me for half my life, a lingering nightmare.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Master stared fiercely at my face like lightning, "Why don't you speak?! Zhiruo, are you going to be sorry for Master's teaching, sorry for the spirit of your parents in heaven, and sorry for the Han Dynasty?! If you have a clear conscience , I made this oath!"

The senior sister also tried to persuade me with kind words, but I just felt that there was a rumble in my head, with a clear conscience, a clear conscience, how could it be so simple?

Xinyang, Hanshui, Mingguang, Ruyang Palace, under Kunlun Mountain, on top of Guangming Peak, Green Willow Villa, by the bathing pool... The scenes of entanglement since the age of seven flashed before my eyes. I suddenly waved my senior sister's hand, slowly But he kowtowed firmly to the ground, his throat felt dry for a while.

For a long time, I only heard a hoarse voice echoing in the huge wing, in front of the master and all the senior sisters, expressing the most shy and hidden feelings in my heart, "My disciple, I have a guilty conscience."

"Because I have her in my heart, I can't think innocently, nor can I have a clear conscience and be frank."

As I said that, I slammed my forehead on the ground hard.

Every time I said a word, I knocked it, and it didn't take long for blood to flow down, staining my vision red.

"That's right, Tu'er has already done that - redacted - thing with her, she is completely willing from the beginning to the end, and she hasn't forced me at all."

"Even though we are both women, and our status is very different, I, Zhou Zhiruo, love her and am willing to treat her with sincerity and marry her. But my disciples have never forgotten the responsibility of restoring Emei and my Han family."

"That's why Tuer won't become Yuan Ting's eagle dog because of her, because she is sorry for my Han family. If this relationship will violate Tuer's morality and responsibility, Tuer is willing to break up with her from now on."

"I just beg Master, don't let this disciple kill the love for her in his heart."

At the end of my speech, I could no longer hear anything except my decisive words and the sound of dull impacts one after another; and I could no longer see anything except a blurred and distorted scarlet in front of my eyes.

On my chest, the place where I was injured by an arrow when I was ten years old felt like being torn apart. I finally remembered what she said at that time: I will definitely cure you, and I will never give you any medicine. I will take you wherever you want to go. Where are you going, I will never be angry with you again, and I will always be good to you.

She was only ten years old at that time, and she was already able to make such a moving promise.But now, I have said such decisive words.

When I came back to my senses, I was already held back by my senior sister. I didn't care to wipe the blood on my face, and looked up at the master.I saw the master sitting in front of him with a blurred face. After a long time, he let out a long sigh, got up and walked to the door, with a stooped figure and slightly staggering steps.

"Senior Sister, tell me, did Master forgive me?" I leaned on Senior Sister Bei and asked in a low voice, the corners of my mouth were full of bitterness.

It's just love, why do you need forgiveness and permission from others?

I don't understand.

A senior sister squatted in front of me, and gently wiped the blood on my face with her sleeve. It turned out to be Senior Sister Jingxu, "Junior sister, that day at Guangmingding, the master said that he would give you time to break six. The only ones are Brother Song and Naming Jiaojiao advocated Wuji. Unexpectedly, it is worse than them."

"Leaving aside the fact that they are both women, even if it is Zhang Wuji from Mingjiao, Master may be able to reluctantly agree. But he is a person from Yuan Dynasty. Master has obviously hated people from Yuan Dynasty the most in his life." Senior Sister Zhao said in a low voice, "No Speaking of Master, even we are also influenced by you, Junior Sister..."

Of course I know.

When I heard Master put "expelling the Tartars and only my Han family" as the first priority, I knew how important she regarded the righteousness of the nation.I also know how much she hates me for falling in love with a Yuanren.

But I can't make such a poisonous oath, just like I can't deny my feelings for Zhao Min.

I can't lie to myself, I don't love her, so I feel guilty, so I don't hesitate to ask for forgiveness by self-harm.

But why do you want others to forgive? Isn't falling in love just a matter of two people?After all, what is love?I looked at the heavy chains on my ankles and grinned.After living three lives, he became more and more confused.

Senior Sister Bei touched my face as she did when she was a child. Since she was a child, she has been the one who dotes on me the most and protects me the most. "You, what are you doing with that expression..."

"Hey." I was about to speak when I suddenly heard commotion inside and outside the door, and I looked up to see Zhao Min standing at the door in a red brocade dress, his face sinking like water.I subconsciously raised my hand to cover my forehead, not wanting her to see the bloody wound, and asked, "How long have you been here?"

She stepped forward, her voice was indescribably cold, as if a storm was about to come, "At first."

That's right, this Wanfa Temple is full of her eyeliner from top to bottom, and she's trying to force me to do my best in front of Master, so how could she not arrive immediately.

Senior Sister Jingxu stood up and stopped her, "What are you doing?"

She didn't speak, her watery eyes seemed to have endless words, she just looked at me through the crowd.Our eyes were entangled, and we both read the unspeakable affection under each other's complicated thoughts.

After a long time, I pulled my gaze away with difficulty, "Since you have heard it all, then..." I couldn't utter the words that urged her to leave.

"Before that, there is one more thing." She said, smiling innocently, but what she said made me blush, "Since you have said that we have committed adultery, shouldn't we Do you finish what you haven't done?"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was an awkward silence in the wing room, and the expressions of the senior sisters became very complicated.

You say a hammer in front of so many people!I froze for a second, then decisively exploded, "Zhao Min!"

"Come here by yourself or I'll go in and hug you?" She was still smiling, her face was not so much gentle as the calm before the storm, "I have internal strength, your senior sisters are all mortals now, what if one careless--"

"Okay, I got it." I interrupted her angrily, got up and hinted to the senior sisters not to act rashly, and moved towards her at a slow speed with the sound of clattering, "Anyway, I'm under the control of others, you can do whatever you say."

"Very good, I just like the way you pretend to be submissive even though you're feeling aggrieved." Zhao Min nodded with satisfaction, and saluted the senior sisters, "I'm Zhao Min, I've offended all the senior sisters recently, and I still look forward to Haihan. Zhi If I borrow it for a while, it will definitely not harm her."

"Senior sister? Use?" What does my senior sister have to do with you?And what does "use" mean?I repeated it with a dark face, raised my eyebrows slightly, but accidentally pulled the wound on my forehead, "Hiss—"

Rarely did Zhao Min not quarrel, he turned around and picked me up by the waist, he was quite calm in the first few steps, but then he left his followers far behind him, almost running away with ease.

"Minmin..." I tugged at the corner of her clothes in a flattering way, and I was keenly aware that she was angry. Although I don't know why she was angry, there is nothing wrong with admitting love if you don't want to suffer.

She pursed her lips, her jade-like cheeks flushed with anger, she led me into the room in the side hall of Wanfa Temple without saying a word, and then slammed the door out.

What is this for?I was confused and was about to chase out when suddenly my eyelids became hot, and it turned out that fresh blood flowed from the wound.So I found a mirror in the room and looked at it. I was used to seeing trauma in my previous life, so it was nothing.But it hurts a bit when it falls on my head, but it's nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

I didn't bother to wipe it anymore, with dark red stains all over my face, I sat on the ground with a dejected expression, staring at the door blankly, my mind was blank.

It's all said and done, so what's the room for turnover?

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Min came back with a gloomy face. Seeing me sitting on the floor, his expression became a little unhappy, and he ordered: "Go to the bed and lie on your stomach."

My eyes were still a little blurry, and I couldn't see what she was holding, so I stood up obediently, and while lying down obediently, I said, "Actually, I don't really need medicine."

"Where are you referring?" She sneered, and when she sat down, she conveniently covered my forehead with the white gauze smeared with medicine inside. It was cold, and I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

She squatted down, her eyes were at the same level as mine, "Close your eyes." While wiping the smeared blood on my face with another piece of gauze.I squinted my eyes, and for some reason I smiled lightly. This scene seemed familiar. I was always injured in Ruyang Palace when I was a child, and she always took care of her with such a frosty face but meticulous care.

"What are you laughing at?" She asked, slightly increasing the strength in her hand, with unspeakable guilt in her voice, "Zhiruo, tell me, why do I keep hurting you even though you are so powerful?" Yes, if this continues, how can I have the heart to force you to be with me.

"Probably, because I am willing." I closed my eyes and smiled, groped to hold her slippery and cool hand, pulled it over and kissed her soft tiger's mouth lightly.

Her hands trembled.After a long time, I felt the sound of breathing from the opposite side gradually approaching, gently falling on my closed eyelids.

I laughed and wanted to push her away, "itch."

"I finally heard what I wanted." She kissed him stubbornly, and murmured softly while rubbing, "Why am I not happy at all?"

The declarative sentence she used, we all know the answer: because I said nothing in front of you.

I don't know how to comfort her, but then again, maybe I shouldn't have comforted her, otherwise I will pester her endlessly.So, since words are not enough, it is better to use actions.

"Hey, Minmin." I opened my eyes and looked at her, my eyes fluttering, "I once told you that sex can only be done with the person you love after you are mature enough to be responsible for your own choices and future. Do."

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"You know I love you, Minmin. Don't you think now is the time?"

"Let's finish what we haven't done, shall we? Huh?"

When I was still in modern times, I heard an anecdote: smart people have a more developed brain incentive system, so their desires in that area will be stronger.

I just laughed when I heard it, because I thought I was very smart, but I had always been ascetic, and I was like a nun.Now, however, I have to admit that there may be some truth to it.

Zhao Min is undoubtedly a smart person.

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In short, this is a big loss. -- Abridged --

Did she foresee that I would treat this as a um...separate.hand.cannon? ——It’s not exact, after all, we’ve never been together—in short, let’s have a good time first?Or is it actually revenge?

Looking at her distressed and slightly guilty expression when she finally passed out, it seems that the latter is more likely.

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With the current scene, how do you say the words of resoluteness?If it's really the case, it's impossible for my senior sister to give me this medicine, right?

Well, these are all excuses, I just can't bear it and don't give up.

But after thinking about it, I must recover my internal strength as soon as possible, cut off the chain, meet Zhang Wuji and other Mingjiao people, and then come to Wan'an Temple to save people together.Otherwise, several people’s fingers are a minor matter—in fact, it’s not a minor matter, but I don’t care that much——Zhao Min’s feud with Wulin is getting deeper and deeper.

If she hadn't fallen in love with Zhang Wuji in this life, she wouldn't have given up her identity and her pride to settle martial disputes with him.Her enemies would not look at Zhang Wuji's face and let go of their hatred towards her.

Sooner or later, the Yuan Dynasty will be defeated. At that time, no matter how confident I am, I may not be able to save her who is hated by martial arts people.I am not afraid of her death, but of her pride being humiliated.

Fortunately, things have not developed to that point, and I will definitely not let things develop to that point.So I will not be merciful to the Yuan Dynasty because of her. On the contrary, I will destroy all her plots against the Han people just like the first Zhang Wuji destroyed her plot to destroy Wudang.

So, we can't be together.

National righteousness, future prospects, and good health, no matter from which point of view, we cannot be together.

The hair hanging down on her forehead prevented me from seeing her expression, but I could feel the remorse, sadness and determination in the silence.

After the medicine was applied, I became ruthless, forced myself to straighten up and look at her, and called her in a hoarse voice: "Zhao Min."

Seeing this, Zhao Min silently put the box aside, her beautiful and childish face covered with a layer of sadness.I didn't want to see her next expression, so I dragged my sore body and hugged her gently. I put one hand on her thin shoulder and the other on the back of her head, with a strand wrapped around my fingertips. Hair, gently smelling the faint fragrance of her body.

"Falling in love doesn't necessarily mean being together. A woman who looks old at the flick of a finger, is youthful in an instant. Instead of thinking about you at the end of the world, if you are reluctant to part with each other, it is like forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes."

"So Zhao Min, forget about me."

After a long time, she turned her head away, broke away from her embrace, and left without making a sound, without looking back.

This seemed to be the first time I saw her back except that time when she went down to the Guangming Summit.Just like Ling Xiaohua, who is independent and unyielding against the wind on the top of a snow mountain, Ling Han is in full bloom, magnificent and magnificent, but stands alone and walks alone.

Suddenly my head hurt, I covered my chest and looked towards the head of the bed. There was a neat set of clothes, which was the Emei outfit I changed on the day I was captured.This suit seems to symbolize the beginning and the end.

Next to it was a neatly folded piece of paper. I reached out to take it, and unfolded it to see that the brushstrokes were handsome, like a flying phoenix. Although it was full of heroic spirit, it was also charming. Only the last stroke was scratched out of control, and it was just It's Zhao Min's handwriting.

"I only know that a lover loves a family member. How can I know that infinite joy is empty. Zhou Zhiruo, you are so cruel."

The author has something to say:

The head is really cruel, whether it is towards himself or others...