【Yi Tian and Ren Minruo】Floating Life

The four of them came to the Hall of Sanqing, and saw that there were people sitting or standing in the hall, all of them were black and covered with human heads, half of them were wearing the clothes of Mingjiao congregation, and the head of the dozen or so high and low monks each wore their own clothes, about hundreds of people gathered in the hall, It was also difficult to see everyone's faces carefully.

After entering, Zhang Sanfeng stood in the middle, wearing a filthy gray sermon robe, with a man with silvery eyebrows and a very tall figure, he made an inquiry as a courtesy, but he didn't speak, and Yu Daiyan just said: "This is my master Reverend Zhang, when you come to Wudang Mountain, what can you learn from me?"

No one answered, and there was silence for a moment, when suddenly someone shouted from outside the door: "The leader is here." When everyone in the hall heard this, they straightened up solemnly and stood on both sides. Make a way.

Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo looked up from the palace gate, but they couldn't help being surprised when they turned around the corner.

"Zhao Min." The two people's hearts moved, and they subconsciously read the two words. Zhang Wuji reacted quickly, covered the ground with his hands, and then smeared it on his face. Dust his face with ashes.

The two little Taoist boys immediately turned into the Kitchen God Bodhisattva, and they could no longer see their true colors.

Who are you?

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the handsome young man in white, waving his folding fan lightly, and stepping into the hall with graceful steps, he couldn't help asking questions.

"Sir, this is the old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang sect, and the crippled man must be his third disciple, Yu Daiyan." A burly man said.

Zhao Min nodded, took a few steps forward, folded his folding fan, bowed to Zhang Sanfeng, and said: "Zhang Wuji, who is late in charge of the Ming sect, is lucky to see the Big Dipper in the martial arts world today, so I will come to Wudang to have a look."

Zhang Wuji scolded Zhao Min angrily in his heart for pretending to be himself, but he dared to use his name to deceive Zhang Sanfeng. Isn't this self-exposing his identity?

Then she turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo who was next to her, and saw her pursing her lips in a half-smile, but she couldn't tell if it was anger or joy.

But Zhang Sanfeng was very surprised when he heard the word "Zhang Wuji". He looked at Zhao Min for a long time, and sure enough, Jiang was still old and hot. The name is the same as my Wuji child? Could it be that the position of leader was tricked by you, a girl, by disguised as a man."

[Really, blame me for being careless before] Hearing Grand Master's words, Zhang Wuji thought for a moment, and sighed in his heart.

On the other hand, Zhou Zhiruo beside her was very different. She was slightly taken aback, and then quickly straightened her expression. For a moment, she was not happy or angry, and she could no longer tell what kind of mood she was in.

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Zhao Min laughed suddenly, patted the folding fan in his hand, and said, "I don't have any strengths, but my memory is better. Your child told his name before he died. The leader thinks it's okay. That’s right, it’s good to think about changing your name once in a while.”

Seeing her young age, Zhang Sanfeng didn't even blink his eyes when he talked about it in a panic, and continued to say that he was the leader with a shy face, but he was more humble, so he wouldn't care about such a junior, so he just made it clear Position: "I don't know why the leader came to our Wudang Mountains?"

Wen Yin, Zhao Min raised his eyebrows slightly, and the smile on his face instantly turned into a brilliant dance in the sky: "Song Daxia, Yu Erxia, Zhang Sixia, and Mo Qixia are currently in the hands of this teacher. A little injury, but life is not hindered."

[Master is also in her hand] Zhou Zhiruo's heart moved, her thoughts and answers went around a thousand times, and she became more and more unbelievable.

"Are you injured?" Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, "I think it's probably poisoned."

"That's it." Zhao Minyin smiled, and then admitted frankly, "I heard that Master Zhang is very conceited about Wudang's unique knowledge. If you say that they are poisoned, then it is poisoned."

But when Zhao Min said about the people in Wudang just now, Yin Liting was the only one exposed. Presumably, he must not have fallen into her hands. Zhang Sanfeng was full of doubts and asked, "You arrested my four apprentices, and my surname is Yin." Where's the boy?"

"Hey!" Zhao Min sighed intentionally, and then said slowly, "The Sixth Hero of Yin was ambushed by the Shaolin School, and his limbs were injured by the powerful Vajra Fingers. He is exactly the same as this Sanxia Yu. He cannot die, but if he moves But I can't move."

It is difficult for Zhao Min to tell the truth from the false words, but he speaks clearly and logically. In a hurry, Zhang Sanfeng judged her appearance and saw that what she said was true. Suddenly, his heart hurts, and a mouthful of uncontrollable blood suddenly overflowed from his throat.

[You are such a person, I really misunderstood you] Zhang Wuji looked at Zhang Sanfeng worriedly, but Zhou Zhiruo suddenly became angry, staring at Zhao Min and said silently.

When Zhao Min saw Zhang Sanfeng like this, she knew that Kong Xiang had succeeded in a sneak attack, this Wudang master was seriously injured, the only person they feared was Zhang Sanfeng, and now they have nothing to fear. happiness.

Then she persuaded them with soft words, hoping that Zhenren Zhang would submit to the imperial court and serve the imperial court just like their Mingjiao. If he could accept it, not only would there be special rewards, but the Wudang faction would also be greatly favored by it, and Song Daxia and others would be released without incident.

Now, Zhang Sanfeng is very sure that Zhao Min and others are undoubtedly pretending to be Mingjiao. Since the imperial court took the initiative, Mingjiao has always taken the lead in resisting the Yuan Dynasty and promoting politics. Compared with many people in the martial arts world who just say nothing and do nothing, Zhang Zhenren is more excited. Admiration, but now hearing Zhao Min's words, he feels ignorant and ignorant, and sneered: "Mingjiao has always been against the Yuan Dynasty, when did you take refuge in the court?"

"Master Zhang, abandoning the dark and turning to the bright, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Our sect has also heard that the Shaolin sect has heard from the sky, and everyone below the monk of sky wisdom, all serve, loyal to the imperial court, and just follow the world's sages. What is so surprising?" Zhao Minyi She said each word slowly, without haste or impatience, and confused, thinking that she didn't know that Kong Zhi was a god monk in the world, how could he be bent by the forces.

But believe it or not is not important to her, anyway, she is always taken away by force even if you don't want to, then she gently shakes her fan, smiles and then opens up her coquettish words: "Since Master Zhang is so stubborn, then No need to say any more, just please come with me."

She lifted her jade finger, and saw many people rushing up behind her, followed by a burly man named Ah San, a quail-clothed monk named Ah Da, and a thin monk named Ah Er.

The steps of these people were dignified and elegant, and they must have extraordinary skills, and they seemed to be treacherous and insidious people.

Zhang Wuji thought that if he was going head-to-head, relying on his own strength alone, he had to protect Zhou Zhiruo, who had lost all his internal strength, the seriously injured Grand Master, and the third senior uncle who was handicapped.

During the period of hesitation, he suddenly heard a long and sinister laugh from outside the door, and a blue figure flashed into the hall. This person's body was like a ghost, like a ghost, like wind and lightning, and he suddenly deceived himself in front of the real person, bowed his hands and bowed: "Mingjiao The leader sits down, junior Wei Yixiao, and see Daoist Zhang."

When Zhang Wuji saw it, he was overjoyed, thinking that Wei Yixiao had escaped from the entanglement of the enemy on the way, and rushed here.

Zhang Sanfeng was even more delighted with the sound of the hammer, Zhao Miner and others had pretended to be an indisputable fact, he humbly returned a salute, and said with a smile: "I have admired the Qingyi Bat King for a long time for his superb lightness kung fu, and seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation."

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." Zhang Zhenren's hoarse voice caught Wei Yixiao's ears, and even in his heart, it was rare for Zhang Zhenren to praise him, he was really honored by Hua Gon, then he turned around and saw a familiar face, He smiled lightly, "Yo, it turns out that you are a young brat. You are really destined, and you dare to use the banner of our Mingjiao to fight against all major factions everywhere. Do you want to live? Why don't you stay today and be my brother?" Wei Yixiao's lunch is ready."

"Say it again..." Seeing Wei Yixiao's frivolous words, Zhao Min was furious, and was about to step forward to teach him a lesson, but Zhao Min raised her white jade fan to signal them to back down, then she sneered, " Just relying on your poisonous bat, what can you do? Can you beat so many of us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard bright laughter coming from the left and right sides. A person in the east corner first laughed and asked: "It's really lively. Why is King Wei Bat just you, and Yang Zuo envoy them?"

This man's voice was loud, vigorous and heroic. He was Yin Tianzheng, the eagle king with white eyebrows. He pretended not to ask, but the lingering sound lingered in his ears. He saw Yang Xiao laughing all the way to him from the west corner, and said, "It seems that he is still the eagle king." Young and strong, one step faster than Yang Xiao."

"Miss Yang Zuo is being polite. We arrived at the same time. I think you deliberately made me three points because I am Wuji's grandfather." Yin Tianzheng said with a smile.

Yang Xiao then answered loudly: "I'm doing my part, Yang Xiao has tried his best, but he still can't be one step faster than the Eagle King."

The two deliberately performed a scene in front of Zhao Min. Seeing her getting more and more annoyed, they couldn't help secretly happy, then looked left and right at the people in the hall, and they didn't see Zhang Wuji, so they became a little puzzled, but Yang Xiao has always been very smart, Zhang Wuji should have I can't tell if I'm planning on my own, or hiding in a corner and observing secretly.

Then Yin and Yang bowed to Zhang Sanfeng and saluted: "I have admired Master Zhang for a long time, but I have no chance to meet him. Today I can see Zhiyan, Sansheng is lucky."

Now that the Mingjiao actually stepped forward to protect their Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng's heart was relieved a lot, and he bowed his hands in return: "Both of you are great masters of the same generation, it's a grand meeting."

"Really Zhang, you are welcome. We also came here under the order of the leader." The two smiled humbly, and turned to look at Wei Yixiao, who took a few steps forward, put on a posture, and raised his voice sharply. "The leader said that Wudang was his father's birthplace. If anyone dares to touch Wudang today, they should first ask me, Wei Yixiao, if he agrees."

"..." Hearing his wild words, Zhao Min couldn't help but curl her lips slightly, but after she thought about it carefully, although Zhang Wuji didn't show up right now, several masters of Mingjiao had already arrived, and she didn't know if there was an ambush outside. Ming taught other people, but managed to sneak attack on Zhang Sanfeng and severely injured him. This is a rare opportunity, and there will never be a second chance.

If you don't take advantage of this to take Wudang into their pockets today, and when they recover from their injuries in the future, plus what Wei Yixiao said just now, it is nothing more than that Zhang Wuji and Wudang should have a close relationship. A formidable foe.

Now that these people are all gathered together, it's better to catch them all at once, and use the pretense of a martial arts contest with them, and take advantage of the situation to give that real person another palm, to see if he can still be as proud as before.

After thinking about Kuidu, Zhao Min smiled softly: "We have three domestic servants who do rough work here, and one of them has practiced swordsmanship in killing pigs and dogs." The skinny Ada took a step forward and stood up.

"One who knows a little bit of superficial internal strength." Ah Er, who had a slippery head, also casually walked out from behind Zhao Min.

"A boxer who has learned a few tricks from a three-legged cat." Ah San, whose whole body was full of twisted roots, stepped forward with a restrained smile.

"I've heard that Zhang Zhenren was once a powerful hero in the martial arts. If you can get rid of my three useless servants today, I will admit that your Wudang martial arts are nothing in the name. Naturally, Song Daxia and the others will also He will be sent back safe and sound." Zhao Min's beautiful and pleasant face slightly moved.

As soon as I heard it, Zhang Zhenren had already believed in her five points, and he didn't have a deep understanding of Zhao Min, and he was superficial like a shoal. Presumably it was because he was worried about his disciples that he came forward: "This girl , you must keep your word."

"Naturally, naturally, honesty is the most important word in Jianghu, and I am no exception." Zhao Min saw that the fish had been hooked, and it was time for the poisonous snake to come out of its hole. Standing behind him, just waiting for the order.

Everyone knew that Zhang Sanfeng was seriously injured, and even more knew that Zhao Min was taking advantage of others, and the so-called three servants seemed to have a lot of background, so they didn't know whether Tai Chi could handle it.

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng raising his hands slowly, suddenly a disheveled little Taoist boy came out from behind Yu Daiyan, and said, "Grand Master, this alms master has seen the martial arts of the Wudang School, so why bother the Grand Master? Wait for the disciple to perform some moves." Look at him, that's enough."

This little Taoist with a face full of grime is Zhang Wuji, Yin Tianzheng, Yang Xiao and others who broke up with him not long ago. Although his clothes and appearance have all changed at the moment, they recognized him immediately when he heard the voice. Everyone is overjoyed.

Of course the people from Mingjiao recognized him, but Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan just thought he was familiar, because they couldn't see his face clearly, and saw that he was wearing Qingfeng clothes, so they knew that he was not from Wudang, so they whispered: "Little brother, this The benefactor is a master of the Shaolin branch of the Western Regions, possessing the unique skills of the Shaolin school, the outer sect supernatural power of vajra subduing demons, and you are beaten to pieces by him in just one move, is it child's play?"

As soon as the words were finished, Zhang Wuji held onto Zhang Sanfeng's clothes with his left hand, and gently shook his left hand with his right hand, and transmitted a very thick and soft Nine Suns magic power from the palm of his hand to Zhang Sanfeng's body, and said eloquently: " Grand master, I have never tried the Taijiquan method you taught my child, and I don't know if it will be successful. It is rare that this benefactor is a master from a foreign family. Wouldn't it be great for my disciples to try the method of using softness to overcome rigidity and using emptiness to control strength? Okay?"

In an instant, Zhang Sanfeng only felt that the force coming from his palm was incomparably powerful, although it was far less pure and pure than his own internal energy, it was still, uninterrupted, endless, endless.

There were countless doubts in my heart, but the young man's internal energy was coming, it was obvious that he was helping himself to heal his wounds, he had no malicious intentions, so he could be sure, so he smiled and said: "Since you want to learn the super foreign kung fu so much, it is also All right, but be careful."

Zhang Wuji comprehended, nodded indifferently, then turned to face Ah San, and said politely: "Your beginner may not be able to comprehend the essence of my Grand Master's boxing technique at first, within thirty strokes, I'm afraid you won't be able to master it." You knocked me down, it's just that I'm not good at learning the art, it's not that I'm not good at this boxing technique, you have to understand this part."

Martial arts all over the world come to the same goal, Zhang Sanfeng saw this little Taoist boy rushing to help, and he did not forget to promote their Wudang in his words, he was very grateful, but Ah San heard his nonsense, it is hard to have time to chat with him here, but Angrily said: "Stop talking nonsense, let's make a move."

As soon as the words fell, Ah San was as quick as lightning, and swiftly punched forward, Zhang Wuji saw that the incoming man was very aggressive, and his moves were extremely strange, which is really rare, so he immediately came back first, and used a Tai Chi move [招鹕尾] The right foot is solid, the left foot is weak, and the "squeeze" tactic is used, sticking together, the right palm has covered his left wrist, and the horizontal force is issued.

Ah San involuntarily rushed forward, took two steps in a row, and then stood still, and the bystanders gasped in surprise when they saw this scene.

Underestimating the enemy is really careless, and Ah San, who was ready to deal with the moves, was filled with anger again, and quickly punched and attacked, and his arms shook, as if there were dozens of arms and dozens of fists hitting at the same time.

And Zhang Wuji is not a vegetarian either. Seeing the sudden change of moves and speeding up his movements, the 24 forms of Taijiquan suddenly appeared in his mind at this moment, and he realized the subtlety of it in an instant. Then he used softness to overcome rigidity, and let the moves of flowing clouds and flowing water wantonly drip.

Immediately afterwards, the combination of single whip, raised hand, white crane spreading its wings, cuddling knees and squatting, etc., just like this, every move and every style made Ah San feel unavoidable and irresistible, so he had to move forward with strength, but It is always difficult to deceive oneself, and the prestige of the Wudang faction has been revealed.

Just when Zhang Sanfeng lamented how awesome the future life is, Ah San's two fingers went straight into a big wooden pillar on the hall, down to the fingertips.Everyone was surprised and amused at the same time.

"Wait, are you the Vajra Finger of the Shaolin School?" Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Yu Daiyan sternly shouted.

Then Zhang Wuji jumped away. When he heard the words "Shaolin King Kong Finger Strength", he immediately remembered that Yu Daiyan was injured by the Shaolin King Kong Finger. For 20 years, the Wudang School has hated Shaolin deeply for this. It seems the real murderer But it was the person in front of him.

But Ah San can be regarded as one person doing things alone. He frankly admitted that Yu Daiyan was disabled by him, and he didn't hold back, and also explained the fact that Yin Liting was murdered and couldn't move his limbs.

Now it's all right, Zhang Wuji was furious, and at this moment, he remembered that in the "Medical Classics" written by Hu Qingniu, the immortal doctor of Butterfly Valley, there is a saying that there is a foreign martial art in the Western Regions, which is suspected to be a branch of Shaolin. Limbs and bones, there is no medicine to cure them, only their own secret medicine "Black Jade Intermittent Ointment" can be saved, but how to prepare this ointment, the recipe is not spread, so they can only force them.

And Zhang Sanfeng saw Zhang Wuji's rapid changes, so he knew that he was angry and resentful, this is not good, the true vitality of Taijiquan is to use it in the technique without distraction.

"Son, come here, Grand Master has a few words with you." Seeing that Zhang Wuji was going to teach before the battle, Ah San couldn't help but sneered from the side.

But after a while, Zhang Wuji appeared in front of Ah San again with a calm expression, and said with a smile, "I'm not very good at learning, and I need to be instructed by my grand master. I think you have high martial arts skills, so you don't mind."

"Little brat, you're really arrogant, just accept the move." As soon as the words fell, a fierce and murderous aura suddenly hit like a hurricane.

Once it comes, it will be safe, and the bridge will naturally go straight to the head of the water.

Zhang Wuji used [Gao Tanma] and [Shuangfeng Guaner] to strike repeatedly, his hands formed a circle and struck out, this time he changed his moves, and he really understood the essence of the four characters "round and round" taught by the Grand Master.

Immediately, Ah San stumbled and staggered involuntarily, as if he was in a coma after being drunk, he felt his five fingers poke out violently like cotton, and Zhang Wuji's [Cloud Hand] move caught him again.

Immediately after that, when the Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu was exerted vigorously, Ah San's arm bone was broken into six or seven pieces at once with a few clicks, and the bones were shattered and disfigured.

After a few clicks, the left and right legs were also broken one by one, and then he was sent back, and he was thrown in front of Zhao Min.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's miraculous skills, all the audience were astonished, and even the masters of the Ming Cult applauded, completely forgetting that Zhang Wuji is hiding his identity, and only heard Wei Yixiao clapping his hands and shouting: "Master, good job."

That being the case, there is no need to keep it a secret, Zhang Wuji turned to Yu Daiyan and said, "Third Master, my son Zhang Wuji will help you avenge you."

As soon as the words were said, there was a sound of brushing, and under Zhao Min's instructions, it was the bald Ah Er who held the sword in the lotus root arm, stepped forward, and said with a sneer: "Boy, you want revenge, come on!" I fought with your grandfather, and I happened to avenge the third brother."

"Coincidentally, I'm looking for you too." After Zhang Wuji said in a warm voice, he could only feel that Jiuyang's true energy was pouring out an overwhelming force at this moment. He smiled and picked up a handful of wood from the ground. sword.

"Stinky boy, you want to defeat Grandpa and me with a wooden sword, you are daydreaming."

"You'll know if you try it." Seeing Zhang Wuji's self-confidence, Ah Er was a little annoyed, and quickly used the cold light of the sword's edge to bully him, trying to cut off the wooden sword in Zhang Wuji's hand.

Just as I wanted, Zhang Wuji deliberately held the wooden sword high in the air, and let the bald man cut it off. When the wooden sword fell in the first half, it was turned into a sharp blade.

Hearing a puff, the wooden sword in Zhang Wuji's hand pierced the bald second's shoulder, and then he bowed slightly, the fierce and powerful palm broke Ah Er's chest ribs.

All of a sudden, after losing two people in a row, Zhao Min was furious, but when she thought that Zhang Wuji had obviously broken the limbs of Ah Da and Ah Er on purpose just now, but she knew that this person was not a vicious person, and then she shook hands with her jade fingers. Yi Tianjian stepped forward and wanted to ask clearly.

After walking a few steps, people could only feel the glint of blue light in front of their eyes, and the faint coldness invaded people. Zhou Zhiruo watched intently, knowing that her master had fallen into her hands.

"This girl." Zhao Min stopped, followed Wan Wan's coquettish voice, and saw a man dressed as a child slowly walking out from behind Yu Daiyan.

Although the visitor's face was stained with a little dust, but the picturesque eyebrows were still clearly visible, Zhao Min was startled for some reason, only felt that her eyes were deep and unwavering, but revealed a sense of familiarity.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Min asked.

"I've been in Wudang for many years, and it's the first time I saw such a good sword in your hand today, so I wanted to try it." During the conversation, Zhou Zhiruo picked up a long sword from nowhere, and when she said it, she finally rolled her eyes. At the end of the sound, I heard the sound of brushing.

After the long sword was unsheathed, without hesitation for a moment, it stabbed directly in the direction of Zhao Min.

[I don't know what's good or bad], the visitor is so aggressive, I can't guard against it, but Zhao Min still reads the four characters without haste.

Of course, Zhou Zhiruo is not Zhao Min's opponent at all, not to mention she has been poisoned by Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, how can she be against Zhao Min?

When Zhang Wuji saw Zhou Zhiruo making a move, he panicked, and before he could make a sound to stop him, he heard a chirping sound, and Zhao Min slammed Zhou Zhiruo with his sword on the shoulder and threw him to the ground.

"Zhiruo." Seeing this, Zhang Wuji suddenly rushed over, and couldn't help calling out worriedly.

It was originally a name as bright as the first snow, but to Zhao Min's ears it was like tearing silk.

Why is she here?

My mind turned around a thousand times, and I didn't know how many questions floated in my mind for a while, then I looked up, and saw the bloodshot lips of the person she called [Sister Zhou], and there was a lot of her in the eyes. Unseen anger.

Just one glance at Xiao, the twists and turns in my heart filled my throat, and finally murmured, trembling, still choked up in my mouth.

"You devil, your subordinates first hurt my third uncle and sixth uncle, and now they hurt Zhiruo. I must teach you a lesson today." While Zhao Min was in a trance, Zhang Wuji suddenly felt heavy. Before she could react to her words, someone was already coming towards her like lightning.

"Don't hurt her." The palm was still about a foot away from her shoulder, and suddenly felt two silent palm winds coming from the left and right, and there was no warning beforehand. Zhang Wuji was startled, turned his palms out, and took the right hand. He received a palm from the right, and received a palm from the left with his left hand. The four palms touched at the same time, and he felt that the force was extremely strong, and there was an extremely cold air in the palm force.

This cold air is so familiar to him, it is the palm force of "Xuanming God's Palm" that haunted him to death when he was young.

Afterwards, the Nine Suns Divine Art suddenly poured out, and suddenly two opponents slapped palms on the left and right flanks at the same time.

Zhang Wuji groaned, Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao saw this, they all rushed forward to help Zhang Wuji, they felt the blood surge in their chests, and the cold pierced their bones.

But for a moment, several people took a few steps back and shook their bodies a few times before they stabilized their pace.

It turned out that Xuan Ming and his elders were quick-eyed and guarded Zhao Min's front, but the person who was dazed from her own world raised her brows, she just clearly heard an extremely gentle voice, and the suspicious person looked at Zhou Zhiruo again, but saw her Deliberately avoiding his gaze.

Zhao Min couldn't help sighing in his heart, and said with a sneer, "Today, I will forgive you all for the sake of Master Zhou... Zhang."

As of now, with fluctuating mood, she didn't dare to hesitate, didn't dare to stop, let alone go out with nostalgia, and disappeared from Zhou Zhiruo's sight.

"...Zhiruo?" A trace of blood spilled from her lips again, Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips, and looked in the direction Zhao Min left, and the blood that had been lingering in her throat for a long time could no longer be controlled.

The moment before the light in her eyes dimmed, she clearly heard someone's coquettish soft voice ringing in her ears, and that person called her [Sister Zhou].

The blood stained the smiling lips, the chin, the collar, and the young man in white in his memory.

[Zhao Min, you have lied to me for so long]

Life is busy, so short and long, but do not know that the prosperity and decline are countless, and the gains and losses are incalculable. It turns out that the golden brilliance ahead is just a deception when tears are exhausted.

——Perhaps the reunion of the encounter is just her and her never-ending calamity

……

"Zhiruo, take a good rest at the inn today, and it won't be too late to leave tomorrow." Hearing this, her pretty and pleasant face moved slightly.

After Zhou Zhiruo was injured, Zhang Wuji and others persuaded her to rest in Wudang for a period of time, and then go to find her master's whereabouts after her injury improved, but she refused and insisted on going down the mountain.

She had just walked for a while, because the ten fragrant soft tendons in her body had accumulated poison for a long time, and with Zhao Min's palm, even with the Jiuyang Zhenqi that Zhang Wuji gave her, she could only last for a while.

"Zhiruo, remember..." Before Zhang Wuji could say it, he was interrupted by a sweet voice, "Change the medicine, apply the medicine, I know all about this, Brother Wuji, you also go to rest, don't worry about me anymore gone."

Zhou Zhiruo is still very grateful to Zhang Wuji for taking care of her, but she doesn't want to be a drag on everyone, because recuperating here is tantamount to trying to survive, and now she only hopes that her injury will heal as soon as possible. Find Extinction and others as soon as possible.

"Brother Wuji, don't worry, I will take good care of myself." Having said this, Zhang Wuji understood it, and he added, "Remember to change your medicine." Then he walked away.

The sound of the door opening and closing came and disappeared one after another, and the room returned to silence. Zhou Zhiruo sat quietly on the bed, and slowly unbuttoned her pajamas, revealing half of the jade shoulder wrapped in layers of cloth, and the silence spread across the cloth. Rubbing the skin.

When the last strip of cloth was removed, the crickets against the corner of the wall suddenly fell silent, and Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help being startled.

He straightly gathered his clothes in random to cover them up, then raised his eyes to look at the window, under the not so bright moonlight, that pretty face was incomparably delicate and charming, his expression was only three points frivolous, but seven points shy.

A few days ago, a big leader who was shouting at the heroes in Wudang Mountain suddenly turned into a coy little girl.

But this blushing was only a momentary thing, I saw the man was slightly dazed, his blush faded as he wished, and he turned into an inexplicable smile.

"Zhiruo..." Just as Zhao Min was about to move his feet, he suddenly heard Zhang Wuji's hurried and worrying voice from outside, and Zhao Min panicked and wanted to run away to the window behind him.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, someone made a little effort, boldly moved forward, hugged her to the wall next to the window, hugged the jade body in his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Don't move."

Her breath was like blue, Zhao Min felt the fading blush climb to the ears again, her heart was even hotter, and then she heard a tinkle of jade, Zhou Zhiruo said: "Brother Wuji, what's the matter?"

When Zhang Wuji returned to the room, he suddenly saw a black shadow passing by, and he ran forward to chase it with great heartache, but disappeared without a trace in front of Zhou Zhiruo's room door, thinking that...

"Are you okay?" Zhang Wuji was still worried, so he asked again, and after a while, a soft voice came from the room, Zhou Zhiruo replied slowly, "Brother Wuji, I'm fine, don't worry, go back and rest."

"You!" During the conversation with Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo climbed onto Zhao Min's jade crown with white fingertips at some point, pulled out the hairpin inside, and the jade crown fell into her hand, hanging down to Zhao Min's shoulder like a green waterfall.

"Be careful, don't be discovered." Zhao Min seemed to have sensed it, although Zhao Min was unwilling, but still lowered his head and fell silent.

But Zhang Wuji outside saw that there was nothing unusual, so he understood, turned around and merged into the vast moonlight, and returned to his guest room.

After about a moment, Zhou Zhiruo saw that there was no sound outside, so she knew that the person had gone far away, so she looked at the person who was close at hand, and asked softly, "Zhao Min, what's the matter with you here?"

"Let go of me first." Zhao Min's voice was not heavy, but she could still hear a little annoyance. Zhou Zhiruo knew it clearly, and pulled out her arms pretending to be calm.

"What do you want to do?" Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Min was released, someone quickly raised his jade finger and touched Zhou Zhiruo's acupuncture points.

"Sister Zhou, this is called repaying the other person with the same way." Zhao Min laughed endlessly, and stretched out his arms to hug the immobile person in his arms.

"You! Scoundrel." Then Zhao Min bent down and hugged her into his arms, but Zhou Zhiruo said two words in a deep voice.

"Sister Zhou, you already know my identity, why do you say that about me." Zhao Min obviously wanted to annoy her on purpose, her tone was neither serious nor serious, but it was buzzing in Zhou Zhi's ears.

"You! Female hooligan." With a few strides, Zhou Zhiruo was hugged to the bed and sat down, and then saw that she was even more aggressive, and unbuttoned her pajamas that had been wrapped around her body just now, revealing half of her red shoulders.

"Sister Zhou, if it hurts later..."

Zhou Zhiruo immediately turned her head away to avoid her worried gaze, Zhao Min had no choice but to purse her lips.

"Sister Zhou." Under the silvery night sky, her voice suddenly seemed to be swept several times by the bleak night wind, and then the coolness lingered between them, converging into three heavy words, "I'm sorry"

So far, Zhao Min didn't say any more, and Zhou Zhiruo didn't resist, feeling the cool ointment mixed with the person's body temperature and melting into the injured area.

How nice it would be if silence could erase all lies...

If time can heal the sadness that comes from unknown, how good it would be...

How wonderful it would be if life was only as if you saw it for the first time and could condense all the good things...

The lights flickered that night, and the orange candlelight shone on the cheeks of the two, witnessing that they were choked with thousands of words, unable to explain clearly, and could only let their thoughts flow silently.

No one knew how Zhao Min left, and no one knew how Zhou Zhiruo fell asleep.

Maybe one day in the future, memories will cover the bumpy footprints everywhere, and return the years that have been washed away by the dog.

Then elaborate with affectionate and restrained words:

——With your time, the shade can be suitable, with your fleeting years, both long and short are gone, with your floating life, you can be warm or cold