Looking at Mo Sheng Valley dragging Song Qingshu back like a dead dog, the King turned around.""Zhiruo, let the people of Emei follow you down the mountain. It might be of some help to you in the future.”
The king also brushed away the long hair that fell from his forehead and covered his eyes. His eyes gradually became deep." The collapse of the banks of the Yellow River this time is not a chance for everyone. Wudang Sect is the first to go down the mountain to help the disaster victims. When the disaster victims recover in the future, the first people to remember will be the Wudang Sect disciples, followed by the other sects and sects. However, if the Emei Sect comes down the mountain together to help the disaster victims, in the future…"
"King! You know this too!" Zhao Min was shocked!
" I…" King smiled bitterly and shook his head,""When I was on the mountain, I read many books, history books, military books, martial arts manuals, and so on. There was everything. How could I not know?”
"But…"
" Sigh…" He suddenly let out a long sigh.
"I really don't want to get involved in these things. It's too troublesome. It's always troublesome. I don't have time to stop, walk, or look at the mountains and rivers. I don't have the energy to spend on martial arts. I don't have the mood to think about anything else, such as you.”He stared at the girl in front of him with bright eyes.
"Forget it. Since we've already made a move, let's do it to the end. I want to see what changes will happen to Yitian with me around!”
Boom!
In the clear sky, a deafening clap of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.
It was as if the heavens had sensed some bad existence and triggered the heavenly might.
……
"Report! Priest Wang Ye and Princess Zhao Min have arrived.”Outside the inn, someone hurriedly ran in.
A moment later.
A group of brawny Ming Cult experts with strange shapes came forward to welcome them.
It seemed that the feud between Wang Ye and the Ming Cult should be put aside for now. They were the first batch of martial artists to arrive after the Yellow River collapsed. They were all people who were working hard for the world of the Central Plains.
"Taoist priest, long time no see." Zhang Wuji led the crowd and glanced at the two girls behind Wang Ye in surprise.""Zhiruo, weren't you in your room? Why did you run out?"
" I…" Zhou Zhiruo hesitated for a moment. After all, there were quite a lot of people at the moment, and she was too embarrassed to tell others about her kidnapping.
"We met on the road." "Oh right, is there anything you need from me?" King explained.”
"Okay, let's talk inside." Zhang Wuji came back to his senses and frowned.
On the second floor of the inn.
It was the same rule, but a new group of people had booked the entire inn. Only the Ming Cult members could stay and eat.
"That night, were you the one who took my foster father's Dragon Slaying Saber?”Zhang Wuji sized up Zhao Min, who was beside Wang Ye, unkindly.
"Me?" Zhao Min was stunned for a moment, then she nodded as if she had thought of something."That's right! I took it, so what? Didn't we agree that my goal was the Dragon Slaying Saber, and your goal was to save your foster father? We're even now.”
"Impudent!"
"A demoness from the Yuan Dynasty actually used such a tone to speak to Cult Master!”
"Hmm?" The King also raised his deep eyes and took in the figures of the Ming Cult members who had suddenly erupted in anger.
"Daoist Priest, hehe, could it be that you want to stand up for this young princess of the Yuan Dynasty?”
"When did your Wudang Sect get together with the Yuan Army?”
"Hahahahaha! You've really embarrassed Perfected Zhang!"
“……”
The battle at Light Summit.
King was the last to appear. He walked out of the Wudang Sect's group and slapped Zhang Wuji in the face in order to save the reputation of Wudang Sect in the hearts of the other sects.
After that day, everyone in the Ming Cult had been unconvinced of the king for a long time.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Ye still dared to bring Zhao Min along. This was such a godsend opportunity. If he didn't mock Wang Ye properly, what was he waiting for?
"Cult Master Zhang, do you want to start a war with our Wudang Sect?”
"Could it be that everyone thinks that our Wudang Sect is afraid of your Ming Cult?”King's cold words brought everyone around him to a terrifying freezing point.
Among them, some people from the Ming Cult scoffed at him. They felt that Wudang Sect was only as strong as the other five sects. Since when could they compete with the Ming Cult?
"This is a private matter between us and Princess Zhao Min. I'll have to trouble you not to interfere.”Zhang Wuji's expression changed.
Although he also felt that Wudang Sect was definitely no match for Ming Cult, this was something that everyone knew.
However, he was born in Wudang.
If it was really as Wang Ye had said and he led the Ming Cult to find trouble with Wudang, it would be like a child who had grown up bringing people to bully his old father.
Others might be able to do it, but Zhang Wuji couldn't.
"If you have the time, go save Golden Fur Lion King. We still have some matters to attend to, so we won't be chatting with you. If you think you can keep me or the two of them, then go ahead.”
The King also cupped his hands and stood up.
"Zhiruo, what happened?" When Zhang Wuji heard this, his heart trembled.
" Just now…" Zhou Zhiruo received Wang Ye's reminder and quickly told him what had happened.
After a while.
Bang!
"Beggar's Sect, are you courting death?!"
"Cheng Kun again!"
“……”
"Leave or stay?"
At the entrance of the inn.
Kaiser did not turn his head. He calmly looked ahead and asked the timid little girl behind him in a low voice.
"I, I'm going back to Emei…"
" Thank you for your help, Daoist Priest…" Zhou Zhiruo said.
Patter patter...
Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky. Pedestrians walked hurriedly on the road to avoid the continuous rain.
The weather in Jiangnan changed so quickly.
King also stopped in his tracks, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a gentle smile."Go back. Remember what I said. If you want Emei to flourish in your hands, then bring them down the mountain and do something for the world.”
"Let's go." Wang also waved his hand and took the umbrella from Zhao Min.
Zhou Zhiruo's body, which had been frozen on the spot, only relaxed slightly when she saw Wang Ye and Wang Ye's figures disappearing in the rain while leaning against each other.
She sighed." I hope the heavens will open their eyes and allow you and the young princess to live a carefree life. I, Zhou Zhiruo, a disciple of the Emei Sect, would like to thank you."”
"Zhiruo, are you preparing to leave?”Zhang Wuji stared blankly at Zhou Zhiruo, who was dressed like a little Daoist nun and carrying a backpack.
"Yes."
"Thank you Wuji for taking care of me for so many days. With the order of my master, Emei cannot be without a sect leader for a day to avoid being bullied by others. Zhiruo will go up the mountain now. When everything is calm in the future, I will come to Ming Cult to visit you, Brother Wuji.”
Zhou Zhiruo gave a pale smile. She carried her bag and held up the oil-paper umbrella as she walked out of the door step by step.
The storm was still howling, and the cold air was blowing from the far north.
Bang!
Zhang Wuji sat on his seat weakly. The people from the Ming Cult were all confused as they looked at their Sect Leader's strange actions in a daze.
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