[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Li Sao

Chapter 6

"What kind of Emei sect is this? The martial arts methods seem to be somewhat similar to those of my family." Huang Rong flicked her whip leisurely, "Hey, Zeng Aniu, do you know where they come from?"

The door of the carriage was half opened at this time, only a thick blue silk curtain fluttered slightly in the cold wind.Zhang Wuji's voice came clearly and kindly from behind the curtain: "I only heard that the founder of the Emei School is Guo Xiang Guo Hero."

"Then what is Guo Xiang's background?"

"Guo Nvxia is the second daughter of Guo Jing, Guo Daxia and Huang Rong Nvxia... Well, your name is heavier than Huang Rong Nvxia. In this way, the Emei School does have some connections with your family." Zhang Wuji paused and asked curiously , "Your family belongs to the Peach Blossom Island family, why haven't you heard of the deeds of Guo Jing and his wife?"

"That's so strange." Huang Rong's voice seemed to turn cold suddenly, she was silent for a while before she said, "...my father, he never said such things to me."

Zhang Wuji had already seen her moody and savage temperament, and he just asked casually, so he naturally stopped asking questions now.

The horseshoes clattered, and Huang Rong asked again after an unknown period of time, "...What kind of person is Guo Jing?"

Zhang Wuji was just a young man who once heard Zhang Sanfeng mention a few things about the past years. He has been displaced since he was a child, and he was even isolated from the world for many years. How much can he know about people decades ago?So I just answered: "Hero Guo Yibo Yuntian is a disciple of Hong Qigong of the Beggar Clan. died in the city."

But he didn't want to hear Huang Rong scold him right away: "What kind of bullshit hero, he has a wife and son and can't protect him well, and he's going to die in the city! Such a fool, I don't know what Huang Rong likes in him?" There is a lot of grievance in these words Zhang Wuji's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he raised the curtain to see her expression: "Miss Huang...you..."

As soon as he looked out, he saw Huang Rong looking back at him, her pretty face was covered with frost, her black eyes seemed angry, she opened her mouth and asked, "What if it was you?"

Zhang Wuji was startled: "What?"

Huang Rong stared at him and asked, "If it were you, would you go to defend Xiangyang City, or be that hero who died for the country?"

Love, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times.Everyone is a small family, big love and little love. At the moment when you have to make a choice, I don't know how many people are in trouble, so why are you alone?

When he heard this question, he became embarrassed, and he thought for a long time in a chaotic way in his mind, and finally shook his head: "I don't know either." He looked at the white snow and black mountains under the night moon, and sighed, "Maybe only when we arrive." Only then will you know."

Huang Rong waited anxiously for a long while, but finally she came to such a vague answer, she raised the whip angrily and pulled Zhang Wuji's arm, but at the moment when she was about to hit the bone, she couldn't help the strength in her hand As soon as it was loosened, the whip fell down without pain or itching.

Zhang Wuji was in a daze at first, he was in a bad mood, he didn't know which sentence he said wrong again, I'm afraid this whip will be his life.He was ready to take this blow, but in the end, the whip that he didn't want to get on his body was a little lighter than the ashes.After he was stupefied, his heart thumped, looking at Huang Rong's creamy face under the moonlight, he blurted out: "You... I don't hurt."

Huang Rong was already a little ashamed and angry because of her soft-heartedness, but when she heard his words, her cheeks flushed immediately, she stretched out her fingers to touch his forehead, and pushed him back into the carriage: "Go in! Don't call me See you again!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes blurred, and the blue satin curtain cut off his sight.He sat there without moving for a long while, and finally raised his hand, gently touching his forehead as if he was afraid of being burned.

The first love in his life happened inexplicably and turbulently. At the beginning, the affection for Zhu Jiuzhen was like a pilgrimage. Being a cow is like a horse, and he is satisfied even if he sees her. never thought about.At this time, that kind of feeling has already passed away, thinking of Zhu Jiuzhen, he neither likes nor hates it, but feels calm and strange.

Now it's a little different for Miss Huang.

Now that his mind has opened up, after the time when he was Mu Shaoai, he will naturally not lose himself in liking someone like he did back then.It's just that since he grew up, he has encountered peerless beauties like Zhu Jiuzhen and even Huang Rong one after another, and he can't help thinking of them together.He thought for a long time by himself, but suddenly he came back to his senses and said, Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji, how can you compare Miss Huang and Zhu Jiuzhen together?A person like Miss Huang is kind and righteous to you. You really shouldn't think of her like this in private.

He said it shouldn't be, but Huang Rong's frown and smile couldn't help appearing in his mind. It was very quiet inside and outside the car, only the creaking sound of horseshoes stepping on the snow.

Putting these thoughts aside, he finally calmed down.

After walking for only two days, the Emei faction finally caught up.

Huang Rong looked at the group of people who came up, and saw that the outermost ones were male disciples, and the inner ones were some young girls. The one surrounded by the stars was a middle-aged nun in blue black clothes. This nun was extremely beautiful. Beauty, but the eyebrows are downcast, revealing a gloomy and lonely meaning, and the very beautiful face is suppressed to three points.Standing beside her were two nuns, Ding Minjun, and two or three beautiful women, one of them was the most elegant and elegant in light green clothes.

Zhang Wuji's voice came through the curtain: "Don't be afraid, my legs are almost healed, I won't let you suffer."

Huang Rong also said in a low voice: "Are you stupid? A good man doesn't suffer in front of him." After finishing speaking, a witty smile appeared on his face, and he bowed to the old nun with a disgruntled face: "I've heard The master is famous, so I don’t know what advice the Emei Sect can give to block the way here?”

Miejue Shitai didn't even twitch her brows, she looked at Huang Rong coldly for a moment, then raised her hand, picked up a disciple's saber beside her, and threw it at her.

The sword came very fast, with a feminine inner strength, after Huang Rong reluctantly took it, she was also a little unhappy: "Master, what is the meaning of this?"

"I heard that you are capable enough to snatch Minjun's sword with your bare hands. Zhiruo—" as soon as Miejue Shitai finished speaking, the beautiful girl in the light green dress said, "The disciple is here."

Miejue Shitai nodded: "Go and compete with her."

Ding Minjun already had a bad face because of being slapped in the face in public. At this moment, he only sneered in his heart, hoping that Huang Rong would be taught a lesson, and at the same time hoped that Zhou Zhiruo would be ashamed, so he was entangled in not mentioning it.

And Zhou Zhiruo was ordered, she still took a few steps forward with a calm face, drew her sword and made a gesture of respect, and said in a gentle and polite voice, "Miss Huang, I've offended you."

Huang Rong was very thick-skinned, at this moment she giggled and said, "Sister Zhou, I can't beat you, you have to be merciful." As she spoke, her subordinates were not slow, they drew their swords to meet the enemy, and the green steel sword buzzed Shaking, the shadow of the sword changes from three to three to nine, and the sword light overlaps like a galaxy of stars, making it difficult to see the direction of the trend.

Zhou Zhiruo let out a "huh" and didn't carry her move. Instead, she retreated frequently and used the Emei School's counter move "*dust dust" to block. Stepping on the gossip secretly, she made a sideways gesture of "chasing the stars and chasing the moon", the blue light was like an arc, swaying continuously, and tapped her upper body one by one.

The two fought each other for nearly a hundred moves, and Huang Rong's Luoying Excalibur was continuous, like the wind blowing poplar flowers, water breaking floating weeds, floating and floating, the meaning is more important than the style, it seems that the moves are not the same.On the other hand, Zhou Zhiruo took the light and simple way, with her sword slanted forward, and her moves were mysterious and unpredictable, in order to find a way to rush into Huang Rong's sword screen and disrupt her sword posture.But the more she fought, the more strange it became. She always felt as if she was teaching moves with her sisters in the mountain gate. It seemed that both of them were vaguely familiar with each other's moves, but if I insisted, they were different.

After a hundred moves, there was only a chirping sound, and the wrestling figures of the two quickly separated, one white and one green facing each other from a distance.

Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips, turned around and bowed to Master Miejue, "I'm not good at learning, please punish me master." When she raised her arm like this, the scratched fabric at the bottom of her sleeve fluttered slightly.

Miejue Shitai frowned slightly and shook her head: "Come back." After Zhou Zhiruo returned to the team, she looked at Huang Rong again, and said slowly, "It seems that your family has some connection with the founder of my school. You are young and have good skills. It's a good material." She changed her voice, "Since you have defeated Minjun and Zhiruo one after another, I won't make things difficult for you."

Although Ding Minjun was secretly happy because Zhou Zhiruo lost, but he couldn't get used to Huang Rong even more. Hearing this, he immediately said anxiously: "Master, it's different now, who knows if she will—"

"Shut up!" Master Miejue shouted coldly, "I'm here as a teacher, do you have a chance to intervene!" Ding Minjun's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to speak, but he heard the master continue, "However, in the face of major events, it is inevitable that news will be leaked , you have to follow us first. Once the major event is over, you can leave on your own."

This move was exactly what Huang Shan wanted, she immediately took up the line, and simply responded: "Anyway, I can't beat you, Master, so I'll stay for now. Please take care of me." She rolled her eyes, " There is a patient in my car. He has a broken leg and can’t walk. I will still drive my car, and you go your own way.”

Miejue Shitai couldn't help but turn around and order coldly: "Keep going!"

After a while, the carriages and horses went on again, amidst the noise, Zhang Wuji asked softly again: "If you don't want to follow them, I can take you away."

Huang Rong shook her head indiscriminately: "The old nun won't do anything to us, she looks like a cruel person, your legs are just right, what if you can't beat her and suffer? Don't offend them, let's walk look."

Zhang Wuji really didn't see that Juejueshi was too deep, and out of selfishness he didn't want to have a grudge with the Emei faction, so as not to embarrass the Wudang faction. Hearing what Huang Rong said, he agreed with him.He remembered something again, and asked, "Just now you had a fight with sister Zhiruo...Miss Zhou, were you injured?"

Huang Rong suddenly raised the curtain to look at him: "Sister Zhiruo? Do you know that person?"

Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment, but still did not lie to her: "Well, I met her in Hanshui when I was young, and I was kind to her to feed me."

Huang Rong immediately said: "Seeing your younger sister Zhiruo lose, you feel very sad, don't you?"

No matter how stupid Zhang Wuji was, he could tell that her voice was wrong, and wondered if Miss Huang was jealous?As soon as he thought about it, he felt a little indescribable happiness in his heart, as if he almost overwhelmed the joy of meeting an old friend at first, and blurted out: "No. You won, I am very happy for you."

Huang Rong didn't show any emotion on her face, she turned her eyes on him, and said, "Your Miss Zhou, who has the grace to feed you, is not simple. Do you think she really lost? At that time, we both had to recruit at least a hundred times." Only then can the winner be determined, she deliberately lost to that Ding Minjun."

Zhang Wuji was startled when he heard this.

Huang Rong frowned again, smiled, and murmured softly, "Hey, if I had an affair with Miss Zhou, who would you help?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned again: "...how could you have turned against each other?" Before the words finished, Huang Rong's face turned cold again as if angry, but her beautiful eyes were condensed and sparkling, almost intoxicating, Zhang Wuji looked at it She couldn't help but softly whispered: "... I'm naturally on your side."

There was silence in the carriage for a while, Huang Rong sat sideways on the carriage frame, her white clothes were shining brightly in the sun and snow, and her appearance was like spring; I saw her slowly lowering her head, her face gradually turning red, Zhang Wuji's heart was shaking, and he said at a moment's bewilderment I can't speak.After a while, Huang Rong put down the curtain again, and said softly, "You said it yourself, you have to remember."

Zhang Wuji came back to his senses, feeling his blood rushing up, his whole body fluttering, he just wanted to say something, but he heard a soft and elegant voice from outside the car: "Girl, Master heard that someone in the car broke his leg, Tell me to bring some ointment."

It's sister Zhiruo, Zhang Wuji secretly said in his heart.He could have gotten out of the car and met Zhou Zhiruo, but after talking to Huang Rong just now, he hesitated at this moment, always feeling as if he was sorry for her.

"Hee hee, thank you sister Zhou. Zeng Aniu must be very happy to know that you came to deliver the medicine, and his legs don't hurt anymore." Huang Rong's voice was sweet, and Zhang Wuji felt a little sweet and sour in his chest when he heard her words. But she also realized that she specifically mentioned her own name, as if recognizing Zhou Zhiruo for him.

Ah, not good.

It suddenly occurred to him that what he told Huang Rong was still a fake name... She thought she was Zeng Aniu.

... Wouldn't it be extremely bad if she knew that he had lied to her in the future?

Zhang Wuji immediately complained in his heart.