Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

Bamboo is slender, slippery and has no strength, no matter how thick it is, it can't fool people. The clever Su Yuqing took Wang Ding to choose a place with higher ground, hid in it and saw the situation below through the gap.

Wang Ding glanced at Su Yuqing who was squatting next to him. It was really down-to-earth that the handsome leader of the alliance would squat like a farmer in such a disregard of his image.

Su Yuqing turned her head and glanced at him, just in time to meet his gaze, Wang Ding quickly withdrew her gaze, and concentrated on looking at the man and woman who came.

The two people who came in the night could only see a blurry outline—thanks to this body, martial arts practitioners have sharp eyes and ears, and they will never suffer from myopia and astigmatism, and they can see more clearly than ordinary people.

Both men and women wore night clothes and covered their faces. The man was tall and tall, and the woman was also slender and slender. They stopped near the Nether Lake.

Obviously, they knew that the deep pool was very dangerous, and they didn't dare to get too close.

Both of them were quite vigilant, looked around for a while, and thought that no one was following, so they tore off the cloth covering their faces.

The place where they were standing was not covered, and just at this time the moon poked its head out of the dark clouds again, so they could roughly see their appearance.

The man looks upright, heroic and majestic; the woman's facial features are slightly plain, but she is slender and graceful, with eyes like water, full of love when she looks at the man.

This should be a young couple, going to this ghostly place for a tryst at night?

The two of them didn't know each other, but it was certain that the girl must be a disciple of the Emei Sect—this time the Jianghu Sect sent them to Mount Emei for a blind date, and they would not bring female disciples with them.

Although Wang Ding probably knew the names and personality traits of the disciples of the Emei School, but the real person couldn't match them.

Wang Ding touched Su Yuqing with his elbow, and asked with his eyes, "Do you know these two people?"

Su Yuqing nodded slightly, signaling him not to worry, but to listen to what they had to say first.

Encountering such a plot that only appears in TV dramas, Wang Ding expressed his excitement, as expected, he accidentally peeped into other people's privacy and felt a little touched.

The woman looked a little distressed, she wrung her hands and did not speak.

The man called softly: "Minmin..."

The woman turned her head to look at the man, bit her lip, and there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes.

The man didn't speak, but expressed his attitude with practical actions - he pulled the woman over and hugged her tightly, his actions were domineering and affectionate, which made Wang Ding feel like whistling.

The woman struggled a few times symbolically, and finally hugged the man's waist.

"What to do..." The woman cried, "What should we do?"

The man coaxed softly: "There will always be a way."

"What can I do?" The woman was a little anxious, and raised her voice, "I will be the head of the sect in the future, and you will participate in a competition to recruit a relative to marry my junior sister..."

The woman couldn't go on and started to cry.

The man sighed and patted her on the back gently, "Don't cry, don't cry, I won't win, even if it's for you, I'll lose..."

"But even if you lose, you don't have to marry my junior sister, but I will still be the head." The woman buried herself in the man's chest and cried sadly, "There is no way out after all."

The man said firmly: "Let's think of a way slowly, let's get through this difficult time first."

Hearing this, Wang Ding understood that the weeping woman was Hu Min, the chief disciple of the Emei Sect, and the man should be an important disciple of a certain sect who came to participate in the martial arts competition.

Unexpectedly, Hu Min, who seems rigid and ruthless, is also eager to have a love like other Huaichun girls, and there is also someone who is pleasing to each other. The successor, the man is forced to participate in the martial arts blind date under the order of the teacher, which is really embarrassing.

Wang Ding sighed secretly, asking what love is in this world...

A couple of young lovers over there said some personal words again, fearing that they would be discovered after going out for too long, so they put on their headscarves and quickly left the bamboo forest one after the other.

After the two had left for a while, Wang Ding and Su Yuqing stood up and walked to the open place.

Wang Ding stretched his waist and stretched his muscles and bones: "The woman is Hu Min, a major disciple of the Emei Sect. Who is the man?"

In his memory, there is no such an important person, but the plot has completely deviated from the track, and his memory is not accurate.

Su Yuqing pondered, "If I'm not mistaken, this person is Luo Heng, the chief disciple of the Wudang School."

Luo Heng?The most talented person among the young generation of Wudang School?It is said that his seven-star swordsmanship is the most attained in the entire Wudang except for the masters and uncles above, and he is considered to be the next head of the Wudang sect.

——Fortunately, the head of the Wudang sect can also marry a wife and have children.

The big disciples of the two sects actually came together with deep roots of love. The fate is really wonderful.

"When did they get married?" Wang Ding couldn't help feeling gossip.

"How do I know?" Su Yuqing glanced at Wang Ding, "I've only met them less than three times in total."

Wang Ding rubbed his chin: "You don't participate, the leader doesn't participate, and Meng Yanzhi doesn't participate. Now it seems that this Wudang faction will deliberately lose even if he participates. My old side has a good chance of winning. I think Master Nian Ci will be angry if he is too wrinkled. Come out a few, interesting, interesting."

"Your old side?" Su Yuqing said coolly, "When did he become your family?"

"..." Wang Ding was speechless, "Don't pay attention to these details, what I mean is that the current situation is a little delicate."

"Bian Daxia has great hopes, isn't that just right?"

Wang Ding shook his finger, "No, no, even if Lao Bian wins, Mrs. Nian Ci may not be willing to marry Wu Binglian to him, not to mention Wu Binglian is probably not willing."

Su Yuqing agreed: "That's right, Wu Binglian has a lot of thoughts."

He has met more people than Wu Binglian in his travels, and he can see the little girl's thoughts at a glance, "To be honest, I don't think Wu Binglian is suitable for Bian Daxia."

Wang Ding was so excited that tears almost filled his eyes. He grabbed Su Yuqing's hand fiercely, "Heroes see the same thing, dear one!"

Su Yuqing: "..."

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