[Thunderbolt] Don't give up treatment

On the secluded path, a ferocious beast with black jade scales and a woman in white wearing a bamboo hat are walking slowly. Passers-by who pass by them occasionally look at them curiously.

However, there are many chivalrous men with exotic beasts in the martial arts world, so they didn't attract much attention.

Ghost Qilin said: "The white gauze on your bamboo hat has no covering effect at all. Do you wear it just to look good?"

Lu Zhihuai lazily said: "What do you know, why do I have to cover my face when I'm so good-looking, and wearing a bamboo hat is just for sun protection, otherwise what should I do if it turns black."

Ghost Qilin sneered and said: "I don't know you women very well, but if Fu Zixi is still around, you should have a lot of common topics with him. After all, he knows how to please women best."

"Oh?" Lu Zhihuai became interested, "Speaking of which, how did Fu Zixi die?"

Ghost Qilin said: "He's putting himself to death. It's fine to see his son well, but he wants to provoke Jun Fengtian and Yu Xiaoyao. He can't beat them, and he wants to kill Yuxiao to anger those two. Hehe , really, once a person seeks death, no one can stop him."

"Fu Zixi still has a son?" Lu Zhihuai was taken aback, "Is his son still alive? And who is Yu Xiao?"

"Of course he's alive, and you know him when you talk about it." The ghost unicorn laughed strangely, "It's Yu Lijing, the current head of Defeng Gudao, but Fu Zixi named him Fu Chenchu. When he was hunted down, he deliberately put him as a baby in the pile of dead people. Those righteous and kind-hearted would never lay hands on a baby, and he was indeed adopted by Jun Fengtian and others. The jade flute is Jun Fengtian and Yu Xiaoyao's junior sister, I heard that she is also Yu Xiaoyao's biological sister, and Yu Lijing must have followed her surname."

Lu Zhihuai was speechless: "I don't really understand your former master's brain circuit. What good does killing Yuxiao do for him?"

Ghost Qilin said: "That's why he said he committed suicide."

"By the way, since Yulijing is the blood of the Fu family, why didn't you ask me to go to his side?" Lu Zhihuai asked strangely, "Didn't you say that you are the guardian beast of the Fu family?"

"He doesn't know his own life experience at all, why should I go to him?" Gui Qilin said, "And he is the head of Confucianism now, I'm a monster, go to him so that he can show what it means to kill relatives with righteousness?"

Lu Zhihuai: "..." Your words are so reasonable that I am speechless.

While talking, one person and one beast gradually approached the station of Defeng Ancient Road, Lu Zhihuai jumped off the ghost unicorn, and the ghost unicorn hid itself in the void again.

"Miss Lu, you are back." Lou Qianying at the entrance of the Tempering Heart Palace greeted her.

Lu Zhihuai nodded and said, "Yes, I went chasing the Holy Sword just now, did anything happen to you?"

Lou Qianying replied: "It's okay, the master and they fought off that person, and the Falcons have also returned, and they are now discussing matters inside."

Lu Zhihuai: "..." Suddenly, I don't really want to go in, it's swollen.

"Miss Lu." Yu Lijing's voice suddenly came from the hall, "Since you're back, why don't you come in and have a chat?"

Lu Zhihuai had no choice but to walk slowly into the Quenxin Hall.

In the main hall, Jun Fengtian held the Zhiheng Code of Laws in his hand, with a majestic aura, his calm and deep eyes slowly slid across Lu Zhihuai, his face was always serious and expressionless.

Lu Zhihuai looked around and found that Jian Zhiji was no longer in the hall, and must have been sent back to the dark prison.

Yuli said: "Miss Lu just left in a hurry, but what did you notice?"

"That's right, I locked onto your holy sword at that time, and I wanted to get it back, but something happened." Lu Zhihuai sighed, "I met a strange man, and the holy sword was in his hand , I can't do anything with him, so let him run away."

Everyone was startled, Yu Lijing continued to ask: "Who did you meet?"

"I don't know him." Lu Zhihuai shook his head, and then described, "He is wearing a black robe, blue hair, a white cracked mask on his face, and a ghostly bone feather fan in his hand. .”

"Impossible." Hearing this description, Jun Fengtian couldn't help but sink, "How could it be him."

Yu Lijing was surprised and said, "Honorable Faru knows this person?"

Jun Fengtian glanced at him silently, then shook his head slowly: "The person she described, according to his appearance, should be the ghost Qizhu Fu Zixi."

Yu Lijing wondered: "Why is it that your honor can't be him?"

"Because Fu Zixi died a long time ago in the Battle of Blood River." Jun Fengtian's eyes were dark and his voice was cold, "I was killed by my own hands."

"This……"

So is that person the Ghost Qi Lord who came back from the dead, or is someone else pretending to be him?

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, things really got more and more complicated.

In the end, Jun Fengtian made a final decision: "I will pay attention to this matter, and you must be careful that the person with the magic knife will attack again."

Everyone responded: "Yes."

After the meeting ended, Yu Lijing followed Jun Fengtian into the Haofa Xiutang, the first of the Haozheng Five Paths, and did not know what to discuss.And Mo Qingchi didn't know where he went, only Lu Zhihuai and Sui Wudu were left drinking tea together in the Yanyuji Pavilion.

The fragrance of tea in the pavilion was wafting, and as the mist rose, the eyebrows and eyes of the two became blurred.

Lu Zhihuai lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then took a deep breath.

Sui raised his head for no reason and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhihuai covered his mouth and said vaguely, "Hiss—my tongue is burned."

Sui couldn't laugh or cry for no reason: "The tea is boiling, you need to cool it down before you can drink it."

"I've already blown it." Lu Zhihuai felt wronged, "Who knew it was still so hot."

The vice-principal at the side, Shu Daozhu, passed by here, and he didn't have a good face when he saw the two of them. Although he didn't say anything, he still snorted coldly when he passed by the two of them.

Lu Zhihuai rolled his eyes towards his back, and then said to Suiwu, "Only pigs can hum."

The eyebrows and eyes are slightly curved for no reason, and there is a faint smile in the eyes that are as clear and clear as amethyst: "Yeah."

"By the way, this is for you." Lu Zhihuai took out a celadon vial from his sleeve and handed it to him, "This is the elixir I made when I was bored, if you are seriously injured remember to take one, it may last until the rescue Come." How could she know how to make medicine, this is actually the big red medicine in the game, but the effect of the medicine is really amazing.

Sui Wuyuan heard from her that it was refined by hand, and it must not be very expensive, so he did not refuse too much, but accepted her kindness: "Yes."

"No reason, Miss Lu."

A young man dressed in luxurious purple clothes slowly walked into the pavilion, with handsome and elegant eyebrows, and a faint scent of books on his body.

"Master Jade."

Lu Zhihuai and Sui Wudu got up together and bowed to him.

"Why be so polite." Yuli Jing said in a warm voice, "Although Miss Lu is not a Confucian, she is willing to run around for the holy sword. Yuli Jing feels deeply in her heart."

Lu Zhihuai said: "Since that's the case, then I won't see you anymore. I don't think the principal is too old. Can I just call you by your name?"

Yu Lijing smiled: "Of course."

"Then Li Jing doesn't have to always address me as Miss Lu, it sounds strange, just call me by my name." Lu Zhihuai also laughed.

"Okay, then I will directly call you Zhihuai from now on." Yu Lijing said, then looked at Xi Wudu and said, "Wudu, there are indeed dark ghosts hidden in the Confucian School, I need your help and Shengsi. "

After being silent for a while for no reason, he said, "Shengsi's injury hasn't healed yet, and he needs to recuperate."

"Uh." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Yu Lijing's face, it seemed that Wuyuan still had a grudge against Confucianism, "Then...are you willing to help me?"

Sui Wuyuan: "Yeah."

Yu Lijing smiled wryly and said, "It's really touching."

Lu Zhihuai snickered beside him.

"Zhihuai." Yu Lijing looked at her with the same eyebrows and eyes, "I also need your help in this matter, are you willing to help me?"

"Ah?" Lu Zhihuai didn't expect him to be included in his plan, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "This...Of course it's no problem."

……

In the dark prison of Defeng Ancient Road, Jian Zhiji was meditating with his eyes closed, but suddenly he heard a familiar voice calling him in a low voice.

"The sword is so close! The sword is so close!"

He opened his eyes, and outside the prison door was a woman dressed in a simple white dress with unparalleled elegance.She has clear eyes and beautiful clothes, and she is squatting outside the cell and calling him in a low voice.Seeing his reaction, she quickly waved to him.

Jian Zhiji got up and walked over to squat down like her, with doubts on his face.

He opened his mouth: "Lu..."

"Hush—" Lu Zhihuai put his index finger in front of his lips, and made a silent movement.

Jian Zhiji then closed his mouth and looked at her blankly, not knowing what she was going to do.

"Listen to me, the sword is so close." She grabbed his sleeve, pulled him towards her again, and said in a low voice, "I don't believe in Confucian people, they could make innocent disciples sacrifice , I can sacrifice you now."

She was so close that he could feel her warm breath blowing on his arm through the cell door.Jian Zhiji couldn't help but look tense, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

"At this time tomorrow night, Faru must no longer be within the Ancient Virtuous Path, and I will try to bring you out of here at that time. After you go out, you don't have to worry about me, go straight north, and someone will come to meet you." Lu Zhihuai looked Seriously, but she also stuffed a thin note into his palm calmly, "You can trust the person who responds, and you don't have to ask anything when the time comes, just follow him, trust me ?"

Jian Zhichi silently grasped the note, and nodded slowly.

Outside the prison, someone left quietly.

The corner of Lu Zhihuai's mouth slightly raised.

Tsk, the fish is hooked.

……

In the guest room, Lu Zhihuai leaned comfortably on the bed, half of the bed was covered with snow-colored long sleeves, and the delicate dark patterns of plum blossoms on it flashed a faint silver shimmer from time to time under the candlelight.

She took out the clown card from her bosom and let go of her fingers. The clown card was floating in the air in front of her. The red light on the card was shining, and the voice of the playwright of Yong Ye was like intoxicating red wine, slowly flowing in the air. her ears.

"Zen Jianyiru and others tried in vain to repair the damaged earth veins after the sky fire disaster, but they didn't know that their actions would open the third disaster of blood darkness for the dazzled." The voice of the playwright of Yong Ye was full of undisguised malice and mockery, "You see, even if they don't want to, they still have to follow the script written by Dazzler for them."

"Yes, yes, yes." Lu Zhihuai praised without hesitation, "Mingming is amazing."

Yongye playwright: "..."

He asked, "You seem to have something on your mind?"

"No." Lu Zhihuai poked the hanging card, and the dark red light rippled on her fingertips, "I was just wondering who the person pretending to be the ghost unicorn is, he seems to be very familiar with you , otherwise I wouldn’t choose you to take the blame.”

Yong Ye's playwright said indifferently: "No matter who he is, he's just a clown, he only dares to play tricks behind his back, and he won't be able to get on the stage after all. You see, even if they know that I did it, what can they do to me? "

Lu Zhihuai couldn't help laughing: "Is this the self-cultivation of a senior villain?"

"Advanced villain?" Yong Ye playwright let out a laugh, "That's right."

Lu Zhihuai rested his chin on one hand and looked at the clown card with a smile.

This is the brand new Seventeen.

Born to be kind, but bad to be frank.

The author has something to say: Di Ming: Tsk, I just like the way you can't understand me and can't kill me.