Washing powder [Comprehensive martial arts]

In the Guangmingding Hall, the sacred fire is clearly visible.

White-browed Eagle King, Blue-Winged Bat King and the five scattered people agreed to discuss the strategy of retreating the enemy here early in the morning. When Yu Man came in, the discussion stopped abruptly. They frowned and saw Yang Xiao walking in one step behind Yu Man.

Yin Tianzheng and the others widened their eyes and looked hard. This was Yang Xiao who was breathing alive.

"Hey, Yang, you're not dead." Zhou Dian cursed.

Yang Xiao was in a mess all over, but his body was straight and his demeanor was calm.

"Yang was lucky enough to survive the catastrophe, so Brother Zhou is disappointed."

"Master! You're fine..." Xiao Zhao ran over, getting carried away with excitement, hugged Yang Xiao's arm and cried, "It's just that you're fine."

Yu Man raised her eyebrows, looked sideways, and the teasing look on her face was so exciting that she wanted to beat drums and gongs.

Yang Xiao glanced at the old people in the hall one by one, with a calm expression, he pushed Xiao Zhao away, "Go, ask the envoy of the five banners and the masters of the four sects to come and see me."

Zhang Wuji had been looking for Yu Man all morning, when he heard the movement, he hurried over.

Yang Xiao's body was injured and sick, and he insisted not to cultivate. He discussed with Yin Tianzheng and others, and the atmosphere was neither good nor too bad.Zhang Wuji pulled Yu Man to sit down in a corner, and asked about what happened this morning.

"...So, it's my sister who didn't regret that you saved Zuoshi Yang."

"That's not true." Yu Man said angrily, thinking that Brother Wuji would really give her credit for the name, "I just did a favor, without me, they can still come up."

Yang Xiao was able to survive because of his fortitude, and her little help was insignificant.

"No matter what, it's a chance." Zhang Wuji sighed in a low voice, and finally, his face showed worry.

He was at Sixth Uncle Yin's place, so he had to make another explanation.This Yang Xiao died for a while, and didn't die for a while, the sixth uncle probably thought he was lying to him.

"Brother Wuji, Cheng Kun is a monk." Yu Man said suddenly.

"Well, it's a monk."

At that time, apart from revealing his identity, Cheng Kun didn't say anything unnecessary.However, he has a bald head. During the fight, Zhang Wuji saw the ring scar on his head and the monk's robe under the black robe.

"Is he..." Yu Man blinked quickly, his eyes flickering, while speaking, he reached out and gestured to the back of his head, "Wearing a black robe with a hood attached."

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he showed a surprised expression, and said "yes" several times.

"I've seen him before." Yu Man said firmly.

The day before yesterday, before Song Qingshu found her, the monk who blocked her way for no reason and then left inexplicably, thinking about it now, was undoubtedly Cheng Kun.

Zhang Wuji was startled, and hurriedly asked, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"No." Yu Man curled her lips, as if "you need to ask more".

She wrote down Cheng Kun's appearance, see you next time, maybe who will block whose way.

At this time, Zhang Wuji stretched his neck and leaned over from the coffee table, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Buhui, I... have a question with you."

"Say."

Zhang Wuji swallowed, and said with a bitter face, "What on earth have you done to my uncle?"

Uncle's glance over at him has reached the point where it cannot be ignored.He wanted to resolve it, but he had to understand what had happened.

Holding Dalei's stomach, Yu Man gave Zhang Wuji a tricky smile, "You will know after you take off his hood."

Zhang Wuji was stunned, and a picture appeared in his mind, the protagonist of the picture was a smooth marinated egg.He thought that Yu Man shaved his head bald for King Yin Ye, but in fact, it wasn't that bad.

"Then, that's my uncle." Can't we leave some leeway?A solid beating is better than this.

When Yu Man heard this, she became angry, stared at Zhang Wuji and cursed, "Your uncle, you old pervert."

"I only shaved his hair, but didn't shave his head. It's already for your sake."

Zhang Wuji was shocked, he was stunned, unconsciously, the audience fell silent, everyone's eyes were on Yu Man.

"I don't regret my sister, I'm sorry." Zhang Wuji sniffed, lowered his head and whispered, "I'm on your side."

Yu Man snorted, calmly accepted the onlookers, took a leisurely sip of tea.Then he got up, walked slowly to the center of the hall, and was about to speak, but was taken a step ahead by Peng Yingyu.

"I don't know the girl's name yet."

"My surname is Yang."

Reminiscent of Zhang Wuji's "sister no regrets", Peng Yingyu pondered: "Yang, no regrets?"

It is also strange that the Persian sect sent two outright Han Chinese.

Zhou Dian rolled his eyes and laughed darkly, "Surnamed Yang? Which Yang, it must be Yang Xiao's Yang."

It's not that there is nothing to talk about, but that he suspects that Yang Xiao and this girl are colluding secretly, and now they are acting together in front of people.

Oh, Persia is here?So what, it might be Yang Xiao's eyeliner sent to Persia.

Zhang Wuji jumped to Yu Man's side, and cheerfully asked Yang Xiao who was sitting in the first seat, "Sister Bugui is Yangliu's Yang, which Yang is Zuoshi Yang?"

"Hey, what a coincidence." Zhou Dian slapped his hands and yelled at Yang Xiao, "This girl has the same surname as you, what's going on?"

Yu Man twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking, daughter and father's surname, that's all.Unexpectedly, in the next moment, Zhou Dian spoke out for her.

"Could it be your biological daughter living outside, haha."

With a violent shock in her heart, Yu Man turned her head and looked at Zhou Dian with incredulous eyes.

How did this man tell the truth?Could it be that he overheard her sleep talk at night?

Yang Xiao didn't want to pay attention to it, but seeing Zhou Dian's words getting more and more absurd, he had no choice but to say, "Brother Zhou is so joking, it's really rude." Nothing, hope Miss Yang Haihan."

His attitude towards Yu Man was very peaceful, without any extra affection. The day before yesterday he let her go, but today she wished him a helping hand, it was considered as a debt to both.Therefore, there is nothing to favoritism.

Yu Man breathed a sigh of relief, cupped her hands carelessly, "Farewell."

"What! Let's go now?" Zhang Wuji responded quickly and strongly.He lightly grabbed Yu Man's sleeve and shook it, and whispered to persuade: "Stay a few more days, the six major factions..."

"You stay." Yu Man smiled, her smile piercing.

Zhang Wuji let go of his hands in an instant, put his hands behind his back, and said with a serious face, "No, let's go, let's go down the mountain immediately."

Hearing this, Yin Tian was twirling his beard with displeasure on his face, and King Yin Ye jumped up directly, glaring at Yu Man viciously.

"Wuji, our family is finally reunited, where are you going?"

"Uncle, sister Buhui and I..."

"Don't listen to her, just go home with uncle."

Zhang Wuji raised his voice and said in a very serious tone, "No, I have to listen to my sister without regret."

For a while, voices of failure to suppress laughter came from all sides.

With a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, Yin Yewang's seven orifices smoked, he pointed at Yu Man and was about to yell at him, but when Yu Man took off his hat with a smile, he fell back angrily.In the end, he sat back to his original position with a bang and was defeated.

"Grandpa, Wuji will come to see you another day." Zhang Wuji bowed to Yin Tianzheng.

Yin Tianzheng sighed softly and nodded slightly.

"Don't regret my sister, since you're here, let's go after paying homage to the sacred fire." Zhang Wuji said to Yu Man.

"it is good."

Zhang Wuji asked Yang Xiao to pay homage to the torch, and Yang Xiao readily agreed.The holy flame is not far behind him, and there is no need to lead the way.

"Please."

"Wait." The hoarse voice was Wei Yixiao.

With a blue-gray complexion and dark circles around his eyes, a pair of eyes gleaming with will-o'-the-wisps, Wei Yixiao grinned, every word he uttered was full of sinister air.

"You said that you are disciples of Persian Mingjiao, what proof do you have?"

"Is there a token? Is there a letter?"