Duan Nuxia who has the throne [Comprehensive martial arts]

Their traveling speed was about the same as Duan Yu's previous estimate, and when they reached the Bright Summit of the Mingjiao General Altar, it was already Yinmenjingtian.

The terrain here is quite high, and the surrounding snow-capped mountains are like jade being trampled under the feet. The vastness stretches to the sky, and a bright moon hangs high on the top of the blue sky. The silver light is thousands of miles away, and the mountains are magnificent.

however,

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, if you share it with Duan Yu, standing in the freezing cold for half an hour will make you feel tired.

What's more, Duan Yu is here to see the scenery, she is waiting for Zhang Wuji to come out to meet her!

However, Zhang Wuji didn't wait, but waited for a child back, the little Mingjiao guard girl who had just gone in to report, came out with a kick, and was about to get angry, but she still didn't say anything because of the looks of the two people.

She waved her hand impatiently, "Our leader is resting, we don't see anyone, you go."

What the hell?

Duan Yu's eyes widened immediately, "Zhang Wuji is so arrogant now?"

"Be careful what you say, how dare you call the name of the leader of this sect directly?"

Although he is not tall, he has great momentum.

"Isn't all living beings equal in your Ming religion? Why isn't the leader equal?" Duan Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Master, how can she be considered a mortal?" the little girl poked her neck.

"Is she not a mortal, is she still a fairy?" Duan Yu said, "What time is it, is she the reincarnation of Sleeping God?"

"...Nana, what kind of reincarnation do you discipline the leader?" The Mingjiao members jumped, unable to refute, and stretched out their hands in anger, "You go, go~"

"I'm not leaving." Duan Yu didn't need to be depressed, he stood where he was and let her push him, "Didn't you say that I am Duan Yu? I grew up with your leader."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Deputy Envoy Yang is the teacher's childhood sweetheart. Deputy Envoy Yang said that I have never heard of you, so please stop making friends!" All red.

Just a little bit cute.

"Childhood sweetheart?" Duan Yu blinked in confusion, Zhang Wuji's childhood sweetheart, that is her childhood sweetheart, the one with the surname Yang... only Aunt Yang's family at the intersection of their house, "Young boy from the Yang family, it's not that you inherit your mother's career." Is caramel sold at the street corner?"

"Who are you talking about selling sugar?" When the congregation heard this, they were immediately displeased, and raised their heads and said, "We, Deputy Envoy Yang, are the sons of Zuo Envoy Yang, the left envoy of Guangming."

"Isn't the left envoy of Guangming not allowed to sell sugar?"

"We, Yang Zuoshi, don't sell sugar."

"If you don't sell sugar, what do you sell?"

"Sell...sell..." the little girl murmured, she didn't know what those big shots were selling, and she blushed suddenly.

Duan Yu couldn't help laughing, um, Mingjiao is really interesting.

Just chatting with this little girl, maybe it's morning.

"Okay, let's go." Hua Manlou stretched out his hand to hold Duan Yu, he couldn't stand her being such a cute little girl, "We go down the mountain now, maybe we can find a place to stay, or maybe you want to take a look The sunrise on the top of the snow mountain, we haven't seen the sunrise together, have we?"

"...it is good."

Huamanlou and the strange little girl, which side to choose, needless to say.

"Yes, let's go, let's go!" The congregation waved their hands and threatened with a stern face, "Guangming is the most important place of the Ming religion. Don't wander around casually. If you don't leave, we will arrest you as a spy."

"Thanks for your hard work," Hua Manlou nodded to the guarding girl, and sincerely apologized.

"Hmph, our leader can see anyone?" The little girl's own threat was effective, but the other party was subdued, a little carried away.

——!

Duan Yu paused.

"I heard that even members of the Ming Cult usually have their own residences, not at the Guangming Peak?" Duan Yu retreated.

"How do you know?" The little girl from Mingjiao looked at her vigilantly, "I tell you, although this is usually the case, but Deputy Envoy Yang is here now, so don't mess around."

"Oh, besides Zhang Wuji, it's that Deputy Envoy Yang," Duan Yu nodded knowingly, "Very good."

"What's good?" The little girl Mingjiao asked subconsciously.

"Very well," Duan Yu took a deep breath, "Zhang Wuji-Ji--, woke up--, come out--come--, I'm Duan Yu-yu-duan-yu-yu-- come out faster--"

This kind of yelling often happens in the streets and alleys, on the ground floor of high-rise buildings. The children who are yelled are actually eager to go out. At this time, they immediately ran out the door.

But probably there is no little friend calling someone, who would be so shaken.

The snow-capped mountains in the distance responded.

"You, what are you doing?" The little girl threw herself on top of her, crying anxiously, "Don't shout."

Duan Yu felt a little sorry for her, so he let her hang on his body to punch and kick, all for a massage, "Zhang Wuji, come and greet—pick—"

Hua Manlou smiled and shook his head behind her, he wouldn't be surprised if Mingjiao killed a large group after a while.

But he found that he was not flustered at all, but found it interesting. This is probably because the little guard girl was not serious enough to prevent him from being serious about the entire Mingjiao.

He quietly explored the surrounding environment, listened carefully to the momentum of Mingjiao's approach, and thought about whether they could escape with the lightness skills of the two of them.

I heard that Mingjiao has a dharma king who is good at lightness kung fu, but I don't know how the other party's light kung fu compares with Lu Xiaofeng.

The entire Guangmingding quickly lit up.

The sound of countless footsteps, the sound of swords, and the sound of shouting and harmony, rushed towards them one after another.

However, there was one who was the fastest, with light and less sound of footsteps, one step almost took several steps, and quickly reached the door first.

The light illuminated half of her face, the snow was tender, just like steamed brown sugar buns, with a small hairpin on her head, tied with a red string.

The eyes of the two met in an instant.

Zhang Wuji's black eyes slapped, "Duan Yu."

Duan Yu has already pounced on her, pinching her cheeks with both hands, and tugging, "Master Zhang, Zhang Wuji, you haven't even had a letter for so many years, do you still want to live?"

"Bold!" "What are you doing?" "Let go of our leader—"

The people of the Ming Cult who were a step behind showed their weapons one after another, and swords flew all over the sky.

However, with the leader Duan Yu in hand, I have the world, so I don't worry at all, those swords fly so fast, they can't hit them, and they still keep pinching Zhang Wuji's cheeks that are as soft as cotton balls.

"Well, tell me, what have you been doing for the past ten years? Do you know that I was worried about you, and even went to Wudang Mountain to find you? Didn't even hear about you? You became the leader in a blink of an eye? I almost helped you inherit the dragon slaying -"

Zhang Wuji covered her mouth with both hands before she could finish her word, "Don't say it."

"Woooo." What are you doing?

Just now, with so many people and so many weapons in Mingjiao, they didn't touch Duan Yu at all, but now Zhang Wuji pressed his hands firmly on her mouth.

It's not that Duan Yu can't dodge, but if he dodges, she will have to loosen her grip on Zhang Wuji's face, wouldn't that mean that she took the initiative to lose.

The so-called not steaming the steamed buns to fight for breath, and finally meeting again, she can't lose to Zhang Wuji at the first sight.

Seeing that she was "subdued" by Zhang Wuji, the Mingjiao people immediately became less nervous. They carried their knives and dragged their swords, looking lively.

"Get out of the nest quickly."

Zhang Wuji looked at Duan Yu. Over the years, she had encountered betrayal, witnessed revenge, experienced the most helpless despair, and endured the deepest loneliness. At those times, those beautiful memories of her childhood would support her like the light She made it through.

But looking back on the past, I understand in my heart that those days will never go back, but——

The familiar pain on her face brought her back to reality, recalling everything about her childhood again.

A big devil named Duan Yu.

Yes, the Great Demon King proved to her with practical actions that childhood nightmares can really be relive.

Zhang Wuji rubbed his cheeks tearfully.

A snow-white fox fur cloak gently covered her shoulders.

She turned her head, "Azhao? Thank you, I'm feeling a little cold."

Of course she didn't feel cold, but she was always very grateful for the kindness of others.

"Miss, you're welcome." Han Zhao stared at her red cheeks and watery eyes, and said in a soft and pious voice, "It's my duty to take care of you, as long as you don't get angry with me about the past, you'll be fine." gone."

Zhang Wuji's expression was a little uncomfortable for a moment, but then he made up his mind and calmed down, "It's not your fault, it was decided by Ren Jiaozhu and the others, you are a member of the Ming Cult, and you can't help yourself when you are ordered by the leader.— —I know you have always blamed yourself," Zhang Wuji looked at him sincerely and said, "Actually, you are very good to me, and I have always understood it in my heart."

Han Zhao's breath was stagnant, his slightly blue eyes were like the sinking of the sea, "Miss..."

"What's going on?" A young man in blue brocade clothes stood out from the crowd and quickly came to Zhang Wuji's side. His voice was clear and youthful, "I was patrolling the mountain, and suddenly I heard a voice."

Then, with a sharp gaze across the faces of Duan Yu and Hua Manlou, two strangers, full of hostility, "Who are they?"

"No regrets, they are my friends." Zhang Wuji said immediately.

Yang Buhui looked at the handsome Hua Manlou with precision and hostility, "Sister Wuji, when did you meet such a friend? Did you forget that my father and you proposed our marriage contract?"

"Ah," Zhang Wuji hastily waved his hand, "This matter, this matter still needs to be discussed in the long term."

"Sister, you don't like me? Have you forgotten our friendship since we were young?" Yang Buhui stepped forward step by step regardless of the number of people present.

"How could that be?" Zhang Wuji immediately shook his head and said sincerely, "I naturally remember that when I sent you back to Mingjiao and parted from you, I was very reluctant to part with you, but at that time, Grand Master didn't allow me to join Mingjiao, nor could I Even though I miss you quite a bit when I associate with people from the Ming Cult, but you are by your father's side, so I think there won't be any problems."

Yang Buhui's eyes suddenly softened, "You know, I, I have been thinking about you all these years."

"What's going on here?" A low voice came.

When the first word was said, the voice was still far away, and after the sentence was finished, a figure in black appeared in everyone's sight.

The young man was wearing a bronze ghost mask, his eyes looked around naturally, like Yang Buhui, he paused for a while on Hua Manlou, and then fixedly landed on Zhang Wuji's face.

Like a willow swaying in the wind, the young man had already come to Zhang Wuji's side, his faint eyes swept across her face, "What's going on? Who bullied you?"

"No one bullied me," Zhang Wuji shook his head, "It's my friend who came, Big Brother Yinli, did you come here from Guiyan Peak? Can you hear any movement from such a distance?"

"En." Yin Li replied in a cold voice, "It's too noisy."

Zhang Wuji said, "Brother Yinli, thank you very much."

"Thank you?" Yin Li pursed his lips before asking.

"I know, you rushed here because you were worried about me, so thank you." Zhang Wuji said seriously.

oh hoo~

Duan Yu glanced past Han Zhao, Yang Buhui, and Yin Li, and couldn't help but pay the utmost respect to her friends whom she hadn't seen for many years.

There is a saying - three days away from a man, you should treat each other with admiration.

The ancients are not deceived by me.

The author has something to say: Zhang Jiaozhu, she never intended to cultivate Luochang, she is really, very sincere!