There are bandits in Zhongshan

"Then what are your plans next?"

After listening to Zhong Mingzhu's story, Mu Yun asked, she had retreated to the chair, holding Ruoye's wrist tightly with one hand while speaking.

But Xuan Yu was afraid of being affected by Zhong Mingzhu's sudden anger, so he had already found an opportunity to slip away.

Only the three of them in the room maintained this long confrontation.

In fact, Mu Yun tried to get Ruoye to leave too, but the other party refused to leave without saying anything, so she could only drag Ruoye by her side to guard against this simple-minded mermaid who accidentally spoke out again.

"I'm planning..." Zhong Mingzhu glanced at Ruoye with a half-smile, and saw that the latter was trying to lean on Mu Yun, "It was there originally, but thanks to some people, it is invalidated."

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Ruoye muttered in a low voice. After hearing the whole story, she realized how serious the consequences of her "Zhong Mingzhu" had been. But after thinking for a while, she couldn't help but said again, " But I don't think it's a good thing to hide it, you see you lied to her once before..."

Halfway through the speech, she noticed the chill flashing across Zhong Mingzhu's eyes, her voice suddenly dropped, and finally turned into a whisper.

Mu Yun loosened his fingers slightly, and slid down Ruoye's wrist, then held her hand firmly, as if to comfort her, and then said: "I also think that deception is not a good strategy."

"Oh." Zhong Mingzhu sneered, and then sighed in frustration, "Why don't I want to tell the truth."

But if he was telling the truth, he couldn't even steal the comfort of these few days.

These few days are the most relaxed days she has lived in more than 300 years. Although Chang Li doesn't remember her, she can still feel closeness and dependence from the other party's every move.

The memory of Changli has been erased, but Xin still remembers—she didn't talk much during the conversation, but her brows and eyes would soften unconsciously, and occasionally there would even be a smile in those quiet black eyes.

Zhong Mingzhu recalled the short few days together, and couldn't help but curl her lips. After a long time, she said softly: "You are right, although it is very good, but it is stolen after all."

Looking at the man's calm eyes, Ruoye suddenly felt her heart being pulled. She had long been used to Zhong Mingzhu's arrogance and moodiness, but now what caught her eyes was a look she had never seen before.

Zhong Mingzhu is ruthless, plundering and killing, as long as she can achieve her goal, she can do whatever she can.

But at this moment, the girl standing not far from her clearly revealed a bit of fragility.

"You...she..." She was a soft-hearted person, but when she saw Zhong Mingzhu's appearance, she felt a little sad in her heart, and almost couldn't help but want to comfort her.

It's just that the fragility only stayed on Zhong Mingzhu's face for a short moment, and soon she changed back to the familiar appearance of Ruoye, with a soft smile on the corner of her lips, which looked extremely friendly, while her light-colored eyes revealed Her indifference made people feel that even if the world collapsed, she wouldn't take it to heart.

"I want to find out why Li'er lost her memory first. There are some things that you need to arrange." There was no hesitation in her voice, but it seemed that she had thought it through, "Don't worry, I won't let you do evil."

She handed over Zhenbao Pavilion to Mu Yun, besides her ability, she also had other considerations.

There are only a few people who know that Mu Yun was recuperating in Fufenglin, so that he may be involved in evil ways, and those few people will not spread the matter because of their interests or favors, except for Chang Li.

If news of Mu Yun's close relationship with the evil way comes out one day, it will most likely be the work of Tian Yizong, which means that Tian Yizong has finally come out of the mountain.But for so many years, Zhong Mingzhu did not find the slightest sign, and even wondered more than once: Could it be because Changli had promised Mu Yun that she would not reveal her identity, so he really kept his mouth shut.

But that day Changli made it clear that she would keep the secret only if Tian Yizong was not involved.

Everyone said that she, Zhong Mingzhu, had murdered Tian Yizong, and seeing Mu Yun take over the Zhenbao Pavilion, Changli would definitely report the matter to his master.

Now that I think about it, Changli has erased the memory of the past, so naturally he doesn't even remember that.

When Zhong Mingzhu decided to use the Cangwu Sword as bait, he was still worried that the signs of the trap would be too obvious, which would cause Tian Yizong to not take the bait, which is too much to worry about.

After explaining all the matters in detail, she sat back on the original chair, and with a flick of her hand, the doors and windows in the house immediately returned to their original state. In her hand, there was an extra cup of tea that was exactly the same as before, and it was still steaming.

Sometimes Ruoye is really curious about what Zhong Mingzhu's storage ring looks like, and why he can always conjure up these strange things in the eyes of ordinary monks.

But what she was more concerned about was why the guy didn't leave even though everything was explained, but started to drink tea leisurely instead.

She tugged at Mu Yun, who only shook his head helplessly, signaling her to stay calm.So she could only stand there without saying a word, patiently watching Zhong Mingzhu sip tea in an almost arty manner.

After finally drinking Yigu tea, she let out a sigh of relief, and began to brew some polite words such as "walk slowly". Unexpectedly, after Zhong Mingzhu put away the teacup, she took out another book and rested her chin to relish it. look.

This posture, no matter how you look at it, is not the appearance of getting up and resigning in a short time.

Ruoye frowned, and finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Hey, Zhong Mingzhu, what else do you need?"

Zhong Ming didn't raise his candle head, he slowly turned over a page and said, "No more."

"Then..." Ruoye thought for a while and said again, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"No."

It was still in a casual tone, which made people inexplicably angry.

Confusion gathered in Ruoye's eyes. She looked around, but couldn't find any reason, and finally said in a strange tone that she was afraid of saying the wrong thing: "Then you... can you go?"

Zhong Mingzhu finally raised his head from the book, with a puzzled look on his face: "Let's go? Why should I go?"

"But this is Ah Yun's room." Ruoye frowned again, ignoring Mu Yun's obstruction.

"That's it..." Zhong Mingzhu held up the book to cover his face, revealing only a pair of smiling eyes, and his voice came out from behind the book, sounding a bit malicious, "I think this room is very comfortable, so I plan to have sex with you guys." a companion."

"You!" Ruoye finally realized that what Zhong Mingzhu had done before was intentional, and rushed up angrily, but she didn't want to provoke Zhong Mingzhu again, so she restrained herself, "Then you said earlier, let's put this Just give you the house."

"No, no, no." Zhong Mingzhu waved his hand and winked at her, "What I like is not this house, but staying with you. If you want to move to another place, I will naturally like it." Look elsewhere."

"What did you say?" Ruoye's voice suddenly became much higher, and she almost couldn't believe her ears, "Why, how..."

"Oh, don't worry." Zhong Mingzhu laughed more happily, and then with a little hand, the screen that was originally standing by the door was moved a few feet, and it was moved to the front of the bed to cover the soft bed tightly, "I don't Will take a peek."

Ruoye stared dumbfounded at the face with a warm smile like a spring breeze, and didn't even know what to say: "You, you..."

Even Mu Yun looked a little stunned. She looked at Zhong Mingzhu in disbelief, and then met Ruoye's eyes, and immediately blushed.

Of course she understood what Zhong Mingzhu meant by "interruption".

Zhong Mingzhu didn't seem to think it was enough, he shook his head with a embarrassed expression, and sighed: "But if you want to invite me together, I can only say sorry first, if it was before, I can still give you some guidance. "

"Who wants to invite you!" Ruoye screamed, even the tone of his voice changed, "Guide you, you are so shameless!"

After speaking, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and waved his palm towards Zhong Mingzhu's face. At this moment, Mu Yun couldn't care less about stopping her.

"Hahaha." Zhong Mingzhu finally laughed wantonly. In the next moment, Ruoye saw a flash of fire, and her palm waved away, and the figure who was leaning lazily on the chair disappeared in an instant.

"It's better not to have any more problems, or I will do what I say." Only these words echoed in the room.

"Don't run!" Ruoye planned to chase him out without even thinking about it, but was stopped by Mu Yun's sharp eyes and hands.

The enthusiasm on her face didn't fade away, and she didn't dare to look into Ruoye's eyes, so she could only lower her head and persuade: "Forget it, you will only follow her way if you chase after her."

"She's sick!" Ruoyeyu was still angry, staring at the door and said viciously, with the aura of swallowing Zhong Mingzhu alive.

Mu Yun sighed softly, Ruoye has always been good-tempered, but Zhong Mingzhu can get angry with her repeatedly, sometimes she really admires Zhong Mingzhu's ability.

It is really accurate to poke people's sore spots.

She and Ruoye haven't seen each other for half a year, and tenderness is indispensable for lovers to reunite after a long absence, but now that Zhong Mingzhu makes such a fuss, there is no mood.

That last warning alone is enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Because it was Zhong Mingzhu, Mu Yun knew she could do it.

If possible, I really don't want to have anything to do with such a person...

"Ayun..." Ruoye finally calmed down, and suddenly showed aggrieved expression, "I'm sorry... I caused you trouble again."

Helplessness flashed across Mu Yun's eyes, but in the end he just shook his head.

She always felt that Ruoye acted too hastily, always acted one step ahead of her brain, and was easy to be led by the nose, especially when she met a scheming person like Zhong Mingzhu, she might fall into a trap one day.It's not that she didn't complain, but with those eyes, the preaching that had been brewing for a long time would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Those clean eyes don't need to bear the filth of the world.

"Come here." She said softly.

Ruoye immediately took a few steps forward when she heard the words, and stood in front of Mu Yun. The next moment, her slender body leaned over, exuding the cold air that was picked up not long ago, like a ball of ice.

A slight pain suddenly appeared in her heart, she pulled the blanket on the chair, wrapped Mu Yun around, and then opened her hand to embrace him in her arms.

Mu Yun was much shorter than her, and after being seriously injured, his body was so thin that he would collapse if the wind blows.

Sometimes, she didn't even dare to hug too hard.

After a long time, the body in her arms gradually warmed up. At this moment, she heard a soft voice like a dream: "There is no need to apologize."

Mu Yun wrapped his arms around Ruoye's waist, buried his head on the side of the opponent's neck, felt the steady heartbeat of the opponent, and laughed: "It's good now."

Then, she sighed with some nerve-wracking: "However, we still have to find a way to get rid of that trouble first."

"Can you stop saying 'settled'." Ruoye froze and lamented, "I'm going to have nightmares."

"Aren't you so courageous that you still dare to fight Zhong Mingzhu?" Mu Yun raised his head and gave her an angry look, "Is this a nightmare?"

Ruoye looked away guiltily: "I see she's bullying you, can't she be angry..." Then, she said with emotion: "But I didn't expect her to be so interested in Changli, just now she seemed really looking a little sad."

"Yes." Mu Yun also saw it.

That domineering and arrogant devil showed his fragility for a moment.

At the beginning of the conversation, Mu Yun also felt that Chang Li was just an unattainable obsession for Zhong Mingzhu.

But in fact, the word "love" has never been swayed by positions.

Zhong Mingzhu stayed outside Tianyizong's resting yard for a while, and then left. It was inconvenient for her to stay in Nanming Villa for a long time. Anyway, she was not afraid of the cold, even in the ice cave of Shuoyuan.

Xuan Yu has been waiting by her side, seeing her stepping out of the gate of the villa and following her, the nighttime Shuoyuan is much colder than the daytime, the little tit huddled into a ball of hair behind her skirt, but she didn't want to Leaving: "I don't care, that annoying ghost is back, so I don't want to stay with her."

"Do you hate her that much?" Zhong Mingzhu tapped her head a few times, propping up a barrier to protect her from the cold, "Your elder sister Ayun likes her very much."

"I hate it!" Xuan Yu nodded vigorously, "It's a good thing she's still so pretty, it's such a waste."

"Hehe." Zhong Mingzhu smiled, handed Xuan Yu his favorite vermilion fruit, and stopped talking.

She knew that Xuan Yu was just to accompany her.

If Ye is kind-hearted, no one would really dislike her. Xuan Yu was only keen to bicker with her because of past festivals, and it would be to the extent that he would rather endure the cold wind than get along with her.

The two sparrow eggs she brought back on a whim back then have now become a quirky but caring little follower.

This world, which she didn't belong to originally, had unknowingly created so many ties.

Looking up at the starry sky, some kind of nostalgic emotion flashed in her eyes.

She originally thought that this world would be extremely boring, but unexpectedly it was so colorful, even if she poured out all the dyes, she couldn't outline all the tones.

Even if you wander around for thousands of years, you still can't see it all, can't see through it, and can't get bored.

——This is the reason why the Emperor of Heaven would rather protect this mountain and river than perish in the Dao of Heaven.

"My lord, what are you thinking?" Xuan Yu suddenly made a sound, interrupting her thoughts.

She lowered her head to meet the curious eyes of the little tit, and smiled slightly: "I was thinking, I spent a lot of time searching around this ice field the day before, and I was looking for something."

The innermost room of the Tianyi School was sealed off by a barrier, and the three people in the room were having a secret conversation, namely Longtian Li, Fenghailou and Changli.

To be precise, it was Longtian Li and Fenghailou who were asking about what happened a few days before Changli.

"What! You met Zhong Mingzhu?" Hearing that name, the expressions of the two of them changed drastically.

"Is this really a trap set by her!" Feng Hailou looked stern.

Longtian Li pulled Changli away, and worriedly checked her body condition again, "That devil is cruel, did she hurt you?"

Although he was asking a question, Longtian Li's tone sounded as if he was sure that Zhong Mingzhu would hurt Changli.

"She..." Changli frowned slightly as he recalled Zhong Mingzhu's furious actions.

Zhong Mingzhu did touch her, but it was not what Longtian Li thought.

After hesitating for a moment, she still shook her head: "She didn't hurt me." After a pause, she said again: "She also saved me, I can't fight that beast for the time being."

"She must have other plans." Feng Hailou sneered, "Maybe she arranged for that strange beast."

Chang Li said: But I met her only when I deviated from the direction in the snowstorm. At that time, she was already confronting that strange beast.But after thinking about it, judging from the city palace that Zhong Mingzhu showed in dealing with the Tianyi School, it is only natural to lure her there with a demonic aura after pre-arrangement.

Then, she suddenly realized that the first thing she unconsciously thought of was defending Zhong Mingzhu, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in her heart.

——I seem to... don't want her to be like what my little uncle said...

She squeezed her fingers tightly, and her heart was once again shrouded in anxiety, and she felt a little breathless after a while.

"Li'er! What's wrong with you?" Sensing that something was wrong with her, Longtian Li hurriedly asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I..." She lowered her eyes, couldn't suppress the soreness that surged up, shook her head and said softly, "I'm fine."

Longtian Li heard the depression in her voice, and a hint of distress flashed in his eyes.

There are some things that Fenghailou doesn't know, nor do other younger disciples in the sect, but she does.

Changli fell in love with Zhong Mingzhu and moved his heart.

Longtian Li always regretted Changli in his heart.

That child only enjoyed the warmth for half a day, but they cut off the connection with the world of mortals.

She is talented, that is a gift from God, she can reach a height that none of them can reach, and she will definitely lead this sect to unprecedented glory.

This is for the sect, but also for her——for so many years, they have been convincing themselves like this, just watching that child practice inhuman ways, become ruthless and desireless, and drift away from the world.

It would be nice if it was like this forever, at least she didn't know anything, so she wouldn't suffer.But the matter of cultivating the Tao will lead to the same goal in the end, and Changli will also devote himself to the mortal world to experience the experience.

When Changli returned from the Heishuiling Demon Cave, Longtian Li faintly sensed that Zhong Mingzhu was special.

Changli doesn't care about anyone, but he will defend himself for her.

This should have been a good thing, but she didn't expect it to be so tragic.

It would be great if Zhong Mingzhu was just an ordinary disciple, but she came here with another purpose.

She also did not expect that Chang Li, who has always been alienated and indifferent, would be so decisive in love.

Love catastrophe is something that almost everyone will experience, but some are understandable and some are inexplicable.

She still remembered that under the ice, Chang Li knelt in front of Wu Hui's seat, his face was so pale that he couldn't find a trace of blood, but his back was still straight. any penalty.

It was clear that he had made a mistake, but he didn't complain, and he didn't make any excuses.

"Li'er... Back then she was very good at deceiving people's hearts. You are not deeply involved in the world, so you don't know that this person is dangerous, so you must not trust her sweet words." Longtian Liyu instructed earnestly.

She thought that since Chang Li had forgotten what happened back then, she would no longer be troubled by love, but who knew that when she saw Zhong Mingzhu, she would still be in chaos.

Feng Hailou interrupted suddenly: "Little uncle, did she ask you anything?"

Chang Li thought: "She asked me if I planned to grab the sword."

"Then did you mention the whereabouts of the elder brother to her?" Longtian Li asked.

"No." Chang Li shook his head, "But she told me a lot about monsters and the origin of that strange beast."

"Hmph, she can't do a single word, but I think it's all her conspiracy." Feng Hailou said indignantly.

Changli subconsciously wanted to refute, thought for a moment, but finally said nothing.

Long Tianli signaled Feng Hailou to calm down, and then thoughtfully said: "Whether it is her conspiracy or not, we will not be able to turn back now, but the matter of seizing the sword may have to be discussed separately."

Before she finished speaking, she heard Chang Li's cold voice.

For some reason, this voice inexplicably reminded her of the situation when the other party confessed his relationship with Zhong Mingzhu many years ago.

Under the calmness, there is a faint stubbornness that cannot be shaken.

"I'll get the sword."

Zhong Mingzhu took the Cangwu Sword, so she will be responsible for taking it back.

It is responsibility, it is redemption.

Chang Li looked down at her hand, she didn't know if she had the ability to grab the sword, but there was a voice in her heart that was very clear:

—It's her fault, it's our fault.

But at the same time, another voice overwhelmed the voice in my heart: it will be fine, I promise.

It was Zhong Mingzhu's voice, clearly a heinous sinner, but what she said made her want to believe it.

She doesn't understand, but she wants to understand.

So she raised her head and asked the doubts that had been in her mind since she met Zhong Mingzhu:

"Little uncle, what kind of injury did I suffer...why did I lose that memory?"