There are bandits in Zhongshan

The two didn't have any friendship at all, and they had a grudge because of the previous incident. The reason why they didn't fight was because of the great disparity in strength and Ruoye wasn't a bully.

So after a few tit-for-tat sentences, no one paid any attention to the other party. Zhong Mingzhu continued to throw his fishing rod as if there was nothing beside him, while Ruoye stood aside and glared at her.

She wanted to turn around and leave out of sight, but then she thought that she was the one who came first, and it would be embarrassing to leave so disheartened, so she perfectly acted as a statue at a distance of more than ten feet from Zhong Mingzhu.Watching Zhong Mingzhu start a fire in the pot, and watching her throw the cooked fish into the pot to simmer slowly.

The curling cooking smoke casts dust on the clear and beautiful waterside, and what falls with it is the warmth of human affection.

The scent came, and Ruoye's eyes fixed on the dark pot at some point, she moved two steps forward, and asked softly and slowly, "What are you doing?"

The initial hostility seemed to have been forgotten by her.

"Are you blind?" Helplessly, Zhong Mingzhu didn't give any face, and still had no good temper. After leaving this sentence, he didn't want to talk anymore. After thinking that the time was almost up, he lifted the lid of the pot, and the milky white soup was pouring in The pot was tumbling, and the faint aroma suddenly became stronger. She had filled a bowl and hadn't drunk it yet, but when she looked up, she found that the lake green dress was very close.

Ruoye sat with her knees hugged by the bonfire, her moist eyes just glued to the pot of fish soup without any style.

She didn't say anything, she was as well-behaved as a student who saw Mr.'s ruler for the first time in school, but she exuded a strong aura that she wanted to take away the whole pot of soup.

He is clearly a mermaid that only exists in mythology, why is he always greedy for other people's food like that old woman, Zhong Mingzhu complained secretly.

"What are you doing?" She threw the question back verbatim.

Ruoye turned her head when she heard the words, blinked her eyes, and sniffled her nose, looking pitiful, she asked cautiously, "Have you finished your drink?"

The implication is that if you can't finish drinking, she can help.

"I thought that those who are profound in the mortal world should not be interested in these fireworks?" Zhong Mingzhu tilted her head. She thought that only Baili Ningqing, who did not play cards according to common sense, would covet the desire for food and drink. Unexpectedly, this unbelievably beautiful mermaid is also so virtuous.

Cultivators need to absorb spiritual power in order to gain strength, and as descendants of gods, the power of the mermaid should be transmitted through the blood, which is innate.

Her words seemed to recall Ruoye's painful past, she waved her hand vigorously, and said angrily: "Who knows what those monks think!"

Then she began to vomit bitterness. It turned out that she and Ye Chenzhou visited all the cities along the way back to Yunzhong City, and the delicacies in those cities were the same. I thought that I would see more rare and interesting things when I returned to Yunzhong City, but it turned out that Yunzhong City He doesn't have the habit of eating at all, and the occasional banquet is prepared with some bland spirit fruit and spirit wine.

"What kind of wine is this spiritual wine? It's pure water!"

Zhong Mingzhu rolled his eyes, thinking that although this merman lives in the East China Sea, since he is a descendant of the gods, he might know something about the Huozheng clan.

So she chuckled lightly and said, "Those are good things that are good for improving one's cultivation, and others can't ask for them, and you still despise them."

"I don't—"

The voice stopped abruptly, she covered her mouth, stared at Zhong Mingzhu vigilantly, let go of her hands, laughed twice and then stopped talking.

How could Zhong Mingzhu not know what she wanted to say? It was nothing more than that monks did not need these things to improve their cultivation. She threw a bait to provoke the mermaid who didn't look like a city to take the bait. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't bite the bait, so she couldn't Prying out more information along the way, this alone is much more promising than the open-mouthed Baili Ningqing.

For the time being, she doesn't want to reveal that she already knows the other party's identity, for fear of being silenced.

"Did you eat when you were in Donghai?" She changed the question.

Ruoye thought for a moment and replied: "There are many rare and exotic animals in the East China Sea. The tribe I belong to has a hunting tradition. Although it does not need three meals a day like ordinary people, it still eats regularly."

"I see." Zhong Mingzhu nodded, but still didn't have any intention of sharing with her.

She took a sip of the soup slowly, and took out a jug of wine from the storage ring, which she had brought from Baili Ningqing before, put it beside her, pulled the plug, and saw that Ruoye was very fast-eyed again. Looking at the pot of wine, he said casually, "How can a fire be made in water?"

"There is a boiling spring at the bottom of the water, besides—" Ruoye covered his mouth again, with an annoyed look in his eyes.

Zhong Mingzhu narrowed his eyes triumphantly, but did not press further.

Pushing too hard will scare the fish away.

"I'm in a good mood today, and I'm giving you all of these." She stood up, pointed to the pot, then pointed to the pot of wine, then turned and left, leaving a light sentence, "Tomorrow I will return to you." Will be fishing here."

In exchange for Ruoye's brisk response: "I'll wait for you!"

——This woman is so easy to deceive, and she is still alive and well, which shows that the young master is not less worried.

Such a thought flashed in Zhong Mingzhu's mind, and soon turned into a complaint about Changli's delay in coming.

In the next few days, she went to sit by the river for a while every day.

Yun Yi has already gone to Heishui Ridge, and brought a large number of masters, many of whom have transformed into gods. Of course, she was still ordered to stay in Yanyi in case of emergencies.

When she has nothing to do, she uses teasing the merman who has no capital as a way to pass the time. It is probably because the food and wine are too tempting. Every time she goes, Ruoye is already waiting there. Let her have the illusion that she has some kind of pet.

This idea is not entirely an illusion. Ruoye is a very understanding person. After a few days, he seems to regard Zhong Mingzhu as a friend again. Although he never mentions his background, he will share some past experiences very enthusiastically.

But Zhong Mingzhu was keenly aware that she was a little different from the last time they met.

Ruoye didn't mention Ye Chenzhou so frequently anymore, the word "Ayun" didn't seem to exist.

Is this a breakup?

Last time, she almost killed her master because of the young master of the Ye family, but now, there is no word related to that person.But Zhong Mingzhu thought that Ye Chenzhou arrived in Yankee a few days ago, and Ruoye probably came with him when he appeared here, so he felt that the two of them didn't seem to be parting ways.

Now she is not in a hurry to find Chang Li, so she has the leisure to inquire about other people's private affairs.

"Hey, you've been lying to me all day, why don't you spend more time with Young Master Ye?" She asked.

As soon as this remark came out, the look in Ruoye's eyes darkened immediately, she fiddled with the pebbles in her hand, and remained silent.

Those sea-colored eyes quietly stared at the lake, with unspoken sadness, without embellishment, or sketching, her existence was a poem, a painting.

Even as mean as Zhong Mingzhu, she was infected by her emotions for a moment, unable to give birth to the slightest schadenfreude.

She wanted to use this as an opportunity to ask Ruoye some more words, but now she lost interest, left a jug of wine for Ruoye and left.

It wasn't until I was far away that I touched my nose and muttered: "...It's rare that I'm in the mood today."

One or two looked like this, she suddenly thought of Mo Chenxiang, and wondered if she should introduce Ruoye to Mo Chenxiang, but before she had time to think about it, a cold light suddenly went straight to her heart.

When he sensed the murderous aura, the sharp edge was already very close, and it was about to pierce her chest in the next moment.

Unexpectedly, she didn't even have time to summon Zhu Mingtie to resist, and she didn't even have time to be surprised.

Between the fire and light stones, a light green light enveloped her, and at the same time blocked the cold light.

It was a gorgeous sword, and Zhong Mingzhu didn't care to think about what was protecting her. He rolled out 64 Zhu Ming posts, covering his whole body airtight, and held three Nascent Soul Talismans in his hands.

Soon, an angry voice sounded from the void: "This is impossible!"

The voice was vaguely familiar, and Zhong Mingzhu's eyes flashed coldness, and he quickly slapped the three talismans towards the voice.

The talisman exploded, revealing the figure of the person who was hiding. It was a handsome young man, if not for the vicious look on his brows, he would definitely be called imposing.

Zhong Mingzhu quickly recognized him, raised his eyebrows, and smiled contemptuously, "Isn't this Senior Brother Nan? After a long separation, he still looks good, and he still likes to hurt people secretly."

Finally, after 100 more years of practice, Nan Sichu was not as easily irritated as before. Instead, he sneered and said, "Junior Sister Zhong is fine, I wonder if you will still have the same luck as you did back then."

After he finished speaking, he drove the spirit sword again and stabbed at Zhong Mingzhu's vital point. He was already at the end of the foundation establishment. If he met other monks whose cultivation level was lower than his, he would be able to take off the opponent's head in less than a quarter of an hour. What a pity. It was Zhong Mingzhu who arrived.

Even the Jindan cultivator couldn't break through the circle formed by Zhu Mingtie, let alone him, who soon fell into the situation that Mo Qiyu was in.

"Trash, it's better to kill yourself now than to waste your spiritual power alive." Zhong Mingzhu said sarcastically, and secretly released a wisp of spiritual energy to explore the way, so as to escape.

Now with Nan Sichu's cultivation base, it is impossible for her to suddenly kill the killer without her noticing, there must be someone with deep cultivation base to hide his aura for him, and that person is probably nearby.

Just as she was looking for an opportunity to escape, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the rainstorm came one after another. Every drop shone with cold light, as if a thousand arrows were about to be fired at once.Zhong Mingzhu thought it was done by accompanying Nan Sichuna, and was about to capture him as a target, but saw the look of fear on his face, obviously the rain of arrows was not what he expected.

"This..." She didn't have time to think about it, she just felt a blur in front of her eyes, and when her vision regained clarity, she found that she was back by the lake again.

Ruoye still sat quietly, the sadness in his eyes was gone, replaced by the chill of the deep sea.

Compared with her at this moment, the anger that Zhong Mingzhu had seen before seemed to be just a child's play.

With a light lift of her finger, a stream of water rose from the lake and disappeared into the clouds. Almost at the same time, the sound of lightning and thunder came from a distance.

— That’s how the rain came from.

Zhong Mingzhu was speechless secretly, thinking of the incident when she was involved in the stream not long ago, thinking that the other party was indeed merciful enough at that time, after a while, she saw Ruoye let out a sigh of relief, thinking that it was over, Just as he was about to find out who those people were, he saw that Ruoye's face changed, and he raised his hand and thrust the branch of coral in front of him.

Several barriers were erected in an instant, and then something hit the barriers. Although they didn't break through, they shook their footing violently.

I don't know how long it took before his feet became stable again. Zhong Mingzhu looked around and found that except for the place protected by Ruoye, the rest were completely changed.

"They're gone." Putting away the coral, Ruoye's frowning didn't seem to ease in the slightest, and said softly, "I didn't expect there to be other helpers."

"Other helpers?" Zhong Mingzhu asked suspiciously, "I only know that Nan Sichu, is he related to Yunzhong City?"

"His surname is Nan?" Ruoye seemed to be hearing Nan Sichu's name for the first time, "I thought he was Nanming's apprentice."

"Who is Nanming?"

"He is the guest minister of Yunzhong City, and a quarter of Zhenbao Pavilion is his."

"...It sounds pretty powerful." Zhong Mingzhu muttered.

"His three-legged cat kung fu, I originally wanted to kill him." Ruoye's tone was a little irritated, "He can't stop my rain, there must be someone else helping him."

"And that person's realm is above yours, so you didn't notice him?"

Ruoye nodded in frustration and said, "Yes."

Soon, with an anxious look on her face, she murmured: "Oh no, they must be going to deal with Ah Yun."

Zhong Mingzhu quickly grabbed her to prevent her from disappearing in the blink of an eye, and said anxiously: "Wait, maybe I can help you."

"Your cultivation base is so low, how can you help?" After hearing this, Ruoye did not leave, but the eyes that looked at Zhong Mingzhu were full of disbelief.

It is a fact that her cultivation base is low, Zhong Mingzhu knows it well, but she is still very annoyed by being pointed out so bluntly, she gritted her teeth, resisted the urge to punch Ruoye, and roughly pulled her to bend down, clinging to the She whispered a few words in her ear.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a surge of spiritual power. In front of her eyes was Ruoye's angry face. However, she did not show the slightest nervousness, but instead evoked a meaningful smile.

Without any resistance, she just stood with her hands behind her hands with an expression of ease, and the light green aura reappeared, isolating everything that tried to hurt her.

"I want to deal with Nan Sichu. I'm smarter than you, and I can protect myself." She laughed, "Shark, don't you think about cooperating?"

Ruoye pursed her lips, frowned and said, "You are too cunning, I don't trust you."

Zhong Mingzhu smiled unabated, and replied, "At least I can't hurt your Ayun."

This is a game. She wants to win, but it doesn't matter if she loses. The big deal is to get it back from Nan Sichuna after recording it on the account. But for Ruoye, it is a choice worth weighing.

There are not many people who dare to threaten Ye Chenzhou, and there are not many people who can get cheap from him, and Zhong Mingzhu is just one of them.

She made up her mind quickly.

Even if Zhong Mingzhu didn't help in the end, it doesn't matter, after all - it is a well-known secret that most of the forces in Yunzhong City are coveting the position of the city lord and fighting for it for many years.

"What protects you?" Finally, Joye asked this question.

"It's the amulet given to Master by Grand Master, and Master gave it to me again." Still lying is easy to find, without changing his face.

"Okay, let's go back first." Ruoye grabbed Zhong Mingzhu, and the two disappeared in an instant.

Three hundred miles to the north of Yanfu, the dense forest near Hexu Mountain has been sleeping for many years, but now there is noise that does not belong to the ancient forest.

There was a soft rustle, and a group of snow-white shadows stopped on the twigs in the canopy. It was a lightning marten. It only stopped for a while, and then disappeared after looking around, without leaving even an afterimage. Down.

A moment later, another snow-white figure passed by there, his toes lightly tapped on the branch that was only as thick as a finger, and he stood firmly on it. Then chase away.

That was Changli, she should have arrived in Yanke seven or eight days ago, but on the way she was stolen by a lightning mink, and she had to turn around to chase the lightning mink.

She had already learned from Uncle Mu that Zhong Mingzhu was trying to get away with it. Since the disciple was not in danger, finding the Jade Document became the top priority—Yun Yi told him to keep an eye on the Jade Document before going down the mountain. hand, the consequences are disastrous.

Although the lightning mink is small in size, it is not an ordinary thing, but a monster. Its cultivation is even far superior to that of Changli, and its speed is unimaginably fast. It was distanced.

If it was just an ordinary forest, she could just raze it to the ground and force the lightning marten to show up, but this forest has existed for thousands of years, and although those ancient trees have no opportunity to transform, they are no longer easily destroyed Existence, she can only mediate in the forest with the Lightning Sable.

Suddenly, a strong evil spirit came from ahead, not belonging to the Lightning Mink, but belonging to other monsters.

In the next moment, she saw a bloody light break through the sky, and the evil spirit was so violent that it almost swallowed the sky.

Without thinking too much, and without stopping for a moment, the dark eyes were still as still as still water, and with a sword groan, while passing through the dense tree shadows, Fenjiao was in his hand, and the black long sword pointed directly at the mass of blood , Yan Shuang's sword energy was ready to be released, but it stopped at the tip of the sword after she saw the scene in front of her clearly, and did not release it.

Ahead is an open valley, the ground is stained with blood, the huge monster has died, and beside the monster, stands a tall woman.

Chang Li didn't know her, but he recognized the blue-gray clothes on her body and the jade certificate at her waist.

The flow pattern on the jade document shows that she is the No.16 disciple just like Fenghailou.

Walking towards the woman step by step, Chang Li didn't draw back his sword, but condensed more and more piercing sword energy.

Although she doesn't know much about the disciples, she is not ignorant. She once visited other peaks under Zhong Mingzhu's suggestion, and knows that the highest cultivation level among the next generation of disciples is only the late Jindan stage. If someone breaks through, it may only be the initial cultivation base of Yuanying.That woman is in the late stage of Yuanying, far surpassing her, almost comparable to Yun Yi, and exuding a vicious aura that does not belong to the Tianyi sect.

The other party should have noticed her arrival long ago, but there was no reaction, and with an indifferent expression, he slowly drew the sword from the monster.

It was a blood-red long sword, and even the hilt was shining with a coquettish blood color. You could feel the strong smell of blood just by looking at it. Then, the body of the monster collapsed little by little as if it had melted, and finally It turned into a wisp of blood mist and sank into the sword, leaving only a dilapidated skeleton.

The flowing light on the sword flickered, as if fresh blood was flowing slowly, never ending. As Chang Li approached, the blood light on the sword became thicker, and finally trembled slightly.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a roar exploding in the ear.

The woman slowly raised the sword, her raised eyes were as bloody as the sword, and she said in a deep voice:

"Is that your sword?"