[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

I looked at his smile and was very impatient.

Stones and logs were burning and falling, and there was a thrilling sound, and tongues of flame rolled up, scorching hot.

I stopped talking, grabbed him and walked down.

After only two steps, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him and disappeared in a hurry.

I stumbled.

What Zhang Wuji and I said just now...was someone overheard?

who is it?

"Zhiruo, use some strength." But at this moment, Zhang Wuji leaned on me and hugged my waist.

I withdrew my gaze, turned my head to look at him, and said calmly, "Zhang Wuji, do you want to die?"

Zhang Wuji coughed twice, and actually laughed happily: "Zhiruo dies under the palm of his hand, even being a ghost is romantic."

"...shut up." I really don't want to talk to him anymore.

If it wasn't for Beibei's hands still needing Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, I really want him to be burned to death in this sea of ​​flames.

Supporting Zhang Wuji, he walked out of the pagoda, and saw Fan Yao and Mo Shenggu guarding the door. As soon as they saw Zhang Wuji, they immediately went up to meet him.

The two almost started to fight, in order to fight for Zhang Wuji.

I was too lazy to take care of this mess, so I pulled Zhang Wuji's arm and left.

Someone will always help him.

Zhang Wuji hugged my waist, pinched my waist, and then stood up straight, no one gave him help.

He co-authored to take advantage of me on purpose!

I watched him act coldly and wrote down the account.

Holding the Yitian sword, he squeezed around the Emei faction and started killing.

In front of his eyes was the stern face of extinction.

The obsession in my heart not to kill people gradually faded away.

Although I did not kill Extermination, I was at least an accomplice.

Killing one is killing, and killing a group is also killing. At this time, in my eyes, there is no difference.

After the boundaries between good and evil blurred, I became more aggressive.

I vaguely heard someone say in a low voice: "As expected of Juejue's direct disciple, he has a ruthless style, and he won't lose a single bit."

A tough fight.

The members of the six factions have just recovered and have not yet reached their peak. More than half of them were killed or injured in this battle.

And Zhao Min's people also lost hundreds.

The battle didn't stop until it was almost dawn.

"I'll wait and die with the imperial court!" Someone shouted.

Immediately afterwards, a silver light pierced the sky.

I jumped up, raised the Yitian sword, and cut off the silver light.He took half of the broken arrow and threw it back with his backhand.

"Brother!" With a tender cry, Zhao Min ran towards Wang Baobao.

The half of the broken arrow shot at Wang Baobao, he couldn't dodge it and was stabbed in the shoulder.

He wore well-made metal armor, and the broken arrow didn't hurt him.

But Zhao Min still became nervous, turned her head and scolded me: "Zhou Zhiruo, you are so cruel!"

"Bah! Master Zhou rescued my Kongtong disciple. He is kind, righteous, and skilled. You are clearly invincible. Why are you cruel and not cruel?" Kongtong sent an elder to speak for me.

Zhao Min sneered, glanced at me and said, "You know, this Sect Master Zhou and my brother..."

"Minmin!" Wang Baobao interrupted her, and then he spoke a series of words to Zhao Min in Mongolian.

Then, Zhao Min glanced at me unwillingly, abruptly stopped talking, and stopped mentioning that: "You guys are lucky today, withdraw!"

The two sides fought in the middle of the night, and no one got a bargain. They were all exhausted, and any further fighting would only increase the casualties.

Zhao Min's men withdrew first, and soon they were all gone.

People from the six major sects and the Mingjiao counted the casualties, and they all suffered injuries.

I glanced at Zhang Wuji, he was miraculously still standing.

I picked up Bei Jinyi and said to the disciples of the Emei Sect: "Let's go!"

"I want to find Master!" Ding Minjun ran into the ruins covered in blood to pick up the extinct corpses.

I paused in my heart, without stopping, I only said to the others: "Sit down where you are, and take a rest."

Everyone sat down cross-legged, meditating and adjusting their breath.

"The imperial court treats us like this, and they will never die!" An angry voice sounded, it was Zhou Dian.

He was seriously injured, blood was all over his body, even his face was stained, and he said angrily at this time.

"The Ruyang Palace is so humiliating and harming my disciples. If you don't take this revenge, you will not be a human being!" The head of the Kongtong sect thrust his long sword into the ground and said angrily.

"Amitabha. I, Shaolin, have always been indifferent to the world, but I don't want disputes and never forgive others. In troubled times, and the court has no way, we should do something for the common people." The abbot of Shaolin Temple clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and sighed.

Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang faction said in a deep voice: "It's a great shame, how can we not report it!"

The six major factions expressed their positions one after another.

Only the Emei School is left.

Then someone looked at me.

"Master's death in Wan'an Temple was all caused by Ruyang Prince's Mansion, this revenge must be avenged!" I shouted loudly.

After the six major factions finished their statements, the scene became chaotic.

"The dragons have no leader, and we are powerless. We should elect a martial arts leader!" Someone shouted.

I lowered my eyes and sneered, realizing what this scene was about.

I remembered what Zhang Wuji said to me: "She is dead, so she won't have to suffer humiliation later."

I didn't understand at the time, and I hated him for killing someone and making sarcastic remarks.

But now I understand.

The six major sects were saved by Mingjiao.Dissatisfaction with the imperial court has evolved from a denunciation at the beginning to an irreconcilable situation.If it is said that there is no one from Zhang Wuji who contributed to the flames, I don't believe it.

Then, besides him, who else can take on the role of the leader of the martial arts alliance and convince the crowd?

Sure enough, someone said: "The dragon-slaying sword commands the world. Now the dragon-slaying sword is in Xie Xun's hands, and leader Zhang is the adopted son of King Xie Lion, so it is suitable for leader Zhang to take up this position!"

"I'm young and reckless, I can't afford it." Zhang Wuji repeatedly evaded.

But in the end it was elected by everyone.

He is the leader of the martial arts alliance and the leader of the Mingjiao. If he leads the six major factions to fight against the imperial court, it will be equivalent to adding assistance to the Mingjiao.

If the extinction is still there, how can it be embarrassing?

Juejue hated Mingjiao the most, if she was to obey Zhang Wuji's orders and work so hard to make a wedding dress for Mingjiao, it would be better to kill her.

If you don't agree with Zhang Wuji's order, you will be a running dog of the imperial court and a traitor of the six major factions.

Whether she agrees or not, it is a humiliation to her.

"I found it, I found it." Ding Minjun's voice that seemed to be crying and laughing came from not far away, and she walked over with vain footsteps holding a group of gray and black charred corpses that were no longer human.

The scene was silent.

"Let's go." I only took a glance, then picked up Beibei, and left Wan'an Temple with the Emei Sect.

Going far away, I can still hear passionate voices behind me.

"Then invite Lion King Xie back. With the Dragon Slaying Saber in hand, Master Zhang can command the world."

Then there was Zhang Wuji's indifferent voice: "We will make a decision after the adoptive father returns to the Central Plains."

He has been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

Admittedly, I hate his scheming and neuroticism, but watching him play this group of people around is still a bit of admiration.

Soon, the six major sects and Mingjiao also dispersed.

Soon after we arrived at the inn, they followed.

For a while, the inn was so crowded that it couldn't hold it at all.

In the end, Mingjiao and Wudang rested, and the others found another shelter.

"Zhiruo, come here." When I went downstairs to ask for water, I saw Zhang Wuji walk in the door and waved to me.

I gave the room number to the clerk, and asked him to bring the hot water, and then I walked towards Zhang Wuji: "What is Master Zhang calling me for?"

He immediately understood and quickly changed his words: "I was reckless, I should call you Master Zhou."

"No problem." I forgave him generously, and then nodded to Wudang Five Heroes behind him.

Now that I am the head of a faction, naturally I don't need to be too polite to other people, otherwise I will lose face of the Emei faction.

The Wudang Five Heroes bowed their hands to me and said politely, "Master Zhou."

"Follow me upstairs, I have something to tell you." Zhang Wuji said to me.

I looked at his chest, there is almost no good place, all dark marks.

I looked at the Wudang Five Heroes again, they probably thought it was someone else's blood.

"Okay." I walked up to him and went upstairs together.

As soon as he stepped on the steps, he almost fell on top of me.

I secretly supported him, and with great difficulty, I went into the room without revealing anything.

"How are you?" I frowned and asked him, closing the door behind me.

He immediately slumped down: "Not very good."

His face was covered with ashes, covering up the signs of exhaustion, so no one could see it.

Also blame him for being so good at acting.

"Yes." I teased him.Lifting one of his arms, she carried him to the bed.

He just laughed and didn't cry out.

I pushed him onto the bed and took off his clothes.

It was torn open in twos and threes, and a chest that was almost stained red with blood was seen.

I didn't feel sorry for him, but I was shocked by such a tragic scene, and I took a breath.

How did he survive?

I'm beginning to think he has a protagonist aura.

"Zhiruo, I'm running out of strength, you help me apply the medicine." Zhang Wuji said to me weakly with half-opened eyes.

I didn't like to listen to him talk, so I reached out and pointed at his dumb point.

After a pause, he touched the acupoints all over his body again, and suddenly felt that the roots of his ears were clean.

I went downstairs again and asked the man for water.

"Miss Zhou, I heard that you and Wuji are very close, so please take care of Wuji." I just went downstairs and saw Song Yuanqiao approaching, "After returning to Wudang, I will immediately tell Master to propose marriage for you and Wuji. "

I frowned: "What did Daxia Song say? The six major sects and Mingjiao support each other, and I have only ordinary contacts with Zhang Jiaozhu, and there is no personal relationship."

Song Yuanqiao looked back at Yang Xiao, then pondered for a moment, and said to me: "I heard from Yang Zuoshi that Wuji likes you very much. I heard that you had nightmares and couldn't sleep, so I stayed with you all night."

When he said this, his tone was very tactful.

It is nothing more than saying that Zhang Wuji and I are alone, a man and a widow, sharing the same room.

"I thought, it's better to propose marriage for you and get married as soon as possible." Finally, he added.

I looked at Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao raised his glass to me, as if to say, "You're welcome."

Zhou Dian also winked at me, his eyes full of joy, he has been waiting for Mingjiao to hold a wedding for a long time.

I frowned slightly, and left a sentence: "The matter of being in the same room is something else. I will explain it to Song Daxia later."

After speaking, he brought hot water and went upstairs.

Zhang Wuji had already passed out.

He didn't wake up when I wiped his wound.

I was a little dazzled looking at the dried purple-black blood on his chest and the bright red that was newly gushing out.

It was so easy to wipe him clean and give him medicine.

There are two wounds on his heart, one is on the heart, and it has healed, leaving a scar, which was stabbed by me on the top of the light.

The other wound was still fresh, left not long ago, juxtaposed strangely with the other wound, closely next to each other.

I touch lightly on the scar on the heart.

After touching it, he woke up.

When I opened my eyes and saw that it was me, my pupils moved, and a smile gradually broke out.

"Where is the Black Jade Ointment?" I untied his acupoints, "How do I use it?"

He opened his mouth and coughed: "Zhiruo, I want to drink water."

I raised my eyebrows, got up and poured a glass of water, and fed it to his mouth.

"You feed me." He shook his head, refusing to drink it down, with a smile on his face, "Feed me like I fed you in front of Zhao Min before."

I sneered, grabbed his chin with one hand, and forcibly poured water into it.

He was seriously injured, he had no strength at all, and he couldn't get out of the struggle.

After being forced to drink a glass of water, the smile on his face disappeared.

Pursing his lips, he looked at me without blinking, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Where's Black Jade Ointment?" I ignored him, "Tell me, how to use it?"