[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

Zhang Wuji pursed his lips and looked at me, the feigned grievance disappeared, and now his eyes were dark with a gloomy luster: "Zhiruo, begging for help is not the attitude."

again.

I smiled: "The leader of Zhang Zhang may as well teach me how to ask for help?"

He stared into my eyes, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled up: "Zhiruo, I'm very happy that you didn't expose me in front of the six major factions."

I suppressed my smile and looked at him expressionlessly: "What are you exposing?"

He smiled and said, "Expose me and kill me."

I said coldly: "What? Master Zhang wants me to expose you in front of the six major sects?"

"I don't want to." He smiled and shook his head, "So, Zhiruo saved me face, I'm very happy."

As he spoke, he coughed lightly.

He was already seriously injured, but after a night of fighting, he bled a lot, and the wound was even more bloody.

I don't know how he survived.

I don't even understand how he still has the strength to chatter with me here.

"Then you take your time to be happy." I was too lazy to entangle with him about these things.

He saved the six major sects, but I said he killed and extinct, no one believed me.

Maybe it will be said that I am overly sad and hallucinating.

As for what Zhang Wuji thinks... Anyway, no matter what I say, he will deliberately misinterpret it as saying that I love him, I hate him, and I think about him.

There's no point in arguing about these.

"Where's Black Jade Ointment?" I frowned and reached out to him.

Zhang Wuji said: "Zhiruo, if you ask me, I will give it to you."

After hearing this, I couldn't help chuckling.

Slowly leaning down, grabbing a section of hair, and brushing his face lightly: "How can Master Zhang want me to beg you, huh?"

I not only teased him with the ends of my hair, but also reached into the quilt with one hand and teased his sensitive places.

He snorted suddenly, his whole body stiffened.

I didn't stop, I still teased him again and again, licking his ear with my lips and tongue: "Is this enough?"

As soon as the words fell, I felt a tightness on my knees, and his hands grabbed my skirt and clenched it into a ball.

He held back his breath and turned his head to the side: "Yes, it's in the drawer, you go and look."

Can't stand it?

"Don't let me beg you?" I didn't let go of him, I smiled wickedly, and pinched his chest lightly.

He panted quickly, his ears turned red, and he turned his head to stare at me: "Zhiruo!"

This glance was useless, but it was so watery that people wanted to bully him.

"You're smart." I got up, walked to the table, and looked through the drawers.

Sure enough, I found a small box. I held it in my hand and walked back: "Is it this?"

He nodded lightly.

"How?" I asked again.

He opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

His eyes slowly lost their brilliance, his eyelids closed slowly, revealing a deep sense of fatigue, and he seemed about to fall asleep.

After all, he was so badly injured.

"Snapped!"

I raised my hand and slapped it.

His eyelids moved, but they didn't open.

"Clap!"

I gave two more slaps.

He struggled to open his eyes, but his eyes were dazed, as if he was looking at me, but he didn't seem to be looking at me.

I frowned.

"Clap clap clap!"

After several slaps, he finally opened his eyes, and his eyes became brighter.

He was in a daze for a while, probably feeling pain in his face, and slowly came back to it, with a slight anger on his face.

"Are you awake?" I looked at him with a smile, and held up the black jade ointment, "How do you use this? Tell me quickly."

"Zhiruo!" He was a little angry, "You can't do this to me!"

Seeing that he was really annoyed, I gave a "puchi" smile, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the corner of his mouth: "Brother Wuji, tell me, how do you use it? Tell me, and I will give you a kiss, and I will kiss you to sleep forever." .”

Saying that, I winked at him.

"Really?" He hesitated.

I nodded sincerely: "It's a puppy who lied to you."

"Okay." His eyes brightened slightly, he pulled himself together and told me bit by bit.

"Zhiruo, kiss me." After finishing speaking, he slightly pursed his lips, looked at me expectantly with some joy.

I smiled at him, raised my hand, and touched his sleeping point.

He fell asleep immediately, without a sound.

Holding the black jade ointment in my hand, I got up and went back to my own room.

Beibei was lying on my bed, sleeping quietly, motionless.What was the position when I carried her in, and what is still the position now.

I looked at her so peacefully, and felt uneasy.

Pursing my lips, I walked quickly to the bed, sat down by the bed, and took her left hand.

Zhao Min crushed the little finger of her left hand.

But when I lifted up Beibei's sleeves and saw her hands, I couldn't help trembling, I almost couldn't catch them!

"Zhao Min!" I took a deep breath, only to feel the heart-piercing pain.

I regret it so much, why did I only crush Zhao Min's three fingers?I should cut her into pieces!

"Master?" At this moment, there was a knock on the door, it was Jingxuan.

I let her in, then held Beibei's hand and asked her: "Senior Sister Bei's hand, how did it become like this?"

Jingxuan glanced at it, then stopped, she was silent for a while, and said: "The environment in the prison is not good, Bei Jinyi's fingers have been bad, and it gradually spread to other places. We, we have no choice but to..."

"So you cut off her hand?" I looked down at Beibei's bare left hand.

The entire palm was gone, only the roughly cut wrist, wrapped in a handkerchief covered with dried blood.

"Yes..." Jingxuan lowered his head.

I held Beibei's hand, and looking at her peaceful face in a deep sleep or coma, my heart felt like a knife was gouged out.

This hand has held the rice bowl countless times, and it was handed to me when I regained my senses after practicing kung fu.

Help me sew socks, mend clothes, and embroider handkerchiefs for many nights.

But it's gone now.

"The head?" Jingxuan called me in a low voice, "Although I lost a hand, Junior Sister Bei's life was saved, which is considered a blessing in misfortune." After a pause, she continued: "What's more, Junior Sister Bei lost It's her left hand, which doesn't prevent her from using a sword."

I held Beibei's hand, raised my head and said, "Just because she lost a hand, no one wants to take her out of the prison?"

I still remember that when I came out of the cell, no one remembered Beibei, as if they had all abandoned her.

There was a moment of astonishment on Jingxuan's face, and then it turned into embarrassment.She pursed her lips and said, "Junior Sister Bei has not been doing very well these days. Everyone thought that she... was in such a critical situation in Wan'an Temple that they couldn't take care of her."

They all cared about escaping for their own lives.

She is an honest person, she can say what she has.

"Yeah." I didn't feel sorry for her, "Senior sister, go out first, I want to be quiet."

Jingxuan didn't say anything, just said "yes" and went out.

"Wait!" I stopped her again, "How long has Senior Sister Bei been in a coma?"

Jingxuan stopped and replied, "One day and one night."

"okay, I get it."

When Jingxuan walked to the door, she stopped again and said to me: "If Junior Sister Pei only hurts one hand, we...wouldn't abandon her. But she also suffered internal injuries, and these days when she is in a coma, she is more When I am awake, I see it is..."

She glanced at the bed and pursed her lips again.

"Internal injuries? How did she suffer from internal injuries?" I turned to look at her.

"When you escaped that day, Zhao Min's people were chasing after you. Someone bent a bow and set an arrow to kill you, but it was Junior Sister Bei who rushed to stop you. Lu Zhangke gave her a slap immediately."

I suddenly felt a stalk in my heart.

Almost out of breath.

"You and Junior Sister Bei are on good terms. You offended Zhao Min for her, and she would die for you. Originally, Junior Sister Bei didn't let us talk about it, but she is like this now..." Jingxuan paused, "If She's gone, you have to remember her."

"I see, thank you, Senior Sister." I calmly stood up, and said to Jingxuan, "Trouble Senior Sister, please take care of Senior Sister Bei, I'll go out for a while."

Jingxuan was slightly startled: "Master, where are you going?"

"Do something." I nodded to her, held the Yitian sword, and walked out the door.

I knocked on Fan Yao's door: "Fan Youshi, ask something."

Fan Yao was also seriously injured in the battle last night.At this time, he opened the door with his coat on, and there was a deep bruise under his eyes: "Master Zhou, please tell me."

"Zhao Min is in a nearby courtyard, do you know?" I asked Fan Yao.

Fan Yao was stunned: "Why does Master Zhou ask this?"

"Why? Fan Youshi is still thinking about the old master and won't tell me?" I raised my eyebrows and looked at him.

Fan Yao's expression was not very good: "Fan Yao never thought so. It's just that she is the princess of the Ruyang Palace, and if we want to fight, we can fight in an open and honest way. It's not good to fight so privately."

"Fair and fair? When Fan Youshi was working as an undercover agent, did he also tell her above and above?" I looked at him with unconcealed malice.

Fan Yao's face flushed suddenly: "What does Master Zhou mean by that?"

"I just want to tell you that since you are determined to return to the Ming Cult, you must distinguish between the serious and the serious." I hooked my lips, "It's not wise to waver from side to side."

"Fan Yao has never wavered." He said solemnly, "Fan Yao only has Mingjiao in his heart."

I smiled, raised my hand, and shook it in front of him: "Seriously, Fan Youshi, if I slap you on the face and leave a slap mark, Zhang Wuji will never guess it's me."

Fan Yao's face changed slightly: "The leader never suspects the head of Zhou."

"No, no, that's not what I meant." I shook my head and smiled at him, "I mean, he never loved me enough to recognize my finger prints."

Fan Yao was holding the door with his fingers, his knuckles turned white, he pursed his lips, looked at me and said, "What does Master Zhou want to say?"

"Smart people don't speak dark words." I smiled at him, "Zhang Wuji held hands with me for a long time, but he couldn't recognize my hand. But Fan Youshi recognized it at a glance. The one who hit Zhang Wuji on the face that day was not Zhao Min. hand... Do I need to say more?"

That day, I slapped Zhang Wuji twice, Zhang Wuji covered it up for me, saying it was Zhao Min who slapped me.

Only Fan Yao said seriously that it was not Zhao Min's hand shape.

Everyone thinks he is upright, but I suspect that he has something to do with Zhao Min.

There is no reason.

Maybe it's because he always talks about me and Zhang Wuji very ambiguously, which makes me disgusted.

So I guessed him with the utmost malice.

When Fan Yao came back, it was the time when Zhao Min was obsessed with Zhang Wuji.

He not only surrendered, but also thoroughly understood the topography of Wan'an Temple, and found an antidote for Zhang Wuji.

It's a lot like unrequited revenge.

Fan Yao's expression changed several times.

"Tell me where Zhao Min lives." I asked again.

Fan Yao's face was pale, he pursed his lips, and told me an address: "At..."

After I got the address, I nodded at him: "Don't worry, Fan Youshi, I won't tell anyone about this matter."

Fan Yao pursed his lips and closed the door in front of me without saying a word.

I didn't mind either, I stroked the hilt of the Yitian Sword and went to the address he told me.

Along the way, I held the hilt of the Yitian sword tightly.

My lungs hurt.

It's like a hard worm is burrowing around in my heart.

I've never been one to take good care of myself.With food, drink and shelter, I am content.

Beibei is a woman who knows how to live. She likes to grow flowers and plants, likes to catch butterflies and fish, likes to dress up, and always lives quietly and delicately in places where extinction cannot be seen.

She was nice to me, so she took care of me neatly.

During the five years in the Emei School, she has been taking care of me.

But now she is missing a hand.

I'm not afraid that she won't be able to take care of me, anyway, I'm not such a refined person.

But, will Beibei dislike herself?

Losing one hand not only makes life inconvenient, but also looks ugly.

What's more, she hasn't enjoyed love yet, will other men despise her?

There is a fire in my heart.

I need to calm down.

When I came to the gate of Zhao Min's other courtyard, I pulled out the Yitian sword, gathered up my inner strength, and slashed down!

"boom!"

The closed gate was split down the middle and shattered into sawdust.

"Who are you?" Several servants ran out of the door and surrounded me.

Holding the Yitian Sword, I said calmly, "Tell Zhao Min to come out and meet me."

After the voice fell, someone went in to report.

Not long after, Zhao Min came out.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Min's glamorous face lost a bit of brilliance, and he couldn't hide his tiredness, looking at me displeasedly.

Beside her, following Wang Baobao, he also looked at me.He had already shed his handsome silver metal armor and put on ordinary clothes, which made him look a little less ruthless.His big brown-black eyes were full of guard at this moment.

"You don't ask me, how did you find it here?" I chuckled lightly.

The displeasure on Zhao Min's face became even stronger, she mocked: "It's nothing more than some people can't keep their secrets and betrayed their master, what can I ask?"

It seemed that she guessed it, it was Fan Yao.

"Oh." I nodded, "He didn't mean to betray you. I scraped off his flesh inch by inch and poured salt water on him. He just said that for his own pleasure. I don't want to, you like this Ruthless, don't even ask a question."

Zhao Min's face changed slightly: "You really treated him like this?!"

"He is stubborn, he refuses to say, I can't help it." I shrugged and said indifferently.

Zhao Min was furious immediately: "Come here, go and cut off her head, the princess will reward you!"

As soon as the words fell, many warriors in black rushed out of the door and attacked me.

"Don't you like Zhang Wuji? Why, why are you so angry because of a subordinate who betrayed you?" I used Zhou Zhiruo's proper skills, hid the Juejue Chuan and my skills, pretended to resist, and taunted him. Zhao Min.

Zhao Min's glamorous face was full of coldness, and her pretty chin was raised: "Beating a dog depends on the owner. If you beat my dog, you should die with your life."

This is calling me like a dog.

I laughed lightly, turned over to avoid a flash of the knife, and said, "I'm afraid not? You are so nervous about him and killed me because of his death. Are you a little emotional for him?"

Without waiting for her to refute, I said again: "I killed your sweetheart, and you should kill my sweetheart too. This is called an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye. Why, Princess Zhao was so angry that she forgot even this? "

"You want me to kill Zhang Wuji?" Zhao Min sullenly looked at me with eyes full of disgust: "Zhou Zhiruo, you are so vicious!"

In her eyes, I know that Zhang Wuji loves me, but I want her to kill him, I really don't know what's good and what's wrong, disgusting and vicious.

"No." I smiled at her, and glanced at Wang Baobao, who stood coldly and silently, "I asked you to kill Wang Baobao. He is my sweetheart."

As soon as the voice fell, I accurately captured the movement of Wang Baobao's face, and then it returned to insipidity.

But since he was touched, it can be seen that this cold appearance at this time was deliberately disguised.

"You!" Zhao Min suddenly changed his face, with a bit of exasperation: "Zhou Zhiruo, do you have a conscience? In Wan'an Temple, if it wasn't for my brother, you would have been shot like a hedgehog!"

I held the Yitian sword, turned around and drew a strong wind, forcing everyone to retreat.Then he put away his sword, exited the battle circle, looked at Wang Baobao and said with a smile, "Really? I don't know when I became blind, unable to see the arrows shot by the general, and want to be touched by the general's protection?"

Wang Baobao's lips moved, wanting to speak, but he didn't say it in the end, with a cold expression on his face.

"Every time an arrow is shot at you, it is my brother who helps to deflect it!" Zhao Min became anxious, with an angry face, pointing at me and said: "You woman, you don't know good and bad, I don't know my brother What do you like about you?"

I tilted my head and looked at Wang Baobao: "Yes, what does the general like about me? I am so ugly in the eyes of the general, and the general still wants to help me?"

"I..." Wang Baobao's expression moved slightly, and he leaned forward, as if about to say something.

But I stopped looking at her, put the Yitian sword into its sheath, and said to Zhao Min: "Princess, you and I will fight with bare hands, neither of us will use any means. If I win, give Wang Baobao and me a quarter of an hour. Be alone. If I lose, I'll take you to meet someone."

"Who are you taking me to see?" Zhao Min looked at me suspiciously.

I smiled at her: "It must be the person you want to see."

"How do I know you won't lie to me?" Zhao Min said coldly.

I clapped my hands and rolled up my sleeves: "Isn't the princess afraid?"

She pursed her lips and looked at me for a few moments, then suddenly sneered, waved the crowd to leave, and made a space for them: "If you lose, I want you to never see Zhang Wuji again."

"Let's talk after you win." After that, I assumed an attacking posture and attacked Zhao Min.

Zhao Min is conceited, and he was dissatisfied with being fed Ruanjinsan by grabbing the sword before.

She focused on going one-on-one with me.

She is so naive.

After fighting for a few rounds, I suddenly mobilized my internal strength and slashed at her dantian with my palm.

"puff--"

Zhao Min spat out a mouthful of blood, like a kite with a broken string, it flew upside down.

"Minmin!" Wang Baobao was shocked, and rushed over to catch Zhao Min, "Zhou Zhiruo, you are despicable!"

I withdrew my hand, pulled out the Yitian sword, confronted the black-clothed warriors who surrounded me again, and said casually: "Why am I despicable?"

"You and Minmin agreed, no one will use tricks!" Wang Baobao looked at me with hatred and disappointment.

While dealing with the warrior in black, I replied: "I am indeed useless. She is not good at learning and was injured by me. Is it also my fault?"

I didn't say I would let her go.

Wang Baobao was startled for a moment.

He looked at me with disappointed eyes, picked up Zhao Min, and walked in the door without looking back: "I have nothing to say to you."

I made a bet with Zhao Min, if I win, I will have a quarter of an hour alone with him and have a few words.

He said he had nothing to say to me.

Tsk, it seems that I have something to talk to him.

The reason why I told Zhao Min like that was to lure her to fight alone with me.

"Let her go!" Carrying Zhao Min into the door, Wang Baobao called back the warrior in black without looking back, and closed the door tightly.

I raised my eyebrows slightly, retracted my sword and turned around.

I didn't see Luzhangke this time, so wait until next time.

As for Zhao Min, her dantian was smashed by me, and she will never be able to practice martial arts again in this life.

Isn't she going to learn the martial arts of the six schools?

If you want it, you can't learn it.

But I'm still not happy.

The shattered dantian was not enough to resist what she did to Beibei.

But I can't kill her either.Zhao Min is a proud woman, beating her, scolding her, humiliating her is not enough to hurt her.

She thought that she cared about a great cause and would suffer a lot in the future.

It is only when she tastes failure completely that it breaks her.

For a moment, I thought in my heart, how about matching her and Zhang Wuji?

According to the plot, she loves Zhang Wuji deeply, and for Zhang Wuji she gave up her identity as princess and never saw her parents and brothers again.

She even had to watch Mingjiao deal with her home country.

This is the cruelest, right?

There was a fire burning in my heart, and when I returned to the inn, I still didn't calm down.

Fan Yao was waiting for me in the lobby.

Seeing me enter the door, I immediately stood up: "Master Zhou."

"Yeah." I nodded at him, "Is there something wrong with Fan Youshi?"

He hesitated and asked me, "How is she?"

"What do you think?" I asked him back.

Fan Yao's expression was a little lonely: "I heard that the hand of a famous disciple of your sect was broken in her hand. Did you also cut off her hand?"

"No." I shook my head, "I can't do such a cruel thing."

Fan Yao looked at me with a "you lied to ghost" eyes: "Then, how is she doing now?"

"It's a little hurt, it's okay." After I finished speaking, I smiled at him, "If Fan Youshi is really worried, why don't you go and have a look? Anyway, this is not the first time you have done it."

His face suddenly became very ugly.Without saying a word, he turned and went upstairs.

As soon as he left, Yang Xiao stepped out of the shadows, looked at Fan Yao's back thoughtfully, and then looked at me.

"Miss Zhou, what do you know?" Yang Xiao asked me.

He didn't regard me as the head of the faction.

He is so proud that no one will accept him.Still call me Miss Zhou, not Master Zhou.

"What do you know?" I glanced at him, ignored him, and was about to go upstairs.

Yang Xiao didn't stop me, but said behind me: "He won't betray the Ming Cult. I hope that Miss Zhou will stop mentioning this matter in front of the leader."

I stood still and turned around: "Oh?"

"Just think that Yang Xiao owes Miss Zhou a favor." Yang Xiao paused and said.

I didn't expect to get this, so I was a little surprised. I glanced at him and nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, he went upstairs.

"Master, are you back?" Jingxuan stood up when he saw me coming back.

I nodded to her: "I'm sorry to trouble you, senior sister. Senior sister is also tired, go back to your room and rest."

"Yes." After Jingxuan finished speaking, he stood still.

I looked over curiously, "Senior Sister, what else is there?"

"Zhiruo, Junior Sister Bei...maybe..." Jingxuan gritted his teeth, "It won't happen."

My face sank: "Nonsense! She just lost one hand, what's the big deal?"

Jingxuan looked at me with deep compassion: "She was out of breath just now."

My heartbeat seemed to stop.