[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

Beibei is fine, so I will go to the other senior sisters to express my condolences.

I first found Jingxuan, who lived in the same room as Ding Minjun.

"How is it?" I asked them, "Is the injury serious? Is there any medicine left?"

Ding Minjun glanced at me, and said coldly: "Master's bones are not yet cold, and Junior Sister Zhou has started to put on airs as the head of the sect?"

Jingxuan answered me seriously: "Everyone's injuries are fine, and the medicine is enough. The head doesn't have to worry."

"Hmph, what kind of sect master is she?" Ding Minjun sarcastically said to me again, "Master's bones fell into the fire, she ignored them and took everyone away. Why did Master give the position of sect master to such a cold-hearted person?" People with lungs?"

I raised my eyebrows and said to her: "Speaking of this matter, I clearly handed over Master's bones to Jingxuan. Why did you snatch them away? You took care of them badly and damaged Master's bones. I haven't found them yet." You blame!"

Ding Minjun was tongue-tied: "You, you—"

"The master calms down." Jingxuan persuaded in a low voice from the side.

Ding Minjun was furious immediately: "You know how to curry favor with her! Master said, she and the kid surnamed Zhang are not clear, the head will be handed over sooner or later!"

"The head of the sect is in normal contact with the leader of Mingjiao Zhang." Jingxuan said calmly.

Ding Minjun sneered: "Oh? If it's a normal relationship, why did Wudang Song Daxia say that he wanted to get her engaged to Zhang Wuji?"

Jingxuan didn't speak this time, but looked up at me.

"Song Daxia misunderstood." I waved a thousand catties, without mentioning this, just said: "Everyone take care of your wounds, return to Emei as soon as possible, and settle down Master's bones."

"I'm afraid it will be inconvenient." Jingxuan frowned slightly, "Why don't you cremate it and bring it back?"

I think she has a point.

It is really not appropriate to carry a corpse back after traveling thousands of miles.

"Alright. Go and inform the other senior sisters that we will cremate Master's body tomorrow morning." I instructed Jingxuan.

Jingxuan nodded: "Yes, the head."

Ding Minjun was furious, wishing he could goug me out.

"Take a good rest today." I glanced at her lightly and left.

Knocked on Song Yuanqiao's door.

"Master Zhou?" Song Yuanqiao was a little surprised when he saw it was me.

I nodded to him and said, "Let me explain what Song Daxia said before, about the matter with Master Zhang."

"Please come in." Song Yuanqiao made a gesture of invitation.

I walked in, only to find that it was a room shared by two people, and the other person in the room was Song Qingshu.

When he saw me, he was not as frightened as before, but he was a little unnatural, and said to Song Yuanqiao, "Since Father and Master Zhou have something to discuss in detail, I will go out."

"Go." Song Yuanqiao didn't pay attention and let him go out.

After he left, I said to Song Yuanqiao: "It is true that Master Zhang and I were in the same room, but it was to discuss the matter of breaking Wan'an Temple and rescuing the six major sects, and there was no personal relationship."

Song Yuanqiao nodded, and looked at me with a deep, wise, and undeceitful gaze: "But I heard from Yang Zuoshi that you and Wuji have been walking together, and your behavior is quite intimate?"

This tone, as if I was a brat who lied to his daughter and refused to marry.

"Nothing." I denied it.

This kind of thing cannot be admitted. Once admitted, it will be impossible to explain anything.

I added another sentence: "Before Master left, he handed over the Emei School to me, and hoped that I would carry forward the Emei School. I made an oath that I would never indulge my children's affair."

Of course, in front of this kind of veteran, the tone is still very soft.

I recalled the reaction that an ordinary 20-year-old girl should have after losing her master and taking on the position of head.

Indifference is absolutely inappropriate.

A little scared, a little sad, it is appropriate to hold on to the airs.

Sure enough, Song Yuanqiao sighed and let go: "Since this is the case, let's not worry about it, let's put it aside for now. I will talk about it after I ask Wuji. By the way, what's wrong with Wuji? I haven't seen it since I came back. To him?"

"He was hurt a little bit." I thought for a while, and said tactfully, "He was afraid that everyone would worry, so he refrained from saying anything."

"Is it serious?" Song Yuanqiao immediately became nervous.

I thought about it and shook my head: "It's not serious."

Not dead yet.

"That's good." Song Yuanqiao breathed a sigh of relief, and the way he looked at me changed again, "Wuji is willing to tell you, but he refuses to tell us. It seems that we are closer to you. If that's the case, please trouble Zhou Zhang Men Duoduo took care of it."

I clicked my tongue.

Unexpectedly, a person like Song Yuanqiao, who looks upright and upright, is also very slippery in playing tricks.

It's clearly his nephew, but he didn't take care of it himself, and he didn't ask people from Mingjiao to take care of it, so he pushed it on the head of a woman like me.

"I will." I nodded, Zhang Wuji still has to treat Beibei, and I have to coax him these days, "Master Zhang has kindness to our Emei Sect, and I will not ignore it whether it is emotional or reasonable."

Then I saw Song Yuanqiao's face was a bit strange: "Master Zhou is really kind and righteous."

I smiled at him, exchanged some pleasantries, then got up and went back.

At night, Zhang Wuji woke up.

After a day's sleep, I feel good.

At supper time he went downstairs.

"Master." Yang Xiao and the others stood up.

"Wuji." Song Yuanqiao also waved to him, very concerned, "Come and sit."

Zhang Wuji nodded to Yang Xiao and the others, and then sat down at Song Yuanqiao's table: "Master Uncle, Second Uncle..."

"Wuji, I heard you were injured? Are you better?" Song Yuanqiao asked with concern.

Zhang Wuji glanced at me and said with a smile: "Master Zhou told you? She just likes to make a big fuss. I'm fine, just a little injury."

A little injury?

Then let me help him down the stairs!

I pouted, let go of his hand, and sat at the table of the Emei School.

"Hmm!" Suddenly, there was a muffled cry from behind.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yuanqiao and the others exclaimed, "Wuji? How are you?"

"I, I'm fine." Zhang Wuji said weakly.

I turned my head and saw that Song Yuanqiao and others helped him to sit down extremely nervously.

Song Yuanqiao grabbed his hand, felt his pulse, and immediately frowned: "The injury is so serious, why go downstairs?"

At this time, even Yang Xiao and the others felt that something was wrong, and got up and surrounded him: "Is the leader injured?"

"A little injury, no problem." Zhang Wuji said with a smile, but anyone with a discerning eye could see how reluctant he was.

Tsk, this acting.

In the morning, he asked me to sit on his lap and taught me how to write.

"Wuji did a great job in rescuing the six major sects!" Song Yuanqiao sighed, "With such a kind heart, they chose you as the leader of the martial arts alliance. They really did not choose the wrong person."

I picked up a steamed bun, slowly tore it up and put it in my mouth, watching Zhang Wuji act.

I saw him waving his hands repeatedly: "I am young and inexperienced, so I am not suitable for this important task. They just talk about it, why does the uncle say the same?"

As soon as these words came out, the heroes of Wudang immediately became unhappy.

"Why can't you take on the important task?"

"Wuji, you have a kind heart and great righteousness. Not to mention your martial arts are superb. We have all experienced them on the Bright Peak. If you really choose the leader of the martial arts, it must be you."

"That's right, Wuji, don't be humble."

Zhang Wuji was still waving his hands.

"Our leader is too kind. At that time, he didn't want to be the leader of Mingjiao. Didn't he be framed by us? It's very good now!"

"The leader loves to be humble."

Mingjiao people also followed suit.

"Qingshu, you have to learn more from Wuji." Song Yuanqiao turned his head and saw his son, the third generation of Wudang celebrity who bowed his head while eating without making a sound, so he scolded him with a straight face.

Song Qingshu paused, raised his head and looked at Zhang Wuji with a strange expression: "Learn from him?"

"What? You ask yourself that you are doing better than him?" Seeing that his son didn't show face, Song Yuanqiao became even more stern.

Song Qingshu smiled strangely: "Okay, okay, I'll learn from him."

I thought to myself, this child has been wronged.Tell him to learn from Zhang Wuji?Do you want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?

"Song Shaoxia has Song Shaoxia's strengths, why bother to learn from others?" I looked over with a smile, "Master Zhang is certainly beautiful. But Song Shaoxia was born with a chivalrous heart, an upright person, and hates evil like a vengeful enemy. Who doesn't praise him?"

Song Yuanqiao looked at me in surprise, and nodded: "I dare not be the absurd praise of the head of Zhou."

That's the benefit of being a leader.

If I were still a young disciple of Emei, it would be extremely inappropriate to say such things at this time.

But it's different when I'm the head. I'm on the same level as them in terms of status, or even a head taller.

"I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart." I added another sentence, and stopped talking.

Song Qingshu looked at me with sarcasm and contempt, did not take my sympathy at all, got up and said: "I'm full, I'm going upstairs."

"If it's not troublesome, please Song Shaoxia come to my room to see if my senior sister Bei is all right?" I smiled at him.

Song Qingshu seemed to be in conflict, he frowned, hesitated before saying: "Okay."

After speaking, he went upstairs.

"This kid, he's been weird since he came back yesterday." Song Yuanqiao frowned and scolded, then exaggerated Zhang Wuji again.

Zhang Wuji sighed helplessly: "Master, don't talk like that anymore. Let's talk about it after I bring my adoptive father back."

"The Lion King is your adoptive father, and he will definitely support you. With the Dragon Slaying Saber in hand, how difficult is it to command the world?"

I chuckled.

Immediately attracted several eyes: "Why is the head of Zhou laughing?"

I untied the Yitian sword, put it on the table, and said softly: "If Yitian doesn't come out, who will fight for the front?"

There was a sudden silence in the arena.

Everyone looks at me.

Everyone in Emei looks at me, everyone in Mingjiao looks at me, and everyone in Wudang looks at me.

"When the six major sects were rescued last night, everyone recommended Wuji to be the leader of the martial arts. I remember that the head of Zhou didn't object at that time?" Yu Lianzhou looked at me and said.

These old rivers and lakes are really dark enough to speak.In one sentence, first he was threatening, then he was pressuring, and finally he gagged, it was really powerful.

"I really have no objection." I nodded at him, then smiled at Zhang Wuji, "The Dragon Slaying Saber commands the world. Yitian does not come out, and no one can compete with it."

Paused, "My Emei faction does not fight."

Everyone's expressions suddenly became strange.

As if being given alms.

They originally thought that Zhang Wuji was the leader of the alliance.When I say this, it seems that it is all because of my concession.

But there's nothing wrong with what I said.

Yitian is indeed qualified to compete with him.

"It would be the best if Sect Master Zhou wants to be the leader of the alliance." At this time, Zhang Wuji laughed, "I have all my martial arts, but I don't have the wit to command the world. OK."

As soon as he said this, everyone in Wudang blocked him again.

The Mingjiao people didn't talk much anymore.

They looked at Zhang Wuji, then at me, and under Yang Xiao's gesture, they all fell silent.

Zhou Dian, however, was disobedient, and laughed slyly: "What's the difference? Headmaster Zhou and our sect leader will be a family sooner or later. Isn't it the same who is the leader of the martial arts?"

He was glared at by Zhang Wuji: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Then Zhang Wuji apologized to me again: "The disciples in the teaching are talking nonsense, I will punish myself when I go back, and I ask Master Zhou to calm down."

"It just so happens that everyone is here, so this matter should be settled." I was not angry at all, but thanked Zhou Dian for standing up at this time.

He glanced around the room and said: "At the time when the Emei faction was trapped, I escaped by chance and got the help of Zhang Jiaozhu. I am very grateful. Along the way, Zhang Jiaozhu took good care of me. I am very grateful. Maybe I did it well." Not good, it caused everyone to misunderstand. But I have no personal relationship with Master Zhang, please stop joking around in the future."

Zhou Dian looked at me in astonishment: "But——"

I was stopped by Yang Xiao, who then looked at me meaningfully.

I know what they are trying to say.

It's nothing more than to say, you and our leader also held hands, kissed, hugged, and went to the grove every day, how can you deny it if you don't recognize it?

Our Mingjiao lost a general because of you!

None of them are as smart as Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji made my words useless with just one sentence.