Min Ruo Zhi Tian Doomed

Speaking of rushing into the fire scene with Ding Minjun, even Zhou Zhiruo, who was already in the fire scene, couldn't quite tell what her motive was.

If Senior Sister Ding was stimulated too much, it would be understandable if she only wanted to grab Master, the life-saving straw that she couldn't protect herself.But what about Zhou Zhiruo?But why did Zhou Zhiruo follow in?

The internal energy in her whole body was almost exhausted due to the excessive use of lightness kung fu. Zhou Zhiruo looked blankly at Senior Sister Ding who was screaming "Master is unfair" and the expressionless Master in front of her.

Ignoring Ding Minjun who was showing his ugly face because of being denied by himself, Miejue Shitai called to Zhou Zhiruo: "Zhiruo, kneel down."

Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously complied.

Walking a few steps in front of Zhou Zhiruo, Juejue Shitai said: "Stretch out your hand." He took off the iron ring of the sect master from his hand and put it in Zhou Zhiruo's outstretched hands: "Tell me."

"I am Zhou Zhiruo,"

"..." Zhou Zhiruo looked up at Master, then lowered her head again: "I am Zhou Zhiruo,"

Just like this, in front of the collapsed Ding Minjun, the master and apprentice officially completed the handover ceremony of the head.Miejue Shitai looked very satisfied at Zhou Zhiruo, who was respectfully holding the master ring, but then her face changed, and she revealed the secret of Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber that has made the world crazy for a hundred years in a few words.

"Zhiruo, remember, you must get this pair of swords and revitalize my Emei sect!"

However, Zhou Zhiruo just stared at the master ring in a daze in response to Miejue Shitai's smug and bold words.The fire quickly spread to this stone cell. Although she was able to rush here from under the tower relying on her internal strength, she was powerless to escape from the tower.

But Miejue Shitai never thought of letting Zhou Zhiruo go out alone.The teacher grabbed the youngest disciple and threw him out of the tower.But when he was about to go out and hug him himself, he was robbed by someone.

"Zhiruo!!!" Zhao Min, who had worked so hard to get here, came in and saw

Zhou Zhiruo was about to disappear in front of her eyes.She didn't know where the effort came from, but she didn't even want to jump.

"Zhiruo!" The flames of the Baoen Pagoda were burning fiercely, and the whistling wind during the fall also brought thick smoke and scorching heat that made people blind.Zhao Min desperately called Zhou Zhiruo's name, and desperately reached out to him.But no matter what, Zhou Zhiruo, who was close at hand, just watched her quietly.

The distance from the ground was getting closer and closer. Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhao Min's embarrassed face because of the smoke and fire, and said nothing.

Zhao Min in her memory is always glamorous.

The romantic and suave son, the charming and willful young lady, but now she looks like a little beggar.But no matter what, she always called that name.

Zhou...Zhiruo?

Zhiruo.

Zhiruo!

Zhou Zhiruo! ! !

Zhang Wuji, who finally saw someone jumping down to pick him up, never imagined that the two people who jumped down this time were actually Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo.He hadn't figured out how to catch the two at the same time, but he was stunned for a moment when he heard Zhao Min's shrill cry.

Not to mention Pan Yu now, even Nian Nujiao couldn't wait anymore.She originally wanted Zhao Min to go in and bring Zhou Zhiruo out, but who knew that Zhou Zhiruo ran so fast and Zhao Min ran so slowly, they were forced to jump off the tower by the fire.Helpless things have come to this point, although the martial arts are low, but it is still possible to pick up people one after another.

The two didn't say hello, they went to catch Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min one after the other.Nian Nujiao was fine, she hugged Zhou Zhiruo a few times to relieve her strength, although her hair was a little messy, she was not in a panic.On Pan Yu's side, Zhao Min slapped his backhand when Pan Yu grabbed him from the air, desperately wanting to go to Zhou Zhiruo.Pan Yu had no choice but to hold Zhao Min hard and rolled on the ground a few times before releasing the force.It's just that when he stood up, he looked like two mud monkeys.

But seeing Zhao Min's expression, no one laughed at them.

He yelled at all the guards to retreat, as if Princess Zhao Min, who had wiped off all the dirt and ashes she hadn't touched since she was born, stared straight at Zhou Zhiruo with a pair of clear and piercing eyes.The emotion in the eyes, even the middle-aged and elderly bachelors of the Mingjiao group who have been alone for an unknown number of years, can see something unusual.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't seem to notice it, she took a look at Nian Nujiao, and handed the iron ring to Jingxu.After three respectful kowtows, he stood up and walked forward to meet Zhao Min's eyes without saying a word.

Jingxu was forced by Zhou Zhiruo to accept the big gift, and took a look around the field with the ring, only to find that besides the Burning Pagoda of Gratitude, there was only the Emei faction left here.It wasn't just her who was forced to become the master, the rest of the Emei sect also looked at Zhou Zhiruo's back with a frown, puzzled.

"Zhiruo, you..." Jingxu couldn't help but was quickly robbed by Zhao Min's words.

"Zhou Zhiruo, do you hate me so much? Even if you die together, don't you want me to save you?" Zhao Min watched Zhou Zhiruo approaching him step by step, and when the other party stopped three steps away, he gritted his teeth and asked.

"Speak up!!! Zhou Zhiruo!!!"

But Zhou Zhiruo didn't speak.

This person stood coldly beside the fire tower, quietly watching Zhao Min who was getting more and more out of control, but the expression on his face seemed to be frozen, motionless.

Others wanted to go up to persuade them, but they still felt that it was inappropriate, so they had to worry around.

For a while, except for the sound of Pan Yu acting coquettishly around Nian Nujiao at the beginning, and complaining softly about dirty clothes, there was silence all around.

Until the scream of the sword being unsheathed sounded.

Under Zhao Min's complicated gaze, Zhou Zhiruo slowly raised the sharp sword in her hand.

Obviously he pointed a murder weapon at Zhao Min's neck, but his tone of voice, the smile on his face, and the way he looked at Zhao Min, for some reason, were full of tenderness and tenderness.

"Minmin, today we die together, isn't it good?"

I don't want to be the head of Emei, and I don't care about the secrets of swords.

You don't want to be the princess of Dayuan, and you don't care about the survival of the court.

Let's die like this together today, isn't it good?

Is it not good?

it's not good.

Zhao Min was stunned, her reason told her the answer very clearly.If she dies today, her great wish will never be realized, and the glory of the imperial court will never be reappeared.If he died today, the previous few years of operation would be in vain.

If you die today...

It seemed as if a year had passed, and the surroundings were still so silent, and Pan Yu also fell silent, being held back by Nian Nujiao so that she would not come forward.

Zhou Zhiruo still held the sword steadily, and the tip of the sword was still firmly pointed at Zhao Min's neck.

Zhao Min smiled.

She said, "Okay."

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly for a moment, Zhou Zhiruo's brows and eyes softened a little, and she also smiled.

She said, "Okay."

In the following years, no one mentioned what happened on this night of fire.

Time flies, and the Mengyuan Building is about to fall, which is hard to resist after all.

The Mongolian royal family fled north to the prairie, and King Ruyang was still the Eagle Khan on the prairie.Mingjiao was taken over by Zhu Yuanzhang, and after several years of fighting with Chen Youliang, the Ming Dynasty was finally established.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Wuji had a grandson in Persia, and the Emei School had been passed down for three generations.After receiving the letter some time ago, Pan Yu and Nian Nujiao also retreated from their seats and went to take care of themselves.

Zhou Zhiruo took Zhao Min's hand, stroking the other's lovely skin after all these years, and asked as she did in Wan'an Temple:

"Minmin, we will die together today, okay?"

Zhao Min smiled, but said: "Not good."

Zhou Zhiruo also smiled: "You're already in your 80s, isn't it good?"

"That's nothing, we can live another 80 years." Zhao Min patted the back of Zhou Zhiruo's hand, and then rubbed it again, afraid that it would really hurt her.

"Yes yes yes, live another 80 years." Zhou Zhiruo let Zhao Min rub her fingers, only looked at Zhao Min and smiled.

In another 80 years, I will be with you too.