The free and easy record of Yitian and dragon slaying

Chapter 374

The wind is blowing at the foot of Zhang Zishan. At this time, his cultivation base is already in the middle stage of Xiantian, and he can float on the air without raising Qi and luck. The gap between this cultivation base and the early stage of Xiantian is too big. I don't know what kind of state it is, Zhang Zishan is curious about the identity of the mysterious woman at this time, so he can vaguely hear a burst of crisp laughter slowly coming from the air several miles away. But he couldn't see her. He felt more and more that this woman's martial arts was not innate, but like an ancient sword fairy. It's just that he had never seen such a person before, and the true energy in her body was endless and automatic. After running around, I finally found a beautiful woman in a purple palace dress standing on a high cliff 3000 meters away. Her long hair was blowing in the breeze, and her skin was like snow. Picturesque, she can only be described as beautiful and moving beyond the world. Her slender white fingers faintly hold a green bamboo shovel, her hand behind her back, as if she noticed Zhang Zishan's arrival, and her red lips showed a slight smile. As beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, Zhang Zishan's figure quickly flew up to the thousand-meter-high cliff. He flew up like a rocket from later generations. After a while, he reached the top of the mountain, but saw the transcendent and refined woman smiling sweetly. Shanshan walked over and said with a smile: Sure enough, you are good at martial arts, I don't know if I should call you Mr. Duan or Mr. Zhang?
Although Zhang Zishan was shocked by the beauty of the woman in front of him, he immediately returned to his original state and said with a smile: Just call me Zhang Zishan, it sounds pleasing to the ear.

The woman's two sculpted eyebrows were slightly darkened, and her rosy lips were slightly curled, as if she was a little displeased and said: Pretentiousness is not my carefree style.

As she said that, she turned around and left. Zhang Zishan just felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then disappeared. He smiled bitterly and said, "What a weird person, is there any rule about my name?"

At this time, the breeze was blowing, but there was no one around. Zhang Zishan almost thought he was dreaming. The chick is only 20 years old, it really doesn't look like she came from a zombie.As he spoke, his figure disappeared above the cliff in a flash.

Zhang Zishan met the woman in purple and went back to Ji Xiaofu's room with a depressed face. Seeing that there was no one there, he thought they must have gone to play. He remembered that Zhou Zhiruo was still waiting for him, so he couldn't help feeling hot. A figure blocked his way, and when he took a closer look, he saw Borou staring blankly at the paper in his hand, his face turned red and then white, and his expression was extremely strange. He was a little surprised, so he walked forward, but Borou smiled coldly and said: Do you see what this is?
Zhang Zishan looked at the black words written on the white paper in her hand, and the word "Xiu" was vaguely written on it. He immediately realized something. He frowned and asked: "In that case, what do you want to say to me? Now that you have It's free, and there is no need to stick to this kind of marriage contract.As he said that, he walked away from Borou, and Borou sneered, "Yes, a man can always be ruthless and determined, Zhang Zishan, and so are you!"

As she said she turned and left angrily, Zhang Zishan could vaguely see tears flashing in her beautiful eyes, his heart trembled suddenly, he looked up at her running back, and said nervously in his heart: Bo Rou has a strong self-esteem, she Will you do something stupid!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran out, he was extremely fast, and finally found that Bo Rou was performing lightness kung fu and heading towards Jingshan, Zhang Zishan roared angrily: "Bo Rou, what do you want to do, don't stop for me!"
While speaking, his movement was as fast as a flying arrow. In an instant, his hand held Baorou's cold little hand, but Baorou shouted angrily: Let go, I don't want you to be pitiful!
Saying that, he slashed Zhang Zishan's left chest with a palm. The palm was very powerful. Although Zhang Zishan was conceited that he could receive this palm, he didn't want to be hit. He dodged to one side to avoid the sharp blow, He handed his thin waist to the building, and said angrily: You fool, it's just a marriage contract, what are you doing with him, just find a good man in the future, why commit suicide!

Bo Rouyu blushed, then fell silent for a while and said indifferently: "I didn't do it for him, and I didn't want to commit suicide, so don't think about it!"
Zhang Zishan froze and said stupidly: You mean, you didn't commit suicide, well, that's good, I'm going back!

As he said that, he let go of Bo Rou's slender waist, turned around and left, but Bo Rou unexpectedly left as soon as he said he would leave, feeling as if something was missing in his heart, and said displeasedly: "You go, I really want to commit suicide!"

As she said that, she headed towards the cliff of Jingshan Mountain, and a gust of cold wind blew her up, making her shiver. In fact, she felt even colder in her heart, and said to herself: This bastard Zhang Zishan doesn't even have any words of comfort!
Just seeing his nervous face, she didn't realize there was a trace of a smile on his cold face. She turned around to look secretly, but it made her half dead. It turned out that Zhang Zishan had disappeared long ago, so she couldn't help saying angrily: Bastard Xiao Huaqiu, actually really ignores me, I'll jump off a cliff to show you!
As she said that, she ran towards the cliff, but found that Zhang Zishan was not by her side while walking on the road. She couldn't help feeling empty in her heart. She lowered her head and looked at the 500 meters below the cliff, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that he really ignores me, you cruel brat?" !
She stared blankly at the miniature at the bottom of the mountain, and the buildings in the palace were also much smaller. Bo Rou felt a pain in her chest, and said in a low voice: Although I value fame and integrity, what I value most is whether you have something in your heart. Do I come with you? Most people go to Mongolia just to be a stranger with you, why do you always turn a blind eye to me?

The cold wind whistling seemed to be mocking her, and the sadness in her heart naturally became more serious. At this moment, she heard a sigh and said: What are you doing standing here, silly child?
Bo Rou was slightly startled when she heard this, but saw a four-year-old man in white plain clothes standing behind her, with a slightly sad face, staring at her, but she seemed to have seen that face before, she smiled bitterly and said: It's just that I feel uncomfortable, so why does the senior look so familiar when I go up the mountain to breathe out the wind?

The middle-aged man blinked his eyes like autumn water, and said with a calm smile: I am an old friend of Zishan, if you have something on your mind, son, you may wish to tell me, well, you can call me Auntie Qiao!
Bo Rou said coldly: I don't need you to comfort me!The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "What a silly boy, it's dangerous for you to stand on this mountain alone, go down the mountain quickly, Miss Bo!"

A gleam flashed in Baorou's beautiful eyes and said: How do you know my name?When the middle-aged man saw her surprised expression, she said softly: "Zishan has so many wives, so I know it very well."

Bo Rou suddenly beamed and said, "I know who you are now. So you are Zhang Zishan's mother. No wonder you look familiar to me. Why did senior hide your identity from me?"

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised and couldn't help but smiled bitterly: It seems that my daughters-in-law spread the matter, I'm afraid my identity is really exposed, but Zishan doesn't want people to know my relationship with him, so as not to affect the overall situation.

(End of this chapter)