The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Chu Heng nodded, "Finally it's Zhiruo's master, and he cared about me before, and he couldn't ignore it due to emotion or reason."

Dongfang Bubai nodded.

"My lord, is this Kong Zhi from Shaolin Temple?" At this time, Yin Tianzheng pointed to Kong Zhi who was still like a dead dog on the ground.

Just looking at Kong Zhi's stubborn look now, it's not difficult for Chu Heng to guess what happened before that caused Dongfang Bubai to beat him like this.

Immediately, he waved his hand lightly and said: "Small punishment and big warning, bring a Nirvana Pill, and then Wei Yixiao, you take someone to send it back to Shaolin, and after you send it back to Shaolin, explain the reason before handing over the elixir For the people of Shaolin Temple, the speed does not need to be too fast~¨."

Listening to Chu Heng's words, Yang Xiao and the others were fine, but Zhuo Yihang was speechless.

The broken limbs must be extremely painful.

Even though Cai Kongzhi's words were rude just now, his limbs would not be broken directly for a disagreement.

And its identity is there after all.

But now Chu Heng wants Kong Zhi to endure this kind of pain for a few days on the way back to Shaolin, it is indeed a bit cruel.

The matter was decided, because he was worried about those Wudang people down the mountain, so Zhuo Yihang also rushed down the mountain quickly. kuuhuu

But as soon as he reached the mountainside, he could already hear the sound of the scarlet mystery in his ears.

Just listening to the faint sound of the piano, Zhuo Yihang could feel the qi and blood in his body tumbling slightly.

When they got to the foot of the mountain, they found that many Wudang and Shaolin disciples were also flushed at the moment, standing in place motionless, and they were using their kung fu to resist.

And in front of these people, there is a woman with her eyes closed and flicking the strings.

Behind him, there is a woman who looks about [-] years old, standing with her hands behind her back, with a graceful face.

Beside the woman, Wudang disciples and Shaolin disciples fell all over the ground.

After getting closer, Zhuo Yihang could clearly see that among these fallen disciples, less than half were the elders of Wudang's Xiantian realm.

Moving his eyes upwards, he placed his eyes on the woman playing the piano, seeing her so beautiful face that it was hard to move away, Zhuo Yihang was taken aback.

Then before Zhuo Yihang could speak, the figure of Wei Tianxing on the mountain also arrived within a few jumps, and then appeared beside the woman, and said something in a low voice.

Immediately, Huang Xuemei's eyes opened slowly, her watery pupils were free from mud and dust, and the coldness in her expression made people feel a pain in their hearts when they saw it.

Then he stood up calmly, put the guqin on the table into the piano case, carried it on his back, and walked away slowly.

During the process, Zhuo Yihang who was standing aside didn't even look at him.

Such a situation made Zhuo Yihang feel a little disappointed.

Then he turned around and walked to those Wudang disciples, asked for a while, and only felt relieved after discovering that many Wudang disciples had suffered minor injuries at most.

Immediately, he looked into the distance, looked at the beautiful back that could only be seen, sighed in his heart, turned to greet the Wudang disciples, and quickly left with the Mingjiao people.

In the afternoon, several carriages also traveled from the foot of Guangmingding Mountain to the Great Yuan Kingdom.

Originally facing Pang Ban and others this time, Dongfang Bubai was worried and wanted to go with them.

But it was rejected by Chu Heng. After all, Dongfang Bubai had just accepted the Ming Cult, and there were so many things in the teaching, so there was no need to follow along.

But Dongfang Bubai was worried, and finally let Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng follow Chu Heng and the others.

In the carriage, looking at Zhou Zhiruo who was obviously nervous and restless, Chu Heng gently patted Rou Yi whose joints were turning white.

Sensing the movement of her hand, Zhou Zhiruo turned her head, her small face was full of worry ".〃Chu Heng, tell me, my master, will it be already?"

Chu Heng smiled and said softly: "This time Pang Ban is targeting the five major sects, there should be some other purpose, and there is no corpse found around the Guangmingding, which proves that Pang Ban and others have ulterior motives to capture your master." Purpose."

Hearing Chu Heng's words, Zhou Zhiruo felt a little relieved. (Good Zhao's)

Zhou Zhiruo was originally an intelligent person, but just now she was confused because of concern, which made her thoughts a little unclear.

Now that she knew that her master was fine for the time being, Zhou Zhiruo felt relieved.

Immediately, she turned to hold Chu Heng's arm with both hands, and leaned her small face on Chu Heng's shoulder, "Zhiruo was raised by her master since she was a child, and to Zhiruo, her master is like a mother."

Chu Heng knew what Zhou Zhiruo was referring to, smiled lightly, and said gently, "Don't worry! I'm here."

Feeling the peace of mind that the man around her gave her, most of the sorrow in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes dissipated, and her heart gradually returned to tranquility.

Seeing this, Chu Heng smiled.

Then he turned his gaze to the place where the Great Yuan Kingdom was located, half-closed his eyes.

Chapter Thirty-Six

In the Great Yuan Kingdom, in the Green Willow Courtyard, Zhao Min is staying by the lake at this moment, holding a folding fan in his hand, his eyes twinkle slightly, and what he thinks of in his sight is the figure on the top of the light that day. ~)

What he was thinking about was the scene when Chu Heng's gentle fingers slid between his neck and teased him that day in the pavilion.

Gradually, Zhao Min's cheeks turned slightly red, "This damned little thief dared to treat me like that."

Then he shook his head, then frowned and said: "Back then, I shouldn't have worried about that little thief on the top of the light, but now it's still causing my Great Yuan Kingdom to lose a strong man in the Grandmaster realm."

Looking at Zhao Min who was in a daze looking at the plain white folding fan in the gazebo, Pang Ban smiled knowingly, and softly called: "Minmin?"