The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

"What a terrifying lightness skill!"

"He's stronger than last time we met!"

Seeing Han Chen floating towards the mountain peak, the elder Xuanming was slightly surprised.

Beside, Ku Toutuo saw Han Chen going down the mountain, and a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

If it wasn't for Han Chen's attack that day, Mingjiao's entire army would have been wiped out.Ku Toutuo will never forget this great kindness.

Whoosh!

A snow-white afterimage, as clear as the wind, swept gently into the welcoming pavilion.

"Mingjiao Yin Tianzheng, met Head Han!"

"Five members of Mingjiao, I have met Head Han!"

Seeing Han Chen appearing here, all the heroes of the Ming Cult rushed to the bottom of the gazebo. Everyone clasped their fists together, respectfully, and bowed to Han Chen.

"You don't have to be too polite."

"Yes, Head Han."

Hearing Han Chen's polite words, everyone in Mingjiao nodded in agreement, then stood quietly with their hands down, and did not leave without authorization.

"Master Han, we meet again."

There was a smile on the corner of Zhao Min's mouth.

When speaking, looking at Han Chen in front of him, slender hand waving the folding fan, he paused unconsciously.

Han Chen looked at Zhao Min, she was wearing a green radish pink dress, she was really bright, and there was a dimpled smile on the corner of her mouth, very playful and cute, quite lovable.

He smiled and asked, "The princess came to Mount Emei, why do you not know why?"

Zhao Min looked at Han Chen and smiled slightly: "Why can't I come if nothing happens?"

Han Chen shook his head and said, "Miss Zhao should know that Han definitely doesn't mean that."

Hearing this, Zhao Min nodded and smiled.

Immediately, he sat on the stone bench in the gazebo, gently swayed the folding fan, turned his back to many subordinates, and ordered: "Second Elder Xuanming, Master Ku, all of you step back first, the Princess has something to say to Young Master Han. "

"Yes, the princess!"

The elder Xuanming and the others clasped their fists in agreement, then they all turned around and walked out of the gazebo.

Seeing Xuan Ming and the others retreat, only Han Chen and Zhao Min were left in the gazebo, and everyone in the Ming Cult didn't worry too much, they all retreated a hundred paces away in a very sensible manner.

As a result, only Han Chen and Zhao Min were left at the location of the gazebo.

At this time, on Mount Emei!

"Miss Zhiruo, you are responsible for Mr. Han's daily necessities. You have been with him the longest. Have you ever met Miss Zhao?"

The woman in the yellow shirt stood on the mountainside, with a pair of beautiful autumn eyes, overlooking the gazebo, looking at the men and women in the pavilion, and asked Zhou Zhiruo beside her.

"Ok!"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, recalling the past, and said: "Miss Zhao is the owner of the Green Willow Villa. She once invited the head of the villa to enter one of the villas. It seems that she intends to recruit the head, but the head didn't agree."

Her acquaintance with Zhao Min began at Green Willow Villa.

After hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words, the woman in the yellow shirt analyzed for a moment, and immediately waited for the answer, "From this point of view, they should be just ordinary friends."

For some reason, her heart widened slightly, and her expression became less cold.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the gazebo from a distance, and saw Han Chen and Zhao Min talking harmoniously and eloquently, her eyes flickered, and her heart was a little complicated.

Inside the gazebo.

Zhao Min said: "In the past few days, Zhu Yuanzhang of Haozhou has attacked the city and pulled out the village, and his momentum has become more and more powerful. In addition, Chengkun sits in Taizhou and strategizes, which makes the Yuan Dynasty army repeatedly defeated and has a great influence."

"My father has mobilized [-] elite troops to fight Zhu Yuanzhang in the north. In addition, he ordered General Baima Duoji to lead [-] cavalry to fight Cheng Kun in the south."

What did she say to me?

Looking at Zhao Min who was talking, Han Chen frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

This Zhao Min is the princess of the Yuan Dynasty. He came to Emei at this moment and confided his military situation for no reason. Han Chen was inevitably a little confused.

Zhao Min's beautiful eyes turned, looked at Han Chen, and continued: "Da Yuan is exhausted now, and he has no extra energy to encircle and suppress Jianghu sects. Mr. Han, you can rest easy."

"Mr. Han, I have finished what I want to say now, so farewell!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Min Yingying got up and stepped out of the gazebo.

"Miss Zhao, please stay!"

Han Chen couldn't bear it, he called Zhao Min to stop, and asked, "Girl, this time, you came to my Emei, is it just to talk about this?"

Zhao Min stopped in his tracks and smiled slightly: "I just remembered when you said it. There is indeed a very important thing that I almost forgot."

Immediately, Zhao Min smiled slightly, jumped into the gazebo, came in front of Han Chen, raised her toes, kissed Han Chen's right cheek lightly, and then jumped out of the gazebo.

Han Chen was taken aback, touched his cheek, and stared at Zhao Min in a daze.

Outside the gazebo, Zhao Min smiled mischievously, and waved at Han Chen, "I've finished what I have to do now, Mr. Han, there will be a date later."

After all, he laughed like a silver bell, and his steps were brisk. Although he was a little shy, he was in a good mood.

"Masters, let's go home."

"Yes, county lord."

Witnessing Zhao Min kissing Han Chen, the elder Xuanming and the others, they were extremely shocked. Seeing the Princess come back, she immediately restrained her expression, followed respectfully, and left Mount Emei silently.

Han Chen looked at Zhao Min's back, and for some reason, she felt that Zhao Min's heart was not as happy as it looked on the surface, but instead, there was a touch of deep sadness, and he murmured, "The army of the Yuan Dynasty was defeated steadily, and you King Yang cannot escape the heavy responsibility, I am afraid that her life will not be easy."

A hundred steps away from the gazebo, the Mingjiao heroes are located.

Zhou Dian rubbed his eyes, "I'm not mistaken, this princess girl actually kissed the head of Han!"

"what is this!"

Yin Tianzheng looked like someone who had come here, and said: "Since ancient times, there are many beauties in heroes, and the head of Han is so outstanding. It is only natural that Miss Zhao likes him."

Chapter 142: The Difficulty of Shaolin, Han Chen Comes to the Theater (1/3)

on Mount Emei.

Waves of refreshing mountain wind blew Zhou Zhiruo's neon clothes and feathers, and her gorgeous clothes fluttered, making her as beautiful as a fairy.

"She kissed the head..."

Zhou Zhiruo froze on the spot, motionless, biting her cherry lips tightly, looking at the gazebo, recalling the scene just now, a trace of jealousy appeared in her pure and beautiful eyes.

She and Han Chen have been together day and night, and they have already developed feelings for each other, but they are just holding hands, and they never dare to cross the threshold.

I really didn't expect Miss Zhao to be so bold that she even kissed the head of the sect.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo bit her lip harder, and the jealousy in her eyes became more intense.

"Miss Zhiruo, I'm not feeling well, so I'm going back to my room to rest."

Beside, the woman in the yellow shirt spoke lightly, and before leaving, she glanced at the gazebo at the foot of the mountain, frowned beautifully, then performed the ancient tomb lightness kung fu, and floated away from this place.

Zhou Zhiruo watched the woman in yellow gown leave, and saw that there was a slight sense of sadness in her expression, which really ran counter to her cold personality.

"Miss Yang has a high level of cultivation and is not afraid of cold and heat, so how could she suddenly feel uncomfortable?"

Zhou Zhiruo was smart and clever. Thinking of this, she already had an estimate in her mind. It seemed that the other party, like herself, was also worried about the kiss.

But after thinking about it again, the head of the sect is Wushuang, and there are so many people who love him, how can he dominate himself, this is too selfish.

"What the hell happened to me today?"

Zhou Zhiruo didn't dare to think wildly, took a deep breath, hurried to the training ground, and concentrated on practicing.

The pavilion is located at the foot of Mount Emei. Many disciples saw Zhao Min kissing Han Chen. They either shook their heads and sighed softly, or kept silent, or envied them from the bottom of their hearts. Their reactions were different, so there is no need to say more.

call out--

After seeing off Zhao Min, Han Chen flew out of the pavilion and quickly returned to the main peak of Emei.

While walking towards the cherry blossom tree, he thought in his heart, "Cheng Kun's encirclement and suppression of Shaolin is just a few days away. I will go down the mountain tomorrow and leave for Songshan Mountain.々."

Han Chen didn't want to miss this wonderful show in Shaolin.

When he came under the cherry tree, he didn't see Zhou Zhiruo and the girl in yellow. Han Chen shook his head and smiled, and came to Emei West Peak alone, breathed silently, and practiced as usual.

Time flies by like a horse.

The next day, early in the morning.

"drive!"

On the stone road under Mount Emei, Han Chen raised his whip, and the white jade shot out chasing the wind.

The speed of Baiyu chasing the wind was extremely fast. After a cup of tea, Mount Emei and Longmen Peak were left far behind. Soon, the two high mountains became two black spots on the earth.

Shaolin Temple is located in Songshan Mountain, Henan Province, thousands of miles away from Emei.

Han Chen rode alone, the journey was relaxed and comfortable, he drove his horse on the road during the day, stopped to practice at night, accompanied by good wine, fought with swords in the rivers and lakes, and killed many thieves on the road, it can be said that he was very happy.

On the third day, we finally arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain.

"Everyone run away, the rebels are coming to kill!"

"The rebel army encircled and suppressed Shaolin Temple, we ordinary people, let's run away!"

At the foot of Songshan Mountain, a small town in Songshan Mountain.

Carrying parcels and dragging their families with them, ordinary people ran out from all the streets of the town in a panic, finally passed by Han Chen, and hurriedly escaped from the town.

Han Chen, who was riding on the horse, smiled faintly, "Hehe, it seems that I came at the right time."

Da da da……

Clamping his legs hard, Bai Yu Zhuifeng stepped forward and galloped towards Songshan Mountain.In just a moment, they came to the gate of Shaolin Temple.

call out!

Han Chen, who was sitting on the horseback, jumped up and flew up.

When he was in mid-air, his feet leveraged on each other to span a distance of tens of feet, and finally stood on an old tree far away.