Wuxia: I became Princess Zhao Min’s follower?

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107 It’s over, what should I do if I’m caught peeping?

At this time, Xiao Yao had just returned to Zhao Min and his party.

When Xiao Yao was within a hundred steps of everyone, these people had already noticed it.

After all, Xiao Yao couldn't hide himself.

When he landed next to Zhao Min, Zhao Min anxiously grabbed Xiao Yao's arm with both hands and asked in a low voice:

"Xiao Yao, are you okay? How is Cheng Kun?"

Watching this scene, Zaya Du, who was standing aside, was really blinded, and he tightly grasped the long sword in his hand.

Xiao Yao gently patted Zhao Min's little hand.

Zha Yadu almost pounced on Xiao Yao's neck and bit him hard.

But Zayadu held back. After all, this Xiao Yao was already a dead man in Zayadu's eyes.

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When exactly will you die?

Then we have to wait until we return to Dadu!

Xiao Yao whispered to Zhao Min:

"We'll talk more about it when we get back."

After all, Cheng Kun is the true master of Shaolin, and then he wants to blow up Guangmingding and destroy the six sects and the Mingjiao together. It is more complicated to talk about.

Now, the sound of "ping ping ping pong" keeps coming.

On the large platform of Guangmingding in the distance.

The seven injured masters of the Ming Cult, as well as the remaining members of the Ming Cult with varying degrees of injuries, all sat under the huge LOGO of the Ming Cult, looking at the battlefield with a touch of worry.

Although 29 Xiao Yao had never seen these people.

However, he can also tell who they are based on his own memory.

For example, right now, the white-haired old man whose left shoulder was pierced by a sword is Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King.

And the middle-aged man holding the hilt of the sword is officially Zhang Wuji’s seventh uncle, Mo Shenggu!

At this time, Mo Shenggu slowly pulled out his long sword, cupped his fists at Yin Tianzheng and said with a hint of apology:

"Senior Yin, show mercy, Mo Shenggu admires you!"

Then, another older swordsman walked out of the Wudang Sect's formation.

He held up a bottle of golden sore medicine and said to the White-browed Eagle King:

"Wudang Song Yuanqiao admires the White-browed Eagle King. Senior, please heal your wounds first!"

But the White-browed Eagle King naturally refused.

Song Yuanqiao also put away the golden sore medicine, gave Yin Tianzheng a fist and said:

"Then let Song Yuanqiao learn Senior Yin's clever tricks!"

At this time, a loud and powerful voice came out:

"The Wudang Clan is a well-known and decent sect, and it is really against the moral principles of the world to challenge an old man who thinks he is injured with a wheel battle!"

As soon as this remark came out, everything fell silent!

Then, a young man in ragged clothes slowly walked out of the crowd.

Behind him, an exotic and beautiful girl called out anxiously in a low voice: "Master!"

Obviously, this person is the legendary Zhang Wuji!

At this time, Zhao Min, who was beside Xiao Yao, also showed a hint of doubt and thought to himself:

"Why does it feel like I've seen this kid before somewhere?"

Hearing Zhao Min say this, Xiao Yao curled his lips calmly.

At this time, Wudang Song Yuanqiao also got off the slope, said a few words, put on a noble and upright attitude, and led Mo Shenggu back to the center.

Then, Zhang Wuji began to speak to the six major sects:

"Now that senior Yin is injured, why not let the juniors learn your clever tricks next!"

Xiao Yao looked at this scene, with a hint of curvature at the corner of his mouth, and blurted out:

"Zhang Wuji is going to start showing off!"

"Pretending?" This word confused Zhao Min next to her, but the next moment, she caught the key words in Xiao Yao's mouth:

"Xiao Yao, you said he is Zhang Wuji?!"

That is this moment.

Xiao Yao suddenly felt a bad premonition.

Then, a gust of wind came.

The bushes in front of Xiao Yao and Zhao Min were blown away!

If it's an ordinary wind blowing, that's it.

However, on the top of this light, everything was calm, except for this bush that was baptized by the strong wind.

Elder Xuan Ming's brows instantly wrinkled.

Luzhangke said directly in a deep voice:

"No, someone wants to expose our whereabouts!"

“Princess Princess, let’s retreat quickly!!”

However, at this time, the reaction was already over.

I saw a group of martial arts masters on the platform below, frowning for an instant, staring at this place with lightning eyes.

Later, Shaolin Abbot Kong heard the abbot's voice, which shook the mountains and forests:

"I don't know why Fang Xiaoxiao is peeping in the dark, which is unworthy of the martial arts hero!"

"not good!"

Zhao Min and everyone secretly said something bad at the same time.

Xiao Yao's brows wrinkled.

But he did look back in one direction momentarily.

Just in time to see a fluttering fairy dress disappear.

Xiao Yao looked weird and shook his head, feeling helpless:

"This Lianxing..."

What should we do now?

Xiao Yao and Zhao Min looked at each other.

Zhao Min looked at the two elders Xuanming, Kutoutuo, and Yuchifeng who had saved his life and said:

"In that case, let's show up!"

Zhao Min did not expect such a change to happen.

If I had known what was happening now, I might not have come over to take a peek.

It's over, what can I do?

Xiao Yao also sighed silently.

After all, looking at the current plot direction, it is very different from the original work!

However, Yihua Palace has already fucking appeared, what else is there to say?

Therefore, under the leadership of Zhao Min.

Everyone jumped lightly and landed on the platform below.

Of course, Zayadu must be the one who is late!

Because he really can’t keep up!

But as soon as these people landed, everyone in the Emei Sect was stunned.

Zhou Zhiruo, in particular, looked at Xiao Yao with a very complicated expression, and there was even a hint of affection.

The affection in this gaze was deeper than before.

It seems to be because Jingxuan told her a few days ago that "you have to strive for happiness by yourself"?

Regardless of her.

Anyway, Ding Minjun, whose lips were still a little white at this time, had already spoken in surprise:

"Are you the villains of the Ming Cult's Fiery Flag?!"

Mingjiao fire flag? !

The master disciples of the six sects and Mingjiao were all shocked.

The seven masters of the Ming Cult and the White-browed Eagle King were looking at Zhao Min and everyone with deep eyes.

Yang Xiao, the messenger of Guangming Zuo, frowned and asked loudly:

"Are you all members of my Ming Cult? Why have I, Yang Xiao, never seen you?!"

Although he said this, his eyes stayed on Kudu Tuo wearing a mask.

"hiss--"

He took a slight breath and whispered to himself:

"Why does this person's figure feel familiar?"

You must be familiar with that, that is the good brother you get along with day and night, Fan Yao, the Right Messenger of Light!