Sincere Heart in Jianghu

That feeling was as if he was flying in the sky. The sweet and sweet liquid flowed into Yang Ming's mouth, and that taste was extremely sweet. Yang Ming's unique male scent also made him as happy as if he was riding on clouds.

The two of them parted their lips, causing Zhao Ling’er to hide her body in Yang Ming's embrace, not daring to raise her head for a long time, not daring to say a single word.

Seeing that there was an occasional star appearing in the sky, hearing the whistling of the wind in the mountains, and occasionally the sounds of birds and beasts, the two stayed close to each other, quietly listening to each other's heartbeats.

Zhao Ling’er shook his head, "No one is as important to me as you are to me. Big brother Yang, no matter what happens in the future, you cannot abandon me, okay?"

Yang Ming lightly patted Zhao Ling’er's cheek, "Why do you say that?"

Zhao Ling’er said: "Big brother Yang is different from ordinary people, in the future he will definitely do something that will shake the world, I don't know what will happen then, but sometimes I really wish that you were just an ordinary person, to accompany me to watch the sunrise, to eat together, that you would be satisfied."

Yang Ming hugged Zhao Ling’er tightly, "It's a little cold, let's go back, okay?"

Zhao Ling’er nodded his head, "I will take care of myself, you guys are leaving before dawn tomorrow, rest early!"

After the two of them returned, Zhao Ling’er reluctantly said goodbye to Yang Ming and went back to his own room. Zhao Ling’er was worried that he would not be able to get up, and that he would not be able to send Yang Ming off, so he sat by himself under the window, sleepless night.

After all the disciples had finished packing up, they came to ask for Yang Ming. Yang Ming realized that Zhao Ling’er had already gotten up and was waiting for him outside.

"Silly girl, why bother? Your body is already a little weak, not sleeping at all like this is not good for you! ", Yang Ming felt both love and anger for Zhao Ling’er.

Zhao Ling’er shook his head, "If you want to leave, then I can't bear to.

Yang Ming ordered his disciple to wait for him at the bottom of the mountain. After bidding farewell to Zhao Ling’er, he packed his luggage and gathered with the disciples at the bottom of the mountain.

Zhao Ling’er watched Yang Ming's back and couldn't help but tear up. The two's relationship had progressed smoothly and it was just when they were reluctant to part with each other, and their lover was about to go on a long journey again.

It was the same in Yang Ming's heart. This Zhao Ling’er was beautiful, considerate, and kind, he felt more attached to her.

The sky gradually became bright, and Yang Ming and the rest sped up their journey, going towards the river region.

Zhao Ling’er also returned to his residence. After going to bed, he still could not fall asleep for a long time, but this time, he felt much more at ease. After all, he was currently in Qingcheng.

Unknowingly, Zhao Ling’er slowly fell asleep. This time, his sleep was extremely sweet.

Furthermore, Yang Ming had led the disciples all the way, and did not dare to tarry along the way, so they travelled through the starry sky at once, wishing that they could rush to the Jiang and Zhejiang disaster area immediately.

There were dozens of people accompanying Yang Ming, and there were about a dozen large and small vehicles, with the word "Yang" written on them. On the way, no one dared to cause trouble.

Yang Ming kept on patrolling from the front to back of the carriage to guard against unexpected accidents, and these disciples were all outstanding people in Qingcheng. Generally, the people from the martial arts world were far from their opponents, so Yang Ming was at ease.

Yang Ming and the rest of the disciples heaved a sigh of relief as they found a quiet place to rest. In this period of time, the disciples had been working extremely hard.

Yang Ming looked around at his surroundings. Although this place was small, it was still a little steep, and there was an open field at the bottom of the mountain slope to the north. On the south, there were some forests, and if a few strong warriors were hidden inside, it would be hard to find them outside.

Yang Ming couldn't help but be on his guard. Those Jiang Hu rascals would often use something like incense or Meng Han medicine to captivate a person and then give them charity to rob them.

A few people slowly walked over. Yang Ming looked carefully, and although they looked dirty, their eyes were sharp, and he could not help but become cautious.

After those people walked over, they immediately kneeled down, "Great sir, we've encountered a flood here once every hundred years, so we don't have anything to eat or anywhere else. Please give us some silver taels!"

Yang Ming got someone to give them some silver and told them to leave quickly. The few of them accepted the silver taels but were still unwilling to leave. After that, they sneakily glanced around.

Perhaps it was because they had clearly observed the situation, but they continued to thank him and continued to spar as they left.

Yang Ming felt that these few people must have some sort of conspiracy, and warned the brothers in the sect to be on their guard.

After resting for the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Yang Ming ordered the disciples to set out. This time, the disciples walked relatively slowly, paying attention to their surroundings.

There was a small mountain in front of them, and there were a lot of trees in the mountain. After crossing that mountain, they would arrive at their destination on a flat land. It would only take them two days of travel to reach the mountain.

Yang Ming instructed everyone to be careful, there might be an ambush in the mountain. The mountain was extremely peaceful, and only the sounds of birds and beasts could be heard from time to time. The sound was very crisp and clear, and the surroundings were originally very quiet.

All of a sudden, the car in front stopped, and the disciple reported that there were some hidden spikes on the ground. Some of the disciples even had light wounds on their feet, and many of their wheels had been punctured.

could not help but feel a little angry in his heart. These people should know that the vehicles that had arrived recently were mostly to transport materials for the disaster, wouldn't they be a little heartless if they did that?

It seemed like they had planned this for a long time. Yang Ming went to check the situation and realised that they were mostly mud, and the soil was loose. There should be many traps in front.

Yang Ming shouted: "Disciples, listen up, and be careful along the way. Form a team in front to clear the way, and the people at the back will slowly advance."

After the disciples received their orders, Yang Ming jumped into the hole and saved all the vehicles and disciples one by one. He got people to bandage the injured disciples up properly, changed their tires and started his journey again.

This time, they moved very slowly. The disciples in front of them were very careful and found a lot of spikes and traps. After they were cleared one by one, the people behind them moved forward.