Zongwu: Invincible from Huang Rong

When Miejue just caught a glimpse of a faint smile on Su Yun's face, Su Yun's voice rang in the ears of several people:

"This girl is good."

bass!

Snapped!

Song Yuanqiao stopped instantly, willing to risk getting injured, and turned the sword in his hand towards the ground. The tip of the sword shattered a stone, and the sword energy sank into the ground, leaving a sword mark full of spider-web-like cracks.

Although his face was red due to the circulation of blood, it was also somewhat due to shame and anger - with Su Yun's eyesight and hearing, he should have heard what was said between him and Master Miejue long ago, but he didn't say anything earlier or later, and had to give the order at the critical moment.

It's just a test to see if I am obedient!

If he used the excuse that the sword's power was difficult to turn back and killed the little girl, Su Yun might not say anything now, but all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Looking at the eye-catching bright red spot between the girl's eyebrows, Song Yuanqiao felt a nameless anger surging in his heart, but thinking of Su Yun's strength, he had to suppress the anger.

His face was as if a dye shop had been overturned, changing from blue to black, red to white. Regardless of the fact that his right hand, which was already cracked at the base of the thumb, was still trembling, he forced himself to raise his hand and said to Nun Miejue:

"Master, the commander of the Jinyiwei, Lord Su, is interested in this girl. Please hand her over to me, Master."

There was no expression on Nun Miejue's face that revealed either joy or anger, but the slightly regretful look in her cold eyes revealed her inner emotions.

But her strong character made it extremely difficult for her to deal with people in the imperial court.

Therefore, Master Miejue gave Su Yun a perfunctory bow from a distance, and then asked her disciple Ji Xiaofu to escort the little girl over.

Arrived in front of Su Yun.

Both Ji Xiaofu and the little girl Zhao Min stared at Su Yun with curiosity, their eyes shining.

Su Yun's appearance is already outstanding, and due to his high position, he has an aura of majesty without even being angry, as well as a naturally perfect dignity. Any woman with normal aesthetic taste would definitely have a perfect first impression of him when she sees him.

This is the case with Ji Xiaofu.

With a red face, holding the scabbard, she bowed and said, "Emei sect disciple Ji Xiaofu greets Lord Commander Su of the Embroidered Uniform Guard." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's whimper, and she lowered her head slightly. Her pair of bright eyes were fixed on Su Yun's boots. Her heart was beating like a deer, and she blinked rapidly.

Su Yun looked up and down at the little witch Zhao Min who was about to be tied up like a dumpling. He just glanced at Ji Xiaofu's greeting and said perfunctorily, "Well, go back."

Naturally, Ji Xiaofu was allowed to go back alone, so Zhao Min was left alone in front of Su Yun, looking at this handsome man who looked more like a scholar than a man of the world with anxiety in her heart.

Zhao Min is only eleven or twelve years old now, but she exudes a sense of cleverness. Although she is wearing men's clothes, her red lips and white teeth, coupled with her aggrieved look, make her look really pitiful.

Su Yun's mind moved, and a stream of true energy was directed at the girl, unblocking her acupoints.

"I am Minmin Temur from the Golden Family of the Great Yuan Dynasty, a disciple of the fourth-level Celestial Mage Pangban of the Mage Palace. I pay my respects to Senior Celestial."

It's strange to say, when the Seven Heroes of Wudang talked about their backgrounds in front of Su Yun, Su Yun always felt that they were bullying others by taking advantage of their power, but when Zhao Min talked about it, he felt that this girl was quite smart and knew how to take advantage of the situation.

Double standards are nothing more than this.

In the end, Su Yun still followed his own lustful nature, nodded at Zhao Min, and said in a gentle voice: "So you are Princess Shao Min of the Yuan Dynasty. Was it you who planned the ambush at the mountain temple?"

South of the northern frontier, wars broke out in various countries, but on the surface they all respected the Great Zhou Dynasty as their unified nation; outside the northern frontier, thousands of tribes on the grasslands all supported the Great Yuan Dynasty as their leader and respected the Golden Family.

Therefore, officially speaking, there is nothing wrong with Su Yun calling Zhao Min "Princess Shaomin" (title).

But Zhao Min knew that she was a captive now, so she dared not let the handsome man in front of her call her that. She decisively lowered her posture and said, "Senior, you are so embarrassed to say that. If you don't mind, you can just call me Minmin like my master.

Minmin came here to see the vastness of the Central Plains, and came with the envoys. She admired the culture of the Central Plains, so she went ahead with her guards. But I didn't expect that my two guards would harbor evil intentions, leaving me alone and attacking the Wudang team without authorization. They really deserved to die!"

Zhao Min's face was very pitiful when she spoke, and her voice was even more gentle and beautiful, delicate and weak. What was particularly rare was that this girl cried as soon as she said she would cry, and her little pearls fell down, which made Song Yuanqiao, who rushed over, a little suspicious. Could it be that Master Miejue had misunderstood...

Zhao Min is a smart girl who knows how to use her age to her advantage. Who would have thought that a raid involving several celestial beings, several grand masters, and seven or eight forces (Li Hanyi, Kankan) would be led by such a seemingly harmless girl.

Su Yun's expression was half-smile, and he took what the little girl said as the truth. He raised his hand and pinched her delicate face, pretending to wipe away tears, and said in an inexplicable tone: "In that case, then follow me. If you let a little girl walk alone in the Central Plains, you might be eaten by wolves and tigers in the mountains one day."

Zhao Min felt the warmth of Su Yun's fingers, and her face immediately turned red all the way to her neck. She looked shy, and agreed happily, with her eyebrows curved like crescents, full of joy.

Li Hanyi is a straightforward person. When he saw Zhao Min, he thought she was the little girl sitting in the main seat. However, Su Yun was "tricked" by her sweet words and subconsciously wanted to step forward and expose her.

But he was pulled by the corner of his clothes by Kankan and taken a few steps back.

Li Hanyi frowned and looked at Kankan, his clear and stupid eyes seemed to say "Why are you pulling me?"

In her heart, Qianqian complained about Li Hanyi's inappropriate behavior, but she still said with a smile, "Sister Hanyi, are you going to expose that little girl?"

"Of course." Li Hanyi's face was full of as-it-should-be, and he said in an unquestionable tone: "This little girl is very clever. She was clearly the one who disguised herself as a man and led the whole thing. But just now, she got herself out of it with just a few words. She is quite scheming."

As he spoke, Li Hanyi looked at Qianqian with a hint of confusion on his face, "From the look on your face, you don't want me to expose her?"

Kankan secretly complained in her heart that Zhao Min's words were full of loopholes and were pure deception. Even a fool could tell that something was wrong, so how could Su Yun possibly believe it?

What really matters is her identity!

You know, even the bloodline of the Golden Family of the Yuan Dynasty cannot necessarily mobilize two grand masters who can fight against gods together as guards like Zhao Min.

Moreover, considering Zhao Min's age, she already had a title, which was enough to show her status in the eyes of Yuan Emperor Kublai Khan.

In addition, since she is so young and yet can become a disciple of the fourth-rank celestial magician Pang Ban, Kanan is confident that the little girl in front of her is the contemporary Bai Lu of the Golden Family!

Qianqian gathered her thoughts and told Li Hanyi her speculation. Seeing the confusion on her face, she explained:

"The grassland tribes believe in totems. The blood of the Golden Family is deeply loved by the Eternal Heaven. There is a chance that someone with a totem spirit will be born. For example, Temujin, the Gray Wolf, was a totem wolf."

"In addition, there are also the Totem White Deer, Totem Eagle, and other Totem Spirit owners who have appeared before. The owners of each generation are the leaders of the Golden Family."

"So he wants to keep the leader of this generation by his side?" Li Hanyi nodded, not quite understanding.

No, he simply fell in love with her... Qianqian was extremely confident in her judgment, but she still nodded and agreed with Li Hanyi, saying: "So in this case, there is no need to dwell on the previous raid. After all, she has a legitimate official identity. If there is not enough evidence, it is better not to make trouble."

"trouble."

Li Hanyi muttered, not talking about Xianxian, but complaining about how there were so many twists and turns in their interactions after just one meeting.

Unable to accept this, she took her iron horse and Binghe and ran to practice swordplay.

Although Song Yuanqiao had some complaints in his heart about Su Yun leaving Zhao Min in the carriage, he did not dare to show it at all.

It’s just that the contact with Emei Sect has not been as frequent.

Putting aside other things, just think about Zhao Min's identity as the disciple of the magic master Pang Ban. If she really died under Song Yuanqiao's sword, it would definitely become a reason for the magic master Pang Ban to come and fight Zhang Sanfeng.

Don’t say that Zhao Min was wrong first. When did people in the martial arts world start to discuss right and wrong?

Therefore, Song Yuanqiao's attitude towards the Emei Sect has changed from being attentive at the beginning to being impartial now.

This also caused dissatisfaction among Yin Liting. It was because his senior brother was now very strict that he didn't even have the chance to meet his fiancée.

But Su Yun doesn't care about Wudang affairs.

He only has Zhao Min in his eyes now.

"Are you really the disciple of the magic master Pang Ban?"

Su Yun's expression was strange and his tone was full of confusion.

Looking at Zhao Min, who was stripped naked and curled up in the corner with her arms around her knees, he couldn't resist his curiosity when his eyes swept over her white and plump vagina.

He had just felt Zhao Min's bones very seriously, and was extremely sure that although Zhao Min had indeed practiced the magic skills, her talent was hard to describe.

Well, the tendons and veins are weak, and the speed of the exercise is so slow that even an old lady passing by can call her an expert;

But to be honest, the output of his internal force is proportional to time, and the quality is surprisingly high.

This strange situation suppressed Su Yun's desires.

Zhao Min looked at the beast in human clothing and the scum in front of her with shame and anger. God knows how many words she cursed Su Yun in her heart.

But now I am at the mercy of others. I dare not resist at all and I have to find other ways to please them.

She was seen curled up in fear, but that posture exposed all the parts that should not be exposed.

The voice said timidly: "Of course I am the master's disciple!"

"But with your talent, tsk, I have a technique that can help you train your tendons, but I need your cooperation in the guidance."

Su Yun put aside his curiosity and directly pointed at the Yijinjiangu chapter...

Chapter 101: Sting enforcement, big mistake!

The Emei Sect was the first to join.

Assistance also came from other forces such as Kunlun, Kongtong, Songshan School, Tieqi Sect, Twelve Flying Eagles Gang, Dian Cang, etc.

Once there are more of these so-called "upright" masters, there will always be people who want to cause trouble.

"The grudges in the martial arts world are all in the martial arts world. In my opinion, there is no need to bother the people in the court with the affairs of the martial arts world, right?"

Only one person came from Kunlun Sect, He Zudao, who was known as one of the Three Saints of Kunlun. This old guy was older than Zhang Sanfeng, and in terms of talent, he was not necessarily weaker than Zhang Sanfeng.

Unfortunately, he was so absorbed in playing the musical instrument and chess that as for martial arts, as he put it, he only practiced them “enough”.

He Zudao's voice carried the vicissitudes of life that are unique to an old man, but there was also a sense of strength in it.

The group was discussing in an inn. They were all leaders of various factions. The room was not big, so only those who had a say could sit on chairs in a circle around a table. The rest of the people were standing or leaning in a circle.

There were only five people sitting there.

Directly opposite the door is He Zudao, one of the Three Saints of Kunlun who had just spoken.

From left to right they are Dugu Yihe, the master of both swordsmanship and martial arts of the Emei Sect, Tie Zhongtang of the Iron Flag Sect, the Eagle King of the Twelve Flying Eagles Gang, and Wuhua of the Shaolin Temple!

“Hmph, you are only going to celebrate Master Zhang’s birthday. Don’t forget that he is a celestial being. If you really anger him, you will have to consider whether your Kunlun Sect’s people are strong enough to kill him!” The Eagle King is the latest rising force in the North. His Twelve Flying Eagles Hall has been fighting back and forth with underground organizations such as the Money Gang, Tongwenguan, and Dark River. It is said that he has the support of the Azure Dragon Society.

In addition, the Eagle King himself is also an old-fashioned new celestial being, and there is naturally a bit of arrogance in his words.

After expressing his opinion, the Eagle King glanced at Wuhua beside him, frowning his overbearing thick eyebrows, and said in a stern tone: "Didn't the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple sign a contract with this Su Tianren, and stay in the temple for 20 years? How come there is still a bald donkey under the banner of Shaolin?"

Wuhua was indeed a "highly accomplished" monk. Even when he was pointed at and scolded, he still had a gentle smile on his face, without a trace of displeasure. He raised his right palm with a string of Buddhist beads hanging from the tiger's mouth, and said in a calm tone: "Although Master Su signed a contract to seal the Shaolin Temple, Master Su also promised that those of us monks who were not in the Shaolin Temple at the time were not included in this contract."

In fact, all the monks of Shaolin Temple have changed their appearance and become Jinyiwei under Su Yun. Songshan Shaolin Temple has also secretly mobilized personnel to go south to Putian Shaolin Temple to register.

The so-called contract.

It is just a statement made by Shaolin Temple. Those who really believe that Shaolin Temple will be closed are really stupid.

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Although Wuhua did not express his opinion, the three words "Lord Su" were enough to tell everyone present his attitude.

Dugu Yihe was no longer resting his eyes at this time. He was turning the teacup on the table in front of him with his left hand, with a serious face. But when he was about to speak.

The extinction behind said first:

"Public is public, private is private, everyone present is a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, even if he, Su Yun, is the commander-in-chief of the Jinyiwei, he cannot kill innocent people at will.

Moreover, if you are soft-hearted and really go along with the court's lackeys, when you arrive at Wudang Mountain, think about what people in the martial arts world will say about us? Will they suspect that we have surrendered to the court and become its lackeys? "

Nun Miejue's words made the faces of those present change slightly, and the others began to think about the possibilities in Nun Miejue's words.

Only Dugu Yihe's face turned pale in an instant. He clenched the teacup in his left hand. The slightly tilted teacup reflected Miejue's cold expression.

I am the leader of Emei!

Dugu Yihe roared in his heart and put the teacup in his hand down heavily. Although he wanted to teach Miejue a lesson, now was definitely not a good time.

At the very least, the internal conflicts within Emei cannot be exposed to the outside world.

This is also the reason why Miejue dared to speak freely. She, a barefoot person, is really not afraid of those who wear shoes!

The Eagle King stroked his beard with his thumb, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, apparently considering extermination. But in fact, his sharp eyes, like those of an eagle, had already memorized all the people present.

Tie Zhongtang, who had been silent for a long time, asked: "The opponent's strength is that of a fourth-level celestial being. Daqimen cannot afford to provoke him. What's more, he is only escorting the five heroes of Wudang back to the mountain. It is legitimate and Wudang has not said anything. Daqimen will not interfere." After saying that, Tie Zhongtang got up and left the room.

Tie Zhongtang did not hesitate at all. He found the room of the Wudang people, handed the gift to Song Yuanqiao, and told him about the situation here. He used the excuse that there was something going on within the sect and took the gift directly.

The seat he left in the room was taken by Zuo Lengchan from the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Tie Zhongtang's departure did not affect the enthusiasm of the people present at all. They all knew that this time when they went to Wudang Mountain, they would face Zhang Zhenren, a veteran celestial being who might even be close to breaking the void. Before that, they must have a stable plan.

The so-called expulsion of Su Yun was just a test to see if everyone had the courage to go against a fourth-level celestial being.

As expected, the Iron Flag Gate, known for its majestic appearance, ran away.

When no one had withdrawn, He Zudao opened his eyes and said, "Whether it is Zhang Sanfeng or Su Yun, they are at the fourth level of heaven and cannot fully exert their strength. Moreover, they are not alone, so we can use our strength to suppress them, but we must not overdo it, otherwise if they start to kill us, we may not be able to resist."

"Actually, this may not be the case. If we also have a master of the same level who can intimidate them, things will be much simpler." Zuo Lengchan, who had not even sat down yet, had a concave face and a strange expression on his face. Without waiting for anyone to ask, he exposed his trump card first: "Everyone, we are not the only ones who want to get the Dragon Slaying Sword. Those imperial forces are much more eager than us. Why don't we use them to contain Su Yun and Zhang Sanfeng? Anyway, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu only know the clues to the Dragon Slaying Sword. Why should we fight to the death for the clues!"

"That's right, let's join hands to get the clues first. Whoever can grab the Dragon Slaying Sword first and keep it in his hands depends entirely on personal fate!" The Eagle King also seconded the proposal.

There was a flash of cold light in Dugu Yihe's eyes. At the same time, when Master Miejue opened her mouth, the knife intent and sword intent in her body burst out. A stream of green tea in the teacup in his hand was like a knife or a sword, and instantly pierced into Miejue's mouth.

"Ugh!" Miejue's face suddenly turned red and he made a disgusting retching sound. His mouth was full of the taste of rust and bright red blood flowed out from between the fingers of his hand.

Dugu Yihe: This old nun is really looking for death time and time again!