Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 144 Hmmm Woohoo and Meow Meow Haha

The master of the sword here, nicknamed Little King of Hell in the martial arts world, is ranked fourth among the sword masters in the martial arts world. Mu Lier has such strength at the age of only 26. It is a foregone conclusion that she will reach the realm of martial arts champion in the future.

It is completely reasonable for Zhao Wumian to call her Master in terms of strength... In other words, if Zhao Wumian really wants to fight with Mu Lier now, he will probably only have a chance of winning in the "Jockey Despises Ancestors".

The artistic conception of her sword and saber are completely different, one is domineering and fierce, the other is light and elegant. Everyone present could only see the flashing of swords and sabers, but could not even see the weapons in her hands.

Zhenren Gui Shou's indifferent expression condensed slightly. Without time to look back, the long sword in his hand slowly swept backwards. The speed was not fast, but it just happened to be at the center where the sword and the Wuhen Knife crossed each other. At the same time, he continued to slap Zhao Wumian with one palm.

However, it is not difficult for Master Gui Shou to do two things at once.

clang--

The loud explosion spread in all directions, and boundless snow fog rose up in an instant.

However, this sword was unable to deflect all the force as it had just done to block Zhao Wumian. Instead, it continued to emit sparks, and the arm of Gui Shou Zhenren holding the sword was trembling slightly.

At this moment, Zhao Wumian still maintained the side-kicking posture, pointing one finger at the palm that was coming from Gui Shou Zhenren, and then his robe bulged instantly, and the internal force suddenly attacked Zhao Wumian, causing the blood in his body to surge, and his body suddenly fell backwards uncontrollably.

Su Qingqi's pretty face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth, ready to raise her sword to chop off the stinky bull nose. But looking to the side, she saw that it was obviously difficult for Master Xuan Cang to block the two Dharma protectors of Benwo Hall by herself. While fighting, the two Dharma protectors would occasionally glance in the direction of Su Qingqi and Luo Xiangzhu with their peripheral vision, and it was obvious that they recognized the identities of the two women.

He was probably planning to capture the two women... Su Qingqi had to take a deep breath and be alert at all times, knowing that the enemy in the field was definitely not just Gui Shou Zhenren.

Although Zhao Wumian felt uncomfortable, the gap in strength between him and Gui Shou Zhenren was not so big as to crush him. Therefore, after Zhao Wumian pointed his finger, his center of gravity was slightly unstable and his body swayed slightly. Just as he was about to release the force, he heard a "click" and Mu Lier took advantage of the gap created by Zhao Wumian's attack and broke through Gui Shou Zhenren's long sword in the blink of an eye. The sword came out and nine swords and nine knives were used in the blink of an eye.

Taoist Gui Shou's expression changed slightly. He had no time to release the force, so he could only forcibly absorb the force of Zhao Wumian's finger, and then he retreated backwards to dodge. However, under the flash of swords and sabers, several bloodstains appeared on his Taoist robe.

Master Gui Shou thought to himself that he had not been injured for more than three years, but today he saw blood when he was just dealing with two juniors. It was true that every generation in the martial arts world has its own strengths.

Mu Lier succeeded in her attack, then threw the Wuhen Knife to the side and continued to swing her sword in pursuit.

Zhao Wumian was slapped away and almost spit out blood. He knew that Master Guishou was a formidable enemy among all enemies and he must not be careless. He immediately hooked his five fingers and dug a three-meter-long trench on the snow to stop his body.

Then he slightly turned his body, and saw a flash of knife light, and the Wuhen Knife was inserted into his side, penetrating into the snow to the root, up to the handle. He grabbed the Wuhen Knife with his backhand.

"drink!"

A white line suddenly lit up in the snow curtain, and the next moment the blade of the horizontal sword followed closely behind Mu Li'er's sword light and went towards the neck of Master Gui Shou at an incredibly fast speed.

Gui Shou Zhenren's robe was stained with blood, but his expression was still indifferent. In the sword light, he once again perfectly blocked Mu Li'er's long sword, and then swung his other hand suddenly, and the tattered white robe on his body immediately turned into pieces. The long sleeves of the wide robe entangled the Wuhen Knife, and then he used the method of "using softness to overcome hardness" to pull Zhao Wumian's long sword towards Mu Li'er.

Mu Lier's mature and beautiful face changed immediately. If she didn't withdraw her attack, Zhao Wumian would be injured by her. Once she withdrew her sword, Zhao Wumian would be pierced by Gui Shou Zhenren's sword. How could a master hurt his disciple in this world?

She immediately rushed forward, and her sword skidded on Gui Shou Zhenren's long sword, leaving several sparks, and then she used the sword guard to forcefully press the sword down.

So Zhao Wumian changed from smashing at the 'long sword' to smashing at 'her'.

boom!
The two men fell uncontrollably to the ground. Zhao Wumian felt his face was extremely soft, obviously he touched a place that he shouldn't have touched. But he had no time to care about such things in the life-and-death fight. He had no way against Gui Shou Zhenren's Tai Chi, but he was by no means a mediocre person. As his body fell to the side, his long boots suddenly kicked the hilt of the Wuhen Knife.

call out----

Under the force, the Wuhen Sword instantly broke through the restriction of the sleeve and shot forward with a sharp scream. However, Master Guishou blocked the long sword with one sword and locked the horizontal sword with one sleeve. At this moment, the door was wide open and he had no choice but to drop the sword and put away his hands, lightly slapping the side of the horizontal sword with one palm.

The Wuhen Sword flew uncontrollably to the side and stabbed into the wooden wall of a nearby house.

Although Mu Lier felt the ball felt strange, her movements were not slow at all. At the same time when Master Guishou dropped his sword, she suddenly stretched out her sword and pierced into Master Guishou's shoulder at a tricky angle.

Pfft————

The strike was successful, but the next moment Mu Lier was knocked off balance by Zhao Wumian, and the two rolled on the snow. The sword also left as soon as it touched, leaving a bloody hole on Gui Shou Zhenren's shoulder.

At this moment, Li Baoshan, who was kicked away by Zhao Wumian, just crashed into a house.

The blood soon dyed Gui Shou Zhenren's dark purple Taoist robe red, but his expression did not change at all, still indifferent. He shot out and used a move of "Tai Chi Cloud Hands" to hit Zhao Wumian in the back before he could stand up.

Zhao Wumian was pressing on Mu Lier. If he took the blow head-on, Mu Lier would suffer internal injuries.

He immediately slapped the snow with his palm, and his body bounced up, as if to meet the palm of Gui Shou Zhenren. Then he turned sideways in the air and pointed out again.

Mu Lier was lying on her back on the snow, with lemurs lying on the ground behind her. Seeing this, her beautiful eyes were slightly stunned.

Zhao Wumian did this so as not to hurt her after the palm-finger clash between him and Master Guishou.

How can a disciple protect his master?

A thought flashed through Mu Lier's mind, and the situation on the field changed rapidly.

The Yunshu Finger combines two superior martial arts, and is definitely not inferior to the Tai Chi Cloud Hands. However, the "intention" of Tai Chi is far superior to Zhao Wumian, who has practiced martial arts for less than a month.

Therefore, there was no sound when the fingers and palms touched each other. Instead, as soon as Gui Shou Zhenren's palm touched Zhao Wumian's fingertips, it slid down along Zhao Wumian's forearm like a willow in the wind, and was about to hit his heart... He had no intention of confronting Zhao Wumian head-on at all.

As the junior brother of the contemporary Wugong Mountain Master, Master Guishou's understanding of soft power far exceeds that of ordinary people. Although this palm seems light, if Zhao Wumian's heart meridian is hit by it, he will surely die.

Obviously, Zhao Wumian's difficulty was too great for Gui Shou Zhenren to hold back.

Fortunately, Zhao Wumian had exchanged a few moves with him and had already seen through his fighting strategy. He was mentally prepared and after pointing out with one finger, he turned his finger into a claw and suddenly clamped Gui Shou Zhenren's forearm. The force was so great that five bruises instantly appeared on the skin of Gui Shou Zhenren's forearm under his Taoist robe. His five fingers had even embedded into his flesh and blood, about to touch the bone.

Finger techniques and claw techniques have the same goal. The strength of Zhao Wumian's fingertips is enough to crush a human forearm, not to mention a hard stone.

Even though Master Gui Shou was proficient in the art of cutting, he could not cut away the finger techniques that had penetrated deep into the flesh.

If Master Guishou did not change his strategy, he would surely end up with one arm crippled.

Is Zhao Wumian's life worth exchanging his arm for?

It's worth it! Guishou Zhenren has his own blood and will never hesitate.

But Zhao Wumian did not fight alone. Mu Lier was below him. When she saw Master Guishou about to slap Zhao Wumian's heart, her pretty face turned cold. Due to the distance, it was difficult for her to block the move for Zhao Wumian. She could only turn around and slap Zhao Wumian on the shoulder, pushing him aside.

He continued to hit but failed to hit the target. Seeing this, Master Gui Shou had no choice but to stop and hit Zhao Wumian's wrist with his other palm.

Pfft————

Zhao Wumian hooked his five fingers and pulled back in time to avoid the palm, which left five shocking blood streaks on Gui Shou Zhenren's forearm. His white bones could be vaguely seen through his Taoist robe, but fortunately, only the skin and flesh were injured. He would recover in a month or so, but it was obviously difficult for him to exert any strength at this moment.

Plop————

At the same time when Zhao Wumian was slapped away by Mu Li'er, Master Gui Shou suddenly raised one foot, and his wide Taoist robe blocked his legs. As a result, Zhao Wumian only saw the Taoist robe bulge, and his lower abdomen suddenly felt stuffy. He rolled several feet on the snow, then bounced up like flowing water, and retreated three steps before he relaxed, but he spit out a mouthful of blood.

After just a few moves, Master Gui Shou had one arm broken and Zhao Wumian suffered internal injuries, both of them were injured.

Master Gui Shou's forearm was injured, but his expression remained calm. Seeing Zhao Wumian being knocked away, he lightly hooked his feet on the ground, and used the long sword that fell on the snow to chop straight at Mu Lier who was still lying on the snow.

Mu Lier's beautiful eyes were extremely cold, she blocked with her sword, and sparks flew.

Zhao Wumian flew to a house, drew out his Wuhen Sword, and was about to go to provide support when he saw something unusual happening on the scene.

As the top master of Xiao Xitian, Master Xuan Cang’s strength is definitely not bad, but how can the two guardians of Benwo Hall be ordinary warriors?
Therefore, under the combined attack, Master Xuan Cang was ultimately defeated.

Mo Tiaoyuan held a spear in his hand, and smashed the spear barrel into Master Xuan Cang's lower abdomen, knocking her away. He then flew up and was about to give chase.

The other guardian, Ge Handong, who was known as the Little Boxer, bared his teeth and claws, and pounced on Su Qingqi and Luo Xiangzhu, shouting:
"Master! The secret report is correct! Don't be distracted! Come quickly!"

The effect of his voice on the inner breath was so strong that it could almost be heard within a ten-mile radius.

"Your mother!" Although Zhao Wumian did not recognize Ge Handong, he was immediately furious when he saw this guy dare to attack Su Qingqi and Luo Xiangzhu. He glanced at Mu Lier and saw that Mu Lier was fighting with Gui Shou Zhenren, who had one arm crippled, with a sword and was even slightly better. He immediately cursed and flew towards Ge Handong.

The knife was attacked in anger and its speed was terrifying.

But Ge Handong was just feinting, his real attack was for Zhao Wumian.

Therefore, his body suddenly stopped, and he stepped heavily on the snow, forcibly changed direction, and in the blink of an eye he stood in front of Zhao Wumian. He was very fast, and a cannon punch came from the gap of the horizontal sword and swung directly at Zhao Wumian's lower abdomen.

Zhao Wumian's eyes narrowed. Everyone present was a master and had their own plans. Therefore, he did not let his anger overwhelm his reason and was on guard. He immediately pointed out with one finger, ready to fight with this 'little boxing leader'.

Ge Handong sneered in his heart, but saw that there was a poison needle hidden between his fists.

This needle is called Shizang Yanluo. It sounds like a good name, but the needle is coated with an extremely powerful aphrodisiac... It is normal for Honwodo to carry aphrodisiacs with him, but it is not for picking flowers. Aphrodisiacs are not poisons. If a warrior is hit, ordinary detoxification pills will be useless. However, if a warrior is hit by an aphrodisiac, his qi and blood will rush, and he will be unconscious, so there will definitely be flaws.

Therefore, Ge Handong used the aphrodisiac as a debuff for the enemy. He won countless life-and-death battles using this needle.

As long as Zhao Wumian takes the aphrodisiac, his moves will definitely be changed. Everyone present is a top master, so it can be said that defeating Zhao Wumian is a foregone conclusion.

The reason why Honwotang came to Qinfeng Village this time was very clear, it was for Naraku Hongsi.

The secret report once said that Zhao Wumian was the key, but they didn't quite believe it, thinking, could this guy be better than Xu Ran?
But after a few days, what he did in the capital had already spread throughout the world, and only then did Benwotang suddenly realize what had happened.

This is the Dragon Guardian. Although I don't know why the outside world is spreading the rumor that Zhao Wumian also had the identity of "Traitor of Huanzhen Pavilion", I don't care about these details. It will not be wrong to capture him first.

Let's just believe the secret report for now. If not, why would Gui Shou Zhenren, Chen Chengyu and others come to Qinfeng Village?

But in fact, they didn't know where the secret report came from.

I guess that person wants to kill someone with someone else's knife... But so what? Zhao Wumian can bring great benefits to Benwo Hall, so the head of Benwo Hall came to this desolate land in person. With the head of Benwo Hall, a martial arts master, here, no matter what the intention of the comer is, he can break it!

There is nothing wrong with this logic, but the premise is that the person who informed them was not Wu Kui.

call----

Just like a breeze blowing by, suddenly, a slender figure in a black robe appeared beside Zhao Wumian and Ge Handong. No one knew when she appeared, as if she had always been there.

Ge Handong had no time to react. With a 'bang', he was inexplicably thrown backwards. His body broke through the snow curtain, making a 'whoosh' sound, and smashed three houses along the way before he finally stopped.

When Zhao Wumian swung his arm, a slender, white hand climbed up. It looked fragile and fragile, but it held Zhao Wumian tightly. No matter how hard Zhao Wumian tried, he could not break free.

When this person came out, she did not actively emit any aura, but everyone present suddenly stopped what they were doing and looked at her in disbelief.

Qinfeng Village, which was filled with swordplay just now, suddenly became dead silent.

Everyone can see that this person has connected the bridge between heaven and earth and has reached the level of Wu Kui. The evidence is that this man in black robe seems to have merged into one with heaven and earth. If one closes his eyes and relies solely on perception, one would not even notice that there is a person standing there.

This is the most intuitive external manifestation of the bridge connecting heaven and earth.

In the dead silence, Su Qingqi was the first to step forward, holding a three-foot-tall green peak, staring directly at the black-robed man who had inexplicably appeared here, and shouted angrily: "Let him go!!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the deadlock was broken instantly.

Chen Chengyu said in disbelief: "How could you have escaped the detection of the three martial arts masters outside the village and come here... You, you have been hiding in the village from the beginning!" As soon as these words came out, everyone's scalp tingled and they broke out in cold sweat.

Mu Lier didn't care about being frightened, and hurried over. Seeing that Zhao Wumian was held hostage by the black-robed man, she didn't dare to attack directly. She just looked at her coldly with the sword in her hand, and said in a very cold voice, "Let her go."

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly. Although he was being controlled, he was not panicked. After all, he could not see any hostility from this person towards him for the time being... Didn't he see that Ge Handong was directly slapped away by her, while he was just caught?
He was closest to the man in black robe and could see the face under the robe with just a side glance.

Well... she was wearing a pure white mask with some plum blossoms embroidered on it, which completely covered her face. But judging from her hands, it could be seen that this person should be a woman.

Women, the bridge between heaven and earth...

Zhao Wumian's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, could it be that he has been too high-profile recently and finally attracted that witch Xiao Yuanmu?

Facing the black-robed woman who might be his previous master, Zhao Wumian did not dare to act rashly.

The man in black robe did not speak, but glanced outside Qinfeng Village, where three martial arts masters were fighting each other loudly. Now that the man in black robe appeared in Qinfeng Village, the three of them sensed that there was another martial arts master here, and immediately rushed over.

Before anyone arrived, an angry shout from the head of the Benwo Hall could be heard.

"Damn it, we are fighting to the death outside the village, and there are bastards hiding in the village trying to take advantage of us!"

Zhao Wumian seemed to vaguely hear the woman who was suspected to be Xiao Yuanmu sneer softly, and then, at some point, a slender, white and tender hand appeared in front of Zhao Wumian's chest... It also belonged to the woman in black robe.

Then the scenery around Zhao Wumian's sight began to retreat rapidly, and was actually slapped away by this person.

From the corner of his eye, he could see that not only him, but everyone present was hit by her palm in the air and flew out at an extremely fast speed.

Zhao Wumian still received special treatment...at least he was personally pressed on the chest and sent flying.

"Chengyu!" The voice of the spear master seemed to be heard in my ears, and a black shadow flashed before my eyes.

Then, because Zhao Wumian flew backwards so fast, his brain seemed to be in a trance and crashed for a moment.

He only had time to wonder where this woman came from and why she slapped him away when they didn't agree.
When he connects the bridge between heaven and earth, even if this woman is Xiao Yuanmu, he will hang her up and beat her!

Crunch, crunch—plop!
The crisp sounds of heavy objects pressing down on branches rang out one after another, followed by a muffled sound, birds flying everywhere, and snowflakes flying.

Zhao Wumian pressed down many tree branches along the way, and finally fell heavily on the soft snow, making a big hole. Then the snow on the branches fell into the hole like a waterfall, burying most of Zhao Wumian's body.

He looked up at the sky which was approaching dusk with an expressionless face, and then glanced sideways at his body which was buried in the snow with an expressionless face, and then he muttered to himself with a sense of humor:

"I came to Qinfeng Village to understand the whole process... I don't mean crawling out of the snow again after being seriously injured... Fortunately, I didn't lose my memory this time."

Zhao Wumian first stretched one hand out from the snow, climbed up by scratching the snow surface, and felt his body.

My whole body ached, especially my lower abdomen, and I almost couldn't stand up...but these were the injuries left from the fight with Master Guishou.

The palm strike from the black-robed woman just now probably sent him flying for who knows how many miles, but he was not hurt at all. It was obvious that he was protected by her energy.

Zhao Wumian couldn't help but mutter to himself: "This kind of ability is the martial arts champion? He has cultivated immortality, right?"

Then Zhao Wumian thought that there were only a few people in the world with abilities like the woman in black robe, and he felt relieved.

These are the people who stand at the top of martial arts. Zhao Wumian is obviously still a long way from them at this moment.

However, before he flew out of Qinfeng Village, it could be seen that everyone was slapped out by her equally, including Mu Lier, Su Qingqi, Luo Xiangzhu and other women.

Zhao Wumian looked around with his sword in hand, and all around him was the same snowy forest as always.

Only a few frightened deer and birds hid in the dark, looking curiously at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian was anxious, and immediately used the method of transmitting sound into secrets in reverse, shouting to the sky: "Zhao Wumian is here!!!"

He didn't have time to search slowly at the moment. Even if he attracted Master Guishou, it would not matter. At least he could meet up with the girls first, especially Luo Xiangzhu.

She has no martial arts skills, so if she encounters a thief, she would be in great danger.

The voice could be heard from miles away, causing the snow on the trees to fall again. The birds and deer were frightened so much that they jumped up on the spot and ran away in a flash.

Not long after these words were spoken, a creaking sound was heard nearby.

Zhao Wumian looked quickly and saw Luo Xiangzhu appearing in the dense forest. She was walking quickly towards him, holding up her skirt.

Her dress was a little tattered, probably scratched by tree branches. Her delicate eyes were full of worry and fear. When she saw Zhao Wumian standing in the snow with a knife in his hand, her expression suddenly became overjoyed, but her eyes involuntarily turned red, and she staggered towards him.

Zhao Wumian also looked delighted and strode forward.

When he came closer, the mute princess even staggered and fell down.

Zhao Wumian bent down and hugged her according to the angle at which she fell. Now that she had a foothold, Luo Xiangzhu stood up with her legs firmly planted on the snow, but she held Zhao Wumian tightly with her two small hands, fearing that he would disappear if she let go.

Zhao Wumian casually threw the Wuhen Sword onto the snow to prevent it from hurting Luo Xiangzhu.

He gently patted Luo Xiangzhu's shoulders to comfort her, "Okay, okay, don't be afraid, I'm here, you don't have to be afraid of anyone."

Luo Xiangzhu's slender figure trembled slightly, and she was obviously extremely scared.

Suddenly she was slapped away, and when she came to her senses, she was in the vast winter forest. The sky was about to set, and there were many hungry beasts in the mountains. It was even possible that the ferocious enemies just now were nearby... How could she not be afraid?

So Zhao Wumian's voice was naturally like a life-saving straw. When Luo Xiangzhu saw him at this moment, she felt her eyes turn red and she inexplicably wanted to cry.

But when she came to her senses, she quickly broke free from Zhao Wumian's arms, and then her two little hands danced around, with tears as big as beans sliding down her pretty face. She made "hmm, hum" sounds in great anxiety.

Halfway through her dance, Luo Xiangzhu suddenly realized... She was so flustered that not only Zhao Wumian, but even she herself probably didn't know what she meant.

But Zhao Wumian looked at her very patiently, and even wiped her tears with his sleeve, and then nodded slightly, "Well... you are here, then Master, Miss Su and others must be not far away from us, they should have heard our voices, so we'd better wait nearby... Don't worry."

Then Zhao Wumian looked around and frowned slightly, "I don't know how far that woman slapped us and flew us away. I don't know what she meant or what she wanted to do..."

Luo Xiangzhu looked at Zhao Wumian's profile and subconsciously twitched her red nose.

Her heart was beating too fast because of fear, and her cheeks were hot. Snowflakes fell on her face, cold and icy but quickly melted into water droplets, so that she couldn't tell whether the snow on her face was tears or water droplets.

She felt embarrassed, perhaps thinking that as a senior sister, how could she be frightened like that? She actually showed such a timid expression in front of the junior brother she had just acknowledged for a few days.

But when Zhao Wumian went to Prince Jin's mansion to abduct her that night, he had seen through her embarrassment, fear, and cowardice, and he also patiently watched her write.

Now I teach her sign language and now I protect her.

Luo Xiangzhu suddenly remembered a trivial thing from her childhood. She was five years old that year.

Although she was born mute, she could always feel for Jiu Zhong. Since she was a child, she traveled all over the country, looking for famous doctors and Jiu Zhong at the same time.

That year she followed the Prince of Yan through the south of the Yangtze River.

Jiangnan is a good place, with water, boats and beautiful women.

But five-year-old Luo Xiangzhu had no interest in this. Instead, she was more interested in a small black cat that she met by chance that day.

It was raining that day, and Prince Yan was living with her in their house in the south of the Yangtze River. A wet cat ran into her house to avoid the rain.

It was a little female cat, looked only three months old, with a plain body and black fur.

Luo Xiangzhu likes this black cat.

No reason, just because she and the cat can't talk.

She looked at the cat and went 'hmmmm'.

The cat looked at her and meowed.

She decided to keep the cat, so she held it and went to find King Yan.

King Yan glanced at the cat and said calmly, "If you want to keep it, keep it."

So the cat became a member of Prince Yan's palace.

But Luo Xiangzhu always had a high fever in June of previous years. King Yan guessed that it was related to her physique that could sense the nine bells. During the fever, she had to rest quietly. Not only cats, but even maids were not allowed to approach her at will.

In June of that year, Luo Xiangzhu had a high fever and was in a state of blurred consciousness. He lay alone in bed in the middle of the night. There were doctors and maids outside the room, but no one dared to approach.

Luo Xiangzhu vaguely saw something and heard some noise beside him, so he forced himself to look.

The kitten, less than a year old, somehow managed to evade the doctor and the maid, and was now standing beside her pillow, holding a mouse in its mouth.

The kitten put the mouse down, looked at Luo Xiangzhu with its emerald green glass-like eyes, and pressed the mouse with its paw, indicating that it was given to you to eat.

Luo Xiangzhu: 'Hmmmm!?'

The cat said 'Meow meow haha!'

She had actually forgotten this memory from when she was five years old. Now, after so many years, the black cat had long since died of old age.

But at this moment, Luo Xiangzhu somehow remembered... She felt that Zhao Wumian was like the cat.

At this moment, Su Qingqi's voice was heard from a distance, "Young Master! Young Master!"

Zhao Wumian was delighted and walked towards there quickly, but he staggered. It was obvious that he relaxed a little at this moment, and injuries popped up like mushrooms after rain and began to occupy his body, causing him to be exhausted.

Seeing this, Luo Xiangzhu hurriedly picked up the Wuhen Sword that Zhao Wumian had almost forgotten from the snow, and then took the initiative to put his arm around her neck.

Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look at her, his eyebrows raised frivolously, and smiled, "So reliable?"

Luo Xiangzhu said nothing, and couldn't say anything.

Zhao Wumian used sign language to mean "reliable".

However, he put one hand on Luo Xiangzhu's shoulder and almost touched the ball with a slight movement.

Luo Xiangzhu patted Zhao Wumian's hand, and then used sign language to say, "Don't touch me."

But even though I can't speak, even though I can no longer make that 'hmm hum' sound and no longer have that 'meow ha ha' sound, but at least... now when I 'dance', there's someone to 'dance' with me.

(End of this chapter)