Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 146: Isolated from the world, living in seclusion in the snow

On the other side of the forest, another guardian of Benwo Hall, Ge Handong, desperately fled out of the forest, saying, "Master, save me!"

But the leader of the Benwo Hall was not here, and a dark shadow was following him like a ghost.

Ge Handongfang had just been slapped in the air by the black-robed woman and was seriously injured. Even if he unleashed his potential between life and death at this moment, there was no way he could be faster than the black shadow behind him.

After running a few steps, a black wind suddenly passed in front of him, and a bloody hole appeared in Ge Handong's lower abdomen. The severe pain made him fall to the ground on the spot, and blood flowed, quickly dyeing the snow surface red.

He was sweating profusely, and his limbs were shaking like sieves. He didn't even have the ability to resist... Wu Kui's oppressive power over ordinary warriors was so strong.

The black-robed woman stopped in front of him, glanced at Ge Handong, whose face was as pale as paper, and then sighed softly, "Do you know that I originally planned to wait until the two of you were seriously injured in the fight in Qinfeng Village, and then get rid of you without anyone noticing?"

The voice was majestic and mature, and Ge Handong's pupils shrank suddenly. He couldn't believe it, "Empress Canghua!?"

Lady Canghua sneered, "That secret letter was sent by me. You all came here in droves just because you trusted that idiot's force. It's really ridiculous. Do you think that with Tong Congdao here, everything will be fine?"

Tong Congdao is the head of Benwo Hall.

Ge Handong felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, but it was not as severe as the shock in his heart. "Our hall and Canghua Tower are both under the master's tutelage. Now that troubled times are approaching and there is an opportunity, you are thinking about internal fighting!?"

"So what?" Lady Canghua reached her hand into her black robe and gently gathered her hair. "I am a demon woman, and I do what I want. Isn't this the way of my sect?"

"Follow your heart? We are from the same sect, when did we ever provoke you? "

"It's a joke that a sect is divided into two." Lady Canghua sneered, "If you hadn't died, how could I have changed the 'Illusionary Pavilion' into the 'Canghua Tower'? What's more, I joined the sect at the age of fifteen, and was harassed and troubled by you guys a lot at that time."

She smiled slightly, "I still hold a grudge against you. If I don't kill you, it can't be called 'doing what I want'."

"Damn you bitch!" Ge Handong knew that his death was approaching, and he immediately cursed: "When you first entered the cabinet, I should have forced you to marry! I only regret that we still had good intentions at that time!"

"Good intentions?" Lady Canghua sneered again. She would not get angry with a dying person. She just said calmly:
"If you hadn't planned to use the 'Shizang Yanluo Needle', I would have continued to wait for the right opportunity. If everything went well, I might have been able to kill Tong Congdao directly. But then I thought, I shouldn't be too greedy. To kill Wu Kui, I have to plan slowly. With just the spear Kui and Xu Ran, he wouldn't be seriously injured... But getting rid of the two great guardians of Benwo Hall has done a great job of hurting Benwo Hall."

Ge Handong was slightly stunned, and then a bit of surprise appeared in his eyes, "You are afraid that I will kill Zhao Wumian, so you ignore the original plan and act rashly!?"

After saying that, he actually felt amused again. He was about to die, but he couldn't help laughing out loud. His laughter was full of mockery. "How could the devilish Queen Canghua like a junior? That junior was the 'Dragon Guardian' who escorted Luo Chaoyan back to the capital. It's really a joke in the martial arts world."

As he spoke, he looked Madam Canghua up and down again and said mockingly, "Could it be that he has already deflowered her?"

Lady Canghua glanced at him as if he were an idiot and shook her head slightly, "The idiot in Honwo Hall has only his mind full of thoughts about crotches, which is extremely boring."

Lady Canghua protected Zhao Wumian because he was useful to her, but she was too lazy to explain more to the dying man. She didn't let him die an innocent ghost out of consideration for the sake of their fellow disciples.

The black robe was waved lightly, and a stern aura flashed by. Ge Handong's laughter froze instantly, and a line of blood appeared on his neck.

After killing Ge Handong, Lady Canghua shook her head slightly and laughed.

"Zhao Wumian, Zhao Wumian, even I didn't expect that Taoist Guishou would come to kill you. If it weren't for that old Taoist, I'm afraid you could really help me kill Ge Handong and Mo Diaoyuan... If that was the case, why would I need to take everyone to the mountains to conceal my true intentions and put on a show for Tong Congdao and the Pavilion Master?"

This was actually a helpless move on the part of Lady Canghua. With her current strength, she could defeat Tong Congdao but could not kill him. If she waited for Tong Congdao to complain to the Pavilion Master of Huanzhen Pavilion, most of her foundation built over the years would be gone. She would also be hunted down by Tong Congdao and the Pavilion Master, two top martial arts masters, so she had to do it in secret.

According to the original plan, even if Zhao Wumian could not help her kill the two guardians of Benwo Hall, he could still seriously injure them, and then wait for Empress Canghua to kill him secretly without anyone knowing.

In fact, even if Ge Handong used the 'Shizang Yanluo Needle', Zhao Wumian would not necessarily be in danger.

But how could Lady Canghua dare to gamble? She was very clear about the effect of the needle. If there were only two guardians, it would be fine, but who knew that Taoist Guishou was also there. Once Zhao Wumian was taken by the aphrodisiac, Mu Lier alone would definitely not be able to protect him. That was why she had to show up early.

As she spoke, Lady Canghua walked forward with her hands behind her back and smiled carefreely, "But plans are plans, changes are changes, fortunately the result is good, don't you think? Bird."

Goddess Canghua grabbed a snow-white ball of fur from her wide black robe. It was the Snow Owl.

It’s just that Xue Xiao was knocked unconscious by a slap from Queen Canghua and has not woken up yet.

Lady Canghua had no choice but to stuff it back into a small package she was carrying, which also contained some common items in the martial arts world, such as healing medicines.

It's a bit unbecoming for a martial arts master to have to carry a small package when traveling around the world... But there's no other way, there are no storage rings in this world, so this is the only way. For Lady Canghua, a great demon girl from the Demon Sect, this is quite a contrast.

She put away the Snow Owl and thought in her heart that after she slapped everyone away with one palm, the Gun Leader went to rescue Chen Chengyu, Tong Congdao took this opportunity to sneak attack the Gun Leader, and Xu Ran chased her, but he was injured in the melee with the Gun Leader and Tong Congdao, so he did not catch up.

But when she was looking for Ge Handong in the mountains, she sensed that Master Gui Shou was running out of the mountain at a very fast speed. It was obvious that he realized something was wrong and retreated to avoid being trapped.

As for Liu Yeqin and Master Xuan Cang, she had also sensed that the two must have met Xu Ran and were now worry-free...but what about Mo Diaoyuan, Zhao Wumian and the others?
Goddess Canghua stood with her hands behind her back, looked up at the snow, and sensed silently for a moment, but still couldn't find it. However, she suddenly realized that Xu Ran, the Gun Leader and Tong Congdao were heading towards the mountains at a very fast speed.

If she was entangled by them, there would be another big fight, and by then, her martial arts skills would surely expose her identity.

Queen Canghua could only sigh and retreat for the time being.

But I thought to myself, although I am a demon girl from the Demon Sect, I have always had good dealings with you, Zhao Wumian, and our transactions are fair and just. This time I will use you to kill Ge Handong, and after I leave the mountain, I can help you kill Gui Shou Zhenren.

Neither of us owes anyone anything.

In fact, it is not just this reason. Lady Canghua is not so kind. She killed the Taoist Guishou just to give Tong Congdao the illusion that "the man in black robe killed the guardian of our hall and the Taoist Wugong Mountain, but did not kill Zhao Wumian and others. He is obviously the master behind Zhao Wumian."

To put it bluntly, she still wants to use Zhao Wumian. As a member of the Demon Sect, she has no psychological burden in doing such things. She just doesn't consider the purpose. Looking at the results alone, it can be said that it is a win-win situation for her and Zhao Wumian.

After Lady Canghua disappeared, Tong Congdao suddenly appeared here not long after. He looked at Ge Handong's corpse with a very gloomy expression.

Grandmasters are not just cabbages that are everywhere. Each of them is the top combat force of the sect. Even though Zhao Wumian has been out of seclusion for a month, he has only killed a few of them.

He took a deep breath and turned away. The dead cannot be resurrected, so he had to find Mo Tiaoyuan first. If he could save as many people as possible, he would save them.

But before he could leave, the spear leader came to attack him again.

"You son of a bitch Tong Congdao, die!!!"

The spear leader chased after him angrily, determined to kill him, and Tong Congdao had no choice but to fight him head-on.

The martial arts master-level expert continued to fight in the deep mountains, but it did not affect the purple-clothed woman's hut at all. It was obvious that she had made some arrangements, but could barely isolate the martial arts master's perception.

This makes this place a rare secluded place, as if isolated from the world.

Inside the house, Mu Lier's breathing had become steady, as if she had fallen asleep just like Su Qingqi... In fact, she was still immersed in the memories deduced by Naraku Hongsi, and it was obviously impossible for her to wake up immediately.

Zhao Wumian's physique that was immune to all poisons was due to the Cold Jade Gu. But now he was paralyzed by the poison associated with the Cold Jade Gu and could not move. He was really helpless.

The purple-clothed woman lost interest after watching this farce between master and disciple. However, after she made Su Qingqi and Luo Xiangzhu sit on the chairs, she had no chair to sit on. She pondered for a moment, put her hands on her waist, and said dissatisfiedly: "Your physique is so special, how come you are paralyzed and haven't recovered yet? When you wake up, make me another chair so that you can compensate for my door and screen."

Zhao Wumian glanced around. The furnishings in the room were extremely simple. Apart from two chairs, a wooden table, a bathtub behind the screen, a wardrobe, and the bed under him.

I don't know how long the woman in purple has lived here in such simple conditions. It's really amazing that she can live here alone without being disturbed by anyone.

He closed his eyes and said nothing, thinking that this 'imperial teacher' and his 'lifesaver' were not very smart. You are an expert who specializes in the study of poison and medicine, so why do you need to ask me?

"It's boring." Seeing that Zhao Wumian ignored her, the woman in purple ran out alone again. Not long after, she brought out a bowl of steaming oil-fried noodles with a few slices of bacon on top.

It is served in a wooden bowl.

Since there was no place to sit, she just sat down on the wooden table, holding the bowl of noodles in her small hands, and started to slurp the noodles. After taking a bite, she put the bowl down, stood up and opened the window.

The cold wind blew into the house through the window, and the lights flickered slightly.

The woman in purple sat on the table again, holding the wooden bowl. Her legs under her purple skirt were off the ground and neatly together.

She took a mouthful of noodles, then looked up through the window at the snow and night outside the house, her cheeks moving slightly as she chewed.

The smile that was always on her face when she spoke was gone, only the indifference from the heart was shown on her pretty face. No one knew what she was thinking, she looked quiet.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room except for the breathing of a few people and the sound of the woman in purple snorting.

Zhao Wumian glanced at her sideways, and seeing that she had left him aside and was only focused on eating, he felt that this woman was indeed a weird person.

At this moment, a small snake, not even as long as Wuhen's knife, crawled along the floor onto the bed, climbed onto Zhao Wumian's shoulder, then raised its front half, stuck its little head out horizontally, and looked into Zhao Wumian's eyes.

Zhao Wumian looked into the little white snake's red eyes.

This little white snake has pretty features.

The slender front half of the white snake swayed left and right.

The purple-clothed woman tilted her head and looked at him with an indifferent look in her eyes, but her tone was slightly surprised as she said, "Cai Cai doesn't get close to people..."

She looked Zhao Wumian up and down, then silently withdrew her gaze. She sipped her noodles again and looked up at the endless snow curtain, obviously wanting to finish her meal first before talking about Zhao Wumian.

The little white snake named Caicai turned around and looked at the woman in purple, hissing a few times.

The purple-clothed woman paused while sipping her noodles and put down the wooden bowl in disbelief. "You said, this person is the one we rescued on this mountain?"

Little White Snake nodded.

Zhao Wumian glanced at her and thought to himself, "You finally understand."

The purple-clothed woman's expression kept changing. The silence in the room froze for a few seconds. Then her tone became a little colder, "When I first met you in the mountains, you only had a few breaths left. You were no doubt dead. The cold jade Gu penetrated deep into your bones. No one in the world could save you... except me."

"I obtained the Cold Jade Gu from you, and then used the extremely precious Hao Ming Pill to save your life. The medicinal power also cured most of your injuries... Do you agree?"

Hao Ming Wan? I have never heard of it, but although I was very weak after waking up, I was still able to fight with Wu Ming. I guess this healing medicine is indeed effective.

So Zhao Wumian blinked his eyes with a sincere look.

This is not just a temporary solution, he truly appreciates the life-saving grace.

If it weren't for this strange woman in purple, I would have died long ago.

The purple-clothed woman took a deep breath, glanced at the little white snake again, and said with a tone of sudden realization,
"You were already deeply poisoned at the beginning, the poison had penetrated into your bones and was difficult to eradicate. Caicai is the most poisonous creature, but she needs to absorb all kinds of poisonous Gu in her infancy to grow. Only she can absorb the cold jade Gu from your body. The cold jade Gu comes and goes, and Caicai absorbs and feeds it, which has given you an extremely rare physique to resist poison..."

The purple-clothed woman jumped down from the wooden table, her embroidered shoes making a soft "pa" sound on the ground. She walked to Zhao Wumian with her hands behind her back, pondered for a moment, then smiled and said:
"But there is no such thing as a free gift. Your physique is indeed immune to all poisons, but the damage done to your body by the two major poison kings has long been incurable. In other words, the Cold Jade Gu has not been completely eliminated and is still lurking in your body.
It has only been less than a month, so its power has not yet been revealed. You can wait and see. Either you will be unable to communicate with the bridge of heaven and earth and enter the martial arts champion, or you will feel severe pain all over your body every winter, or..."

The purple-robed woman glanced at Zhao Wumian's lower body and said, "Even if you don't castrate yourself, you can still enter the palace and become a eunuch."

Zhao Wumian felt that this woman just wanted to intimidate him into doing something for her...but he had to take more care of his own body, believing it existed rather than not.

As expected, the purple-robed woman said:
"But I can save you, but only if you help Caicai through her childhood... Your resistance to poison is pretty good, but not high enough, otherwise you wouldn't be controlled by my poison. As the saying goes, good times come after bad times. You are now trapped in the cold jade Gu, but if you become a poisoned person, then the remaining cold jade Gu will naturally not be able to hurt you."

"And by then, your blood will be the best tonic in the world for Caicai."

After that, the purple-clothed woman squatted down in front of the couch, propped up her chin with one hand, and looked Zhao Wumian in the eye. She said calmly, "I have explained the pros and cons to you. It is up to you whether you believe it or not. If you agree, just blink."

Zhao Wumian didn't blink. He wanted to speak. The purple-clothed woman's suggestion was obviously to treat him as the "cauldron" of the little white snake. She had to ask about the details, such as how much blood did it suck from me? Seeing Zhao Wumian's disobedience, the purple-clothed woman frowned immediately, but she was angry and said, "It's not related to me at all."

"You broke my door and my screen! As far as I know, you are still seriously injured, and it will take at least two days for your lovers to wake up. Are you going to eat my food, use my things, and live in my house during these two days?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain? This is very important?" Zhao Wumian blurted out, and then he and the woman in purple were slightly stunned.

Just when he was about to ask how the poison was cured, he saw the little white snake bit Zhao Wumian's forearm and sucked his blood happily. He didn't know how magical she was to have cured Zhao Wumian's poison.

Looking at the appearance of the little white snake, the purple-clothed woman's words just now were probably half true and half false... His blood seemed to be a real tonic for this little white snake, after all, there was still some cold jade Gu remaining in its body.

The purple-clothed woman was stunned for a moment, then she reacted immediately and hurriedly put her hand on Zhao Wumian... She couldn't guarantee that Zhao Wumian would not chop her with a knife after he recovered.

This palm technique, at first glance, was extremely mysterious. It was obvious that she was a rare martial arts master, but Zhao Wumian was by no means a mediocre person. The moment he recovered his movement, he clamped her forearm with one hand and said very quickly: "I am Luo Chaoyan's friend!"

The purple-clothed woman paused, her indifferent expression finally showing a hint of surprise and confusion. She stared at Zhao Wumian blankly, "You..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Wumian's head tilted and he fainted on the spot.

The purple-clothed woman reacted and suddenly reached out to grab the back of the little white snake's head. She pulled hard, leaving two small holes on Zhao Wumian's forearm. The little white snake continued to struggle in the purple-clothed woman's hand, twisting its slender body back and forth.

"You can suck his blood if you want, why inject poison into it?"

"Hissssss~"

"Are you afraid he will hurt me? Can he hurt me?"

The woman in purple rubbed her brows, looked at Zhao Wumian's unconscious face, was silent for a moment, then sighed lightly, stood up and sat down on the wooden table again, picking up the wooden bowl.

That’s it for now, let’s eat first.

With Zhao Wumian's resistance to poison, the young Cai Cai would not be poisoned to death...so he was just unconscious for one night while his body decomposed the toxins on its own.

However, Zhao Wumian knew nothing about this. He just felt that he had a rare good night's sleep.

In his sleep, he vaguely felt the purple-clothed woman lifting him off the bed, leaving Master Mu's warm and soft body, and turning to something hard under him, and then continuing to feel warm and soft in his arms, with a hint of fragrance.

The night passed quickly, the sky in the east turned white, the snow curtain gradually lifted, and the bright morning light shone on the branches and eaves.

In just one night, the several martial arts masters who had fought to the death had ended their fight and disappeared without a trace.

With just a few palm strikes, Lady Canghua turned the situation full of swords and sabers into peace.

Liu Yeqin and Master Xuan Cang could not find Zhao Wumian and the others, and they were anxious to go to the mountains to look for them. However, the mountains were so vast that it was difficult to find a few people, and it was useless to look for them. So they had to return to Qinfeng Village temporarily, to look after Zhao Wumian's horse, and wait for them to come back in a worried mood.

Xu Ranze disappeared without a trace and no one knew where he had gone. Perhaps he had a mental illness relapse.

Outside the mountain, the situation was also extremely tense, with every tree and grass looking like an enemy. The Rong tribe's offensive at Yanmen Pass became increasingly fierce, with a force of 150,000 deployed, and they were determined to break through the pass and enter the country within half a month.

The Prince of Jin had no intention of paying attention to Luo Chaoyan's affairs, and instead concentrated on dealing with military and political affairs. This made Qin Shuzi so anxious that his hair turned a few gray. He thought that they were at the end of their rope, so why was the prince still so determined to resist the Rong tribe?

At this moment, someone sent a letter to the palace.

When Qin Shuzi opened it, his expression changed slightly, and then he was happy.

The content of the letter is very long, but to sum it up, it can be summed up in one sentence: seeking cooperation.

The Rong tribe was also concerned about Dali's internal affairs. They knew that King Jin was now in a desperate situation. Everyone in the world knew that he had murdered Luo Chaoyan and tried to become emperor. Once his ambition was exposed, he would no longer be able to be an ordinary prince. Therefore, the Rong tribe took the initiative to send a letter, intending to cooperate with King Jin.

Anyway, if you, King Jin, cannot capture Luo Chaoyan, you will die anyway. You might as well cooperate with us and severely damage Dali. Then who will rule the world will depend on their own abilities.

Of course, this letter was sent by Wu Ming, and this was also Dong Yan’s intention.

After Qin Shuzi brought the letter to King Jin, King Jin was silent for a long time and did not immediately refuse or agree.

The situation outside the mountain is turbulent, but the mountain is isolated from the outside world and uninhabited, without any of the tension and aura outside the mountain.

Zhao Wumian's action this time was to lure the snake out of its hole to kill Wu Ming and find the red silk of Naraku. As a result, Wu Ming was not killed, but Luo Chaoyan's master was found. It seemed that the hidden danger of Zhao Wumian's body could be solved. It could be said that there was always light at the end of the tunnel. As expected, the red silk of Naraku was in the hands of the woman in purple.

Zhao Wumian was seriously injured, too tired, and had his blood sucked and poisoned. When he woke up in a daze, he felt sore all over and dizzy, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Lier, Luo Xiangzhu and Su Qingqi were leaning on him and sleeping.

Zhao Wumian himself was leaning against the hard wall, with only a thin blanket underneath him as a symbolic gesture.

Next to him was the bed, which was tidy and spotless, and even the sheets and quilts were new... It was obvious that the woman in purple had thrown Zhao Wumian and Mu Li'er off the bed last night and slept on the soft and warm bed alone.

Zhao Wumian rubbed his slightly sore shoulders, but he didn't feel dissatisfied. After all, this was someone else's house, and the four of them were "trespassing".

He stretched out his hand and pressed on the necks of the three women. Their pulses were still there. According to the reaction of the woman in purple, the colorless and invisible poison outside the house was just a sleeping pill. She would wake up after two days of unconsciousness.

While Zhao Wumian was pondering, he saw the little white snake that had been sucking his blood last night coiled on the wooden table, with its little head facing him. When it saw that he had woken up, it hissed a few times.

Then, a woman in purple was seen walking out of the next room with a few bottles and jars in her hands. Something like a scorpion tail could be vaguely seen in the jars, which were obviously the poisonous insects she raised.

The purple-clothed woman frowned slightly, looking a little defensive, and asked cautiously: "Your poison has been cured, and you can move freely... but do you want to harm me?"

"If I want to attack you, I won't give you time to ask questions." Zhao Wumian adjusted his posture and carried the three women onto the couch one by one.

The bed was very narrow and the three girls were crowded together. Fortunately, they slept very well and didn't roll around, so they weren't afraid of falling.

"Hey! This is my bed. Did you get my consent before moving the person up here?" The purple-clothed woman said with great dissatisfaction.

Zhao Wumian picked up the Wuhen Knife that was leaning against the wall. The purple-clothed woman's face immediately froze. She grabbed the little white snake and took a few steps back. Her expression was panicked and a little alert, but unfortunately, her beautiful peach blossom eyes, which seemed like she was half drunk, were still indifferent. It was estimated that she was not afraid at all.

"I didn't do anything to you last night."

"I know." Zhao Wumian felt sore, painful and hungry all over. He hadn't slept well and was sleepy.

He endured it and said, "I'll make a few more beds for you. How about I buy these blankets and quilts?"

He took out a silver note... This was the pocket money Miss Su gave him.

"I'm in the deep mountains and old forests, why do I need money?" The purple-clothed woman frowned and shook her head slightly. "I've lived in the mountains for two months. I'm self-sufficient. I made everything myself. If you want bedding and blankets, you can go up the mountain and hunt for their furs."

"Live in the mountains for two months?" Zhao Wumian looked at the purple-clothed woman, "No wonder you don't know about Chaoyan."

"What's up with her?"

Zhao Wumian briefly explained the whole story, then touched his rumbling stomach again, "Do you have any more of the oil-splashed noodles from last night?"

The purple-clothed woman was silent for a moment. She did not express any opinion when she heard about Luo Chaoyan's situation. Only after she heard this did she snort coldly.

"I only made it for myself, and you still want to eat my noodles? You're dreaming."

"I paid for it."

"I don't plan to go down the mountain to buy anything for the time being. It takes two days to go back and forth to the nearest river bend, and we only have one month's worth of food left. If I have to feed you, you have to feed those three women porridge after they fainted. In this way, the little food we have at home can only last for a few days."

As she spoke, the purple-clothed woman sized up Zhao Wumian again, "And I feel like with your physique, you'll need to eat three or four days' worth of my food in one meal."

Zhao Wumian said helplessly: "Let's not talk about the food... Now that you know about Chaoyan's situation, are you still not planning to go down the mountain?"

"I will heal you for her. Go and help her. I can't leave, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed here for so long." Zi Yizi held the little white snake, sat down on the chair, and said seriously:
"And why food is not important...if you want to live here, go hunting."

"I don't plan to stay for long. I'll leave when they wake up." Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly. "I promised someone to deliver something to the border. Now I've been delayed for a long time. I can't delay any longer."

"I don't care how long you stay, two days' worth of food is still food."

Zhao Wumian didn't want to owe the purple-clothed woman anything, so he nodded and said, "Where is the prey?"

The purple-clothed woman raised her hand slightly, and saw a spider crawling out from her sleeve. "There are many of my poisonous insects in the mountains... They will tell you where the prey is."

“Don’t spiders hibernate in the winter?”

"How can you understand my methods? Hurry up and leave. If you can kill a tiger or a wolf, it will be a good opportunity for me to satisfy my craving for food."

Zhao Wumian thought for a moment, "Then did you learn the whereabouts of the old nun and the woman in white from your Gu worm?"

Zhao Wumian was asking about Master Xuan Cang and Liu Yeqin.

"They are fine. They have left the detection range of my Gu worm and went to the east. In addition, there are two men, an old Taoist priest, who also ran away. There is also a flower thief from my hall, who was killed by me."

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment and realized that the battle in Qinfeng Village had temporarily ended. He could not fight even if he wanted to, so he nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, I will consider your suggestion last night."

“If you don’t agree now, you will have to come and beg me crying when you suffer in the future. But when that time comes, I won’t be so easy to talk to.” The purple-clothed woman flicked the dust off her skirt, looking very relaxed.

Zhao Wumian smiled slightly, "You're not that easy to talk to anyway."

"You know that I'm not easy to mess with, so why don't you go hunting?"

"I'm hungry now, you have to let me eat first, right?"

The purple-clothed woman's indifferent expression froze for a moment, and then she remembered something. "I only have one set of bowls and chopsticks. If you want to use them, I don't want them anymore. You have to carve another set out of wood for me later."

"Got it." Zhao Wumian hung the Wuhen Knife on his waist, stepped out of the house, found the kitchen, steamed some rice for himself, added a few pieces of bacon and began to wolf it down.

Only after he had eaten and drunk his fill did he leave the house.

The purple-clothed woman stood at the door, thought for a moment, and then shouted to him, "Five miles north, there is an open space with a few black flowers blooming. Can you help me pick a few?"

"Black flower? Poisonous?"

"Not bad, but it can't hurt you."

"I went hunting only to buy food for the next two days. Why should I help you pick flowers?" Zhao Wumian looked back and said.

The purple-clothed woman's indifferent expression froze again. She had lived in the mountains for a long time, cultivating her body and mind, and she hadn't gotten angry for a long time. Why did this guy's arrival break her cultivated peaceful temperament?

She said expressionlessly: "Then just wait to be scared to death by me."

After saying that, she walked back to the house with angry steps. Just as she was about to close the door, she remembered that the door was chopped by Zhao Wumian, and she became even angrier.

From inside the house came the sound of her stamping feet and her angry voice, "You have to make a new door for me when you come back!"

"Know it."

(End of this chapter)