Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 156 This Is Not Your Face
The fine snow was like hooks, floating in all directions. The air was filled with the chill of deep winter. When I took a breath, the chill rushed from my heart and lungs into every part of my body.

Lady Canghua stood with her hands behind her back, with an extraordinary demeanor, but she still didn't understand why Chen Qiyuan would let Zhao Wumian go so easily.

She frowned and said, "Prince Jin's only way out is to cooperate with Luo Chaoyan, lead an army to enter the capital, and then carry out the Jingnan Movement. He helped Emperor Jingzheng 20 years ago, and now he is helping Emperor Jingzheng's daughter. It can be considered fate... and you are going to Taiyuan anyway, so why not go with you? Now Chen Qiyuan's behavior is inexplicable."

Zhao Wumian stuffed the secret book that Chen Qiyuan gave him back into his arms without answering. Instead, he held the Wuhen Sword in one hand, and then used the Naraku Red Silk without hesitation and ran away. He was so fast that he turned into a residual shadow with every step he took, and flew more than ten feet away in the blink of an eye.

Lady Canghua still had her hands behind her back, looking like a master. Seeing this, her expression froze slightly, and then she became annoyed. Her true energy spontaneously dissipated, causing her black hair to move without wind. She was about to chase after him, but then she remembered something, and stood still again, saying lightly:

"Back then, when you were in Taiyuan, you asked me at Canghualou to help you find someone, and I found one for you. Now if you want us to help you deliver something again, it's not impossible to discuss it..."

Zhao Wumian ran as fast as he could for more than ten feet, but he still heard every word of Lady Canghua's words.

He paused and looked back, "As long as you don't let me use the Canghua Order, then it's easy. Your Majesty seems to want to cooperate with me, why not discuss it in detail..."

Before he finished speaking, Lady Canghua appeared in front of Zhao Wumian like a ghost, grabbed his collar with one hand, and spoke with gritted teeth from under the mask, "Just to keep a promise to others, you stopped and waited for me, aren't you afraid that I will hurt you? Fool!"

What's there to be angry about? Zhao Wumian couldn't figure out the train of thought of this demon girl.

Whether I am stupid or not, whether I keep my promise or not, does it have anything to do with you? You are neither Miss Su nor Master Mu, so this concern that seems like a pity for not being able to make good use of one's talents is really inexplicable.

"Doesn't this show that I'm a trustworthy person? Isn't this a natural partner?" Zhao Wumian was puzzled but smiled.

"Even more stupid." Lady Canghua put Zhao Wumian down, "Cooperation is based on interests, not on your character."

"That's true between forces, but between people..."

Lady Canghua had a sweet smile on her face, but her voice was emotionless, "Master Zhao, I'm not some little witch who has just started out in the underworld. You'd better save your words."

"That's right. Xiao Yuanmu is almost thirty years old. You are as famous as her, so your age should be about the same."

Lady Canghua looked at him expressionlessly. She was certain that Zhao Wumian did it on purpose. His mouth was good for nothing except irritating other girls and licking Su Qingqi.

Zhao Wumian was so sure that she didn't dare to kill him, so he straightened his collar and said, "Your Majesty, can you tell me your purpose?"

Lady Canghua regained her former master's demeanor and glanced at him calmly, "Wugong Mountain is the prince's party. You should have guessed it from the matter of Guishou Zhenren... and my Canghua Tower is just a branch of Huanzhen Pavilion. Naturally, we are enemies with Wugong Mountain... So we have a common enemy."

Zhao Wumian understood. This was right. The world was in chaos right now, so it was natural for the Demon Sect to come out and cause trouble... It was strange that the Taixuan Palace, the leader of the three major Demon Sects, was not showing its strength at this moment. Who knew what Xiao Yuanmu was planning behind the scenes.

It is reasonable for Huanzhen Pavilion to take this opportunity to get rid of its enemies. After all, Wugong Mountain is the state religion, and no one can touch it without the emperor standing behind it. This is a rare opportunity at this moment when the imperial power is changing.

Zhao Wumian has no personal grudge against Wugong Mountain, but Wugong Mountain is on the side of the Prince's Party and has a different stance, so naturally there is no need for him to show mercy. Therefore, he and Huanzhen Pavilion can really be called natural allies.

Lady Canghua really couldn't think of any reason for Zhao Wumian to refuse, but Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment and asked inexplicably: "For such an important sect event, the Pavilion Master of Huanzhen Pavilion didn't come, but instead let you, a subordinate, run around?"

Lady Canghua narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly. Although she belonged to Huanzhen Pavilion, she only obeyed orders and not announcements. The head of Benwo Hall, Tong Congdao, would kill her sooner or later, and the head of Huanzhen Pavilion would naturally be no exception.

The purpose of proposing cooperation at this moment is actually to establish an "alliance" with Zhao Wumian first, and it will also be convenient for one of the female disciples in the building to marry Zhao Wumian in the future to establish a higher-level relationship.

She was not as impatient as Luo Shuzhi, so she would naturally take this matter step by step and gradually get closer to Zhao Wumian.

I wonder if Zhao Wumian saw through her little thoughts...

She said calmly, "The Pavilion Master is very busy and doesn't have much free time. Or do you think that with my status, I am not worthy of discussing cooperation with you?"

Zhao Wumian chuckled, "Of course they are a good match. If the head of Huanzhen Pavilion really wants to come, the condition I would propose would be to let the queen come over and sit with me to drink a glass of wine and sing a little song."

Lady Canghua clenched her fists, but still resisted the urge to beat up Zhao Wumian. She said coldly, "Cooperate, or not?"

Zhao Wumian untied the bag from his waist and said, "Send this to Cheng Dahe at the Knight Camp at Yanmen Pass, and I will agree to your request, Madam."

Empress Canghua took a look at the blood-stained bag and couldn't help asking, "At this moment, instead of focusing on the affairs of the country, you care about a small-time shrimp you have never even met, and even use this as a condition for cooperation?"

"I have no choice. I have to go to Taiyuan, and then to the capital to kill the prince. I really can't spare the time. Otherwise, I will definitely go to the grassland myself. Now I have no choice but to use Canghua Tower as my own."

"I'm not asking about your future plans. I just don't understand why you really take this as a condition for cooperation. It won't benefit you at all." Empress Canghua's voice couldn't help but get a little louder.

"I have to repay the promise I made to you. I have delayed for too long." Zhao Wumian shook his head.

Empress Canghua glanced at him sideways. When in the capital, Zhao Wumian was full of heroic spirit and courage, but she never thought that he could be so... stupid.

She was silent for a moment, then took the package, and then took out a big white ball from the bag on her back, and said lightly: "I return the bird to you. If it weren't for me, it would have been killed long ago."

Isn't it the Snow Owl? However, the slap that Lady Canghua gave to it seemed a bit too strong, and the Snow Owl fainted for several days. Of course, it was more likely that Lady Canghua was too lazy to take care of it, and she slapped it again as soon as it woke up.

Zhao Wumian took the still unconscious Snow Owl with a little surprise and patted its furry round face... It still hadn't woken up, but was still breathing.

Zhao Wumian had no choice but to hold it between his armpits first, and then he saw Lady Canghua turning around and trying to leave, saying, "I will go to the helm in the building to arrange your silly promise... If you want to leave, you can do as you please."

As she spoke, Lady Canghua put her hands behind her back and looked back. Her expression could not be seen due to the mask she was wearing, but her voice sounded a little like a smile.

"Of course, if you really leave, I will go find you... You can't get rid of me."

What yandere?
"The witch is so scary."

Lady Canghua smiled slightly, and seemed to be very pleased with the words. She quickly flew away and disappeared... It was obvious that she did not believe Zhao Wumian and was unwilling to take him to the branch office in the building.

Cooperation is cooperation, and trust is trust. They are not the same thing.

Lady Canghua's purpose must not be as simple as she said, but the two of them could indeed reach a certain degree of cooperation. Therefore, Zhao Wumian did not plan to escape at this moment, but found an empty room, placed his sword across his knees, took out the dragon-patterned green jade pendant and placed it in his palm, and then took out the experience that Chen Qiyuan gave him.

Although the effect of the Red Silk of Naraku on him is significant at present, it is obviously not in line with Jiu Zhong's status... After all, the greatest effect of the Red Silk of Naraku on warriors is actually to deduce martial arts, allowing you to acquire the proficiency of twenty or thirty years in just a few months of learning a martial art, and you can even improve it spontaneously.

However, skills are skills, and body is body. If you only have skills but no strong body, and no corresponding energy channels and meridians, or luck tricks, then the proficiency gained over the past twenty or thirty years, when converted into real combat power, is not actually that strong... But what Zhao Wumian lacks right now is proficiency.

He had only been awake for a month, which was ultimately too short a time. Although his strength had increased several times, he no longer took Wu Ming, whom he had once regarded as a formidable enemy, seriously. However, compared with top masters such as Mu Lier and Gui Shou Zhenren, he still lacked a little bit of "practical experience".

When you open the book, you will find that it contains not only Naraku Hongsi's experience, but also everything from the Nine Bells to spear skills and light skills, and even the characteristics of martial arts of various schools and factions, as well as ways to deal with them.

Zhao Wumian was a little surprised, but the coping methods did not cover all the sects. He must have known what Chen Qiyuan had gained from actual combat... He didn't know what he hadn't fought before.

Zhao Wumian took a quick glance at it, then turned back to the page of Naraku Hongsi and read it carefully.

"Carry it close to you, communicate with the true qi, and stick to the spiritual platform. Do not be disturbed by the memories that the red thread of Naraku spontaneously deduces. In the chaos of information, find the feeling of the intersection of heaven and earth contained in the red thread of Naraku. Only when you are in harmony with heaven and earth, see through the illusion, and accept the spiritual rhythm in your heart can you build a bridge to communicate between heaven and earth."

Is this the trick Chen Qiyuan used to break through? It's all empty talk. It's easy to say, but it's definitely not that easy to do in practice.

Zhao Wumian continued to read, then was slightly stunned, and continued to write below:

"But these words are empty. As the Taoists often say, if you don't enter the world, how can you talk about leaving it? If you want to abandon the vast memories deduced by Naraku Hongsi and find that ray of light, it is 'not entering the world, talking about leaving it'. The memories deduced by Naraku Hongsi seem to be chaotic, but in fact they are in line with the way of heaven and earth, or in other words, they are in line with 'the way of Naraku Hongsi'... the way of time."

"Time is divided into past, present, and future. Naraku Hongsi controls the 'future', but what about the 'past' and 'present'? Is this the effect of the other nine bells, or is it that... the world has been so mediocre that for thousands of years, no one has developed Naraku Hongsi's authority over the 'past' and 'present'?"

"I don't know, but the prince has only bought me three months. If I can't make a breakthrough in three months, all my efforts will be wasted, and it will be difficult to avenge my father's murder."

"If you want to use the red thread of Naraku to build a bridge between heaven and earth, you can only use the memory it deduces for you as the root, time and time again, year after year, life after life, to experience your future... Only by entering the world can you understand it."

"In my memory, I spent all my time practicing martial arts and looking for Xiao Yuanmu to kill him, but it's ridiculous that I have never seen her until today... I have never seen her. The one deduced by Naraku Hongsi naturally looks different every time, that is, there are tall, short, fat, thin, beautiful, ugly, and even an old witch.
From this, it can be seen that this memory deduction is not without any rules... It's just that one life after another has gradually made me forget who I am, and gradually immersed myself in the memory of Naraku Hongsi... If I can't figure it out, my soul will be annihilated within the nine bells."

"But there are also benefits. In the life that Naraku Hongsi has been deducing time and time again, I have practiced and improved the Tianluo Spear time and time again. I have cultivated this spear technique to the highest level. It is extremely strong and masculine, and extremely domineering. Among the spear masters in the world, no one and no spear technique can be a match for the Tianluo Spear."

"Unfortunately, this has made this spear technique obscure and difficult to understand. Without the physique of a martial arts master, it is difficult to fully display its mysteries. Even if I simplify it, none of my disciples have mastered it. It takes an ordinary person twenty years of practice to understand the basics... Can I really pass on this spear technique completely before I die?"

Zhao Wumian didn't think that Chen Qiyuan was bragging... There were probably only thirty people in the world who could build the bridge between heaven and earth, including all the old monsters who had never appeared in the world.

How could the spearmanship of the top thirty masters who had slowly improved it over their lifetimes with the red silk of Naraku be ordinary? Moreover, among these thirty people, Chen Qiyuan's strength could probably be ranked in the top ten.

But if one wants to build the bridge between heaven and earth, one has to immerse oneself in the memories deduced by Naraku Hongsi and live one life after another... No wonder Xu Ran became schizophrenic and Chen Qiyuan almost killed his own brother.

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly and placed the dragon-patterned jade pendant next to him, making sure he could reach it at any time. Then, just in case, he took out a piece of paper and wrote, "If I pass out, put the jade pendant in my palm"... and placed the paper next to him.

Then he probed his true energy into the red thread of Naraku, thinking in his heart that if the red thread of Naraku could really deduce martial arts, it could probably also deduce the face of Lady Canghua under the mask.

However, the deduced face was probably just Zhao Wumian's subconscious imagination, not the original appearance of Lady Canghua.

But after a moment, nothing happened, and there was no feeling of dreaming at all.

Zhao Wumian was slightly surprised, but then he heard a loud bang, and the wall beside him was suddenly shattered. Empress Canghua came over with her hands behind her back. Her aura was extremely cold and full of murderous intent. Her mask had been taken off at this moment, revealing her incredibly beautiful face.

Did you really deduce that? Does Lady Canghua look like this?

Before Zhao Wumian could open his mouth, Empress Canghua, with a cold face, suddenly stabbed him in the heart with one hand.

A sharp pain came over Zhao Wumian, but in the blink of an eye, the house returned to peace... There was no broken wall, and there was no Lady Canghua who killed him inexplicably.

I have already entered the memory without knowing it!? I am even immersed in it and can't get out of it?
He quickly looked beside him and saw the dragon-patterned jade pendant was still there.

Zhao Wumian reached out and touched the jade pendant...still nothing happened. After all, he was the only one in the room, so what could happen?
A moment later, Lady Canghua pushed the door open and walked in. Unlike the black dress she wore before, she had changed her clothes after coming back... She was wearing a green dress like Su Qingqi's. Although she was wearing a mask, she still looked pure and innocent.

A green shirt was neatly draped over her forearm.

Zhao Wumian asked: "You...are Lady Canghua?"

"What else? Who do you think I am? If you want to recognize me as your mother, then kneel down and kowtow a few times, and I will consider it." Empress Canghua tilted her head, looking a little puzzled, but she would not miss any opportunity to laugh at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian felt that Lady Canghua was somewhat genuine, but he couldn't tell for sure. He watched Lady Canghua spread out the green shirt on her forearms and threw it on Zhao Wumian, then hugged her arms and said lightly:
"Walking around in your underwear, you don't look serious... After all, you are my partner in Canghua Tower. If you do this, others will laugh at you. So I bought you a piece of clothing."

There was still a hint of Lady Canghua's fragrance on the green shirt, and this was the same smell when they were eating together.

But Zhao Wumian was alert in his heart. He didn't think that the demon girl he met for the first time would be so kind to him and buy him clothes. Could it be that he was still in a fantasy?
He then asked, "Madam, can I add one more condition to my cooperation with you?"

"You are so chivalrous and indifferent to fame and fortune? In the end, you still have to talk about interests?" Lady Canghua sneered, twisting her long hair with her small hands, and said sarcastically, then said in a flat voice, "Speak."

"Let me see your face under the mask." Zhao Wumian said seriously.

Based on his understanding of Lady Canghua, she would definitely not reveal her true face so easily... otherwise why would she wear a mask?

Lady Canghua was stunned for a moment, then said with disdain: "Vulgar..."

"Don't want to?"

Lady Canghua smiled coldly, "Want to see my face? According to the rules of the martial arts world, you must take off your mask yourself. If you don't have the ability, you are not worthy of seeing my face."

This sounds like something Lady Canghua would say.

In fact, the illusion has been resolved? But he was still worried. While Zhao Wumian was thinking, the Lady Canghua had already come in front of him, hooked her finger, and said provocatively: "Come on?"

Zhao Wumian frowned and decided to try again.

He raised his hand to lift the mask.

Lady Canghua dodged lightly to the side and said disdainfully: "You don't look so careless, and you don't seem to want to see my face? Can you do it, little brat?"

The corner of Zhao Wumian's eyes twitched slightly, and then he suddenly raised his hand to take off the mask. Empress Canghua smiled and tried to hide, but Zhao Wumian suddenly changed direction and held Empress Canghua's small hand hanging by her side, and even pinched it twice.

With the identity of Lady Canghua, a demon from the Demon Sect, just having her hand touched shouldn't be a big deal...

"Lecher! Die!"

boom----

Lady Canghua, however, raised her palm in anger, striking Zhao Wumian in the heart.

Zhao Wumian's eyes went dark. When his eyes regained clarity, he saw the same room again, and found himself sitting cross-legged on the couch again.

He sighed softly, "If that's true, after being affected by Naraku's red thread, I should have been unconscious, or in a trance... The so-called taking of the jade pendant was just an act in a dream."

He stood up from the couch, looked around quietly, calmed himself down, followed Chen Qiyuan's experience, and silently comprehended the "opportunity of heaven and earth" in that illusion.

Not long after, Lady Canghua pushed the door open again.

Zhao Wumian looked helplessly, "Why are you here again?"

"What about me?" Lady Canghua looked a little confused.

"Before I entered into meditation, I was thinking about what Lady Canghua looked like under her mask. I thought about her in my heart, and so she appeared in my dreams." Zhao Wumian murmured to himself.

"It seems that Naraku Hongsi's deduction is not without any rules. When Chen Qiyuan entered the palace to gain enlightenment, he only wanted to become stronger and to have revenge, so his dream was like that... He wanted to kill Xiao Yuanmu so badly that after the breakthrough, it even affected his real self and almost killed Chen Chengyu... This makes sense, so that's it..."

Lady Canghua frowned slightly, looking slightly surprised, "You used the Naraku Red Silk? That treasure is in your hands?"

Zhao Wumian looked back at her and couldn't help but secretly think that the Naraku Red Silk was worthy of being the most precious treasure of the Nine Bells, as it could really be so similar.

Chen Qiyuan said that only by exploring it can the illusion be broken, and the next day, the bridge between heaven and earth can be built?
I know that I am in a dream, but I have not yet broken through the illusion. So what exactly should I do to be able to be called "breaking through" the illusion?
Currently, there are only two people in my memory: Zhao Wumian and Lady Canghua. Therefore, if I want to dig out more characteristics of Naraku Hongsi, I can only start from Lady Canghua's reaction.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, then walked towards Empress Canghua.

In reality, Lady Canghua came walking on the snow, wearing a fluttering black dress.

She actually brought a piece of clothing with her, and it was obvious that she really felt that the outfit was not suitable for Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian was not difficult to find. Niangniang Canghua stood at the place where she was just now, holding her breath and concentrating for a moment. She could hear every movement within a few feet around her. Birds flew by, the snow curtain brushed lightly, and the confused conversations of passers-by were extremely chaotic, but she could distinguish them carefully and in an orderly manner.

After a breath, Lady Canghua came to Zhao Wumian's house and pushed the door open.

The first thing he saw was Zhao Wumian slumped on the couch, unconscious.

She looked slightly startled, and hurried over to check his pulse... Nothing was wrong, he was not injured at all, and there were no enemies around.

Empress Canghua frowned slightly, and when she saw the paper left by Zhao Wumian, she picked it up and took a look at it. She was slightly stunned, and then hesitated for a moment. She picked up the dragon-patterned green jade pendant in Zhao Wumian's hand, looked at it for a few seconds, and then placed it on Zhao Wumian's palm.

A few seconds later, Zhao Wumian opened his eyes, with a bit of confusion in them, and suddenly sat up.

Empress Canghua had her hands behind her back, bending over to look at Zhao Wumian's face. Seeing this, she leaned back slightly, keeping a distance of only a finger from Zhao Wumian, so she was not bumped by him.

Lady Canghua was curious and asked, "Why did you faint? What is this jade pendant..."

Before she finished speaking, she paused.

Zhao Wumian looked at the mask close to him, his slightly confused eyes revealing a hint of uncertainty, and then he stretched out his hand, pinched the bottom of the mask with two fingers, and slightly raised his hand to lift it upwards.

The tip of his index finger rubbed Empress Canghua's fair and delicate skin, from her chin, to her red lips, and then to her straight and beautiful nose.

This movement was extremely skillful, as if he had lifted hundreds of masks... and these hundreds of masks were all masks of Lady Canghua.

It was too sudden and Zhao Wumian's movements were too fast. Even Empress Canghua was shocked by his action and stood still for a moment.

call--

Zhao Wumian raised his hand and lifted up the mask of Lady Canghua. The mask moved her hair in front of her forehead, causing it to flutter slightly. When the mask was removed, it was like a spring breeze following winter blowing on their faces.

Zhao Wumian and Lady Canghua looked at each other in disbelief, his gaze wandering over her eyes, willow eyebrows, delicate nose, red lips, and the black mole at the corner of her eye. Then he subconsciously said, "Each time her face is different, but the common point is that they always give me a feeling of unreality..."

"This time is no exception. This is not your face." Zhao Wumian whispered.

The two faces were very close to each other, and the warm breath from Zhao Wumian's speech brushed against her face, finally bringing Empress Canghua back to her senses, but her first reaction was not anger.

'This is not your face'... There was no deep meaning in Zhao Wumian's words.

He just hadn't recovered from the illusion for a moment, and he knew that the face he saw of her was all inferred.

But for Lady Canghua, these words were extraordinary.

This is indeed not her face; this is her appearance after disguise... Very few people have seen the face of Lady Canghua beneath the mask, and even fewer know that this face is a disguise.

Zhao Wumian could tell at a glance? Why? Is he proficient in the art of disguise? Impossible, I was the one who disguised him when he went to the inner palace.

What does that mean? Is he implying that I never really cared about him?

Back in the capital, Zhao Wumian said that if one really wanted to cooperate with him, then one should be sincere. At the time, I even mocked him for being naive.

Now that he said this, he has recognized my true identity! ?
Seeing Empress Canghua standing there in a daze, her pretty face only a finger's distance from him, Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows frivolously, pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand, reached behind Empress Canghua's waist, held her small hand, and then squeezed it.

It feels smooth and extremely soft.

Empress Canghua blinked her eyes, then flew into a rage. She grabbed Zhao Wumian's arm with one hand and threw him onto the couch with a thump. The force was so great that the wooden bed broke immediately.

boom--

"Fuck! Don't kill me! It's the real Lady Cang Hua! I told you, how could a demon girl from the Demon Sect kill someone just by touching her hand? She's so conservative, is she still a demon girl from the Demon Sect?"

"What's true or false? Zhao Wumian, if you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

There was a lot of noise, including ping-pong and the sound of things breaking apart.

This time Zhao Wumian guessed wrong. If an ordinary person really dared to touch Empress Canghua's hand, she would really kill him.

The reason why Zhao Wumian was not killed was simply because, although Lady Canghua was a demon from the Demon Sect, she was also Shen Xiangge... Besides the fact that he still needed Zhao Wumian's help, wasn't there some friendship between them?
It's not love, but it doesn't mean that Zhao Wumian's life is worthless.

Zhao Wumian clasped his hands together and sat cross-legged on the collapsed bed, with bruises all over his body.

Empress Canghua sat at the table with her legs crossed, a corner of her mask lifted up to reveal her red lips. She drank water silently and glanced at Zhao Wumian.

"Do you know your mistake?"

"Your Majesty is so beautiful that I couldn't restrain myself for a moment... Please forgive me." It was impossible for Zhao Wumian to reveal the Naraku Red Silk to Queen Canghua, so he could only say that he was aroused by lust.

Lady Canghua smiled coldly, "Keep lying to me. You don't even know what I look like, and you're so lustful?"

"After I lifted the mask, I couldn't hold back..."

Lady Canghua pouted her moist and passionate red lips, and then curled her lips, "I am only a finger away from you. If you are really lustful, why don't you kiss my lips but touch my hand instead?"

"Don't dare."

Empress Canghua slapped the table and looked at Zhao Wumian coldly, "You bravely broke into the palace, fought your way out of the capital, and stopped the military cavalry... Do you look like a coward?"

Zhao Wumian had a secret and was lying to her, so Empress Canghua would definitely see through it.

"Your face is disguised. Even if I want to kiss you, I would rather kiss your original face." Zhao Wumian said with his neck stiff.

In fact, he really had the urge to kiss her at that time, and the reason why he didn't kiss her was also for this reason...so it wasn't a lie.

Empress Canghua was slightly stunned, glanced at Zhao Wumian, and suddenly felt like laughing. She didn't want to explore why Zhao Wumian knew that she was in disguise.

But she still put on a cold face, put down the cup, threw a black robe to him, and changed the subject, "I brought you clothes, put them on and go. I have already arranged your promise... But if Cheng Dahe died early, it's no one's fault. You can only blame yourself for agreeing to her and giving her hope... She hasn't replied to my letter for a month, and her life is bleak."

Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly, said thank you, then took the clothes and took a look… It was different from the green shirt in the illusion, but a black robe, which felt very good, so it must be of good quality.

He glanced at Lady Canghua's black dress, which was of the same color.

"Going to Taiyuan? I still don't understand. Since you are going to Taiyuan to discuss cooperation, why doesn't Chen Qiyuan go with you... Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Empress Canghua drank water silently.

Zhao Wumian smiled slightly, put on his clothes, and did not answer.

He held the sword and pinched the green jade pendant with dragon pattern.

Although this time's comprehension of the Red Thread of Naraku was a misunderstanding, it was not without gain.

His mind moved, and his own image appeared in his head.

It was the scene of him holding Chen Qiyuan's Blood Scale Spear and practicing the Tianluo Spear over and over again.

When he was immersed in the memory of Naraku Hongsi, Lady Canghua stuffed the jade pendant into his palm. He could clearly feel his consciousness floating away in the void, looking down at himself in his memory like a bystander.

The key point is that the internal energy should penetrate into the red thread of Naraku and the jade pendant at the same time, concentrate the mind on the jade pendant, wrap the consciousness with the breath of the jade pendant, and penetrate into the red thread of Naraku.

It sounds mysterious, but it is actually very simple to do. As long as you master the trick and try a few more times, if you fail, it just means that nothing comes to your mind.

It was normal that Zhao Wumian hadn’t discovered it before... because he had just obtained the Naraku Red Silk last night and only had time to think about this treasure today.

The jade pendant and the Naraku Red Silk complement each other, which is equivalent to Zhao Wumian obtaining a treasure that can be used to deduce martial arts at will without any side effects.

Although Naraku Hongsi can deduce martial arts, he can do more than just deduce martial arts.

This is obviously a trick, but there is still room for improvement.

(End of this chapter)