Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 165: Intoxicating Others but Not Yourself

Outside Taiyuan City, the smell of blood lingered, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were stained with blood.

Wudamu relied entirely on his own strength to charge out of the army, but in fact he did not kill many people, not even as many as Zhao Wumian killed the Rong people's vanguard... He knew that he would die once he fell into the encirclement, so he didn't want to fight at all. Before the army surrounded him, he killed his way out and fled in a panic using his lightness skills.

But it was still a heavy blow to morale.

An army of 13,000 people failed to encircle and kill a seriously injured Wudamu? The term "lucky guy" is not enough to describe it.

But in fact, this is not their fault. There were only two thousand people guarding the west gate. It was impossible for them to stop Wudamu. The only thing to blame was that the troops were indeed insufficient, and there was a problem with Dong Yulou's deployment of troops.

And at this moment, when morale was low, Zhao Wumian took the initiative to come forward?

Dong Yulou narrowed his eyes slightly, but deep down he couldn't suppress his joy.

There are more than 10,000 of us who can’t kill Wudamu, but can we kill you?
Wudamu has been famous for a hundred years and is known as a deity on earth. With his lightness skill, he can jump more than ten feet high. But do you also have such good lightness skill?
Dong Yulou knew very well that as long as Zhao Wumian died, Luo Chaoyan would not be a concern at all... The good plan turned out like this, most likely because of Zhao Wumian.

Therefore, Dong Yulou drew his sword without hesitation and pointed it at Zhao Wumian who was standing at the city gate. Without saying a word, he shouted:

"This man is Zhao Wumian, the culprit who stole the prince's horse and caused the prince to lose face! His appearance in Taiyuan now must be suspicious. The prince died for his country and was torn to pieces. It is possible that he was the one who..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Wumian, who was standing at the city gate, suddenly disappeared.

Dong Yulou was slightly stunned, and saw that the floor tiles where Zhao Wumian had just stood suddenly broke into two holes. He spun like the wind and rushed over, breaking through the snow curtain and heading towards the army alone. His speed was so fast that Dong Yulou could only see a residual shadow.

Dong Yulou has been guarding the pass for more than ten years and is a rare master. He wields a spear with great vigor and is worthy of being called a master of spearmanship. However, he could not see Zhao Wumian's movements clearly at this moment.

But Dong Yulou was not alone, he had hundreds of guards around him, so he was not panicked at all, and ordered, "Kill————"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian had already approached the hundred guards. The sword at his waist was unsheathed, and a silver-white blade light flashed. The two guards in front of him felt a pain in their chest, and their tall figures instantly fell backwards from the horse's back and crashed into the crowd.

Zhao Wumian immediately placed his feet on the horse's back, turned his wrist slightly, held the sword in his backhand, and stepped on the horse with his feet. The two horses wearing armor under his feet cried out in pain, bent their four legs, and were trampled to the ground by Zhao Wumian.

wipe----

Pfft————

The soldiers only saw Zhao Wumian stomping heavily, and then his figure flashed over the heads of hundreds of soldiers. They could not see what he did at all. They only heard the blade of the sword passing through the air, making a sharp "scratching" sound. In the next blink of an eye, Zhao Wumian appeared behind Dong Yulou, half-crouching on the horse's back. He swung the sword horizontally to wipe away the blood, and then sheathed the sword cleanly and neatly with his backhand.

Before Dong Yulou finished saying the word "kill", his voice suddenly stopped. His armored figure swayed slightly and he fell to the ground from his horse's back.

His head flew high up and then fell down due to gravity.

Zhao Wumian held the hilt of the knife in one hand and stretched out the other hand to the side, just grabbing Dong Yulou's hair. Dong Yulou's face still showed a hint of surprise when he discovered Zhao Wumian, and a hint of horror when the knife was approaching him but he couldn't react.

Snowflakes fell all over the sky, and the ten thousand troops fell silent.

Zhao Wumian glanced at Dong Yulou's head and thought to himself that after he achieved the unity of nature and man, this master couldn't even withstand one of his moves?

This was just after he fought with Gui Shou, and his status was not yet fully reached...

Zhao Wumian stood up and stood on the horse's back, his posture as straight as a pine tree. He glanced at the dark army around him, loosened his hand holding the hilt of the knife, and took out a complete Qilin Talisman from his arms, raised it above his head, took a deep breath, and shouted: "The Qilin Talisman is here!"

The 10,000-man army was immediately in an uproar, looking at Zhao Wumian in astonishment.

Everyone in the Jin army knew about the Qilin Talisman. If the King of Jin died in the explosion, the Qilin Talisman should have turned into ashes. But now it appeared in Zhao Wumian's hands... Was it entrusted to him by the King of Jin? Or did he steal it by trickery?

They didn't know, but for a moment, they didn't dare to attack Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian once again scanned the army, "Crown Prince Luo Shuzhi is cruel and ruthless, colluding with the Rong people, intending to reduce the power of the vassal state and kill the King of Jin... The evidence is the Crown Prince Luo Changshou."

Zhao Wumian didn't say much, just pointed to Taiyuan lightly, saying that the evidence was more credible than his empty words.

The soldiers looked at him blankly, only to see the wounded and pale Luo Changshou standing on the city wall, with the Taiyuan defenders behind him.

The Taiyuan defenders surrounded Luo Changshou with grief-stricken faces and red eyes.

Luo Changshou's eyes were red as well, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "My father's death proved that he did not commit treason! Everything was directed and acted by the prince himself! At this moment and in this place, the only ones who can avenge my father are the soldiers and Zhao Wumian!"

Most of the soldiers couldn't figure out the whole story, why Piantou Pass was breached, why the Prince of Jin had to die, why the Crown Prince was involved, why the Prince who should have been imprisoned in the capital would appear here... It was all too complicated and they couldn't guess at all.

But they were soldiers of Prince Jin, and they only knew that Prince Jin was dead and that the Qilin Talisman was in Zhao Wumian's hands. The Crown Prince also said that he would follow Zhao Wumian to avenge Prince Jin... Looking at the expressions of his colleagues on the city wall, the Crown Prince did not seem to be coerced.

Their expressions kept changing. This was all too complicated and they didn't know whether they should believe what they saw.

Until Zhao Wumian threw Dong Yulou's head high up, "Dong Yulou is the vanguard under Luo Shuzhi. I have beheaded him. The next one is Luo Shuzhi!"

Zhao Wumian wanted to lead them to the capital... A soldier panted heavily, raised his spear high, pierced Dong Yulou's head, and shouted: "The Qilin Talisman and the prince are all here... Enter the capital! Execute the prince! Revenge!"

One call leads to a hundred responses.

Countless spears were raised high, "Enter the capital! Execute the prince! Revenge!"

Zhao Wumian took a deep breath, drew his sword, and pointed it at the capital. "We will move our camp to Ningwu Pass to join General Jie Jingzhao. We will immediately dispatch a large army to enter the Central Plains, destroy the capital, and execute the prince!"

"Enter the Central Plains, destroy the capital, and execute the crown prince————"

Guan Yunshu stood on the city wall. The cold wind of deep winter blew gently past her. Her black hair swayed in the wind. Her beautiful eyes looked at the man in fox fur coat in the army with unknown emotions.

The first time I met Zhao Wumian, he was still a young and naive knight who was willing to do justice even when he was being chased. Now, a month has passed, and he is going to lead an army of 200,000?
In fact, the reason why she got on Zhao Wumian's pirate ship was because Zhao Wumian told her, "You have never set foot on it, so how can you say you have experienced the world?" Now that she has experienced the world, she should have some understanding.

Liu Yuezhi, Gui Shou Zhenren, and King Jin all knew that they were in a deadly situation, but they still stepped into it without hesitation... What about Zhao Wumian?

Guan Yunshu frowned, thought about it seriously, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Luo Shuzhi did this for the throne. When Luo Chaoyan ascends the throne and Zhao Wumian commands a large army, will he repeat the same mistake after his identities are swapped? In other words, when Zhao Wumian leads an army of 200,000, will he still stand up for the civilians he doesn't know?
Will he still be able to draw his sword and ride on his horse?

Is he still him?
Zhao Wumian flew over and came in front of Guan Yunshu. Seeing the nun frowning and lost in thought, he smiled and asked, "Are you mesmerized by my heroic figure beheading an enemy general in the midst of thousands of troops?"

Guan Yunshu came back to his senses and ignored what Zhao Wumian said. Instead, he tapped his chin with his finger, pretending to be thinking seriously, and suddenly said, "You are worth observing."

"What?" Zhao Wumian was a little confused.

“I want to know, after all you’ve been through, after all you’ve had, are you still yourself?”

"My heart is here, so why bother about how much I have?" Zhao Wumian asked, and then shook his head slightly, "Where did you come from, a literary girl? It's all my fault that I hid in the bamboo forest with you to read books that night, which set a bad example."

"You are linking two completely unrelated things together... Are you talking nonsense just to find a topic because you haven't seen me for a long time and you are too happy?" Guan Yunshu sighed lightly.

"Yes."

Guan Yunshu was stunned for a moment and looked up blankly.

Zhao Wumian nodded again, "Indeed."

Guan Yunshu blinked, and then reacted. A blush appeared on her fair and indifferent face. Her mouth opened slightly, and her pink lips seemed to tremble slightly. Her expression was filled with a heart-pounding shyness. Then she realized that her expression was wrong, and turned to a faint smile, "I know that I am very attractive to you. I understand even if you don't emphasize this."

"If I don't emphasize it, I won't see your expression just now. I can be considered a great achievement for making a nun like you show that kind of expression..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian closed his mouth.

Guan Yunshu's cold gaze shot into his face, "Is it fun to tease a monk?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm so happy..." Zhao Wumian answered using Guan Yunshu's original words.

Guan Yunshu's expression became even colder, and his gaze was like a sharp sword.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves came to their ears. They looked and saw that the army outside the city had been briefly prepared and was heading towards Ningwu Pass.

Guan Yunshu looked at the dark army, his icy expression relaxed, and he whispered, "Is this finally going to end?"

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, and then said coldly: "It's over only when Luo Shuzhi dies."

The other half of the Qilin Talisman is actually buried under the big locust tree.

The fire in the palace had been put out, but the cold wind brought with it large patches of pitch-black flocs.

The ground was littered with ruins, and the air was filled with a lingering smell of burning.

At this moment, the ice lake was gone, and all that was left of the big locust tree was a piece of charred, thick wood stuck in the soil.

Luo Changshou knelt in front of the big locust tree, silent.

Zhao Wumian stood behind him, looking at the mess on the ground with complicated eyes.

The King of Jin was originally his enemy, but now he has ended up in this situation.

Zhao Wumian had guessed Luo Shuzhi's plan as early as when he was in the Eastern Palace, so he came to Jin. On the one hand, it was for Naraku Hongsi, on the other hand, it was to mobilize people to kill Eunuch Lin, and on the other hand, it was to get these 200,000 troops.

He originally thought that the Jin Army was the most difficult to obtain in his plan...but it turned out to be effortless.

The King of Jin died, but what was left to Zhao Wumian was the 200,000 Jin troops with the highest morale and the strongest combat power. However, he gave the Qilin Talisman to Zhao Wumian instead of to Luo Chaoyan, probably because he had a malicious desire to take revenge on him.

This king was suspected and plotted against because of these 200,000 troops. What will happen when you take these 200,000 troops? Will you also have a rift with Luo Chaoyan and end up like this?
That's it.

Luo Changshou knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times towards the big locust tree. Then he stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "My mother, father, and the ghost leader all died because of Luo Shuzhi. Now the Qilin Talisman and the army are in Brother Zhao's hands... Can you help me get revenge?"

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, and then said: "I heard that there was another leader in Piantou Pass, named Mei Chongyang. He was tricked by Luo Shuzhi. Although he claimed to have sacrificed his life for the country and acted heroically, he must have died with regrets."

Luo Changshou looked at Zhao Wumian and remained silent again.

Zhao Wumian continued, "After the New Year and before the beginning of spring, Luo Shuzhi will die."

"Luo Shuzhi is a member of the royal family of the Luo family. Killing him... may not be that easy in terms of etiquette and law." Luo Changshou hesitated for a moment, then said:
"I have read a lot of history books since I was young. Brother Zhao, you know that in history, killing each other in the royal family is the biggest taboo. There are many people who follow the princess, but there are more people who follow the prince. According to the practice of the ancients, they should put him under house arrest after the mutiny, and then slowly bring together various families and parties. This is the most appropriate way... But no matter what, killing the prince is an act of slaying a dragon. Unless the princess kills him with her own hands, it will definitely be unacceptable to the world."

Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly and turned to leave. "Thank you for your reminder, Prince, please stay in Taiyuan. Although the King of Jin is dead, he has dismissed most of his servants, retainers and soldiers before his death... Now they have all returned, it is safe for you to live here."

The situation has developed to this point. Luo Changshou's life or death has no impact on the overall situation. Naturally, no one will come and risk assassinating him.

Luo Changshou looked at Zhao Wumian's back with a complicated look in his eyes, then bent down and saluted Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian hurried to the Sword Sect branch. The disciples in front of the door looked at him with eyes that were full of admiration. Not to mention anything else, the fact that he could casually hug the 'Little King of Hell' was enough to make the Sword Sect disciples admire him.

They arrived at the branch without any obstructions. There was no one in the courtyard except Mu Lier, who was sitting cross-legged in the snow with a sword across her knees. She looked up at the snowflakes on the locust tree in the distance. In front of her, there was a wine gourd in the snow, on which some white snow had already accumulated.

The fox fur coat behind her hung in the snow, piled up into a small ball, but her posture was still elegant and graceful.

Speaking of which, Mu Lier is the eldest daughter of the Yanyun Mu family. She is an unattainable noble lady, but her chivalrous spirit dilutes her noble aura.

Zhao Wumian came into the courtyard and looked around, "Where is Miss Su?"

Mu Lier withdrew her gaze from the locust tree and looked at her apprentice with a faint smile in her eyes. She pointed to the wing room on the west side.
"She has been on edge these days, and now that she sees you, she relaxes and feels exhausted... But she should go to bed right away, but now she wants to take a shower first..."

As she spoke, Mu Lier looked Zhao Wumian up and down and smiled slightly, "Want to practice dual cultivation with you to heal my wounds first?"

The corner of Zhao Wumian's eye twitched. He didn't know how Mu Lier knew that he and Su Qingqi would practice dual cultivation... He guessed it was the nun who told him.

He came to Mu Li'er's side, stood with his hands behind his back, and also looked up at the big locust tree, "Master, why are you sitting outside?" "You have already achieved the unity of heaven and man. The next step is to communicate with heaven and earth, lead the spirit into the body, and circulate it inside and outside, so that you can build a bridge between heaven and earth... Do you think I will answer like this?"

Zhao Wumian tilted his head and asked, "Isn't Master practicing?"

Mu Lier picked up the wine gourd, gently shook off the snowflakes on it, uncorked it and took a sip of the liquor. Her slender white neck trembled slightly. She did not answer directly, but asked: "What are you going to do next?"

Zhao Wumian's eyes turned cold, "Of course it's to go to Beijing and kill people!"

Mu Lier sat cross-legged in the snow, took another sip of wine, and then gently swirled the wine in the gourd, saying, "I didn't ask you that."

"Ok?"

"Sit down."

Zhao Wumian sat cross-legged beside Mu Lier. It was icy cold sitting in the snow in deep winter, but it was warm staying next to Mu Lier.

Mu Lier asked: "I heard from that poisonous woman that you lived with her for two days and often made some wooden toys for her... reclining chairs, swings, etc.?"

"If Master wants, I can do it now." Zhao Wumian supported his knees with his hands and was about to stand up to buy wood.

Mu Lier held his arm and asked him to sit down again, shaking her head slightly, "How were you doing during those two days?"

Zhao Wumian was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what Mu Lier meant.

He said, "When you are in the martial world, you have no choice. I naturally want to live a comfortable and carefree life, but why should I stop now?"

"I didn't ask you to stop, I just wanted you to take a rest." Mu Li'er put down the wine gourd with a faint smile on her face, "Take a break, don't think about anything today, it won't be too late to go to the capital tomorrow."

Zhao Wumian shook his head, "After the big thing is over, why do you still lack this little time to rest?"

"When you enter the capital and the princess ascends the throne, you will have new troubles to deal with... There will always be things pushing you forward, so if you want to rest, then rest. Don't always look so anxious."

"It's a critical period."

"No matter how important it is, it's not as important as you."

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, then he collected his thoughts and sat obediently beside Mu Lier, a pleasant fragrance wafting from his side.

But he didn't know what to do when he said he needed to rest, so he said, "Before I was poisoned by the cold jade Gu, I remembered the so-called 'retrospection' method, which allowed me to find my true self and gain insight into the heavens... But I don't know what the difference is between this unity of heaven and man and before."

Mu Lier didn't want to discuss this with Zhao Wumian. She wanted Zhao Wumian to relax and take a break. However, since the disciple asked, it was not reasonable for the master to refuse. So she explained:

"To build a bridge between heaven and earth, to put it bluntly, is to absorb the energy of heaven and earth into your body. The energy of heaven and earth flows through the acupoints throughout your body and eventually becomes your own internal breath for you to use. It is inexhaustible. However, if you want to absorb the energy of heaven and earth into your body, there are naturally two conditions. The first is whether your body is qualified, and the second is whether you have a way to absorb the energy of heaven and earth...

The unity of heaven and man is the first condition, which is also the prerequisite... After all, even if you have a method, but there is no container to contain the energy of heaven and earth, it will be useless... You can look inward and see. "

Zhao Wumian closed his eyes and looked inward. At his dantian, his internal breath was long and all the meridians in his body were opened.

Before achieving the unity of man and nature, many of Zhao Wumian's meridians were in a blocked state, but they could not be opened by internal energy. Zhao Wumian thought that this was innate and could not be changed. It turned out that as long as man and nature were united, the meridians would open by themselves.

The opening of the meridians is equivalent to opening up the Ren and Du meridians. Both the combat power and the talent for martial arts are raised to a level that ordinary warriors can hardly match.

He opened his eyes. "Jin Kui Tian Ren is indeed a bit idealistic. I just know who I am, so I just let it go and break through naturally... I don't even need any external stimulation?"

"The accumulation has been completed, and only the finishing touch is left. It is natural. For ordinary warriors, they cannot reach the 'pass' step in their entire lives, let alone enter the realm of heaven and man. Counting the Central Plains, the grasslands, and the outside world, there are less than thirty people who can build the bridge between heaven and earth, and less than ten people who can achieve the unity of heaven and man. You think that letting things take their course is nothing more than reaching the pinnacle of cultivation."

Mu Lier said this calmly before she reacted. She tilted her head to look at Zhao Wumian with a slightly surprised look in her eyes, "Do you know who you are?"

Zhao Wumian actually didn't know yet. He only knew that when he first came to this world, he should have started as a baby, but he used Naraku Hongsi's "rewinding" method to erase the memories of the past twenty years... But of course he couldn't tell Mu Lier this, so he could only say;
"After I lost my memory, I felt lost and always doubted in my heart whether I was still myself. But then one day I realized that my heart was here, which is what we call knowing who I am."

Mu Lier understood, "That's right. If you want to connect to the bridge between heaven and earth, you must first regain your memory... Do you have any clues?"

"The clues are Wan Yue Xian, Han Yu Gu, and Gui Yi Zhenren. Wan Yue Xian is Xiao Yuanmu's unique skill. She has at least seen me. Han Yu Gu is needless to say, and Gui Yi Zhenren..." Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, "Master Gui Shou hinted to me before he died that when Gui Yi Zhenren was looking for Naraku Red Silk, he found clues about my enemy..."

Zhao Wumian sighed as he spoke, "I don't know where Xiao Yuanmu is. After such a big incident, she disappeared like a dead person. There is no news at all. I can't even find her if I want to."

Mu Lier thought it was funny. Zhao Wumian didn't often complain in front of her. She comforted him, "Think about it carefully. It's only been a month since this happened. Jiangnan is several months away from Jin. It's too far. Once the news comes, it will take her a long time to react... Just let it go."

"After Chaoyan ascends the throne, we can use the power of the court to look for it. This is why I came out of seclusion in the first place." Zhao Wumian has now let things go. "But Wu Ming also has the Cold Jade Gu, which was obviously given to him by Luo Shuzhi. After I enter the capital, I can also check with Luo Shuzhi..."

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian became a little anxious again. He couldn't wait to fly to the capital and nail Luo Shuzhi to the dragon throne with a single blow, and find out everything about the Han Yu Gu.

Mu Lier sighed when she saw this. Can’t Zhao Wumian stop?

She handed over the wine gourd and asked, "Would you like to drink with me?"

Zhao Wumian looked at the crystal clear liquid on the gourd's mouth and shook his head to refuse, "I seldom drink."

"You can drink with Liu Yuezhi, but not with me?" Mu Lier's voice became a little louder, and her mature and beautiful face looked slightly cold.

Zhao Wumian took the wine jug and drank it in one gulp. The little amount of wine in the gourd went down his throat, and he felt hot from his chest to his lower abdomen.

Mu Lier smiled, "Is it delicious?"

Zhao Wumian wanted to ask what was so good about the wine? But the wine that Mu Lier had drunk had its own sweetness.

He didn't answer directly, but shook the gourd, "No more wine."

Mu Lier shouted outside the courtyard, "Bring some wine!"

Less than an incense stick of time had passed since he finished speaking, and more than a dozen disciples of the Sword Sect came in with jars of wine and placed them in the courtyard. However, they did not dare even look at Mu Lier. They lowered their heads, put down the wine, and hurriedly left, closing the courtyard door behind them. Their movements were extremely quick, as if they were afraid they had two fewer legs.

Zhao Wumian became more and more curious about what kind of Rakshasa image Mu Lier held in the minds of the Sword Sect disciples... Why were every Sword Sect disciple so afraid of her?

Mu Lier raised her hand slightly, her internal energy surged, and she actually took out the wine jar from the air.

Zhao Wumian was astonished, "Telekinesis!?"

"After becoming a celestial being, even if you haven't truly connected the bridge between heaven and earth, you can still do it by simply utilizing the energy of heaven and earth. But not everyone can do it. This is my sword sect's dragon-catching skill..." Mu Lier looked at him with a little surprise, and then remembered that as a master, she hadn't taught Zhao Wumian anything. Now he is so amazing, and the fault lies with herself.

I am really unworthy of being your master... Mu Lier's eyes became more complicated. She held Zhao Wumian's hand, passed the true Qi through him, and circulated it along certain meridians.
"The so-called dragon-catching is nothing more than controlling an object with internal energy. According to the internal energy of an ordinary warrior, it must be the extent of stirring up a breeze or absorbing some snacks. Now that you have entered the heavenly realm, you should make use of the energy of heaven and earth, and you will naturally be able to do more things. You should remember the dragon-catching formula and the direction of the internal energy flow..."

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment and raised his hand slightly.

The hairpin on Mu Lier's hair was sucked into his hand through the air, and then Mu Lier's black hair fell down and draped over her waist, making the chivalrous female hero look more gentle.

Mu Lier rolled her eyes at him, but she wasn't angry. She just said angrily, "Once you've learned some skills, you want to bully your master?"

"After learning the skills, you should protect your master." Zhao Wumian smiled and rolled up Mu Lier's hair again, preparing to tie it up for her again.

Mu Lier opened her pink lips slightly, wanting to say that men and women should not touch each other, and tying hair is something that lovers do, why are you, a disciple, getting involved?
But thinking that it was out of filial piety, Mu Lier let him go.

How good is Zhao Wumian at tying hair? It doesn’t look good, but Mu Lier is extremely beautiful, so no matter how she ties her hair, she can’t look ugly.

Mu Lier knew without even looking that Zhao Wumian’s tattoo was not pretty...but she didn’t blame her apprentice.

No matter what Zhao Wumian did, she would never blame him.

After tying her hair, Mu Lier handed him a jar of wine and said lightly, "Drink."

After that, she added, "You are not allowed to use internal force."

When letting Zhao Wumian tie her hair, Mu Lier was well-behaved and gentle. Now that she was done and about to drink, her tone was unquestionable and full of majesty.

Zhao Wumian smiled slightly, picked up the wine jar and gulped it down.

Mu Lier also laughed, raised her fingertips to tidy up the slightly messy hair that was tied up by Zhao Wumian, then raised her head to drink, full of heroic spirit.

The Sword Sect disciples sent quite a few wine jars, a total of twenty jars.

While drinking, Mu Lier asked, "Now that you are poisoned by the cold jade Gu again, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhao Wumian was a little tipsy. He looked inward and shook his head. "Thanks to Miss Zi Yi, I am now half a body that is innately poisonous. The cold jade Gu is actually similar to a tonic for me. So not only do I not feel uncomfortable, but I feel like I have taken some tonic. I have endless energy and even feel a little uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable?" Mu Lier frowned slightly.

"I want to vent."

Mu Lier looked Zhao Wumian up and down, then shook her head, "If you want to vent, just fight me, but your injuries haven't healed yet, so forget it."

Zhao Wumian didn't say anything, he just gulped down the wine... because he found that the cold jade Gu had indeed been digested by him, and the poison that was enough to kill Wu Kui spread throughout his body, penetrated into his bones, turned into nutrients, and also turned into qi and blood...

The blood was too vigorous, and the fragrance of Mu Lier's body reached his nose... The beautiful master was sitting next to him, and Zhao Wumian always couldn't help but look at her.

Mu Lier tilted her head and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why are you looking at me?"

Zhao Wumian retracted his gaze and asked, "Is Master married?"

"Huh? How can I get married?" Mu Lier smiled carefreely, "I'm 26 years old. Every time I go home, I'm always urged to get married, but if I don't want to, no one can force me."

“Oh…” Zhao Wumian drank silently.

But Zhao Wumian didn't drink often, and he never thought that alcohol was tasty, so as long as he didn't use his internal energy, he would get drunk quickly.

Too drunk.

He knew that Mu Lier didn't let him use his internal energy because she wanted him to take a rest... so let him take a rest.

Shen Xiangge was like this at the beginning, and so was Mu Lier. They both wanted him to have a good rest... they were both concerned about his health.

As soon as Zhao Wumian fell, Mu Lier gently pulled him and let him lean on her shoulder.

Zhao Wumian exhaled alcohol and threw himself on her face.

Mu Lier smiled slightly, holding Zhao Wumian with one hand, holding the wine jar with the other hand, and drinking from it.

Then he couldn't help but glance downwards out of the corner of his eye, and his whole body suddenly stiffened.

Mu Lier withdrew her gaze, but couldn't help but take another look.

Take your gaze back and take another look.

No, no...Mu Lier shook her head, put down the wine jar, and cursed herself inwardly, what was she doing?
She carried Zhao Wumian to the west wing and knocked on the door.

"Miss Su, he's asleep, you can take care of him."

After leaving Zhao Wumian behind, Mu Lier ran away without a trace...

Su Qingqi had just finished taking a shower. She opened the door with wet hair and looked around. There was no sign of Mu Lier.

She picked up Zhao Wumian, looked at the wine jar in the middle of the yard, blinked, and then looked at Zhao Wumian again. Her gaze fixed on one place, and her fair face suddenly flushed.

She pouted, carried Zhao Wumian into the house, then stuck her little face out of the door to look around, then closed the door and bolted it.

(End of this chapter)