Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 215: Revenge and Repaying

The night rain is approaching the city, the evening breeze is sweeping, the spring raindrops bounce off the ground, and a light mist fills the city.

In the wing of the Sword Sect's branch, the curtains were drawn, the bedding rose and fell slowly, there were many heaters beside the beds, the room was full of warmth, even a little hot.

Clear and distinct.

Through the curtain, a figure stood up, pulled the quilt first, and covered the person next to him. Then he gently pulled on his face to remove the headband used to cover his eyes.

Zhao Wumian sat up, rubbed his arms and chest, and thought to himself that the Tang family, as one of the most famous families in Shu, really had some skills. With his physique, he even felt a little frozen after sticking close to Mu Lier for a while.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look. Mu Li'er was covered up to her neck with the quilt, leaving only her delicate little face exposed. At this moment, her eyes were closed, her breathing was steady, and she was sleeping soundly. It was obvious that she had overcome the cold poison... It must have been very uncomfortable when the poison took effect. It was worthy of being the poison used by the Tang family to torture her.

However, Luo Xiangzhu was too weak and couldn't warm Mu Lier's body even if he wanted to. After holding her for a while and sneezing several times, Zhao Wumian called her to lie down in the next room.

At this moment, there were only Zhao Wumian and Mu Lier in the room.

Shaking his head gently to clear away his distracting thoughts, Zhao Wumian wanted to help Mu Lier change the bed sheets, but Mu Lier had just fallen asleep with great difficulty and it would not be appropriate to wake her up, so he lifted the quilt and prepared to change clothes. However, before he could do anything, Mu Lier stretched out an arm as smooth as jade from the quilt, raised her hand, took out a heater and threw it off the bed.

bang-

Zhao Wumian: ...

Zhao Wumian looked back at her face...she was still sleeping.

Yes, it was purely because after I got through it, the quilt was too hot, so I did it subconsciously.

There were three layers of bedding, so Zhao Wumian raised his hand and lifted two layers, preparing to get out of bed with the bedding, but Mu Lier still seemed hot and lifted the only remaining layer of bedding.

Mu Lier was wearing a pure white bellyband embroidered with plum blossoms, revealing only her slender and graceful collarbone, but the bellyband was obviously soaked through. She lifted the quilt with one hand while reaching to her back with the other hand, grabbed the bellyband's ribbon, and then threw it under the bed in a heroic manner.

With such speed and synchronization rate, Zhao Wumian had just looked at Mu Lier when her bellyband had already been taken off by her.

But Mu Lier was sleeping on the inside and Zhao Wumian was sleeping on the outside, so when Mu Lier threw the pure white bellyband covered with sweat, it fell on Zhao Wumian's face. And in the first second before Zhao Wumian's vision was covered by the bellyband, he could vaguely see two big lumps swaying slightly with Mu Lier's movements.

Zhao Wumian's breath was choked and he quickly looked away, only to hear a rustling sound beside him. A second later, another pair of thin pants soaked with sweat were thrown on Zhao Wumian's face.

After taking off two pieces of wet underwear, Mu Lier changed her posture beautifully in her sleep. She clamped the quilt with one of her plump white legs, turned over, and then frowned slightly, wondering why the quilt was so wet, so she kicked the quilt with her legs and lay on the couch with her arms and legs spread.

I guess Mu Lier’s sleeping posture is not good.

Zhao Wumian's face was soaked by the wet bellyband and thin pants. He raised his hand to take them off, and his mouth and nose were filled with the scent of Mu Lier. However, with his perception, he knew what position Mu Lier was in at the moment, so he turned his head away and did not take advantage of his master. But even so, he still instinctively thought of that...

The master is actually a concave type...

Zhao Wumian shook his head to clear away his distracting thoughts, drew open the curtain, hurriedly got off the bed, put down his bellyband and thin pants, and found a towel to wipe his face.

I wanted to find a corner to meditate and regulate my breathing, but as soon as I closed my eyes, my heart sunken and I couldn’t calm down at all. Moreover, if I stayed in the house, when Mu Lier woke up, she would find herself naked, which would be the most embarrassing thing in her life.

As her master, she has always been thin-skinned, and she has always been sensitive about anything that happened between her and Zhao Wumian that went beyond the boundaries between master and disciple... No matter what Zhao Wumian thought of Mu Lier, as long as she didn't want to, Zhao Wumian would definitely not force her, let alone use various means to forcibly change her mind.

Therefore, Zhao Wumian did not want to appear too ambiguous with Mu Lier, so he stood up and took out a piece of fox skin from the coat that Mu Lier took off. He looked at it for a few seconds, put it in his arms, pushed the door and left.

crunch--

The door was closed tightly, and the only sound in the house was the clear rustling sound of raindrops hitting the windows and walls.

Behind the curtain, Mu Lier suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, and her pretty fair face was flushed... She only noticed and woke up after Zhao Wumian got up from the bed.

She raised her hand slightly, looked in front of her, then grabbed the quilt that she had kicked aside with both hands and suddenly covered herself up. Looking from outside the curtain, one could vaguely see a large ball twisting and turning in the quilt. After a moment, a low, extremely embarrassed and angry voice was heard.

"Mu Lier! Why don't you change your sleeping posture? You are embarrassing yourself in front of your disciple!"

At this time, Zhao Wumian had already left the villa. He looked up at the sky and thought to himself that the night was really long. It was not even dawn yet... There were really too many things to do.

If he had a choice, Zhao Wumian would also like to go out to listen to music in brothels every night... But Miss Su would be sad if she knew.

He went through the corridor between the houses to the next room, took out the fox skin, and whispered the top sentence:

"The Heavenly Demon Blood Solution is only available to those who are destined to obtain it. This should be the original Heavenly Demon Blood Solution... Hey, Xian Yuchen is destined to be the protagonist. Although he failed when communicating with the bridge between heaven and earth, he actually got the opportunity after wandering around the martial arts world for a few years... But now it's mine."

How can you travel the world without this thing? But Zhao Wumian just doesn't have it. His strength is all the result of his hard work and practice. He never relies on any old grandfather, treasures found on cliffs, secret realms and other adventures... But although he can't meet the old grandfather, he has the charming female knight, the gentle empress, the lovely master, the youthful lady, and the mature and beautiful queen mother.

Zhao Wumian complained about himself in his heart, then sat down at the table, poured himself a glass of water, calmed himself down, and then read the book carefully.

But after reading just one sentence, he frowned slightly and whispered: "Break through the Tanzhong acupoint... Are you kidding? Tanzhong is a key acupoint of the heart meridian. Let alone using internal energy to break through, even if you just press it there normally, something might go wrong."

Zhao Wumian continued to look down, but saw a line of small words in the corner:
'The Western Region Soul Seal, internal energy enters the body, the heart meridians are cut, and the life force is lost. God will not let you go, the dantian is still there, the internal breath is still there, and you will be desperate. The internal breath will replace the heart. You will survive for three days, and your strength will double. Your great revenge will be avenged. You will sleep here forever. I will engrave this method and place it here, waiting for the destined person.'

Western Region Soul-Separation Seal…When Zhao Wumian saw these words, his heart skipped a beat for some reason.

He had heard of the Western Region Holy Religion, but the martial art of Soul Seal... Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment and silently memorized it in his heart.

His thoughts returned to the Demonic Blood Solution, and he read it carefully several times before he understood.

The person who created this martial art was seriously injured and was about to die with his heart meridians cut off. Before he died, he took a gamble and used his internal breath to replace the heart to supply blood. However, the speed of blood supply by internal breath and blood supply by the heart was obviously different... The faster the speed, the stronger the explosive power and strength of the muscles and bones will naturally be.

But it will cause great damage to the internal organs, and if the heart meridian is not damaged, the first thing to explode will be the heart... This "Heavenly Demon Blood Solution" is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime secret method that can only be figured out by chance when one is in a desperate situation and has to make a last gamble.

One step off and it would be a dead end.

However, the internal energy usually circulates in the meridians. At this moment, it rushes out of the meridians and flows into the blood, but it does not produce any chemical reaction with the blood. Instead, it forms a thin film to protect the blood vessels to prevent the blood pressure from bursting the blood vessels and causing the body to explode and die on the spot.

But the function of the heart is not only to supply blood and oxygen, it also regulates body temperature, recycles carbon dioxide and waste, etc. In addition, the blood flow was too fast, which put too much burden on the internal organs, so this man only lived for three more days before dying.

It is probably not because the internal energy has been used up, but because the internal organs have become a pile of rotten flesh and cannot be cured by medicine.

Just looking at Zhao Wumian made my scalp tingle. To put it bluntly, this so-called "Heavenly Demon Blood Solution" is a method of using internal energy to speed up blood flow.

This fox skin is quite old, and several generations have improved it. Now there is no need to forcibly shatter the heart meridian. As long as you master four difficulties, you can master this secret method.

One is to use a unique secret method to suppress the heart and stop it from working.

The second is how to use internal breath to guide blood circulation throughout the body. This not only requires meticulous control of internal breath, but also familiarity with the various acupoints and organs in the body.

The third is how to use internal breath to protect blood vessels from bursting.

The fourth is to adjust the blood supply rate. The faster the rate, the more significant the strengthening of the body... Although it is difficult, it is strong in its growth potential.

No wonder when Chou Manjiang made his move, he lost eight hundred of his own blood before hurting the enemy... and this is the degraded version.

No wonder Xian Yuchen could only hold on for one stick of incense. If he had held on a little longer, his internal organs would not have been able to bear it and his life would have been in danger.

The above four difficulties must be overcome one by one in order to fully master the Heavenly Demon Blood Solution. If there is even a slight mistake in any step, there will be no recovery.

But the risk is proportional to the reward. Xian Yuchen's martial arts and perception are far inferior to Wu Kui's, but his muscles and explosive power are indeed very good. Even with Zhao Wumian's muscles that have been strengthened many times by the poison, he would be knocked away by a single shot if he confronted him head-on.

Actually, Zhao Wumian is not lacking in 'techniques' now. With Naraku Red Silk, he can practice in his sea of ​​consciousness for more than ten years while others practice for one year. Therefore, his 'techniques' are enough to be considered as advanced and rank among the best in martial arts. The only thing he lacks is the numerical value... Isn't this Heavenly Demon Blood Solution a perfect match?
The rest of that so-called endless internal energy...if I kill you before the blue bar is exhausted, then it won't be considered my disadvantage.

Thinking of this, even Zhao Wumian couldn't help but feel excited. Of course, the reason why the secret method is a secret method is not that it can only have benefits. In addition to the difficulty in learning, there are risks after using it. Xian Yuchen's limit is one stick of incense, and there will be risks after that. People's physiques cannot be generalized, and it is unknown how long Zhao Wumian's limit can last.

He looked at the fox skin carefully several times, and only after he knew it by heart did he pick up the Naraku Red Silk and the Dragon-patterned Green Jade Pendant, concentrate his mind into the Nine Bells, and practice in the sea of ​​consciousness that was infinitely close to reality.

Learning the extremely risky secret method is just right for Naraku Hongsi... Anyway, no matter how many times he fails, Zhao Wumian has no risks to take.

An unknown amount of time had passed before a knock on the door interrupted Zhao Wumian's concentration.

"Young Sword Master, Young Sword Master, there is news about the helmsman, do you want to go and take a look?"

Zhao Wumian opened his eyes and was silent for a few seconds for some reason. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes gradually regained clarity, and he whispered to himself:

"No wonder a talent like Chou Manjiang is only worthy of learning the inferior version... I don't know how many disciples of Huanzhen Pavilion have died in order to learn this secret method... It's really an unconventional move."

He opened the door and saw heavy rain outside with occasional thunder. The weather was getting worse and it was hard to tell the difference between day and night.

"What time is it?"

"Young Sword Master, it's morning hour." The Sword Sect disciple outside the house was wearing a thick straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, and his face and clothes were soaked with rain.

"It's already the next morning and it's still so dark..." Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly, then looked at the Sword Sect disciple and smiled slightly, "Thank you for looking for him outside. When he comes back, I will treat you to a good meal."

"Young Sword Master, you are too kind." The Sword Sect disciple hesitated for a few seconds before bowing and saying:
"The Captain treats us very well on weekdays and has never forgotten us. Now he is trying to murder the Young Sword Master. He deserves death, but he has his reasons. I hope the Young Sword Master can let Captain Jiang live..."

Zhao Wumian smiled slightly, "Seeking good fortune and avoiding danger, that's how the martial arts world works. I don't blame Master Jiang. For me, even if I made a mistake, I will just make amends. After all, I was coerced by someone."

The Sword Sect disciples were immediately overjoyed and clasped their fists, saying, "Master Jiang followed the thieves and carefully concealed his tracks without revealing his whereabouts. But for some reason he left behind the Sword Sect's secret code, which is at Taiping Port. He must have known that the other party was tough and that he would have a hard time defeating them alone, so he did this."

Zhao Wumian still didn't know who Jiang Yuze was following. He didn't have any information at all. He was slightly stunned when he heard this. "Taiping Port?"

Taiping Port was named after the Taiping River that passes through Changshan, and the Taiping River is one of the main streams of the Hutuo River... The Hutuo River originates in Xinzhou. At this moment, the war in Jin is urgent, so the sooner the better. The food and grass transported to Jin were transported via the Taiping River to the Hutuo River and then to Jin.

This plan was decided by Luo Chaoyan.

There is a war going on on the front line right now, and the importance of Taiping Port is self-evident... Why did Jiang Yuze go there?
Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, preparing to rush to Taiping Port, but then he remembered that his Wuhen Knife was still in Mu Lier's boudoir... Zhao Wumian shook his head repeatedly, turned back to the house, put on his straw raincoat and hat, and said, "Bring my horse here."

"Yes."

It is better not to enter the master's boudoir for now, in case you see something you shouldn't see. Fortunately, Zhao Wumian didn't bring only the Wuhen Sword and one other weapon when he came... There was also a Bi Bo Bai Spear hanging on the Zhaoye Jade Lion.

It was pouring rain at this moment. The Jade Lion Zhaoye stood in the rain, shaking its hair and jumping in the rain. It did not seem to be afraid of strangers at all.

Zhao Wumian knocked on Luo Xiangzhu's door first. "There is news about Master Jiang. I'll go over there to take a look. If Master wakes up and asks about me later, please tell him, Senior Sister."

Luo Xiangzhu opened the door, wearing a light blue palace skirt, and looked up at him with a worried look... She probably just woke up not long ago, and at this moment she was holding a piece of persimmon cake in her hand, which she had already eaten half of.

She grabbed Zhao Wumian's sleeve and dragged him into the room, then took two more persimmon cakes from the table and stuffed them into his arms.

Breakfast...Luo Xiangzhu made such a gesture.

But Zhao Wumian couldn't understand.

Luo Xiangzhu smiled at him softly and made a gesture of 'waiting for you to come back and learn sign language'.

Zhao Wumian still couldn't understand.

Luo Xiangzhu stopped signing... She stuffed another piece of persimmon cake into Zhao Wumian's arms and pushed him out.

Zhao Wumian touched the persimmon cake in his arms, put on his hat, looked back at Luo Xiangzhu who was standing at the door looking at him, waved his hand gently, and left the courtyard leading the little white horse playing in the water in the rain.

At the entrance of an alley outside the Jianzong branch, there was a carriage parked with the word "Yang" written on it.

Hearing the footsteps, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing Shen Xiangge's exquisite face. She held a meat-filled bun in her hand, chewing it, and greeted Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian came over with his horse, "Why are you here? Why don't you go in?"

"I am not from the Sword Sect, and I have asked the disciples about Jiang Yuze's whereabouts. I know you will be out soon, so why bother going in again?" Shen Xiangge took another bite of the meat-filled pancake and said:

"I want to remind you, don't underestimate anyone. The man Jiang Yuze was following, I was just casually looking outside last night, and I saw him sneaking around on the eaves...

In fact, I wasn't sure if there was a person there, but he thought I had spotted him and ran away immediately. His vigilance alone was extraordinary. I'm not weak either, but even I couldn't detect that there was someone there. I guess he was also in harmony with nature."

"This only shows that he is sensitive and cautious, and is a good thief... As for whether he is in harmony with nature, who knows?" Zhao Wumian looked Shen Xiangge up and down, "Just for this, you came all the way here to remind me?"

How is it possible... Shen Xiangge went to the Canghua Tower branch last night to inquire and only then did he know the identity of that Rong man.

If Shen Xiangge, the most talented person in the grassland who achieved the unity of man and nature, really fought with Zhao Wumian, he would inevitably be worried. That's why he wanted to remind Zhao Wumian to prevent him from falling into a trap and meeting with an unexpected event... After all, Zhao Wumian didn't know Turga at all. He was in the light while Turga was in the dark. He might really fall into the trap even if he was not careful.

Logically speaking, Shen Xiangge should hide in the dark, and wait for Zhao Wumian and Turga to fight, and then seek an opportunity to get rid of Turga and eliminate the trouble forever... But she was afraid that if she didn't remind Zhao Wumian at this moment, he would die at Turga's hands, so she couldn't help but run over.

Shen Xiangge took another bite of the meat-filled pancake, "Have you forgotten that I have been lurking in Canghua Tower? When you were accompanying Master last night, I went to Canghua Tower to ask about it. I learned that the person I missed last night was named Turga, the youngest son of Wudamu. He has been in the Sky-Watching Academy for two years and has learned everything that is top-notch. If we really fight, who will win between you and him..."

"You went to Canghua Tower?" Zhao Wumian frowned.

Shen Xiangge tilted his head in confusion, "What's wrong? Is this the first day you knew that I have a relationship with Canghua Tower?"

"You became a disciple of the Jian Sect under orders that night and came to seduce me. Now that your plan has failed, why didn't Canghua Tower punish you?" Zhao Wumian asked with a slightly concerned tone.

Shen Xiangge was stunned. She had forgotten about this, but Zhao Wumian still remembered it? At this time, he was still concerned about whether Canghualou would punish her?

Shen Xiangge stopped chewing, and stared at Zhao Wumian for two seconds with half of her cheek puffed up. Then she looked away calmly, lowered the curtain, and her voice came from the carriage, "Of course, this lady is not just here to remind you... I want to go with you."

Shen Xiangge changed his mind... It would be better to stay with Zhao Wumian. Although he couldn't use his real strength, he could still assist him openly or secretly. If Zhao Wumian's life was really in danger, then with him by his side, rescue could be more timely to prevent any failure.

Although Shen Xiangge is a martial arts master, he never underestimates anyone.

"why?"

"I've been staying in the Yang family as a secluded lady, and I'm almost out of the limelight... How much fun would it be to go out with you to catch Rong people?"

"Do you think this is going out for fun?" Zhao Wumian frowned, took a few steps forward, lifted the car curtain, and looked at Shen Xiangge's profile, "You are not allowed to go."

There was a small table in the carriage with a bowl of soy milk on it. She sipped the soy milk from the small bowl. Hearing this, she glanced at Zhao Wumian and then looked away.

"It's no use glaring at me. You are not allowed to go."

Shen Xiangge looked at him again, "I'm just glaring at you, glaring at you, glaring at you, your legs are on me, I can go wherever I want, are you my husband? Or my brother? Or my father? Why do you like to control me so much?"

I followed you because I want to protect you... You should be happy to have Lady Canghua protecting you so closely!

Zhao Wumian raised his hand, snatched the soy milk from her hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

"You!" Shen Xiangge glared at him.

Zhao Wumian gestured to the empty bowl and said, "If you follow me, I will have to distract myself from protecting you. I have to get some compensation, right?"

Shen Xiangge blinked his eyes, and then a charming and innocent smile instantly appeared on his face. He straightened his waist and said, "My Lord can obviously make more excessive demands..."

"When we return to the capital, I will tell the Queen Mother that you behaved rudely and dissolutely in front of me."

Shen Xiangge's expression froze, and he said with a fake smile: "My Lord, what are people who casually tell tales generally called?"

"A gentleman who protects Miss Shen's reputation and Miss Shen's etiquette."

"Wrong, it's someone I hate!"

Zhao Wumian led the horse and left, "If we delay any longer, Master Jiang might even lose his life."

The small table in the carriage clanged, and then Shen Xiangge, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, hurried over, "That guy was ready to kill you, and you actually wanted to save him?"

"The joy of revenge in the martial arts world is not just about gratitude and hatred."

Shen Xiangge laughed sweetly, "I'll ask someone to write an autobiography for you in the future, and this sentence will have to be added."

Zhao Wumian looked at her in confusion...It seemed that Lady Canghua had also said the same thing to him, but she was talking about "Legends of Jianghu Heroes".

After being scared away by Shen Xiangge's look, Turga did not leave the city... If a person who has achieved the unity of man and nature escaped in such a disgrace, then with this demon in his heart, he would never be able to communicate with the bridge between heaven and earth in his entire life.

If we can't catch Luo Xiangzhu, then we can gain something from other sources...

Turga stood in the rain in silence for a moment, and suddenly found someone following him. He frowned slightly and had an idea in his mind.

He first flew to a restaurant, went all the way to the top floor, and found an acquaintance.

"Mr. Chen Wen, long time no see." Turga bowed to a middle-aged man who was making tea in the room.

Chen Wenye is the most famous middleman in Changshan's underworld. Turga is dressed like a young master in a green shirt, and his every move is no different from that of a Central Plains man. It is obvious that he once concealed his identity and mingled in the Central Plains underworld for a period of time, using the alias Li Ming.

The middleman named Chen Wenye raised his eyebrows frivolously, "Li Ming...how come you have time to come and see me?"

Turga threw out a purse and said, "No one comes to see you for no reason. If you come to see Master Chen Wen, you must have something to ask for."

Master Chen Wen weighed the purse and smiled, "Tell me more."

"I want to find some martial arts experts who are decent."

"Martial arts is acceptable, but this is a bit too broad."

"Can beat a Grandmaster."

Chen Wenye's face froze, "Do you think the Grandmaster is a cabbage?!"

"Someone is following me, and I want to find someone to fight him off. His martial arts skills are considered a grandmaster goalkeeper, and anyone who isn't a grandmaster will definitely not be able to defeat him."

In fact, Turga didn’t know Jiang Yuze’s level, but the people he called must be as strong as possible.

"You won't go up yourself?"

Turga shook his head slightly, "Master Chen Wen, don't you know the rules of the underworld? Don't ask too much."

Chen Wenye waved his hand and threw the purse back, "I can't find it."

Turga threw two more gold bars.

Master Chen Wen silently stuffed the gold bar into his sleeve and said, "No problem."

"I want it tonight, or tomorrow morning at the latest."

"Do you think the people in Changshan are all surnamed Li?" Chen Wenye's eyes narrowed.

Two more gold bars.

Master Chen Wen smiled immediately and said, "I'll try my best."

(End of this chapter)