Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 118 Zhong Ling, the fierce and cute little cutie (asking for monthly tickets)

"Sister Mu, guess who I am?"

The petite figure ran behind Mu Wanqing, stomped her emerald green embroidered shoes heavily on the ground, jumped up, threw herself on Mu Wanqing's back, covered her eyes and asked.

The voice is cheerful and lively, tender and soft, and you can tell it is a smart girl as soon as you hear it.

Mu Wanqing had already known the other party's identity the moment he opened his mouth. A rare smile appeared on her cold face as she said softly, "Ling'er, stop messing around."

"Hehe, Sister Mu knew it was me right away. You're so amazing." Zhong Ling jumped down from Mu Wanqing's back. Her little mouth was as sweet as honey. Mu Wanqing blushed with praise and couldn't help but steal a glance at Zhang Kuang.

Zhong Ling followed her gaze and saw Zhang Kuang, but she exclaimed "Ah" as if she had just discovered that there was another person standing here. "My name is Zhong Ling, and I am Sister Mu's junior sister. They all call me Ling'er, and you can follow Sister Mu and call me that."

"Ling'er!" Mu Wanqing understood the meaning of Zhong Ling's words. Her cheeks became redder and she couldn't help but look at Zhang Kuang.

Zhang Kuang's eyes swept over Zhong Ling's face and body, then he turned his gaze to Qin Hongmian, and made a "hmm" sound with the tip of his nose, which was considered a response to Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling is as her name suggests, a beautiful little girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a round face that is particularly cute, eyes like autumn water, a smile like a flower, a small dimple at the corner of her mouth, skin as white as cream, and rosy skin that looks very cute. She is petite and lively like a child.

Zhong Ling didn't care about Zhang Kuang's indifference towards her. She just held Mu Wanqing's arm and looked towards the cable car. Seeing Qin Hongmian moving over with Qing Gong, a trace of fear flashed across her face. She gently poked Mu Wanqing's waist with her finger and whispered, "Sister Mu, why is your master here too?"

Just at this moment, Qin Hongmian came over and glared at Zhong Ling when she heard what she said.

Zhong Ling stuck out her tongue, then blinked her big eyes and timidly greeted:

"Hello, Uncle Qin."

"Yeah," Qin Hongmian's reaction was exactly the same as Zhang Kuang's, but her attitude was not cold, but rather a bit distant.

When her gaze fell on Zhang Kuang, the anger in her heart was instantly suppressed, and she forced a smile on her oval face, "Why did you only bring Wanqing here?"

Zhang Kuang glanced at her sideways, "Not angry anymore?"

Qin Hongmian was speechless after being rebuked by his words. Just as she was about to argue, Mu Wanqing stepped forward and explained to her what Zhang Kuang had said to her before. The last bit of anger in Qin Hongmian's heart also dissipated, but she did not thank Zhang Kuang like Mu Wanqing did.

Zhang Kuang ignored the Jianghu people behind him, turned his head to look at the dense forest, and asked, "Are we going to Wanjie Valley now?"

Zhong Ling tilted her head and asked like a curious baby, "Uncle Master, Sister Mu, are you going to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations? There are quite a few outsiders in the valley, and they look menacing. There's also one with a lecherous look who's obviously not a good person. You and Sister Mu must be careful."

The Four Evil Men?

After hearing her description and comparing it with the plot in his memory, Zhang Kuang guessed the identities of these outsiders, but he didn't agree in his heart.

Qin Hongmian didn't take it seriously. She had just learned the Beiming Divine Art, and although she had only mastered one thirty-sixth of it, she felt confident that her martial arts had improved significantly. She simply said, "Why are you talking so much? Lead the way."

"Don't you know how to get here? I just got out..." Zhong Ling muttered softly, but she still didn't dare to contradict Qin Hongmian. She could only lead the way listlessly. The Jianghu people on the bridge saw that the people on the other side were about to disappear into the forest. The thin old man in the lead suddenly became anxious. He gritted his teeth and took out a medicine bag from his waist. He took out a pill and swallowed it. His thin face suddenly turned blood red. His Qinggong became much faster. After a few jumps, he reached the shore and shouted at the backs of Zhang Kuang and others:
"Please stay!"

Zhang Kuang naturally ignored it.

Qin Hongmian stopped, turned sideways to look at the newcomer, drew the Shura Knife from her waist, and said in a cold tone:

"roll!"

She hasn't spoken to a man in more than ten years. If she weren't so arrogant, she would probably still be living in seclusion in the valley and wouldn't have to break the rules.

"Why bother with them? If they dare to come up, just kill them." Zhang Kuang's eyes fell on the thin old man for a moment and then he lost interest in him. He was so weak that he had no interest in him.

The thin old man saw that Zhang Kuang had an extraordinary demeanor and was definitely not an ordinary person. Therefore, even after hearing his "boastful words", he did not neglect him in the slightest. He just said to himself: "I am Sikong Xuan, the leader of the Shennong Gang. I am ordered by the Tianshan Tonglao, the Palace Master of the Lingjiu Palace on Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan Mountain, to investigate the secrets of the immortals in Wuliang Mountain. I previously witnessed the auspicious scene of the immortals stepping on a bridge in the air and forming a path of wind and fire. I have followed them here. May I ask if you can see where the immortals are?"

"If you can be so kind as to tell me, I will tell you the truth in front of the Child-Grandmother one day and speak well of you in front of the Child-Grandmother."

The Shennong Gang is just a second-rate gang that is not worthy of being on the stage, but it has established connections with the Lingjiu Palace and has always been superior to other forces near Wuliang Mountain.

But none of the four people present cared about his title, let alone the Child-Fairy of Tianshan - except Zhang Kuang, Qin Hongmian had always been a loner, and Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling had never ventured into the world alone, so the three of them had never heard of her name!

Zhang Kuang looked around and saw that the surrounding forest was deep and lush, mostly pine trees. He gave up the thought of picking flowers and leaves, and raised his foot to knock a stone from the ground.

With a "bang", a flying stone flew through the air and hit Sikong Xuan's mouth, making his mouth full of blood and countless teeth broken.

"Well!"

Sikong Xuan covered his mouth and stepped back. There was no telling how much blood had fallen on his goatee. He looked at Zhang Kuang with horror in his eyes.

"The Child-Fairy of Tianshan, right?" Zhang Kuang's eyes flashed with interest, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Tell her that if she wants to know about Wuyazi, she can come to Wanjie Valley to find me."

Wuyazi? Who is that?
Sikong Xuan didn't know what he meant, but he knew that he was definitely no match for Zhang Kuang. His life and death depended on the other party's palm. Naturally, he didn't dare to talk nonsense. He just nodded and retreated in a panic.

When the gangsters on the bridge saw how miserable he was, they stopped immediately and decided to wait until Zhang Kuang and the others left before searching elsewhere.

Zhong Ling was a little dissatisfied.

She turned around, her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffed out like a little hamster, and glared at Zhang Kuang without any killing intent, "How could you call people to Wanjie Valley?"

Zhong Ling felt that she must be very fierce now.

But in Zhang Kuang's eyes, it was so ferocious and cute that he laughed and said:
"Because I will be staying in Wanjie Valley from now on, well, it will probably be quite a while."

(End of this chapter)