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

Chapter 252 Song Yuhua's slip, a good start (two thousand, this is the amount for today, I owe eight thousand)

There is a small mountain path at the foot of Luoyun Peak.

Zhang Kuang was wearing casual clothes, with a jade belt around his waist, and he had an extraordinary demeanor. He looked at the pretty girl beside him with his eyebrows slightly curved, as if he was smiling.

"Yuhua specially invited me to climb the mountain today, but is there something wrong?"

Song Yuhua has almond-shaped eyes, beautiful eyebrows, peach cheeks, cherry lips, a thin oval face, and skin that glows coldly like the finest white porcelain. At first glance, one would subconsciously think that she is a person with a cold and arrogant temperament like her father. But upon closer inspection, two shy blushes are rapidly rising on the girl's face. Her delicate head is shyly lowered, two strands of black hair fall down her face to her chin, and the rest of her black hair is tied into a bun, sliding down her left shoulder to her heart.

"Yuhua has lived in the Dadao Palace for a long time, and thanks to the care of the Heavenly Master, she has always lived a very comfortable life. A few days ago, the Song family sent a message asking me to go back and get married..."

Song Yuhua's voice was clear and melodious like the sound of jade stones colliding with each other. She was dignified, elegant, virtuous and generous. However, when she mentioned "getting married", she felt an indescribable annoyance, which made her bite her lip and stop the next words.

After taking two deep breaths, Song Yuhua continued, "Yuhua likes the scenery of the Dao Palace, the environment of the Dao Palace, and the people there! That's why Yuhua wants to stay there."

She secretly glanced at Zhang Kuang, her heart pounding like a deer. She gritted her teeth and stepped forward to grab Zhang Kuang's hand. The sound of her heartbeat in her chest became more and more obvious, as if it was beating beside her ears. She closed her eyes as if to risk everything, and mustered up the courage to say:
"Yuhua wants to stay with the Heavenly Master, even if it means just being a maid. As long as she can see the Heavenly Master occasionally, Yuhua is willing to do it."

Zhang Kuang felt the soft and boneless little hand in his hand, and the smile on his face became more kind. He raised his hand to brush away Song Yuhua's drooping hair, and saw her already red face and shiny red earlobes. He gently pinched her earlobes and said, "If you don't want to get married, then don't get married. No one can force someone in the Taoist Palace to do something she doesn't want to do." Except me.

Song Yuhua opened her eyes in great surprise, a wild and gentle smile reflected in her crystal clear eyes. Her heartbeat, which had been beating like a drum, suddenly calmed down, and her rosy face was filled with joy.

She raised her hand to hold down Zhang Kuang's hand on her cheek, and with her other hand, she took Zhang Kuang's hand and dragged him out of the mountain path, saying softly, "Master, Yuhua suddenly remembered that there is soup in Shuyuxuan. If Master doesn't mind, why not share it with Yuhua?"

Her face grew redder.

Zhang Kuang could feel the scorching heat in his palm, and his gentle smile warmed up a bit, but his eyes inadvertently swept across the mountain path behind Song Yuhua, and then met Song Yuhua's somewhat nervous gaze again, "What soup?"

"A friendship like Guan Yu and Bao Yu," Song Yuhua took two deep breaths and said seriously, "It was Uncle Huang who taught me how to make soup with ingredients like mullet, scallops, abalone, and wolfberry. He said that I shouldn't try the soup alone. I have to ask someone else, preferably my beloved, otherwise I'm afraid I'll burn to death..."

Although there was no expression on her face, Song Yuhua's eyes were already full of shyness. The Master Huang she was referring to was naturally the Little East Evil Huang Rong. She was the only one willing to spend time working on this kind of "dark cuisine".

Zhang Kuang held Song Yuhua's hand and rubbed it gently. Song Yuhua had never practiced martial arts, but only practiced static exercises. Although she had true energy, it was not even at the innate level. It was a little cold in the mountains at the moment, but she felt warm, as if she was being burned by the scorching sun in summer, and drops of fragrant sweat appeared on her snow-white skin.

However, Shuyuxuan is not on Luoyun Peak, but on Dita Peak, where Cihang Jingzhai was formerly located. Obviously, Song Yuhua immediately regretted it after getting Zhang Kuang's affirmative answer, and she didn't want to continue to trap the Heavenly Master with Kankan and the others.

Before you succeed: you must make preparations for both scenarios, lest the Heavenly Master escape from your grasp.

After success: Why should I hand over my master to you?

Song Yuhua's mentality changed at this moment, and she wanted to break the contract.

But Zhang Kuang said, "Forget about Little East Evil's soup. Her cooking skills are good, but she's becoming more and more extreme these days."

"There is a sea of ​​clouds on Luoyun Peak, but I have never seen it. Why not go up the mountain to enjoy the view?" Even though Luoyun Peak is just an ordinary hill in Zhongnan Mountain, there are still pavilions and towers built here, including viewing platforms for viewing the scenery and warm rooms for people to take a rest in their spare time.

Song Yuhua had a hard time speaking out, and sighed helplessly in her heart, but still nodded and said, "I will follow the Heavenly Master's orders in everything."

Zhang Kuang smiled, and light golden thunder flowed along Song Yuhua's porcelain-white skin, instantly helping her dispel the coldness in the mountains, and pulling her hand up the mountain.

The mountain path was not very rugged, but Song Yuhua always had unsteady feet and often accidentally fell into Zhang Kuang's arms. It could be considered an accident once or twice, but this time it happened so many times that Zhang Kuang just held Song Yuhua in his arms.

Song Yuhua put her arms around Zhang Kuang's neck, and the two looked into each other's eyes, their sincerity close to their pretense. The soft touch made Zhang Kuang unable to help but pinch Song Yuhua's perky gauze skirt.

"How can Yuhua be so weak that she can't even walk on the mountain path?"

While Zhang Kuang was playing with his palms, Song Yuhua instinctively hummed a soft sound from the tip of her nose. Then she hugged Zhang Kuang's neck tightly with her cheeks and whispered, "Maybe, maybe the ground is slippery." It was like the comfortable sound of a girl soaking in a hot spring covered with rose petals.

"The forest is deep and dense, so it's normal to have moss. There's no need to be shy." Zhang Kuang found the lever for Song Yuhua and touched the fulcrum. After half of the fulcrum was stabilized, he began to continue climbing the mountain.

Zhang Kuang's body was very steady, but Song Yuhua was still a little scared, so much so that her body trembled slightly. She hugged Zhang Kuang tightly and did not dare to open her eyes.

……

……

"hiss--"

Witnessing this natural outcome, everyone in the bushes gasped, and their ambiguous gazes fell on Song Yuzhi's face.

"Yuzhi, I always thought your sister was a weak and gentle lady from a wealthy family, but I didn't expect that she would be so bold!" Li Xiuning elbowed Song Yuzhi, her laughter full of teasing.

Dugu Feng, who has a childlike face, a big chest and long legs, also teased: "That's right, she is usually dignified and elegant, but I didn't expect that she would be so relaxed at the critical moment. Seeing that Yu Zhi is usually serious, could she be like this too?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Song Yuzhi glared at Dugu Feng and Li Xiuning angrily, his face flushed with anger or shame. He said in a loud voice, "If it were me, I would definitely not slip!"

Kanan said in a quiet voice, "You will definitely not slip. Anyway, the mountain path will be slippery by then, making it easier to get into the mountain."

All the girls were waiting to be married, so when it came to driving skills, who could compare to the Yin Gui Sect's Wan Wan? Naturally, they all blushed at what they heard.

Then I heard Kankan say, "Look, Shi Feixuan is out!"

(End of this chapter)