Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

Zhou Zhiruo's heart skipped a beat, realizing she had let something slip—she had actually called out Xiao Yaoqing's name!

Doesn't this mean admitting to Jingxuan's guess?

This is it!

Jingxuan's eyes held amusement as she lowered her voice and asked, "You say you don't know him, so how do you know his name?"

"I...I..."

Zhou Zhiruo was completely flustered, her mind went blank.

Zhiruo, you must hold on tight to your own happiness!

Zhou Zhiruo was completely flustered and had no idea how to proceed.

She was asked to say that she had that kind of relationship with Hsiao Yao-ching.

That's absolutely impossible.

The two had only met once, and she almost died at his hands back then.

Later, Xiao Yaoqing spared her life, and that was all.

But the most fatal thing is Xiao Yaoqing's identity!

He was a villain in the Ming Cult.

However, Zhou Zhiruo knew perfectly well that Xiao Yaoqing was a member of the Ming Cult, but she did not report it to her master, Abbess Miejue.

This action seems a bit off no matter how you look at it.

Now, she is even less likely to tell Jingxuan Xiao Yaoqing the truth.

Even if Jingxuan heard it, he would expose it without hesitation.

She had personally witnessed how many of her fellow disciples had died under the swords of the Ming Cult!

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's stammering face, Jingxuan's eyes instead revealed a smile.

After all, she is Jingxuan.

Unlike Ding Minjun, who is petty and ruthless.

Jingxuan's tone softened considerably, and she looked directly at Zhou Zhiruo, asking, "You've fallen for him?"

Zhou Zhiruo panicked and instinctively wanted to reply, "No."

But as soon as she got to the point, she realized she couldn't say it.

It's as if she's lying whenever she utters those two words.

Her mind was a complete mess, and she couldn't help but ask herself: Did I really... fall for that devil?

Yes.

Xiao Yaoqing was a member of the Ming Cult, and the Ming Cult and Emei had long been sworn enemies. Especially since his companions had killed several of their fellow disciples right before her eyes. Logically, she should have hated Xiao Yaoqing with a vengeance.

But Zhou Zhiruo always found excuses for him in her heart: He didn't lay a hand on me, and he even spared my life.

These chaotic thoughts, which had been suppressed in her heart, were now exposed by Jingxuan's words, and she belatedly realized that she might have really fallen in love.

She recalled the moment she almost died at the hands of the enemy. Closing her eyes, the first image that appeared was Zhang Wuji's, but before she could look closely, it transformed into Xiao Yaoqing's.

She herself couldn't explain what was going on.

You could tell from her eyes that she was completely flustered.

Meeting Jingxuan's piercing gaze, she could only lower her head, her voice very low: "I don't know... I don't know either."

Seeing her expression, Jingxuan couldn't help but laugh: "So you are? Don't worry, there's no rule in our Emei Sect that forbids marriage. If you really like her, just tell Master. With Master's prestige, this is a piece of cake, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo's face turned pale, and she frantically waved her hands, "No! Senior Sister, don't mention it to Master, she won't agree!"

She knew in her heart that Xiao Yaoqing was the demon of the Ming Cult, so how could Abbess Miejue possibly agree to it?

Ke Jingxuan, unaware of the situation, continued to persuade him, "Why are you worrying so much? Young Hero Xiao is a good person, handsome, and has helped us so much. Master will definitely grant your request. If you're too shy to ask, your senior sister will speak to him for you."

After she finished speaking, she actually intended to go and talk to Abbess Miejue about the marriage.

Zhou Zhiruo was so frightened her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She rushed forward and grabbed Jingxuan's sleeve tightly, her voice trembling as she cried out, "Senior Sister, please don't go—"

She took a deep breath and finally came up with a reason to stop Jingxuan, and quickly spoke.

Jingxuan nodded after hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words.

The current siege of Bright Peak by the six major sects is indeed a top priority.

Abbess Miejue was extremely busy with this matter every day.

Jingxuan then said, "Alright, then don't forget to mention this to your master later. You have to fight for your own things."

After saying that, Jing Xuan waved to Zhou Zhiruo and turned back to the camp.

Zhou Zhiruo stood there, stunned, her eyes darting around.

He murmured to himself, "You have to fight for your own happiness..."

Zhao Min had, of course, heard these words before.

Isn't this already an effort being made?

And judging by the results, they're pretty good.

Xiao Yaoqing patted Zhao Min on the back and said, "Alright, it's been so long, shouldn't we go back?"

Zhao Min rested her head on Xiao Yaoqing's shoulder and shook her head, saying, "No, let's hug a little longer."

Xiao Yaoqing glanced at her: "You just said you'd be obedient, and now you're going back on your word?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min quickly raised her head and said with a wronged expression, "Okay."

But she immediately changed the subject: "Then why don't you just hold me like this and ride back with me on horseback?"

Xiao Yaoqing was speechless.

"Have you forgotten that you said you wouldn't let anyone know for the time being?"

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Min to speak again, he put his arm around her waist, lifted her up, spun her around half a circle, and put her back in her original position on the horse.

Even so, Zhao Min still pulled Xiao Yaoqing's hand to her waist, muttering, "Then hold me."

Fine.

Xiao Yaoqing didn't say anything more.

To be honest, it's soft and squishy, ​​and quite comfortable.

Suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Hey, does this count as the third thing I promised you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min immediately shook her head, her voice much louder: "That doesn't count!"

Why?

"No reason why, it just doesn't count! I don't care, you still owe me one thing!"

have to.

Zhao Min is about to throw a tantrum again.

That makes sense, since she didn't use those three things to blackmail me just now.

Xiao Yaoqing's face showed a hint of helplessness.

Zhao Min smiled, her eyes crinkling, and muttered, "I should have stalled you a little longer, waited until you were really out of options, and then used this trick to force you to give in. Wouldn't that have been better?"

Xiao Yaoqing glanced at her indifferently: "You wish."

The sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

The four men who had been blocking Zha Yadu exchanged glances, and Yu Chifeng raised his chin at the young man: "Young Prince, you can go now."

As soon as they finished speaking, the four of them simultaneously pushed off with their feet, their bodies leaping into the air as they chased after the figure in front of them.

Zha Yadu sat on his horse, his face contorted, his teeth grinding together, looking as if he wanted to tear someone apart alive.

But he didn't dare delay, and with a sharp crack of his whip, he chased after them.

He still doesn't understand what his beloved goddess has just done.

Before the convoy even arrived, Xiao Yaoqing had already pulled his hand away from Zhao Min's waist.

After all, the surrounding area was full of Yuan soldiers, with many eyes and mouths, and who knew which one would run back and report to the Prince of Ruyang.

Although their current relationship is somewhat ambiguous, it's not to the point of being blatant.

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When Zhao Min and Xiao Yaoqing returned to the group, they immediately dismounted and jumped into the sedan chair.

As soon as the curtain was drawn, Zhao Min plopped down on Xiao Yaoqing's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and refused to let go.

She herself found it strange that once she clung to this person, she felt incredibly comfortable all over and didn't want to let go at all.

Xiao Yaoqing was also quite helpless, but he didn't push her away and let her do whatever she wanted.

Before the main force even set off, the scouts ran back to report the news.

It is said that the Emei Sect has already set up camp and rested on the spot.

Once they set up camp over there, Zhao Min's side also had to stop.

After all, there's only one road, and if you go too far, you'll be discovered.

Even if we set up camp, we must keep a distance from Emei Mountain and not get too close.

Several large tents were set up for people of high status like Xiao Yaoqing to stay in.

Zhao Min actually wanted to share a tent with Xiao Yaoqing, but she knew that with so many people around, it wouldn't be appropriate.

In the end, Xiao Yaoqing stayed in a large tent with Bitter Monk and Yuchi Feng.

Camping in the wild is definitely not as comfortable as being in a mansion; don't even think about having a room for everyone.

However, the tent is spacious enough to comfortably accommodate ten people without feeling cramped.

Night fell.

Both the Bitter Monk and Yuchi Feng sat cross-legged on their beds, closed their eyes, and regulated their breathing to cultivate their inner strength.

Only Xiao Yaoqing collapsed onto the bed and fell fast asleep.

The sight filled both Bitter Monk and Yuchi Feng with envy.

On the path of martial arts training, one must seize every moment to practice diligently in order to make progress.

The two people inside the tent stared at Xiao Yaoqing with envy in their eyes.

Xiao Yaoqing possesses such profound internal strength and countless treasures, yet he just lies there sleeping all day.

How did he develop such terrifying skills?

Could this be what they call being blessed by God?

wrong!

This is clearly the legendary system!

Just as the two were engrossed in watching, the tent curtain was suddenly lifted.

As soon as the person appeared, the two of them immediately stood up and bowed.

The one who entered was none other than Princess Zhao Min!

Zhao Min gestured to them, then took another deep look at the sleeping Xiao Yaoqing.

His eyes were full of tenderness.

She then waved her hand, turned around, and left the tent.

Bitter Monk and Yuchi Feng exchanged a glance, feeling uneasy, but still followed.

When they came out, they saw the two elders of Xuanming standing outside, their faces also full of doubt.

Zhao Min didn't say a word to them. She used her light footwork to fly off in one direction.

The four of them quickly followed.

When they reached a secluded spot, Zhao Min stopped.

Under the moonlight, she stood there with her hands behind her back, exuding an indescribable allure.

Zhao Min, with her back to the four people, spoke directly:

"You all saw what happened today?"

His tone was laced with warning and threat.

The four of them felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing this.

Today's events definitely don't refer to the Emei Sect incident, but rather to the later incident in the forest where Zhao Min confessed her feelings to Xiao Yaoqing!

The four exchanged glances.

Except for the mute ascetic, the other three clasped their hands in a fist salute and said in unison:

"Princess, we just helped the Emei Sect today and came back. Nothing happened!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min smiled with satisfaction and slowly turned around to look at the four experts behind her who were bowing with clasped hands.

Her voice softened slightly: "Some things are better known by as few people as possible."

The three men replied in unison, "Understood!"

Zhao Min nodded: "Alright, everyone go back and rest."

After saying this, she disappeared from the spot.

After Zhao Min left, the four people did not immediately disperse.