Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"There's really no need to be polite!" Yao Yue put her arm around Song Xuan's waist. "Can we exchange it for a reward?"

"what do you want?"

"I want you!"

Song Xuan snorted twice, "Little witch, you want to ruin my Taoism again!"

Chapter 211 Farewell, Return to the Capital

Yao Yue was very generous and did not make things too difficult for Huang Taiji. She slapped him on the top of his head, and with a series of bone-breaking sounds, all the bones in his body shattered.

The whole person collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, with a look of relief and even gratitude in his eyes.

Dying like this is at least much luckier than being tortured to death.

"It's easy for him!"

Song Xuan glanced at him coldly, then looked at Yao Yue in surprise, "You gave him a quick death like that? This isn't like your personality."

Yao Yue blinked. "What's my personality like? Torturing people is what you Xuanyi Guards love to do. I've always been very gentle, okay?"

Song Xuan said, "Really?"

"Isn't it?"

Song Xuan smiled as he looked at Yao Yue bathed in the morning light. She looked more mature and dignified than before.

She wore a moon-white gemstone necklace that he had given her when she was young, a fitted white palace dress, and her delicate face was full of smiles.

Standing in the morning light, it seems to be glowing.

Song Xuan crossed his arms over his chest, thinking to himself, could it be that after killing Huang Taiji, Yao Yue's national fortune was blessed with charm?

"Do you feel anything?" he asked suddenly.

"Hmm?" Yao Yue was a little confused. "Which aspect are you talking about?"

She took a step forward, and put her pretty face on Song Xuan's chest, with a blush on her face, and whispered: "Does it count as greedy for your body?"

"Well, that's also... I mean, after killing Huang Taiji, do you have any other feelings?"

"It's just killing a fat guy, how can it feel?"

Yao Yue pondered for a moment, "Hmm... I feel relaxed all over, my mood is so clear, and all my worries seem to have disappeared. Does this count?"

"It should be counted!"

Song Xuan couldn't figure out these mysterious things, but as long as it didn't do any harm, it was fine.

"Let's go, the bloody smell is too strong here, let's talk somewhere else!"

"Well, it's up to you!"

The two of them flashed a few times in the woods by the river and then disappeared.

After the two of them had completely walked away, a long time later, many people from the Tiandihui came out of the woods one after another.

Looking at the dead bodies all over the ground, a certain hall master had a droopy face, looking as if he had lost all desire to live.

"I'm really impressed by these two people who only care about killing and not burying!"

"There are so many corpses. How long will it take to deal with them?"

"Master, I think we should stop calling ourselves the Heaven and Earth Society and just change our name to the Corpse Burning Society!"

Chen Jinnan also looked up at the sky in silence and sighed, "This should be the last batch. After this, I plan to retire from the world."

Several hall masters looked at each other and said, "Take us with you. There's no need to wait in this world!"

.....

For some unknown reason, it was already April, and in Qingzhou, within a hundred miles around Yanjing City, it started snowing.

In a manor, Yao Yue stood in the yard, dancing in the snow.

Song Xuan watched her dance with a smile while making a snowman.

"Oh, Song Xuan, your snowman is so ugly!"

Seeing Song Xuan sticking carrots on the snowman's head, Yao Yue laughed so hard that her body shook. "I've never seen such an ugly snowman!"

Song Xuan nodded in approval. "It's really ugly, but there's nothing I can do about it. I made it based on your appearance, so just make do with it!"

Yao Yue: “…”

"Ah, Song, I'm going to fight you!"

Looking at Yao Yue rushing towards him with her fangs bared, Song Xuan picked her up by the waist.

Yao Yue's body suddenly softened, her face flushed, and her heartbeat began to accelerate rapidly.

Before she could think of anything, she heard a plop and saw Song Xuan fall headfirst, pushing Yao Yue headfirst into the snow pile.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Song Xuan smiled awkwardly, "Haha, um, my hand slipped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away.

They have been used to fighting and playing since childhood. For some reason, when he has nothing to do, he always can't help but want to beat up this girl.

After it walked away, Yao Yue crawled out from the snow pile. There was no anger on her face. She touched the ugly snowman gently, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

......

Half a month later, at the beach.

Along the way, the fleet of the Great Zhou could be seen docked on the shore from time to time, and rows of Great Zhou soldiers began to land in an orderly manner.

In a coastal town, in a top-floor guest room of an inn, Yao Yue held Song Xuan's arm, with a look of reluctance on her face.

"Song Xuan, I can't be out for too long. I have to go back to Yihua Palace, otherwise my master will break my legs when he comes out of seclusion."

Song Xuan pinched her pretty face and said, "Just go back without worry. I also want to go back to the imperial capital to retreat for a while. Qingzhou is too depressing to stay in. It's not a good place for cultivation."

Yao Yue's eyes lit up, "Are you preparing to become a martial arts master?"

Song Xuan nodded.

Yao Yue looked around for a moment, and seeing that no one was looking in her direction, she whispered, "Then, can we do that?"

Song Xuan smiled mischievously and asked, "Are you anxious?"

"You're not in a hurry?" Yao Yue chuckled twice. "If you're not in a hurry, please take your hand away from me!"

Song Xuan pulled his hand out calmly and chuckled, "You know, after condensing the Flower of God, my hand has its own thoughts. It will find something it likes and knead it."

"Well, I understand. The technique you practice is special!"

Yao Yue rolled her eyes at him and said, "Song Xuan, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't pinch things. With our relationship, I can ignore it, but if it were another woman, wouldn't it be inappropriate?"

"Palace Master Yaoyue, are you targeting me?"

"Yes, Commander Song, don't you have anything to say?"

Song Xuan chuckled and said, "It feels good!"

"Humph!"

Yao Yue wanted Song Xuan to promise her before leaving that he would not mess around with other women outside, but she also knew that her little man would only respond to soft words and not to hard ones. If she insisted on using force, he would only be tougher than her!

After hesitating for a moment, Yao Yue spoke again, "Song Xuan, will you marry me?"

"You asked before."

"But I want to hear it again. Yihua Palace is too lonely. I need your words to keep me going for the next few years."

Song Xuan looked serious and nodded, "Yes!"

Yao Yue suddenly smiled happily, her eyes like a crescent moon. She considerately straightened Song Xuan's collar and said softly, "Then I'll wait for you in Yihua Palace."

As she spoke, she pushed the door open and walked out, then boarded a merchant ship with the crowd.

Just leave when you say you will, quickly and efficiently, without any delay.

Watching the ship that Yao Yue was on sail away, Song Xuan stood at the window in silence for a long time, and the tenderness between his brows gradually faded.

The romance between the young man and the young woman ended today. Next, he would start to plan his own path of martial arts.

Chapter 212: Sir, is this situation just fake?

Song Xuan did not board the military ship of the Great Zhou, but boarded the Lin family's merchant ship.

More than half a month ago, the Lin family merchant ship was waiting in the coastal area. As soon as Song Xuan led the fat and thin monks on board, the ship started directly and slowly sailed away from the coast.

On the deck, Song Xuan lay lazily on the bench, feeling the sea breeze, basking in the spring sunshine, smelling the salty air, and yawning repeatedly.

A few days ago, I was either busy killing people or on the way to kill people, and I was extremely nervous. Now that I have a rare moment of free time, I am actually a little sleepy.

Lin Pingzhi led several Lin family bodyguards to prepare food and drinks on the deck, while the fat and thin monks set up the barbecue grill to prepare for barbecue.

Busy but not flustered, in this comfortable environment, Song Xuan relaxed his mind and couldn't help but take a nap.

But after an incense stick of time, he suddenly stood up and stared at the fat and thin monks.

Xiaopang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly bowed and asked, "Master, are we making too much noise and disturbing your rest?"

"no!"

"I just woke up from a dream and almost forgot something!"

"Sir, if there is anything you need me to do, I will do it for you right away!"

Song Xuan pondered for a moment and ordered Lin Pingzhi, "Turn around and head for Shenlong Island! I almost forgot, that old fellow dared to plot against me. Let's destroy his lair today!"

The fat and thin monks looked at each other, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes.

Our young master is so narrow-minded that he doesn't even forget to deal with people when he is asleep. Fortunately, they made the right decision at the beginning. Otherwise, the consequences of being targeted by a vengeful person like the young master would be too terrible!

...

Shenlong Island.

Hong Antong had just come out of seclusion and strolled around the island, feeling very good.

During this retreat, his cultivation had improved again, and he was steadily advancing on the path of innateness. At this rate, in another ten years, he should be able to try to condense the flower of qi.

By then, he would have become a first-class flower, and in Qingzhou, he would be among the top level.

In a side room, a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes pushed the door open and walked out. The woman looked to be in her twenties, and her smile was full of charm.

"Congratulations, Master, your divine power has reached perfection and you are invincible!"

When Hong Antong saw the newcomer, he immediately became cheerful and laughed, "The Japanese leader has been in seclusion for a while now, and Madam, you have been working hard on the affairs of the island."

The woman said respectfully, "It is Su Quan's honor to share the leader's worries."

Hong Antong said with satisfaction, "Has there been any news from the Fat and Thin Monks? Has that guy called Song Xuan been apprehended?"

Su Quan replied: "It has been half a month since the last letter. I guess there will be news in the next few days."

Hong Antong put his hands behind his back and said, "I hope that Mr. Song won't be ungrateful, otherwise..."

Before he could finish his words, Hong Antong widened his eyes and saw a red sword light in the distant sky, which seemed to tear through the morning light of heaven and earth. It flew past his head with a whoosh like lightning.

Hong Antong stood there in a daze, thinking about one question before he died.

I was just hit to death by a passing flying sword?

scoff!

Hong Antong's head was cut neatly in half from the center like a watermelon. There was still a look of confusion and surprise in his eyes, and it seemed that he had not realized what had happened until his death.

call out!

After Hong Antong died, the flying sword turned around and did not kill anyone else. It disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

On the sea several miles away from Shenlong Island, the Chunyang Wuji Sword hovered above Song Xuan's head. Song Xuan raised his hand and pointed, and the sword fell in front of him.

"Sir, you've worked hard. Have some tea!"

The thin monk quickly brought over the tea he had just brewed.

Song Xuan took a sip and felt refreshed. The feeling of killing the enemy was a comfort.