People Make Diaries In Martial Arts: The Heroines Are All Broken

Murong Qiudi!

A name Zhao Yuchen admires.

On the bright side, she was born in one of the four great families of martial arts in Yangzhou, the eldest lady of the Murong family in Qixingtang in the south of the Yangtze River. She is a delicate, fragile, elegant and famous lady.

But in the dark, she managed to run the Heavenly Venerable Organization, which made people famous, in just a dozen years. She was ruthless and smart, and looked down on the world.

It is by no means an exaggeration to describe her as a heroine.

"In the world of comprehensive martial arts, I know that the water will be very deep, and many things will change."

"Da Sui only occupies one of the Kyushu states. There is no such discord within the Demon Sect, and there will be marriages instead."

"Murong's family only lives in a remote corner, and there is no rule of passing on males and not females, and sons and not females."

"Xie Xiaofeng's talent in swordsmanship is outstanding, but he is only one of the many sword immortals in the world, and he is far from being invincible."

"Ye Gucheng has not reached the extreme in the way of swordsmanship, it is hard to say whether he will have the will to die."

"Hong Qigong taught Qiao Feng the twenty-eight palms of subduing the dragon. The latter simplified them into eighteen more powerful palms, which made him one of the five great masters of the Great Song Dynasty."

"But I didn't expect that the Tianzun organization was behind the siege of Guangmingding by the major factions."

Zhao Yuchen sighed in his heart.

This woman, Murong Qiudi, is probably better than what he knows in this matter, and she is also more courageous.

"But that's what makes it exciting and interesting."

Zhao Yuchen chuckled and put away the diary that no one could see.

Afterwards, he ate heartily and finished all the dishes that Xiao Er brought up.

After drinking and eating, he sent the fast horse he rode seven days ago to a station in Wangcheng Mountain in the city.

Next, go to the Guangming Peak of Kunlun Mountain, which is mostly high and steep. Riding a horse is really not as fast as his light work.

"When you have enough strength, you have to grab a flying beast and use it as a mount."

Zhao Yuchen put his hands behind his back, lightly stepped on the ground, and rose into the air.

Light as flying catkins, light mist like light smoke, the whole person is like walking on the wind.

It is a well-deserved reputation for the sky-level lightness kung fu that allows acquired warriors to have the speed comparable to that of a quasi-grandmaster.

At the same time, the outskirts of the Kunlun Mountains.

The woman in blue who was staring blankly at night suddenly heard a man's gentle voice: "Sister Zhiruo, have you recognized me?"

Zhou Zhiruo's body trembled suddenly, and she dodged to the other side like a conditioned reflex.

Zhang Wuji:?

When Zhou Zhiruo faced him, why did he seem to see a wild beast?

This is different from what he thought.

"Zhiruo met Brother Wuji." Zhou Zhiruo bowed to Zhang Wuji.

She had indeed recognized Zhang Wuji's true identity long ago.

When she first met, she felt that this young man, whose pseudonym was Zeng Aniu, had a familiar face.

Later, the spider girl who was traveling with Zhang Wuji clashed with her senior sister Ding Minjun in the inn, and let Ding Minjun be bitten by a poisonous spider.

Miejue Shitai wanted to kill the spider to be buried with Ding Minjun, Zhang Wuji stepped forward and said that he could save Ding Minjun, and asked her to go to the room to get the golden needle, and she found a handkerchief there, which was exactly the same as the one she gave Zhang Wuji when she was a child.

The coincidences overlapped, and after looking at each other several times, she confirmed Zhang Wuji's identity, but did not reveal it.

Originally, she was still thinking about when Zhang Wuji would recognize her.

But after seeing the contents of Zhao Yuchen's diary, she had no expectations for this matter.

To use the words she learned in Zhao Yuchen's diary to describe, Zhang Wuji is a bit of a love-minded person, willing to give up the position of Mingjiao leader for a foreign princess, and returned to Wudang Mountain to become a Taoist priest if he failed.

Although the other party is her savior in a certain sense, which gave her a good impression, but this good impression is not enough for her to take the initiative to post it. It is best for the two parties to maintain the relationship between righteous brothers and sisters.

Of course, she would find a way to help Zhang Wuji not fall into Zhao Min's pit of fire, as a way of repaying her kindness.

It's a long story, but it's just Zhou Zhiruo's thought.

She smiled lightly, and pointedly said: "I didn't expect to see Brother Wuji again, you are already married."

"marriage?"

Zhang Wuji was taken aback for a moment, and then secretly delighted.

He thought he had found the reason why Zhou Zhiruo was estranged from him, because he thought he already had a wife.

Does this mean that Zhou Zhiruo cares about him very much?

"Sister Zhiruo, you misunderstood, the spider is not me..."

Zhang Wuji was about to explain immediately.

But before he finished speaking, Zhou Zhiruo interrupted: "Brother Wuji, it's late at night, it's not appropriate for you and me to be alone here."

"Brother Wuji, go back and protect your wife, I think she is very suitable for you."

Instead of chasing a man who is destined to be unavailable in the future, and finally becoming a Taoist priest (cannot marry), Zhou Zhiruo thinks that Zhang Wuji might as well be with this spider. Although the other party is ugly, he can grasp it.

After finishing speaking, she left without looking back, and walked into the nearest tent.

Looking at her leaving back, Zhang Wuji couldn't help being a little crazy.

Under the moonlight, Zhou Zhiruo has a slender figure, her green skirt drags the ground, she has Zhong Ling from when she first met in the Han River, and Yuxiu from Mount Emei, she is nothing more than a fairy left in the world. beautiful woman.

It took him a while before he came back to his senses, and a special flame ignited in his heart.

When he finds an opportunity, he must explain it to Zhou Zhiruo.

"call!"

Inside the tent, Zhou Zhiruo patted her chest lightly.

Being alone with Zhang Wuji, she felt an inexplicable sense of urgency.

I'm afraid of being targeted by the love brain and taking Zhao Min's place, it will definitely be a burden at that time.

She read carefully what Zhao Yuchen wrote in his diary today.

When looking for a man, you must find someone who can resonate with your soul.

"I'm so narcissistic."

"Brother Wuji met me, it should have happened."

"But he did that for Zhao Min in the end, which shows that he has no idea about me."

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo was completely relieved.

Seeing that the senior sister who was partnering with her in the tent had already fallen asleep, she tiptoed into her bed and fell asleep with her clothes on.

After a long time, she drifted off to sleep.

"Sister Zhiruo, I am willing to give up the position of leader of the Ming Cult. Are you willing to leave the Emei Sect and live together with me?"

"Brother Wuji, master has been kind to me in nurturing me, please don't make things difficult for Zhiruo."

"Zhiruo, don't you mean me?"

"Brother Wuji, I thank you and Zhang Zhen for saving me back then, but I just regard you as my brother."

"Brother, brother, hahaha, today I will go back to Wudang Mountain and become a Taoist monk."

"Brother Wuji, why is this so!"

Swish!

Zhou Zhiruo woke up suddenly, gasping for breath.

It took a long time before she came to her senses and realized that what happened just now was a dream.

"It's so, so scary..."

Zhou Zhiruo thought with lingering fear.

An ancient saying goes: Thinking in the day, dreaming in the night.

She didn't expect that she would experience that scene in her dream.

It gave her a sense of suffocation in her dreams, but she absolutely didn't want to experience it in reality.

"Brother Wuji, don't like Zhiruo." Zhou Zhiruo prayed secretly.

After such an experience, she couldn't sleep for a while.

After pondering for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, she flipped her hand, and summoned a copy of the diary.

Flipping the book forward, and finally stopped at one page, she smiled.

"Young Master Zhao, please forgive me!"

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