Song Xuan casually swung the long sword and shook off the blood from the tip of the sword.
Then he started touching the body.
This can be regarded as one of the few entertainment activities he has had in the past two years.
But it's a pity that these imperial cavalry don't seem to be very wealthy. Most of them don't have anything valuable on them. In addition to some scraps of silver, there are more embroidered shoes, hostas and other things used by women.
As for where these things come from, you don’t need to think about it!
He casually pulled a piece of cloth from a corpse that was not stained with blood and wrapped the harvest. Song Xuan turned over, rode on a white horse, and glanced at the woman.
"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's leave first!"
After he finished speaking, he didn't say much and rode forward.
The woman was a little hesitant and had the intention not to follow, but considering the other party's killing methods, if she really dared to escape, she might be greeted by a deadly stone!
After thinking for a while, she gritted her teeth, shouted "drive", looked at the figure in green clothes, and rode up.
The two of them galloped all the way until they were more than ten miles away, next to a forest. Only then did Song Xuan pull the reins and slow down.
It was at this moment that he looked at this beautiful elf-like woman with great interest. Her fair and delicate skin seemed to be able to produce water with just a pinch.
I have to say, it’s really refreshing!
When Song Xuan stared at her like this, her heart beat faster and her whole body felt unnatural. She whispered: "It's my fault for stealing your horse. I'm willing to compensate you for whatever compensation you need!"
Song Xuan's face softened a little, and he said: "Although you look delicate, I observed you for a long time along the way. Your internal strength is not weak. I won't talk about your martial arts, but I guess you have learned from the sect, so you are not that weak. Why?
Will he be chased around by a group of cavalry?"
Although warriors generally do not provoke the army, a warrior who is not weak in internal strength when traveling in the world is not something that one hundred and eighty cavalry can deal with.
If this woman is classified according to the cultivation levels of warriors in the bronze mirror, she is probably around the sixth level of the Houtian realm.
With this level of cultivation, he may not be able to compete with the older generation of warriors in the world, but among the younger generation, he is definitely one of the best.
As a result, such a young prodigy in the martial arts world was driven around by a group of cavalry, which is quite strange!
The woman was a little embarrassed and said with a dry smile: "I have been practicing in the mountain gate since I became a master at the age of ten. This is the first time I have gone down the mountain and the first time I have encountered the imperial army.
I don’t know why, but when they saw me, they scolded me a few times, then rushed towards me with knives in hand.
I was a little panicked and couldn’t figure out the reason, so I thought about getting rid of them first.”
Song Xuan snorted and glanced at the brown-red war horse under the woman without leaving any trace.
This horse was taken from him by killing several Mongolian soldiers who had evil intentions towards him on his way to Yandang Mountain to suppress bandits.
If there were no accidents, the Mongolian cavalry who had been chasing this woman before should have recognized this war horse and thus caused this disaster for her.
Thinking of this, Song Xuan laughed secretly.
You deserve to take the blame for letting you steal a horse and leaving me without a horse!
After understanding the cause and effect, Song Xuan smiled and said: "Song Xuan, I wonder what I call the girl?"
Hearing this, the woman's face suddenly became serious. She clasped her hands and saluted seriously: "Emei Zhou Zhiruo, I have met Mr. Song!"
Huh!
No wonder!
Song Xuan nodded suddenly. No wonder Song Qingshu was fascinated by Zhou Zhiruo in the plot of Yitian. The woman in front of him, who was as beautiful as an elf in the water, did have such charm.
Seeing Song Xuan's reaction, Zhou Zhiruo asked, "Do you know me, Mr. Song?"
"I've heard of it!" Song Xuan nodded and said, "I heard that the master of Emei, Master Jue, accepted a closed disciple eight years ago. It is said that he has extremely high martial arts qualifications and amazing talent. I saw him today."
He wanted to exchange a few words of business talk, but when he thought of Zhou Zhiruo's clumsy appearance when being chased by the Mongolian cavalry this week, he really couldn't boast.
Who would have thought that Miss Zhou, who would be independent and decisive in the future, would have such a childish and clumsy side.
Zhou Zhiruo was very smart and guessed what Song Xuan was thinking, and said a little shyly: "You will make Mr. Song laugh, and Zhiruo will embarrass the sect."
Song Xuan waved his hand and said, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. The first time I traveled around the world for training, I wasn't much better than you.
Especially after the first murder, I felt so uncomfortable that I couldn’t eat for several days!”
Hearing this, Zhiruo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Song Xuan's handsome face, she felt less wary.
This Mr. Song, who was ruthless and decisive in killing people, seemed not to be a bad person.
"By the way, for an upright disciple from a famous family like you, it's your first time to go out for training, right? There should be some fellow disciples following you, right? Why are you the only one?"
As he spoke, Song Xuan subconsciously looked around.
When Zhou Zhiruo heard this, her face turned red and she didn't speak, but she looked very embarrassed.
Song Xuan laughed casually and said, "Is it possible that you escaped from your marriage and ran away privately?"
It's okay if he didn't say it. When he said that, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly raised his head, staring at him with big watery eyes full of surprise, with an expression that was completely guessed.
"I'll go! Did you really guess it right?"
Song Xuan was speechless, I just joked casually, this can't really happen, right?
In the original plot, there was no such thing!
Zhou Zhiruo pinched her sleeves, feeling a little shy, and hummed. In her eyes, she could vaguely see tears welling up.
"This time, I went down to Mount Emei with my fellow disciples and my master. We were going to Mount Wudang to visit Master Zhang."
"Well, what happens next?" Song Xuan asked.
Zhou Zhiruo whispered: "When we arrived at the border of Hubei, my senior sister Ding Minjun secretly told me that this visit to Wudang Mountain was not just a normal interaction between the two sects, but a marriage.
I think Mr. Song must have heard that Yin Liuxia from Wudang had an engagement with a female disciple of mine from Emei. However, a few years ago, my senior sister was poisoned by a monster from the Demon Cult and she died. So that
The marriage was not consummated.
In the past two years, it is said that among the third generation disciples of Wudang, there has emerged a person with amazing talent and beauty. He has challenged nine major mountain strongholds in the world, and even defeated several famous figures in the world. He is in the limelight for a while!
so."
Song Xuan smiled and said: "So, your master, Master Miejie, is thinking about marriage again, and wants to select a few young women from his sect to marry that third-generation Wudang disciple?"
"That's true!" Zhou Zhiruo said with a grimace: "I didn't know about this at first, but when we were approaching the Wudang Mountains, Senior Sister Ding secretly told me.
She said, Master has decided that the person to marry is me.
Senior sister said that she couldn't bear to see me become a pawn in a marriage at such a young age, and would never have freedom in my life, so she secretly informed me of this matter against my teacher's orders."
Song Xuan's eyes moved slightly and he said with a smile: "So, your senior sister covered for you and helped you escape?
Did she also tell you that she took care of the hard work of marriage for you, and after you hide for a while, after she gets married to that Wudang disciple, your master will no longer blame you for this matter?"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned and looked at him with even a hint of admiration, "You, how did you guess so accurately?"
Song Xuan sighed, sister, it’s not that I guessed it correctly, it’s that you are too naive!