Chapter 93 The bright moon is like the heart, and the dream is for life
In the middle of the night, a strange camel bell suddenly sounded.
The disciples of the Emei sect who were sleeping were suddenly secretly frightened.
Master Miejie rushed out of the tent with the Yitian Sword and shouted loudly: "Who is this master? Please show up to meet me. What kind of behavior is it to pretend to be a ghost?" The words were transmitted far away. She said this.
After saying this, the ringtone stopped. It seemed that the owner of the ringtone was afraid of falling in love with her and did not dare to make any more mysteries.
But the next moment, a scream suddenly came from the crowd. Everyone looked up and saw a female disciple being held in the arms of a man wearing a green striped robe and running away.
And go.
The two disciples who got close quickly raised their swords and chased after them. However, the speed of this body technique was really unbelievable. Although the two women started Qinggong, they saw the distance getting further and further away.
Miejie Shitai let out a clear whistle, held the Heavenly Sword in his hand, and rushed over.
The skill of the head of Emei was truly extraordinary. In an instant, he had already passed the two disciples. In the flash of green light, he thrust his sword towards the man's back. But the man was running very fast, and the sword missed by a few feet.
Couldn't hit.
Although the man was holding one person in his arms, his running speed was not inferior to that of Master Miejie.
He seemed to want to show off his Qinggong skills. He got an advantage and didn't go too far, so he quickly circled around the crowd. Jiejie Shitai stabbed him with his sword several times, but he still couldn't hit him.
Even people with poor eyesight can easily see that when it comes to Qinggong, Master Jue is clearly losing.
When the man finally had enough fun and threw the Emei disciple in his hand to Master Miejie, he saw that the female disciple's face was like yellow wax, there was a wound in her throat, and she was dead. The wound was bloody and fleshy, but there were still teeth marks.
He was actually bitten to death by that weirdo!
That weirdo was obviously the Green-winged Bat King, one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, who was famous for his Qing Kung Fu. Apart from him, there was no one else in the world with such speed, and he also sucked human blood.
I saw him bite an Emei disciple to death, and after sucking the blood of the disciple, he still did not leave. He laughed loudly and said: "Old nun, you are inciting the six major sects to besiege Guangmingding. Do you really think that our Mingjiao has no one? Today, I will start first
Capture your most proud disciple and kill Ji Qi in front of you in the decisive battle tomorrow to see what you can do..."
The sound of the word "like" was still lingering, and his figure once again approached the Emei disciples watching the battle like a ghost under the moonlight, stretched out his eagle-like talons, and aimed at a slender female disciple with a green skirt that touched the ground.
.
I saw that she was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a graceful figure, weak and boneless, slim body, slender waist, and fluttering clothes. She looked like a fairy descending from the earth. She was really one of the few beautiful women in the world.
Master Miejie was moved for the first time at this time, and she shouted with a hint of anxiety in her voice: "Zhiruo!"
When the Green Winged Bat King saw this, the smile on his pale face became even more intense. He had been following the Emei Sect for several days, and he had long recognized that this stunning female disciple was the favorite of Master Miejie.
But at this moment, a calm but solemn voice suddenly sounded: "Wei Yixiao, if you dare to touch a piece of her clothes, I will have you smashed to pieces!"
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind Zhou Zhiruo and stood in front of the Green Winged Bat King. It was Qin Changfeng who had rushed in using his phase.
The Green-winged Bat King jumped when he saw Qin Changfeng's strange appearance. However, he was in mid-air at the moment, and his strength was exhausted. He had no time to retract his grasped hands, so he had to turn his claws into palms and use his other skills.
A unique skill, the ice-cold palm slaps Qin Changfeng.
As its name suggests, Ice Cotton Palm is composed of cold and soft softness. When it is slapped, it is like dozens or hundreds of ice needles shooting like a drizzle of ice at the same time.
Seeing this scene, many Emei disciples showed worried expressions. Even if an ordinary master was hit by these two palms, he would be seriously injured or die. And the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him seemed to be in a hurry to save people.
, so the defense is not sufficient.
Only Zhou Zhiruo's face behind her was filled with a happy smile. Her memory drifted far away. When she first saw Brother Saint Monk, he was blocking her in front of her like this...
At the critical moment, Qin Changfeng did not dodge or evade, and the expression on his face did not change at all. He let the palms slap him, and at the same time, he condensed flying arrows on the fingertips of his right hand and shot them towards Wei Yixiao, who was very close.
With the power of the indestructible Vajra in the late eighth level, Qin Changfeng was hit by two palms but was unharmed. Although Wei Yixiao used his powerful Qinggong to avoid his heart at the last moment, he was still hit by Qin Changfeng's flying arrow.
It hit the right chest. Although there was internal defense, the powerful attack still hurt the liver and swollen. While vomiting blood, he kept retreating backwards with a horrified expression.
"Such profound skills, what's your name, monk?" Wei Yixiao was seriously injured in one move. He didn't dare to stop for a moment. While running towards the direction of Guangmingding, he still couldn't help but ask.
"The poor monk Shaolin Kongyu", Qin Changfeng responded calmly. Seeing that Master Jiejie still wanted to chase him, he persuaded him: "Master Tai, although Wei Yixiao was seriously injured, his speed is still very fast. It is not possible to chase him at this time.
If you can catch up, don't accidentally fall into the trap, not to mention that the poor monk has already injured his internal organs, and his strength has been greatly reduced within half a month, so there is no danger anymore."
Hearing this, Miejie nodded with a cold face and a deep brow, indicating that he recognized Qin Changfeng's words.
At this time, Qin Changfeng smiled again and said: "Master, the poor monk and Almsgiver Zhou have met once, but they have not seen each other for several years. I want to say a few words to her alone, please be accommodating."
Master Miejie glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, who had his head lowered and his face was reddish, and then replied in an unhappy tone: "If the Shaolin monk wants to talk to my Emei disciple, he must be giving advice to the younger generation. There is no reason for a poor nun to refuse. Zhiruo,
You have to accept it humbly, you know?"
Although she agreed, she deliberately reminded Qin Changfeng not to forget his identity.
Qin Changfeng smiled leisurely, calmly and calmly, and walked out of the camp with Zhou Zhiruo.
Looking at the two hazy figures under the moonlight, Emei disciple Ding Minjun's eyes flashed with jealousy, and he said fiercely: "Master, I think the relationship between Junior Sister Zhou and Divine Monk Kongyu is very unusual. They used to get along day and night back then.
For two years, junior sister, how can I not be tempted by such a majestic figure as Monk Kongyu, who is already a powerful figure in the martial arts world at the age of just over 20 years old..."
"Shut up!" Master Miejie snorted coldly. Suddenly he raised his hand and slapped her across the face. He said angrily: "Although Monk Kongyu is young, his martial arts spirit is well known to the world. You
Are all Taoist heroes self-proclaimed? Do you dare to slander a monk whom even Master Zhang praised?"
Although Master Miejie is aloof and cruel, as the head of Emei, she has the style and demeanor of a master. Although she can also see that the relationship between Qin Changfeng and Zhou Zhiruo is unusual, she also knows that there is more to it.
Zhou Zhiruo just loves herself.
Moreover, it is better to believe that this kind of thing does not exist than to believe that it exists, otherwise it will be a huge loss of face for both Emei and Shaolin.
Although Ding Minjun felt even more hateful at this time, he did not dare to talk back. Half of his face was red and swollen from the beating, but he still had to bow and say: "Master taught me that my disciple knew he was wrong."
On the other side, after completely leaving the sight of everyone in Emei, Zhou Zhiruo, who had lowered his head, suddenly raised his head, looked at him and said with a smile: "Brother Holy Monk..."
Qin Changfeng habitually touched her head. When he reached halfway, he realized that she was no longer the little girl back then, but a tall and graceful girl. He couldn't help but smile awkwardly and said: "Zhiruo has grown up."
Woolen cloth."
At this time, Zhou Zhiruo took the initiative to reach out and grab his big hand, held it in the palm of her hand, and said with a smile: "In front of Brother Saint Monk, Zhiruo will always be the same Zhiruo."
Qin Changfeng's body trembled. At this moment, she suddenly felt extremely peaceful and fulfilled in her heart. Her faint smile and eyes as clear as snowy mountains and ice lakes made Qin Changfeng's eyes wrapped in layers of camouflage
My heart suddenly felt like I had found my home.
At this moment, Qin Changfeng decided that the woman in front of him meant something different to him than anyone else.
This was the first time he felt this way since his parents died.
"Zhiruo, let me tell you a story."
"Okay." Under the moonlight, Qin Changfeng walked in front, and Zhou Zhiruo followed closely.
"I have been having a dream since I was a child. In the dream, my name is Qin Changfeng, not Shaolin Kongyu. The me in the dream lives in a very cruel world, where people have to go through a test every once in a while.
,Only those who complete the test can survive..."
Qin Changfeng put the matter of space in a euphemistic way and told it as a bizarre story. However, the first thing Zhou Zhiruo asked after listening was: "Are you also a monk in that world?"
Qin Changfeng was stunned on the spot and almost turned to stone. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and said with a smile: "No."
"That's good." A beautiful light immediately appeared in the eyes of the stunning beauty.
"What are you thinking about?" Qin Changfeng patted her gently and said, "What I told is a story and a dream. Do you take it seriously?"
The beautiful woman smiled sweetly and said: "Zhiruo knows that it is impossible to be with Brother Saint Monk in this life, but even if there is such a dream or a story that can bring us together, Zhiruo will be satisfied."
Qin Changfeng looked at her seriously and asked: "What if the story is true?"
The beautiful woman looked at Qin Changfeng with a smile, with a cunning look in her eyes, and said: "That Zhiruo must be in a dream now. When she wakes up from this dream, she will be able to see the real holy monk brother.
right?"
She has been with Qin Changfeng for two years. Although she still retains her pure and pure nature, she is a bit more mature than the age she was in the original work. She is a bit like the darkened and enlightened woman in the original work.
Qin Changfeng suddenly laughed and took the initiative to hold her hand for the first time. At the same time, he pointed the other hand at the bright moon in the night sky and said with a smile: "Then we will make a promise. When we wake up from the dream, we will go to the nine heavens together."
, look at the moon and see if there is a moon palace or Chang'e on it, okay?"
"I'm waiting for you", the beauty's smile was as bright as a flower, and she softly uttered these words from her red lips. She looked so peaceful and beautiful under the moonlight, and her eyes were so clear and satisfied. She didn't know that this dream could come true, but she just
She thought that even if her holy monk brother just made up such a lie to deceive her, as long as he could deceive her for the rest of her life, that would be enough.
At this moment, the two people standing side by side, looking up at the night sky, there is no bright moon in their eyes, but only each other. The clear light of the cold moon shines on their shoulders, exuding warmth...
Half an hour later, Qin Changfeng handed Zhou Zhiruo the secret book of Jiuyang Magic and the Great Shift of the Universe, and asked her to make a copy of Jiuyang and then give it back to him when she had a chance.
The purpose of doing this is naturally to let her concentrate on practicing the Nine Yang Magic to improve her strength after he leaves, and become the helper he left behind that no one knows about.
The storm in the trial tower is treacherous, and Qin Changfeng can't guarantee that he will always win. He has a powerful trump card, which is a chance to make a comeback after suffering a defeat!
Even if he will have teammates in the future, the person he trusts the most and can trust without reservation will always be this woman who is willing to wait her whole life for a fruitless dream...
