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In the Cangshan Sect¡¯s martial arts training ground.
Zi Zhan led his junior brothers and junior sisters to practice Cuju. Next month's Huashan competition, the team competition will be this Cuju. Although they are already very familiar with Cuju, they still get together to practice diligently whenever they have free time. .
Because the sun was too bright, everyone practiced for a while and then took advantage of the coolness under the big tree.
"Zizhan!" During the break, a calm voice with infinite echoes circled over the martial arts training ground.
Zi Zhan's eagle-like eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to follow the sound, but saw a majestic figure standing at the entrance of the martial arts training ground.
He was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, with a Taoist bun tied above his head and a lotus crown. He stood under the scorching sun, like a wisp of breeze, and had a sense of immortality. This person was not theirs. Master Nanhua, who is it?
When everyone saw Nan Hua Zhenren, they were stunned for a while because the master's release date had not yet arrived. After being stunned for a moment, they all stood up and leaned towards him and said, "Hello, master!"
Master Nanhua nodded towards everyone, and then motioned for Zi Zhan to come forward and speak.
When Zi Zhan arrived, he nodded and said, "Master."
Master Nanhua whispered to Zi Zhan: "Zi Qing has come down the mountain, right?"
Zi Zhan heard the words and raised his eyes to look at his master. The master was over forty years old. He was the earliest disciple to enter the mountain. It has been more than ten years since he went up the mountain when he was ten years old. When he first saw the master , the master was only in his twenties, and as a young man, he was shocked by the master's handsome and domineering appearance. He had never known that the head of a martial arts sect could have such an imposing manner. Not only that, but what impressed him even more was that the master seemed to be able to understand everything, as if he knew that he intended to let Ziqing go down the mountain.
"It was my apprentice who let her go down the mountain intentionally. Please punish Master." Zi Zhan lowered his eyes and held his hands in front of his chest to plead guilty to Master Nanhua.
Master Nanhua raised his lips slightly and said: "This is not your fault. Ziqing's words and deeds naturally know that sometimes what is shown is not necessarily true, and there must be a reason behind it. I believe you It was only after realizing this that I made such a decision. However, destiny cannot be violated."
??The destiny of heaven cannot be violated?
Zi Zhan raised his eyes and looked at the master, his doubtful eyes were deeply suppressed by him.
He knew that Master could observe the sky. Could it be that he took extra care of Zi Qing because of his destiny? Although he really wanted to know what that destiny was, based on his understanding of the master, the master would definitely not tell him the reason.
"Then what should I do, disciple?" Zi Qing is a strange elf. Although Zi Ran is also very smart, he can guard against it for a while, but he cannot guard against it all the time. Zi Qing may have escaped at this moment.
Seeing that Zi Zhan had a troubled look on his face, Master Nan Hua clarified his doubts and said, "My teacher will tell you where Zi Qing is. You should leave quickly, otherwise her life will be in danger."
When Zi Zhan heard that Zi Qing was afraid of his life, he no longer hesitated and immediately clasped his fists and said: "Disciple, obey!"
Master Nanhua nodded, and then ordered: "For the Huashan competition next month, you will go with all the junior brothers and junior sisters. Since you are a teacher and have to go into seclusion, I will not go with you. Remember to pay attention to safety on the way. "
"Yes!" After Zi Zhan answered, Master Nanhua turned around and walked slowly away on cloud steps.
By the Lancang River, Ling Xiaoruo finally swam to the riverside after a lot of effort.
The river was rushing, and by the time she climbed ashore, she had exhausted her last bit of strength.
Her legs were as heavy as lead, but her determination to yearn for freedom made her not pause at all, dragging her wet body all the way up the river bank, trying to climb over the river bank. mountains.
She crawled hard all the way, and when she reached the top of the mountain, she finally collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.
It was summer, and although it was hot, the wind on the top of the mountain was also cool. However, Ling Xiaoruo was tired and sweating at the moment, so when the river breeze blew by, a little coolness seeped out of her vest.
Ling Xiaoruo touched her forehead and felt a little hot. She quickly stood up. She only had some broken silver on her body now. If she fell ill, there would be endless troubles.
However, it seemed that God did not pity Ling Xiaoruo at all. Just when she thought about not getting sick, she saw dark clouds suddenly forming on the blue sky.
"Big dark clouds gathered in one place, and the sky became dark in the blink of an eye. Not long after, lightning and thunder roared together, and a drifting heavy rain fell on the land in an instant.
"Wow wow"??¡ª¡ª¡±
"Boom boom boom¡ª¡ª"
The sound of rain accompanied by the thunder stung Ling Xiaoruo's eardrums, and the clothes on her body were completely wet, but she still moved forward firmly.
Two days later, in another town not far from the Lancang River, the shopkeeper of a rice shop that had just opened for business saw the figure lying at his door. He walked up to him and kicked him, frowning and saying: "Beggar, get up quickly, don't bring trouble to others here early in the morning!"
This person was Ling Xiaoruo, who had fainted from hunger. Because she was kicked, her eyes wrinkled and she said feebly: "I can't walk anymore"
The rain the day before yesterday finally made her sick. Although she had found some herbs, the effectiveness of those herbs was not very high. They could only alleviate her illness but not eradicate it. After a long journey, she finally arrived in a town. Because she was short of money, she could only take out some silver to buy something to eat because she was so hungry.
The shopkeeper of Mipu looked at her lying on the ground. He saw that her face was blue and her lips were white. He thought she had some incurable disease, so he quickly raised his foot and wanted to kick her away.
However, just when he was about to kick her, he felt a strong gust of wind blow by. Because he raised his foot, he stumbled backwards and finally fell at the door of the room.
"Ouch!" He shouted out because of the pain. After shouting, he quickly stood up, touched his sore butt, pointed at the person coming and cursed: "Did you do this on purpose?"
When he pointed his finger at the person who came, he found that the person had already picked up the woman who had just collapsed on the ground, got up and left quickly, leaving only a tall and handsome blue figure behind him.
When Zi Zhan hugged Zi Qing, the scorching temperature of her body really burned him. He frowned and stared at Zi Qing, whispering: "How did it get burned like this?"
The current Ziqing is completely different from the eloquent and poisonous woman in the past. At this moment, he actually started to blame himself. He really shouldn't have taken the initiative to let her go down the mountain. If the master didn't tell him, he really couldn't imagine what would happen next.
When Ziqing heard the deep voice, she thought the warm embrace was her father's. In confusion, her nose felt hot, and she rubbed her head into Zi Zhan's arms, muttering: "Dad I miss you so much "
Zi Zhan stiffened a little due to Zi Qing's movements. He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms, only to see her huddled up and crawling straight into his arms.
His handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "What did you say?" He only heard the last few words, but the first word was not very clear.
"Dad" Ling Xiaoruo murmured again, and then fell completely into darkness.
Zi Zhan, who still didn¡¯t hear clearly, shook his head and stopped thinking.
Because Ziqing¡¯s body was so hot, Zizhan carried her to the nearest medical clinic and prescribed medicine for her. Then he found an inn and started decoction.
After the medicine was cooked, Zi Zhan leaned over and held Zi Qing's shoulders, feeding the medicine spoonful by spoonful with delicate and gentle movements.
Ling Xiaoruo slept in a hazy state, his mind was in chaos, and he felt like there was white smoke everywhere, misty and misty.
In a trance, she saw a pair of gentle palms, looking upward, her father's kind smile appeared in front of her eyes.
How long has it been since she last saw her father?
"Dad" Ling Xiaoruo was so excited that he raised his arms and hugged his father's neck, resting his head on his father's broad shoulder, stroking it gently.
Zi Zhan, who was giving medicine to Zi Qing, did not expect that Zi Qing would suddenly rush forward and hug his neck. Therefore, in panic, the medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground.
The moist and beautiful white porcelain lamp drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed on the ground.
"boom¡ª¡ª"
Once the porcelain is placed on the ground, it will shatter into pieces in an instant. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com