The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

The real person Ziyang captured Zhang's mother and son at the moment, and the scattered people of Ziying looked up for a week. Qunhao and his colleagues showed contempt for her, and her son would also find it difficult to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes. But she still wants her son to live. She drew her sword and said, "Junior Sister, don't be obsessed with understanding!"

Ziying scattered people desperately said: "The two brothers, I was in the head of the senior brother to retreat and attacked regularly. Chen Botao was let Ling'er kill, and Linger was killed by myself. This matter really has nothing to do with Yunhai, you let it go. I live a life in the sea of ​​clouds, and I will repay in the next life."

As he said, Ziying Sanren pulled out and urged his life to cross his neck, immediately splashed with blood, and his throat was broken.

"mother!"

"Master!"

Zhang Yunhai was naturally miserable, and the inner disciples such as Jiang Suxi, Zheng Peiwen, and Zhao Jinxiu were also instinctively wailing. Although they were also frightened at this time, they also learned that the master killed their master, but they have been together for many years. Where is the relationship clearly stated.

Zhenren Ziyang and Sanren Zijing were not good enough to sigh, but Ziying Sanren made too many mistakes, and captured her alive. She killed two people from her faction and violated this rule a long time ago.

This faction's unprovoked cruelty to the same school and committing a sneak attack on the head of the prison are both capital crimes. These crimes are more serious than when she was pregnant with the child of the great demon King Nether who was a disaster in the Central Plains more than thirty years ago.

Yang Jianfeng, Li Wuyou, and Yu Hong joined forces to capture Zhang Yunhai. At this time, Zhang Yunhai was shocked by the death of his mother. The appearance of the real Ziyang completely defeated his defense, where is their opponent.

After a short while, Zhang Yunhai was captured by them, and the whole body was clicked. The real Ziyang had just died of his junior sister. At this time, he really couldn't bear to hurt this apprentice who had been with him for decades, so Yang Jianfeng imprisoned him without shame.

The six disciples Sima Xiao and the eighth disciple Wang Qun who had previously supported Zhang Yunhai all pleaded guilty. They did not know the inside story, so Zhenren Ziyang ordered them to think behind closed doors.

...

Zhao Qingyi is serious about sleeping.

She slept for half a day and one night, and did not wake up at dinner.

Within three days, she drove through the two-tiered Dao of Sanxingdong, fought Ziying and scattered people, consumed energy and energy to treat the real Ziyang, jumped into the sea and brought the veteran Taoist back to the shore, and came to pretend to be forced to return to Zhang Yunhai, the first-class master. There was a fight.

Putting down her guard, her extraordinary perseverance was also removed, and she consciously allowed herself to be tired. She was really tired.

When she woke up the next morning, it was three poles in the sun. She walked out of the guest house door, yawning and stretching, and the brothers Xue and Li who heard the noise all rushed out of the house and walked towards her.

"Brother Yuan..."

"It should be called Master Yuan."

"No, it should be called Yuan Daxia."

"There are too many heroes, so I have to give it a more elegant name."

They all smiled, Zhao Qingyi said: "What's the matter with you?"

The two brothers Xue Chen were so familiar with each other and put them on her shoulders, and said: "Zi Jing, you are now awe-inspiring. In one fell swoop, the murder case of the Penglai faction was solved, and the three-star cave alone rescued the real Ziyang, and also defeated the first-class master Zhang Yunhai. How can big events not be famous all over the world?"

Li Erqi said, "What's in the three-star cave? You can get through with many agencies. The ability is really not small."

Zhao Qingyi said: "Don't ask me about the Sanxingdong Cave. It is a secret place of their school, and the scenery is so dark and dull. I will never go again."

Xue Xing said: "Well, let's not ask the secrets of other factions, nor should the third son be embarrassed."

Everyone turned their attention away again, discussing that Zhao Qingyi wanted to get a resounding name.

Xue Chen said, "Isn't there a'Donghai Little White Dragon'?"

Li Da said: "What is too rash to pass Jianglong, turn Jianglong, people always think that Zijing is that kind of rivers and lakes people when they hear of'Little White Dragon'. Zijing is both civil and martial, unparalleled, witty, and suave. Characters have to be like San Gongzi, with a more elegant and elegant name."

The other three people all said that, even if they were waiting in the guest courtyard to serve Zhao Qingyi, Xue Xue and Xuan Shuang felt that they had officially changed their names.

A group of them were having a lively discussion in the four corner pavilions in the courtyard, and the fake monk who lived in the guest courtyard next door came over.

Huo Tianfang actually listened quietly for a while before approaching. As soon as he came over, Xue Xing asked for his opinion.

Huo Tianfang first said to Zhao Qingyi of joy: "Zi Jing has experienced this experience, once he became famous in the world, it is gratifying to congratulate him."

Zhao Qingyi thought: In modern times, you can become a celebrity and have commercial value, which will increase your value. But in ancient times, fame cannot be endorsed. Acting is absolutely imperative. Actresses are cheap.

Zhao Qingyi shook his folding fan leisurely, and smiled lightly: "What are the benefits of being famous? There is neither wealth nor power. I think it is nothing more than that."

Xue Xing said: "Zi Jing, why are you such a smart person saying foolish things here? After becoming famous, everyone admires it, and it is naturally easy to get rich and power."

Zhao Qingyi said: "If everyone admires and the so-called power is that I want to help people do more, then forget it."

Xue Chen said: "If you don't want to be famous, what are you doing? Pulling off the white banners of the mourning hall and stitching them into a long cloth, it is not easy for that big tuft to go up to the roof of the drum tower, right? It's not for fame, why are you so hard?"

Zhao Qingyi, like a cat stepped on its tail, jumped up, reached out and pinched Xue Chen's neck, and said, "What did your sister say? Youjin! Youjin!"

"Let go! Let go!" Xue Chen thumped.

Li Dali pulled her away and coughed. In fact, they thought so too.

Zhao Qingyi sat on the bench by the four-corner pavilion again, and one foot in white boots also stepped on the bench, the young master's domineering and arrogant.

"You laymen! You laymen! Hey! If you want to pay Yaoqin to your heart, if you have a few friends, who will listen to it."

She said "you don't understand my heart", and Li Er said: "Is there any other deep meaning behind putting the white banners on the roof of the Drum Tower and throwing them down?"

Zhao Qingyi was sweating on her forehead, and she was dumb for a while.

Suddenly Huo Tianfang smiled and said, "Maybe Zijing is young and playful. This is no different from what a child plays with novel things."

Xue Xingdao: "I thought it would be easier for Zijing to become famous like this. After all, she must be the first person to tear down the white flags from other people's mourning halls and sew them before carrying them up to the top of the drum tower to play..."

Zhao Qingyi couldn't help covering her heart. This was the price of no one working when she was pretending to be forced, and there was noisy everywhere. I think that as the role of the princess, she joined Yuan Jing’s Xuanzhen faction. Their pretences are very reasonable, and the following people will prepare the things and tools for pretending, so there is absolutely no need to do it in person. So undecent.

Zhao Qingyi stood up and said, "You laymen, you have all your friends, so I won't be with you anymore."

As she said, she was about to leave the pavilion. Xue Chen and Li Er moved fast and took her left and right arms so as to make a laugh. Huo Tianfang couldn't help frowning, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

At this time, Lu Xu entered the yard and couldn't help taking a deep breath when he saw them pulling and pulling.

"What are you doing?"

The Xue brothers and the Li brothers, who are the Lujia family members after all, said hello with a smile, and Xue Chen said, "We are playing with the son."

Zhao Qingyi said: "You guys, I'm really playing the piano to Niu. Our friendship boat has turned over!"

Several people have played with her in the past few months, knowing that she is extremely clever and naughty, but her heart is very good. At this time, she also smiled shamelessly, and at most bowed to her.

Zhao Qingyi raised her head at a 38-degree angle, but Lu Xu came over and grabbed her hand and said, "My master wants to see you, so let me go."

Zhao Qingyi drew out his hand without a trace, shook the fan, and said, "What is he looking for? Isn't it a scapegoat? Whoever you send from Penglai to life and death and trouble Xiao Qiang is not my responsibility. Don't transfer your sect's emotions. On me."

Lu Xu said: "Where did you want to go, we thank you for being too late, how can we hate you."

Zhao Qingyi said: "I want to leave Penglai, I can't stay here anymore."

Lu Xu said, "Don't think about it. Since Master is fine, we will leave in a few days."

Zhao Qingyi said: "Okay, okay, you go, I don't want to interfere with your Penglai faction."

Lu Xu said, "If you don't go with me, will it be possible for my master to come and find you? You have great kindness to my master, so please treat him as an elder."

Zhao Qingyi had to go with him to see the real Ziyang.

The two arrived above the central hall of the Penglai School. At this time, the arrangement of the mourning hall had long been removed. Two rows of outer disciples were guarded outside, while the real Zi Jing and the inner disciples were in the hall.

They only arrived for a while, still discussing something with each other in twos.

Lu Xu and Zhao Qingyi climbed up the steps and entered the hall. The real person Ziyang got the time right, and entered the hall from the back door, sitting on top of the head of the hall.

"See the head!"

Master Ziyang nodded, and invited Zhao Qingyi, the savior, to the upper position, and then the other factions sat down one by one.

The ancients had a lot of courtesy, and there were also seats in the quagmire. The Penglai School was respectable and courteous.

Ziyang Zhenren said: "This faction suffered a catastrophe this year and caused Xiao Qiang to bring disaster. It was really my past that I was soft-hearted and condoned."

The real Zi Jing said: "The head brother is kind, and Zhang Xiaoying's affairs were unexpected by the head brother. The head brother should not blame himself too much. My Penglai school also needs the head brother to preside in order to stand in the martial arts. , No one dares to deceive."

The younger generation of disciples said yes, it is Jiang Suxi, Zheng Peiwen, and Zhao Jinxiu that although the three daughters of Jiang Suxi, Zheng Peiwen, and Zhao Jinxiu have mixed flavors, they have no hatred for the real Ziyang.

Ziying Sanren killed Senior Sister Dongfang Ling'er with his own hands. They were both her disciples, and they felt hurt, lips, teeth, and cold.

Ziyang Zhenren said: "Thanks to Yuan Shaoxia's righteous help this time, otherwise they will have succeeded. Chen and Dongfang died unjustly, and I was imprisoned in the three-star cave for my life. Yuan Shaoxia recreated my Penglai En."

The real Zi Jing got up and bowed to Zhao Qingyi: "Thank you Yuan Shaoxia."

The remaining disciples also saluted her: "Thank you Yuan Shaoxia!"

Zhao Qingyi waved his hand and said, "You don't need to be polite, you don't have to mention this matter again. I owe Lu San Gongzi the favor, and I will return him as lunch. Since then, we will not owe each other."

Lu Xu's eyes flashed, and his handsome eyebrows moved slightly, making it difficult to speak more at this time.

Ziyang Zhenren said: "The seventh is the seventh, and Penglai is Penglai, so it can't be counted as such."

Zhao Qingyi said: "Oh, old Taoist priest, didn't we say it is OK, this matter is forgotten, what do you want to do?"

Ziyang Zhenren said: "I was injured in a sneak attack by Zhang Xiaoying, and then I was solitary in the Sanxing Cave for a few months after being sealed by the silver needle. I don't want to hide it from you, but my vitality is seriously injured."

All the people present were full of grievances, knowing that what he said was true.

Not to mention that the real Ziyang is in his sixties. Even if he is a young and healthy person, he is attacked by the most trusted person and stimulated. Then he is sealed by the silver needle and locked in a cave. The underground cannot distinguish between day and night, no sunshine, and endless enjoyment. Loneliness, the physical and mental devastation are immeasurable.

Zhao Qingyi is a person who has experienced many roles, and she has no confidence in whether she can survive if she changes with the real Ziyang.

If Zhenren Ziyang recuperates and recuperates from now on, and practises profound arts quietly, if he has good medicine, he can live for about eleven or two years, and he will not be considered short-lived until he is in his seventies. The life span is irreversible.

But if he does mundane affairs and has no intention of recuperating, he will be exhausted in a year or two.