And He Taichong, who was also missing a few fingers, said puzzledly, "Senior brother, you are..."

"We owe him a favor, he went to worship the mountain, and we sent some gifts to the past, why bother to surrender his identity like this and rush from the Western Regions to Emei?"

He Taichong smiled and said, "Senior brother, you don't understand, the two of us personally brought generous gifts to help him worship the mountain, but we sold him a big face!" ”

"This Ye Zhenwu has already been enlightened, maybe the two of us will ask him when he will beg him, and he will be able to open his mouth when the time comes."

When the junior brother heard this, he clapped his palms and said, "That's right! Why didn't I think of it, but I only thought about this bit of belongings, people in the rivers and lakes, life and death are unknown, befriending this person will benefit us and do no harm! ”

He Taichong suddenly got up and said, "Senior brother, hurry up, what we can think of, other sects can definitely think of it."

The junior brother's face changed, and he said, "Yes, and our Kunlun is far away in the Western Regions, and we have to work hard to get this way, don't let us arrive, people have already finished worshipping the mountain!" ”

"Hmm!"

He Taichong's prediction was good, and the other sects almost all had this idea, and they were all preparing generous gifts, ready to show their faces in front of Ye Zhen and sell him face.

After all, although he doesn't say it, in the rivers and lakes, Wudang disciple Ye Zhen, who is a god of divine skills, has spread the name of the number one in the world.

One man and one sword slashed all the armies, and even the storytellers and singers wrote books and made up songs to sing.

To this day, once those swordsmen stepped into the capital, they could feel a shocking sword intent lingering!

In the first battle of Dadu, Ye Zhen's terrifying reputation of killing tens of thousands of troops with a sword is already known to the world.

Therefore, every time Ye Zhen's gift convoy passed through a city, the local Yuan army officials not only turned a blind eye to the Yuan procession passing through the city, but were also afraid that some people who were not long-sighted would disturb Ye Zhen and make him kill here.

In the end, he even sent an army to escort it, which was really funny.

After walking for seven days, out of this city, there is Mount Emei a hundred miles away.

No matter how much Ye Zhen was so heartbroken, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

The convoy behind him, which was tens of meters long, directly spent half of the wealth in Ye Zhenna's ring, worth as much as tens of thousands of taels!

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ye Zhen, who was walking at the front of the team, stopped.

The officials who had been following Ye Zhen, accompanied by a smiling face, and carefully followed Ye Zhen's gaze and found a beggar in the dark corner of the street.

When he saw the killing god beside him frowning, the official was shocked and hurriedly shouted.

"Come on, go and drag away the beggar who stained the eyes of the hero and kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, two groups of soldiers rushed towards the beggar, and the next moment they were about to forcibly drag the beggar away.

Ye Zhen drank lightly, "Stop!" ”

The official was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "Stop, didn't you hear the words of the hero, you dog minions!" ”

Too lazy to deal with this official, Ye Zhen stepped up to the beggar, looked at Song Qingshu calmly, and said, "Why didn't Senior Brother Song go back to Wudang and make himself look like this?" ”

Song Qingshu looked at Ye Zhen coldly, then looked at the endless team on the road, and said coldly, "Senior Brother Ye, are you going to go to Emei to worship the mountain?" ”

Ye Zhen nodded lightly and said indifferently, "Yes, this is an agreement between the two factions, and it is also a promise between me and Zhiruo!" ”

Song Qingshu got up, took out a dagger out of nowhere, put it on Ye Zhen's shoulder, and shouted, "I don't allow you to go!" ”

Seeing this, the officials next to him had a gleam in their eyes, and secretly waved their hands to stop the Yuan soldiers who were about to rush up, and retreated far away.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he said in his heart, "Fight, fight, you so-called people in the rivers and lakes had better all die!" ”

Being held between his neck by the dagger, feeling the cold feeling brought by the dagger, as if this was not his neck, Ye Zhen still said flatly, "Why don't you let me go?" Also, are you looking for death? ”

Song Qingshu opened his mouth, "I... I... You just can't go, if you promise me not to go to Emei Mountain, and never see Sister Zhiruo again, I'll let you go, otherwise..."

Ye Zhen said indifferently, "Otherwise, you can talk about it."

Song Qingshu gritted his teeth, brought the dagger closer to Ye Zhen's neck, and roared angrily, "Otherwise, I will kill you, and then apologize for the crime with death!" ”

"Just you?"

Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "I know that you can reach the sky with martial arts, but as long as you are still flesh and blood, I can make you head in a different place!" ”

Hearing this, Ye Zhen said indifferently, "You can try, but... Are you sure to kill me, if Zhi doesn't hate you to the core, but throws herself into her arms? ”

Song Qingshu was speechless, his eyes drooped, if he really killed Ye Zhen, he knew that Zhiruo would not only not like him, but would kill him to avenge Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen's gaze suddenly became sharp and abnormal, and the startled Song Qingshu buried his head even lower, unwilling to have the slightest contact with Ye Zhen's gaze.

"Look at your current appearance, the dignified martial arts Beidou, the three generations of the big disciples of the Wudang faction, what does the future head of Wudang look like!"

"For a woman who doesn't love you, seek death and live and be willing to fall! Have you ever thought about Wudang, have you ever thought about your master, have you ever thought about your father! ”

Song Qingshu raised his head suddenly, his body involuntarily took two steps back, and the dagger had already fallen to the ground, "I...".

Ye Zhen stood with his hands in his hands and said in a deep voice, "There are thousands of good women in the world, don't tell me that you love Zhiruo alone, even if you love, what if the other party doesn't love you, if you force it, it will hurt not only you, love someone, not blindly want to possess, but know how to let go!" ”

Song Qingshu's eyes were dilated, and his mouth repeated Ye Zhen's words, "Love someone... Not possession... But... Let go...".

Ye Zhen shouted: "As a man! You must stand up to the sky, you must have your own goals and pursuits, people are in this life, they are all heads to the sky, feet on the ground, you can fail, but you can't be willing to be mediocre, because you are a disciple of the Wudang School, because you are a man! ”

Ye Zhen's loud shouts struck Song Qingshu's heart like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and he couldn't help but recall the scenes of the half moon in his mind.

"Poof!"

Seeing Song Qingshu's blood and the depression in his heart spit out together, although he still looks like a beggar, his spirit has undergone earth-shaking changes.

stepped forward and patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder, picked up the dagger on the ground and inserted it into the sheath, Ye Zhen said calmly, "If you are still a man, go back to Wudang Mountain and pick up the responsibility you have to bear, or follow me to Emei and face your fears!" ”

After that, Ye Zhen returned to the team and marched towards Mount Emei again!

And Song Qingshu, looking at the team that was gradually moving away, his eyes were complicated for a moment, and he bowed deeply to Ye Zhen with a happy heart.

Emei, Song Qingshu doesn't want to go, but he has to shoulder the responsibility he needs to bear, because he is a man, not a coward!

The corners of Ye Zhen's mouth curled slightly, and he immediately watched Mount Emei speed up his pace.

When he arrived at the foot of Mount Emei, the scene in front of him made Ye Zhen slightly stunned.

The six major factions that once besieged the Ming Sect, except for the Emei faction, all gathered here, and set up camp, and the ceremonial carriages were piled up!

Not long after, several people appeared in front of Ye Zhen.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Ye Zhen had already guessed something, but he still asked, "Master Song, Master Kongwen, Master He... What are you? ”