~Cooing~ With the strange sound coming, Zhou Zhiruo still ate with Zhao Xianzong for some reason.

Neither of them is rude, although the chopsticks are not slow, but they also eat elegantly and naturally. After a while, the two of them stopped their chopsticks together, just because the rabbit that was not too big had been eaten by the two of them.

Taking the handkerchief handed over by Zhou Zhiruo, he wiped his mouth, Zhao Xianzong said: "It's late today, Miss Zhou, why don't you rest here for one night, and go back to Wuzhou early tomorrow morning to find the master, I think you were captured by the Blue Winged Bat King, and your fellow disciples will inevitably inquire about the news in Wuzhou if they are not sure that you are dead." ”

"Well, Zhiruo thinks the same way. After speaking, he hesitated, and stopped talking several times.

The corners of Zhao Xianzong's mouth twitched slightly, and he said indifferently: "Miss Zhou, if you have anything to say, it's okay to say it!"

"I have a lot to ask, but I don't know how to say it. ”

"Since you can't open your mouth, don't open your mouth!"

"Wait, I want to know why you stopped at the top of the Seven Evil Mountains?" Looking at Zhao Xianzong, who was about to turn around and leave, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but say urgently.

Zhao Xianzong stopped, and there seemed to be thousands of words flashing in his eyes, mixed with loneliness, hope, and endless despair, and these emotions flashed away. But it was still captured by Zhou Zhiruo, and somehow it hurt in my heart.

didn't have time to say words of comfort, Zhao Xianzong's cold voice came slowly, "You six factions deceived me that day, and the Wanzong sect was the first, I originally planned to kill you Liwei, even if you stopped in the end, but you really don't hate me?"

Zhou Zhiruo smiled when she heard this, and replied crisply like a hundred flowers, "I hate, but I still thank you for your last retreat, which caused you to be seriously injured, and today I have the grace to save me, I really can't hate it now." But Sect Master Zhao still didn't answer why he changed his mind temporarily that day?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xianzong raised his eyes and looked at the stars in the sky, the fluorescence in his eyes flashed, and his tone was depressed, "There is no it, just because when the sword is in the body, Miss Zhou's expression reminds me of a person." ”

Watching the starlight pour down, shining on that slightly pale face, it seemed to be full of endless loneliness and sadness. Zhou Zhiruo said tentatively, "That must be a very important person to the Zhao Sect Master?" If the Zhao Sect Master is willing to speak, Zhi Ruo is willing to be the one who listens. ”

After saying a word, Xia Fei's cheeks were already in her cheeks, and she had never said such explicit words to anyone in her life.

It's just that in this situation, the man's lonely and depressed look can't help but make her say these intimate words. Maybe there is a sense of reciprocation, or there is a sense of comfort.

"It's just an old thing, since Miss Zhou wants to hear it, what about it?" Zhao Xianzong put away his sadness and pretended not to care.

Seeing Zhao Xianzong's sad appearance, Zhou Zhiruo felt even more painful in her heart, what kind of pain did she have to go through before she could open her wounds in public again, and she already regretted her unreasonable request.

It's just that before he could stop it, Zhao Xianzong's cold voice had already come slowly, echoing in this quiet mountain stream, and it sounded so weeping.

"I was originally from a big family surnamed Zhao in the Western Regions, who knew that when I was six years old, my father's former enemy came to the door. The family was ruined overnight, and the thirty-six members of my Zhao family became the soul of the enemy. "The voice is low and there are no mood swings, just like telling someone else's story. But Zhou Zhiruo could feel from Zhao Xianzong's slightly trembling body that he was not so calm as he appeared.

I couldn't help but think of Zong Weixia's evaluation of Zhao Xianzong that day: 'Such a serious injury can endure until we leave, the tenacity of the heart is rare in my life!'.

Tears gleamed in her beautiful eyes, and she said softly, "Master Zhao, don't need to be sad, it's all over." Your cultivation is so high now, I think my uncle and aunt will know about it. It would be—" I said, but I couldn't go on.

Because she suddenly remembered that the man who temporarily collected the sword on the top of the Seven Evil Mountains had already suffered damage to his muscles and veins, otherwise how could he be seriously injured under his palm with his cultivation.

Zhao Xianzong ignored Zhou Zhiruo, and the lonely voice continued to come, as if he had been immersed in the grief of the past: "I hid in the secret room that day, and witnessed with my own eyes how my parents were brutally murdered by the enemy! I witnessed how all 36 members of my Zhao family died tragically one by one! I hated that I was young at that time and had no cultivation at all, so I could only hide in the secret room and survive!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Xianzong's eyes were already slightly red, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, where was the indifference and coldness that he had been on weekdays. It's just a poor man whose family is ruined and has no one to take care of him.

Zhou Zhiruo wanted to speak of comfort several times, but she didn't know how to speak. Thinking that when he was young, his father was killed by Yuan Bing, wasn't he so lonely and helpless? It's just that he still had a common spring breeze at that time, and later he was even more fortunate to be introduced to Emei by Zhang Zhenren. Over the years, with the care of the master and the care of many senior sisters and sisters, I still feel lonely and helpless, so how did the man in front of him survive the decades of displacement, and what kind of ups and downs did he go through to have this self-cultivation.

Thinking of this, I couldn't hold back anymore, tears rolled down like jade beads with broken threads, and I couldn't cry for a while.

"Later, I escaped by luck and went straight to the Central Plains. It's just that he was young and had no money at that time, so he could only beg all the way to survive, but after all, he still couldn't afford to get sick on the bank of the Hanshui River. I thought I was going to die, but I never thought that I would be lucky enough to be taken in by the boat family for a week, and I was hanged with a decoction every day. After so much hard work, I was finally able to save my life after half a month. ”

Zhou Zhiruo was shocked for a while, but she stopped sobbing, and then she was stunned and at a loss. I was at a loss, I already had a guess in my heart, but I didn't dare to confirm it.

"After I recovered, I wandered for several months before I finally said goodbye and left. Because I have a deep blood feud, if I am not careful, I am afraid that this kind ship father and daughter will bring ruin. After that, I went back and forth to learn from teachers. Finally, the force was successful, and a few years ago, he returned to the bank of the Hanshui River and searched several times, but he never found the father and daughter of the Zhou family again. ”

"On the top of Qisha Mountain that day, girl, your look is so similar to my little sister of the Zhou family back then. If it weren't for the fact that you were an Emei disciple, I would have thought that you were my little sister of the Zhou family, so I couldn't bear it, so I finally stopped!"

I see! All the truth was revealed, but Zhou Zhiruo was even more in tears. It turned out that this person had such a relationship with herself, and she was convinced of these words, Zhao Xianzong looked like he was only twenty-five or sixteen, and according to his age, he was only a one or two-year-old child, and he should have no impression. Besides, the top of Qisha Mountain put away his sword and stood up, looking at his own expression, he didn't understand it at first, but now he suddenly realized!

At the beginning, his father was killed by Yuan Bing, and later he was in Emei. Naturally, he couldn't find himself, which also explained that he seemed to be cold and unpretentious to himself, but he had the grace to help him several times. Just remembering that he had inadvertently damaged his muscles and veins, he was even more remorseful.

Compared with such a character and such affection, between himself and Zhang Wuji when he was young, there was a little bit of virtue of giving a handkerchief to wipe his tears. And what's it?

"Miss Zhou, hey, Miss Zhou, why do you have to do this? It's just an old story of Zhao, and it's not because of you that I didn't kill you!" Zhao Xianzong sighed pretending to be unknown after finishing speaking.

The more Zhou Zhiruo listened to him emphasize this, the more sad she became, and she wanted to open her mouth several times to tell him that she was the little sister of the Zhou family that he had been looking for for several years. But you can't say it, as soon as people finish talking about their sadness, you say that you are the protagonist. How could there be such a coincidence, Zhou Zhiruo thought in her heart, she must find an opportunity to tell this matter in person in the future.

Zhao Xianzong was also not comforted, so he only sat cross-legged after Zhou Zhiruo was tired of crying and fell asleep, and then put on his own coat for him.

After a night of silence, Zhao Xianzong fled away at dawn in the morning light. Sometimes if you want to be your pawn alone, you must first learn to be indulgent. Now that he has fallen into the urn, he will wait for this woman to enter the urn.

The morning dawn came as scheduled, and when the first rays of sunlight shone into this deep mountain stream, the woman in white who was reclining on the rock wall also opened her eyes slightly.

Although it is not washed, it is not messy, but it has a touch of Chu Chu and moving, and with a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, it is even more charming and seductive.

Although I slept in the deep mountains and dense forests this night, it was exceptionally sweet, perhaps because I had something in my heart and something to rely on.

Looking around but never finding the figure of that person, Zhou Zhiruo was confused, and then saw the dark color robe draped over her body. With a bitter feeling in my heart, I knew that he must have left a long time ago.

He got up and carefully folded the robe and put it into his arms, and looked around for a long time with a reddish expression, as if he wanted to engrave this ordinary mountain stream in his mind forever.

After a while, he jumped up and headed in the direction of Wuzhou. It's just that unlike when I came, my heart at this moment is full of people, a person who suddenly walks into my heart but lingers.