Chapter Ninety-Three: His Spirits
It is estimated that because Zhuang Hui has an official match in the original book, and he completely regarded her as a weapon before, Gao Xiaoxiao first ruled out that she had a male and female affection for Zhuang Hui.
The second is to look down at her AI body and wake up the main system in her brain.
"The main system, is there something wrong with my AI body? How do I feel like I had two or three heart palpitations in my chest today? ”
[Received an inquiry from the tasker, and is being checked.......]
During this period, Zhuang Hui also held the hat in his hand and strode down to the small brim.
Zhu Wuhe talked about Xiaoyue when he heard footsteps, and at the same time raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound.
"Hey, isn't this Zhuang Hui? Zhu Wu, it turns out that this is the distinguished guest you said. ”
Tan Xiaoyue said, put down the bamboo sweep in his hand to brush the saber with oil, and got up to go to the back room to bring the tea that had been boiled early in the morning.
Zhu Wu saw Zhuang come back, quickly got up from the bamboo recliner, and looked at him with bright eyes: "Zhuang Hui, have you really restored your dantian as said in the letter?" ”
The young man raised Ruifeng's eyes, and the bones that originally looked extremely loose immediately stood up, and even the lazy feeling that lingered around his body before dissipated a lot.
Zhuang Hui walked to Zhu Wu's body, and after bowing his head, he took off the Lingxiao Sword that was wrapped in cloth on his back.
"Whew!!"
The hilt of the sword left the scabbard, and the ice-blue cold air swept away from the position of the blade, making Zhu Wu feel a chill in front of him, and at the same time, the belligerent factor that had been silent in his heart for a long time revived again.
"It seems to be true, since you can pull out the Ling Xiao Sword, it means that you have indeed recovered your dantian."
Gao Xiao smiled and saw Zhu Wu pick up the sword he put not far away, subconsciously grabbed Zhuang Hui's right wrist nervously, and said to Zhuang Hui's head: "Xiao Aotian, stop him quickly, your current strength has only recovered a few percent, where can you fight him!" ”
Zhuang Hui shook his head lightly, and also transmitted a message to her: "No need, Zhu Wuhe has always been a measured person, and I may not have fought with him for a long time." ”
The young man on his side held a beautiful sword flower, and after holding the Ling Xiao sword in his hand behind his back, his cold peach blossom eyes met Zhu Wu's pair of Ruifeng eyes full of fighting intent.
"If you want to fight, change places, if it affects your small building, then it will be troublesome."
Zhu Wu and Zhuang Hui have known each other for a long time, and they have fought a lot of times.
As rivals worthy of sympathy in each other's minds, the two also have a deep understanding of each other.
As early as Zhuang Hui chose to use the posture of holding the sword with his back hand that he must use every time he fights with Zhu Wukai, Zhu Wu knew that he, the sworn enemy who had been silent for a year, was finally going to bloom again with his own light.
Immediately hooked his lips and smiled, and took the lead in going deep into the woods with light skills.
Zhuang Hui restored the dantian, and the internal force naturally recovered a lot.
Seeing this, after explaining that Gao Xiaoxiao was ready, he also nodded on tiptoe and followed.
"Hey, I just made the tea, why did I run away!"
Tan Xiaoyue muttered, put the still steaming tea on the bamboo wooden table, shook his head and chuckled helplessly, and then picked up the bamboo broom again to oil the saber she ordered.
"But it's true that Zhuang Hui was such a proud son of heaven before, and now that his strength has recovered, he should naturally find his previous feelings."
Gao Xiaoxiao didn't speak because she was afraid of being discovered.
After listening to Tan Xiaoyue's muttering, after getting the results of the main system check, he was puzzled for a moment, and he couldn't help but follow him, wanting to see what he looked like when he and Zhu Wu fought each other.
The two fought extremely fast, and by the time she got there, she was already halfway there.
Zhu Wu drove the long sword directly, and the blade of the sword attacked Zhuang Hui's door, and Rui Fengyan, who had always had a bit of a lazy temperament, recovered a lot of spirit at this moment.
From Gao Xiaoxiao's point of view, the excitement in this guy's eyes was so full that it was about to overflow.
And although Zhuang Hui's cold face didn't see any fluctuations, Gao Xiaoxiao also keenly noticed a little difference by virtue of getting along with him during this time.
For example, he has always looked like a peach blossom eye without waves, but now he looks like a bright star dotted with a dark night sky, and he has the appearance of a high-spirited teenager.
The Ling Xiao sword in his hand left several afterimages in the air with Zhuang Hui's movements, and the bamboo leaves that Xiao Xiao fell were only swept by the light blue sword waves, and the next moment, they instantly shattered into powder.
It was enough to see how lethal the sword qi he swung was.
The speed at which the two fought in the air was too fast, Gao Xiao smiled and glanced at Zhuang Hui for a while, and then glanced at Zhu Wu's side, and it didn't take long for him to feel a little dizzy when he looked at it.
After alleviating this discomfort, she quietly retreated, returned to the small building, and sat down on a bamboo chair with a backrest under the porch.
Tan Xiaoyue was gone when she came back, and she didn't know what she was doing.
Gao Xiaoxiao took advantage of this to stretch his waist, and planned to use this time to go back to the first person of the Fu Zheng Sect to see if Uncle He had returned.
She had to try how effective the water was, and if she had tried it earlier, she would be able to give some advice to the patients in Yunlai Town who were suffering from the epidemic when Zhuang Hui was in charge.
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"Little Sect Master, you woke up just in time, Steward He has just arrived at the Lotus Courtyard, and when he heard the report from the people, he is almost there."
Gao Xiaoxiao nodded, got down from the couch, and asked Xiaocai to pour her a cup of warm tea.
This first person slept for too long, and because of her poor physical condition, there was no ice in the house to dispel the heat.
Not to mention the sweat on my head after waking up, I was so thirsty in my throat.
"The slave and maid expected that you would call for tea when you woke up, and it just so happened that the young sect master of the puppet sect asked someone to come over and send you a lot of high-quality tea, and the slave and maid have already boiled it for you, and it is estimated that it will be almost ready at this time."
Gao Xiaoxiao didn't care too much about the people of the Puppet Sect coming.
It wasn't until Xiaocai brought the tea and inadvertently mentioned that the person who sent the tea from the puppet sect, for some reason, had to take a look at whether she was in the sect or not, that she felt a little strange.
She is not in the Fu Zheng Sect, why does Zhuo Xiu care so much? Isn't she afraid that she will fall in love with other men when she wakes up?
Thinking of this other man, Gao Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered the cold face full of fighting spirit when Zhuang Hui and Zhu Wu were fighting.
Twisting her eyebrows and blowing the white smoke on the tea, after dissipating the heat, she drank the tea with a strange expression, and said in her heart that she was not crazy, why did she want Zhuang to go back there.
Seeing her like this, Xiaocai thought that the tea was not boiled well, and soon asked her if the taste of the tea was wrong.
"No, I'm just wondering if the clean water that Uncle He went thousands of miles to get is useful."
"Little Sect Master, if it's useful, you'll find out if you try it later."
As soon as the laughter and joke fell, I saw He Min, who was dressed in dust, appear, holding a white porcelain vase in his hand, and walking towards her with a smile on his face.