Chapter Twenty-Three: Grace's Anxiety

Just as Zhang Wuji and the others were about to leave the ancient tomb.

Yin Li's voice came from outside the ancient tomb: "Hey! Brother Mowgli! Have you spent so much time catching up with Sister Yang? If we don't rush again, I'm afraid we'll have to sleep on the official road today! ”

At present, all the women are already waiting in front of the boundary monument of the Quanzhen Sect. Although Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min had just quarreled, the two only kept their distance and ignored each other.

After Zhang Wuji left, Dai Qisi played her role, and after a reprimand, the two little girls immediately became honest.

The women wanted to step forward, but they were stopped by the Quanzhen Sect Taoist priest who led the way, and reminded them that there were jade bees guarding this ancient tomb outside, and it was the same if they had anything to say outside the realm.

At this time, the door of the ancient tomb slowly opened.

Zhang Wuji walked out of the ancient tomb with the yellow-shirted female servant.

Jade Cui put her hand to her lips, and after a whistle, the Jade Bees who were on guard against the enemy immediately dispersed.

Seeing the Jade Bee retreating, everyone also flew to the front of Zhang Wuji and the others.

When the woman in the yellow shirt saw everyone coming, she hurriedly smiled and apologized: "Because Yucui and I need to make some preparations, we have been waiting for a long time, which is really embarrassing." ”

Yang Buregret looked at the appearance of the yellow-shirted maid, and she asked, "Sister Yang looks at you like this, and she is also going to go far away." Are you going to walk with us? ”

Zhang Wuji replied: "Yes, the future of this trip to the Western Regions is uncertain, one more person has more strength, Sister Yang's martial arts are strong." With her as a helping peer, we can also have a better chance of winning. So I shamelessly invited Sister Yang to come with us. ”

Zhao Min looked at the woman in the yellow shirt, then at Zhang Wuji, and deliberately said to Zhou Zhiruo: "It seems that our brother Wuji's face is really not small, just a few words can ask for help from a master like Sister Yang." ”

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the woman in the yellow shirt, and then at Zhao Min, who was yin and yang, with a cold face, and snorted coldly.

Yucui also added oil and vinegar at this time and said: "This is natural. Since ancient times, heroes love beauties, and beauties match heroes. Brother Wuji is the number one hero in the world, and my young lady is the number one beauty in the world. ”

If it was put in normal times, the woman in the yellow shirt would have a cold face, and Yucui would have to shut up.

But this time is her chance to get close to Zhang Wuji, and some words are not so embarrassing as she says, it is better to let Yucui's "fairy words Wuji" say it.

Zhang Wuji poked the little girl's forehead with his finger and said, "This person is a big ghost, do you know what a match made in heaven is?" ”

Yucui didn't answer, just playfully grimaced at Zhang Wuji, and then hid behind the woman in the yellow shirt.

At this time, Daisie's expression was a little delicate.

On the one hand, Dai Qisi was a little happy, and she was still a little worried about how she would persuade her sect leader to be merciful in Persia. Now with the company of the "kind-hearted" yellow-shirted girl, it is also easier for Zhang Wuji to change his mind. After all, when he was in Shaolin Temple, Zhang Wuji listened to the mediation of the woman in the yellow shirt and let go of the exterminator Tai and Shaolin Sandu.

What made Daisy a little uncomfortable was Yucui's words.

Although Daisy admits that Hoga is prettier than herself, she only thinks so.

But the men of the Central Plains don't think so.

Compared to a pure-blooded like Hoga, she has no characteristics, just a simple and beautiful Persian girl. Or is it that her mixed race, which combines the advantages of Oriental and Central Asian, is a little more beautiful.

And Dai Qisi has been very conceited about her appearance over the years.

Over the years, the number one beauty in the world has been her Dai Qisi, and now in the mouth of this little girl, she has been replaced by the yellow-shirted girl in front of her, which makes her a little unhappy.

At this time, Dai Qisi also gently stroked her smooth and fair cheeks, as well as her tight, fair-skinned, and less fat abdomen.

Even though Daisy is a woman who has given birth, she has taken good care of herself over the years. If you look at her appearance, she is definitely much more attractive than Xiao Zhao, a little girl.

However, she looked at the little girls around her, and then sighed silently in her heart.

"Am I really old?" Desis thought silently.

Maybe it's because during this time, she has been staying with these little girls for too long, and she is about to forget that she is middle-aged and her daughter is about to get married.

Zhang Wuji's thoughts were the same as Dai Qisi, he looked at Dai Qisi, the former number one beauty in martial arts, and then looked at the woman in the yellow shirt behind him. I want to compare who is better between the two of them.

At this time, Zhang Wuji also noticed the strangeness in Dai Qisi's eyes.

Zhang Wuji asked at this time, "What's wrong with the Dragon King?" ”

Dai Qisi was still immersed in "age anxiety" and "appearance anxiety" at this time, and did not hear Zhang Wuji's words.

At this time, Xiao Zhao said to his mother: "Mother! Childe asks you! ”

Xiao Zhao's sentence of "mother" directly pulled Dai Qisi back from the fantasy of her youth. Daisy glanced at her daughter with some resentment.

"What's wrong?" ”

Hearing Dai Qisi's rhetorical question, Zhang Wuji said with his hands behind his back: "This is exactly what I want to ask the Dragon King." What was the Dragon King thinking? How can you be so distracted? But I thought of Na Hoga's martial arts path, or what hole cards did the Persian head coach have? ”

Dai Qisi smiled awkwardly: "No! It's nothing. Sect Master, it's getting late now, so it's better for us to hurry as soon as possible, and when we get to Chang'an City, we can stay overnight as soon as possible. ”

The woman in the yellow shirt looked at the sky and said: "Since it is late today, it is better for us to hurry tomorrow, you come to the cold house, the little girl should do the friendship of the landlord." ”

The woman in the yellow shirt instructed Yucui: "Cui'er, tell the kitchen to prepare rice." Hosheng entertains guests from afar. ”

Dai Qisi, Zhao Min and others did not agree to the invitation of the girl in the yellow shirt, but looked at Zhang Wuji together.

Zhang Wuji looked at their eyes, and then said, "Why are you looking at me?" Since Sister Yang sincerely invited, it may be rude for us to excuse ourselves again. Let's go! Let's stay in the tomb for one night today, and then leave early tomorrow morning. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Wuji turned around and followed the yellow-shirted maid towards the gate of the ancient tomb.

Yang Buregret had long wanted to see what his "godfather's" hometown was like, so Yang Buregret also followed Zhang Wuji's steps.

When Yin Li saw Zhang Wuji like this, he folded his hands and frowned and said, "See the color!" ”

Zhao Min also sighed and said, "I can't miss it!" ”

Zhang Wuji waved his hand with his back to them and replied, "That's right! Sister Yang's dim sum here is sweet and soft and glutinous, but it is very delicious, but after this village, there is no such shop. Don't regret not being able to eat it in the future! ”

Hearing that there were delicious snacks, Yin Li didn't delay any longer, and hurriedly followed.

Xiao Zhao's mother and daughter have always been obedient to Zhang Wuji, and the two of them are also close behind.

At this time, Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo looked at everyone, and they had a heart, and said in unison: "It's really useless!" ”

Hear each other's words, just like yourself. Both men looked at each other in surprise. But then, after each snorting coldly, they turned their faces sideways. No one looked at anyone and followed the crowd into the tomb.

(End of chapter)