Chapter 40: Zhuo Fan

When Mei Chaofeng heard Zhao Zhijing's words, he knew in his heart that he had no choice at all, so he immediately took out a human skin from his arms and handed it to Zhao Zhijing, and then understood a few Taoist theories that he didn't understand for a few martial arts questions that he didn't understand.

Zhao Zhijing came back to his senses, looked at the Jiuyin scroll on his desk, and thought in his heart: "Mei Chaofeng already knows that he is practicing in the wrong direction at this time, and it is okay to correct it, but I don't know what will become of her martial arts when I see her in the future, I am really looking forward to it! How much wind and waves can my butterfly fan, whether it is a storm or a slight stream!"

More than ten days later, Zhao Zhijing and Han Xiaoying were sitting in a roadside teahouse, in order to avoid the scorching sun in the sky, Han Xiaoying was wearing a veil at this time, and the two were drinking tea to avoid the scorching sun in the sky. There are always people who will destroy the silence of the world, at this moment a few fast horses galloped towards the small shop, and the first one saw a few people in the store with swords, so he said to a few people behind him: "The thieves of the Ming Sect are here, a few brothers come and slaughter these thieves, and the court will definitely have a great reward!" At this time, Zhao Zhijing took a closer look, there were three men with swords in their hands on the table next to him, and there was a red flame pattern on the corner of the clothes they were wearing. Zhao Zhijing came back to his senses and looked at the men who came on horseback, several of them were wearing official uniforms, but they did not have the slightest awareness of being officials, their faces were full of murderous aura, Zhao Zhijing smelled the smell of blood from them from a distance, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help frowning.

A few people wearing official uniforms walked into the shop quickly, and saw the three people sitting at the table, and the first one cracked the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I thought it was just a few small fish, unlike since there is still a big fish, do you say yes? Zhao Zhijing took a closer look at this person, although he was wearing the same clothes as the other two, there were some calluses on both hands, there was a touch of heroism in the eyebrows between the two eyes, and the essence of the Dao Dao flashed in the two, just like the sword light, and there was a sheathed long sword beside him, at this time the hilt of the sword had been sharpened smooth, Zhao Zhijing sighed in his heart: "This person's kendo cultivation is obviously not weak, and his hands are also calluses sharpened by sword practice, and his eyes look like there is a trace of kendo artistic conception, Mingjiao really hides the dragon and crouching tiger!" The Mingjiao congregation who was sitting in the middle heard the words of the first person and said: "You scum in the rivers and lakes, you have taken refuge in the corrupt officials in the court, oppressed the people, and forcibly masturbated women and children.

At this moment, Han Xiaoying, who was opposite Zhao Zhijing, heard the conversation of several people, and there was a look of doubt in her eyes, she looked at Zhao Zhijing and asked in a low voice: "Zhijing, aren't these the people you are looking for in the Ming Sect?" Zhao Zhijing heard her words, nodded slightly, and the two stood up after eating, at this time a breeze blew, lifting the veil on Han Xiaoying's face, revealing her beautiful face. In the past few days, Zhao Zhijing has been with her, with the nourishment of love and the profound internal strength of the cultivator at this time, making her face like a warm jade, shining with crystal brilliance under the sun, and her already good face is already the best in the world at this time.

At this time, several men who were wearing official uniforms before saw Han Xiaoying's face, and their eyes were like seeing a fat wolf, and a green light appeared in both of them. Pulled out the weapon in his hand and stopped it in front of Zhao Zhijing and Han Xiaoying, and said to Zhao Zhijing: "Little white face, leave this little lady behind, and I will let you go." After that, several people grinned and let out a burst of lewd laughter. The Mingjiao swordsman named Zhuo Fan came out of the sheath with his long sword at this time and said: "In broad daylight, you dare to force the people's daughters, it's really better than beasts, I will definitely not let you succeed!" Hearing Zhuo Fan's words, those people became even more arrogant, and let out bursts of wild laughter, one of them said: "Zhuo Fan is already difficult to protect yourself at this time, and it is simply wishful thinking to save people!"

At this time, Zhao Zhijing's eyes showed a fine light, and his murderous gaze swept over the few people who stopped in front of him, and several people suddenly felt that the scorching summer had entered the cold winter, and they couldn't help but shiver. The corners of Zhao Zhijing's mouth cracked slightly and said: "I really don't know whether to live or die, since you dare to provoke me!" At this time, several people in front of him also felt a trace of strangeness, and realized that Zhao Zhijing was not a simple Confucian scholar, and they all held their weapons and guarded carefully. Seeing their appearance, Zhao Zhijing opened his mouth slightly and said softly: "Just because you are like leaving me here, I will let you understand that not everyone can be offended." As soon as the words fell, I saw Zhao Zhijing's figure flash, several figures swinging in the air, and the palm of his hand gently pressed on the chests of several people, and then flashed back to Han Xiaoying's side, reaching out to hold Han Xiaoying's little hand.

After several people saw Zhao Zhijing's move, they felt that there was no scar on their body, and they all laughed immediately, and one of them said: "Boy, it's easy to tickle the uncle with your skills!" After he finished speaking, several people suddenly became even more presumptuous. Hearing the words of several people, Zhao Zhijing smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and shook it lightly in front of him, and said "Suck" Suddenly, several people felt that the true qi in their bodies was constantly flowing towards their dantian, and they were not listening to their own commands. After a while, a few men with fast muscles bulging on their bodies, like deflated balls, suddenly dried up and turned into skinny dried corpses, if it weren't for their still rolling eyes, a few people in the field would definitely think that they were a few dried corpses dug out of the ground. Han Xiaoying's face turned pale when she saw the scene of several people at this time, Zhao Zhijing smiled and took Han Xiaoying's hand, and patted her hand a few times, Han Xiaoying's face improved, and several people from Mingjiao became stunned at this time, and there was a thick color of horror in their eyes.

At this time, Zhao Zhijing turned around and said to a few people who had turned into dried corpses: "As far as you just said, this kind of punishment is still a little light for you!" At this time, when the people who were still in the store heard Zhao Zhijing's words, their faces suddenly showed a look of horror, and they thought in their hearts: "You have turned a few big living people into a few dried corpses, and you still think that the punishment is light, if it is heavy, then you have it!" Zhao Zhijing stretched out his hand and swept it, and several people were swept away from the store, Zhao Zhijing looked at the corners of several people's mouths and said "burst" Several people became plump again at a speed visible to the naked eye, but they rose to their original appearance without stopping, until they became like a leather ball, and suddenly there was a bang, bursting open, there was no trace of blood in the field, only a few pieces of clothes and weapons worn by several people when they came proved their existence.