Thirty miles south of Chuzhou City, under the Phoenix Mountain, a water surrounds the mountain, and the water waves are veined.

Perhaps because of her childhood experience, no matter how beautiful and steep the mountain is, it is not as good as a clear stream that can bring Zhou Zhiruo a more down-to-earth feeling.

Leaving from Zhumadian that day, Zhao Yu was distracted when she was facing the enemy, she did not chase straight after, but followed a few senior sisters back to Emei Mountain. In the months since she returned to the mountain, she also had the idea of going down the mountain to find Zhao Yu because of her master's great love for her.

What really made her finally make up her mind to leave Emei Mountain was that day when the master called her in front of her, and said with a solemn expression: "Zhiruo, although these disciples of my sect are the most beginner with you, but their qualifications for martial arts training are excellent. Now on the rivers and lakes, the demon flame is becoming more and more arrogant. After all, our righteous martial arts will have a decisive battle with the demon sect demons! Although your martial arts have improved rapidly, they are not yet solid, so you have taken a serious rest these days. After recuperating your spirit, I will teach you the Jiuyang Gong of our Emei faction. ”

Then the extermination master told a lot of the origin of Emei Jiuyang Gong and it was magical, but Zhou Zhiruo didn't hear most of it, and there was only one thought in his mind: if he stayed in the Emei faction again, he would inevitably become an enemy of him in the end......

The ill-fated little girl practiced martial arts hard, because she felt down-to-earth with martial arts, and she still remembered that after learning martial arts, she would be in charge of good things in the future, rather than drifting like duckweed. If it were another time, Zhou Zhiruo would be overjoyed to hear that her master was going to teach her advanced martial arts, but this time, she hesitated in her heart.

She didn't want to be an enemy of Zhao Yu, even if he had forgotten his existence. He has the only good memories of his life. A little glimmer of warmth in the heart. If this glimmer of light is far away from him, even if the martial arts are invincible, what is the use?

She went down to Emei Mountain and rushed straight to Chuzhou. Even if the master will be disappointed because of this, even if she will not be tolerated by the righteous path martial arts and have a bad reputation in the future, this time, she will make the decision for herself!

On the day she arrived in Chuzhou, she saw the triumphant return of the Chuzhou Iron Horse, the people of Chuzhou welcomed him, and saw him in a military uniform. Just like when it was on the Hanshui River, it was as high-spirited. However, it is strange after all. Strange identity, is the strange demon lord still the boy on the bank of the Han River?

The determination that was extremely strong when going down the mountain was hesitant at this moment. If Zhou Zhi couldn't guess, how would he react to his arrival?

I mustered up courage a few times. But all of them were dispelled by the thoughts that surged through their minds. Zhou Zhiruo did not come out of the crowd after all. watched him be hugged and walked into the mansion.

Then, Zhou Zhiruo left Chuzhou and came to the river at the foot of the remote Phoenix Mountain. It's off the beaten track. Isolated from the hustle and bustle of the world, a flat boat, accompanied by a lone star and a cold moon, the night breeze is gentle and does not disturb the dream.

Zhou Zhiruo stayed here and lived on a small boat. The boat had sunk to the bottom of the Hanshui River, carrying his father's body. However, here, Zhou Zhiruo forgot this, she seemed to have returned to her childhood, lying on the string of the boat, lifting the river, watching the stupid fish under the water touch the board again and again, waiting for her father to return, waiting for him to suddenly appear behind her father.

And then, there is no then...... There are only three of them, and in this small boat, she doesn't want to learn martial arts anymore, and occasionally watches him use flying knives to catch fish, clapping her hands and laughing and cheering...... And so on, day after day.

However, the hopeful thing did not happen. In the lonely night, there is only one lonely girl, a flat boat......

In the night, Zhao Yu was like a ghost, and his face was pale. He had been running outside the city for several hours, even though he knew that there was little hope of continuing to search like this, but a fire in his heart urged him to stop, and he ran aimlessly all the way.

Phoenix Mountain is vaguely in sight, and the river under the moonlight is like a cloth belt, flashing with microwave light. When that leaf boat broke into his eyes, as if he had been empowered, Zhao Yu's restless mood calmed down. He slowed his pace and slowly walked towards the boat, where he saw a girl in a green shirt sleeping lightly against the side of the boat, holding a sword tightly in her hand and her knuckles turning white.

He sat down on the shore without making a sound, looking at the girl who had come out of his memory and gradually became real.

In her sleep, Zhou Zhiruo's lips pursed slightly, frowning, her pretty face was like ice, indifferent and complaining. Suddenly, she broke open her eyes, and the long sword came out of its sheath with a bang, stabbing straight at Zhao Yu on the shore, and the blade of the sword was like a moon.

Zhao Yu stretched out his fingers, pressed down the blade of the sword, and said softly: "Sister Zhiruo......"

Zhou Zhiruo was not asleep enough, her mind was in a trance, and when she heard this call, her shoulders trembled, and her unfocused eyes gradually converged on Zhao Yu. The pretty face was uncertain, and it was frozen for a moment, until Zhao Yu called again, and the fingers she grasped the hilt of the sword suddenly loosened, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clatter.

Zhou Zhiruo turned her back and looked at the river, tears streaming down.

Zhao Yu stood up, stretched out his hand to put his arm on Zhou Zhiruoxiang's shoulder, and said astringently: "Sister Zhiruo, I, I can't stand you......"

Zhou Zhiruo took a breath, wiped the tears on her face, and said in a trembling voice: "I have been waiting for five months in Wudang Mountain and seven years in Emei Mountain, why haven't you come to look for me? You said that you will go to me for a few months! You said that it will only take a few months to ......."

Zhao Yu was speechless when he heard this, and bowed his head and said nothing.

Zhou Zhiruo turned around, stared at Zhao Yu with teary eyes, and said, "You taught me to learn martial arts well so that I can make my own decisions, and I practice until late at night every day." You taught me to call Zhang Zhenren's name in many places, so that he would not embarrass me, and I had to shout hundreds of times a day when I went to Wudang Mountain. You taught me to be clever so that I could live well, and I cheered up every day to please Master and Senior Sister...... But why did you break your word to me, why don't you remember what you said?"

Zhao Yu snorted: "I thought you would have a good time on Emei Mountain...... And I'm the infamous Demon Lord......"

"Of course I'm doing well, Master values me, and my sisters love me...... However, I was very afraid, afraid that if I didn't practice martial arts well, Master would be disappointed. I'm afraid that if I rob my master of my favor, my sisters will isolate me. But, I miss Daddy, I ......" Zhou Zhiruo squatted down, covered her face with both hands, and choked up: "I, I miss you...... I'm afraid, I'm afraid that Master will let me kill you one day......"

Hearing these words, Zhao Yu became more and more annoyed in his heart, and in a trance, he seemed to return to the small boat on the Hanshui River back then. He leaned down, stretched out his arms to hug the girl's trembling shoulders, and said in a condensed voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's all over." With me, I will not leave you behind from now on, and I will not let you be frightened again!"

After Zhou Zhiruo heard this, she cried loudly, as if she was going to pour out her years of suffering together, and buried her head in Zhao Yu's arms, tears pouring out.

Zhao Yu sat on the bank of the river, tightly hugged the trembling and sobbing delicate body in his arms, and said softly: "It's me who wants to fork, except for me in this world, which one is still your dependence." Don't worry, don't be afraid! I am the Demon Lord who kills people, and no one will dare to criticize you or bully you in the future. No one dares to embarrass us anymore, not Tartars, not decent families!"

After crying for a long time, Zhou Zhiruo gradually stopped crying, but she still refused to let go of her arms holding Zhao Yu, for fear that all this would be as unreal as a dream, and that she would return to her original appearance as soon as she let go.

As the night deepened, fog gradually rose along the river.

Although Zhao Yu was not afraid of the cold and heat, he was afraid that Zhou Zhi would suffer from the cold, so he picked her up and entered the cabin. The little girl who used to be thin has become a young girl, and her ears and temples are grinding, and it is inevitable that she will be charming. Zhao Yu couldn't bear to push away this poor girl, so he changed the topic and said, "Since you have arrived in Chuzhou, why don't you go to me?"

The agitated mood gradually calmed down, and Zhou Zhiruo felt infinite shame in her heart, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you have forgotten my ......"

Zhao Yu sighed in his heart, and told him about the fact that he passed by Emei Mountain and sneaked up the mountain to visit him secretly four years ago, and said: "I have made several enemies with the Emei faction, and I offended your master and exterminated the master, and I don't dare to disturb you when I see that you are living a stable life in the Emei faction." It was I who made a mistake and forced your life to arrange your life, but forgot to ask you about your own plans. ”

Zhou Zhiruo's mood was stable, and she was curious, and couldn't help but say: "Master only said that Senior Sister Ji Xiaofu is dead, and we don't know that there are such twists and turns. ”

Zhao Yu sighed: "The exterminator is too strong-tempered, and Ji Nuxia's actions, in her eyes, are like death." This is not that she deliberately concealed this. ”

He saw a trace of fear on Zhou Zhiruo's face, so he comforted: "Don't worry, I will always be by your side in the future, even if I meet your master, don't worry." Everything has me. ”

Zhou Zhiruo said gloomily: "Although the master is strict, he treats me with great care. This time, I left the Emei faction, after all, I failed to live up to her care...... I'm sorry for her. ”

"This is a great favor we owe to the Emei faction, and I have to repay it. Don't worry about it anymore, I'll take care of it. ”

"Hmm. ”

The two whispered to each other, recounting what had happened after they had separated. Not long after, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't bear to be tired, and gradually fell asleep on Zhao Yu's lap, with a very peaceful face.

Zhao Yu gently lifted the hair on her cheeks, and her mood became calm. (To be continued......)