Chapter 290: The Girl's Heart

Even if Wu Zheng didn't refuse, under the meaningful gaze of his parents, Zhai Suli and Su Xiaomei, Mo Zi, who was blushing, would not continue to stay by Wu Zheng's side.

Mo Zi, who had never been so upset in his heart, was like carrying a deer in his heart, and got into the carriage where Zhai Suli and Su Xiaomei were riding.

"Sister Mo Zi, what's wrong with your face, is it frozen?"

Mo Zi shyly glanced at Su Xiaomei, who was deliberately embarrassing herself, and looked at the endless, white world outside through the small window of the carriage with a side face. There seems to be warmth from Wu Zheng's big hand in his hand. For many years, Mo Zi, who has always been smart and witty, has never regarded herself as a real girl in her heart under the pampering of her grandfather, master, parents, and all her family.

Even in order to fulfill the Dao heart oath he made to Wu Zheng and always follow Wu Zheng, Mo Zi actually didn't think about it deeply. As for how to fulfill his promise and how to make a promise with his body, Mo Zi had never seriously thought about it before.

was suddenly held by Wu Zheng and ran away for a while, and the sixteen-year-old girl's heart seemed to be opened, and what poured out was not only shyness, but also a kind of ignorance, which even she couldn't tell.

The squeaking of the wheels of the carriage against the snow is very rhythmic as the road surface undulates. Through the window, when the carriage turned, he could occasionally see Wu Zheng sitting on the big bed he had slept in in the carriage behind.

Mo Zi would suddenly think, did he miss me now, did he think about the feeling when he held my hand just now?

Wu Zheng was just embarrassed for a moment after suddenly waking up under the gaze of Mo Wendao and his wife, as well as Zhai Suli and Su Xiaomei. When I got back to the carriage, all I could think about was the scene of my biological father Xiao Ying who suddenly appeared. I even forgot that the carriage was moving in the direction of the capital, and it was getting farther and farther away from the original destination of Jinling, which was in my heart.

After Xiao Ying, Wu Zheng remembered the primitive sword style from the oracle bone inscription in the Weizi Qi Tomb. Counting today's battle against the Drill God Sparrow Du Ruque, it is already the third time it has been used. To Wu Zheng's surprise, although the starting style was the same every time, the following moves were very different.

If you think about it carefully, the first time was in Linshan Mansion to face the Seven Heroes of Northern Jin. I don't know if it was because my skills were still weak at that time, or because there were other reasons, that time was the most decent, and it was most in line with the vertical and horizontal sword posture depicted on the four walls of the stone platform where the remains of the master's sword idiot sat down.

The next step was to fight Cui Jian and his seventeen men with a sword instead of a sword, that is, at noon yesterday. The sudden eruption was no less than twice as powerful as that of Linshan Mansion, not only depleting all the True Qi in Wu Zheng's body, but even the energy of his body instinct. It's just that, now that I think about it, the moves at that time had a great way out of the sword style carved on the stone platform.

Still, every action is so reasonable and flawless.

In today's battle, because Du Ruque's kung fu is higher than Cui Jian and others, the sword style has changed again, and it seems that every subtle movement is drawn by the Wu hook in Du Ruque's hand. It seems to be different from the original sword style, but it is all derived from that original sword style.

It's as if the primordial sword style is a tree, and the opponent's move is the wind, and no matter where the wind blows, it will always cause the branches to strain naturally. And everything changes, and when the wind stops, the tree is still the same tree. The sword style is still the same sword style.

Wu Zheng's mind was filled with memories of using the primordial sword form three times, and he had long forgotten where he was, until the carriage stopped at a city gate and was awakened by the noise of people queuing up to enter the city. When I looked up, I found that I had arrived in Shangluo City and entered the boundary of Yuzhou Mansion.

"I'm going to retreat. ”

Wu Zheng, who came to his senses, immediately popped up such a thought in his mind.

It's just that where should I retreat?

Jinling can't go back, the New Year is approaching, and Tie Ning is there, although he knows that Tie Ning will not take the initiative to disturb himself, but Wu Zheng knows that if he retreats by Tie Ning's side, it is almost impossible to be calm.

Linshan Mansion? Not even better.

Now the entire martial arts is looking for itself, even the eastern end of Xichu, and even the northern forest have been dispatched. The home of Linshan Mansion must be the focus of everyone's attention.

Wu Zheng didn't think about the tomb that had just been built on Weishan Island, but he immediately denied this idea. Places where no one protects the Dharma for themselves, unless they are very hidden, they can't go at all.

In the end, the only thing Wu Zheng could think of was the capital.

Either sneak into Ningfu's grandfather's house, or let Diao Jun be responsible for finding a place for himself, and have Diao Jun responsible for his own safety. When the emperor needs to contribute himself, there should be no accidents.

"Wu Gongzi?"

"Ah, Uncle Mo, the student is rude, rude. ”

Seeing that Mo Wendao was looking at him with a puzzled expression, and Mo Mu, as well as Zhai Suli and Su Xiaomei, all looked at him with a smile. Only Mo Zi, who didn't know what he was thinking, looked down at his toes. However, the two red ear wheels exposed in the hair still betrayed Mo Zi's mind.

Wu Zheng didn't notice it at all just now, it was Mo Zi who was the first to notice that after the carriage stopped, Wu Zheng was still sitting on it in a daze, so he came over and screamed softly, and saw Wu Zheng looking at him directly, but he was unmoved. was ashamed of Mo Zi for a while, and he couldn't raise his head anymore.

At night, the group stayed in an inn in Shangluo City. Mo Zi, who had already reflected it, knew that Wu Zheng was not looking stupid at that time, but was thinking about his thoughts.

So he found an opportunity to quietly ask Wu Zheng:

"What were you thinking about sitting in the carriage at the time, thinking so fascinated?"

"Oh, I'm wondering where I'm going for the holidays this year. ”

"You're not going back to Jinling?"

I could hear the surprise in Mo Zi's tone, but Wu Zheng still nodded.

"Would you like to go to the capital?"

When he saw Wu Zheng nodding again, Mo Zi's heart beat violently for no reason. Hurriedly lowered his head to hide the shyness on his face.

"Would you like to go to my house and see grandpa?"

It was inaudible, and it was clear to the ear, Wu Zheng knew that Mo Zi had misunderstood. However, in the face of Mo Zi, who becomes gentle like water every time night falls, especially today, he really can't say anything to refuse.

After all, what Mo Zi said was to go to see her grandfather, and there was nothing unreasonable. I lived here for a few days in Mo Wendao, not to mention, and caused a lot of trouble to others. Just because the family moved overnight for themselves, they also hired a carriage, and because they were worried about disturbing themselves, they should take the initiative to visit along with the bed nets, even if it was out of courtesy.

"Well, okay. ”

Wu Zheng naturally nodded again and agreed.

It's just that after Mo Zi heard Wu Zheng's agreed-with reply, he raised his head and looked at Wu Zheng deeply, then turned around and lowered his head, and walked back to his room gently.

It was this glance left by Mo Zi when he was leaving, which made Wu Zheng's heartbeat suddenly accelerate, and he couldn't even calm down to cultivate in the middle of the night.

However, I never appeared in my mind again on Weishan Island, the title of the fairy who pretended to be the girl Xiaomei-little goblin. (To be continued.) )