This trip to Guangmingding Secret Passage was really confusing.

Chen Xuan patted his forehead and said casually.

"You want to go find Master Miejie, right? I'll take you there."

"But Chen Shaoxia, you and I just met by chance, why..."

"What's the point? Miss Zhou is so beautiful. Isn't it right for me to be attentive?"

"Chen Shaoxia was joking. Zhiruo knew that she was not a man of great beauty, so how could she make Chen Shaoxia miss her so much."

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo was quite pretentious, Chen Xuan simply walked over, hugged her and walked up the mountain.

Zhou Zhiruo was unprepared for a moment and couldn't help shouting, which made Chen Xuan look at her.

The two of them suddenly walked up the mountain. The five-color flag soldiers were about to surround them, but Wei Yixiao waved to stop them.

Just now, Xiao Zhao had already revealed his identity to him.

At this moment, Wei Yixiao only thought that Chen Xuan was a master invited by Dai Qisi, the Purple Shirt Dragon King, from Persia.

He thought Chen Xuan was going up the mountain to protect Guangmingding, but he didn't know that Chen Xuan was heading to the camp of the six sects.

Although Chen Xuan is not good at Qinggong, his internal strength is extremely deep.

As the saying goes, if one method is mastered, all methods can be mastered, so the Qinggong body method will naturally not be bad.

He jumped up with Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, and quickly passed through the forest mountain road in a few ups and downs.

Zhou Zhiruo was surprised and happy.

It's just that Chen Xuan has never changed out of his rags. Now the tendons and meat combined with the natural pure Yang heat of Nine Yang Divine Art make this girl feel a little embarrassed.

After reluctantly enduring it for a while, Zhou Zhiruo still felt a little awkward and said.

"Chen Shaoxia, I think you should let me down."

"Why are you letting you down? This Guangmingding now has six sects and Mingjiao experts gathered together. If you walk up slowly and leisurely, you don't know how much trouble you will encounter."

"But……"

"But what?"

Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and mustered up her courage.

"Chen Shaoxia, you are making Zhiruo very embarrassed."

"Embarrassed?"

Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "You haven't done anything, you don't even have to walk. How are you embarrassed?"

But when the words came to his lips, he took the time to glance down at Zhou Zhiruo, and saw that her pretty face was red and she was full of shyness.

Chen Xuan thought about it and reacted immediately.

The robe he was wearing was shattered by internal force when the Guangmingding secret passage broke through the stone ball and stone door.

He himself felt a little awkward at first.

Later, he mistakenly entered Emperor Xuanyuan's cave and wasted almost a month. Unknowingly, he got used to being shirtless.

Now Zhou Zhiruo's face looked wrong, and she realized it.

But Chen Xuan didn't feel guilty and just said.

"Miss Zhou, there is no need to feel uncomfortable. Mr. Chen sent you to Guangmingding and was quite polite to you along the way. If he really wants to take advantage of you, there is no need to wait until now."

After hearing what he said, Zhou Zhiruo knew that she was in the wrong and changed the subject.

"...Did Chen Shaoxia encounter some powerful enemy? Why are his clothes in tatters?"

"That must be a strong enemy. I fought one against two and one of them escaped."

"Really? Dare I ask who he is?"

"Who else can it be, isn't it Xiao Zhao and Huang Rong?"

Chen Xuan's fluttering words made Zhou Zhiruo speechless for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt even more embarrassed.

Chen Xuan saw that her pretty face was so red that it looked like she was applying makeup. He was about to tease her a few more words, but he didn't expect that when he looked up, he saw smoke from a cooking pot not far away.

Before Chen Xuan could take a closer look, a group of Wudang disciples wearing gray robes blocked his way.

The handsome boy in the lead was about to step forward to question Chen Xuan's identity, but when he glanced at it, he was surprised.

"Junior sister Zhiruo? Why is it you!"

"Senior Brother Song?"

Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly stood up from Chen Xuan's arms.

It's just that Chen Xuan had just joked with her, and now her pretty face was pink and full of shyness, as if they were a young couple who were caught by relatives and friends.

Without waiting for the Wudang disciple to say anything more, Zhou Zhiruo introduced in a low voice.

"He is the son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and his name is Song Qingshu. In my early years, I visited the Wudang Sect with my master, and I happened to have a chance encounter with Senior Brother Song."

Chen Xuan looked at her coquettish look and couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

"You don't need to introduce it to me in such detail, I don't care about it."

Although he said that, the fact that he appeared in front of Song Qingshu with Zhou Zhiruo in his arms like this, especially when Zhou Zhiruo was still so shy and coy, naturally made Song Qingshu look gloomy.

Zhou Zhiruo is good-looking, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the most beautiful woman in the Emei sect.

When Emei visited Wudang, Song Qingshu fell in love at first sight with this little beauty of his own age.

After all, there are not many good-looking girls on Wudang Mountain, Zhou Zhiruo is so beautiful, and Emei has a long history with Wudang.

So Song Qingshu always felt that he and Zhou Zhiruo were a match made in heaven.

The six sects besieging Guangmingding this time was originally very dangerous, but he still convinced his father Song Yuanqiao just to see Junior Sister Zhou again.

Unexpectedly, I saw Chen Xuanguang leaping out of the woods with Zhou Zhiruo on his arms.

Looking at this posture, I don't know what the two of them did in the woods.

Song Qingshu felt anger rising in his heart. In a hurry, he drew out his long sword and gave an order.

"Evil thief! What did you do to Junior Sister Zhou!"

"Senior Brother Song!" Zhou Zhiruo stopped him quickly.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu was so angry that he jumped directly and stabbed him with his sword!

"Chen Shaoxia! Leave quickly!"

In panic, Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to push Chen Xuan and let him go.

"Walk?"

Chen Xuan had no expression on his face, and without even looking at Song Qingshu, he directly raised his foot and kicked Song Qingshu three feet away!

"I beat him like a dog, why do I have to hide?"

Chen Xuan smiled jokingly, but when the sneer fell in Song Qingshu's eyes, he let out a "poof" and was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Senior Brother Song!"

"Brother!"

"Go and inform Master!"

The remaining Wudang disciples were all panicked.

They were originally the mountain patrol disciples outside the camp, and the strongest one was Song Qingshu.

Unexpectedly, their usually majestic Senior Brother Song would be kicked three feet away by a young man he had never seen before.

For a moment, everyone was panicked.

Even Zhou Zhiruo did not expect that Chen Xuan would not give the Wudang sect any face and beat the son of the Wudang Song Yuanqiao Song hero like a dog.

"This...this...Chen Shaoxia, why don't you leave quickly?"

"Leave? Why should I leave?"

Chen Xuan smiled jokingly. Seeing his evil and arrogant look, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly realized something, took half a step back unconsciously, and said with a trembling voice.

"Chen Shaoxia, why do you want to send me back to Emei?"

"Why? Of course I am trying to grab the Yitian Sword. What? Do you really think there are people in this world who are so idle that they have to help an irrelevant person?"

Chen Xuan looked at Zhou Zhiruo, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and joked.

"Miss Zhou, you are quite beautiful. If you agree to be my wife, how about when I snatch the Yitian Sword, I will help you kill the old nun Jue, and make you the head of the Emei Sect?"
Chapter completed!