Chapter 670 The diary that Zhao Yizhu has read more than a hundred times

Author: Beginning of Summer Rebirth

Chapter 670 The diary that Zhao Yizhu has read more than a hundred times

Ten years ago, Xin Zhuo, one of the ten swords of the Xuantian Sword Sect, who killed the evil sect and the wild beast with one sword, and died together with the demon girl, is back!

The Five Rhythms of the Heavenly Drum circulate hundreds of times! Breakthrough in public! Help the ancestors of all sects to enter the barrier through induction of heaven and man!

It was like thunder exploding on the ground, shocking the older generation of each sect and leaving the younger generation at a loss as to why.

It wasn't until a moment after he left that countless voices of discussion arose on the Xuantian Platform. Some were even more dissatisfied. They suspected that there was something wrong with the Tiangu and went to try to beat the drum themselves. Not to mention like Xin Zhuo, they just beat it by force. When the fifth rhythm was sounded, he was shocked, vomited blood, and fell to the ground...

But no matter what happened on Xuantian Platform, Xin Zhuo had already flown to Standing Sword Peak.

Ten years later, the Jianjian Peak is still the same as the Cultivation Madman Peak, with jagged rocks, mist, and no beautiful scenery. However, the residences of the inner disciples and true disciples have changed greatly, and there are many more mountain roads and pavilions around it. and spirit beasts.

But only the 103rd Hall of Xinzhuo is still the same, in the same position, connected to the main vein, and full of vitality. A few weeping willows in front of the door sway in the wind.

"Zhao Yizhu..."

Xin Zhuo muttered the name silently, and looked towards the direction of the palace, when he suddenly heard a melodious Xiao sound.

From the top of the palace.

There is a white figure there, with a graceful figure, a towering bun, three thousand green hairs, skin like gelatin, a pair of beautiful eyes as hazy as the shy moon, delicate facial features, as if they were immortal, and anyone who sees it will be in a trance.

Next to him, a little yellow dog lay silently with his eyes closed and his tail wagging.

Xiaosheng, still the same Xiaosheng.

It seems to be talking, and it seems to be waiting.

People are still the same as before!

Xin Zhuo knew that Zhao Yizhu was waiting for his return.

This gave him an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Even if he narrowly escapes death, even if he doesn't know when he will return, there will always be someone waiting for him!

Especially when this body traveled through time and fell into the "Trial of Heaven and Man" situation, with no one to rely on.

He landed on the roof and looked at Zhao Yizhu silently, wondering where to start from a thousand words.

Zhao Yizhu stopped playing the flute, put the jade flute on his knees, and looked at him silently, then smiled softly, gentle and quiet, as beautiful as a fairy, and his voice was even softer: "Are you back?"

He didn't ask where he had gone or why he was still alive. He seemed to know that he would come back.

Xin Zhuo let out a long sigh: "I'm back! So what...can I hug you?"

Zhao Yizhu's robes were fluttering, carrying the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and she threw herself into his arms and leaned on his shoulders. Three thousand black hair fell down, and big tears fell down drop by drop.

Xiao Huang's eyes widened, his tail waggled crazily, and he desperately grabbed Xin Zhuo's legs.

In the distance, Liu Qingfeng, who was full of doubts, Chu Siniang, Ma Feng, Nangong Wentian and others looked at it for a while. Master Liu Qingfeng waved his hand: "Let's go back to the backyard, we will have a banquet in the evening!"

…

At dusk, the setting sun reflects the golden color of the Lingjian Peak.

In the one hundred and third hall, the back hall, a huge fluorescent stone lamp was lit.

Xin Zhuo was lying in a wooden barrel filled with warm water to take a bath. Zhao Yizhu was cutting fruits not far away without any hesitation, moving her hands around, which was actually pleasing to the eye. Moreover, she seemed to be in a good mood, with a beautiful smile on her face. smile.

Xin Zhuo looked at her quietly.

Zhao Yizhu seemed to be aware of it and his face turned slightly red.

Xin Zhuo couldn't help but said: "You know I won't die?"

Zhao Yizhu glanced at him and said softly: "I thought you were dead, but I knew you would definitely come back. I have been waiting for you for many years. I have been waiting for you since I became conscious!"

This sentence is actually a bad sentence, but when Zhao Yizhu said it, everything seemed normal.

Do you remember who you are? Where are you from?

Since that sword killed the two evil sects and the desolate beasts ten years ago; he met a group of masters of the Five Decline of Heaven and Man in Ku Ling River; he met the figure left behind by the great emperor who fought with humans tens of millions of years ago, he felt more and more

The sword intent in Zhao Yi's body is really too heaven-defying.

Why does she have that sword intention?

It is absolutely impossible to say that she is just an ordinary person like myself!

In particular, Zhao Yizhu's appearance is simply not what it should be in the world. There is no beauty or flaw in it. Even her teeth are as white as jade, her eyelashes are as graceful as any one, her breath is fragrant, and her words are as gentle as water.

, people’s irritable mood will calm down after listening to it.

Therefore, "Who is she?" almost filled Xin Zhuo's heart.

He couldn't ask anything, so his heart moved slightly and he boldly said: "What if I want to sleep with you tonight?"

He wanted to test Zhao Yizhu's true thoughts, would he be repulsive?

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yizhu's face only turned redder, and the redness reached his slender and fair neck, and he nodded slightly: "Okay!"

Without any hesitation.

Xin Zhuo scratched his eyebrows: "Do you know the meaning of having sex?"

Zhao Yizhu stopped cutting vegetables, pursed his lips, and said seriously: "I know, but do you really want to bully me?"

You... are so irritating.

Moreover, Xin Zhuo felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. He thought of Jiang Yuwei and that fiery and fierce witch. He coughed slightly and changed the subject: "I have always heard that ten years after the martial arts flourished, the sky will be filled with saints and emperors will come. Why haven't they?

movement?"

Zhao Yizhu thought for a moment and said: "Ziwei Star and Greedy Wolf Star have shifted their positions a few days ago, leading to changes in the world. Maybe those eternal saints, emperors, saints, saints, and geniuses have arrived, or they are around, and there is no one around.

Know!"

Xin Zhuo nodded, too lazy to ask any more questions, and stretched himself.

Zhao Yizhu looked at him and said softly: "If the sect compensates you, what do you want?"

Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "How should they compensate me?"

Master Zhao Yi said: "They will grant everything you ask for, and you will also be given the position of Young Master of the Xuantian Sword Sect!"

Xin Zhuo looked at her: "What do you want? I'll help you get it."

Zhao Yizhu entered the first level of Lingtai in ten years!

This has exceeded his expectations. With Wangyuejing and various opportunities, he has entered the country very quickly, exceeding the thirty-year expectations of his master Liu Qingfeng and his wife Chu Siniang. However, Zhao Yizhu has now caught up.

!

In fact, what he didn't know was that Master Zhao Yi was an immortal Taiyin body and was considered a demonic talent hidden by the sect. When he broke through the Lingtai, he taught Daozhen, Liu Qingfeng and the Six Peaks Master together to protect the law.

That night, Zhao Yi mastered the "Slanting Moon and Stars" soaring into the sky, and completed the first nine levels of practice, then entered the "Ningling Spirit Untainted", and then entered the "Spiritual Shadow True Ultimate!"

This is the body of a god. Bloodline warriors develop certain forms of themselves, such as the first fullness of the ninth level, the pure soul, the true spiritual shadow, the extraordinary pressure of the eight wastes, the interaction between heaven and man, and the origin of the saint!

This is a “systematic” practice!

Xin Zhuo doesn't understand. He himself is a wild man. No matter how orthodox the martial arts is, it will change in his hands. Just like his "Xuantian Sword Art", the elders discussed it behind their backs and were a little confused.

.

Zhao Yizhu shook his head and said: "I don't seem to need anything, I need you, just don't run around!"

Then he said: “It’s time to eat!”

Xin Zhuo completely lost his temper, stood up, wrapped himself in a robe, walked to Zhao Yizhu, his heart skipped a beat, and kissed her fair face.

Zhao Yizhu's face turned red again and wrinkled his nose. He was quite cute. He walked aside and opened the casserole, revealing the red braised spiritual meat inside.

Soon, the food and wine were served, four side dishes and two bottles of wine.

Xin Zhuo picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and sighed. The taste was already very good. How long had it been since he had eaten real food? He looked at Zhao Yizhu, who was sitting opposite with a rosy face, and subconsciously said: "Can you... say something?

Thank you for your hard work, husband!”

Zhao Yizhu didn't seem to know what the word "husband" meant, but he still gave him a piece of food, pursed his lips and chuckled, and said word by word in the softest voice: "Dear husband, thank you for your hard work! You are the best in the world.

of!"

Simply perfect!

But Xin Zhuo was a little surprised: "You can also say this...?"

That's not the way the world talks, especially with the prefix.

But Zhao Yizhu suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched his ear: "Those messy diaries you wrote, all kinds of unheard country slang, computers, notebooks, Teacher Cang, maids, anime, I have read one hundred and thirty of them in these years

Ten times, do you think I don’t know? Do you think I am a little girl who is ignorant of the world, and you can bully me as much as you want?"

Xin Zhuo let her twist her ears and sighed. She had nothing to do back then, fearing that she would forget the memories of her past life that were becoming more and more indifferent. She wrote a diary casually, but she didn't expect that after ten years, she didn't have time to hide it, and her innocence was no longer in the world.

Zhao Yizhu looked at it and said from her mouth, it was really against the rules!

At this moment, the voice of Fourth Senior Brother Wang Hui suddenly came from outside: "Junior Brother Xin, Master, please go quickly! Something big is happening!"

I broke my promise of five or six chapters a day! Allow me to quibble!

It’s because there are too many useless things written in Ku Ling He Jian,

Thank you everyone for your monthly votes! I saw them all, they were bowing to the computer one by one, but you didn’t see it!
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