"Boy! It's not easy for you to have such an artistic conception! How many people are not influenced by fame and fortune? How many people pursue the world's number one? Even if they spend their entire life to conquer the whole world? What can they do in the end? There are people outside the heavens, there are only invincible will, but there are never invincible people and martial arts!"

"Master, your words are so incisive! Very philosophical!" Yu Feiyang praised.

"What a genital? I think you are just a slut!" Zhang Wuji cursed with a smile. Yu Feiyang made a face: "Master, it's time to leave! It's too late to have a seat!"

"Okay! It's time to leave! A good show is a feast for the eyes first!" The master and apprentice left the door, and were catching up with Zhou Zhiruo's master and apprentice also came out of the room. When he saw Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red and looked very charming and charming. Zhang Wuji was suddenly confused. He seemed to have seen the young girl Zhou Zhiruo again. She was so innocent at that time! He couldn't help but blurted out: "Sister Zhiruo! Early!"

Zhou Zhiruo really changed her face, and there was no trace of sinisterness in her eyes. Instead, she replaced it with only the shyness that women should have! She lowered her head and said, "Brother Wuji is early!"

Zhang Wuji said that she suddenly returned to normal, so he nodded and said, "Sister Zhiruo, when will the conference start?" He was so funny! Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "It will start in another half an hour!", "Oh, are you okay?" This sentence made Zhou Zhiruo burst into tears! Sometimes all women want is just a warm and warm word from the man they love deeply, which is enough to touch them!

"Brother Wuji, I'm very good! Is your stomach disease completely cured?" Zhang Wuji's stomach disease came from Zhou Zhiruo's Shaolin competition. The consequences left by the sword! Although the wound had been healed as before, as soon as it was in the extreme cold season, it would cause illness! A faint pain! This became an old problem in Zhang Wuji's life! Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The old problem is! It's not cured!" Zhou Zhiruo burst into tears: "Brother Wuji, I'm sorry for you! I've left such a root of illness for you! I'm really guilty!" Zhang Wuji hurriedly stepped forward and handed her a handkerchief and said: "

Sister Zhiruo, don’t blame yourself too much! I have nothing to do with it! Don’t cry and ruin my body!” Zhou Zhiruo took the handkerchief and covered her face and left. She was shocked in her heart! Brother Wuji never gave up on her care! But she thought he no longer loved her! She really wanted to throw herself into Zhang Wuji’s arms and cry, but she had no face to do that! Because he hurt her brother Wuji too deeply! He dared not expect him to forgive herself! Besides, with two juniors present, no matter how excited she was, she could not sing to Zhang Wuji in front of her apprentice! She had to leave!

Zhang Wuji was very puzzled. He felt that Zhou Zhiruo had suddenly completely returned to normal. There was no longer any sarcasm in his words. Could it be that my sister Zhiruo's soul has returned to her position? He was so happy! He took a few steps to chase Zhou Zhiruo! Yu Feiyang and Qiu Ruolan looked at each other and smiled, and slowly walked towards the martial arts competition arena in the Emei Villa!
Chapter completed!