Confucian camp.
Li Ziye and Little Red Riding Hood came back after visiting the little monk.
He also deceived the young monk into practicing Buddhism, and Li Ziye was in a happy mood.
It feels so good to be able to become stronger without practicing.
In the camp, Zhu Zhu stood there and looked forward to it. When she saw the young man walking in front of her, she quickly stepped forward and said with a sweet smile, "Husband, what good thing has happened? Are you so happy?"
"Tricked the little monk into a little bit of cultivation."
Li Ziye guessed what Zhu Zhu wanted to ask and showed off happily.
On the side, Bai Wangyu saw someone's show off behavior that he was not ashamed of but proud of, and left quickly, feeling ashamed to be associated with him.
Hearing this, Zhu Zhu smiled softly and said, "It's really not easy for a young monk to be able to practice Buddhism. My husband has done a good job and doesn't take advantage of me, you bastard."
Behind him, Bai Wangyu almost lost his footing and staggered when he heard Zhu Zhu's words.
Who are they?
Not to be offended.
Bai Wangyu immediately walked a little faster, cherishing life and staying away from the couple.
Not long after, noon arrived. In the camp, the Confucian disciples were preparing food, while Li Ziye and Zhu Zhu were spreading dog food everywhere.
In the battle with the Senluo Demon King last night outside the Black Stone Forest, all four of them were seriously injured. However, relatively speaking, Li Ziye's injuries were much lighter.
In front of the tent, Bai Wangyu, Wen Xiuru, and Mu Bai sat in a row, looking at Li Ziye wandering around in the company of the beautiful lady in front of him, with jealousy on his face.
"Elder brother, Miss Zhu Zhu seems to be from the Eighth Sect of Nanling."
Wen Xiuru said softly, "Yesterday, the Four Elephants Conferring God Art she used can only be practiced by people from the eight sects of Nanling."
"Nine times out of ten."
Bai Wangyu nodded and said, "According to my guess, Miss Zhu Zhu should be from the Eighth Sect, the Suzaku Sect."
"Huo Lin'er?"
Wen Xiuru touched his chin and said with an expression like "I see everything."
"It's possible."
Bai Wangyu nodded and said, "However, I always feel that it doesn't look like him."
"Elder brother has seen Huo Lin'er?"
Wen Xiuru was surprised.
"No."
Bai Wangyu shook his head and said, "However, the Master of Confucianism has seen it. The Master said that the saint Huo Lin'er of the Suzaku Sect is a very strong and domineering person. Even many elders in the Suzaku Sect dare not provoke her. Comparatively speaking, although Miss Zhu Zhu occasionally has a bad temper, she is basically considerate."
"I've seen Huo Lin'er."
On the side, Mu Bai, who had been silent for the whole time, spoke calmly, "My personality is indeed not very good."
"Um?"
When Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru heard this, they looked surprised.
If the fourth prince, who has always been calm and calm, can comment on a person with a bad character, how bad his character must be?
"Your Highness, since you have met the Saint of the Vermillion Bird Sect, does Your Highness think it is possible that Zhu Zhu is Huo Lin'er?"
Wen Xiuru asked curiously.
"have no idea."
Mu Bai shook his head slightly and said, "When Huo Lin'er and I met, it was already seven years ago, so I couldn't tell anything."
"It's strange, if Miss Zhu Zhu is not Huo Lin'er, then why do she and Brother Li have an engagement?" Wen Xiuru said, puzzled.
"Only Plum Blossom Sword Immortal knows this."
Bai Wangyu said helplessly, "What is certain now is that this marriage must have been decided by the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal."
"You guys think that Brother Li is so smart, can he guess something?" Wen Xiuru said.
"Doubt it, I must have suspected it."
Bai Wangyu said calmly, "However, Zhu Zhu and Plum Blossom Sword Immortal have always been tight-lipped and refused to say anything. It's useless to just be suspicious."
"I'm in a hurry!"
Wen Xiuru said a little depressed, "The truth is clearly right in front of us, but we still can't be sure."
"Husband."
While the three of them were talking, Li Ziye and Zhu Zhu floated past in front of them. Zhu Zhu held a plate of dried fruits in his hands, and from time to time he stuffed a piece into the mouth of the boy next to him.
Li Ziye raised his head with pride on his face.
"..."
Bai Wangyu, Wen Xiuru and Mu Bai were speechless.
I have never seen anyone who deserves a beating more than this guy.
It's dangling here and there, showing off to someone!
"Hey, is Brother San recovering from his injuries?"
Li Ziye seemed to have just noticed the three people in front of the tent. He stopped, grinned and said, "Hey, we are also going to the polar night world to fight a demon king. Why are the injuries so different? We are not strong enough." Allowed!"
After saying that, Mr. Li laughed arrogantly and walked away.
"..."
The three people clenched their hands in anger. No matter how good-tempered they were, at this moment, they wanted to go forward and beat him up.
"So irritating!"
Wen Xiuru gritted his teeth and said, "He is the one who caused trouble, and he is also the one who took advantage, and now he is still so arrogant!"
"Your Highness, when we recover from our injuries, let's have a good fight with him."
Bai Wangyu spoke, and although his tone was calm, his eyes were beating with blazing fire, so vigorous.
"Um."
Mu Bai did not refuse and said calmly, "It just so happens that I have always wanted to compete with Li Jiaoxi to see if the disciples of the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal can be on par with the few of us as rumored."
In the distance, Li Ziye was still wandering around the camp. He didn't realize that he had aroused public anger, and he was still showing off his love and talking around.
"Chang Yu, look at your sword practice, it's as weak as an old lady doing a square dance!"
"And that one, yes, that's you. Look, you're not as good as Chang Yu. Practice a thousand times more. What, why? Do you want me to call your senior brother over?"
…
For half a day, Li Ziye never had a moment to open his mouth. From east to west, and from south to north, Li Ziye single-handedly caused public dissatisfaction in the entire Confucian camp.
But Zhu Zhu always followed someone with a smile on her face, a fruit plate in her hand, and pearls hanging around her waist, acting as a good housekeeper.
Not far away, Yao Guihai saw someone's arrogance and said helplessly, "I really miss the days before Confucianism. It was so quiet. Ever since this kid came, everything has been going crazy every day."
"Okay, don't be so duplicitous here."
On the side, Chen Qiaoer walked past and said calmly, "Who doesn't know that you like this guy the most? Without him, you should think that Confucianism is too dull."
"Ah."
Yao Guihai touched his nose sheepishly and said, "It's just a chat, it's better to be lively."
"Everything is exciting. You should keep an eye on them. These little guys are all injured now. If anything happens, Master Dharma and Confucianism will be very distressed." Chen Qiaoer reminded.
"rest assured."
Yao Guihai nodded and said, "I'm watching."
These guys are the favorites of the Confucian sect, no matter what profession they are focusing on.
Half a day of leisure, a rare peaceful time, the sky is full of scorching sun, and in a blink of an eye, it is already sunset.
To the west, the setting sun shines down, making the wasteland look so beautiful.
"Zhu Zhu, do you think I can defeat that Huo Lin'er?"
After wandering around for a long time, Li Ziye and Zhu Zhu sat side by side on the wilderness in front of the Confucian camp, looking at the beautiful sunset in the west, and asked.
"Definitely." Zhu Zhu smiled sweetly.
"Then are you Huo Lin'er?"
Li Ziye turned his head, looked at the woman in front of him, and asked curiously.
"no."
Zhu Zhu shook her head and smiled.
