Chapter 117: Being rescued by a hero instead?

Chapter 117: Being Saved by a Hero?

Lingyi City was more than 170 miles away from Shilin City, and a normal carriage ride would take about three days, yet Xin Zhuo and the others had traveled for five days, and were still 40 miles short of the distance.

There was no other reason, all of them were road addicts!
Blame the roads for being too perverted, there are always forks in the road, there is no road sign, and it can’t be done in all directions, often a road is just a road, walk until the end.

A group of people took a lot of detours, and then resentfully circled back the same way.

“Where the hell is Jianghu?”

The carriage rattled, the axle wood already had some cracks, and Xin Zhuo rode in the carriage with Cui Ying’er and Han Qiniang.

Han Qiniang asked a question that had mesmerized Xin Zhuo in his past life.

Cui Ying’er’s body shook with the carriage, and she was much more cheerful these days as the Big Dangzhi’s body was unharmed, smiling guffawingly, “We’re in the jianghu now!”

“Not right?”

Han Qiniang blinks her peach blossom eyes, lifting the car curtain to look out at the wild and deep mountains, pouting, “There’s not even a single person, and there’s forests and rivers everywhere, what kind of a jianghu is that?”

“If you ask me, Jianghu is in the wine!”

The voice of Huang Dagui, who was a cool drinker, came from outside and was quite poetic.

“No, no!”

On the side, White Sharp Tiny analyzed with interest: “Jianghu should be in the sword, in the sword, the sword is like a dream, only then is Jianghu!”

“Well said! Old Bai has literary talent!” Cui Ying’er’s eyes brightened slightly.

White Tipsy cackled: “No one knows more about Jianghu than I do!”

Han Jiulang was not far behind:Â “The district is not talented, and I think Jianghu is as good in the eyes as the poem I made yesterday ……”

“You don’t make poems!”

Murong Hugh cleanly interrupted, “I think the Jianghu is in the heart, after all, everyone’s heart has a different dream of the Jianghu, due to my heart do, is the Jianghu!”

“You are wrong!”

White sharp fine immediately refuted, “If the heart is the Jianghu, that I now think of the heart is Lingyi City Haloxiang Zhai halogen dried beans, is not Haloxiang Zhai is the Jianghu? Can’t stand up to scrutiny!”

Okay, the topic has been involved in a hint of philosophy.

“Da Dangjie’s, you come to comment!”

“That’s right, what do you think, Big Boss?” Cui Ying’er and Han Qiniang looked at Xin Zhuo with burning eyes.

What answered them was Xin Zhuo’s stomach “rumbling” with a non-hungry growl.

“Jianghu can only be realized but not conveyed in words? Big Boss is really profound!”

Outside came the conclusive remarks of Huang Dagui and Bai Jianxiao.

“Pfft!” Cui Ying’er and Han Qiniang burst out laughing.

Xin Zhuo said faintly: “What everyone says makes sense, only Old Bai is talking nonsense, letting you buy dried food to eat on the way, but ended up buying thirty pounds of dried halibut beans, my stomach can’t suffer, wait for me for a while.”

Said picked up a pile of writing with grass paper, sprightly jumped off the carriage.

Nearby are mountains and forests, thorns and thistles all over the place, he is a person with a cleanliness fetish, looking for half a day and there is no good place to go, relying on the light skill and high skill, over the hillside, to the opposite side of a mountain path.

Next door there is a rocky slope near the water, still in the downwind.

Suitable!
After half an incense burner, finally the stomach comfortable some, this side got up and just walked to the trail, the front suddenly “staggering” scampered down seven or eight dressed in coarse linen, full of vegetable color of the man.

Carrying a broken sword, face with a three-point vicious, three-point greed.

“This mountain is I open, this tree is I planted, to pass from this road, leave to buy the road money!”

Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment, this is how he met his peers?
Exactly the same bad lines, exactly the same lack of standard, and the robbery point was very tricky to choose, no wonder his face was flushed with vegetables.

This group of mountain thieves only led by the sub-eight product realm, the rest have not yet entered the product, relying on fierce strength and brute force.

This realm, Xin Zhuo really do not have the interest of hands, looking at a group of mountain thieves, as if he saw a few months ago, he brought Cui Ying’er and their shadows down the mountain robbery.

Could not help but smile.

He was about to open his mouth, when he saw that the leading man waved his big hand: “This little white man, looks like a rich lord, do it!”

A group of people said hands on hands, carry a knife shouting pounced up. Xin Zhuo’s face sank slightly, and he was about to raise his palm.

Just heard a delicate rebuke from the distance: “Bold vermin, in broad daylight, bullying a person with no power, there is still the law?”

The words just fell, a figure descended from the sky, and it was a 17 or 18 year old girl wearing an aqua green jacket and tying her hair in a double ear bun.

“Where did you get that yellow-haired girl from? Minding your own business! Settle it all together.” The mountain bandit leader was furious, abandoning Xin Zhuo and leading his subordinates straight to the girl.

The girl didn’t concede either, holding a three-foot green blade with a powerful aura, stabbing out a solid sword style.

One against seven, not losing the slightest bit of ground!
Xin Zhuo:”……”

This kind of clichéd, groovy, out-of-control scene that one encounters? I was just politely passing by.

This girl, from the blood qi fluctuation, around the eighth rank, but the person is smart, tightly greeting the mountain bandit leader, after ten moves, a sword stabbed that mountain bandit leader’s shoulder.

The leader of the mountain bandits ate the pain and let out a strange cry: “The move is too hard, withdraw!”

Come fast, withdraw also fast, hula rushed into the forest, blink of an eye can not be seen.

“Count yourselves as fast runners! Hmph!”

The girl chased after a few steps, before she collected her sword and turned her head back, born with a small family appearance, with a few freckles on the tip of her nose.

Looking towards Xin Zhuo, who was dressed in a white brocade coat and a gongzi’s hair bun, she froze for a moment and her eyes lit up.

Without a care in the world, he complimented, “What a handsome little Langjun!”

Xin Zhuo felt awkward about this ……, originally wearing linen clothes that fit quite well, but in order to convert the identity of a mountain bandit, it was hard to be dressed up by Cui Ying’er and Han Qiniang, and now it was doubtful that the two of them were not having a bad time.

At this time, the girl hugged a jianghu fist: “This girl Qin Li Rong, the road to see injustice, pull out the sword to help, you do not need to be too touched!”

Xin Zhuo:”……”

“Huh?”

Qin Li Rong curiously approached and blinked: “Why don’t you speak? You’re not a mute, are you?”

Xin Zhuo scanned the surroundings and then looked at the large tree the girl had jumped from.

I’m not mute, I just simply suspect that you’re setting me up!

Qin Li Rong coughed lightly and said with a straight face, “You don’t have to worry, I’m not a bad person, this girl comes from the Wudang School, the youngest sister of the Third Generation Broken Character Hall, and comes from a prestigious school!”

“What did you say? Wudang?” Xin Zhuo finally moved.

“You can talk, huh?”

Qin Li Rong looked pleased and stepped closer, “Yes, I’m a disciple of the Wudang Sect, surprising, isn’t it? Our Wudang Sect is located eight hundred miles away in the Nine Feet Mountain, the disciples in the sect are three thousand, all of them are the elite on earth, walking the rivers and lakes, eliminating devils and defending the way, and meeting injustice is just idle.”

Xin Zhuo was finally sure that she was talking about Wudang! This world has Wudang sect? Is the word “Wudang” an existence that can break the sub-dimensional barriers? Or is there a canonical source that is coincidental?
He asked with a grave expression, “May I ask the girl, who is the founding ancestor of your Wudang Sect?”

“Tai, Tai Shishu’s granduncle, Three Crazy Taoist ah!” Qin Li Rong cocked her head, “His old man is still alive now, almost two hundred years old, and only last year, he teamed up with Shaolin’s Zen Master Kuk Sing to defeat that legendary and terrifying Divine Hidden Sect’s Great Grandmaster, Winning Spring Seven!”

This little girl’s experience in the jianghu was very average, pouring beans out of a bamboo tube and saying everything out loud.

But Xin Zhuo kind of wouldn’t: “And Shaolin?”

Qin Li Rong nodded: “Of course there is! What else?”

Xin Zhuo asked with a heavy face : “Kongdong Sect? Emei Sect? Kunlun Sect? The Point Cang Sect? Are there any?”

Qin Li Rong thought for a moment: “Never heard of it! No, right?”

Xin Zhuo sighed in relief and nodded his head : “Very well, farewell!”

“Where are you going?” Qin Li Rong grabbed his arm and didn’t let go, with a serious look on his face, he said, “There are mountain thieves and bandits in this neighborhood, although the realm isn’t very high, but it’s not safe for a young boy with no martial arts skills like you, why don’t you come with me!”

Xin Zhuo was about to verbally refuse.

Qin Li Rong added: “Let’s go to Stone Forest City, everyone is discussing how to crush Xin Ao Tian dog thief’s grandson Xin Zhuo, it’s very lively, I’ll take you to see.”

There’s a dozen or so chapters or so of messing around with the Sacrificial Spirit breakthrough later on, it might be a bit boring, after that, big kill. Don’t go away.

(End of chapter)