Chapter 1089 Fighting the Sword to the End of the World (3)
Chuzheng was dressed in a moon-white dress, carrying a wrapped snack, and standing next to the snack shop coldly.
She has an upright and delicate appearance. Although she is not a celestial figure, her whole body exudes elegance and coldness, and her temperament is out of this world.
It's the type that gets better and better the more you look at it, making people unable to take their eyes away.
Han Qiqi seemed to find that Liang Xuan looked at Chu Zheng in a wrong way, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Mr. Liang, is this also your confidante?"
"He?" Chuzheng said first: "Not worthy."
The little girl's voice was cold and quiet, like a sudden voice coming from the wind and snow that suddenly stopped.
Hearing this made people feel a chill in their hearts.
Liang Xuan's hand hanging on one side was slightly clenched.
He watched her jump off the cliff with his own eyes. Unexpectedly, she was still alive...
But now Liang Xuan felt like he didn't recognize the person standing in front of him at all. Her temperament and expression were different from what he remembered.
Such Chuzheng... made him uneasy.
"Senior brother?" Zhao Fu called out softly, "Who is she?"
Liang Xuan's face turned slightly blue and he said, "I don't know her."
Han Qiqi chuckled, her voice as clear as a bell, but she just smiled and did not speak.
Chuzheng put the snacks next to her, pulled out the bamboo pole someone stood next to, and raised her hand to hit Liang Xuan.
Chu Zheng went from laying out snacks to taking action in just a split second. Liang Xuan's reaction was so slow that he almost got hit on his leg with the bamboo pole.
Liang Xuan protected Zhao Fu, avoided two attacks, and pushed Zhao Fu aside.
Swish——
The bamboo pole came down again.
Liang Xuan didn't have a weapon, so he could only catch it with his bare hands. He grabbed one end of the bamboo pole and exerted force, pouring his internal energy into the bamboo pole.
The bamboo pole exploded and spread quickly towards Chu Zheng.
Between the electric light and flint, there seemed to be something in the bamboo pole, scurrying like a silver snake.
Before Liang Xuan could see clearly, his body was hit hard and he flew away, hitting a stall. The vegetables and fruits rolled to the ground.
Liang Xuan's throat felt fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Brother!"
Zhao Fu exclaimed and ran straight to Liang Xuan: "Senior brother, how are you?"
Chuzheng threw away the bamboo stick in her hand, slowly picked up the snacks on the steps, and walked towards Liang Xuan.
Liang Xuan was helped up by Zhao Fu, and he stared at Chu Zheng warily.
How could her kung fu suddenly be so good?
The little girl's steps were neither urgent nor slow, as if she were taking a leisurely stroll.
Walking next to Liang Xuan, she paused slightly and turned her head: "I'll just take it as interest this time. I hope there won't be so many people when we meet next time."
Before Liang Xuan understood this sentence, Chu Zheng had already walked away.
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Chuzheng went back with the snacks and pushed the door open. What greeted her was a sword.
Chuzheng was used to it and pushed the sword away calmly.
The man was dressed in white and stood at the door. His sword was pushed away and he put away his sword. He covered his chest and seemed to want to cough, but he suppressed it quickly.
Chuzheng spread the snacks on the table: "Try which one you like?"
Mingxian walked over, walking a little slowly. He put his sword on the table and sat down with his support on the edge of the table: "Aren't you afraid that I will accidentally kill you?"
"Don't worry." Chuzheng poured a glass of water and pushed it in front of him: "You will definitely die before me."
Mingxian: "..."
Mingxian glanced at the snacks on the table, picked something out, and ate it slowly.
Mingxian wore a mask, covering half of his face and hiding the ferocious scars, making the man look even more cold and handsome.
After Mingxian finished his snack, Chuzheng came over with medicine.
"Change the dressing."
Mingxian took off his shirt with a calm expression. Chuzheng had been changing his dressing for the past few days, so there was nothing to be pretentious about.
Chuzheng pulled a chair and sat opposite him, bending slightly to change his dressing.
Her movements were not gentle, and could even be said to be a bit rough.
Her breath fell on her shoulders, a little itchy...
Mingxian could clearly see her long and fine eyelashes, which were slightly drooped at this time, blocking her always cold eyes.
The profile of the face is cold, unlike the softness and gentleness of ordinary women, and then there is the fair and slender neck...
"Why is your injury healing so slowly?"
After so many days, there was no sign of scarring from the wound, and it even started to bleed.
This wound is very thoughtful.
Chuzheng pulled up her clothes. Mingxian came to his senses and tied the clothes himself: "Shouldn't I ask you this?"
"I didn't stab you!" Why are you asking me?
"The medicine you gave me." Mingxian stood up, picked up his sword, and looked at her with lowered eyes: "Don't you know what it is?"
Chuzheng: "..."
I really do not know.
The medicine was given by that bitch Liang Xuan. Liang Xuan said at the time that there would be no big problem. The original owner, the silly Baitian, was so coaxed by Liang Xuan that he didn't know what to do, so he didn't care about anything else.
"How can it be better?"
"have no idea."
Mingxian didn't know what medicine Chuzheng gave him.
I just feel like I can’t gather my inner strength, and my injuries can’t heal.
Mingxian turned and left. Just because he was with her now didn't mean he trusted her.
A person who betrayed me...
Why should he trust her again?
Mingxian was lying on his side on the bed. Chuzheng couldn't ask anything, so he had to leave the room first.
Chef Ford House was sitting in the corridor with two trays beside him.
When the chef saw her coming out, he immediately came up to her and said, "Girl, it's not that I don't try my best, it's that young man who really doesn't want to eat anything."
He really tried his best!
After being a chef for so long, no one has ever been so picky about his dishes. This is the biggest challenge he has ever encountered.
"Change to something else tomorrow." Chuzheng said nonchalantly, "There will always be someone he likes."
Didn’t he just eat the snacks he bought today? !
I don’t know if it’s because of the injury or what happened recently that Mingxian is now more picky than before.
Chuzheng was also very sad.
If he didn't eat, she would have to...
Forced!
Chef: "..."
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After seeing Liang Xuan today, Chu Zheng inquired about it and found out that after the siege of the Fanxian Sect, most of the followers were killed and a small number escaped. Now the Jianghu people are hunting down those who escaped.
Liang Xuan happened to be in charge of this area, so they met.
As for that Han Qiqi...
Her master is an old monster from the Tianshan Mountains. He lives on the Tianshan Mountains all year round. He has his own style of martial arts, but his medical skills are excellent.
The old monster from Tianshan doesn't care about Jianghu affairs, but according to the Jianghu factions, he should belong to the upright faction.
It's just that the disciples who have been taught are rushing all the way to the evil sect, and are about to win the title of demon girl.
The old monster from Tianshan was very open-minded about this and had no intention of cleaning up the family.
Excellent medical skills...
Medical skills...
Chu Zheng thought about it and went to catch Han Qiqi and show it to the good guys.
Before Chuzheng could implement this plan, Han Qiqiu arrived at her door.
It was a stormy night. Chuzheng was worried about Mingxian's meal problem. She was sitting in the corridor thinking about it when she suddenly heard a muffled sound on the wall.
In the rain curtain, a slender figure slowly moved from the wall.
People jumped in one after another from behind, attacking the figure who came in first without any explanation.
The corridor was pitch dark. Chuzheng sat here silently. No one there noticed her. She was beating very vigorously without caring about her as the master.
