Reborn Cat: Are you my shit shoveling officer?

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Chang Yuchun turned his head and stared intently at the holy flame that seemed to be still burning on the top of the Guangming Dome, gritted his teeth, and left quickly.

They are all people who almost died once, and they cherish the hard-won life very much this time.

If the brothers of Mingjiao were killed by Yuan soldiers, Chang Yuchun would definitely burn more paper money for them in the south, and then avenge them.

farewell!

……

League of Decent, resident.

In the big tent, the heads of various factions are discussing the matter of attacking.

The most important thing is that this Shaolin didn't know what method to use, and he had a detailed topographic map of Mingjiao in his hand.Therefore, everyone is full of confidence in tomorrow's battle, and they are actively forming troops one by one.

If the demon sect that ravaged the Central Plains can be wiped out in one fell swoop, then their various sects will also be famous far and wide.

Such things as prestige, as the leader of a faction, will never be too little.

Not far from the big tent, the residence of the Emei faction happened to be on duty tonight.

Beside the fire, the girl was exchanging ideas with the little yellow cat, fists and claws criss-crossed, and ordinary people could only see afterimages, and even the fire next to it was deflected by the strong wind.

Unable to attack for a long time, Zhi Ruowu rolled his eyes and asked, "Lele, don't you often say that you know everything about books, classics and history, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

I encountered a difficult problem in literature today, let me test you! "

"Meow~"

Hehe, wither's tricks, tricks, let's talk!

"Don't listen to the old man's words!" the girl solemnly said.

The little yellow cat was lost in thought, so simple?

"What was the last sentence?" The girl continued.

Little yellow cat:? ? ?

There is another sentence about this thing?

The girl's pretty face was delighted, and while Lele was thinking, she lowered her palm, like a slippery and swift little fish, passing under the claws of the little yellow cat, and then turning her palm into a claw, Grab the little yellow cat by the neck and lift it up.

"Hehe, Lele, you've lost again. I'll sleep in the tent tonight, and you will keep me out of the wind!" the girl said happily.

"Meow!" The little yellow cat was extremely dissatisfied, and didn't even say a word if he didn't listen to the old man's words.

Holding the little yellow cat tightly in her arms, the girl suddenly felt at ease.

Since leaving Mount Emei, because of her extraordinary spirit, everything outside, including everyone, seems to be filthy, with tiny bugs all over her body.

Although she could regain her spirit, she still felt uncomfortable.

Because, where is the filth!

But as long as you are with Lele, it will be completely different.Around the little yellow cat is a completely clean holy land, which can instantly calm down her irritated mind because of too much intrigue.

"Meow meow~"

The little yellow cat was furious and struggling in the arms of the shit shovel officer, unable to bear the deception.

Zhi Ruo could only comfort him: "It's actually very simple. The last sentence is: as the saying goes."

Miao Le:? ? ?

Good guy!

"Junior Sister Zhiruo, where are you? I've been looking for you for a long time." Song Qingshu came over with a white folding fan and shouted enthusiastically.

He is the son of Song Yuanqiao, the eldest of the Seven Heroes of Wudang. His martial arts are outstanding in the Wudang school.

Such a man naturally thinks highly of himself, and ordinary women don't look up to him at all.But the first time he saw Zhou Zhiruo today, he was delicate and clean, as picturesque as a fairy.

Such a stunning beauty, isn't it a good match for him, the future head of the Wudang sect?

We are all people in the rivers and lakes, we are all over the world on weekdays, and the number of times we meet may be only a few times. He doesn't want to be like himself and his master, who spend their whole lives thinking about others.

When it's time to do it, do it!

Zhou Zhiruo raised his head and glanced, his heart was like still water.

Man, do you have fun with Lele?

"Brother Song, what can I do for you?"

Song Qingshu was stunned, no one would ask anything as soon as he came up, do you want to chat today?

However, he has traveled all these years and still knows how to communicate with strangers, especially girls.

Not to mention other things, as long as you praise people a lot, they will definitely think you are a good person.The key is his identity, a disciple of the third generation of Wudang, such a person praises others, so that people will feel like a spring breeze.

"Junior Sister Zhiruo, your performance today really surprised me. I never imagined that at your age, you would have the current skill." Song Qingshu praised.

Zhou Zhiruo lowered his head, comforted the little yellow cat whose face was covered with injuries, and said strangely: "Senior Brother Song, what you mean is that I beat your Wudang Zhang Wuxia's son, Zhang Wuji, your junior brother, did you do well?"

Song Qingshu: ...

You don't want to chat at all, do you?What does Zhang Wuji's self-seeking have to do with Wudang?

Even with Song Qingshu's wit, he didn't know what to say at this time. He paused for a while, thinking of tomorrow's battle, suddenly found a topic, and was about to continue chatting.

"It's not good, it's not good, Cousin Wuji was taken away!" Ah Zhu suddenly came out and shouted.

This sentence immediately aroused public outrage. You must know that Zhang Wuji is not only a disciple of Wudang, but he also has news about the Dragon Slaying Saber.

The well-known and decent sects present were still preparing for the end of the war, Emei left, and they went to Wudang to force the palace.

"What's going on?" Song Yuanqiao came out and asked.

Ah Zhu was a little flustered: "I don't know, Brother Aniu's internal injuries recovered quickly after taking the medicine from the Emei school.

But he told me that he was going to leave here after he recovered.He said that he didn't want to see the scenes of Zhengzheng and Mingjiao fighting each other again, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Then as soon as we came out, before we had taken two steps, a monk suddenly rushed out, wrapped him in a cloth bag, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. "

"Budai?" Song Yuanqiao was stunned: "Could it be Monk Peng? I didn't expect him to come back too. No, Wuji!"

Thinking about the situation clearly, Song Yuanqiao became anxious immediately, and drew his sword: "Disciple of Wudang, come up the mountain with me, let's go and rescue Nephew Wuji!"

He knew that his master regretted that he didn't save Brother Fifth, and even lost Wuji.Now if Wuji were to be murdered by the Mingjiao in front of his eyes again, then he would never have the face to see his master again when he went back.

"Qiang~" Yin Liting and the others prepared to follow without hesitation.

"Wait!" Juejue stood up and said, "Hero Song, it is already late at night, and we are not familiar with mountain roads, so even if you are not afraid of death, but the peaks here are dangerous, if you fall off the cliff and die, wouldn't it be a suffocating death?"

"Besides, I think nephew Wuji has profound skills and has a deep relationship with Na Mingjiao. Monk Napeng may have other reasons for arresting him, or he may be threatening the leader of Skyhawk Cult.

Otherwise, he would have directly attacked and assassinated him, so why bother to capture him alive? "

Everyone nodded, and quickly began to echo and persuade Song Yuanqiao to settle down.

Wuji's nephew's life is his life, and so are his Wudang disciples' lives.

"Then it's settled. Tomorrow morning, we will attack Guangmingding together according to the route. Now everyone should rest early." Song Yuanqiao said with a long sigh.

"it is good!"

……

After everyone left, Juejue looked back at the fire again, and looked at the little apprentice who stretched out the little yellow cat's limbs, put it on his lap, and put it next to the fire to keep warm.

"Zhi Ruo, what do you think of this Song Qingshu?"

Zhou Zhiruo thought for a while, and said, "It's similar to that Zhang Wuji, self-righteous, although he is humble and polite on the surface, but he is arrogant inside."

Extinct smile: "Aren't all capable people self-righteous and arrogant? Like me, like you?"

Zhou Zhiruo was taken aback.

"How do you feel when you come out to walk the rivers and lakes this time?" Jue Jue continued to ask.

"It's boring! I still like to read books on the mountain, treat diseases, soak in hot springs with my seniors, and have fun!" Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the little yellow cat's restless tail, which was fluffy and comfortable to touch.

Miao Le: ...

The cat is so cute, why hit him?

Juejue frowned: "Don't you want to be the supreme martial artist and command the heroes? Or to eradicate rape and evil, and become a well-known righteous hero like Song Yuanqiao?"

Zhou Zhiruo thought for a while, then shook his head: "When I came out this time, I saw gentlemen stealing people, careless girls sticking to their love, and rich people in gorgeous clothes yelling at their parents.

I have also seen a man in tattered clothes, with a swollen face, but caring for the sick elders meticulously.

This world is dirty and crazy, and the more perfect people look, the worse they may be. The book is right, people are half-human, half-ghost, and no one can see them if they get close. "

"I don't like to live or even talk with these people down the mountain!" the girl said solemnly.

Extinct silence.

She even suddenly felt that everything she did was meaningless.

All her life, she seemed to have never lived for herself.

"Hey!"

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Chapter 0283

In the early morning, Guangmingding, Yixianxia.

There are lofty mountains on both sides, and at the passage of the long road, they are all like a big axe, piercing the ground and connecting to the sky, straight up and down.

The masters of Emei Wudang directly use lightness skills to climb to the top of the mountain to clear the way, preventing people from falling on the mountain from rolling stones, explosives, kerosene and the like.

The six major sects, and a group of small sects who fished in troubled waters, added up to a total of thousands of people and charged directly at the first line of the gorge.

At the swearing-in meeting before the departure, the elders and head of each sect, Kang, were passionate, admonishing the disciples, and even everyone was prepared to eliminate demons and defend the way, even if they died, they would have no regrets.

According to reliable information from the Shaolin Sect, the top leaders of the Ming Sect: the envoys of light on the left and right, the three great protectors, the five Sanren, the four gates of "heaven", "earth", "wind" and "thunder"; "sharp gold", "giant wood" and "flood" The five banners of "Raging Fire" and "Thick Earth" have all gathered at the main altar of Guangmingding.

Moreover, the three halls of "Tianwei", "Ziwei", and "Tianshi" of the Tianying Sect, and the five altars of "Shenzhen", "Qinglong", "White Tiger", "Suzaku" and "Xuanwu" have also arrived.

Even if it was because of the long distance, high mountains and dangerous roads, only the elite came, and there were thousands of people in total, and the Ming Cult occupies a favorable location, and there are many evil masters who have long been famous in the world to assist.

The six sects can be said to be close to death!

"Kill!" Yin Liting yelled, with grief and indignation in his eyes, sacrificing his life.

Today, either that Yang Xiao died, or he died, only one can live.

The six sects felt that something was wrong when they rushed towards each other. This journey was so smooth!

They had already rushed halfway up the mountain, but so far no Demon Cult master came to intercept them, not even a decent resistance.

There is a conspiracy!

Looking at the Guangming Peak on the mountain, which was almost as close as Chichi, the heads of all the sects stopped,

"There is a problem. If the Ming Cult drops rolling stones, kerosene, etc. when we are about to reach the top of the mountain, we are afraid that we will suffer heavy losses!" He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun School, frowned.

"Amitabha!" A monk proclaimed the Buddha's name and walked out slowly. He was wearing a gray monk's robe and looked majestic. He held a string of rosary beads in his left hand. It was the emptiness of one of the three great monks in Shaolin.

"What benefactor He said is reasonable. I am a righteous person. Although I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, I should die well. I think it is better to let a few people with outstanding lightness kung fu explore the way first.

It's best to break up the ambush above so that I can wait for the mountain. "

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi looked at each other and nodded: "I am the Wudang sect, and the fourth junior brother and I will go first."

Kongzhi came out and said, "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell."

Seeing Kong Zhi, many people immediately looked solemn. This is not just the three great monks of Shaolin, the key point is that there are rumors of Shaolin 72 stunts, and Kong Zhi has already got eleven of them.

And Shaolin's highest record in the past 800 years is twelve special skills, and Kong Zhiz has mastered eleven. Although it is not the highest, it is far beyond ordinary people.

Then Juejue and others responded one after another. Their group of masters must first eliminate the possible enemies on the top of the mountain, at least to make them unable to drop the rolling stone.

"Go!" Shaolin, as the master of martial arts, said loudly.

The sound shook the valley, and the high internal strength made people horrified.

After that, more than a dozen light kung fu masters from the six sects used their own methods to rush to the top of the mountain, ready to fight with all their might.

As a result, it was not easy for everyone to rely on their own abilities and try their best to reach the Bright Summit.