When the saint arrived at the back mountain, she found Meng Li, said a few words to Meng Li, and the two began to discuss.
Communicate while fighting.
Zhou Yang was wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, and his face could not be seen clearly. He hid not far away, observing secretly to confirm that it was really Jin Mushuang.
He waited silently, waiting for Meng Li to finish sparring with the saint, and waiting for the saint to say that he would first take his disciples to practice martial arts before coming to find Meng Li. The saint left, and Meng Li continued to practice martial arts alone in the back mountain. Zhou Yang ran away Arriving at Meng Li's side.
Meng Li was dancing with his sword when suddenly the tip of his sword pointed directly at Zhou Yang and asked in a cold voice:
"who?"
Zhou Yang whispered: "It's me, Zhou Yang."
Meng Li's eyes flashed with something strange, and then returned to normal. She quickly put down her sword and said in a concerned tone:
"Zhou Yang? Are you okay? Why are you here?"
Zhou Yang said:
"It's not convenient here. Let's find a place to talk."
Meng Li: "Okay."
Meng Li and Zhou Yang found a secret corner, and Zhou Yang asked:
"Why are you here?"
"And why did you disappear then?"
Meng Li looked slightly bitter:
"I didn't disappear on my own. I was imprisoned by the emperor and I finally escaped."
The emperor took all the blame.
Zhou Yang: "It's all my fault for not protecting you."
Meng Li said:
"And you?"
"The emperor didn't do anything to you, right?"
Zhou Yang looked angry:
"The Dog Emperor stole all my elixirs and threw me into a prison where I was tortured."
Meng Li looked at Zhou Yang in surprise:
"Then how did you get out?"
Zhou Yang choked. road:
"I escaped."
Meng Li nodded thoughtfully, and then said:
"It's so powerful, even the prison can't trap you."
Zhou Yang laughed twice, and Meng Li said:
"I'll take you away. Let's continue walking around the rivers and lakes, hanging pots to help the world?"
Zhou Yang:…
"Now that I have become a fugitive, can I still continue to help the world?"
Meng Li said:
"Are you going to give up? There are so many suffering people in the world who are eagerly waiting for you to come to them like a god and save them."
Zhou Yang shook his head:
"I can't protect myself now, so I probably can't take care of that much anymore."
Meng Li's expression became a little bad, and she said:
"Then you want to stay in Tianshan Sect?"
Zhou Yang thought of his mission:
"It's safe here for the time being. I want to avoid the limelight here."
Meng Li said:
"You don't know what the Tianshan Sect is, do you? The leader of the Tianshan Sect hates men very much. If he knew that you, a man living in the Tianshan Sect, would definitely kill you with a thousand cuts, and your relationship with the Saint is unusual, right? , if the master knows about your relationship with the saint, you may not only be cut to pieces, but the saint will also suffer from you."
Zhou Yang was a little frightened and asked:
"Is there any crueler method than being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts?"
Meng Li: "... Yes, for example, I'll cut off your descendants first."
Zhou Yang suddenly felt the cold wind passing below and heard Meng Li say:
"And if you do this, you will implicate the saint. If the saint falls in love with a man, not only will the saint be unable to become a saint, but at the least, her whole body of martial arts will be abolished, and at worst, she will be executed."
Zhou Yang asked with some confusion:
"Why are you so sure that I have a relationship with the Saint?"
Meng Li looked at Zhou Yang expressionlessly:
"When I came into contact with the saint, I felt your breath on her body. What do you think?"
Zhou Yang raised his arm, smelled it, and said to himself:
"Does it taste good?"
"No."
Jin Mu Shuang's nose is smarter than a dog's.
Zhou Yang was a little hesitant. Now he had to choose between Jin Mushuang and the Holy Girl. Anyway, he had to win both of them.
But who can be captured first is a question.
Jin Mushuang has not made any progress for so long, and the saint's attitude towards men is as unfavorable as the attitude of these Tianshan sect women. The key is that he is at most equal to the saint now, and sometimes it is inevitable that he feels a little worse.
Meng Li saw Zhou Yang hesitate and said:
"I can't stay in Tianshan Sect for a long time. I will leave in two days. You can think about it."
Zhou Yang nodded, his expression a little serious.
Meng Li said again:
"Does the Saint know that you are the Divine Doctor Zhou in the world?"
Zhou Yang said:
"I haven't told her, but I don't know if she knows."
Meng Li nodded and Zhou Yang said:
"Tell me when you leave."
Instead, he left himself a way out. He didn't explicitly say he wouldn't leave, but he didn't say he wanted to leave either.
Meng Li looked at Zhou Yang sympathetically:
"I hope you won't be discovered by the leader of the Tianshan Sect."
"No one knows now." Zhou Yang never thought that Meng Li would snitch, so he had nothing to worry about.
Meng Li nodded without saying anything, but Zhou Yang started to talk. He said that he was worried about Meng Li during his absence and was doing his best to look for Meng Li. In short, his words sounded warmer.
Meng Li's heart was unmoved, and he even wanted to laugh a little. Zhou Yang was really teasing people all the time.
The two chatted for a while, and the saint returned to the back mountain to look for Meng Li. Zhou Yang looked back, quickly arranged the curtain, covered his true appearance, and said hurriedly to Meng Li:
"The saint is here, I'm leaving first."
Meng Li grabbed Zhou Yang:
"Why are you running? I just want to tell the saint that you and I know each other."
Zhou Yang was a little anxious. If the saint knew that his relationship with Jin Mushuang was not ordinary, he didn't know if she would think more about it. His tone became even more anxious:
"No, the saint doesn't feel good about me right now. We happen to know each other, and we appeared in the Tianshan sect one after another. If the saint thinks we have ulterior motives, it will be bad if we think too much about it."
He shook off Meng Li's hand. Meng Li thought about it and let go of Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief:
"Let's go first, beauty."
He walked away straight away with his back hunched over. There was only a flash of whiteness in the saint's eyes as she ran away from Meng Li and came over and asked:
"what happened?"
"It's okay, he was a disciple who bumped into me accidentally. He was timid and ran away after apologizing." Meng Li said perfunctorily.
The saint nodded and said:
"I've taken care of things this morning. Can I still ask you for advice on swordsmanship?"
Meng Li smiled:
"Let's explore and learn together."
The saint couldn't help but smile. The two discussed again and exchanged ideas. They needed a rest. The saint invited Meng Li to go with them to enjoy flowers and drink tea. Meng Li nodded in agreement.
The content of the chat while drinking tea was nothing more than some current affairs in the world. Meng Li introduced the topic and said:
"There is a miracle doctor Zhou in the world now. Have you heard of it?"
The saint shook her head and said:
"I only know that he is a man." Then he looked at Meng Li with an expression that you knew.
Meng Li pursed his lips. The people of the Tianshan Sect had such a deep prejudice against men that they were unwilling to let men save their lives, so it was normal not to ask about this miracle doctor Zhou.
Meng Li took out Zhou Yang's portrait, opened it, put it on the table, and said to the saint:
"This is the portrait of Divine Doctor Zhou."
The saint gave him a cursory glance at first, and then returned his gaze.