"Junior Brother Qingyun, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that Lu Qingyun didn't say anything, Zhang Wuji felt that this was indeed a bit excessive.
But when she thought of the possible crisis on Zhou Zhiruo's road, she couldn't help but call out twice.
"Senior Brother Wuji, it's not a big deal if Qingyun takes care of you secretly if you're along the way, but it's really a bit difficult if you have to escort us all the way."
Lu Qingyun still declined politely. He had no idea about Zhou Zhiruo, and there was no need to curry favor with Master Miejie.
There are still two lovely wives waiting for him at home, and he is eager to return home.
"Well, I also know that this request is a bit excessive, but Wuji really can't worry about the Emei Sect. Since my junior brother also has important matters, I won't embarrass my junior brother."
Zhang Wuji sighed again, looking a little frustrated.
Ever since he met Zhou Zhiruo again in Kunlun Mountain, Zhang Wuji had her shadow in his heart and could never forget her.
It's just that anyone with a discerning eye can see Master Miejie's attitude towards him and the Ming Cult.
For Zhou Zhiruo's sake, he tried his best to curry favor with Master Jue, but he still received cold words and hateful looks in return.
"Senior Brother Wuji, do you think you and Miss Zhou have a future?"
Lu Qingyun felt it was necessary to remind him that Zhou Zhiruo would definitely become different from what he is now with the guidance of Master Miejie.
"Junior Brother Qingyun, I also know that there are many difficulties, but I..."
Zhang Wuji couldn't speak any more.
"It's not impossible to marry Miss Zhou. You have to resign as the leader of the Ming Cult, return to Wudang, and ask Grand Master to come forward to protect your match. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope."
Lu Qingyun didn't want to see his fellow disciples fighting against each other over a woman.
As long as Zhang Wuji does what he says, there is still a great chance, and at the same time he can stop Song Qingshu's thoughts.
Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up, but he shook his head after a while.
It's not that he is greedy for power and refuses to give up the throne of the leader, but that his brothers in the church won't agree either.
The Ming Cult has now been unified under his leadership and has made peace with the six major sects. If he resigns as leader, there will inevitably be another fight.
"The position of leader of Mingjiao is not rare, but now is not the time to resign. When I welcome back my adoptive father, the Golden Retriever Lion King, I will definitely resign as leader and return to Wudang."
Lu Qingyun smiled and stopped persuading.
The Golden Retriever Lion King will never take over as the leader of the Ming Cult when he returns to the Central Plains. He had no other thoughts except seeking revenge against Chen Kun.
Zhang Wuji was an indecisive person, and in the end he still couldn't quit the Ming Cult leader, so there was absolutely no way he could marry Zhou Zhiruo.
"Then Qingyun is waiting for Senior Brother Wuji to welcome back the Golden Retriever Lion King and marry Miss Zhou."
Lu Qingyun clasped his fists and floated past Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji turned around and shouted: "Junior brother, if you drop by, don't forget to look after Miss Zhou!"
After hearing this, Lu Qingyun almost fell from the air and cursed: "You damn bitch!"
Zhang Wuji didn't really hear it, thinking that Lu Qingyun had agreed. He was very happy and smiled on his face.
Looking at the disappearing figure in the distance, he whispered softly, "Junior brother Qingyun is really a good person. I must thank him properly in the future."
"What can make Master Zhang so happy?"
A luxury carriage pulled by horses came from a distance. Zhao Min opened the curtain and said with a smile.
"Zhao Min, you are so brave, how dare you show up here?"
Zhang Wuji was on full alert and looked at Fan Yao who was driving the carriage.
Fan Yao did not make any move and stopped the carriage ten steps away from Zhang Wuji.
Zhao Min opened the car door and stood on the carriage, "Why don't I dare to show up? Don't forget that this is Dadu."
Zhang Wuji curled his lips and said, "It would be easy for me to kill you. Even Kutoutuo next to you can't stop me."
"You think too highly of yourself, Leader Zhang!"
Zhao Min took out the whistle hanging from his waist and blew it hard.
After a while, there was a lot of hoofbeats on the official road, and soon thousands of Mongolian cavalry appeared in an orderly manner behind Zhao Min's carriage.
Zhang Wuji smiled indifferently, "So what, these cavalrymen are just chickens and dogs in my eyes."
Zhao Min wasn't angry either, his smile remained the same, "Of course it's not possible to deal with a master like Master Zhang, but what about those people from the six major sects?"
"I have prepared six cavalry groups of 3,000 people. It will be more than enough to chase down the remnants of the six major sects."
Zhang Wuji frowned.
The six major sects had just escaped from Dadu. They didn't even have time to breathe, so naturally their skills would not be restored.
Facing the impact of the Mongolian cavalry, they must have suffered heavy losses.
"What do you want?"
"I want to make a deal with Leader Zhang. As long as Leader Zhang agrees, I will immediately withdraw the chasing cavalry."
Zhang Wuji looked at Zhao Min solemnly, "What do you want?"
Zhao Min jumped out of the carriage and straightened his messy hair, "I want to see the dragon-slaying knife in the hand of the golden lion king?"
Binghuo Island is thousands of miles away from the mainland, and it takes more than half a year to go back and forth.
Zhang Wuji thought he might as well agree first and help the six major sects escape.
"Okay, I promise you, I will let you know when I pick up my adoptive father and get the dragon-slaying knife."
"Master Zhang is really cunning. I can't wait that long. I want to go to Ice and Fire Island with you."
"Miss Zhao, the sea is extremely windy and dangerous. It is safer to wait in Dadu."
"Zhang Wuji, are you afraid that I will go to the island to steal your adoptive father's dragon-slaying knife, or are you afraid that I will find the secret hidden in the knife?"
Zhang Wuji laughed.
In terms of martial arts skills, a hundred Zhao Mins together are no match for him, and it is impossible to snatch the sword from his hand.
It has been 20 years since Xie Xun, the Golden Retriever Lion King, his adoptive father, obtained the Dragon-Slaying Knife, but has not yet found a way to crack it. He does not believe that Zhao Min will be able to decipher the secret of the knife in a short time.
"Just because your adoptive father isn't good, doesn't mean I can't be good either."
Zhao Min raised her eyebrows, her eyes showing great confidence.
In terms of intelligence, she is as good as any man.
How could a big boss like the Golden Retriever Lion King be compared with her.
Besides, she still has the Yitian Sword in her hand. Maybe she will make unexpected discoveries when the swords are combined.
"This...let me think about it carefully."
"Zhang Wuji, don't try to delay time. I'll count to three. If you don't agree, I'll give the order."
The six major sects all left the capital city on foot, and even those with fast feet could only walk fifty miles at most.
But at this distance, it wouldn't take much time for the Dayuan Cavalry to catch up.
Zhang Wuji hesitated again and again and had no choice but to agree.
