"revenge?"
Kutoutuo showed a helpless expression on his face.
Ever since Zhao Min was sensible, he had been sent to her by King Ruyang.
After spending more than ten years together day and night, watching her grow up little by little, he had long regarded her as his own daughter, so how could he bear to kill her.
Zhao Min looked cold and looked at Kutoutuo.
"Master Ku, you want to lure me to the Mingjiao and let those Mingjiao disciples take revenge with their own hands!"
"Princess, I said I won't hurt you. Now going to the Ming Cult is the only way out. I am the right envoy of the Ming Cult. My words are still useful. I will definitely protect you with my life."
"It goes without saying. I won't go unless you restrain me."
Zhao Min took the black altar from Kutoutuo's hand and walked out quickly.
Kudutuo shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Even with Lu Qingyun's promise and the ashes of Master Miejie, he might not be able to save his life.
The hatred between the Emei sect and the imperial court has lasted for hundreds of years, and they will never understand it so easily.
But he knew Zhao Min's temper, and no amount of persuasion was of any use, so he had to follow her to protect her safety.
It’s been a long journey.
Zhao Min came to Emei holding Heitan.
"Witch, what are you doing in Emei?"
At the foot of Mount Emei, Jingxu drew out his long sword.
Wan'an Pagoda was humiliated by the witch. Master Miejie Shitai also died outside Dadu City. Unexpectedly, this Mongolian witch would dare to go to Emei.
Kutoutuo stepped forward and blocked the way, "Little master, please go and inform Mr. Lu and tell Guangming Right Envoy Fan Yao to ask for an audience."
Zhao Min snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to pull Kutoutuo away, but how could she pull it away due to her cultivation. In desperation, she had no choice but to go around to the front and glanced at the long sword in front of her, "Go and inform Lu Qingyun, just tell Zhao Min See him if you have something important to do.”
"You don't deserve to see Senior Brother Lu."
While Jingxu scolded loudly, he already had a plan in mind.
Regardless of whether Kutoutuo is the right envoy of the Ming Cult, Zhao Min, a witch, has come to Emei, so she cannot be easily let go.
"Princess Princess, why don't we leave?"
Kutoutuo felt that a large number of Emei disciples with strong cultivation were rushing towards here on the mountain. If they didn't leave, they wouldn't be able to leave.
He quickly whispered in Zhao Min's ear.
"I won't leave, I just want to see if Lu Qingyun really dares to kill me!"
Zhao Min lost his temper and simply sat on the ground.
"Humph, I don't even need Senior Brother Lu to kill you!"
Just as Jingxuan finished speaking, Ding Minjun, Zhou Zhiruo and a large number of Emei disciples appeared at the foot of the mountain.
"Witch, what exactly do you want to do in Emei?"
As the head of Emei, Ding Minjun walked up to Zhao Min, looked at Kutoutuo, and asked.
"This is a matter between me and Lu Qingyun. It has nothing to do with you Emei disciples. Call Lu Qingyun out."
"Since you don't say anything, let's settle the score between us."
As soon as Ding Minjun finished speaking, the Emei disciples surrounded Zhao Min and Fan Yao.
"Everyone, we didn't treat you badly at Wan'an Temple, nor did we use force against you. There is no deep hatred between us."
"Besides, Mr. Lu and my sect Master Zhang are brothers from the same sect, so that can't be the case, right?!"
Fan Yao spoke quickly. If Zhao Min was allowed to answer again, a conflict might break out.
"Master, we must not let this witch go. If it weren't for her, how could Master die outside the capital city?"
Jingxuan walked out of the crowd with an angry face and stood next to Ding Minjun.
Ding Minjun said:
"Kudutuo, since you are a disciple of the Ming Cult, for the sake of Senior Brother Lu, you can leave on your own. The demon girl must give Emei an explanation today."
"That's right, if you still want to see Senior Brother Lu when you are about to die, just dream about it!"
"Master, this witch's hands are stained with the blood of Emei disciples, kill her!"
The disciples in Emei loudly vented their dissatisfaction.
Zhao Minsheng stood up, picked up the black altar and walked to the Emei disciples. With a smile on his face, he suddenly raised the black altar high.
"This jar contains the ashes of Master Miejie. Do you want it? If you want it, let Lu Qingyun come to see me within an hour. Otherwise, I will smash this black jar."
"you dare!"
The Emei disciples were shocked.
If the black altar really contained the ashes of Master Miejie, they wouldn't dare to do anything.
"Everyone, this jar contains indeed the ashes of Master Tai. I can swear by Mingjiao."
Kutoutuo was afraid that the Emei disciples would not believe him and there would be a conflict. If the black altar was broken, it would be troublesome.
"Leave the black altar to us and let you leave."
After careful consideration, Ding Minjun decided to get the black altar first. As for the grudge between Emei and Zhao Min, they can naturally seek revenge from her in the future.
"No, I won't leave it to you until I see Lu Qingyun."
"Senior Brother Lu is not in Emei and has gone to Wudang. You leave the black altar to me and you go find him yourself."
Ding Minjun walked up to Zhao Min and stretched out his hands.
"Not in Emei?"
Zhao Min frowned slightly and lowered his head to think.
Zhou Zhiruo's figure flashed, and she grabbed the black tower with her right hand. The five fingers of her left hand formed into claws and grabbed the top of Zhao Min's head.
"Prince, be careful!"
Kutoutuo shouted loudly, his figure flashed, and he put his hands on Zhao Min's head to block Zhou Zhiruo's claw.
It's just that Zhou Zhiruo's skill is far higher than that of Kudutuo now. The power of this 'hard-destroying divine claw' is not something he can resist.
Kutoutuo felt a pain on the back of his hand, leaving five bloody holes on it.
"Bitch, you attacked me sneakily on Binghuo Island, and now you want to kill me again at the foot of Mount Emei!"
Zhao Min cursed loudly.
If Kutoutuo hadn't fought so hard to save her, her life would never have been saved.
Zhou Zhiruo ignored him and walked back to the crowd of Emei disciples holding the ashes of Master Jue.
"Jinghui, send Master's ashes back to the Golden Summit Hall for protection."
"Okay, Junior Sister Zhiruo."
Jinghui carefully took the black tower and called several Emei disciples to walk up the mountain.
Zhou Zhiruo turned around and looked at Kutoutuo, "I showed mercy just now. If you continue to be ungrateful, don't blame me for not caring about the friendship between Senior Brother Lu and the Ming Cult."
"Miss Zhou, there is an agreement between the princess and Mr. Lu. I hope you will be more generous and let the two of them meet before talking."
Kudutuo ignored the bloody holes on the back of his hands and saluted with his fists.
"Zhou Zhiruo, you want to kill someone to silence me. If you kill me, no one will know about you poisoning and stealing the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword."
Zhao Min said it loudly, causing the Emei disciples to discuss in low voices.
Ding Minjun looked at Zhou Zhiruo with suspicious eyes, "Junior sister Zhou, is what she said true?"
"Senior Sister Ding, do you believe what the witch said? The dragon-slaying knife and the Heavenly Sword were stolen by this witch. She also cut off one of my little sister's ears."
Zhou Zhiruo lifted her hair and exposed the wound to prove her innocence.
When the Emei girls saw this, they were all filled with righteous indignation and drew out their swords one after another to avenge Zhou Zhiruo.
Seeing that the situation was over, Kutoutuo quickly pulled Zhao Min to break out of the encirclement.
But the Emei Sword Formation was so powerful that he, at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, could not break through it.
"kill!"
Zhou Zhiruo shouted softly and flew towards Kutoutuo.
The nine Emei swords came out and stabbed Zhao Min.
Kutoutuo was very worried, but he was entangled by Zhou Zhiruo and couldn't escape, so he had to shout loudly: "Princess, be careful!"
Zhao Min saw the sword coming from the Western Zhou Dynasty. With her second-level warrior realm cultivation, she could not resist the sword from the Western Zhou Dynasty.
Seeing that the long sword exuding murderous aura was about to pierce his body, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his mind went blank.
"stop!"
Several stones knocked away the long sword in the hands of the Emei disciples.
