Author: Shun Jun

Now Wu Qingying had no choice but to leave. After all, she and Wei Bi had bullied Zhang Wuji back then. She couldn't stay with a face.

However, although Zhang Wuji was thoughtful, he had no plans this time. He just hadn't taken a bath for a long time and wanted to be comfortable and quiet for a while, but Wu Qingying was so noisy here that it really disturbed the scenery.

It wasn't until the water was completely cold that Zhang Wuji got up from the tub. After drying his body with a towel, he stretched, then picked up a razor and shaved off the beard on his face in front of the bronze mirror.

After drying the water stains on his body with the Nine Yang Magic Skill, he tidied his bun.

Looking at himself in the mirror with a full beard, it’s no wonder that Zhu Jiuzhen was frightened at first sight.

After all, with this big beard and a Baotou, he looks like a Middle Eastern gangster.

As the long beard of many years was shaved off, Zhang Wuji also changed his appearance. The original slovenly man became a handsome young man again.

Among the men Zhang Wuji knew, Yang Xiao had the best appearance.

Judging from the original memory, Zhang Wuji also felt that it was understandable that Ji Xiaofu fell in love with Yang Xiao in Stockholm. After all, Yang Xiao was indeed much more handsome than his sixth uncle Yin Liting.

Although Zhang Wuji's appearance is not as elegant as Yang Xiao's, he is still handsome.

Looking at his face in the mirror, Zhang Wuji felt that his appearance was not much similar to his father Zhang Cuishan in his memory, but more like his mother Yin Susu.

This elegant and handsome appearance is better than many men in the world.

At this time, he had achieved great success, and the majestic appearance of a martial arts master was unmatched by ordinary people.

Today, he is not the original Zhang Wuji, and because of his different personality, his gloomy eyes are no longer as indecisive as before.

This made him gain three points of heroic spirit, which was far better than the original Zhang Wuji.

After shaving, he tidied his bun, and then put on Wei Bi's splendid clothes.

Although he is no longer afraid of the cold and heat, these cotton and satin clothes are really nostalgic. In that valley, he has been wearing single clothes made of firewood and fish skin for many years, which is naturally not as good as this normal one.

The clothes are comfortable.

Looking at his handsome self in the mirror, a smile appeared on Zhang Wuji's face. He finally looked like a "human" now.

After taking a hot bath, Zhang Wuji felt refreshed and felt much more relaxed. Then he returned to Wei Bi's room.

There is already a table full of food in this room, not much, just four dishes, one soup, a bowl of dry rice, and a pot of wine.

Seeing this table of delicious food, Zhang Wuji immediately sat down and started eating.

After five years of eating fish and fruits, he almost forgot what meat and rice tasted like. But he hadn't eaten oily meat dishes for a long time, and suddenly he felt a little nauseous after eating them.

But after getting used to it, he tasted the deliciousness of meat again.

He is not afraid of someone poisoning his food. Not to mention that the Nine Yang Divine Art is invulnerable to all poisons. With Hu Qingniu, Wang Nangu and his wife's ability to practice both medicine and poison, no poison in the world can hurt anyone.

to him.

After drinking and eating, Zhang Wuji rubbed his belly, then undressed and went to sleep.

Now he envied Wei Bi's daily life. This silk quilt was much more comfortable than a pile of firewood.

This night was the most peaceful sleep Zhang Wuji had had in the past few years. Although the Zhu and Wu families were not worthy of true trust, they would not harm him even if they did not get the dragon-slaying knife. What's more, after last night's kindness and power, they

He probably wouldn't dare, let alone harm such a powerful ally like him.

Early the next morning, Zhang Wuji sat up and stretched.

After tidying up a little, he walked out of the room.

Although it was not too late, the servants of the Wu family had already gotten up early to take care of the manor.

Wu Qingying's room was only separated from Wei Bi's room by a courtyard wall. Every morning, the brothers and sisters would practice together here.

Wu Qingying, who was practicing martial arts at this time, saw Zhang Wuji standing in front of the door and looked at him in surprise.

Zhang Wuji stood in front of the door, while Wu Qingying froze in place and looked at him while posing in some kind of martial arts stance.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally Zhang Wuji asked calmly: "Why is Miss Wu looking at me like this?"

Wu Qingying suddenly lost her breath when she heard Zhang Wuji talking to her. Before she could speak, she felt a pain in her lower abdomen.

She clutched her lower abdomen with a painful look on her face and squatted on the spot, constantly dissipating Xing Chai's true energy.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Wuji walked up to her, and then put his hand on her Dantian Qihai. With just a gentle palm, the pain in Wu Qingying's abdomen disappeared without a trace.

Wu Qingying exhaled a breath of fresh air at this time, and then said: "Thank you."

Zhang Wuji just nodded slightly in response to her thanks, and then said: "You should concentrate on practicing martial arts. Looking at the martial arts girl's starting position just now, and the position where the true energy is retrograde, I guess it is superior martial arts. And practicing superior martial arts is even more

You just have to concentrate.”

Wu Qingying looked at the handsome and delicate Zhang Wuji and couldn't help feeling shy. She just lost her mind because she couldn't believe that the person in front of her was Zhang Wuji.

It is said that a man is judged by his clothes, but the Zhang Wuji in front of him was completely different from the "bearded savage" yesterday.

Although Wu Qingying had seen Zhang Wuji back then, due to the cold poison of Xuanming Divine Palm, Zhang Wuji's face was pale with a bit of green, his complexion was very poor, and he was also very thin, so he was not as good as he is now.

The beauty shown behind the feet.

Moreover, he has grown from a frail boy to a tall and upright young man. It is understandable that Wu Qingying was fascinated by what he saw.

Wu Qingying asked at this time: "What kind of martial arts does Young Master Zhang practice? When you touched my lower abdomen just now, I felt a warm Qi injected into my body, relaxing my muscles and regulating my Qi."

Naturally, Zhang Wuji would not reveal the adventure in the Kunlun Valley. He casually prevaricated: "This is the Wudang mind method that my master taught me back then, the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu."

After saying that, Zhang Wuji turned around and left. Wu Qingying stepped forward and asked, "Where are Mr. Zhang going?"

Zhang Wuji didn't look back, and still said calmly: "I went to visit the real sister."

Wu Qingying recalled his father's instructions when he returned last night, so he said: "I have nothing to do, so I'd better take Mr. Zhang there."

Zhang Wuji glanced at her, and then said politely: "Then there is Miss Laowu."

Wu Qingying led the way and said to Zhang Wuji: "Master Zhang, you don't have to be so polite. Since Uncle Zhu agreed to your marriage to Sister Zhen, and you don't care about the past grudges, and the Zhu and Wu families are family friends, in the future everyone will

We are all our own. I won’t call you Master Zhang anymore, and don’t call me Miss Wu. I’ll call you Wuji, but how about you call me Qingying?”

Wu Qingying originally wanted Zhang Wuji to call her "Qing'er" like Wu Lie Zhu Jiuzhen did. But she thought that since she was older than Zhang Wuji, she always felt uncomfortable calling her "Qing'er". So she asked him to call her by her name directly.

Zhang Wuji smiled at this time and said: "The name is just a code name. You can call Miss Wu whatever you like."

While the two were talking, they arrived at the gate of Hongmei Villa.
Chapter completed!