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Chapter 9 Why is there a bloody smell?

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Wang Ming sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath, breathing in and out slowly, controlling the Nine Yang internal energy to slowly return to his Dantian.

He opened his eyes and saw Huo Gong Tutuo slowly driving the big rock ball away.

I couldn't help but stretched out my hand and shouted at him: "Old guy? You..."

Huo Gong Tutuo, however, seemed not to hear anything and walked away far away.

Wang Ming slowly lowered his arm and frowned slightly.

Card! Time and time...

The sound of a Coke bottle being opened and water vapor coming out.

The sound of tons and tons of drinking was followed by a clear voice:

"... slightly!"

Jam! Jam!

Someone is stuffing potato chips into his mouth.

Wang Ming's brows furrowed even more.

"Xiao Zhao, I told you earlier, eat less Coke and potato chips."

"If you eat too much of this junk food, Xiao Zhao, you will become a fat woman!"

"Fat woman is just fat woman. Who told it to be so delicious?"

Jam! Jam!

Xiao Zhaoli ignored her and kept stuffing potato chips into Sakura's mouth.

Wang Ming shook his head amusedly and helplessly.

"Okay, I won't talk about you anymore. Xiao Zhao, you are still young after all..."

"Young? Who's young? I'm already sixteen, so I can get married."

Xiao Zhao rolled his eyes when he heard this and continued to eat potato chips and drink Coke.

After a while he finished eating and came over again to hold out his hand.

"I also want to drink Sprite, and those spicy sticks, and another pack."

"Okay, then you kiss me."

After Wang Ming finished speaking, he turned his right face to Xiao Zhao with a mean smile on his face.

Xiao Zhao's face turned red with anger, and he slapped Wang Ming on the right side of his face, leaving a bright red palm print.

"Hiss!!! It hurts, it hurts!" Wang Ming gasped in pain and shouted.

Xiao Zhao ran away angrily.

Xiao Zhao, who was running away on the other side of him, was full of embarrassment. While cursing Wang Ming, he grabbed the corner of his skirt and twisted it into a ball, feeling confused.

Zhang Wuji didn't know when he appeared behind her.

A calm voice sounded: "Xiao Zhao."

"Ah, sir."

"Then Wang Ming bullied you?"

"No, no, I didn't let him bully me..." Xiao Zhao said not knowing what to say.

"Well done, but remember, don't let him take advantage of you, let alone lose your virginity."

"Master!!...I, I understand."

"This Wang Ming is a strange person with a mysterious origin, and his behavior and speech are different from Wuji. He is even more Wuji than my Wuji. He is not like a kind person, but for the time being, I can't see how bad he is."

"Speaking of it, he has the magical power of the universe within his sleeves, and the ability to come and go through the void. He is like a god."

"After much thought, I still can't figure out what he would want from us."

"Even the dragon-slaying knife in my adoptive father's hand, I guess he doesn't think much of it."

"With his ability and magical powers, when my master meets him, he will be regarded as a supreme immortal."

"Xiao Zhao, since he is interested in you, it is your blessing."

"Young Master! Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao will never leave Young Master."

Zhang Wuji turned his back, stood with his hands behind his back, waved his hands and said:

"That's not necessary. Although you are my grandfather's maid, you are not my maid. I have no right to decide anything about you."

"Just, can you tell me your true origin?"

"Is it for my adoptive father, for the dragon-slaying knife? Or something else?"

Zhang Wuji suddenly turned around, came up to Xiao Zhao, and stared into Xiao Zhao's eyes.

Xiao Zhao let out a light sigh, turned his head in panic, and then lowered his head.

"Sir, what are you talking about? Xiao Zhao is just Xiao Zhao, just a maid. She has no identity."

"It's even more impossible to do it for the dragon-slaying knife. Young Master, you have wronged Xiao Zhao."

Zhang Wuji didn't answer for a while, and then he said calmly:

"I can tell you won't hurt me."

"My mother said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."

"I can see that you won't harm me, but I can see that you must have lied to me."

"Okay, since you don't want to say it, then let it go."

Zhang Wuji left quietly, and Xiao Zhao lowered his head lonely in the darkness, muttering something in his mouth: Damn it, Sprite, spicy strips...

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Another new day passed. Wang Ming took the time to go back to the modern world to replenish supplies and bought a lot of things, including various snacks, drinks, etc. that Xiao Zhao liked.

In addition to oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, we also brought iron pots, bowls and chopsticks.

Upgrade the quality of life in Aragani by several levels.

I also brought toilet paper.

The most uncomfortable thing about life in ancient times was definitely the lack of toilet paper in the toilet, and in this barren valley you could only use leaves or stones.

Think about it, living under such conditions for three months in this desolate valley, how terrifying it is.

In the movie, you can use Spring and Autumn brushwork to skim over it. Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao were still clean after leaving the barren valley. This is the processing of artistic Spring and Autumn brushwork.

But in reality, when he comes out after three months, he will definitely look like a savage.

If Wang Ming couldn't wear it back and forth, he would definitely collapse.

It was said that at noon that day, Wang Ming saw that Xiao Zhao looked a little strange. He was not as diligent as before, nor was he arguing with him for drinks and snacks.

He saw that Xiao Zhao's face was a little pale, and he was stroking his belly with one hand from time to time. His face was very ugly. He saw that he was dodging, and he saw that Zhang Wuji was also dodging.

When the four of them gathered together to eat the simple hot pot brought by Wang Ming, Huo Gong Tutuo wrinkled his nose and said:

"You girl are injured? Why does it smell like blood?"

Xiao Zhao stared at Huo Gong Tou Tuo in embarrassment, threw away the chopsticks in his hands angrily, stopped eating the hot pot, and ran away.

Zhang Wuji was also a little strange. He didn't know what was going on. He was still worried and shouted at Xiao Zhao from a distance:

"Xiao Zhao, if you are injured, please seek medical treatment immediately. There are some medicinal herbs in the west of the deserted valley. Go look for them."

Xiao Zhao ignored him and ran further away.

Wang Ming rolled his eyes, thinking of something.

So, hehe smiled and said:

"Xiao Zhao is not injured, she is visiting relatives."

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment: "Relatives? Xiao Zhao's relatives are here to look for her?"

"Uh... forget it, you are a little brat too, you don't understand anything."

"Old guy, what should you know?"

Huo Gong Tutuo was stunned for a moment: "What? What do I know? Do I understand women?"

"I know nothing! Before I became a monk in the Shaolin Temple, my parents married me a woman who was ugly, strong, and had a bad temper. She even made me lose my pure Yang body. Otherwise, I would not have been able to do so back then.

It’s impossible to lose to Zhang Sanfeng!”

"Hmph!! Women are a disaster!"

"Zhang Wuji, Wang Ming, you must remember that you must not lose your pure yang body before you practice the Nine Yang Divine Art to the ninth level, otherwise you will never be able to practice the Nine Yang Divine Art to great success."

"I get angry when I think of this. If I could practice the Nine-fold Nine-Yang Divine Art with a pure Yang body, Zhang Sanfeng would never be my opponent, absolutely!!..."

"Absolutely ahhhhhhh!..."
Chapter completed!
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