Whether I can be with Zhang Wuji for the rest of my life depends on whether I can hold on a little longer.
This sentence is the greatest encouragement to Yang Buhui and Wei Xiangjun.
The two of them already had their hearts set on Zhang Wuji and had fallen deeply in love with him. They had not had enough of that shameless life, and if they could no longer be bullied by Zhang Wuji, it would be the biggest regret of their lives.
Therefore, they must persevere.
"Sister, we can hold on."
"Don't worry, sister. We can hold on. If something unexpected happens to us, then the bad luck of being bullied by the young master will fall on you again, right?"
Zhao Linger waved the two swords in her hands and said, "You two little vixens are overthinking it. If you two die, it will only benefit other vixens. I am old and cannot get much benefit."
Yang Buhui said: "Even if I can't get much benefit, there will still be some benefit."
"Even if it's just to prevent our sister from taking advantage of us, we have to persevere."
…
With swords flashing and sabers flying, this time, Zhao Linger encountered a more advanced Japanese ninja.
You know, the last time she went south was when Zhang Wuji was fighting against Zhu Yuanzhang. She and Yu Fei met a ninja named Jiugui. The ninja's ninjutsu was quite amazing. It took Yu Fei some effort to deal with Jiugui. Now, it was Zhao Linger's turn, and she was still one against four. You can imagine how much pressure she was under.
However, while Zhao Linger was reminding Yang Buhui and Wei Xiangjun to be more vigilant, she was also reminding herself, "Zhao Linger, you are only in your thirties. You have maintained yourself well and have a good figure. You must not let anything happen at this time. As long as nothing happens, you may be popular with Zhang Wuji for another ten years. You have only given birth to a child for Zhang Wuji. You are a descendant of the Zhao Song royal family and the current queen of the Ming Dynasty. One child is not enough. You must have more children for Zhang Wuji and yourself in your lifetime. Otherwise, you will be sorry for yourself, Zhang Wuji, and even more so for the ancestors of the Zhao family."
The seven men of the Bihe Mountain Blade Sword Group have sharp, tricky, and somewhat overbearing swordsmanship.
Among the women around Zhang Wuji, the only one who could fight four alone, apart from Zhao Linger, was probably Zhao Min. Unfortunately, Zhao Min did not come. Even if she came, Zhao Linger might not dare to let her take action, because Zhao Min was already pregnant with Zhang Wuji's fourth child.
Zhao Linger felt a little regretful. After all, Yang Buhui and Wei Xiangjun were too weak. If the people who came today were Zhou Zhiruo and Yu Fei, then she would have the confidence to capture and kill these seven Japanese ninjas on the spot, but now, she was just barely holding on.
During the fight, the ninja leader of Bihe Mountain became more and more frightened.
The Central Plains was a vast land with abundant resources, and it was not surprising that there were some masters there. However, it was difficult for him to accept that a woman could resist him and three other ninjas.
Not only was it difficult to accept, but as the head ninja of Mount Higashi, he also felt ashamed. He and his three other brothers were restrained by a woman, which had never happened before.
If those two vixens, Longze and Aoi, knew about this, they would probably laugh their heads off.
However, when the head of the Biheshan ninja thought of Longze and Aoi, he made up his mind that today, he must capture these three Middle-earth masters. Even if the ninjas of Biheshan could not touch Longze and Aoi, they could still be more casual with the three masters in front of them.
After thinking about this, a lewd smile appeared on the face of the Higashiyama ninja.
"Kill them, destroy their cultivation, break their limbs. Tonight, we, the Biheshan Ninjas, will show our might."
As he spoke, the ninja leader of Bihe Mountain formed seals with his hands, and then a huge fireball came out of his mouth.
"Fire Escape?" Zhao Linger was a little helpless. If she got burned, how could she be with Zhang Wuji in the future?
Zhao Linger swung the two swords in her hands vigorously, and the fireball flying towards her was instantly split into two.
"My two sisters, be careful and don't get hurt by this fire escape technique. Otherwise, be careful that the young master will dislike you."
Yang Buhui and Wei Xiangjun were naturally a little frightened. Their cultivation was not high, and they had experienced and seen much less than Zhao Linger.
So this was the first time they had seen this Fire Release.
The three of them were extremely cautious. If they were really burned by the scorching flames, not to mention whether Zhang Wuji would dislike them, even if Zhang Wuji didn't dislike them, they would not have the face to appear in front of him.
Outside the silk shop, just as the other two beauties were about to sneak in, they noticed a flash of light inside the shop, followed by the clanging sound of weapons colliding.
The two beauties were Long Ze and Aoi. They looked at each other and Long Ze said, "It's really damn it. They actually started fighting."
Aoi said, "Sister, what should we do? Do you want to go in and help?"
However, just as Aoi finished saying this, the sound of a large group of people rushing towards them came from not far away.
Long Zeyan said: "This place has been exposed. Let's hide first and see what happens. As for the ninjas from Bihe Mountain, whether they live or die depends on their luck."
The two beautiful figures of Longze and Aoi disappeared at the end of the night after just a flash.
…
A moment later, officials from the Imperial City Bureau arrived here first. After hearing the clanging sound of weapons, they rushed into the silk shop where Zhao Linger and the others were without hesitation.
At this moment, Zhao Linger was already in a very miserable state, with a few flames burning on her black hair.
However, the official from the Imperial City Bureau did not recognize Zhao Linger at first sight.
Instead, it was Zhao Linger who recognized him first: "Hurry, they are Japanese, they have evil intentions towards our Ming Dynasty, catch them quickly, I want them alive."
The official from the Imperial City Bureau just felt that the voice sounded familiar, but there was no time to think about it. He and the soldiers behind him quickly surrounded everyone here. During this rare air raid, Zhao Linger quickly waved her scimitar and cut off the burning black hair on her head.
Zhao Linger was heartbroken because most of her hair, which she had kept for more than ten years, was burned away.
But she was the queen of the Ming Dynasty. Even if she wanted to cry, she had to find a place where no one was around.
The people from the Imperial City Bureau had already been fighting with the ninjas from Bihe Mountain. The official from the Imperial City Bureau came in front of Zhao Linger and asked seriously, "Who are you?"
Zhao Linger glared at her fiercely.
The official was horrified: "Emperor..."
Zhao Linger said: "Shut up, what are you talking about?"
"I've lost face today. Hurry up and catch these Japanese ninjas for me."
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