The person who brought the two bowls of noodles was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.
She was dressed simply, in linen.
However, when she raised her head and looked at the person in front of her, she suddenly froze.
The face that originally had a smile on it now looked a little bewildered.
The bowl of noodles in her hand fell when she was stunned.
Zhou Zhiruo, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, subconsciously drew the long sword at her waist.
The long sword pointed directly at the girl's waist, and the bowl of noodles also stopped steadily on the sword.
Zhou Zhiruo lightly lifted the long sword, and the bowl of noodles flowed down the sword. When it slid to the hilt, Zhou Zhiruo caught it with her other hand.
The girl smiled bitterly and said, "I thought you wanted to kill me again."
After Zhou Zhiruo placed the bowl of noodles in front of Zhang Wuji, she said to him, "Enemies often meet on a narrow road. However, I will not think of killing you anymore, but I may slap you a few more times."
"I just don't know how long your pretty little face can last?"
The girl smiled bitterly and placed the remaining bowl of noodles in front of Zhou Zhiruo: "I don't know how many times my face can withstand your blows. Why not, let's try it now."
Zhou Zhiruo gave her a cold look, but then she laughed out loud.
"Hahahaha, I don't bother to argue with you. Bullying a stinky girl like you is simply damaging my reputation."
"Go and do your work, don't face me. If I see your face, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish this bowl of noodles."
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The person who brought these two bowls of noodles to Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo was Gong Wu, who had assassinated Zhang Wuji in Jiuquan.
To call it an assassination is to flatter Gong Wu. To save her small body, she would not succeed even if she was given a hundred chances.
After glaring at Zhou Zhiruo, the girl turned around and went to do other things.
At this moment, two Mingjiao soldiers also came to this small workshop.
They sat down with their backs to Zhang Wuji: "Boss, give me two bowls of noodles, quickly."
"Okay, please wait a moment, both generals," Gong Wu's voice was still as clear as before.
There was no fluctuation at all because of the appearance of Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji.
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Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
Zhou Zhiruo picked up two pairs of chopsticks, wiped them with the handkerchief in her arms, and handed one of them to Zhang Wuji.
The two of them picked up the noodles in the bowl at the same time, but as soon as the noodles entered their mouths, they found something wrong.
It's not poisonous, it's just not cooked at all.
Zhou Zhiruo turned around and glanced at Gong Wu, and at this moment, Zhang Wuji said, "Zhiruo, forget it, it's better this way, it can help you to stay hungry."
Zhou Zhiruo smiled helplessly: "You are just soft-hearted. This little girl's craftsmanship is not even as good as one of my fingers. It's better for me to say a few words to her than for others to say a few words to her."
"I remember when I first went to Emei Mountain, if a meal was not tasty, I would be punished. I was only ten years old at that time."
After hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words, Zhang Wuji felt a little sad and he quickly pulled Zhou Zhiruo's hand.
"Zhiruo, I deserve to die. You and I should have been together forever. All the suffering you endured in Emei is my fault."
Zhang Wuji's eyes were filled with heartache. His mind was now filled with the scene of a ten-year-old girl being bullied.
Looking at Zhang Wuji's eyes that showed pity for her, Zhou Zhiruo could only sigh helplessly.
"Damn it, why did I say these things? It affected your mood."
Just when Zhou Zhiruo was a little angry with herself.
Behind them, curses were heard: "Boss, what are you doing? It's bad enough that your noodles are unpalatable, but why are they not even cooked through? With your cooking skills, who gave you the courage to embarrass yourself?"
Gong Wu quickly walked up to the two Ming Cult soldiers and said, "My two generals, I'm really sorry. I just want to make a living. Don't be angry. I will make another one for you."
Just when Gong Wu was apologizing to the two Ming Cult soldiers.
Zhou Zhiruo thought of a way to vent her anger.
Zhou Zhiruo turned around and glanced at the two Ming Cult soldiers with cold eyes.
"I gave her the courage, do you have any objection?"
When the two Ming Cult soldiers saw Zhou Zhiruo's face clearly, they were so scared that they almost fell to their knees.
"Mrs. Zhou, I am so stupid. I really didn't see you. I really didn't know that this noodle shop was owned by you."
"But please don't misunderstand me. This noodle is really not tasty, and it's not cooked yet."
Another Ming Cult soldier also hurriedly said: "Madam Zhou, you must not misunderstand. We are all members of the Ming Cult. We two brothers have always strictly followed the rules of the sect. We have no intention of bullying this girl, nor do we intend to eat and dine for free."
Zhou Zhiruo said coldly: "I didn't say that you bullied this stinky girl. What's hateful is that you ruined my good mood."
"Eat the noodles in front of you, and then get out of here right now."
Those two Ming Cult soldiers didn't dare to say a word.
Zhou Zhiruo has always followed Zhang Wuji in his battles. Everyone in the Ming Cult knows that she has killed countless people.
There are even many legends about Zhou Zhiruo in the Ming Cult. The legend goes, "The more beautiful a woman is, the more ruthless she is in killing people. She is simply a she-devil from hell."
At this moment, the two Ming Cult soldiers only regretted that they didn't have a mouth.
They wolfed down the two bowls of noodles and then ran away crawling.
From beginning to end, Zhang Wuji never turned back and never said a word.
Zhou Zhiruo alone almost scared the two of them to death.
It was not until the two Ming Cult soldiers ran a long way away that Zhang Wuji said with a smile: "Zhiruo, your prestige in the Ming Cult is probably higher than mine."
"Those two brothers just now almost scared you to death."
Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at Zhang Wuji and said, "They deserve it. Jinyang City is so big, there are so many places to eat, but they have to come here. My good mood has been ruined by these two bastards."
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