The young gentleman took Song Jinyu and climbed up the hillside together. Niaoniao and Cheng Song followed. Seeing that it was getting late, the group decided to go to a nearby valley after discussion.
Meanwhile, the guards who had been following Song Jinyu were scattered by the flood. Seeing that Song Jinyu and her servants were out of sight, they immediately regrouped, sent people to search, and at the same time sent a message back to Liuzhou City.
Song Jinyu felt sad seeing the mountain flood had passed through, inundating countless fields.
"Thank you, sir, for saving my life!" Song Jinyu thanked the gentleman. A smile like a blooming flower suddenly appeared on the gentleman's originally cold and distant face.
"It's nothing. I only save beautiful ladies..." Song Jinyu was stunned by the drawn - out pronunciation of "beautiful lady". How could such a good - looking person be so, so unreliable!
She looked at him seriously and said, "Sir, you're joking."
Seeing the gentleman getting closer to Song Jinyu, Cheng Song immediately raised his hand to block his way.
"I'm Ming Ruyi." The name sounded like a woman's. Song Jinyu secretly despised herself in her heart. She shouldn't casually judge others.
Thinking of this, she introduced herself generously, "Song Jinyu..."
"Eh?"
Ming Ruyi asked curiously, "Normally, girls won't reveal their given names to strangers."
"Could it be that you, my beauty, have taken a fancy to me?" Song Jinyu was stunned by his words.
Disbelief flashed in her eyes. "Your imagination is really rich!"
But before they could continue talking, Cheng Song suddenly said, "No good! There's an ambush!"
Song Jinyu felt nervous, and Niaoniao protected her.
Ming Ruyi, however, looked calm. "Just a few petty thieves. How dare they block my way?"
"What a spoilsport! Humph..."
The lingering feminine tone of that "humph" gave Song Jinyu goosebumps. He was even more like a woman than she was. It was really indescribable.
Ming Ruyi glanced at her. "Beauty, watch closely!"
The man spun into the air and opened a folding fan. He landed gracefully among the black - clothed men. The folding fan was a specially - made mechanism fan that immediately turned into something like a rake in the battle. The man moved through the black - clothed men at an extremely fast speed. Before Cheng Song could join the fight,
the battle was already over. Although the black - clothed men were still standing, they didn't move. Soon, they all fell to the ground one by one. This shocked Song Jinyu and the others.
"He's really a capable person!"
Hearing this, Ming Ruyi put away his folding fan and said coquettishly, "Beauty, am I not bad?"
Well, yes. There was disbelief in Song Jinyu's eyes, but she still politely said, "Sir, you're really capable!"
However, she didn't want to communicate with him further, so she said, "Well, let's part ways here." She was really afraid of getting involved with such a mysterious figure in the Jianghu. There would surely be a lot of trouble.
Ming Ruyi seemed a bit hurt. He pouted and said, "Beauty, where are you going?" Song Jinyu had no choice but to tell him that she was going to the capital to visit her relatives. He opened his eyes wide. "What a coincidence! I'm also going to the capital to visit my relatives."
Regretting her own talkativeness, she had to go on the road with this inexplicable "gentleman" with a long face. Niaoniao and Cheng Song glanced at each other and decided to "take good care" of this unusual gentleman.
Zhongli Mingye saw that the heavy rain kept falling. He was worried about Song Jinyu's safety. He somewhat regretted letting her leave Liuzhou City. He always felt more at ease when the girl was by his side.
It wasn't until the guard came to report that they had lost track of Song Jinyu. Zhongli Mingye was stunned! He couldn't believe it. His eyes instantly turned red. "Search for her!"
He sat there in a daze on the chair, his mood gloomy. The charming appearance of the girl had just left his sight not long ago. How could this happen?
"Don't tell the Song family about this for now."
Recalling the sweet entanglement of lips and tongues that day and the girl's blushing face with affectionate eyes, it gradually drew him into the abyss.
He mounted his horse, with more determination in his eyes. "Song Jinyu, wait for me!"
Qingfeng and Xingjian blocked his way. "My lord, if someone with ill - intentions finds out about your trip, the emperor will punish you!"
Zhongli Mingye's eyes were red. "You're asking for death..."
Xingjian didn't care and only wanted what was best for him. "Miss Song is a lucky person. If you go, you'll surely give the crown prince a handle against you."
Qingfeng said nothing and stood in front with his sword drawn.
Micui rushed over. Seeing them in a stalemate, she boldly stepped forward and said, "My lord, this trip is very dangerous."
"Princess Heyi's birthday is approaching. You've found a treasure and need to escort it there in person."
Zhongli Mingye gave her an appreciative look.
Hearing this, Xingjian and Qingfeng no longer blocked him. So the group of people prepared to set off to find out Song Jinyu's whereabouts.
Ouyang Jinse was extremely excited when he heard the news that the spiritual root planting base on Tianmen Mountain had been destroyed by the heavy rain.
"This is really a chance given by God!"
After seeing off the second elder of Tianmen Mountain, he made a decision alone in the main hall.
"This time, Tianmen Mountain must fall."
A hint of ambition gradually showed on his evil and charming lips. Song Jinyu..., after the whole Tianmen Mountain collapses, will you still be so proud?
That man? He's just a stepping - stone for the crown prince to ascend the throne!
He made up his mind that once he caught Song Jinyu, he would imprison her, enjoy her company day after day, year after year!
Miao Yun sent a message to the Bai brothers in Yuzhou through Yan Fei. Wen Sirong personally sent people to look for a new spiritual root planting base, hoping to grow the spiritual roots before the Mid - Autumn Festival. Given the emperor's current suspicion of Tianmen Mountain, if there were no more spiritual pills to offer, Tianmen Mountain would disappear from the Jianghu in no time.
Dragging his sick body, Miao Yun looked into the distance. At present, Tianmen Mountain was facing both internal and external troubles. He had noticed the actions of the Jinshui Palace. Now the Elder Council seemed to be trying to bypass him. With the current crisis of the spiritual roots, he had to make a plan.
He wondered when Little Eleven would return.