Xiao Zhao, who was leaning in Lu Xiao's arms, was about to speak when he heard Lu Xiao say: "Don't talk. Do you want to walk all the way back to Guangmingding?"

What Xiao Zhao originally wanted to say was that the six major sects wanted to besiege Guangmingding. These people were probably disciples of the six major sects. It would undoubtedly be very dangerous for them to go to Guangmingding and go with them.

But walking all the way back…

Xiao Zhao rationally chose to shut up.

The carriage was speeding along, and it was obvious that the group of them seemed to be in a hurry.

Fortunately, the road was relatively flat and the carriage was spacious enough, so even if they were traveling at a fast pace, the people sitting in the carriage would not feel too bumpy.

On the carriage.

After getting in the car, Lu Xiao's eyes almost never left Zhou Zhiruo.

This Zhou Zhiruo in disguise was obviously not so attractive to him, he was just pretending to be affectionate.

Seemingly noticing Lu Xiao's gaze, Zhou Zhiruo asked Lu Xiao while taking care of her burned fellow disciple: "Young Master, do you still know what I call you?"

"My name is...Zeng Aniu." As he said that, he pointed to Xiao Zhao beside him and said, "My sister's name is Zeng Abao."

"What disease does your sister have?" Seeing Xiao Zhao's weak face, Zhou Zhiruo asked with concern.

Lu Xiao sighed and said helplessly: "I'm not sure, I just heard that she kept saying that she was cold. Where is your senior sister, she seems to be burned?"

"We are disciples of the Emei sect, and we fought against the Fiend Cult's Liehuo Banner people. My senior sister fell into the trap and was unfortunately injured." Zhou Zhiruo's face was full of sadness.

A woman, especially a young woman, is burned by fire and her face is injured. She doesn't know whether she can recover, but it is even more uncomfortable than suffering serious internal injuries.

Before Lu Xiao could speak, he heard Xiao Zhao sarcastically saying: "If you can't beat me, you can't beat me. Why are you bragging?"

As a member of the Ming Cult and the Emei Sect who calls them the Demon Cult, she is naturally unable to deal with them. It is not surprising that she would say this.

Lu Xiao didn't mean to blame her, but they were sitting in someone else's carriage, and the atmosphere was inevitably a little awkward. He couldn't help but glare at Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao pretended to be uncomfortable and said: "Oh, I feel so cold and uncomfortable."

"I didn't expect it to happen again. She has several attacks every day. She will feel better after taking a short rest." Lu Xiaochao explained to Zhou Zhiruo.

Hearing this, the awkward look on Zhou Zhiruo's face dissipated a lot, and she said, "Maybe my master can diagnose your sister to see what kind of disease she has."

"Really, that's great." Lu Xiao said gratefully.

She is a disciple of the Emei sect, so isn't her master Master Miejie? Xiao Zhao didn't mind that her life had reached this point when she asked Miejie to see a doctor for her. She said hurriedly: "Brother, I don't want her master to see a doctor for me.

, our home-made local medicine is very effective."

Lu Xiao: "..."

"My sister is a little afraid of seeing the doctor." Lu Xiao explained again.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled and nodded.

Seeing a smile on her face, Lu Xiao pretended to be looking for it on her body, handed a box to Zhou Zhiruo and said: "This is my homemade burn ointment. Just apply it on the burned area and it will relieve the pain. If you insist on applying it,

, and has the effect of removing scars. Just accept it."

Of course, this ointment was not homemade, it was a reward for signing in. In addition to the box in his hand, he also had many more.

Hearing that it could relieve pain and remove scars, Zhou Zhiruo looked surprised and said, "It must be very difficult to make this ointment. I'll give you some money."

Lu Xiao pointed at the amber on her body and said with a gentle smile: "Forget the money, this box of ointment is just the car payment paid by the two of us, brother and sister."

Seeing him pointing at the amber, Zhou Zhiruo's heart was full of sweetness, but this was something only she and Lu Xiao knew. She didn't know that there was actually another person who knew it, namely Zhang Wuji who gave her the amber.

Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly opened the ointment and wanted to apply it for her senior sister, but another Emei disciple held her wrist without any trace. As soon as she saw the other person's eyes, Zhou Zhiruo understood what she meant.

It's just that they are worried that the identities of the two brothers, Lu Xiao, are unknown and they cannot easily use their medicine.

"I believe him." Zhou Zhiruo said lightly, broke away from the other party's hand, dipped a little ointment into her delicate jade fingers, and applied it to the senior sister's arm.

As soon as the wound on his arm came into contact with the ointment, the injured Emei disciple let out a moan*, but everyone in the carriage could hear that the sound was not painful, but full of joy and comfort.

Zhou Zhiruo no longer hesitated and continued to apply.

"Zhiruo, what ointment did you apply on me? It's cool and comfortable. I feel much better." The female disciple, who had frowned even when she was unconscious before, now opened her eyes and said with a relaxed expression.

Hearing her words, the Emei disciples, including Zhou Zhiruo, all looked happy.

"Brother Zeng, I didn't expect your medicine to be so effective." Zhou Zhiruo looked at Lu Xiao affectionately and said with gratitude.

Lu Xiao smiled and said: "It's best if it works. Remember to apply it to her every day."

"Um…"

Before she finished speaking, the curtain in front of the carriage was opened, and the Emei disciple sitting outside said: "Zhiruo, we are almost at the place agreed with the six major sects."

Before it was time for a cup of tea, the carriage stopped.

The mountains stretch here, right at the foot of Guangmingding Mountain.

Not far away, the flags of the six major factions were linked together. They camped here, intending to discuss the strategy of attacking Guangmingding.

All the disciples of the Emei Sect left the carriage, except Lu Xiao, who had not gotten off because Xiao Zhao fell asleep.

Zhou Zhiruo stood in front of the carriage and said to Lu Xiao with a gentle expression: "Brother Zeng, see you in the world."

"Okay, see you in the world."

After Zhou Zhiruo left, a voice suddenly sounded in Lu Xiao's ear: "Master, are you reluctant to part with me?"

"I'm just waiting for you to wake up."

"Don't lie to me. In the car today, your eyes never left Miss Zhou. Xiao Zhao is right, right?" Xiao Zhao revealed without mercy.

Lu Xiao touched her head and said with a smile: "She is an old friend of mine. We haven't seen her for many years."

"You want to tell me that she has known you earlier than I have known you?" Xiao Zhao said disdainfully: "I know, sixteen years."

"Why, are you still a jealous person?"

"Who is jealous? I'm not." Xiao Zhao's pretty face suddenly turned crimson.

Lu Xiao held her in his arms and said softly: "Go back to Guangmingding first and find a safe place. I will cure the cold poison on your body."

"If I don't need to detoxify, the cold poison won't kill me."

"Don't worry, even if I detoxify you, I can still hold you."
Chapter completed!