Chapter - 440 The Bride's Pale Arms Parts the Red Clothing (15)

"Xiao Wangye," Zhang Wuji turned to Wang Baobao, "Please persuade your honorable sister."

Wang Baobao felt strange, he thought for a moment then said with a cold laugh, "Hey hey, your acting is not bad. What kind of trick are you playing? Your palm is on her vital acupoint, of course she will say whatever you want her to say. Such rubbish!"

Zhang Wuji dismounted the horse immediately. Two of the Eight Divine Archers assumed he was going to attack Wang Baobao. 'Swish, swish!' two arrows flew with a strong gust of wind toward him. Zhang Wuji's left hand pulled and pushed, utilizing the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi divine skill, two wolf-tooth arrows turned around with an even stronger gust of wind. 'Bang, bang!' the arrows struck and broke the bows in their masters' hands. If those two archers did not move fast enough, they would have suffered serious injuries. Even after they struck the bow, the power of these arrows did not diminish; they continued their flight until they hit the ground, with the arrow tails sticking up, the eagle feather vibrated incessantly. Everybody was stunned.

Zhang Wuji stood some distance away from Zhao Min and said, "Miss Zhao, please return home to tend your injury, I will find a way to see you again."

Zhao Min shook her head. "Which palace doctor is better than you are?" she asked, "You are sending me to my death."

Wang Baobao saw that Zhang Wuji had left his sister's side, yet she still insisted on going together with him. He was surprised, but also angry. He said to the Xuanming Elders, "I will have to bother two gentlemen to protect my humble sister. Let us go!"

"Yes!" the Xuanming Elders replied, and went to Zhao Min's horse.

"Mr. Lu and Mr. He," Zhao Min said in loud voice, "I have an important matter I need to take care with Zhang Jiaozhu. Our power is not enough. The two of you better come with me."

The Xuanming Elders cast a glance toward Wang Baobao. Lu Zhangke said, "The Devil Cult's devil head is so crafty, it is inappropriate for Junzhu [princess] to be associated with him too much. We'd better come home with Xiao Wangye to the palace."

Zhao Min knitted her pretty brows, "So the two of you are listening to my brother's order, but not mine anymore?" she asked.

Lu Zhangke smiled and said, "Xiao Wangye has Junzhu's well-being in his mind."

"Humph," Zhao Min snorted. To Wang Baobao she said, "Gege, I have received Father's permission long ago to roam the Jianghu alone, you don't have to worry about me, I can take care of myself. When you see Father, please send my respects to him."

Wang Baobao knew their father had always doted on his beloved daughter, so he did not want to force his will too much; but if he let her go alone with the Devil Cult's Cult Leader, he would never be able to set his own mind at ease. He looked at Zhao Min who was crouching on the saddle, she looked so frail and tender; but as she was lifting the rein to go west, he spread out his arms to block her and said, "Good sister, Father will be here shortly. Why don't you wait for a little while? It won't be too late for you to go after reporting everything to him."

Zhao Min laughed, "As soon as Father comes, I can't leave," she said, "Gege, I don't meddle in your business, I ask you not to meddle in mine."

Again Wang Baobao looked at Zhang Wuji, sizing him up; he noticed that Zhang Wuji's body was like jade, his face handsome. It was obvious from his sister's manner of speaking that she had fallen in love with him. But the Ming Cult revolted against the government and caused lots of problem; thus this man was the enemy of the imperial government. If his sister was bewitched by this devil, the disaster they were facing was not small. Thereupon he waved his left hand and shouted his order, "Arrest this devil head first!"

Lu Zhangke brandished his deer staff, He Biweng moved his crane pens; together they created one golden ray and two circular black shadows striking toward Zhang Wuji.

Zhao Min knew the Xuanming Elders' power very well. Even if Zhang Wuji were stronger, but with one against two, plus he did not have any weapon in his hand, Zhao Min was afraid he might be injured. "Xuanming Er Lao!" she called out, "If you harm Zhang Jiaozhu, I am going to report it to Father, and he will not spare you."

Wang Baobao was indignant. "Everybody has the right to punish a rebel," he said, "Xuanming Er Lao, kill this little devil head, Fu Wang [Father King] and I will reward you handsomely." And then he added, "Mr. Lu, Xiao Wang [young prince – referring to self] will add four beautiful women for you, I guarantee you will not be disappointed."

These brother and sister were giving them conflicting order; one wanted to kill him, the other said he must not be harmed. The Xuanming Elders were in a difficult position. Finally, Lu Zhangke winked at his martial brother and said in a low voice, "Seize him alive."

Suddenly Zhang Wuji launched the martial art from Sheng Huo Ling; his body slanted slightly, his right arm bent from the elbow, and then turned around from an unthinkable direction and 'Slap!' Lu Zhangke's ear was slapped heavily. "Try to seize me alive!" he shouted.

As he suddenly suffered a great setback, Lu Zhangke was startled and angry at the same time; but he was a top ranking martial art expert, his mind was clear. He twirled his deer-head staff that even wind and rain would not penetrate it. Zhang Wuji wanted to continue with another sneak attack, but he was unable to do so because of this tight defense.

Zhao Min pulled her reins to make her horse jump forward, but Wang Baobao swept his whip. 'Crack!' it hit Zhao Min's horse right above its left eye. The horse made a long neigh in pain, and its front legs gave up.

Zhao Min was still weak from her injury, she was almost thrown away from her saddle. "Gege," she angrily said, "Must you stop me?"

"Good sister," Wang Baobao said, "Follow me home. Gege will apologize to you later."

"Gege," Zhao Min said, "If you stop me, someone is going to die a terrible death then Zhang Jiaozhu is going to hate me to the bone. It will be hard for your meizi … your meizi to live."

"What are you talking about?" Wang Baobao said, "The martial art experts in the Ruyang Palace are as numerous as the clouds, they can protect you all around. Let's not talk about this little devil head trying to harm you; he cannot even see you even if he wants to."

Zhao Min sighed. "It's exactly because I am afraid I cannot see him again," she said, "If that happens, I … I don't want to live anymore."

These two, brother and sister, were very close ever since their childhood; they always told each other everything. Therefore, she did not hesitate to tell him her true feelings for Zhang Wuji.

Wang Baobao was angry. "Meizi," he said, "You are confused. You are a Mongolian princess, you are like a tree with golden branch and jade leaves, how can you fall in love with a crude man, a lowly dog? If Father finds out, how can he, Senior, not be angry with you?"

He waved his left hand, and three of his warriors went forward to attack. By this time Zhang Wuji and the Xuanming Elders were competing internal energy. A few 'zhang's around them, the strong gust of wind was as sharp as the knife, how could these three warriors launch their attacks?