"You mean, you can communicate with us easily with any magic you have? Your original language must be something we can't understand, right?" Zhou Zhiruo was smart after all, and she had already obtained a lot of useful information from this sentence: "This little girl named Hermione has obviously a strong background. This magic is also very powerful. It can instantly learn the other person's language and take things from the air. If this is true, then this little child named Hermione seems to have to be kept."

Hermione is just a 14 or 15-year-old child, so she naturally doesn't think so much. She is thinking about how to have fun here and how to go home. Of course, if you can get something else and go home, it would be even better. So the girl bit her finger, then nodded, and said, "I couldn't understand it at the beginning, but I could understand it by using a language magic. Big sister, the architectural style here is so interesting, it's something I've never seen in my hometown."

"Well, not only the architecture is interesting, but there are many other interesting things here. For example..." Zhou Zhiruo stood up, walked to a small wooden stool in Shuiyue Temple, and reached out to press the wooden stool: "We have very powerful martial arts here, I think it must be no less than the magic in yours." She said lightly, but after her palms left the stool, she actually left a clear palm print on the stool.

The palm print was about half an inch deep, and it was clearly printed, and you could even see the palm lines left on it.

Zhou Zhiruo showed such profound skills, and Su Ningzi and Shi Feixuan both shouted loudly.

"Wow." It's obvious that Hermione was indeed shocked by Zhou Zhiruo's skill: "Big sister, your martial arts are so powerful? Let's look at your hands, okay?" As she said that, Hermione grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's hand, looked up and down, left and right, and even stretched out her fingers to pinch it: "You have such a soft hand, how did you do it, sister?"

"If you want, you can do it too." Zhou Zhiruo smiled and patted Hermione on the shoulder: "If you are not very anxious, you can also learn martial arts with Feixuan here. Then we will find a way to send you home, okay?"

"Really? Can I learn powerful martial arts?" Little Hermione was obviously tempted that she could not refuse: "I want to learn! Well, big sister. I can't learn your martial arts in vain. I can tell you the magic I know."

The task was completed. Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "Can you remember your magic?"

Hermione had a confident face. She patted her small breasts that were barely a little bigger. She said proudly: "Of course. Actually, I have a strong logical thinking. Remember how I learned those magic. This kind of thing will not hurt me."

"That's good." Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said to Shi Feixuan: "Take this little sister Hermione around. Have a meal with us in the evening. Starting tomorrow, you will practice martial arts with Hermione."

"Yeah, okay!" Shi Feixuan stepped forward excitedly and grabbed Hermione: "Miss, let's go and have fun."

They are all children, so they naturally have no resistance to any novel things. Soon, the two little girls ran out to play with each other.

After the two of them left, Su Ningzi looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a smile and said, "Sister Zhou, you must have any ideas about this little Hermione, right?"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded and said, "This little girl's magic is very magical. I have a premonition that through her, we, Cihang Jingzhai, will be able to cheer up soon. Do you still remember the magic broom she mentioned at the beginning?"

"Well, remember, what's wrong?" Su Ningzi asked curiously.

"She said that her magic broom could take her here. What do you think of this sentence?" Zhou Zhiruo said slowly.

Su Ningzi thought about it carefully and suddenly said in surprise: "Sister Zhou, what do you mean is that she really has that magic broom that can take people to fly?"

"There must be." Zhou Zhiruo said: "Think about it, how can she, a 14 or 15-year-old girl, come to our Hengshan Mountain? If she was walking, even if she was really lost, she would not be separated from her family. Moreover, you have seen the magic she used before, which is indeed very different from our martial arts."

"So, I'm sure the magic broom thing she said was absolutely true. And my idea is..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Zhiruo showed an unfathomable smile on her face: "This Hermione is definitely a good baby. We must make everyone be kind to her. In this way, the future development of our Cihang Jingzhai will be absolutely surprisingly rapid and powerful!"

"Brother Wuji, Brother Chen Xiao, this time, I must surprise you. Humph, I, Zhou Zhiruo, aren't someone who only relies on men."

Although Zhou Zhiruo likes Zhang Wuji very much, her personality is strong. Naturally, she doesn't want to rely on Zhang Wuji and Chen Xiao for help. After all, she is already the head of Cihang Jingzhai today and needs everything to be considered for the sect.

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At the same time, the Great Liao Kingdom in the north.

It was approaching the Spring Festival. The temperature in the south was still warm, but the snow was already heavy in the north. Since the end of Shen Lie's battle that day, Xiao Feng took Azhu back to the Great Liao Kingdom for healing.

On the day, it was snowing heavily. Azhu wore a sable fur and came to the missionary hall where Xiao Feng was in seclusion and recuperated, and said, "Brother Xiao, how are your injuries? I'm suffocating in the city. Can you accompany me to hunt? It's time to go, it's time to get better."

Xiao Feng was in seclusion in the palace and practiced his wounds, and was also frustrated. He heard her say this and was very happy. He rarely disobeyed Azhu's nature and ordered his subordinates to prepare horses to hunt. He did not like to fight against the crowd, so he only brought several followers to serve Azhu. He was afraid that the people would make a fuss. He changed into the sheepskin robe worn by ordinary soldiers, brought a bow and a bag of scribbling, and then rode westward with Azhu.

The group of people was more than ten miles away from the city and only hit a few little rabbits. Xiao Feng felt the injuries on his body. He had recovered a lot over the years and immediately said, "Let's try it in the south again."

He turned his horse's head, turned to the south, and walked for more than twenty miles. He saw a deer running out from the slanting thorn. Azhu took the bow and the bowstring and let go. With a whistle, the feather arrow shot out, and the deer fell down in response. The followers cheered: "Miss Mother's good arrow technique!" Everyone knows the relationship between Azhu and Xiao Feng. Although he is naughty, he is extremely kind. All the followers are the old people around him, so they are naturally willing to do their best to compliment.

Azhu let go of the hand holding the bow and smiled at Xiao Feng. He saw that his eyes were full of gentle expressions, but he was a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and said, "What's wrong? Why do you look at me like this?"

Xiao Feng took a deep breath and said, "Oh, looking back on that day, if my fifth brother had not asked you to help expose the true face of Mrs. Ma in the apricot forest, how could you and I have such a fate? Xiao was just a rude man. There was a sudden change of that day. If it weren't for you and my fifth brother, I would have made a big mistake in impulse, then everything would have been too late."

Azhu nodded, gently pulled Xiao Feng's hand and said, "Brother Xiao, if it weren't for Brother Chen Xiao, how could I be so happy? Brother Xiao, when your injury is healed, let's go into the pass and play again. I miss Sister Abi too."

Xiao Feng said: "Okay, I must go. I also want to find him to drink. At that time, we looked for the Jingqi grass. Later, I heard that my fifth brother came out of seclusion and everything was safe and sound. Now, it has been a long time since I calculated that, and I really thought about it."

While speaking, suddenly, the sound of horse hooves in the south of Pentax, and a large group of people came from the snow. Xiao Feng looked at the distance from the place where the hooves came, and saw that the group of people were all Liao soldiers, but they were flags. The officers and soldiers were singing loudly and singing, and they were very happy. Many prisoners were tied up behind the horse, as if they had returned from a victory. Xiao Feng thought: "We did not fight with people, where did these people fight?" Seeing that the officers and soldiers went back to the city east, they said to their followers: "Go and ask, which team of people are and what are they doing?"

The follower replied, "Yes!" and then said, "It's our brothers who are back from Caogu." He rode his horse toward the officers and soldiers.

He rushed to the vicinity and said a few words. When the officers and soldiers heard that the king of the South Courtyard was here, they cheered loudly, jumped off their horses, held the reins in their hands, walked quickly to Xiao Feng, bowed and saluted, and said in unison: "King Qiansheng!"

Xiao Feng raised his hand and returned the greeting, "Forget it!" Seeing that there were about 800 officers and soldiers in this group, the horses were covered with clothes and utensils, and there were seven or eight hundred tigers led by them. Most of them were young women, and some young men were all wearing golden clothes, and they were all crying.

The captain said, "It's our Heladu team's turn to play the grass valley today. The harvest of the king is really good." He turned around and shouted. "Everyone gave the most beautiful girl and the best gold, silver and treasures. Please use it for the king."

The officers and soldiers responded in unison: "Yes!" They pushed more than 20 girls to Xiao Feng's horse, and there were also gold and silver jewelry in front of them, piled them on a felt. The officers and soldiers looked at Xiao Feng, and their eyes showed respect and hope, and they realized that it was a great honor if the king of the South Court was willing to accept the women's jade and silk.

It turned out that because of the brotherly relationship between Xiao Feng, the king of the South Court and Chen Xiao, the prince and the prince of the Central Plains, the Liao and Dahua were also in good terms. Through Murong Bo's pursuit and winning over, they had formed an offensive and defensive alliance. However, because of Murong Bo, Daliao and the bordering Dajin were increasingly severe. Although these Daliao officers and soldiers no longer went to Dahua Dajiao Valley, they changed their target to Dajin.

Although the target has been changed, whether it is the Dahua officers and soldiers who captured the Khitan people or the Khitan officers and soldiers who captured the Dajin people, the miserable expressions of the captured people are actually the same. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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