Chapter 1601

But she had never harbored any improper thoughts toward Ximen Wudi.

But now, Zhao Zirou felt a strong possessive desire rise within her.

She longed to pin him down immediately and brutally ravage him.

"I will definitely claim you!"

Zhao Zirou bit her silver teeth as she spoke.

Immediately.

She took out three pills and fed them to Ximen Wudi.

The pills Zhao Zirou fed to Ximen Wudi were the unique healing pills of the Xian Sect, capable of rapidly restoring injuries.

After Zhao Zirou produced the healing pills, she sensed Ximen Wudi's injuries healing at a visibly rapid pace.

Soon after, Ximen Wudi opened his eyes, stood up, looked at Zhao Zirou, and asked, "Miss Zhao, when shall we marry?"

"Right now…" Zhao Zirou said in a low voice.

Ximen Wudi was slightly surprised.

He had not expected Zhao Zirou to agree so readily.

Zhao Zirou's personality was quite proud; she had long rejected countless suitors.

This time,

she had agreed to marry him.

A look of joy appeared on Ximen Wudi's face.

If he could win such a beauty, it would indeed be a blissful and wonderful thing.

…

Ximen Wudi and Zhao Zirou left the private room.

Zhao Zirou led Ximen Wudi to a tavern at the street corner.

After speaking a few words to the old woman, she departed.

Zhao Zirou then said to Ximen Wudi, "Wait here for me a moment!"

"Mm! Go ahead!"

Ximen Wudi said.

Zhao Zirou left, and after about half an incense stick's time, she returned.

She handed Ximen Wudi a jade tablet and said, "Come here tomorrow at noon to find me!"

Ximen Wudi accepted the jade tablet and replied, "Alright!"

After Zhao Zirou left, Ximen Wudi examined the jade tablet.

The jade tablet recorded a sealing technique.

This was the technique Zhao Zirou passed on to him; she had taught Ximen Wudi a set of secrets.

Then she left a strand of her soul upon the jade tablet.

As long as he followed the secrets on the tablet to activate the technique, Zhao Zirou could sense Ximen Wudi.

She could then contact him through the jade tablet and appear at the agreed location.

Ximen Wudi tucked the jade tablet safely against his body.

The next day.

13:30, the agreed location.

Ximen Wudi arrived at the location Zhao Zirou had specified.

This tavern was called Zui Xian Pavilion.

It was said to have been built by a drunkard.

Ximen Wudi sat down at a window seat on the second floor.

Soon, spirit dishes were brought over, and people gradually began arriving.

Everyone found their own suitable seats.

The seat Ximen Wudi chose was rather secluded.

Thus, there were not many people around him.

But Ximen Wudi paid it no mind.

As he ate, he kept watch on the tavern's movements.

Fifteen minutes later.

Zhao Zirou stepped in.

She wore a white long dress.

Her beauty was breathtaking, her figure tall and voluptuous.

Her simple, unadorned attire added even more elegance.

Zhao Zirou descended to the first floor, glanced around, and sat down in a corner seat.

Ximen Wudi then sat down not far from Zhao Zirou, and the two exchanged a glance, smiling at each other.

Neither spoke again.

Until late at night, the tavern gradually grew quiet.

At that moment, Ximen Wudi and Zhao Zirou rose simultaneously and walked outside.

Just as they stepped out of the tavern, they were surrounded by a group of masked black-clad figures.

"Kill!"

One masked black-clad figure waved his hand.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

In an instant, countless black-clad figures rushed out, then slashed toward Ximen Wudi and Zhao Zirou.

The strength of these masked men was terrifyingly extreme.

The weakest among them had actually reached the peak of the Heavenly God realm, and there were even three experts at the Quasi-Emperor level.

"Boy! You dare provoke our master! Are you truly tired of living?"

A masked man at the Quasi-Emperor level turned his icy eyes toward Ximen Wudi and coldly rebuked him.

"Hahahaha, what kind of thing is your master? Does he even qualify to be called my enemy? Since you've come to die, I'll oblige you!"

Ximen Wudi grinned and threw a punch sweeping outward.

Bang…

Accompanied by the sound of that fierce collision, Ximen Wudi's single punch sent more than a dozen masked black-clad men flying.

"What a fearsome boy, worthy of being the one even my master has his eye on. It seems we must capture this boy and present him to the master!"

Another masked man at the Quasi-Emperor level let out a sinister laugh and pounced toward Ximen Wudi.

That masked man's strength was extremely powerful.

Ximen Wudi dared not be careless and engaged this man in a great battle.

But what depressed Ximen Wudi was that the masked man's defense was simply too monstrous.

Ximen Wudi's attacks slamming into the masked man's body actually couldn't break through the masked man's defense at all.

This scene shocked not only Ximen Wudi but also enraged that masked man immensely. Ximen Wudi punched him again and again, and the aura emanating from the masked man's body grew more and more terrifying.

Bang!

Finally, that masked man seized the opportunity.

He slammed a palm into Ximen Wudi's body.

Ximen Wudi was sent flying by the palm strike.

Ugh!

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Ximen Wudi's face was dark as could be. This man's defense was indeed monstrous—even his magic treasure couldn't break through the masked man's defense.

That masked man snorted coldly and continued to pounce toward Ximen Wudi.

Ximen Wudi hurriedly dodged the masked man's attack.

"Boy, you do run pretty fast, but do you think you can escape from my palm? Today, don't even dream of getting away from me!"

That masked man couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.