Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Chapter 539 Hiding Place

But they never gave up, because their hearts were filled with the fire of revenge.

Finally, on a dark and windy night, they found Zhao Wuji's hiding place.

It was a dilapidated temple located deep in the mountains and forests.

Zhang Ling and Xue Ji sneaked into the ruined temple and found Zhao Wuji sitting cross-legged in front of the statue, seemingly practicing some evil skills.

His face was pale and his breathing was disordered, obviously he was seriously injured.

"Zhao Wuji, your death has come!" Zhang Ling roared and swung his sword towards Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes filled with fear. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Zhang Ling's sword, like a flash of lightning, instantly pierced through Zhao Wuji's chest.

"You...you..." Zhao Wuji widened his eyes, full of unwillingness.

"I said, you will die by my sword!" Zhang Ling said coldly.

Zhao Wuji's body slowly fell down, and the light in his eyes gradually lost its luster.

Zhang Ling finally got his revenge, but there was no joy in his heart.

He looked at Zhao Wuji's body, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

His former best friend, now his enemy, died under his sword.

"Zhang Ling..." Xue Ji walked to Zhang Ling and hugged him gently.

Zhang Ling hugged Xue Ji tightly, feeling her warmth.

He knew that he could finally let go of the past and start over.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound of footsteps outside the temple, flickering fire, and shadowy figures, as if a large group of people were coming towards the ruined temple.

Zhang Ling was startled. Who was it? Could it be Zhao Wuji's accomplice?

He clenched the sword in his hand and looked outside the temple vigilantly...

Zhang Ling stared at the man in front of him, as if time had gone back to that bloody night many years ago. Zhao Wuji, this name was like a brand engraved deep in his soul, symbolizing betrayal, hatred and endless pain.

"Long time no see? Haha," Zhang Ling squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing, "I thought you were dead a long time ago, but I didn't expect you were still alive, and living so... comfortably." He deliberately emphasized the last two words, his tone full of sarcasm.

Zhao Wuji didn't care about Zhang Ling's hostility at all. Instead, he chuckled. The laughter echoed in the empty cave, which was particularly harsh. "Thanks to you, I am living a good life. But you don't seem to be living a happy life." He glanced at Zhang Ling's blood and miserable appearance with contempt.

"Why did you bring us here?" Zhang Ling suppressed the anger in his heart. He had to stay calm. Xue Ji was still unconscious and he had to protect her.

"Don't worry, my old friend," Zhao Wuji said slowly, "We have plenty of time to reminisce about the past. But before that," he paused and turned his gaze to the unconscious Xue Ji, "I want to deal with this little trouble first."

Zhang Ling's heart suddenly sank. He clenched the sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Zhao Wuji. "Just try to touch her!"

Zhao Wuji sneered, "Do you think you can still protect her? You can't even protect yourself now." Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed and appeared beside Xue Ji like a ghost.

Zhang Ling was horrified and quickly swung his sword at Zhao Wuji, but Zhao Wuji's speed was so fast that he easily dodged Zhang Ling's attack and slapped Zhang Ling in the chest with his backhand.

Zhang Ling felt a sharp pain in his chest and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He flew backwards and hit the stone wall of the cave heavily.

"Zhang Ling!" Xue Ji groaned in her coma, as if she could feel Zhang Ling's pain.

"Xue Ji!" Zhang Ling struggled to get up, but found that he was so weak that he couldn't even move a finger.

Zhao Wuji walked up to Xue Ji and looked down at her, with a sinister light flashing in his eyes. "This woman is pretty, but it's a pity..."

"You...what do you want to do?" Zhang Ling roared with all his strength.

Zhao Wuji ignored Zhang Ling. He reached out, grabbed Xue Ji's neck and lifted her up.

Xue Ji's breathing became rapid and her face gradually turned pale.

"Stop!" Zhang Ling shouted desperately, "Let her go! Come to me if you have any problem!"

Zhao Wuji sneered, "Do you think I will let you go? You caused me to lose everything back then, today I will make you pay double!"

He exerted force on his hands, and Xue Ji's breathing became weaker and weaker, and she was about to suffocate to death.

Just then, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside the cave.

"What's going on?" Zhao Wuji frowned and turned to look at the cave entrance.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the cave. It was a woman dressed in white. Her face was covered with a veil, revealing only a pair of clear, bright eyes.

"Who are you?" Zhao Wuji asked vigilantly.

The woman did not answer. She slowly walked into the cave, her eyes fell on Zhang Ling, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

"You...you are..." Zhang Ling looked into the woman's eyes and suddenly felt a familiar feeling in his heart.

"Long time no see, Zhang Ling." The woman said softly, her voice as sweet as the sound of nature.

Zhang Ling looked at the woman, and a name suddenly flashed through his mind - Lin Wan'er!

"Wan'er...is that you?" Zhang Ling asked in disbelief.

Lin Wan'er nodded gently. She walked to Zhang Ling's side and helped him up. "It's me. I'm here to save you."

Zhao Wuji looked at Lin Wan'er who suddenly appeared, his eyes full of confusion and vigilance. "What is your relationship?" he asked.

"This has nothing to do with you," Lin Wan'er said coldly, "You'd better leave here now, otherwise..."

"What else?" Zhao Wuji smiled disdainfully, "Just you?"

Lin Wan'er didn't say anything. She slowly took off her veil, revealing a beautiful face.

Zhao Wuji looked at Lin Wan'er's face, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly came back to his senses, "So what if she's pretty? I'm not someone who will be seduced by beauty."

"Really?" Lin Wan'er sneered, and suddenly she attacked and slapped Zhao Wuji with her palm.

Zhao Wuji didn't expect Lin Wan'er to attack suddenly. He tried to resist in a hurry, but Lin Wan'er's palm power was unexpectedly strong. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the whole person flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

"You... who are you?" Zhao Wuji looked at Lin Wan'er in horror. He could never have imagined that this seemingly weak woman actually possessed such powerful strength.

Lin Wan'er ignored Zhao Wuji. She walked to Xue Ji and untied the acupoints for her.

"Cough cough..." Xue Ji coughed a few times and slowly opened her eyes.

"Xue Ji, are you okay?" Zhang Ling asked with concern.

"I'm fine," Xue Ji shook her head. She looked at Lin Wan'er with gratitude in her eyes, "Thank you for saving us."

"You're welcome," Lin Wan'er said with a smile, "We are friends."

Zhao Wuji struggled to get up from the ground. He looked at Lin Wan'er with hatred in his eyes. "You...you just wait!" After he said that, he turned around and fled out of the cave.

"Don't let him run away!" Zhang Ling wanted to chase him but was stopped by Lin Wan'er.

"Let him go," Lin Wan'er said, "The most important thing for us now is to heal our wounds."

Zhang Ling nodded. He knew that Lin Wan'er was right. He was seriously injured now and was no match for Zhao Wuji. If he chased after him rashly, he would only die in vain.

Lin Wan'er took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out two pills, and handed them to Zhang Ling and Xue Ji respectively, "This is a holy medicine for healing, you can take it."

Zhang Ling and Xue Ji took the pills and swallowed them without hesitation.

The pill melted in his mouth, and a warm current instantly flowed through his body. Zhang Ling felt that his injuries were recovering rapidly.

"Wan'er, why are you here?" Zhang Ling asked.

"It's a long story," Lin Wan'er said, "I've been looking for you, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

"You...you have been looking for me?" Zhang Ling's heart was deeply moved. He knew Lin Wan'er's feelings for him, but he had never dared to accept it because he was carrying a blood feud and he didn't want to implicate her.

"Yes," Lin Wan'er nodded, "I have been worried about you. Now that I see that you are okay, I feel relieved."

Zhang Ling looked at Lin Wan'er, his eyes full of tenderness. He reached out his hand and gently stroked Lin Wan'er's cheek, "Wan'er, thank you."

Lin Wan'er smiled gently. She leaned on Zhang Ling's shoulder, feeling his body temperature, her heart filled with happiness.

Just then, footsteps suddenly were heard outside the cave.

"Who is it?" Zhang Ling asked vigilantly.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the cave. It was a man dressed in black with a mask on his face, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Who are you?" the man in black asked coldly.

Zhang Ling's eyes widened in disbelief. Zhao Wuji! This name was like a thunderbolt, exploding in his mind. Three years ago, it was Zhao Wuji who framed him, took away everything from him, and forced him into a dead end. Now, when the enemies meet, they are particularly jealous.

"Long time no see? Ha, I really didn't expect that you were still alive!" Zhang Ling said gritting his teeth, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, and the sword body buzzed, as if responding to the owner's anger.

Zhao Wuji chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Why? Are you surprised to see me? I came here specially to see you, Zhang Ling."

"Looking for me? To eradicate the problem completely?" Zhang Ling sneered.

"Eradication? No, no, you overestimate yourself." Zhao Wuji shook his head, "I came here this time to make a deal with you."

"Deal? What's there to deal between you and me?" Zhang Ling was full of vigilance. He didn't know what Zhao Wuji was up to.

Zhao Wuji walked to the campfire, sat down casually, and said, "I know you are looking for the Seven-Star Begonia to save your little lover, right? I can help you."

Zhang Ling's heart moved. He didn't expect that Zhao Wuji actually knew about Xue Ji.

"What are your conditions?" Zhang Ling asked in a deep voice.

"It's very simple, just help me find something." Zhao Wuji said.

"what?"

"Heavenly Mysterious Treasure Map."

Hearing this name, Zhang Ling was shocked. Tianxuan Treasure Map, according to legend, records the treasure map of ancient artifacts. If you own it, you can gain supreme power.

"You want the Tianxuan treasure map?" Zhang Ling asked.

"That's right." Zhao Wuji nodded, "As long as you help me find the Tianxuan Treasure Map, I will give you the Seven-Star Begonia and promise not to hunt you down again."

Zhang Ling fell into deep thought. He didn't know why Zhao Wuji wanted to find the Tianxuan treasure map, nor did he know whether he would keep his promise. However, in order to save Xue Ji, he had to take a risk.

"Okay, I promise you." Zhang Ling finally agreed to Zhao Wuji's request.

Zhao Wuji smiled with satisfaction and said, "Very good, I believe you will not let me down."

He took out an exquisite box from his arms and handed it to Zhang Ling: "There is a Seven-Star Begonia in it. You can use it to save your little lover."

Zhang Ling took the box, opened it, and saw that there was indeed a bright seven-star begonia inside. He was delighted and quickly fed the seven-star begonia to Xue Ji.

After Xue Ji took the Seven-Star Begonia, her complexion gradually regained its rosy color and her breathing became steady.