My Cold CEO Fiancee

1Ye Lingtian was a man full of vigor. Under special circumstances, he was able to hold his ground not because he had inherited Liu Xiaiyi's legacy (Liu Xiaiwei had lost his key male function after Bole Research Examination), but because he was playing with Tian Xue, who was like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.     1

    

A man crawling among the dead can be sensitive to a potential crisis, just as some creatures would have been uneasy before the earthquake. Ye Lingtian undoubtedly possessed this kind of instinct. Back in the Emei sect encampment, there was also someone who possessed this instinct. Her name was Zheng Ziyun.    

    

At this moment, she was looking at Su Ruirui practicing the Rainfall Sword Technique with a face full of gratification. From afar, Wang Zhiruo was slowly approaching her with a sword in her hand.    

    

"Senior apprentice-sister." Wang Zhiruo walked up to Zheng Ziyun and bowed.    

    

Zheng Ziyun glanced at her. "Did you suffer a loss?"    

    

Wang Zhiruo nodded. "Senior Sister, you already know about it?"    

    

"Bad news will always spread faster than good news. Your disciple's heart is not at peace, and his talent in the Cultivation Level is not high either. It would be strange if he would not suffer a loss." "I've been focusing on the Cultivation Level for the past few years, and have heard about the changes in Emei as well. Before the chaos, there were still some events like this in the Martial Sect, and it seems that it's not an auspicious thing for the Emei to survive this ordeal."    

    

Wang Zhiruo's face darkened as she whispered, "Senior sister, I was wrong. I shouldn't have …"    

    

Zheng Ziyun waved her hands, "Don't say anything else, it's too late!"    

    

Wang Zhiruo nodded and looked at Su Ruirui, who was practicing her swordsmanship not far away. She said softly, "She is very talented, but unfortunately, she might fall in battle soon. Senior Sister, such a good seedling, could it be that you can bear to see her die in vain?"    

    

Zheng Ziyun puffed out her chest and said confidently, "I can't bear it, she won't either."    

    

Rather than letting the younger generation fight it out with us, it would be better for us to let them have their way and wait for the right time, so that these new generation can restore their Emei. " Wang Zhiruo weighed her words and urged, "When it's time for the new generation to escape from this whirlpool, we, as teachers, cannot hesitate in the slightest."    

    

Zheng Ziyun turned her head to look at Wang Zhiruo meaningfully, "Look at what you're saying. You've already found a foothold for the new generation?"    

    

"Yes sir!" Wang Zhiruo whispered into Zheng Ziyun's ear, "Heaven Cloud Mountain!"    

    

"Heaven Cloud Mountain?" Zheng Ziyun clasped her hands behind her back and shook her head, "Zhiruo, do you think people from Heaven Cloud Mountain would have such good intentions? I'm afraid that in the end, Emei has not been avenged, and the so-called elite has been used to the point where not even dregs remain. Furthermore, Yuxiao Palace is approaching menacingly, and with the crafty Ye Lingtian added on, do you really think that Zhao Wuxie is a god? "    

    

"Senior Sister, I don't seem to have a better choice." Wang Zhiruo said helplessly.    

    

"That's because you don't have a better choice, but Emei isn't necessarily the case." "Junior Sister, don't look at me with such a look, just do as you see. After all, my strength is limited, and I can't help that many people. In addition, in my eyes, those so-called new elite generations are too weak."    

    

Wang Zhiruo opened her little mouth, but before she could say anything, she heard Zheng Ziyun say coldly, "Disappeared in front of me. While I'm still in a good mood, I still don't want to fight you."    

    

"Senior Sister, I … I am sorry big senior sister! " As Wang Zhiruo spoke, her eyes turned red.    

    

"You've let down too many people, and today, too many people at the Emei level have let down too many people, which resulted in this calamity. Otherwise, Emei would not have developed to this point in time." Zheng Ziyun closed her eyes and spoke faintly, "Amongst the disciples who died recently, the one I pity the most was Yanyan, she was the one whom the eldest senior sister had chosen the most. She might not be strong in terms of talent in the Cultivation Level, but her grasp of the situation was extremely accurate, and regretfully, you guys did everything possible to suppress her, which was why I ended up suffering in order to enter the Yuanshen and medicine business. Wang Zhiruo, you know that after I heard the news of Yanyan's death, I … How much do I hate you? "    

    

Wang Zhiruo took a step back and said with a trembling voice, "Senior Sister, I …" I can't make up my mind. "    

    

"You can't make a decision? If I can't make a decision, I just want to follow the current Sect Leader and get rid of the people around me? " Zheng Ziyun glanced at Wang Zhiruo in disdain, and waved her hand, "Go on, don't bother with the work over here, I, Zheng Ziyun, am covered in Cultivation Level, and when the Martial Sect is facing a great calamity, if I don't show my face, many people will forget the name 'Emei', and even if I die, after a thousand years, I will still let people remember, Emei's《 Rainfall Sword Art》 is the most beautiful sword technique in the world!"    

    

Wang Zhiruo nodded. "Take care, Senior Sister. We'll meet again in the future!"    

    

"Farewell!" Zheng Ziyun didn't bother to look at Wang Zhiruo's back. With a kind smile on her face, she walked quietly to Su Ruirui's side and said, "Your talent is indeed very high. However, do you understand the current situation?"    

    

Su Ruirui looked at Wang Zhiruo, who was walking further and further away, and whispered, "I occasionally hear some rumors. It seems like everyone has been in a state of panic recently."    

    

"The apocalypse is approaching. Naturally, people are panicking." Zheng Ziyun took a piece of tissue from her pocket and wiped the sweat off Su Ruirui's forehead. "Are you afraid?"    

    

Su Ruirui gripped her sword tightly. "Don't be afraid! Ye Lingtian killed him, so I want to avenge him! Even if I can't use my blade, even if I have to use the sword in my hand to cut his skin, I will still be satisfied. "    

    

Zheng Ziyun praised, "Very good! But nowadays, there are too few young people with such spirit in Emei, you can be considered one. No wonder Yanyan took such pains to get others to recommend you, actually … Actually, she didn't know that asking Xie Wenting for help was unnecessary, and I had always been paying attention to her. I didn't contact her because I wanted to protect her, and even though I, Zheng Ziyun, was from the top of the Cultivation Level, I didn't want to cause too much of a commotion in the Inner Sect. Otherwise, my originally disunited Emei would have been torn apart, and I would have become a sinner in Emei. That doesn't seem to matter anymore. "    

    

"Master, what are you going to do?" Su Ruirui's delicate body trembled from Zheng Ziyun's killing intent.    

    

"I have a lot to do." Zheng Ziyun touched Su Ruirui's face and said softly, "Such a handsome girl, such a strong talent, it's just that your luck is not that good. Compared to Ye Lingtian, who is on the rise, your current strength can't even be described as weak, it's hard to even get close to him. If the heavens do not give you the chance, I will! "    

    

As she spoke to here, Zheng Ziyun took out a jade pendant and a plane ticket from her windbreaker and shoved them into Su Ruirui's hands. She said in a deep voice, "Bring this jade pendant to the Qingdao Mountain Lao Hall.    

    

Mountain Lao Monastery? Su Ruirui was startled. "Master, the Mountain Lao Dao Monastery is even more powerful than the Emei?"    

    

"That's a sect, a legendary sect." Zheng Ziyun patted Su Ruirui's shoulders and laughed, "Even if you don't enter the Mountain Lao temple with your own strength, you can still find a place to stay there. As long as you continue to persevere, you will always follow your luck, and by then, if you don't fly, you will already be able to soar into the sky."    

    

Su Ruirui held the jade pendant tightly and asked softly, "Master, what about you?"    

    

"Me?" Zheng Ziyun arrogantly raised her head, and said in an extremely lofty tone, "As the strongest practitioner of the Cultivation Level in the way of the Emei, with a great enemy invading, if I do not rush to the front, what would my descendants think of Emei?"    

    

Su Ruirui bit her lips and tugged on Zheng Ziyun's sleeve. "Although I have only known you for a short time, I still …" Will you follow me to the Mountain Lao Monastery? "My family is all dead. Yanyan jie is my relative. That day, she also left. I didn't want you to …"    

    

"This is bad!" Zheng Ziyun flung Su Ruirui's small hand away. "Martial Cultivator's dignity and Martial Sect are closely linked together. This concept seems to be a little outdated, but I still treat it as a motto. I want to rely on my actions, and after a hundred years, when people look back at this chaotic world of Martial Sect, they will definitely discover that my, Zheng Ziyun's, name is shining in the annals of history! "    

    

Su Ruirui took a deep breath and nodded, "I understand, I will live up to your expectations!"    

    

Zheng Ziyun turned her back on Lili as she walked forward and said, "Ruirui, you must be deeply in love with that man who fell on the ground in the snow. If it's true love, then you must live for him; if you enter the sect, you still can't defeat Ye Lingtian.    

    

As she spoke, she walked out of the training field and walked along the gravel path to the front door of a villa. The two disciples in charge of security saw Zheng Ziyun slowly approaching with sword in hand and looked at each other.    

    

The older one walked over to Zheng Ziyun and greeted her: "Protector Zheng, we are currently in the middle of an Elder's Meeting. If you have anything to report to Sect Leader, you will have to wait a while."    

    

The corner of Zheng Ziyun's mouth curled up in a smile. She waved her hand, and the older disciple stood there blankly, his acupoint already pierced through.    

    

Seeing Zheng Ziyun suddenly take action, another disciple pulled out his Longsword. Zheng Ziyun held onto her sword hand and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, then stand at the side. I guarantee that if you do, your life will be taken in the blink of an eye."    

    

The disciple broke out in a cold sweat, quickly let go of his sword, and obediently stood to the side.    

    

Zheng Ziyun just walked forward step by step like that. Seeing her rush straight into the secret room, the disciples in charge of security at the villa looked at her for a second time. Then, they moved to the sides and allowed her to walk forward step by step.    

    

Zheng Ziyun walked just like that. Just like twenty years ago, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth as she retreated step by step under the protection of her beloved man. The scene at that time seemed no different from today.    

    

In the end, the man she was protecting still fell, and the other man's heart was broken along with her desperate protection.    

    

That heartbroken person was called Qian Zibai, the former number one expert of Emei, Zheng Ziyun's master.