A group of female disciples filed in one after another, drawing out their long swords one after another and surrounding the four villains. A graceful young girl walked in slowly.
Duan Yanqing saw the group of women dressed in Emei School costumes, he couldn't help frowning and said: "Miss is the head of the Emei School Zhou?"
"It's my seat, I have met Mr. Duan." Zhou Zhiruo's voice was cold, neither sad nor happy, making it impossible to hear her emotions.
"Wow, there are so many women here at once, I, Yun, can't take it anymore." Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's face, Yun Zhonghe laughed presumptuously.
Zhou Zhiruo's face darkened, and Ye Erniang hurriedly reminded, "Fourth brother, be careful!"
But after all, it was too late, Zhou Zhiruo, who looked like a ghost, ran up to Yun Zhonghe in an instant, and stretched out her hand to grab it. The five fingers are as white as jade, with a strange crystal color emerging, they are really the famous Nine Yin White Bone Claws.
Terrified, Yun Zhonghe hurriedly used his lightness kung fu to dodge aside. Although he avoided the throat, Zhou Zhiruo still caught his shoulder, and his skin was ripped open immediately, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Zhou Zhiruo was about to cripple his arm completely, but at this moment Duan Yanqing had already reacted and raised his iron rod to poke at her vest from afar.
Kicking Yun Zhonghe with one kick, he swung his waist with the force of the shock, and moved three feet away out of thin air. But Duan Yanqing secretly groaned. Just now, in order to save Yun Zhonghe, he resorted to the strategy of encircling Wei and saving Zhao. Because he was afraid of Zhou Zhiruo's swiftness, he did not spare any strength in this stab, but Zhou Zhiruo abruptly moved aside, which caused his stab Facing the crane in the cloud.
Yun Zhonghe had just narrowly escaped from Zhou Zhiruo's men, and before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he found the boss's iron rod piercing his chest, and was almost scared to death.
Duan Yanqing thought that if he wanted to seize the throne, he would naturally need helpers. Although Yun Zhonghe's death was not a pity, but it was his rare confidant, it was a pity to kill him.
In the blink of an eye, Duan Yanqing moved the iron staff a few inches away, and thrust it into the floor next to him, sparks flew everywhere. Zhou Zhiruo had already seized the opportunity to attack, and the offensive and defensive situation changed immediately. Duan Yanqing was already unable to move, so he could only focus on the crutch stuck in the floor, and deal with it with one hand and one stick.
Ye Erniang and South Sea Crocodile God saw that the boss was in a dangerous situation, so they rushed forward brandishing their weapons. Zhou Zhiruo untied the long whip and waved it in front of the two of them with a swipe sound. Ma, the whole body was rolled to the ground by the shock, and Ye Erniang was knocked into the air by one of her two knives, but she couldn't stop backing up. The situation was slightly better than that of the South Sea Crocodile God.
The two were quickly surrounded by the Emei sect disciples who had reacted, and fell into a scuffle, unable to help anymore.
Duan Yanqing got a chance to breathe, and was about to take back the other crutch, but Zhou Zhiruo's long whip did not stop, and took advantage of the opportunity to wrap around the crutch on the ground.
Feeling a strange force coming, Duan Yanqing swayed, unable to maintain his balance anymore, and rolled to the ground in embarrassment. Just as she was about to get up, Zhou Zhiruo grabbed her by the throat, seeing the power of her Nine Yin White Bone Claws, Duan Yanqing secretly exclaimed, "My life is over!"
Unexpectedly, Yun Zhonghe's voice came from not far away: "Stop!"
Zhou Zhiruo restrained Duan Yanqing, as long as she spit out her strength, she would be able to finish this peerless murderer. When she heard Yun Zhonghe's voice, she was not in a hurry, and turned her head to see what he had to say.
As soon as he made eye contact with her, Yun Zhonghe felt a chill in his heart, put the rotten silver crane claws on Song Qingshu's neck, and quickly said: "If you dare to hurt our boss, I will kill this little boy surnamed Song."
"If you want to kill, kill it, what does it matter to me?" Zhou Zhiruo wondered.
On the contrary, Yun Zhonghe was taken aback by her attitude, and quickly reacted, turning into anger from embarrassment: "Sect Leader Zhou really despises our IQ too much, who in Jianghu doesn't know that Song Qingshu is your husband?"
"Really?" Zhou Zhiruo stared at Bingxue'er in Song Qingshu's arms, her eyes turned cold, "Didn't you see that he is still hugging other women in his arms? How could such a heartless man be my husband."
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassingly: "I haven't seen you for a few months, I didn't expect your martial arts to improve a lot."
Bingxue'er's pretty face was flushed, she just felt wronged and embarrassed, the two of them had nothing to do, but now it was like Xiao San was caught by Zheng Gong, she wished there was a seam on the floor to get in.
Yun Zhonghe was also startled, subconsciously retorted: "Isn't it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?"
Song Qingshu smiled gratifiedly: "Yun Zhonghe, after so long, you finally said something human."
"Shut up!"
Zhou Zhiruo and Yun Zhonghe said in unison.
Yun Zhonghe chuckled: "It seems that the head of Zhou still cares about your husband. If so, how about we make a deal, I let your husband go, you let our boss go, and we will part ways from now on, and today's matter will be exposed?"
"Song Qingshu has always wanted to kill this person, but it's a pity that his martial arts is too high, and he fails every time. This time, it's rare to encounter him capsized in the gutter. If you want to kill him, just kill him. But you made me unable to do it myself. Killing the enemy with one hand, afterward, this seat will let you live or die."
The cold wind blew in from outside the door, Zhou Zhiruo's skirt moved lightly, and her delicate body seemed to be shaken by the blowing, but at this moment, the life and death of the people in the room were all in her hands, and she felt a chill in her heart, No one dared to treat her as a delicate little girl.
Yun Zhonghe's face suddenly collapsed, he just felt that it was wrong to let go, and it was wrong not to let go, so he couldn't help but looked at Song Qingshu with a mournful face: "Brother, what kind of wife are you?"
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, but before he could speak, Bingxueer spoke first: "Miss Zhou, this is your fault, uncle... No matter what Song Qingshu says, he is also your husband. Great enmity, makes you want to kill him?"
"Master Zhou, is there some misunderstanding?" Min Rou had a good impression of Song Qingshu, only that he was as gentle as a cloud, and really couldn't figure out why Zhou Zhiruo would be so heartless.
"That's right, pretty sister, Uncle Song is a good person." Miao Ruolan also said coquettishly.
Zhou Zhiruo's face was cloudy and uncertain, she couldn't say it was because of that incident, in the eyes of outsiders, they were husband and wife, and it was normal for them to act as husband and wife...
"I didn't expect you to be quite attractive, so many women would speak for you." Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Qingshu and sneered.
Song Qingshu responded with a smile: "I was originally a man who pleases women, but it's a pity that you alone don't seem to feel my charm."
Hearing his brazen words, Min Rou's face turned red all of a sudden, Bing Xue'er also spit secretly, Miao Ruolan giggled and said, "Shame, uncle is really shameless."
"Yun Zhonghe, as long as you kill the woman in Song Qingshu's arms, I can consider letting you live." Zhou Zhiruo pondered for a moment, then suddenly said.
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