Song Qingshu thought in his heart, Zhang Wuji's martial arts are world-class, and he is also the leader of Mingjiao. Mingjiao can fight against Mongolia in the Western Regions, which shows that the Mingjiao has a huge momentum. Now that he is a cripple, he has no martial arts and no power. How can he take revenge? A feeling of powerlessness spread all over the body for a moment.
However, Zhou Zhiruo's coquettish and shallow words from time to time, like drums in battle, stimulated his fighting spirit bit by bit. Song Qingshu gradually calmed down and cleared his mind.
The meridian is broken, and I have to find a way to fix it. I can roughly remember the Nine Yin Manual and the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon in Yitian Sword and Dragon Saber. Coupled with the familiarity with Musashi in this world, I must practice it into a peerless martial arts It is not difficult, and then find those few treasures, the world is in chaos today, it is easy to pull up a force, and finally have a showdown with Zhang Wuji...
When the thoughts became clearer and clearer, Song Qingshu's mood gradually calmed down. He also thought about secretly informing Zhao Min to come and arrest him, but thinking that Zhou Zhiruo could promise the two daughters to work together as a husband, Zhao Min could not guarantee that Zhao Min would do the same story on impulse, and then he would be exposed instead, and the three of them would definitely not be able to tolerate themselves... I shudder just thinking about it.
The next day, when Zhang Wuji regretfully announced in front of everyone that he could do nothing about the broken meridians, Zhou Zhiruo was still a little worried that Song Qingshu would lose his composure, but unexpectedly, Song Qingshu took a sip of tea calmly and said flatly: "God's will In this way, Song can’t blame others, and has troubled the leader Zhang during this time.”
Now even Zhao Min looked at him in surprise, Song Qingshu responded with a faint smile, but his heart was turbulent, and he kept perfecting his future revenge plan.
This is a skill that has been cultivated in the society in the previous life. Unless the outcome is determined, he will never expose his resentment in advance, so that his opponents will take precautions early.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Wuji had to lead a group of people to leave early because of the tense battle in the Western Regions. Zhou Zhiruo ordered his disciples to pack their luggage and set foot on the road back to Emei.
"The head of the sect seems to have become more and more beautiful recently." The two young female disciples flattered Zhou Zhiruo sincerely along the way.
In the past, Zhou Zhiruo was beautiful, but there was always a gloomy look between her brows, which made people feel a little scared. Now there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth at any time. In comparison, it is indeed brighter than before.
"Zhiruo is born beautiful, of course she will become more and more beautiful." Song Qingshu gently took Zhou Zhiruo's little hand, and looked at her affectionately. Feeling her smooth and tender skin, he was sneering in his heart. The disciples didn't know the reason, but he knew it perfectly. Zhou Zhiruo was irrigated with the nourishing essence of Zhang Wuji's nine yang zhenqi every day these days, so of course she became more charming and charming.
Because a disciple was watching, Zhou Zhiruo felt embarrassed and pulled her hand back. After all, he was her husband, but she felt a little impatient, and her eyes gradually became cold.
Song Qingshu felt that it was almost done, so he let go of her hands, Youzayouyou Chapter 9 The eve of revenge
Zai sits in the carriage and refreshes himself.
After a lot of deduction, in the past two days, he has already had some calculations in his heart. Although there is little hope of renewing the meridians, he has to try before he is reconciled. The world's four great doctors, Ping Yizhi and Xue, want to be brothers with Hu Qingniu, since Zhang Wuji can't help it, they should have nothing to do, the only thing left is the most mysterious poisonous hand drug king, not to mention that he has a future Xinglin Master Cheng Lingsu, after much deliberation, only he has the greatest hope.
If everything goes well, the meridians are cured, and after practicing martial arts hard, I will go to take out those magical secret books and treasures, and everything will go according to plan. No, it's still going well, and I climbed up step by step in my previous life, so there's no reason why I can't do it in this life!
Song Qingshu is a persevering person, unless he dies, he will not give up any tiny hope.
He was ready to leave without saying goodbye, but before he left, he had to collect some interest from some people. Thinking of this, Song Qingshu squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Zhiruo's back. Zhou Zhiruo, who was sitting in front, suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body, and couldn't help but tighten her clothes.
After nightfall, a group of four found an inn in a small town. After dinner, the two female disciples went back to their room to rest. Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly and followed Song Qingshu into her room. A bed, the face is a little ugly.
Song Qingshu followed her gaze, and quickly understood what was going on, and said with a smile: "Zhiruo, sleep on the bed by yourself tonight."
"Then what about you?" Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect Song Qingshu to be so upbeat, and her heart warmed up, remembering that Song Qingshu had always been polite to herself, even after getting married, she didn't do any overstepping, thinking that she was carrying his agreement with Zhang Wuji behind her back, her face turned red Suddenly, two groups of blushes flew up.
"I've paved the floor." Song Qingshu gave her a strange look on the cheek.
"Then what can I do? You hurt your muscles and bones, and the ground is too cold, which will leave the root of the disease." Zhou Zhiruo's words warmed Song Qingshu, it seems that she is not completely heartless.
"What should I do if I don't?" Song Qingshu glanced at the only bed, and the meaning was obvious, "Why don't we squeeze together?"
"How can this be done?" Zhou Zhiruo's head immediately shook like a rattle. If there was no agreement with Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo might have agreed to it when they were husband and wife. Far better than him, and I am not afraid that he will have any bad thoughts.
But after making an agreement with Zhang Wuji, she subconsciously resisted other men, even if Song Qingshu was his husband.
Song Qingshu smiled wryly: "You don't have to worry, I'll go to the store to get some more mattresses and spread them on the floor."
Thinking that one day she would abandon him and become the wife of the person he hated the most, Zhou Zhiruo felt a little guilty. Listening to Chapter 9, The Eve of Revenge
Saying this, he got up quickly: "Your injury is still not healed, sit and rest, I'll get it." After speaking, he hurried out.
Seeing that it was a fairy-like girl who came to borrow the quilt, the store owner was very happy and brought her a few beds very enthusiastically. Before leaving, he looked at Zhou Zhiruo's back and asked, "Fairy, do you want any more quilts?"
Zhou Zhiruo was still a little happy until she returned to the room. Which woman doesn't like being praised by men for her appearance, so she happily helped Song Qingshu tidy up the floor. It is inconvenient for disciples to know that they are not husband and wife, so she can only do everything by herself.
Finally, when the shop was finished, Zhou Zhiruo raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Song Qingshu poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Zhiruo, you've worked hard, drink some water."
Zhou Zhiruo happened to be a little thirsty, so she picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. The two chatted for a while, then became cold again, Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to say: "It's getting late, let's rest." Chapter 10 Belated Revenge
After speaking, he came to the bed and sat down, but was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was following behind him, and immediately said with a bit of displeasure: "What are you doing here? Your bed is over there."
Song Qingshu had a weird smile on his face, and sat down beside the bed: "I want to sleep in this bed."
Zhou Zhiruo felt angry in her heart, but she thought he was pitiful enough, so she stood up, "Then I'll go to sleep on the floor."
"No, no, I want to sleep with you." Song Qingshu laughed even more happily.
"You!" Zhou Zhiruo thought to himself that he had slapped him wrong, and raised his hand to give him a slap, but suddenly his eyes went dark.
: "Lady, how is the taste of my husband's Shixiang Ruanjin San?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought of the cup of tea he handed over just now, and was startled, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Song Qingshu, are you crazy?"
"Am I crazy?" Song Qingshu laughed strangely, "I am indeed crazy, but I still pretend I don't know anything."
Zhou Zhiruo turned pale with shock: "You know everything? Impossible, aren't you..."
"Didn't I get acupuncture?" Song Qingshu put his hands on her smooth face and said unhurriedly: "Fortunately, the heavens have eyes, and I woke up by chance. Later, when I was on guard, I will prepare for you." I vomited out all of Shixiangruanjinsan, and only then did I witness the ugly behavior of you couple."
"Song Qingshu! What do you want?" After being touched by him on the face, Zhou Zhiruo felt his scalp go numb.
"It's such a beautiful day, and it's a couple again. What do you think I want?" Song Qingshu began to unbutton her collar, one by one, and one by one. He intentionally unbuttoned it slowly, very slowly.
"Song Qingshu, how dare you!" Seeing her clothes being untied bit by bit, Zhou Zhiruo blushed, raised her eyebrows, and scolded.
"I'm your husband, so what's wrong with asking you to fulfill your responsibilities as a wife?" Song Qingshu finally untied the shackles on the outside, admiring the light pink little dress inside, "Yo, the mandarin ducks are still embroidered."
"Song Qingshu, I will definitely kill you!" With a chill in his chest, Zhou Zhiruo trembled with anger at the thought of the coming nightmare.
"Death under the peony flower, it's worth it." Song Qingshu took her shoulders and helped her up. The bun on the head was loosened, and the hair full of black hair was scattered on the snow-white skin of the shoulders. Looking at the beauty, Song Qingshu's breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
"Qingshu, please let me go, you were so kind to me before, why are you doing this now?" Zhou Zhiruo saw that Song Qingshu could not be threatened at all, her heart became more and more flustered, and she couldn't help begging softly.
"When I think of your belated revenge for Chapter Ten
After speaking, he came to the bed and sat down, but was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was following behind him, and immediately said with a bit of displeasure: "What are you doing here? Your bed is over there."
Song Qingshu had a weird smile on his face, and sat down beside the bed: "I want to sleep in this bed."
Zhou Zhiruo felt angry in her heart, but she thought he was pitiful enough, so she stood up, "Then I'll go to sleep on the floor."
"No, no, I want to sleep with you." Song Qingshu laughed even more happily.
"You!" Zhou Zhiruo thought to himself that he had slapped him wrong, and raised his hand to give him a slap, but suddenly his eyes went dark.
: "Lady, how is the taste of my husband's Shixiang Ruanjin San?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought of the cup of tea he handed over just now, and was startled, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Song Qingshu, are you crazy?"
"Am I crazy?" Song Qingshu laughed strangely, "I am indeed crazy, but I still pretend I don't know anything."
Zhou Zhiruo turned pale with shock: "You know everything? Impossible, aren't you..."
"Didn't I get acupuncture?" Song Qingshu put his hands on her smooth face and said unhurriedly: "Fortunately, the heavens have eyes, and I woke up by chance. Later, when I was on guard, I will prepare for you." I vomited out all of Shixiangruanjinsan, and only then did I witness the ugly behavior of you couple."
"Song Qingshu! What do you want?" After being touched by him on the face, Zhou Zhiruo felt his scalp go numb.
"It's such a beautiful day, and it's a couple again. What do you think I want?" Song Qingshu began to unbutton her collar, one by one, and one by one. He intentionally unbuttoned it slowly, very slowly.
"Song Qingshu, how dare you!" Seeing her clothes being untied bit by bit, Zhou Zhiruo blushed, raised her eyebrows, and scolded.
"I'm your husband, so what's wrong with asking you to fulfill your responsibilities as a wife?" Song Qingshu finally untied the shackles on the outside, admiring the light pink little dress inside, "Yo, the mandarin ducks are still embroidered."
"Song Qingshu, I will definitely kill you!" With a chill in his chest, Zhou Zhiruo trembled with anger at the thought of the coming nightmare.
"Death under the peony flower, it's worth it." Song Qingshu took her shoulders and helped her up. The bun on the head was loosened, and the hair full of black hair was scattered on the snow-white skin of the shoulders. Looking at the beauty, Song Qingshu's breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
"Qingshu, please let me go, you were so kind to me before, why are you doing this now?" Zhou Zhiruo saw that Song Qingshu could not be threatened at all, her heart became more and more flustered, and she couldn't help begging softly.
"When I think of your belated revenge for Chapter Ten
After speaking, he came to the bed and sat down, but was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was following behind him, and immediately said with a bit of displeasure: "What are you doing here? Your bed is over there."
Song Qingshu had a weird smile on his face, and sat down beside the bed: "I want to sleep in this bed."
Zhou Zhiruo felt angry in her heart, but she thought he was pitiful enough, so she stood up, "Then I'll go to sleep on the floor."
"No, no, I want to sleep with you." Song Qingshu laughed even more happily.
"You!" Zhou Zhiruo thought to himself that he had slapped him wrong, and raised his hand to give him a slap, but suddenly his eyes went dark.
: "Lady, how is the taste of my husband's Shixiang Ruanjin San?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought of the cup of tea he handed over just now, and was startled, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Song Qingshu, are you crazy?"
"Am I crazy?" Song Qingshu laughed strangely, "I am indeed crazy, but I still pretend I don't know anything."
Zhou Zhiruo turned pale with shock: "You know everything? Impossible, aren't you..."
"Didn't I get acupuncture?" Song Qingshu put his hands on her smooth face and said unhurriedly: "Fortunately, the heavens have eyes, and I woke up by chance. Later, when I was on guard, I will prepare for you." I vomited out all of Shixiangruanjinsan, and only then did I witness the ugly behavior of you couple."
"Song Qingshu! What do you want?" After being touched by him on the face, Zhou Zhiruo felt his scalp go numb.
"It's such a beautiful day, and it's a couple again. What do you think I want?" Song Qingshu began to unbutton her collar, one by one, and one by one. He intentionally unbuttoned it slowly, very slowly.
"Song Qingshu, how dare you!" Seeing her clothes being untied bit by bit, Zhou Zhiruo blushed, raised her eyebrows, and scolded.
"I'm your husband, so what's wrong with asking you to fulfill your responsibilities as a wife?" Song Qingshu finally untied the shackles on the outside, admiring the light pink little dress inside, "Yo, the mandarin ducks are still embroidered."
"Song Qingshu, I will definitely kill you!" With a chill in his chest, Zhou Zhiruo trembled with anger at the thought of the coming nightmare.
"Death under the peony flower, it's worth it." Song Qingshu took her shoulders and helped her up. The bun on the head was loosened, and the hair full of black hair was scattered on the snow-white skin of the shoulders. Looking at the beauty, Song Qingshu's breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
"Qingshu, please let me go, you were so kind to me before, why are you doing this now?" Zhou Zhiruo saw that Song Qingshu could not be threatened at all, her heart became more and more flustered, and she couldn't help begging softly.
"When I think of your belated revenge for Chapter Ten
After speaking, he came to the bed and sat down, but was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was following behind him, and immediately said with a bit of displeasure: "What are you doing here? Your bed is over there."
Song Qingshu had a weird smile on his face, and sat down beside the bed: "I want to sleep in this bed."
Zhou Zhiruo felt angry in her heart, but she thought he was pitiful enough, so she stood up, "Then I'll go to sleep on the floor."
"No, no, I want to sleep with you." Song Qingshu laughed even more happily.
"You!" Zhou Zhiruo thought to himself that he had slapped him wrong, and raised his hand to give him a slap, but suddenly his eyes went dark.
: "Lady, how is the taste of my husband's Shixiang Ruanjin San?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought of the cup of tea he handed over just now, and was startled, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Song Qingshu, are you crazy?"
"Am I crazy?" Song Qingshu laughed strangely, "I am indeed crazy, but I still pretend I don't know anything."
Zhou Zhiruo turned pale with shock: "You know everything? Impossible, aren't you..."
"Didn't I get acupuncture?" Song Qingshu put his hands on her smooth face and said unhurriedly: "Fortunately, the heavens have eyes, and I woke up by chance. Later, when I was on guard, I will prepare for you." I vomited out all of Shixiangruanjinsan, and only then did I witness the ugly behavior of you couple."
"Song Qingshu! What do you want?" After being touched by him on the face, Zhou Zhiruo felt his scalp go numb.
"It's such a beautiful day, and it's a couple again. What do you think I want?" Song Qingshu began to unbutton her collar, one by one, and one by one. He intentionally unbuttoned it slowly, very slowly.
"Song Qingshu, how dare you!" Seeing her clothes being untied bit by bit, Zhou Zhiruo blushed, raised her eyebrows, and scolded.
"I'm your husband, so what's wrong with asking you to fulfill your responsibilities as a wife?" Song Qingshu finally untied the shackles on the outside, admiring the light pink little dress inside, "Yo, the mandarin ducks are still embroidered."
"Song Qingshu, I will definitely kill you!" With a chill in his chest, Zhou Zhiruo trembled with anger at the thought of the coming nightmare.
"Death under the peony flower, it's worth it." Song Qingshu took her shoulders and helped her up. The bun on the head was loosened, and the hair full of black hair was scattered on the snow-white skin of the shoulders. Looking at the beauty, Song Qingshu's breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
"Qingshu, please let me go, you were so kind to me before, why are you doing this now?" Zhou Zhiruo saw that Song Qingshu could not be threatened at all, her heart became more and more flustered, and she couldn't help begging softly.
"When I think of your belated revenge for Chapter Ten
After speaking, he came to the bed and sat down, but was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was following behind him, and immediately said with a bit of displeasure: "What are you doing here? Your bed is over there."
Song Qingshu had a weird smile on his face, and sat down beside the bed: "I want to sleep in this bed."
Zhou Zhiruo felt angry in her heart, but she thought he was pitiful enough, so she stood up, "Then I'll go to sleep on the floor."
"No, no, I want to sleep with you." Song Qingshu laughed even more happily.
"You!" Zhou Zhiruo thought to himself that he had slapped him wrong, and raised his hand to give him a slap, but suddenly his eyes went dark.
: "Lady, how is the taste of my husband's Shixiang Ruanjin San?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought of the cup of tea he handed over just now, and was startled, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Song Qingshu, are you crazy?"
"Am I crazy?" Song Qingshu laughed strangely, "I am indeed crazy, but I still pretend I don't know anything."
Zhou Zhiruo turned pale with shock: "You know everything? Impossible, aren't you..."
"Didn't I get acupuncture?" Song Qingshu put his hands on her smooth face and said unhurriedly: "Fortunately, the heavens have eyes, and I woke up by chance. Later, when I was on guard, I will prepare for you." I vomited out all of Shixiangruanjinsan, and only then did I witness the ugly behavior of you couple."
"Song Qingshu! What do you want?" After being touched by him on the face, Zhou Zhiruo felt his scalp go numb.
"It's such a beautiful day, and it's a couple again. What do you think I want?" Song Qingshu began to unbutton her collar, one by one, and one by one. He intentionally unbuttoned it slowly, very slowly.
"Song Qingshu, how dare you!" Seeing her clothes being untied bit by bit, Zhou Zhiruo blushed, raised her eyebrows, and scolded.
"I'm your husband, so what's wrong with asking you to fulfill your responsibilities as a wife?" Song Qingshu finally untied the shackles on the outside, admiring the light pink little dress inside, "Yo, the mandarin ducks are still embroidered."
"Song Qingshu, I will definitely kill you!" With a chill in his chest, Zhou Zhiruo trembled with anger at the thought of the coming nightmare.
"Death under the peony flower, it's worth it." Song Qingshu took her shoulders and helped her up. The bun on the head was loosened, and the hair full of black hair was scattered on the snow-white skin of the shoulders. Looking at the beauty, Song Qingshu's breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
"Qingshu, please let me go, you were so kind to me before, why are you doing this now?" Zhou Zhiruo saw that Song Qingshu could not be threatened at all, her heart became more and more flustered, and she couldn't help begging softly.
"When I think of your belated revenge for Chapter Ten
After speaking, he came to the bed and sat down, but was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was following behind him, and immediately said with a bit of displeasure: "What are you doing here? Your bed is over there."
Song Qingshu had a weird smile on his face, and sat down beside the bed: "I want to sleep in this bed."
Zhou Zhiruo felt angry in her heart, but she thought he was pitiful enough, so she stood up, "Then I'll go to sleep on the floor."
"No, no, I want to sleep with you." Song Qingshu laughed even more happily.
"You!" Zhou Zhiruo thought to himself that he had slapped him wrong, and raised his hand to give him a slap, but suddenly his eyes went dark.
: "Lady, how is the taste of my husband's Shixiang Ruanjin San?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought of the cup of tea he handed over just now, and was startled, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Song Qingshu, are you crazy?"
"Am I crazy?" Song Qingshu laughed strangely, "I am indeed crazy, but I still pretend I don't know anything."
Zhou Zhiruo turned pale with shock: "You know everything? Impossible, aren't you..."
"Didn't I get acupuncture?" Song Qingshu put his hands on her smooth face and said unhurriedly: "Fortunately, the heavens have eyes, and I woke up by chance. Later, when I was on guard, I will prepare for you." I vomited out all of Shixiangruanjinsan, and only then did I witness the ugly behavior of you couple."
"Song Qingshu! What do you want?" After being touched by him on the face, Zhou Zhiruo felt his scalp go numb.
"It's such a beautiful day, and it's a couple again. What do you think I want?" Song Qingshu began to unbutton her collar, one by one, and one by one. He intentionally unbuttoned it slowly, very slowly.
"Song Qingshu, how dare you!" Seeing her clothes being untied bit by bit, Zhou Zhiruo blushed, raised her eyebrows, and scolded.
"I'm your husband, so what's wrong with asking you to fulfill your responsibilities as a wife?" Song Qingshu finally untied the shackles on the outside, admiring the light pink little dress inside, "Yo, the mandarin ducks are still embroidered."
"Song Qingshu, I will definitely kill you!" With a chill in his chest, Zhou Zhiruo trembled with anger at the thought of the coming nightmare.
"Death under the peony flower, it's worth it." Song Qingshu took her shoulders and helped her up. The bun on the head was loosened, and the hair full of black hair was scattered on the snow-white skin of the shoulders. Looking at the beauty, Song Qingshu's breathing couldn't help but stagnate.
"Qingshu, please let me go, you were so kind to me before, why are you doing this now?" Zhou Zhiruo saw that Song Qingshu could not be threatened at all, her heart became more and more flustered, and she couldn't help begging softly.
"When I think of your desire