After Song Qingshu woke up at night, he saw Zhou Zhiruo lying on the opposite bed and sleeping. He suddenly showed a sense of disgust. His mind began to spin rapidly, thinking about how to take revenge and wash away this great humiliation for the original Song Qingshu. However, when he thought that Zhang Wuji's martial arts were superb and the leader of the Ming Cult, the Ming Cult can compete with Mongolia in the Western Regions, it can be seen that he has a huge momentum. Now he has a useless person, no martial arts and no power, how can he take revenge?
For a moment, the feeling of power was spread throughout the body.
Unintentionally, he glanced at Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful face again, and Song Qingshu's fighting spirit suddenly burned with hatred.
The meridians were broken, so I could find a way to repair them. I still remember the Nine Yin Sutras and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in the Dragon Slaying Sword of the Heavenly Sword. In addition, I was familiar with Musashi in this world. It was probably not difficult to practice peerless martial arts. Then I found those treasures. When there was chaos today, it was easy to pull up a force and finally compete with Zhang Wuji...
As her thoughts became clearer and clearer, Song Qingshu's mood slowly calmed down.
He also thought of secretly notifying Zhao Min to come and catch the traitor, but Zhao Min is a terriblely smart woman. It is hard to guarantee that she would not sell herself to Zhang Wuji for some reason. Then he would be exposed, and the three of them would definitely not be able to tolerate him...
I was shuddered when I thought about it.
The next day, when Zhang Wuji regretfully announced that he was powerless to the broken meridians, Zhou Zhiruo was still worried that Song Qingshu would lose his composure, but unexpectedly, Song Qingshu took a sip of tea calmly and said calmly: God is so will, Song can't blame others. I'm sorry for Master Zhang during this period.
Even Zhao Min looked at him in surprise. Song Qingshu smiled faintly in response, but his heart was stormy and constantly improving his future revenge plan.
This is a skill that has been developed in the society in the past life. Unless the outcome is decided, he will never expose his resentment in advance and let his opponent be prepared early.
After chatting for a while, because the war in the Western Regions was tight, Zhang Wuji had to lead his men and his group to leave early. Zhou Zhiruo ordered his disciples to pack their luggage and embarked 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 sincerely flattered Zhou Zhiruo along the way.
Before, Zhou Zhiruo was beautiful, but there was always a gloomy look between her eyebrows, which made people feel a little scared when they saw it. Now there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth at any time. In comparison, it was indeed a bit brighter than before.
Zhiruo is born with beauty, so of course she will become more and more beautiful.
Song Qingshu gently held Zhou Zhiruo's little hand and looked at her affectionately.
Feeling her smooth skin, she was sneering in her heart. The disciples didn't know the reason, but he knew very well that Zhou Zhiruo was irrigated by Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang True Qi every day, which was of course even more charming and moving.
Because of the disciples watching, Zhou Zhiruo was embarrassed to pull her hands back directly. After all, she was her husband, but she was a little impatient and her eyes gradually began to become cold. Although she regarded herself as Mrs. Song in front of Zhang Wuji, it did not mean that she really allowed Song Qingshu to do some intimate things between husband and wife to him.
Song Qingshu felt that it was almost done, so he let go of her hands and sat leisurely in the carriage to rest.
After a lot of deduction, he had already made some conspiracy in his mind over the past two days. Although there was little hope of re-renewing the meridians, he had to try it before he could be content.
The four great doctors in the world, Ping Yizhi and Doctor Xue, want to be between Hu Qingniu and Zhang Wuji. Since Zhang Wuji has no choice, they should have no choice. All that is left is the most mysterious poisonous medicine king, not to mention that he has a future Xinglin Saint Cheng Lingsu. After thinking about it, only he hopes the greatest.
If everything goes well and the meridians are cured, I will take out the secrets of magical skills and treasures by practicing my own martial arts, and do everything according to the plan. If I am unfortunate, I really can't cure it. At worst, I won't learn martial arts. Wei Xiaobao doesn't know anything about martial arts, but he still has a prosperous life. He climbed up step by step in his previous life. There is no reason for him to be in this life!
Song Qingshu is a persevering person. Unless he dies, he will not give up any small hope.
He was ready to leave without saying goodbye, but before leaving, he had to collect some interest on 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 a little goosebumps all over her body, and she couldn't help but tighten her clothes.
After nightfall, the group of four found an inn in a small town. After dinner, the two female disciples went back to the room to rest with tactfulness. Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly and followed Song Qingshu into her room. She saw that there was only one bed in the room and her face looked a little bad.
Song Qingshu followed her gaze and soon understood what was going on. He smiled and said: Zhiruo, you can sleep in the bed by yourself tonight.
What about you?
Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect Song Qingshu to be so cognitive, and her heart felt warm. She remembered that Song Qingshu had always been polite to her, and even after getting married, she did not make any moves beyond her. When she thought of her promise with Zhang Wuji on her back, two flushed suddenly appeared on her face.
I've paved the floor.Song Qingshu glanced at her cheek strangely.
How can that work?If you hurt your muscles and bones, the cold on the ground will leave the root cause of the disease.Zhou Zhiruo's words made Song Qingshu warm. It seemed that she was not completely unscrupulous.
What should I do if I don’t do this?Song Qingshu glanced at the only bed, and the meaning was very obvious. Why don’t we squeeze it?
How can this work?
Zhou Zhiruo's head immediately shook like a rattle. If he had not made a future agreement with Zhang Wuji, maybe Zhou Zhiruo agreed to it in the couple's match. Anyway, each of them had their own quilts, and his martial arts skills were far better than him, so he was not afraid of any bad thoughts.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: Don’t worry, I’ll go to the store to get a few more mattresses on the ground.
Thinking that one day he would abandon him and become the wife of the person he hated the most, Zhou Zhiruo felt a little guilty. After hearing what he said, he quickly stood up: Your injury has not healed yet, sit and rest, I'll get it.
After saying that, he hurried out and left.
When the shopkeeper saw that it was a girl like a fairy came to borrow mattresses, he was overjoyed and took her a few beds very enthusiastically. Before leaving, he looked at Zhou Zhiruo's back and asked: Fairy, do you still want a quilt?
Zhou Zhiruo was still a little happy until she returned to the room. No woman liked to be praised by men and was in a happy mood to help Song Qingshu organize the floor. It was inconvenient for the disciples to know that the two were not married, so she had to do everything by herself.
Finally, Zhou Zhiruo raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Song Qingshu poured a cup of tea and handed it over: Zhiruo, thank you for your hard work, let’s have a drink of water.
For a moment, the feeling of power was spread throughout the body.
Unintentionally, he glanced at Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful face again, and Song Qingshu's fighting spirit suddenly burned with hatred.
The meridians were broken, so I could find a way to repair them. I still remember the Nine Yin Sutras and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in the Dragon Slaying Sword of the Heavenly Sword. In addition, I was familiar with Musashi in this world. It was probably not difficult to practice peerless martial arts. Then I found those treasures. When there was chaos today, it was easy to pull up a force and finally compete with Zhang Wuji...
As her thoughts became clearer and clearer, Song Qingshu's mood slowly calmed down.
He also thought of secretly notifying Zhao Min to come and catch the traitor, but Zhao Min is a terriblely smart woman. It is hard to guarantee that she would not sell herself to Zhang Wuji for some reason. Then he would be exposed, and the three of them would definitely not be able to tolerate him...
I was shuddered when I thought about it.
The next day, when Zhang Wuji regretfully announced that he was powerless to the broken meridians, Zhou Zhiruo was still worried that Song Qingshu would lose his composure, but unexpectedly, Song Qingshu took a sip of tea calmly and said calmly: God is so will, Song can't blame others. I'm sorry for Master Zhang during this period.
Even Zhao Min looked at him in surprise. Song Qingshu smiled faintly in response, but his heart was stormy and constantly improving his future revenge plan.
This is a skill that has been developed in the society in the past life. Unless the outcome is decided, he will never expose his resentment in advance and let his opponent be prepared early.
After chatting for a while, because the war in the Western Regions was tight, Zhang Wuji had to lead his men and his group to leave early. Zhou Zhiruo ordered his disciples to pack their luggage and embarked 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 sincerely flattered Zhou Zhiruo along the way.
Before, Zhou Zhiruo was beautiful, but there was always a gloomy look between her eyebrows, which made people feel a little scared when they saw it. Now there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth at any time. In comparison, it was indeed a bit brighter than before.
Zhiruo is born with beauty, so of course she will become more and more beautiful.
Song Qingshu gently held Zhou Zhiruo's little hand and looked at her affectionately.
Feeling her smooth skin, she was sneering in her heart. The disciples didn't know the reason, but he knew very well that Zhou Zhiruo was irrigated by Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang True Qi every day, which was of course even more charming and moving.
Because of the disciples watching, Zhou Zhiruo was embarrassed to pull her hands back directly. After all, she was her husband, but she was a little impatient and her eyes gradually began to become cold. Although she regarded herself as Mrs. Song in front of Zhang Wuji, it did not mean that she really allowed Song Qingshu to do some intimate things between husband and wife to him.
Song Qingshu felt that it was almost done, so he let go of her hands and sat leisurely in the carriage to rest.
After a lot of deduction, he had already made some conspiracy in his mind over the past two days. Although there was little hope of re-renewing the meridians, he had to try it before he could be content.
The four great doctors in the world, Ping Yizhi and Doctor Xue, want to be between Hu Qingniu and Zhang Wuji. Since Zhang Wuji has no choice, they should have no choice. All that is left is the most mysterious poisonous medicine king, not to mention that he has a future Xinglin Saint Cheng Lingsu. After thinking about it, only he hopes the greatest.
If everything goes well and the meridians are cured, I will take out the secrets of magical skills and treasures by practicing my own martial arts, and do everything according to the plan. If I am unfortunate, I really can't cure it. At worst, I won't learn martial arts. Wei Xiaobao doesn't know anything about martial arts, but he still has a prosperous life. He climbed up step by step in his previous life. There is no reason for him to be in this life!
Song Qingshu is a persevering person. Unless he dies, he will not give up any small hope.
He was ready to leave without saying goodbye, but before leaving, he had to collect some interest on 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 a little goosebumps all over her body, and she couldn't help but tighten her clothes.
After nightfall, the group of four found an inn in a small town. After dinner, the two female disciples went back to the room to rest with tactfulness. Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly and followed Song Qingshu into her room. She saw that there was only one bed in the room and her face looked a little bad.
Song Qingshu followed her gaze and soon understood what was going on. He smiled and said: Zhiruo, you can sleep in the bed by yourself tonight.
What about you?
Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect Song Qingshu to be so cognitive, and her heart felt warm. She remembered that Song Qingshu had always been polite to her, and even after getting married, she did not make any moves beyond her. When she thought of her promise with Zhang Wuji on her back, two flushed suddenly appeared on her face.
I've paved the floor.Song Qingshu glanced at her cheek strangely.
How can that work?If you hurt your muscles and bones, the cold on the ground will leave the root cause of the disease.Zhou Zhiruo's words made Song Qingshu warm. It seemed that she was not completely unscrupulous.
What should I do if I don’t do this?Song Qingshu glanced at the only bed, and the meaning was very obvious. Why don’t we squeeze it?
How can this work?
Zhou Zhiruo's head immediately shook like a rattle. If he had not made a future agreement with Zhang Wuji, maybe Zhou Zhiruo agreed to it in the couple's match. Anyway, each of them had their own quilts, and his martial arts skills were far better than him, so he was not afraid of any bad thoughts.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: Don’t worry, I’ll go to the store to get a few more mattresses on the ground.
Thinking that one day he would abandon him and become the wife of the person he hated the most, Zhou Zhiruo felt a little guilty. After hearing what he said, he quickly stood up: Your injury has not healed yet, sit and rest, I'll get it.
After saying that, he hurried out and left.
When the shopkeeper saw that it was a girl like a fairy came to borrow mattresses, he was overjoyed and took her a few beds very enthusiastically. Before leaving, he looked at Zhou Zhiruo's back and asked: Fairy, do you still want a quilt?
Zhou Zhiruo was still a little happy until she returned to the room. No woman liked to be praised by men and was in a happy mood to help Song Qingshu organize the floor. It was inconvenient for the disciples to know that the two were not married, so she had to do everything by herself.
Finally, Zhou Zhiruo raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Song Qingshu poured a cup of tea and handed it over: Zhiruo, thank you for your hard work, let’s have a drink of water.
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