Is it really possible?Song Qingshu was a little skeptical, after all, Wuming had no choice.
Senior Brother Song, don’t have too much hope. I can only try my best. The possibility of success is only 10% or 20%. I wonder if Senior Brother Song wants to try it?
Zhang Wuji thought about it carefully and said with a frown.
One or two is enough, you can do your best.
For Song Qingshu, who was originally desperate, one or two percent was indeed very high. If Zhang Wuji had promised that more than half of the hopes could be cured, Song Qingshu would not dare to believe him. After all, Wuming was helpless. Now that he said this, a glimmer of hope suddenly arose in Song Qingshu's heart.
Brother Wuji, I think you should not try it, so as not to cure it, and then you will be a villain in vain.
Zhao Min felt that his lover's approach this time was a bit abrupt. No one was grateful for it if he was cured. If it was not cured, all kinds of rumors would spread.
Don't worry, I know it.Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice. Zhao Min thought he wanted to do his best to cure Song Qingshu's injuries to make up for his debts to Zhou Zhiruo, so he stopped talking.
Miss Zhao, please rest assured. If it cannot be cured, it is destined to escape this disaster. Song will not blame anyone.
Song Qingshu's words made Zhao Min feel surprised. When did Song Qingshu become so open-minded?
Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she felt guilty and didn't think about it carefully. She agreed with her: Master Zhang can do his best, and we... the couple will definitely feel it.
Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to kill his life, but then he thought that he promised to treat himself in front of so many people today. If he couldn't heal himself, if he died, considering that everyone knew about his and Zhou Zhiruo back then, I'm afraid that everyone in the martial arts world would think that Zhang Wuji killed his husband and took his wife and was a shameless villain.
For a period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to give Song Qingshu acupuncture, take medicine, and use exercises to heal his injuries. He went over and got busy. After a few days, his internal strength was exhausted.
Song Qingshu was a little disgusted, thinking that he could be considered a kindness and righteousness to his rival.
I took the medicine, Qingshu.Zhou Zhiruo brought a bowl of black Chinese medicine and helped her up his head and fed her bite.
Snuggling on Zhou Zhiruo and feeling the elasticity of her body and the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu was a little distracted for a moment.
During this period, he did not relax his vigilance at all. Every night, he was wary of Zhang Wuji coming to steal fragrance and jade like he did last time. After a few days, there was no abnormality and no one came to him to find out. He also thought that Princess Shaomin was not an ordinary character, with a versatile heart. This time, even though he knew that Zhang Wuji often came into contact with Zhou Zhiruo, if he could come to meet her every night, Zhao Min would not be able to claim the title of Wisdom and Wushuang.
I haven't seen each other for a few days, and Zhou Zhiruo's place seemed to have grown bigger again. While drinking the medicine, Song Qingshu's light swept the chest of the beauties beside him and smiled evilly.
Suddenly, Song Qingshu thought of a terrible guess and his smile stopped abruptly.
Zhiruo, my stomach is not very comfortable, so it’s convenient to go out.Song Qingshu said in a disgusting manner.
Zhou Zhiruo smiled pursed her lips, got up, tidied up her dress, and made way.
Song Qingshu ran all the way to the thatched cottage, looked carefully at no one around, and quickly stretched out his fingers to scratch his throat, and immediately spit out all the potion he had just drunk.
It turned out that Song Qingshu had just noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's breasts were getting more and more full. He suddenly remembered that the girl would only become plump if she was often moistened by rain and dew. He was always on guard against the two of them having an affair at night, and suddenly realized that it was not possible to have an affair during the day?
In the past, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance because it was broad daylight. Now, when I think about it, every time I drink the medicine, I feel confused for a while. At that time, I thought that the side effects of drowsiness like I took certain Western medicines in my previous life, and I didn’t take it to my heart.
Not long after returning to the room, Song Qingshu pretended to be tired, his eyelids seemed to be open and closed, and soon fell asleep.
Green Books and Green Books?Zhou Zhiruo gently pushed him a few times, wondering: Why do you fall asleep so quickly every time you take medicine?
No need to shout, he won’t wake up within an hour after I got the modified Ten Xiang Soft Sticky Stick.
At this time, Zhang Wuji's voice came over, and Song Qingshu was shocked, and then his sleepy pussy was tampered.
Hearing the content of the two of them talking, Song Qingshu finally understood before he fell into a coma again. The anger in his heart was like a volcano erupting. Hahaha, he was really naive and thought they wanted to save themselves, but he didn't know that they just used this as a guise to facilitate their love.
Zhang Wuji, what do you mean?
Seeing Song Qingshu's head tilted, Zhou Zhiruo quickly stretched out her fingers and tapped her nose. She felt the breath and breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around and looked at Zhang Wuji, and her face suddenly became dark.
If this is the case, we will not have the opportunity to say something about our own body. If he is awake, it will always be inconvenient.Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu and said.
Master Zhang, I hope to respect myself!
Zhou Zhiruo stood up with a chill in her tone. I did promise to make peace with you before, but to Song Qingshu, you must cure him if I owe him.Otherwise, there will always be a thorn in my heart, and it will be impossible to be with you.
Zhang Wuji was silent for a while and replied: This is natural.
Can you really... be cured by Qingshu?Zhou Zhiruo noticed the uncertainty in his tone and asked suspiciously.
Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment and said: Senior Brother Song’s meridians have been cut off, and it is no longer a medicine stone that can be cured.What I said is certain, but it has actually been exaggerated a lot.
It turns out that you just want to take the opportunity to get close to me!
Zhou Zhiruo stared at him angrily, and I asked why Qingshu fell asleep as soon as he drank the medicine during this period. It turned out that you were the ones who did it.
Otherwise?It is inevitable that there will be rumors to come to you on weekdays, and they are not very good to you and me.Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly.
I may not pursue the previous incident, but you must cure Qingshu.Zhou Zhiruo said firmly.
You talk about Qingshu, why? Do you care so much about him?Zhang Wuji was a little jealous.
Maybe this is just a reason to convince me to leave my husband and be nice to you. Zhou Zhiruo's tone was full of sorrow. Brother Wuji, you know what others think about you, but I am a married woman and always have my own concerns.
Isn't it okay if I was wrong, sister Zhiruo.Zhang Wuji quickly apologized.
You are obviously good at medical skills, so how can you not cure Qingshu's injuries?
A thought suddenly flashed through Zhou Zhiruo's mind, and she looked at him and asked, "It's because Qingshu is my husband. You deliberately ignore him out of a man's jealousy."
How could it be?Zhang Wuji waved his hand quickly, and I did my best.
Zhou Zhiruo stared at him intently until his expression was a little unnatural, and then said lightly: Okay, believe in you for the time being.However, this treatment cannot continue. I will take Qingshu back to Emei to recover from my injuries.When did you think of a way to cure Qingshu, and when would you come to me again?
Zhang Wuji opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Zhou Zhiruo didn't give him a chance and said in a cold voice: Come on, send Master Zhang out.
Looking at Zhang Wuji's helpless departure, Zhou Zhiruo murmured to herself: Brother Wuji, I know you have a way to save him, it depends on whether you are willing to spend such a big price for me.
Senior Brother Song, don’t have too much hope. I can only try my best. The possibility of success is only 10% or 20%. I wonder if Senior Brother Song wants to try it?
Zhang Wuji thought about it carefully and said with a frown.
One or two is enough, you can do your best.
For Song Qingshu, who was originally desperate, one or two percent was indeed very high. If Zhang Wuji had promised that more than half of the hopes could be cured, Song Qingshu would not dare to believe him. After all, Wuming was helpless. Now that he said this, a glimmer of hope suddenly arose in Song Qingshu's heart.
Brother Wuji, I think you should not try it, so as not to cure it, and then you will be a villain in vain.
Zhao Min felt that his lover's approach this time was a bit abrupt. No one was grateful for it if he was cured. If it was not cured, all kinds of rumors would spread.
Don't worry, I know it.Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice. Zhao Min thought he wanted to do his best to cure Song Qingshu's injuries to make up for his debts to Zhou Zhiruo, so he stopped talking.
Miss Zhao, please rest assured. If it cannot be cured, it is destined to escape this disaster. Song will not blame anyone.
Song Qingshu's words made Zhao Min feel surprised. When did Song Qingshu become so open-minded?
Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she felt guilty and didn't think about it carefully. She agreed with her: Master Zhang can do his best, and we... the couple will definitely feel it.
Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to kill his life, but then he thought that he promised to treat himself in front of so many people today. If he couldn't heal himself, if he died, considering that everyone knew about his and Zhou Zhiruo back then, I'm afraid that everyone in the martial arts world would think that Zhang Wuji killed his husband and took his wife and was a shameless villain.
For a period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to give Song Qingshu acupuncture, take medicine, and use exercises to heal his injuries. He went over and got busy. After a few days, his internal strength was exhausted.
Song Qingshu was a little disgusted, thinking that he could be considered a kindness and righteousness to his rival.
I took the medicine, Qingshu.Zhou Zhiruo brought a bowl of black Chinese medicine and helped her up his head and fed her bite.
Snuggling on Zhou Zhiruo and feeling the elasticity of her body and the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu was a little distracted for a moment.
During this period, he did not relax his vigilance at all. Every night, he was wary of Zhang Wuji coming to steal fragrance and jade like he did last time. After a few days, there was no abnormality and no one came to him to find out. He also thought that Princess Shaomin was not an ordinary character, with a versatile heart. This time, even though he knew that Zhang Wuji often came into contact with Zhou Zhiruo, if he could come to meet her every night, Zhao Min would not be able to claim the title of Wisdom and Wushuang.
I haven't seen each other for a few days, and Zhou Zhiruo's place seemed to have grown bigger again. While drinking the medicine, Song Qingshu's light swept the chest of the beauties beside him and smiled evilly.
Suddenly, Song Qingshu thought of a terrible guess and his smile stopped abruptly.
Zhiruo, my stomach is not very comfortable, so it’s convenient to go out.Song Qingshu said in a disgusting manner.
Zhou Zhiruo smiled pursed her lips, got up, tidied up her dress, and made way.
Song Qingshu ran all the way to the thatched cottage, looked carefully at no one around, and quickly stretched out his fingers to scratch his throat, and immediately spit out all the potion he had just drunk.
It turned out that Song Qingshu had just noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's breasts were getting more and more full. He suddenly remembered that the girl would only become plump if she was often moistened by rain and dew. He was always on guard against the two of them having an affair at night, and suddenly realized that it was not possible to have an affair during the day?
In the past, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance because it was broad daylight. Now, when I think about it, every time I drink the medicine, I feel confused for a while. At that time, I thought that the side effects of drowsiness like I took certain Western medicines in my previous life, and I didn’t take it to my heart.
Not long after returning to the room, Song Qingshu pretended to be tired, his eyelids seemed to be open and closed, and soon fell asleep.
Green Books and Green Books?Zhou Zhiruo gently pushed him a few times, wondering: Why do you fall asleep so quickly every time you take medicine?
No need to shout, he won’t wake up within an hour after I got the modified Ten Xiang Soft Sticky Stick.
At this time, Zhang Wuji's voice came over, and Song Qingshu was shocked, and then his sleepy pussy was tampered.
Hearing the content of the two of them talking, Song Qingshu finally understood before he fell into a coma again. The anger in his heart was like a volcano erupting. Hahaha, he was really naive and thought they wanted to save themselves, but he didn't know that they just used this as a guise to facilitate their love.
Zhang Wuji, what do you mean?
Seeing Song Qingshu's head tilted, Zhou Zhiruo quickly stretched out her fingers and tapped her nose. She felt the breath and breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around and looked at Zhang Wuji, and her face suddenly became dark.
If this is the case, we will not have the opportunity to say something about our own body. If he is awake, it will always be inconvenient.Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu and said.
Master Zhang, I hope to respect myself!
Zhou Zhiruo stood up with a chill in her tone. I did promise to make peace with you before, but to Song Qingshu, you must cure him if I owe him.Otherwise, there will always be a thorn in my heart, and it will be impossible to be with you.
Zhang Wuji was silent for a while and replied: This is natural.
Can you really... be cured by Qingshu?Zhou Zhiruo noticed the uncertainty in his tone and asked suspiciously.
Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment and said: Senior Brother Song’s meridians have been cut off, and it is no longer a medicine stone that can be cured.What I said is certain, but it has actually been exaggerated a lot.
It turns out that you just want to take the opportunity to get close to me!
Zhou Zhiruo stared at him angrily, and I asked why Qingshu fell asleep as soon as he drank the medicine during this period. It turned out that you were the ones who did it.
Otherwise?It is inevitable that there will be rumors to come to you on weekdays, and they are not very good to you and me.Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly.
I may not pursue the previous incident, but you must cure Qingshu.Zhou Zhiruo said firmly.
You talk about Qingshu, why? Do you care so much about him?Zhang Wuji was a little jealous.
Maybe this is just a reason to convince me to leave my husband and be nice to you. Zhou Zhiruo's tone was full of sorrow. Brother Wuji, you know what others think about you, but I am a married woman and always have my own concerns.
Isn't it okay if I was wrong, sister Zhiruo.Zhang Wuji quickly apologized.
You are obviously good at medical skills, so how can you not cure Qingshu's injuries?
A thought suddenly flashed through Zhou Zhiruo's mind, and she looked at him and asked, "It's because Qingshu is my husband. You deliberately ignore him out of a man's jealousy."
How could it be?Zhang Wuji waved his hand quickly, and I did my best.
Zhou Zhiruo stared at him intently until his expression was a little unnatural, and then said lightly: Okay, believe in you for the time being.However, this treatment cannot continue. I will take Qingshu back to Emei to recover from my injuries.When did you think of a way to cure Qingshu, and when would you come to me again?
Zhang Wuji opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Zhou Zhiruo didn't give him a chance and said in a cold voice: Come on, send Master Zhang out.
Looking at Zhang Wuji's helpless departure, Zhou Zhiruo murmured to herself: Brother Wuji, I know you have a way to save him, it depends on whether you are willing to spend such a big price for me.
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