Start the Nine Suns Divine Art, marry Zhou Zhiruo

Just when Zhou Tong got ten steps closer to Ding Minjun, she roared hysterically, "Song Qingshu, die for me!"

The hairpin in her hand, under a special technique, turned into a ray of cold light, killing towards Song Qingshu.

puff!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a lifetime, the scarlet blood shot out like a spring, half of the sword tip pierced through Ding Minjun's eyebrows, and came out from the back of the skull. A drop of blood rolled down the sharp sword tip and fell on the ground.

Ding Minjun's eyes were wide open, full of disbelief, he would not rest in peace!

In any case, she never thought that the people in the world who regard weapons as their second life would throw the long sword in their hands to crucify themselves.

"I'm really not reconciled!"

As he was dying, such a thought flashed through Ding Minjun's mind for the last time, and then he completely lost consciousness.

After Miejue Shitai's death, Ding Minjun, the biggest scourge of the Emei faction's civil strife, narrow-minded, pretentious, but immoral and incompetent, was beheaded by Zhou Tong at the foot of Mount Emei.

Zhou Tong was also covered in cold sweat. The hairpin just now almost flew past his hair and pierced through his head.

If it wasn't because he was a little faster than Ding Minjun, and his final movements were a little off, he might have died immediately.

"What a cruel and merciless Ding Minjun, who is already on his knees begging for mercy, yet still hides such a sinister trick."

Zhou Tong took a deep breath, and now he still feels lingering fear, especially...

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept across a forest not far away, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

"My strength is still too weak!"

When Ding Minjun was killed just now with the eruption of all the remaining true energy in his body, he seemed to have noticed something strange in that forest.

"Who will follow me?"

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Chapter 8 Nine Yin Scriptures and Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms

In the woods at the foot of Mount Emei, Jingxuan's expression was extremely struggling. The moment Song Qingshu beheaded Ding Minjun, she instinctively wanted to strike.

However, all the words of the two when they were fighting just now reached her ears.

"Min Jun is so confused that she actually stole the sect master's secret book. Such behavior is a big taboo in Jianghu and will be executed."

No matter what, Jingxuan couldn't help but watch the junior sister who grew up together die in front of her.

But at this moment, she suddenly thought of Zhou Zhiruo's explanation before she left.

"Zhiruo repeatedly told me to follow Song Qingshu secretly, but she was not allowed to intervene."

Jingxu's complexion showed an extremely complicated look, and he murmured in his heart: "Could it be that she has expected such a scene long ago, so she won't let me take action?"

"Zhiruo, does she want Minjun to die in the hands of Song Qingshu?"

At the moment when Jingxuan hesitated, Ding Minjun suddenly launched an assassin, and Zhou Tong directly nailed the enemy to death with a long sword!

All this happened between the ups and downs of the rabbits, so fast that people couldn't react at all. Seeing this scene, Jingxuan couldn't help being confused, and even leaked a trace of internal force fluctuations.

She gritted her teeth fiercely, forcibly suppressing the pain in her heart, as well as her anger and murderous intent towards Zhou Tong.

"Min Jun, she is still dead!"

"Let's go! Things have come to this, everything is fate!"

Jingxuan didn't want to watch it anymore, she was worried that she couldn't hold back the murderous intent in her heart, and wanted to take action against Song Qingshu.

After Jingxuan left, Zhou Tong breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body relaxed, and he almost fell to the ground.

As a practitioner of the Nine Suns Divine Art, he was already more sensitive than ordinary people in the Jianghu. What's more, when she killed Ding Minjun, she also felt a trace of internal force fluctuations from the depths of the forest.

This made Zhou Tong very nervous. After all, after killing Ding Minjun, his own internal strength, physical strength, and spiritual will were all exhausted, and his whole body had reached its limit.

"Who would that person be?" Zhou Tong guessed in his heart, "Because of Ding Minjun's death, he was almost exposed, he must be a disciple of Emei."

"However, in the end, he didn't take action to stop me, and even turned against me."

"Could it be Zhou Zhiruo?"

Zhou Tong was a little puzzled, but he didn't dare to procrastinate. He sat cross-legged on the ground and performed the Nine Suns Divine Art to restore his internal strength.

After a quarter of an hour, he finally regained his composure, without the weakness just now, hastily buried Ding Minjun's body in a big pit, and then quickly turned back to Mount Emei.

After returning to Mount Emei, he immediately went to Zhou Zhiruo's room, but there was no one in the room.

"Could it really be Zhou Zhiruo?" Zhou Tong was a little confused.

At this moment, a disciple of Emei who saw him took the initiative to step forward and said, "Senior Brother Song, the head of the sect welcomes you."

This time, I successfully met Zhou Zhiruo, still in the hidden practice room.

"Nine Yin Sutra?"

After entering the room, Zhou Zhiruo handed him a piece of fine cloth with densely embroidered small characters on it.

When Zhou Tong saw the four large characters at the top, his heart skipped a beat.

At this time, he thought of the reward after he chose not to kill Ding Minjun on the spot, "The reward this time is not directly issued by the system, but obtained in the follow-up plot."

"In other words, obtaining the Nine Yin Scriptures and marrying Zhou Zhiruo will all be realized one by one."

"Now that the Nine Yin Manual has been passed on to me by Zhou Zhiruo, then marry Zhou Zhiruo..."

A gleam of light flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes, "I'm afraid the day when I marry Zhou Zhiruo is not far away."

At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo heard Zhou Tong's words and said, "That's right, this is the Nine Yin Manual, and it is also a peerless martial art that was once famous in the martial arts world and caused countless people in the world to fight for it."

"Zhiruo, are you going to pass on this peerless magic skill to me?" Zhou Tong asked excitedly with an expression of excitement and fanaticism on purpose.

Zhou Zhiruo turned sideways without looking at him, and said in a slightly strange tone: "When you succeed in practicing the Nine Yin Manual, it will be the day you and I get married."

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Chapter 9 Lion Slaying Ceremony, Wedding Day

Ever since Zhou Zhiruo obtained the secret book of the Nine Yin Manual, Zhou Tong almost forgot to eat and sleep and immersed himself in the practice of martial arts.

He chose a total of three martial arts, including the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes, which can reshape his foundation and improve his aptitude;

"Now that I have the Nine Suns Divine Art, a peerless inner strength method, before I have enough foundation and background in martial arts, if I learn the mental method of the Nine Yin Manual, if I am not careful, it will only cause internal conflicts, which will be useless instead. harmful."

"Choosing the basic mental method of the Nine Yin Manual, which is the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes, together with the Great Subduing Demon Fist and the Spiral Nine Shadows body method, is enough to make my martial arts advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time."

"You can't chew more than you can chew. With these three martial arts, it is completely enough!"

After deciding on these three martial arts, Zhou Tong began to practice in Zhou Zhiruo's training room.

Based on the Nine Suns Divine Art, he constantly practiced all kinds of martial arts. Once his internal energy was exhausted, he would meditate and adjust his breath. Compared with other people, his progress was several times faster.

Zhou Zhiruo practiced the same exercises in the Nine Yin Manual. Although the martial arts chosen by the two are different, they often have something in common. They often discuss martial arts with each other, promote each other, and sometimes even forget to eat .

Under such an atmosphere, the atmosphere between Zhou Tong and Zhou Zhiruo has undergone subtle changes, it seems to be closer, and there is a subtle feeling.

But soon, a piece of news suddenly interrupted the two who were originally indulging in martial arts training.

On this day, a disciple of Emei came to report.

"Master, Shaolin Temple sent a post about the Lion Slaying Heroes Association." A disciple of Emei said, and handed over a very delicate post.

After Zhou Zhiruo took it, she opened it, her expression moved slightly, and she murmured, "Dragon Boat Festival is welcome, we will gather in Shaolin and have fun with the heroes of the world."

Zhou Zhiruo closed the post, and said suspiciously: "There is no word about slaughtering a lion on this post?"

The Emei disciple explained: "Nowadays, it has spread in the world that the Shaolin faction has captured the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun. In order to show his face in front of the heroes of the world, he spread hero posts and invited all sects and gangs to gather on the Dragon Boat Festival. Shaolin Temple."

"It's called discussing important matters, but it's actually slaughtering the golden lion king Xie Xun in public."

"That's why this meeting in Shaolin Temple is called the lion-slaying hero meeting by many people in the world."

When Zhou Zhiruo heard this, the expression on her face changed drastically, she gritted her teeth and said, "Xie Xun, the golden lion king?"

She turned around and looked at the Emei disciple, and said in an extremely sinister tone: "Are you sure, the information you got is correct?"

The Emei disciple trembled all over, feeling the cold and sharp aura emanating from Zhou Zhiruo's body, as if someone had stabbed his throat with a knife, trembling with fear.

"Master, the news about the lion-slaying hero meeting has been spread throughout Jianghu. Before these posts reach Emei, the disciple has received several messages, all of which are about this meeting."

"I can be sure that the news this time will never be wrong!"

Zhou Zhiruo remained silent, without saying a word, only an incomparably cold aura pervaded the entire room, and a terrifying murderous intent was raging in her pupils. …

"Zhang Wuji, I have a deep affection for you. In order to marry you, I even did not hesitate to break the oath that my master forced me to swear before he died."

"But you betrayed me again and again. Even when you and I got married, you regretted the marriage on the spot because of the blonde hair of Xie Xun, the golden lion king, and left Zhao Min and me."

"I, Zhou Zhiruo, will never forget such a shame and humiliation!"

Feeling the increasingly heavy and oppressive atmosphere in the room, the Emei disciple's face was a little pale, the clothes on his back were wet with cold sweat, and his body was crumbling.

As Zhou Zhiruo practiced the Nine Yin Manual, her practice became more and more profound, and the aura she unintentionally revealed was far beyond what ordinary Emei disciples could contend with.

At this moment, Zhou Tong coughed suddenly, breaking the extremely calm atmosphere in the room.

Zhou Zhiruo seemed to be awakened by a start at this moment, and glanced at the trembling Emei disciple, suppressed the anger and murderous intent in her heart, and said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "I know about this, you go down first."

When the Emei disciple heard this, his whole body relaxed, and he immediately saluted respectfully, and then quickly left the room in some embarrassment, as if fleeing in despair.

As the door of the room was closed, Zhou Tong looked at Zhou Zhiruo's uncertain face, and said, "Zhiruo, the Shaolin Temple's lion-slaying hero meeting will be held in Duanyang, that is to say, before the fifth day of the Dragon Boat Festival, we have enough Time to prepare for the next move.”

When Zhou Zhiruo heard the words, she suddenly turned around and said, "So you mean..."

Zhou Tong said decisively: "In front of all the heroes in the world, beheading the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun in public is to vent your anger on you, and I have reported the shame and shame of being abandoned by repenting marriage at Guangmingding."

"It also made Zhang Wuji feel so painful that he would regret everything he did to you at that time!"

Zhou Zhiruo's expression was shocked when she heard these words, and said in a complicated tone: "Song Qingshu, do you really think so?"

Zhou Tong nodded and said without hesitation: "Of course!"

Zhou Zhiruo took a deep breath, and said in Senhan's words: "Zhang Wuji ruined the marriage in front of the heroes of the world, and made me lose face, and even the whole Emei faction became a laughing stock in the world."

"This hatred, this hatred, I have to repay it. Song Qingshu, you can be so considerate and support me...I..."

Zhou Tong looked into Zhou Zhiruo's eyes expectantly, hoping to hear her next words, but unfortunately, he still failed to do so in the end.

Zhou Zhiruo turned around with a complicated expression, turned her back to Zhou Tong and said, "I'm afraid the Lion Slaying Heroes' Meeting this time may not be that simple. Zhang Wuji will definitely go there in order to save Xie Xun."

"With my current strength, I'm afraid I'm not his opponent yet, and I will need your help when the time comes."

Zhou Tong looked at the somewhat thin back of the woman in front of him, sighed slightly in his heart, and said, "Don't worry, Zhiruo! The Lion Slaying Heroes Association will kill Xie Xun and fight against Zhang Wuji. I am obliged to do so."

After Wei Wei paused for a moment, he continued to speak: "Since such a major event has happened now, I think you have a lot of things to arrange in the future, so I won't bother you here."

"Take a good rest and don't bother too much. No matter how powerful Zhang Wuji is, he will definitely not be able to stop us from joining forces."

"Zhiruo, no matter what decision you make, I will support you."

After Zhou Tong finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door of the room, but the moment he opened the door and was about to walk out.

Zhou Zhiruo's voice suddenly rang in his ears, "Song Qingshu, I know your feelings for me..."

"After three days, you and I will..."

Zhou Zhiruo's voice seemed to be hesitant and trembling, but in the end she continued, "You and I will officially get married!"

After saying these words, she seemed to have lost all her strength, and her whole body seemed a little weak, like a willow in the wind, with a feeling of being crumbling.

Although Zhou Zhiruo's words were light, when they fell into Zhou Tong's ears, they were like thunder on the ground, and immediately made him look ecstatic.

He turned around abruptly, and said in disbelief, "Zhiruo, did I hear you right? Is what you said true?"

It seems to be the instinct of this body, and it seems to be Zhou Tong's day and night thoughts during this period of time. At this moment, he can feel his blood seem to be boiling, and there is a kind of joy and excitement from the heart.

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Chapter 10 Desperation is approaching, and the plot is fruitful

After leaving Zhou Zhiruo's room, Zhou Tong's excitement gradually calmed down.

Thinking of the news about the Lion Slaying Heroes Association just now, his eyes flickered, and many thoughts appeared in his mind.

"In the original plot, the Lion Slaying Heroes Club not only did not become Xie Xun's burial place, but instead allowed him to be cleansed in one fell swoop and become a righteous Shaolin disciple, allowing all past sins to dissipate."

"On the contrary, it was Song Qingshu who fought against his biological father, father and son killed each other, and finally died tragically at the hands of his favorite Zhou Zhiruo. It can be said to be extremely tragic."