Start the Nine Suns Divine Art, marry Zhou Zhiruo

"The talent was triggered the first two times. Although it looked dangerous, there was a chance of survival. But this time, the lion-slaying hero meeting will be my fatal crisis..."

There was a cold light in Zhou Tong's eyes, "The Wudang faction must kill Song Qingshu, a rebellious traitor, and then quickly. If Song Qingshu can't be killed, Wudang will become a laughing stock in the whole Jianghu."

"But for me, it is very difficult to kill Wudang. After all, Song Yuanqiao is the biological father of this body. It is simply unacceptable for heaven to kill his father with his son."

"Furthermore, once the Wudang faction is opened to kill, it is very likely that Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of martial arts, will be drawn out, and he will die in the end."

"What's more, if you want to deal with Xie Xun with Zhou Zhiruo, you will definitely be enemies with Zhang Wuji and Mingjiao. This is a powerful force that cannot be provoked."

Zhou Tong also felt extremely heavy at this time, and murmured in his heart: "After all, it will be the Ming Dynasty that overthrows the Mongolian court and sweeps the world again."

"According to the plot of Yitian Tulongji, the entire Ming Dynasty was only owned by Zhu Yuanzhang after he usurped the power of Mingjiao."

"One Jianghu sect was able to compete with the army of the entire Yuan Dynasty, and even set off a mighty rebel force. It is conceivable how powerful it is!"

"The period before the Lion Slaying Heroes Association will probably be my last peaceful period, and it will also be the only time for me to improve my strength."

"Time doesn't wait..."

Zhou Tong's expression was heavy, and a thought flashed in his mind, "The situation I'm in will get worse and worse. Although the world is big now, only Zhou Zhiruo and the Emei Sect can be my arms to fight against Wudang and Mingjiao."

"If Zhou Zhiruo and I can't be united before the Lion Slaying Heroes Meeting, if something happens at the meeting and I'm abandoned by Zhou Zhiruo and Emei, I'm afraid the audience will attack me, and I will die."

Zhou Tong took a deep breath, "So the wedding three days later is just a formality for Zhou Zhiruo, but it is a matter of life and death for me."

He whispered in a decisive tone, "Zhou Zhiruo, I must get you..."

"Even if I can't get your heart, I want to get your people!"

Just when he was preoccupied, three Emei female disciples came to him hand in hand, and the leader was Jingxuan, the elder sister of Jingzi generation.

"Senior Brother Song." The three Emei female disciples clasped their fists in salute.

"Are you waiting for me?" Zhou Tong stopped and asked with some doubts.

The three female disciples looked at each other, hesitated a bit, and did not speak for a long time. …

Seeing this, Zhou Tong asked with a chuckle, "Is there something you want to ask me for? Just say it, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

A female disciple looked at Jingxuan and said, "Senior Sister, you should say it!"

Jingxuan sighed, took a step forward, looked into Zhou Tong's eyes, and said in a heavy tone: "During this time, you and the master have been practicing martial arts diligently, right?"

Zhou Tong nodded and replied, "That's right, Zhiruo and I are indeed cultivating hard, and we have achieved something."

"You guys are practicing kung fu to deal with Zhang Wuji, right?" Jingxuan asked immediately.

Hearing this, Zhou Tong immediately guessed the intention and purpose of the three female disciples, he had an idea in his mind, and replied simply: "That's right, Zhiruo and I have obtained some of the lost skills of the Emei Sect, so the two of us Today's strength is enough to counter Zhang Wuji's Nine Suns Divine Art and the Great Teleportation of the Universe."

Hearing this, another female disciple interjected anxiously: "Senior Brother Song, this is what we are worried about!"

"The head of the sect is only targeting Zhang Wuji alone, while the Emei faction is facing the entire Ming Cult. If Zhang Wuji is really killed by your hands, the Ming Cult will definitely invade."

"Based on the current power of both sides, the Mingjiao has a large number of people, and when the time comes..."

Jingxuan said solemnly at this time: "Brother Song, you have officially entered our Emei, please take our Emei as the most important thing."

The female disciple who was silent at the side also muttered in a low voice: "We don't want the master to ruin our Emei Sect because of his own selfishness."

Jingxuan signaled slightly, stopped the female disciple, and then said: "You are close to the master, can you persuade her?"

However, before Jingxuan finished speaking, the female disciple looked at Zhou Tong angrily and said, "We don't want you to be used by the master..."

"Enough!" Zhou Tong said directly, and said in a rather stern tone: "In this case, I don't want to hear it from you again."

"I know exactly what kind of person Zhiruo is."

"You say Zhiruo wants to oppose Zhang Wuji because of his own selfishness, but do you know what is most important to the Emei Sect right now?"

Zhou Tong stared at the three female disciples, and said in a cold voice: "The news that Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei Sect, has been condemned by Mingjiao to renege on the spot and become an abandoned wife has been spread in the world and spread to everyone."

"Everyone is laughing at me as the head of the Emei Sect. I don't think I need to tell you those ugly words, right?"

"As for the Emei disciples, even the entire Emei Sect is underestimated."

Zhou Tong said in a sonorous tone: "Zhiruo, as the head of the Emei School, represents the majesty and prestige of the entire Emei, not just her honor and disgrace."

"If we can't wash away this shame and humiliation, and let these rumors spread, I am afraid that within a few years, no one will come to Emei to study as a teacher, and the entire Emei Sect will become the laughing stock of others, lest they avoid it."

Jingxuan's expression couldn't help being shocked, and he murmured: "This...is it really like this?"

Zhou Tong looked at her and said, "Is that so, you should know better than me!"

"Zhiruo, she inherits the will of Miejue Shitai, and wants to make Emei famous, making the Emei school a famous school in the whole Jianghu, surpassing Wudang and Shaolin."

"To realize such an ambition, one can imagine the difficulties."

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Chapter 11 Marry Zhou Zhiruo

Three days later, on Mount Emei, there were lanterns and festoons, and red silk was hung everywhere, and a festive atmosphere permeated the entire Emei School.

Zhou Zhiruo sat in the boudoir, looking at the bronze mirror in front of him, several seniors and sisters were dressing him up.

"Junior Sister Zhiruo, do you really want to marry Song Qingshu?" Emei female disciple Bei Jinyi looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was covered in gold and red makeup, and her skin was as fair as jade. She couldn't help but speak.

Seemingly realizing that what she said was inappropriate, she immediately said, "I just want to say, will you be happy marrying Song Qingshu?"

When Zhou Zhiruo heard the words, a dazed look flashed across her face, and scenes emerged from her mind uncontrollably.

It was so similar to the current scene that even the question seemed to still echo in my ears.

Zhou Zhiruo seemed to recall the day she and Zhang Wuji got married, it was Yang Buhui who was dressing her up, she also asked herself, are you happy?

How did you feel at that time?Joyful, dazed, apprehensive, I just feel my heart beating so fast and full of anticipation.

But now, wearing the same wedding dress, she no longer has the joy and anxiety of being married.

It seemed that everything in front of me had nothing to do with me, like a marionette, let the teachers and sisters fiddle with it, but my heart felt a little empty.

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's silence, Bei Jinyi sighed softly and said, "Zhiruo, I watched you grow up, and now I'm talking about this, I just hope you can think clearly."

"Now your marriage with Song Qingshu is a foregone conclusion. He will accompany you for the rest of your life. I just hope you don't half-heartedly!"

"Although Song Qingshu has all kinds of bad deeds, he has deep affection for you. I hope you can let go of the past and get along with him well. You can not only live up to his infatuation, but also let yourself go."

"Senior Sister hopes that you can truly be happy!"

Bei Jinyi's words made Zhou Zhiruo feel mixed feelings, and she was in a daze for a while. When she came back to her senses, she was surrounded by all the teachers and sisters and came to the main hall.

Today's Zhou Tong is dressed in a bright red wedding gown, with a slender and tall figure, hair tied in a golden crown, handsome eyebrows, handsome and refined.

After seeing Zhou Zhiruo, his face showed joy and excitement from the bottom of his heart.

"Forget it, don't think about it, let's take a step forward!" A thought flashed in Zhou Zhiruo's mind, and then surrounded by everyone, she walked forward side by side with Zhou Tong.

This time, according to Zhou Zhiruo's intention, everything was kept simple in their big wedding, and no heroes from the world outside the Emei School were invited.

An elder preaching scriptures from the Emei Sect sat at the head. As the witness of the marriage, many disciples of Emei who practiced cultivation and lay disciples all came to witness, and there were lively discussions and congratulatory sounds everywhere, making the formerly quiet Mount Emei , with a little hustle and bustle.

"They are all sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and they don't pay attention to those red tapes. Since Zhiruo, you and Qingshu are like-minded and have a date for a lifetime, then I will marry you two today."

The Emei preaching elder is 73 years old. He has never practiced martial arts, but only studied scriptures. He is highly respected in the Emei School. …

At this time, the auspicious time has come, and the master of ceremonies has long said loudly: "Groom and bride, let's worship the heaven and the earth."

boom!

There seemed to be a roar in Zhou Zhiruo's ears, and the scene from the past reappeared in front of her eyes.

It was also decorated with lanterns and festoons, full of guests and friends. I thought it would be the happiest moment in my life, but it turned into a heart-piercing scar.

It was clearly her wedding day, but as soon as Zhao Min appeared, she instantly grabbed everyone's attention. She was calm and calm, with sharp words, like a dazzling pearl, instantly overwhelmed everyone's brilliance.

"Zhang Wuji, you are not allowed to marry Zhou Zhiruo today!" Zhao Min said to Zhang Wuji in front of her.

In front of the world's heroes and the heads of various martial arts factions, Yang Xiao first spoke to stop him, and then the White-browed Eagle King and Zhang Sanfeng spoke, but none of them could stop Zhang Wuji from regretting his marriage.

Looking at the two people looking at each other, it seems that there are thousands of words in silence...

Zhou Zhiruo didn't even want to think about the scene at that time, and she almost completely forgot about her feelings at that time.

All that's left is pain!

Unforgettable pain!

Heart-piercing pain!

And the boundless darkness and cold!

"I warn you, as long as you step out of this gate today, you don't have to come to me again!"

Zhou Zhiruo could vaguely remember that saying these words was the expectation and pleading in her heart, how she hoped that she could get the answer she wanted from Zhang Wuji's mouth.

"Zhang Wuji, don't regret it if you come out of Guangmingding!"

……

However, everything finally happened!

"Zhiruo, my adoptive father has been so kind to me as a mountain, please forgive me." After leaving this simple sentence, Zhang Wuji turned around and left.

"Okay, what a Zhang Wuji."

"Everyone, what you have seen with your own eyes is that Zhang Wuji betrayed me, not him."

"From today onwards, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang's surname will be separated from each other."

"Even if Zhang Wuji has great reasons, he shouldn't abandon the marriage on the spot and go with Zhao Min. This insult is especially severe to me, and the pain of ten thousand arrows pierces my heart."

"I, Zhou Zhiruo, don't want to be humiliated today. I have such a pearl."

Those heartless and heartless words were as sharp as a sword, but each sentence pierced my heart fiercely, and the pain was so painful!

Today's familiar scene makes all the past come to the fore, like a nightmare, lingering.

Zhou Zhiruo's face instantly became extremely pale, even her body was trembling slightly, and the clothes on her back were soaked.

At this moment, Zhou Tong noticed Zhou Zhiruo's strangeness. Although it was covered by the phoenix crown bead curtain, he still felt the sadness, even despair, from the woman beside him.

Without hesitation, he grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's slender, cold, slightly trembling hand, and said gently but firmly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Zhiruo is not afraid, you still have me."

There were not too many words, no more actions, but the warm palm and firm words, like a ray of sunshine, made Zhou Zhiruo's cold abyss-like aura gradually dissipate.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhou Tong from the corner of her eye, and only saw a pair of sincere and warm eyes, bright and shining like stars.

This man has become more and more difficult for her to figure out, more and more difficult to understand...

I don't even know when, when Zhou Zhiruo saw his eyes, she wanted to avoid them. It was an indescribable feeling.

Is it guilt?Still hesitating?Or is it to escape?

Sometimes she can't help but have such a thought in her mind, "Is this man really Song Qingshu?"

A myriad of thoughts and mixed feelings made Zhou Zhiruo tender, but at this moment, with Zhou Tong's firm words and warm and strong palms, all emotions disappeared!

On Zhou Zhiruo's face, there was a smile that she didn't notice, and she said, "I know, you've always been here!"

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Chapter 12 Bridal chamber wedding night

On Mount Emei, there was laughter and laughter, and the banquet lasted until late at night.

Zhou Tong would not refuse anyone who came, as long as someone offered a toast, he would take a drink from the glass in his hand.

A few Emei female disciples were panting tiredly, and finally helped Zhou Tong out of the room.

"I'm not drunk, I can walk by myself, let me go, I'm going to find Zhiruo." At the door of the room, Zhou Tong pushed away several female disciples, and staggered towards the room.

Click!

Just as the door of the room was closed, there was a thud, as if Zhou Tong was quite drunk and fell directly to the ground.

Several beautiful disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and some even couldn't help laughing out loud.

"At the wedding night, this Senior Brother Song is so drunk, do you think the master will take care of him?"

"I don't know if Brother Song will regret it when he wakes up the next day, haha."

Several people talked and laughed, and gradually walked away.

Zhou Zhiruo in the wedding room was still a little anxious and indescribably nervous when she heard the sound of the door opening.