Start the Nine Suns Divine Art, marry Zhou Zhiruo

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were tightly closed, she was still in a deep sleep, her brows were still slightly frowned, as if she still had various things on her mind in her dream.

Zhou Tong never got up, looking at the beauty sleeping soundly in his arms, he felt complacent and happy.

Every inch of the woman's skin in front of her was flawless, which made people's heart flutter. Just embracing each other made Zhou Tong's heart hot again.

It's just that Zhou Zhiruo is a new wife after all, and the two of them entangled until late at night last night, which was already a little unbearable for her.

Zhou Tong's heart was burning, but he also felt pity, besides, it was dawn at this time, if it continued at this time, I'm afraid it would really drive the woman in front of him completely crazy.

It wasn't until the sun was high that Zhou Zhiruo's eyes slowly opened. Although her body was a little sore, she especially felt an indescribable sense of shame in her lower body.

But it has been a long, long time since she let go of everything like this, and she fell asleep until dawn, feeling extremely relaxed and at ease.

It's just that when she felt the breath of the man beside her and the closeness of their skin, she immediately recalled what happened last night.

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly turned her head, and saw Zhou Tong who was close at hand, looking at him with a smile.

With a look of shame and indignation on her face, she angrily said: "Song Qingshu, get out of here."

When Zhou Tong heard the name Song Qingshu, for some reason, he felt a little displeased. He bent down and kissed the soft lips of the woman in front of him.

Zhou Zhiruo was ashamed and annoyed, she was naked at this time, being hugged by this man and being so close to him, her heart was full of panic, and there was also a trace of unspeakable tension.

After pushing Zhou Tong away, Zhou Zhiruo became a little annoyed and said, "Song Qingshu, if you treat me like this again..."

Before the words finished, Zhou Tong kissed him again. After a while, the two separated their lips and teeth. Zhou Tong said a little domineeringly: "I told you, don't call me Song Qingshu again."

Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth, turned her head slightly and did not dare to look into the man's eyes, and said tremblingly, "I see, let me go first."

Zhou Tong's right hand lightly pinched Zhou Zhiruo's fair chin, making her look at him squarely, and said each word, "You want to call me Husband."

Zhou Zhiruo was a little out of breath at this time, and slapped it out with a palm, "Song Qingshu, you are too presumptuous!"

Zhou Tong didn't dodge or dodge. After receiving the palm, a streak of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

The dazzling blood color immediately made Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face turn pale, and she said with a trembling tone, "You...why don't you hide?"

Zhou Tong looked into her eyes, and kissed her again. Zhou Zhiruo was completely dazed, and even forgot to dodge, allowing this man to kiss her lips again.

"I've said it before, you are not allowed to call me Song Qingshu anymore, but Husband."

The bodies of the two hugged each other tightly, and they could feel each other's heartbeat and body temperature.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo didn't know why, but she suddenly felt extremely weak, she lowered her head hastily, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I see, husband...husband..."...

"Let me go, okay!"

Zhou Tong knew that the woman in his arms was thin-skinned, and it was already the limit to be able to sit up to this point. If he teased her again, he might really become angry from embarrassment, so he let her go gently, and said: "There have been a few waves of Emei disciples just now. I came to look for you, but I chased them away, after you get up and eat something, go and have a look, they probably have something important to report to you."

"What did you say?" Zhou Zhiruo immediately became flustered when she heard the words, her face flushed like a fire, and even her fair ears turned red.

"Why didn't you wake me up? What can I do about this? Everyone knows me...I..."

Zhou Zhiruo gave Zhou Tong a bitter look, and said, "It's all your fault, now I will be everyone's laughing stock."

Zhou Tong lay motionless on the bed, propping his head on the side of his right hand, admiring the beauty's frantic dressing, and the occasional happy moment, which was even more seductive, making his eyes seem to be burning with flames, and his throat was a little tingling. Dry.

"It's because they don't know what to do. They know that last night was our bridal chamber, but they still came so early today to disturb us."

"Besides, you and I are now a legitimate couple. The happiness in the boudoir is the law of nature. How can it be the turn of others to make irresponsible remarks?"

Feeling his burning gaze, Zhou Zhiruo's face became more and more ashamed. It was the first time in her life that she was dressing in front of a man, which made her want to die of shame and indignation.

"Song..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt Zhou Tong's eyes suddenly narrowed, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously covered her lips.

"I... I mean, you turn around, I want to get dressed."

Zhou Tong smiled lightly and said, "Haven't you never seen it? Are you still so shy?"

Sensing Zhou Zhiruo's almost murderous eyes, he deliberately said in a perfunctory tone: "Okay! Okay! I'm afraid of you."

After pretending to be helpless and closing her eyes, Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth. When she met this man, she felt powerless and helpless.

"What a shameless bastard!"

She couldn't help but curse inwardly, but she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that this man would do something here that would make her ashamed and unbearable.

It's already this time, if you don't deal with the Emei affairs, I'm afraid you will really be laughed to death by all the teachers and sisters.

"It's really embarrassing to see people!" Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly put on her clothes, but found that Zhou Tong had already opened his eyes and was staring at him intently.

Feeling angry and helpless, he snorted coldly, sat in front of the dressing table in the room, and started to untangle his hair.

Zhou Tong put on a robe to cover his body, came behind her, took the comb lightly, and said, "Let me do it!"

Zhou Zhiruo originally wanted to refuse, but Zhou Tong didn't give her a chance to resist at all. He took a comb and started combing her long black hair like a waterfall.

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't resist him, and originally wanted to stab him a few words, but felt the careful and focused movements of the man behind him, as well as the gentle expression in the bronze mirror, but he couldn't say those words no matter what.

The room fell silent for a moment, only the sound of the comb rubbing against the hair, inexplicably quiet and harmonious.

Zhou Zhiruo could clearly feel the breathing of the man behind her, and her gentle movements seemed to have touched her heart severely. For some reason, there was water in her eye sockets.

In front of this man, she always seemed to easily expose her weakness and grievances, and her strength and courage today always seemed to be easily broken.

In front of this man, she is more like a weak little woman.

Not the head of Emei, not a master of peerless martial arts, not a disciple of Emei who bears various responsibilities...

Just a wronged little woman who likes to cry!

The bronze mirror reflects the figures of the two people. The beauty is like jade, and the man is heroic. There is an indescribable harmony.

"Zhiruo doesn't cry, I'm always here."

Zhou Tong gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at Zhou Zhiruo in the bronze mirror, his eyes crossed in the mirror, and showed a gentle smile.

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Chapter 14 Going down to Emei alone, with love entangled in my heart

Mount Emei, under the waterfall.

Zhou Tong runs the Nine Suns Magic Art, his internal energy is as mighty as a mighty river, and his whole body has a masculine momentum.

The originally unfathomable and ghost-like peerless movement technique has completely changed under the influence of this mighty internal force.

Zhou Tong seemed to be transformed into three in an instant, and at the same time he cast Zhigang Zhiyang's Great Subduing Demon Fist, an incomparably terrifying aura swept across all directions, and even set off a terrifying wind that stopped the waterfall.

So fierce and domineering that Si!

A moment later, Zhou Tong stood up with his achievements, dressed in robes, and naturally had a majestic demeanor that made people awe-inspiring.

"Da Fu Mo Fist and Nine Suns Divine Art are both masculine exercises. When performed at the same time, they almost have the power to destroy everything and sweep away all directions."

"On the other hand, the movement technique of Spiral Nine Shadows has quite a few differences with mine. I can only use this clone phantom technique to bombard and kill all directions at the same time, bursting out with even more powerful power in an instant."

Zhou Tong thought silently, "The Nine Suns Magic Art and the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes complement each other, and the cultivation of internal strength is making rapid progress, and it feels like it will come naturally."

"The Great Demon Subduing Fist does not focus on moves, but instead focuses on internal strength and aura. If the Vajra subdues demons, the gods and men will subdue the world, and the first strike will have the power to destroy the universe."

"Coupled with Spiral Nine Shadows' phantom avatar method, I can explode instantly, and my strength has initially formed a system."

"But……"

A cold look flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes, "The Dragon Boat Festival is getting closer and closer now, and there are only two months left. I want to use my current strength to fight against the Nine Suns Magic Art and the Great Teleportation of the Universe, and even Tai Chi Peerless martial arts such as boxing and sword are still like a pebble hitting a stone."

"The Lion-Slaying Heroes' Association will be my life and death situation. Just one Zhang Wuji is enough to put me in a state of doom, not to mention the entire Mingjiao and Wudang."

"Once Zhang Sanfeng is really drawn out, although the world is big, there will be no place for me anymore."

"These two months will be my last peaceful years. I must seize the opportunity and improve my strength to the extreme as soon as possible."

Zhou Tong turned around and walked towards Zhou Zhiruo's boudoir.

"For me, the best way to improve my strength now is to fight to the death!"

"There is great terror at the juncture of life and death, but there are also great opportunities and great fortunes, which are enough to raise your strength to the peak in a short period of time, and increase your own fighting experience to deal with various crises in the future."

"Looks like it's time to leave Mount Emei..."

After returning to the room, it was empty, and Zhou Zhiruo was not in sight.

Zhou Tong shook his head lightly, knowing that she was deliberately avoiding him, and went straight to sit at the front of the desk on one side.

There was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone arranged on the desk, and he took the pen and paper, and wrote a farewell letter in a flowing manner.

After writing the letter, Zhou Tong packed up the two robes, held the long sword, took a last look at the bed, smiled, turned and left without hesitation, and went straight down Mount Emei. The danger zone of war has gone.

……

Zhou Zhiruo didn't leave the hall after finishing the affairs at hand. She felt so tender in her heart that she didn't know how to face her husband. …

Originally, Zhou Tong used force on her and took her body, so she should have hated her; but now she can't hate her no matter what!

But she still couldn't let herself accept this husband from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help feeling mixed feelings, full of hesitation and hesitation.

"Perhaps we should all calm down for a while. I'd better stay in the secret room and practice during this period."

At this moment, a disciple of Emei came to report, "Master, just now a disciple saw Senior Brother Song leaving Emei with his luggage."

"What?" Zhou Zhiruo stood up abruptly and exclaimed in disbelief, "Where is he now?"

"Senior Brother Song is in a hurry, he should have left Mount Emei by now!" the Emei disciple said cautiously, and observed Zhou Zhiruo's expression from the corner of his eye after speaking.

Zhou Zhiruo's expression was a little puzzled, and he was still a little bit surprised up to now: "Song Qingshu chose to leave Emei at this time? What happened?"

After dismissing the Emei disciple, she quickly rushed into the room, "Song Qingshu, what on earth do you want to do?"

Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth and murmured. For some reason, she didn't feel relaxed, but instead felt a little angry and unspeakably wronged.

After returning to the room, she saw the letter left on the desk at a glance.

Zhou Zhiruo slowly opened the letter, the ink marks were still wet, and she seemed to be able to see the appearance of the man's pen and paper in front of her eyes.

Zhiruo, the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and all the heroes in the world are coming together. I am a Wudang rebel, and I want to offend Zhang Wuji and Mingjiao. At that time, the situation in Emei will be extremely dangerous.

Now that you and I are married, I will naturally support you and stay in Emei to practice penance. The day of the lion slaughter meeting may be the time when we will be robbed.

I don't want to sit and wait for death, I just want to use the sword in my hand to make a bright future, and guard you forever.

This time I will go down the mountain, and I will join the battlefield. After fighting and fighting, if I survive by chance, at the Dragon Boat Festival, you and I will naturally meet again in Shaolin.

At that time, the two of us will join forces and sweep away all the heroes in the world, spread our prestige in the martial arts world, and be powerful in all directions. Naturally, we can stay together until we grow old.

……

The words on the letter paper are sincere and sincere, which can make people feel the man's iron bones and unyielding.

Zhou Zhiruo was at a loss for a while, "Is this man really Song Qingshu? That Song Qingshu who was controlled and used by Chen Youliang like a bereaved dog, who discarded all his dignity and integrity?"

How dangerous is the fight on the battlefield. Among thousands of troops, even a peerless master may be in danger of falling if he is not careful.

But Song Qingshu, a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, would choose to take the initiative to kill and go to the battlefield?

Zhou Zhiruo stared at the letter in front of her in a daze, feeling that her impression of that man was being changed again and again.

"Song..."

She whispered, and just said the name, but subconsciously stopped, as if seeing the man looking at her domineeringly again.

"Zhiruo, as I said, you are not allowed to call me Song Qingshu or my husband."

Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face was a little hot, and her lips were slightly pursed, as if she was worried that the man would kiss her domineeringly again.

But after a while, there was still nothing in front of her, and no one would treat her lightly like that again.

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly felt a strong sense of loss and grievance, "You...why did you leave without discussing with me?"

Obviously it was the bridal chamber last night, and this morning he combed three thousand black hair for her, but in the blink of an eye, he left cruelly like this, and he didn't even have time to see him again.

"Hmph! Why do I think so? Why do I want to see him?" Zhou Zhiruo whispered, "Dare to leave without saying a word, what do you think of me? Come and leave when you want?"

"You...you'd better come back alive for me, otherwise I will make you look good."

As she spoke, Zhou Zhiruo's tone became more and more lonely. She carefully put away the letter paper in her hand, looked at the bed where the two had slept together, couldn't help sighing, turned and left.

"Song... If you come back properly, I will forgive you, forgive everything you have done to me..."

"I only hope that you can come back alive... Husband... Husband!"

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Chapter 15 Undead in Hundred Battles, Forging Bone by the Book of Changes