Yitian's Clothes and Crowns

When Zhang Wuji talked about the appearance of Zha Yadu, Song Qingshu knew that the truth of the matter was far from what he had thought before, but he did not expect that his accidental insertion back then would actually change Zha Yadu into what he is now, and that the Didn't that kid still look at Zhao Min affectionately?Why is he actually pressing someone to call his name now, and the one being pressed looks very similar to himself.Could it be that the kid was actually abused, otherwise how could he fall in love with him after being kidnapped once?

Realizing that he had actually become someone else's sex object, Song Qingshu's face became a little weird, and he didn't speak.It's not that he discriminates against homosexuals, but hearing that a stranger who can be regarded as trying to put himself under him, I believe anyone will be upset.

When Song Qingshu was thinking about seven or eight ways to teach Zha Yadu a lesson in the future, Zhang Wuji, who had just finished speaking, was also a little dark. It was really unforgivable to think that Zha Yadu had such dirty thoughts about his senior brother. .

Zha Yadu, who was being thought about how to teach him a harsh lesson by the brothers and sisters, sneezed fiercely in the Seventh Prince's mansion, and trembled unconsciously. Thinking of the last glance when he arrived that day, he looked at his body trapped in lust again. Weibi.Suddenly losing interest, he got up and kicked him under the bed without mercy, and said coldly, "Get lost."

And Wei Bi, who quickly woke up, seemed to be used to it, put on his coat and walked out softly.Zha Yadu, who was lying on his back on the big bed, recalled the appearance of that person over and over again. In fact, Song Qingshu at that time was really not good-looking. The unhesitating firm look in his eyes is still deeply remembered in his heart as before.

When he saw Song Qingshu jumping off with Zhang Wuji in his arms without hesitation, Zha Yadu was deeply jealous of Zhang Wuji who stayed in his arms. It was like this before, and now it is like this again. Why is that kid so lucky and able to have Song Qingshu firmly guarded.

Song Qingshu felt goosebumps all over his body when he thought that there was actually a tall and thick man staring at him all the time.According to Zhang Wuji, that boy Zha Yadu's martial arts seems to be pretty good. Although Zhang Wuji can only display most of his internal strength because of the cold poison, it is not bad in general. Even more powerful.

But thinking of Zha Yadu's identity, being the son of the Seventh Prince, powerful and rich, these must be the best conditions, and he must have taken a lot of panacea to increase internal strength, and he must have been taught by a famous teacher.And since he and Zhang Wuji came down from Wudang Mountain, no one taught them anymore. They just practiced their internal skills every day, and some of the moves were also learned before.

Thinking that one day he would be caught and crushed under him because of his loss of force, Song Qingshu shuddered fiercely, and then turned his gaze to Zhang Wuji who was sitting across from him, thinking viciously: Damn, I have a big boss , black can't kill you!

Song Qingshu grabbed Zhang Wuji's hand and said solemnly: "Wuji, senior brother will teach you about his safety later. When you see that kid in the future, teach senior brother a good lesson."

Zhang Wuji stared at the hands they were holding, and nodded seriously.

Since then, the two of them have worked harder and harder to practice the Nine Suns Divine Art, almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep.Every time Song Qingshu thought of Zha Yadu, he had to practice martial arts tirelessly as if he had installed an engine.And Zhang Wuji worked even harder, admiring Song Qingshu who thought he was working hard.

The more you practice the Nine Suns Divine Art, the more difficult and subtle it is, and the slower your progress will be.The two discussed with each other, and it took half a year for the third volume, and nearly two years for the last volume to complete the practice, and Song Qingshu took another year longer than Zhang Wuji.

All in all, the two have been in Guzhong for more than four years, Zhang Wuji is 20 years old, and Song Qingshu is 24 years old.At this time, Zhang Wuji had grown from a young boy to a tall young man. In the past few years in the valley, he sometimes climbed the mountain with the great white ape. After exercising, his skin was bronze-colored, his muscles were firm but not tangled, and his whole body was only in the body. A piece of animal skin is wrapped around the bottom, and the hair is only tied behind with a straw rope. There is still a black stubble on the chin, and the whole person looks like a savage.

But Song Qingshu is not used to showing his chest, and he wore a fur coat more than Zhang Wuji. Compared with a few years ago, there is no change, but his childishness has receded, and he has experienced life and death, and he is waiting in this uncontested valley. After a few years, the whole person became more and more gentle under self-cultivation.

In Butterfly Valley before, Song Qingshu had already taught Zhang Wuji all the martial arts moves of the Wudang School that he had learned, and worried that he had no experience in fighting against others, so he often sparred with him.Later, when he came to Guzhong, although he practiced the Nine Suns Divine Art diligently, he still set aside an hour every day to dismantle moves.

It's just that Song Qingshu was only 15 years old after all, and although the martial arts moves he learned were good, he hadn't been exposed to the advanced martial arts of the Wudang School.And in the past few years in the valley, although the two often split their moves, they will not be like a real life-and-death fight after all, so it is just to let the two get familiar with the moves. If you want to improve your strength, one is to return to Wudang Mountain as soon as possible To learn martial arts moves, the other is to go to the rivers and lakes to practice.

Song Qingshu began to think about going out of the valley after he had mastered the Nine Suns Divine Art. After all, it was impossible for the two of them to stay in the valley forever. Glancing at the fish that Zhang Wuji was grilling, his determination to go out of the valley became firmer.

Although Zhang Wuji felt a little pity that he couldn't stay alone with his senior brother, he knew that sooner or later he would leave, so he didn't object.

The two of them had nothing to do, so they left the valley that day and found a nearby town to buy some clothes. As for the money problem, Song Qingshu found a rich man in gorgeous clothes to solve it, but Zhang Wuji didn't expect his senior brother to be able to do it. This theft was nothing more than a surprise.

Song Qingshu caught a glimpse of the unnatural expression on Zhang Wuji's face, squinted his eyes and looked at him, "Why, do you have an opinion on my approach?" He thought in his heart that if this kid dared to say yes, let's see how he can teach him a good lesson.

Zhang Wuji was most familiar with Song Qingshu's expression, seeing that Song Qing was smiling in writing, but he didn't know how to teach himself a lesson.He hurriedly shook his head, smiled obsequiously and moved to Song Qingshu's side and said, "No, I was just thinking, if I encounter this kind of thing in the future, I will let Wuji do it, so I don't need my brother to do it."

Song Qingshu was deeply satisfied with Zhang Wuji's answer, and patted his head in relief, but then he felt a little uncomfortable, why is this kid so tall, it makes it inconvenient to pat his head now.On the contrary, Zhang Wuji knew what he was thinking, and lowered his head slightly to send to Song Qingshu's subordinates, but he was very satisfied with the height of the two of them, just enough to protect his senior brother in his arms.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's actions, Song Qingshu's uneasy mood immediately flew away. He was very satisfied with the children he raised, and he was even more proud when he thought that the big boss was raised to be so outstanding by himself.Once in a good mood, Song Qingshu took Zhang Wuji's hand and walked towards the biggest hotel in the town.

Zhang Wuji, who was walking beside him, looked at Song Qingshu who had changed into new clothes, and watched the free and easy smile on his face. He tightened his hands slightly, wrapping his slender and soft hands in them, and a big smile appeared on his face.

I have to say that the appearance of the two who have changed into new clothes and took good care of themselves is still very attractive.Song Qingshu had a gentle smile on his face, a delicate yet handsome face, resolute and deep eyes, and a slender figure, which made people feel good at first glance.And Zhang Wuji shaved off his beard, tied up the hair in front of his forehead with a jade hairpin like Song Qingshu's, and scattered the rest on his shoulders, revealing a handsome face. The delicate face originally hidden under the beard made Song Qingshu feel Some marvel at God's love.It's true that people are more popular than people, and it doesn't matter if you have good martial arts talent, but you are so good looking, no wonder you can deceive so many little girls.

The two had a big meal in the hotel, and found another inn to live in. Lying on the long-lost soft bed, Song Qingshu groaned comfortably, but after tossing and turning for a long time, Song Qingshu squinted his eyes slightly to see Why can't he fall asleep despite being sleepy?

Could it be that I have been used to sleeping on the straw pile for a long time, but I am not used to the comfortable bed?Song Qingshu sighed, moved the quilt to the ground and slept on it.But it still didn't work, Song Qingshu turned on the bed again, staring at the empty sky.Then he thought of someone who was sleeping comfortably next door, someone who was so sleepy that he couldn't sleep, and he took offense.

Turning over and getting out of bed without even putting on his coat, he jumped out of the window and entered the next room. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhang Wuji sitting on the bed and looking at him.Song Qingshu was not surprised either, he would be surprised if Zhang Wuji was still sleeping like a dead man if a big living person came in.Feeling ashamed at not waking anyone up at all, Song Qingshu walked over to lie on Zhang Wuji's bed, met his gaze, and shouted from embarrassment, "What are you looking at, I've taken a fancy to your bed, can't you?"

Zhang Wuji chuckled, "Of course, let's sleep together, senior brother."

Hearing the doting voice, Song Qingshu's face blushed for some reason, and with a low "um", he turned over to face the wall.He secretly spurned his behavior of becoming angry from embarrassment just now, causing himself to be laughed at by that kid Zhang Wuji.After thinking wildly for a while, the person who thought he would not be able to fall asleep quickly calmed down and fell asleep.

Hearing the breathing of the people around him slow down, Zhang Wuji carefully turned over the person who was turned sideways and embraced him. In fact, he hadn't fallen asleep before Song Qingshu came. The two of them have been sleeping together for the past few years, and they have long been used to it. Without each other's breath, of course they will not be used to the sudden separation.Breathing the familiar breath at this time, hugging the person he loves in his arms, the corners of Zhang Wuji's mouth slightly curled up, he closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

Song Qingshu, who was turned over, didn't even change his aura. It's because the two of them are so familiar with each other's aura these years. In addition, in those days when Song Qingshu's cold poison was severe, he was often hugged by Zhang Wuji, as if he was sleeping for a long time. The trivial matter of being turned over by Zhang Wuji was not enough to wake him up.

Of course, if it was a different person, Song Qingshu would have reflexively kicked him before he got close.And Zhang Wuji naturally knew this, and felt a little satisfied in his heart.In the past few years, he has already recognized the deep feelings in his heart, but every time he thinks of his senior brother's gloomy face when he heard what Zha Yadu did, he will bury his thoughts deeper and dare not reveal the slightest bit.

Although he knew that he was different, Zhang Wuji didn't dare to bet. As long as he thought that his senior brother would look at him with disgust, his whole body would be plunged into darkness, and he would have a tyrannical urge.If that day does come, he doesn't know what he will do.