Yitian's Clothes and Crowns

However, the two elders Xuanming and the Western Region monks who were attacking did not expect such an effect, they were all overjoyed and attacked at the same time.Palm wind and weapons all greeted Zhang Wuji.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji's yin and yang internal forces were in disarray, and the meridians quickly became overwhelmed, and he felt as if they were about to burst.Even his eyes were congested and turned red, he raised his head to the sky and screamed, his internal energy exploded, and all the attacking moves bounced back.The power erupted by the collision of the two forces of yin and yang is extraordinary. Even the guards around were blown by a strong wind for a while, their chests were full of pain, and they couldn't help taking a few steps back. He also staggered and fell to the ground.

Wang Baobao wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Zhang Wuji in awe. Although he knew Zhang Wuji's martial arts was strong all along, he never expected to reach such a level.However, it would be more interesting to conquer in this way, a gleam of excitement flashed in Wang Baobao's eyes.

Zhang Wuji lowered his head at this moment, his originally bundled hair was scattered by the eruption of internal energy just now, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were strangely red, cold and emotionless, looking down on everyone like a god.Everyone stared at him with a shudder at the same time, feeling as if they were being stared at by something dangerous, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end.

Suddenly there was a flash in front of their eyes, and everyone looked again, and found that Zhang Wuji was no longer where he was.At the same time, several muffled groans sounded, it turned out that Zhang Wuji knocked down several red-clothed monks standing in front of Wang Baobao one by one at this moment, and the other masters also reacted at this time, and shot at Zhang Wuji at the same time .

Wang Baobao's heart trembled, and when he looked at Zhang Wuji's cold and emotionless gaze, all the thoughts that existed before disappeared.It was just to protect Shizi's face that he didn't retreat.

The guards were also horrified by Zhang Wuji's skill, but they still surrounded Wang Baobao in a well-trained way to protect him.With a gloomy face, Wang Baobao gave some instructions to the guard around him in a low voice, and the guard bowed his head to accept the order and left.

Zhang Wuji's palms are like the wind, with strong inner strength for a while, and feminine inner strength for a while, making the besiegers hard to defend against.The elders Xuanming and the other monks were all wondering, why this kid seems to have more than doubled his martial arts in such a short period of time.Originally, the two sides were still in the middle of each other, but now they are a little embarrassed to resist.

Zhang Wuji's figure flickered, interspersed among several people, did not resist the moves of several people on his body, waved his hands, and slapped several people several times in a row, only to hear muffled groans and clangs in the field The clang of weapons falling to the ground sounded one after another, and then the people surrounding Zhang Wuji's attack flew backward at the same time, and fell hard to the ground.

Several people's faces were red and purple, and they put their hands on the ground and wanted to support their bodies, but halfway up, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and their faces were as pale as paper and fell down.

All the guards involuntarily backed away from Zhang Wuji's gaze.Previously, the elder masters of Xuanming and Ming at least each hit Zhang Wuji with a palm, but now Zhang Wuji seems to be fine, and Wang Baobao is also afraid.

Suddenly a voice sounded, "Wuji..."

Although Zhang Wuji's aura was fierce at this time, his body became more and more dangerous due to the struggle between two internal forces, and his consciousness was somewhat blurred by the impact. All attacks were almost instinctive behaviors, venting out the uncontrollable internal forces in his body , and at the same time use the strength of everyone's attack on the body to offset the swelling internal force and reduce the burden on the meridians.

The tone of that voice was so familiar that it was almost engraved in Zhang Wuji's mind, causing Zhang Wuji's chaotic head to pause for a moment. After the rebound, everyone was immediately knocked out and fell to the ground. Only the second elder Xuan Ming and the other masters barely stood still.

For a moment, everyone looked at the man with calm hair and his red eyes in horror.Zhang Wuji turned his head slowly, looking at the person who was being held by Wang Baobao, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "Brother?"

"Wuji, I have someone I like, and I want to leave you." The man smiled calmly, but uttered cold words from his lips.

Wang Baobao raised his hand and pinched "Song Qingshu"'s chin with a smile, and kissed him wantonly. The man put his arms around Wang Baobao's neck and responded.

Zhang Wuji's eyes became more and more red, as if the color of blood.At that glance in the attic, he lost his mind. Although he reacted quickly, a crack was left in his heart.Then, because of the strife between two kinds of internal forces, the whole person was in an extremely dangerous state.

The picture in front of me now directly hits what Zhang Wuji is most afraid of in his heart. All along, his relationship with Song Qingshu was started by him half-forced, and he approached him actively, but Song Qingshu never made it clear expressed his love for him.

Ever since Song Qingshu found out that he was using Gu to get pregnant, even though the previous relationship was restored on the surface, Zhang Wuji could feel the alienation hidden under Song Qingshu's indifferent smile. At that time, the two returned to normal more because of the Gu Worms need semen, as children.

And in the few months after Song Qingshu gave birth to the child, neither of them had any relationship. All this made Zhang Wuji's inner anxiety reach its peak.Coupled with the sight of the attic today and the instability of the internal force in his body, when Zhang Wuji heard this sentence now, he only felt a bang in his head, as if something had completely exploded.

Killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a strong aura erupted in the arena, raging like a gust of wind, and the guards blocking the way flew backwards instantly. Zhang Wuji retreated step by step, his inner strength condensed and he waved his palms, and the surrounding guards Immediately, he was hit by the strong wind and fell to the ground, spitting blood.

Wang Baobao also looked solemn at this time, and retreated under the protection of the surrounding guards.Seeing Zhang Wuji's state at this time, Xuan Ming and the others knew that he was no match for him, and they were still worried about the fight just now, so they didn't want to go up to die at this time.These people only seek refuge in the Ruyang Palace for money and other foreign things. In fact, their sincerity to the Palace is not as good as those low-level guards. The first thing that comes to mind in the current situation is to save their lives. Who would really ignore it? Life is fighting with Zhang Wuji.

Wang Baobao watched the actions of several people with cold eyes. He knew what these people were thinking in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.Facing Zhang Wuji's scarlet eyes full of killing intent, Wang Baobao's heart tightened, and he suddenly regretted it.A full sense of crisis rose, and the guards wanted to retreat quickly.

Seeing that the little prince was in danger, the guards holding bows and arrows on the roof let go of their hands one after another. In an instant, countless arrows shot towards Zhang Wuji like a rainstorm.Zhang Wuji turned his hands round in his eyes, and his figure flickered, avoiding most of the arrowheads, and at the same time reflected back the feathered arrows he was holding in his hands. Suddenly, there was a scream, and people on the roof rolled down one after another.

After Zhang Wuji waved his hand, he didn't stay there, he tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and went directly towards Wang Baobao who was surrounded by guards.Everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and then the guards surrounding Wang Baobao shot out one after another and fell to the ground.

Zhang Wuji grabbed Wang Baobao's neck with one hand, until his face was flushed, then he looked at the "senior brother" standing beside him who was watching coldly, his expression softened, and there was a hint of expectation in his scarlet eyes, "Senior brother, you like me ?"

"Song Qingshu" looked over with a cold gaze, and said without hesitation: "I don't like it, I hate you."

Zhang Wuji only felt a pain in his heart, a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. The internal force in his body that had been suppressed by himself erupted instantly, and his true energy rushed out. fell to the ground.

Everyone still had lingering fears about Zhang Wuji, seeing him like this, but still no one dared to attack.Wang Baobao, who recovered from the shadow of death, was furious when he saw this, "What are you doing in a daze, arrest him."

Those guards who were loyal to the palace heard the order from the young prince, so they could only attack Zhang Wuji with their spears tightly.Zhang Wuji raised his hand suddenly, grabbed those weapons, hesitating his internal energy, they felt their arms go numb, they couldn't help letting go, and then there was a sharp pain in their chests, but it turned out that the weapons they were still holding in their hands had been pierced over the chest.

Everyone who was about to go forward suddenly took a few steps back in horror, watching the person kneeling on the ground with one leg slowly stand up, his eyes have returned to clarity from scarlet, suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, the laughter was sad , Two lines of tears fell down.

With a long roar, Zhang Wuji jumped up, and the few jumps disappeared.

Seeing the devil leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of their eyes, and they heard a muffled groan, followed by several screams, and a figure fell slowly, with a feathered arrow sticking out of its throat. Scarlet blood flowed out slowly.Wang Baobao covered his throat with his hands, and opened his mouth slightly to say something, but he couldn't speak after all, and fell down with his eyes wide open.

The guards suddenly screamed, some were busy calling the doctor, some were busy notifying King Ruyang, there was chaos."Song Qingshu", who was standing next to Wang Baobao, took advantage of the chaos and slowly backed away.

At this moment, there was a burst of swords and weapons intersecting with screams, and then someone shouted, "There are rebels coming in."

At this moment, some masters jumped over the wall and rushed in, and the well-trained guards in the mansion took up weapons and attacked.Elder Xuanming and the other masters just glanced at the young prince who fell on the ground, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and fled outside.

Song Qingshu was the first group of people to rush in, his eyes swept over, but he didn't see the familiar figure, and his heart tightened.The people who had stayed in Dadu before heard the long roar of the Ruyang Palace, recognized the voice of the leader, knew that the situation was not good, and sent out a signal flare.The crowd who were already worried because Zhang Wuji hadn't heard from Zhang Wuji for many days rushed into Dadu without a pause.

Song Qingshu's eyes touched Wang Baobao who was lying on the ground, but he only paused for a moment before moving away.The long sword slashed, and the sword glowed everywhere, and the majestic sword energy instantly turned into hundreds of white lights, and the surrounding guards fell down one after another, with blood gushing out from their bodies.

With his eyes fixed, Song Qingshu jumped up, jumped up a few times, and stopped a figure in blue clothes at the corner of the corridor.The moment he saw the man's face, Song Qingshu's eyes sharpened, and he said two words coldly, "Wei Bi."

Song Qingshu didn't know why Wei Bi, who was supposed to stay at Guangmingding, appeared in the Ruyang Palace at this time, but seeing Wei Bi's attire that almost resembled his own, the cyan robe he often wore, and the white robe hanging around his waist The jade pendant, the jade hairpin on the head, even the length of the hair ends are almost the same, and the face that was originally only [-]% has been modified to [-]% after modification.Even Song Qingshu felt a little dazed after reading it by himself.

Seeing Wei Bi, Song Qingshu's premonition got worse, he tightened his hand holding the sword, and looked at him coldly, "Where's Wuji?"

The corners of Wei Bi's mouth raised a slight arc, and the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, which was almost exactly the same as Song Qingshu's usual smile. His eyes said softly, "Zhang Wuji is injured. How do I know where he went?"

Looking at that smile, Song Qingshu felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, the tip of his sword touched Wei Bi's throat, and said in a cold voice: "What happened?"

The indifferent smile on Wei Bi's face suddenly dissipated, and there was undisguised disgust and hatred in his eyes, as if the sword in his throat did not exist, and his voice was no longer pretending to be similar to Song Qingshu's, but a bit sharp , cool.

"Song Qingshu, do you know? I have always hated you." Wei Bi looked at Song Qingshu in disgust, his voice trembling, but it was not fear, but anger.

Song Qingshu just looked at him, Wei Bi was never someone he recognized, so he didn't feel any dislike for Song Qingshu.

Wei Bi was offended by his eyes, and said: "What I hate the most is your indifferent appearance. You have won Zhang Wuji's love so easily, but you always act like you don't care."

Wei Bi's eyes turned cold, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "So, I rejected Zhang Wuji for you."

Song Qingshu's hand holding the sword shook, and a blush flowed down Wei Bi's snow-white neck, but Wei Bi laughed loudly, looking at Song Qingshu's eyes gleaming with cold light, "Do you also feel heartache?"

Wei Bi suddenly raised his voice, "It's because of you, because of this face that resembles you, do you know how much I have suffered?"

Wei Bi's eyes were a little blurred, "I was also the son of everyone. I was born with rich clothes and fine food, and I learned martial arts from my family. My junior sister and cousin liked me. At that time, I was still thinking about which woman to marry. But... ..."

As if remembering something, Wei Bi's face became distorted, and he pointed at Song Qingshu, his voice was strangely calm, "It's all because of you, and because of this face, I was brought back to the Seventh Prince's Mansion."

With a miserable smile, a line of tears rolled down the corner of his eyes, "Do you know what it's like to be crushed by a man you don't like? Do you know what it's like to be thrown into someone's merciless training? Does it feel like you're calling someone else's name?"

The more Wei Bi spoke, the louder his voice became, the more resentment he saw in his eyes, he almost wished he could tear Song Qingshu into pieces, and took a deep breath, "So, I hate you. Zha Yadu is dead, so I'll save my effort. But there is still you, I know I can't kill you, but I want to let you feel the pain."

With a sneer, Wei Bi said coldly: "Just now Zhang Wuji mistook me for you, he vomited blood."

Song Qingshu's sword tip trembled, and there were more and more bloodstains on Wei Bi's neck, but he didn't seem to notice it, and continued: "How does it feel for a man to give birth? I found the child-rearing Gu."

Song Qingshu looked at him coldly, "Which direction did Wuji go?"

Wei Bi suddenly laughed, his eyes filled with mockery, "Do you think I will tell you? I just want to see you suffer. The more you suffer, the happier I will be."

"Brother." Zhou Chen, who was dressed in a black outfit, walked over, frowning at Wei Bi who seemed to be insane.

"Take him back and lock him up." Song Qingshu said coldly, rushed into the center of the fight, arrested a few guards for questioning, killed those who didn't answer, and finally got the direction where Zhang Wuji left from a few people.Song Qingshu didn't stop, just talked to Zhou Chen and others, and then chased in that direction.

At this time, the entire Mongolian capital was caught in a struggle. This time, not only Song Qingshu and others came, but also all the disciples of the Mingjiao flocked to the capital during this period of time, as well as the other major sects and some small gangs. Xiaopai was also fighting with the Mongols, and it was chaotic, with the sound of fighting everywhere.

Song Qingshu rushed out of the city all the way, snatched a horse from a Mongolian soldier, and galloped forward.

On the same day, Xie Xun was found hiding in a dungeon in the Seventh Prince's Mansion. Although he received some torture, but fortunately he was fine, and he rushed directly into the battle circle to kill.

One month later, the Yuan army was completely defeated, the Mongol emperor was killed, and the Mingjiao established a new dynasty with the country name "Ming".It just makes the people of the world strange that the enthronement ceremony has not been held since the establishment of the new dynasty.

And in a shabby teahouse, a man in Tsing Yi bowed his head and listened to the discussion of the crowd, with a bit of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, he drank up the water in the bowl, put a few copper coins on the table, got up and left.

Looking at the cheerful smiling faces of the people on the side of the road, Song Qingshu was a little dazed, expelled the Tartars, and everyone lived a stable life for the time being.However, the most important person was gone.

During this month, he traveled to many places, but he still didn't get any news from Zhang Wuji, and there was no news from Mingjiao and Wudang faction either.

Sometimes when I think about the scene in my previous life, those people and things that should have been deeply remembered have become blurred and illusory.It was replaced by another figure, growing up from a small child to an outstanding youth bit by bit, even those tiny things were turning around in his mind.

When we met for the first time, the figure with flushed cheeks but still stubborn eyes, the soft voice of dependence, the hard work of growing up, the surprise eyes when we fell off the cliff while embracing each other, the careful care when the cold poison broke out, has been Wholehearted trust, and the enthusiasm and domineering between the bed and the bed later...

Song Qingshu blinked away the mist that appeared unconsciously in his eyes, took a breath, and led the horse forward slowly.

A few days later, Song Qingshu passed by a manor, and suddenly felt a little familiar. When he came to the gate of the manor, he saw the big characters "Zhu Wu Lianhuan Villa" written on it, and his heart moved. This place is not far from the nameless valley.

"What are you looking at, why don't you leave?" A strong servant in coarse cloth said loudly.

Back then because Weibi was taken under Zha Yadu's crotch, Zhu Wu Lianhuan Villa got a lot of benefits from it, and it has also grown a lot in these years, almost no one dares to provoke him in the vicinity, and he has always been used to being arrogant.In addition, Song Qingshu was wearing a white robe, and he didn't bring any valuables on his body, and he looked a little dazed because of thinking, which naturally made the servant guarding the gate think that he was another person who envied the wealth of the villa, so he didn't have a good face.

At this time, Song Qingshu was a little excited because of the thought that flashed in his mind, he didn't care about the rudeness of the servant, he turned around and headed towards the Wuming Valley.

"Bump." The servant cursed, but when he looked again, there was no one there, and he backed up a few steps in horror and sat down on the ground.

Song Qingshu entered the valley along the road that he came out of that year. The valley has not changed at all, with exotic flowers and plants, animals moving around in a leisurely way, and fresh air blowing in.

Thinking of those years when they depended on each other, the corners of Song Qingshu's mouth rose slightly, and his anxious heart calmed down because he couldn't find Zhang Wuji, and he walked forward with firm eyes.

Suddenly something came straight at him, Song Qingshu flipped his palm and slapped it, but suddenly heard a creaking sound, his face changed slightly, he turned his palm to the side, and at the same time, a monkey was already clinging to him.

Song Qingshu's expression softened, he took off the paw that was holding onto the clothes, patted its head, and continued to walk forward.This monkey was the little monkey who used to be with the great white ape, and would often give wild fruits to him and Zhang Wuji.

Continuing to walk towards the cave where the two used to live, the little monkey ran back and forth, Song Qingshu stopped suddenly, looked at the man in black sitting at the entrance of the cave, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Wuji... ..."

The man turned his head slowly, staring at Song Qingshu with dark and deep eyes, stood up, but his face was strange and alienated that Song Qingshu was not familiar with.

The excited expression on Song Qingshu's face gradually dissipated, and he called out a little uneasy, "Wuji, what's wrong with you?"

The man's eyes were a little confused, and then his face was full of struggles, but soon his eyes became clear and his expression softened. Song Qingshu's familiar affection was in his eyes, and he looked at him with a smile.

"Brother, you are here."

Song Qingshu's eyes were sore, a tear fell down suddenly, the corner of his mouth raised, watching Zhang Wuji walking towards him step by step.

The sun is shining warmly, and the scenery is picturesque, but it is not as good as your words.