Blue Book for Zhiruo [Rebirth vs. Transmigration]

The skill was so fast that it was almost invisible, and the flying sword passed by without a drop of blood. After the four people fell to the ground, the blue-gray figure retracted the long sword in his hand and appeared in front of Zhang Wuji in an astonishing manner. in front of the eyes.

Tall and tall, like a green pine standing on the top of Yunfeng.Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself with his fair and clean face, straight nose and handsome eyebrows.

However, when Zhang Wuji took a closer look at his face, he couldn't help being shocked because he found out that the person who came was actually Song Qingshu who had met once when he was a child.

The year his parents took him back to Middle Earth was also the most catastrophic year in Zhang Wuji's life.He saw the masters and uncles of his father Zhang Cuishan, but he also saw how those so-called decent families forced his parents to death on Wudang Mountain.Both of his parents died, and he was poisoned by the Xuanming God's Palm. Without his master, he would have died a long time ago.

And Zhang Wuji met Song Qingshu for the first time in the endless pain of poisoning.

The people on Wudang Mountain treated him very well, and Qingfeng Mingyue, who was similar in age to him, often talked to him to relieve boredom.Zhang Wuji naturally knew that there was an elder brother of the same generation, Song Qingshu, who seldom showed up on Wudang Mountain.

Song Qingshu is the only son of Uncle Song Yuanqiao, six years older than him.He is extremely talented, passed on by his teacher himself, he is young but powerful in martial arts, it is said that his martial arts are already comparable to those of his uncles.

However, Qingfeng Mingyue kept secrets about Song Qingshu, and seemed afraid to talk about it.And Zhang Wuji, as the third-generation disciple on Wudang Mountain, couldn't hide his curiosity about Song Qingshu, an elder brother of the same generation who was raised by his master himself.

But it was such an unfortunate coincidence that Song Qingshu never met him formally until Shigong took him away from Wudang Mountain to seek medical treatment in Shaolin and was later trapped in a cave.

Only Zhang Wuji buried the encounter that night deeply in his heart, and did not dare to reveal it to anyone.Others might think that he died because he missed the chance to meet Song Qingshu, but in fact Zhang Wuji had met this legendary senior brother a long time ago.

That night, Shigong thought that he had already fallen asleep after taking the medicine, so he dragged his tired body back to the room to freshen up and rest for a while.And not long after the master left, Zhang Wuji was awakened by the pain again.

Not wanting to surprise his master, Zhang Wuji endured it silently for a while, and when he found that the pain was not so uncomfortable, he got up by himself.

Originally thinking of opening the door and going out for a walk before coming back, Zhang Wuji did not expect to meet a bloody person in the corridor not far from his house.

Zhang Wuji was so frightened that he immediately shrank behind the pillar, not daring to make a sound, secretly watching the bloody man getting closer.

It was a young man who was a few years older than him but had never seen him before. He had a handsome face, but his eyes were terribly empty, like ghosts wandering around on a moonlit night, making living people shy away involuntarily.

"Zhiruo...Zhiruo...Master Uncle...Who am I...Why am I here..."

The man didn't seem to see him, whispered something he didn't understand and passed him by.It was only one meter away, and he seemed to be completely immersed in his own world, and he couldn't see Zhang Wuji who was hiding his head and showing his tail.

Zhang Wuji held his breath and peeked at him. When he saw the congealed blood clot stuck between the nails of his left hand, while the blood on his right hand and other places was still dripping from the wound, he felt even more heartbroken to realize that he had actually harmed himself. Shock.

Just when Zhang Wuji was dumbfounded, Uncle Song suddenly appeared.

"It's been fine for a few years, why did I get sick again..." A helpless sigh.

He hit the man's acupoints to make him faint, then swiftly carried him away in his arms, leaving Zhang Wuji alone in the dark, stunned, unable to digest what he saw.

Foolishly groping back into the room and not daring to run around anymore, Zhang Wuji slept with his head covered and tried to forget what just happened.

He roughly guessed that that person was the legendary Song Qingshu, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense, and instantly understood why Qingfeng Mingyue seldom mentioned Song Qingshu.She seldom shows up and seems to have a hidden disease, so it's no wonder she keeps it secret.

As a child, Zhang Wuji's efforts really worked.He thought that what he saw that night was just a nightmare he had, and he gradually forgot about it.

But seeing Song Qingshu again today, Zhang Wuji found that he hadn't forgotten at all, and even remembered every scene he saw that night clearly.

Compared with a few years ago, Song Qingshu at this time is taller, handsomer and more imposing.A red mark that has never been seen before is like a seal between the eyebrows, which is particularly eye-catching, and Zhang Wuji can't help but sneak a few more glances, as if to compare the differences between Song Qingshu on that moonlit night before.

After all, that night left a deep impression on him, Zhang Wuji would involuntarily look at Song Qingshu's expression when he looked at him.And at this moment, Song Qingshu's sharp and serious eyes also shot over, making Zhang Wuji's spine shudder.

"Brother Qingshu, what happened?"

A clear and graceful female voice came from behind Song Qingshu. Zhang Wuji looked up to meet the voice and saw a beautiful woman with a beautiful appearance leading a tall horse coming from the mottled tree shadows. There was also another steed following, which obviously belonged to Song Qingshu's mount.

"It's just a few little bastards playing tricks." Song Qingshu turned his head, his eyes softened instantly, and Zhang Wuji, who had just been stabbed in the eye, was stunned, and followed Song Qingshu's gaze, and his surprised gaze fell on On the woman, I want to see who can make Song Qingshu show such a soft gaze.After all, Song Qingshu's aura at that time was really scary, but now he seems to be a different person.

"Oh." Zhou Zhiruo pretended to be soft, and only briefly glanced at the bearded Zhang Wuji, not daring to look more to avoid Song Qingshu's suspicion.She already knew what kind of person he was. Although it was possible that Zhang Wuji's little friend was unlucky, she must be the one who was unlucky in the end, so why bother with a little curiosity.

"Brother Xiao?"

However, Zhang Wuji's blurting out did not cooperate with Zhou Zhiruo's plan at all, so Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help secretly thinking of strangling Zhang Wuji to death, and asked him to start all over again not to mention that brother Xiao.

"It seems that someone has been injured." Zhou Zhiruo pretended not to know Zhang Wuji, and pretended not to hear the sound of Xiao Xiao's brother, and continued to look at Zhang Wuji and Yin Li as if nothing had happened, and then turned to look at Song Qingshu, her big watery eyes seemed to be It was like asking Song Qingshu what to do next, pretending that she couldn't help but want to vomit.

Zhang Wuji's excitement was extinguished by Zhou Zhiruo as if nothing had happened. At this time, Zhang Wuji also realized that he had lost his composure, and hurriedly shifted his eyes to Song Qingshu to cover up, but he was still excited inside.

He didn't expect Zhou Zhiruo to have the face of Xiao's brother. Could it be that she is Xiao's sister?Or is brother Xiao himself a girl?

The more Zhang Wuji thought about it, the more he felt that this was a possibility.The pain at that time was too severe, because he didn't want to make Shigong worry too much, so he endured it all the time.In fact, he is not as strong as imagined, and he is also very afraid of death.However, brother Xiao's ironic consolation miraculously gave him hope for the future.

I hope to see if my future is really like this, I can get rid of the cold poison in my body, and I can learn high-strength martial arts and no longer be bullied by others.

But in fact, he has really learned high-strength martial arts, and also relieved the cold poison in his body, one by one, he verified that brother Xiao's seemingly joking words of consolation were just a confidante... After suffering a big loss from Zhu Jiuzhen , Zhang Wuji is already very afraid of femme fatales.

Because of these reasons, Zhang Wuji remembered Brother Xiao deeply in his head, so he recognized her for the first time after a few years.

Now seeing two faces he knew appeared in front of his eyes, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but stare blankly.

"This elder brother seems to have been injured." There were some mistakes, and Song Qingshu misheard that little brother's voice, thinking that the little brother was talking about him.

Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Zhang Wuji's scruffy bearded face, his eyes were no longer as sharp as before.He has always been very polite in front of outsiders, and when he saw Zhang Wuji collapsed on the ground with a broken leg, he gave him some polite care, which was obviously the chivalrous style of Wudang Mountain.

But Zhang Wuji was extremely depressed by Song Qingshu's "big brother".

Obviously Song Qingshu is older than him, but when Zhang Wuji looked down at his shabby appearance covered in tatters and beards, and compared Song Qingshu's handsome young heroic demeanor, a feeling of embarrassment and embarrassment surfaced. With this sloppy appearance, he came to recognize Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo as relatives. He could only hold back in his heart and couldn't tell the truth. He thought in his heart that after his leg injury healed up, he would clean up his face and go back to Wudang Mountain to meet with Master and Zhou Zhiruo again. All the teachers and uncles, as well as Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo in front of you.

"He was stunned, he didn't know it hurt." Because Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo were close together, Yin Li took Zhang Wuji's gaze at them as if he was fascinated by the beauty, and the words he blurted out were obviously sarcasm.

As for Zhou Zhiruo, she suppressed her full stomach and didn't dare to turn her head to look at Zhang Wuji, for fear that she would burst into laughter.

Zhou Zhiruo obviously heard that big brother, Zhang Wuji must have been very depressed at this time, and Song Qingshu called him big brother.

It's just a smile, did Song Qingshu really not recognize Zhang Wuji?He is so stingy and vengeful, how could he not recognize it?

Zhou Zhiruo didn't know that the most profound thing engraved in Song Qingshu's mind was the moment when Zhang Wuji made a big splash on the Bright Summit. He could never forget Zhang Wuji at that time. The most obvious moment is Zhang Wuji's most beautiful moment. The name Zhang Wuji has become Song Qingshu's heart knot, and there is only one person who can untie it.

She glanced at Zhang Wuji secretly again. If it wasn't for Song Qingshu's presence, Zhou Zhiruo really wanted to have Bala go over and take a closer look.

Because Zhang Wuji was only a teenager at most at this time, how could he toss himself into such a caveman?And how did the beard grow on that face?It was able to cover more than two-thirds of a face and only reveal a pair of eyes. The hair is too developed. You must know that Zhang Sanfeng only has three strands of white beard fluttering, and the rest of his skin is still very smooth and not at all. Wrinkles, hehe looks like a child with white hair, so in comparison, it's no wonder Song Qingshu didn't recognize Zhang Wuji.

Could it be that such a big beard is really the result of practicing the Nine Suns Divine Art?There was a lot of whimsy in her head, but Zhou Zhiruo didn't continue to think too much, ignored Zhang Wuji and turned to Yin Li instead.

"Girl, are you okay?"

Carefully found a wound on her body cut by the sword energy, she took out the golden medicine and handed it to her.

"I'm Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei Sect, and that's Song Qingshu from the Wudang Sect. You're injured. This is the golden medicine from our Emei Sect. Can you see if it's suitable?" Zhou Zhiruo knew that Yin Li was very wary of outsiders, and looked She was also extremely sensitive, so she took the initiative to show her kindness to her family, and took out the most common Jinchuang medicine and handed it to Yin Li.

Yin Li hesitated for a while, and based on the experience taught by the golden flower mother-in-law of Spirit Snake Island, she smelled that there was nothing else in the scent of Jinchuang medicine, so she accepted the bottle of Jinchuang medicine.