[Yi Tian] Reborn Qing Ruo He Ze

Zhou Zhiruo only felt the qi and blood surging in her heart, the corners of her lips were pursed lightly, and blood continued to ooze from the corners of her mouth.

In front of Wei Yixiao's ferocious grinning face disintegrated into several, she shook her head, trying to stay awake.

Wei Yixiao saw her like this, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, and said with a smile: "What a stubborn little girl, I can't bear to make another move."

After thinking about it, if you don't kill her today, it will be a big trouble in the future, and you will definitely not be able to keep her.Thinking about it, he raised his palm and went straight towards Zhou Zhiruo.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo could hardly bear it any longer, and her mind was in chaos, which turned into Song Qingshu's smiling face.The corners of his lips curled up involuntarily, and he looked at Wei Yixiao without hesitation.

"Be careful." A strange shout suddenly came from beside my ear.Before Zhou Zhiruo could turn her head to look, she felt her waist tighten, and the familiar smell wrapped herself tightly.

Song Qingshu embraced Zhou Zhiruo with one hand, and met Wei Yixiao with the other.This chapter contains powerful and profound true strength, Wei Yixiao was beaten until he vomited blood, and retreated more than a few steps.

Song Qingshu's murderous aura was overwhelming, and with a slight movement of his feet, he came in front of Wei Yixiao, and slammed him again, killing him instantly.

Wei Yixiao collapsed in disbelief, his eyes wide open, his expression ferocious.

Withdrawing his palm, Song Qingshu turned around and jumped, standing under a tree with strong branches.Putting down Zhou Zhiruo who had fainted, he took out a elixir from his waist and fed her.He sat cross-legged behind her again, sending her true energy.

He just saw that the Emei Sect had disappeared, and the people who quickly dealt with the Demon Sect rushed over, but it was too late.He should crush Wei Yixiao to ashes!

After a while, he withdrew his palms, and without the support of his palms, Zhou Zhiruo fell softly into his arms.Song Qingshu adjusted her position so that she could rest comfortably in his arms, and picked up her wrist to check her pulse.

What he just fed to her was a holy medicine for internal injuries that he brought from Yu Liuzhi, combined with the catalysis of his internal energy, it has a miraculous effect on the treatment of internal injuries.Now just wait for her to wake up.

Putting down her wrist, Song Qingshu stroked her face tenderly, wiping the blood from the corner of her lips.He kissed her lips tenderly.He straightened her slightly messy temple hair again.After doing this, he suddenly said coldly, "How long do you want to hide there?"

Zhang Wuji, who was watching from behind a tree not far away, looked terrified, hesitated for a moment, and walked out.

He just came down from the back mountain of Guangmingding, luckily he did not go far.He saw Wei Yixiao hitting Zhou Zhiruo with a palm, and seeing that Zhou Zhiruo was about to be hit by him, he couldn't stop him, so he could only remind him.Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu came to the front in a short time with light kung fu and swiftness, rescued Zhou Zhiruo...and killed Wei Yixiao.

He himself also learned the Nine Suns Divine Art by chance. Although he didn't know how powerful the Nine Suns Divine Art was, he also knew that it was a profound skill.But looking at Song Qingshu's internal strength just now, it is far superior to him.

Just now he recognized at a glance that this is Song Qingshu, the son of his master uncle Song Yuanqiao, who can also be regarded as his senior brother.It's just that although this senior brother looked cold in the past, he was also a gentleman.But just now, he took advantage of Miss Zhou's fainting, and actually treated her contemptuously, really, really...

Song Qingshu didn't even look at him, he just saw Zhang Wuji when he came over.Fang Cai couldn't help himself, but also deliberately did it for Zhang Wuji's look.

"Senior Brother Song." Zhang Wuji walked up to him, and worriedly glanced at Zhou Zhiruo who was quietly lying in his arms.

Sensing his gaze, Song Qingshu's eyes darkened suddenly.He moved Zhou Zhiruo's face to his arms, and then raised his head to look at Zhang Wuji.Seeing him dressed as a Kongtong disciple, he asked, "When did you become a disciple of the Kongtong sect?" It turned out that he was disguised as a Kongtong sect, no wonder his subordinates could not be found everywhere.

Zhang Wuji's face turned red with embarrassment, he was taken aback by his coercive aura, and said in a low voice, "I, I..." His experience along the way was really bizarre, but he didn't know where to start, so he stammered for a while, and said I can't speak.

Song Qingshu wasn't interested in listening to his words either, he stroked Zhou Zhiruo's frail and boneless hand with his big hand, his eyes drooping slightly.But he was secretly thinking whether to kill Zhang Wuji now.

Seeing that Zhang Wuji didn't speak, he just sat with downcast eyes.Also standing aside, he saw Song Qingshu healing Zhou Zhiruo just now, he was worried about Zhou Zhiruo's injury, but he didn't dare to speak out.This Senior Brother Song didn't look like he was easy to provoke, and he didn't dare to say anything else.

After a while, Zhou Zhiruo slowly woke up.As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Song Qingshu's deep and gentle eyes like black jade.She blinked and said, "Senior Brother Song."

Song Qingshu smiled at her, touched her face, and asked softly, "Zhiruo, how do you feel?"

"I'm much better." Zhou Zhiruo supported his shoulder with one hand, and the surging blood in his chest had calmed down, but the injured part still had some burning pain.

Zhou Zhiruo raised her eyes slightly, and suddenly saw that there was another person beside her, she was startled, and hurriedly sat up.

Seeing her like this, Song Qingshu's eyes darkened slightly, and the smile on the corners of his lips was slightly restrained, but he still stretched out his hand to help her stand up.

Zhou Zhiruo blushed a little and looked at the man.The man was also looking at her with bright eyes.She saw the man's face clearly, her eyes flickered, and she said: "I just thank you for reminding me, young master."

Before she fainted, she clearly heard the "be careful", but if it wasn't Song Qingshu's voice, then it was his.

Zhang Wuji smiled shyly at her, waved his hands and said, "Miss Zhou is serious." He also failed to save her, and there was nothing he could do except to remind her aloud.Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's pale but hard-to-conceal face, Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, not noticing that he had said her last name.

"My lord knows me?" Zhou Zhiruo suddenly asked with a smile.

Zhang Wuji was taken aback, it turned out that she didn't recognize him.Just as he was about to say that he was that sick and weak boy by the Han River back then, Song Qingshu said indifferently: "Zhiruo, you should be in a hurry since the teacher hasn't seen you for so long."

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Qingshu's handsome face and said, "Then let's go back quickly so that Master won't worry about me."

Holding Song Qingshu's hand and walked a few steps, he suddenly said to Zhang Wuji who was still standing behind him: "Young master, don't you want to go together?"

Zhang Wuji had just confessed that his identity was unknown, and seeing that the two seemed to know each other very well, he felt a little lost for a moment, so he just stood there dumbfounded.Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words, she hastily responded and followed.

Song Qingshu pursed his lips tightly, his beautifully curved jaw was tense, and he just walked forward without saying a word, half-arming and half-supporting Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't notice his abnormality either, she just thought about how to explain it if someone saw them like this later.

The three of them had different thoughts and just walked quietly.

"Master, Zhiruo is back!" Su Mengqing said happily, and hurried forward.Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's pale face being supported by Song Qingshu, he asked, "Zhiruo, what's wrong with you?" As he spoke, he helped Zhou Zhiruo from Song Qingshu's hand.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled at her and said, "I was injured by Wei Yixiao, fortunately Senior Brother Song saved me."

Miejue Shitai also came over, and after hearing this, she picked up Zhou Zhiruo's hand and checked her pulse.A group of Emei disciples also ran over to see Zhou Zhiruo's injuries.

Song Qingshu put his hands back into his sleeves, and walked back to Wudang's queue alone.Zhang Wuji saw that the members of the six major sects took up a place to rest and recuperated, for a moment he didn't know whether to follow Song Qingshu to the Wudang sect or return to the Kongtong sect.

As he was standing there, Tang Wenliang, one of the five elders of the Kongtong faction, glanced at him, then suddenly turned his head and asked the disciples behind him: "The one standing there is a disciple of our Kongtong sect?" Why is he so embarrassing?

The disciple looked at Zhang Wuji, shook his head and said, "Although he is wearing the clothes of our Kongtong sect, I have never seen him before."

Tang Wenliang immediately stood up when he heard this, pierced Zhang Wuji with sharp eyes, and shouted loudly: "Where are you from? How dare you pretend to be my Kongtong sect!"

After hearing this, everyone immediately looked at Zhang Wuji and Tang Wenliang.The members of the Emei faction also looked over.Only Song Qingshu stood aside with clear eyes and a cold face.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Zhang Wuji knew that he could no longer pretend.But he didn't want to expose his identity hastily, so he just stood silently.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Tang Wenliang narrowed his eyes and slapped him. Zhang Wuji avoided him lightly, but still didn't defend himself.

But Tang Wenliang became more and more anxious. Zhang Wuji knew that if he didn't reveal his identity now, he would have to fight him.Thinking of him jumping up a few times, he jumped in front of Yu Lianzhou and the others, clasped his fists and said, "I've met the Second Senior Uncle, Fourth Senior Uncle, Sixth Senior Uncle, and Seventh Senior Uncle."

A few people were startled by his shout, and looked at him carefully, they all called out in a voice: "Wuji!"

Zhang Wuji was very excited when he saw a few people before, but he just suppressed it.His eyes were already wet by now, and he nodded vigorously.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the word "Wuji" and looked straight at Zhang Wuji.

Wu Lie and the others were so shocked that their complexions changed a bit.Zhu Jiuzhen looked at Zhang Wuji, his face turned pale and his eyes opened wide.Impossible, didn't Zhang Wuji and her father fall off the cliff together?How is he still alive?What about her father?Are you still alive?

She felt fear and joy in her heart for a moment, and her slender fingers were tightly clenched.I can't wait to rush forward to ask Zhang Wuji for clarification.But Zhang Wuji must have hated them to death at this time, she dared not go forward, for fear that Zhang Wuji would reveal everything when he saw her.Therefore, instead of advancing, he retreated, hiding his figure behind Weibi.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the Wudang sect members quietly, but her heart was very peaceful.With a glance, he saw Song Qingshu standing aside like a jade bamboo, with a calm expression.My heart suddenly moved.

Yu Lianzhou and the others pulled Zhang Wuji and only said a few words, but because they were concerned about the people around them, they didn't ask any more questions.He just said to Tang Wenliang, "Elder Tang, there was a misunderstanding."

Tang Wenliang looked at Zhang Wuji, although he was unhappy, he didn't say anything, nodded and retreated to his school.

In this battle, the six sects lost many disciples.Mingjiao was not much better, a large number of disciples died, even the Green Wing Bat King died, the loss was much heavier than the six sects.

After discussing for a while, everyone decided to find a place nearby to rest for the night.

Since the Emei Pai were all female disciples, they pitched a tent a little further away from the crowd, lit a fire and rested.

The one closest to the Emei School is naturally the Wudang School.Zhou Zhiruo still felt a little pain in her shoulder, but it was not bad.

She was sitting by the bonfire, the light of the fire reflected her somewhat pale face, and there was a cluster of light in her eyes.

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Alright~ This chapter is also posted, ho ho ho ho, I have a cold, I need to take a good rest~