[Yi Tian] Reborn Qing Ruo He Ze

"Song Daxia, Mr. Song is really a hero out of a boy." Master Kongwen laughed, he couldn't help but carefully looked at Song Qingshu again, only to think that this person seemed to be a martial arts prodigy.But he didn't know that Song Qingshu was a member of several schools, and combined with several schools by virtue of his super-high comprehension, this is how he achieved today's achievements.Besides, to what extent Song Qingshu's real kung fu has reached, I'm afraid these people will never be able to figure it out.

"The master is absurdly praised, the boy's insignificant effort made everyone laugh." Song Yuanqiao chuckled, and said modestly, and then looked at Wu Lie who was full of astonishment, "Master Wu, you can bring back the body of the disciple yourself." .As for Miss Zhu Jiuzhen, we don't make it difficult for her as a girl, just restrain her in the future."

Zhu Jiuzhen crossed his arms to wipe away the tears on his face. Hearing this, he looked at the members of Wudang School and Emei School with a sneer, and said with a miserable smile, "If you have the ability, kill me too, kill me!" She rolled her eyes, Staring at Zhou Zhiruo, she gritted her teeth and said, "Zhou Zhiruo, last time I failed to kill you on Mount Emei, I'm really not reconciled!"

Zhou Zhiruo tilted her head to look at her, pursed her lips, and said calmly, "What do you want?"

"If you still claim to be an upright disciple, fight alone with me! End your grievances." Zhu Jiuzhen put down Wei Bi's body and stood up, glaring at Zhou Zhiruo resentfully.

She hated Zhou Zhiruo the first time she saw her.She, Zhu Jiuzhen, is the eldest lady of Zhuwu Lianhuan Village, and she, Zhou Zhiruo, is just an ordinary student of the Emei Sect.In terms of beauty and background, how can she lose to Zhou Zhiruo? It's fine that Song Qingshu protects her everywhere, even her cousin is confused by her!Now that her cousin is dead, she wants Zhou Zhiruo to be buried with him!

Zhou Zhiruo was silent for a moment, looking at Zhu Jiuzhen's beautiful but somewhat pale face, she felt a little funny in her heart but also a little inexplicable, Zhu Jiuzhen's hostility towards her was really inexplicable.

"What grievances do I have with you?" Zhou Zhiruo's vermilion lips moved slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"If it wasn't for you, how could my cousin be used by the court, and why would he die here today?" Zhu Jiuzhen had tears on his face, but smiled again, looking at Wei Bi who was lying on the ground, weeping and laughing.

"It's too funny for you to say that. Wei Bi himself was obsessed with the ghosts and ended up like this, but you put the blame on Junior Sister Zhiruo." Bei Jinyi stood beside Zhou Zhiruo, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and turned towards Zhou Zhiruo. Zhu Jiuzhen frowned and scolded.

"Oh, what's the matter, Zhou Zhiruo, don't you dare? Do you Emei people only have such guts? Don't you even dare to compete with me, an orphan girl?" Zhu Jiuzhen ignored Bei Jinyi, his chin slightly Lifting it up, he challenged Zhou Zhiruo all the way.

"Dare you have anything to say? Since Miss Zhu wants to compete, I will give it a try even though I am not good at martial arts." Zhou Zhiruo lifted the saber, and moved lightly in front of Zhu Jiuzhen with lotus steps.

All the sects are now listening and watching in the hall, as a disciple of the Emei sect, if she should not respond to this battle, it really cannot be justified.

"Zhiruo, be careful." Su Mengqing said worriedly.

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, and suddenly looked at Song Qingshu.Song Qingshu also looked at him, his brows were indifferent, and then he smiled at her.He was encouraging her, Zhou Zhiruo blinked her bright eyes, and quickly flashed a smile.

There was an open space outside the hall, and the breeze slid through the clouds and drifted away.The sun shines down.

Zhou Zhiruo was wearing a refined blue shirt, with slightly fluttering wide sleeves, Zhu Jiuzhen was wearing a red dress, and the two stood facing each other about ten feet apart.The intricate patterns on the thin sword in Zhou Zhiruo's hand flashed in the sunlight.

At this time, everyone had already reached the steps in front of the hall and looked at the two of them.The bolder ones couldn't help but look at Miejue Shitai and Song Qingshu's faces. One of them is Zhou Zhiruo's master, and the other is her relative who has a matchmaker, both of whom are her closest relatives.However, not only were these two people not worried, but they both looked indifferent. Although they looked at Zhou Zhiruo intently, they didn't see any worry at all.I don't know if I'm really not worried or if I'm just pretending.

In fact, Miejue Shitai and Song Qingshu were not worried, because they both knew that Zhou Zhiruo's kung fu was far superior to Zhu Jiuzhen's, so there was no suspense in this battle.

"Zhou Zhiruo, sometimes I really envy you." Zhu Jiuzhen glanced at the crowd not far away, and suddenly smiled sadly.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said nothing, now what she said to Zhu Jiuzhen was nothing, she already hated her.

Zhu Jiuzhen sneered, clenched his fists, pointed at Zhou Zhiruo's eyebrows with both fingers, Zhou Zhiruo's long sword was not out of the sheath, and his steps were light, the long sword was wrapped around Zhu Jiuzhen's wrists, and he hit and pressed hard on her wrists, Zhu Jiuzhen was stunned. Pained but did not let go, both hands still pointed at Zhou Zhiruo's chest, and went straight to her big acupoints all over her body, this is obviously a desperate way to fight.

"Master, this..." Su Mengqing looked anxious at Zhu Jiuzhen.

Miejue Shitai didn't even raise her eyelids, she just raised her hand and shook it, signaling her not to speak.Although Su Mengqing was anxious and worried about Zhou Zhiruo, seeing this, he could only watch it patiently.Zhu Jiuzhen didn't want to fight Zhiruo alone, he obviously wanted to die with Zhiruo together!

Zhou Zhiruo's posture was elegant, and she avoided it by turning her feet lightly. She pushed her right hand on the hilt of the sword, and the scabbard flew out. She used her strength to hold the long sword upwards. Jian Feng took a few steps back in embarrassment.

"Junior Sister Zhou's skill is pretty good." Mo Shenggu said to Song Qingshu with a smile.Song Qingshu also ignored him, just looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was wearing a green shirt, dancing sword nimbly, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"Zhou Zhiruo, today I want you to be buried with my cousin." Zhu Jiuzhen said softly with a sudden smile, there was a smile on her beautiful face, and there was even a smile in her eyes.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at her suddenly radiant face, her brows were slightly condensed, her wrist was lightly turned, and the long sword pulled out several sword flowers. Zhu Jiuzhen's body had already been cut with bloodstains, and the blood dripped down her clothes. On the ground, she seemed to feel no pain at all.

Zhu Jiuzhen's body suddenly jumped up, and he went straight past Zhou Zhiruo and attacked her behind. Zhou Zhiruo quickly turned around, stabbed with the long sword, and only heard the sound of the sharp sword cutting through flesh and blood.

Zhu Jiuzhen pushed forward suddenly, and poked Zhou Zhiruo's chest with both fingers. Zhou Zhiruo didn't want to prevent her from doing this, but felt a pain in her chest. With a muffled grunt, she drew out her long sword, and took a few steps back with a pale face.

Song Qingshu rose from the ground, and landed beside Zhou Zhiruo quickly like a goshawk, supported her and asked, "Zhiruo, how are you?"

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and looked at Zhu Jiuzhen.

The corner of Zhu Jiuzhen's mouth was bleeding, and her chest was already red. She looked at Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu with both eyes, and said with a smile, "Hehe, cousin, I avenged you." After she finished speaking, she spat out blood, and her red sleeves flicked away like folds Yihongdie generally fell to the ground in a disastrous defeat.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't understand her meaning at first, her finger didn't hurt her heart, it was just some injury to her muscles and bones.But when she felt a huge pain in her chest, she suddenly understood.She could no longer hold the long sword in her hand, and it fell to the ground with a "dang". She tightly grasped Song Qingshu's sleeve with both fingers, and passed out before she could say anything.

Song Qingshu was shocked, half hugged her body, looked down, and saw that Zhou Zhiruo's originally fair face had turned pale, with a layer of light blue.

It was clearly poisoned!

At this time, everyone in Emei had already gathered around, Miejue Shitai understood it at a glance, and his face became ugly.

Song Qingshu's face was stern, and he carried Zhou Zhiruo back to the room without saying a word, and the disciples of Emei were worried that Zhou Zhiruo would go with Song Qingshu.And Song Yuanqiao said a few words to the other factions, and everyone dispersed.

Wu Qingying stood in the same place, looking at Zhu Jiuzhen who was covered in blood, her face was full of tears. She and Zhu Jiuzhen grew up together, and they fought for so many years, but she died like this today. She is such a beautiful person. Died here so miserably...

She closed her eyes and looked up at the sky full of white clouds, but her heart was very empty.

Zhou Zhiruo was lying on the bed, her long hair was scattered on the pillow, her face was pale, her forehead was dripping with cold sweat, her brows were tightly frowned, she looked uncomfortable, as if she was enduring some great pain.

Song Qingshu didn't care about other things at this time, he sat directly by the couch, held her hand, raised his sleeve to wipe off her sweat, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng who was taking Zhou Zhiruo's pulse.Miejue Shitai, Su Mengqing, Bei Jinyi and others also stood aside and watched.Mo Shenggu and the others stayed outside the door and did not enter the room.

"Master, how is Zhiruo?" Song Qingshu asked.

"I'm afraid I got two hearts." Zhang Sanfeng withdrew his hand and stood aside. Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's appearance, he couldn't bear it. I also felt palpitations while in a coma, and I couldn't wake up no matter what."

He had also seen such a murderous and invisible monster decades ago.

Song Qingshu's face turned pale, and his eyes became cold.

"Is there an antidote for this?" Master Miejue frowned and asked aloud.

"I don't know either." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.

The room fell silent for a moment.Tears were already falling from Su Mengqing's eyes, she quickly wiped them away with her hand, and turned her head away.

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