Fragrance Stealer

Song Qingshu was also a little embarrassed when he told the truth: "To tell the truth, Master, I really want to see if the "Nine Suns Manual" is still in it."

"Oh~" Wuming burst into a hearty laugh, and did not ask him why he knew such secrets, but asked with concern, "If the old monk is not mistaken, Song Shaoxia's meridian has been cut off now, even if he finds the Nine Suns Manual, he can't help it." Cultivation, why bother to worry about it?"

"I hope Master will save you." Thinking that the other party might be the only person in the world who can save him, Song Qingshu lost his composure under excitement.

"Song Shaoxia's life is safe now, why do you need to save him?" Wuming helped him up, "If you want to recover your martial arts, please forgive me for saying that Song Shaoxia's meridians have been cut off, and there is no human power to restore it, and the old monk is powerless."

Chapter 5 Stealing fragrance in the middle of the night

Song Qingshu was a little desperate all of a sudden, the sweeping monk was almost a god-like existence in the golden book, and he said that he couldn't save it, so it was really hopeless.

Seeing that he was about to collapse, the sweeping monk silently chanted the Buddha's name, and said slowly: "Martial arts are something outside of the body, why should young heroes be so persistent. In today's world of martial arts, there are many murders, although there are occasional chivalrous people who save one or two people." Life, how can it compare with Buddhism to save all living beings. Why don't young heroes study Buddhism from now on..."

The voice of the floor-sweeping monk seemed to have a calming effect. Song Qingshu gradually calmed down, but when he saw the other party urging him to convert to Buddhism, he felt disapproving, and quickly refused: "Master's kindness, this junior appreciates it, but this junior still has too much in his heart." There are so many doubts that need to be verified one by one, and it is really impossible to escape into Buddhism.”

"Forget it, I don't think the fate of the young hero is over, so I won't force it anymore." Wuming shook his head, suddenly stretched out his finger, and poked a few big points on Song Qingshu's body. Song Qingshu felt several warm currents wrapping his whole body, Wuming turned around After leaving, a voice came from afar, "The old monk protects the Shaoxia's meridian with his true energy, so that it will not shrink temporarily. In today's world, there are probably only four great doctors, and maybe there is a way to treat the young hero's injury..."

"Four Great Doctors?" Hearing Song Qingshu's question, Zhou Zhiruo frowned and thought carefully, "In today's world, the only ones who can be called miracle doctors are Hu Qingniu, a doctor of Diegu, and Ping Yizhi, a famous doctor in Kaifeng. Divine doctor Xue in Zhoucheng, yes, there is also the legendary King of Poisonous Hand Medicine."

Seeing her husband's yearning eyes, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't bear it, and comforted her, "Qingshu, Zhang Wuji has already obtained the true biography of Hu Qingniu, so it can be said that he is the best, even he can't help it. , it doesn’t matter if you think about it…”

Song Qingshu thought that she wanted to stay here and wait for Zhang Wuji, and didn't want to accompany him, so he was upset, so he yelled casually: "Don't mention that person!" He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect such a big reaction from him, but she knew very well that Song Qingshu had always hated Zhang Wuji very much because of her own reasons. Thinking that he had always had a deep affection for her, she softened her heart and persuaded softly: "Qingshu, it's okay if you lose your martial arts." The big deal, let's go back to Emei together, don't bother with the grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes, what difference will it make if you have martial arts or not, do you think so?"

I have never seen Zhou Zhiruo so tender and begging, Song Qingshu looked at her bright and charming cheeks, and was a little crazy for a while.

Seeing the other party staring blankly at her in a daze, even though the two were nominally husband and wife, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help feeling a little shy, and gave him an annoyed look: "I haven't seen enough for so long!" "I can't get enough of it for a lifetime~ "Song Qingshu replied subconsciously, suddenly a little puzzled by the drastic change in her attitude, and looked at her uncertainly: "Are you really willing to come back to Emei with me?"

"You are my husband, if I don't go back to Emei with you, who will I go back to?" Zhou Zhiruo said softly, with a hint of loneliness hidden in the corner of her eyes, Zhang Wuji took the initiative to hug her that night, although Zhou Zhiruo refused, there was still a hint of joy in her heart , knowing that Zhang Wuji has always had a deep affection for him.It's a pity that after so many days, Zhang Wuji didn't see anything to explain. I knew that the other party might still miss the princess princess more. After being disappointed, I thought that Zhang Wuji was not as good as Song Qingshu to me. Time was a little disheartened, and Song Qingshu made a useless person for himself this time, Zhou Zhiruo just wanted to go back to Emei as soon as possible to spend the rest of his life with him.

Song Qingshu was overjoyed and couldn't help hugging Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, thinking that no matter what kind of troubled times he is, what kind of world-class martial arts, if he has such a beautiful woman to accompany him, this life will not be in vain.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhiruo was hugged in his arms, her body stiffened, but thinking that he was her husband after all, her body also gradually softened.

There was a fragrant and delicate body in his arms, and the exquisite curves quickly made Song Qingshu feel it, and lowered his head to kiss her face.

Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously wanted to dodge, but suddenly remembered everything he had done for herself, and was in a daze for a while.

Song Qingshu is not the idiot who only knows how to fight between emotions in the past. Before Zhou Zhiruo hesitated, he had already successfully kissed her small cherry mouth.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes widened all of a sudden, Song Qingshu took the opportunity to knock her teeth open when she was astonished, and savored the other party's fragrant tongue to his heart's content.

Exhaling like orchids, his lips and teeth were fragrant, at that moment Song Qingshu felt that his whole body was going to be crisp.After the initial astonishment, Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes as if accepting her fate, but her heart was in a mess.

Before hugging Zhang Wuji even for a short time, Zhou Zhiruo's heart beat so fast, but now she kissed Song Qingshu, Zhou Zhiruo didn't feel anything special, she just passively let the other party do what she wanted, with only girlish instincts in her heart Shyness and endless hesitation.

Song Qingshu didn't know what was going on in her mind, he felt so happy at the moment, wrapped one hand around her slender waist, instinctively stretched his other hand into her skirt, and explored the softness of her chest.

"Slap!" Zhou Zhiruo reacted with a chill in his chest, subconsciously gave a slap, and broke away from Song Qingshu's embrace as soon as he turned around, looking at him with a little anger on his face.

Song Qingshu secretly thought it was bad, and subconsciously used those modern touch methods, who knows that the other party is still a big yellow girl in ancient times, how can she bear this kind of scale.However, he was slapped by a woman. Although it was not severe, his face was still a little bit uncomfortable, and his face was a little embarrassed for a while.

Seeing the faint red mark on his face, Zhou Zhiruo felt apologetic when she thought that he was her husband after all, so she could only explain: "Now this is a quiet place in Shaolin, and it's broad daylight, so you're embarrassing him too much. "

Hearing her words, Song Qingshu was overjoyed, "Could it be that in other places, if you treat you like this one night, you will just obey?" Of course, he didn't dare to say this, so he had to say: "Now my injury is almost healed. When will you go back to Emei?" At this moment, he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible, as long as he stayed away from Zhang Wuji, and then he would be soft and hard, and with this aboveboard husband and wife status, wouldn't it be a matter of time before he really got her?

"It's getting late today, let's rest for one night and leave tomorrow morning." After Zhou Zhiruo finished speaking, she trotted out while touching her hot face.

Song Qingshu stayed in the room thinking about the wonderful feeling just now, sat on the bed and giggled, thinking that God was really kind to him, not only made him reborn as a human being, but also gave him such a beautiful fairy for nothing, compared to Thinking about it, what is it if you can't practice martial arts in this life.

When it got dark, Zhou Zhiruo went back to the house. After all, it seemed to outsiders that they were husband and wife, and they would definitely sleep in the same room.After supporting Song Qingshu to lie down, Zhou Zhiruo went to another bed opposite and lay down.

Turning sideways and staring at Zhou Zhiruo's graceful curves, Song Qingshu kept drooling. It's a pity that such a peerless beauty can only be seen but not eaten.

Drowsiness slowly rose, and the moment Song Qingshu closed his eyes, a masked figure flashed in from the window and quickly tapped several big acupuncture points all over his body.

Chapter 6 Surprisingly Angry

"Who!" Unlike Song Qingshu, Zhou Zhiruo was barely considered a top-notch expert at this time, and immediately sat up and stared at the opponent's back, holding the Nine Yin White Bone Claw and ready to go.

"Zhiruo, it's me." The masked man turned around and pulled off his mask, it was obviously Mingjiaojiao Advocating Wuji.

"I don't know why Zhang Dajiao broke into my couple's bedroom in the middle of the night!" Although Zhou Zhiruo's tone was cold, the energy in her body was still slowly dissipating. She really didn't need to take any precautions against Zhang Wuji.

"Zhiruo, other people don't know about your husband and wife, so I don't know." Zhang Wuji looked at the two sleeping in separate beds, and said softly.

Seeing that he knew that he and Song Qingshu were not husband and wife, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't tell whether he was happy or annoyed for a moment, so he said coldly: "The matter of our husband and wife will not be bothered by Master Zhang."

Zhang Wuji walked over slowly, and said with a wry smile: "Zhiruo, I know you must be angry with me for not coming to see you for so many days, but after the battle with Sandu, I went crazy, and I have been sorting out the past few days. really angry..."

"Oh? How are you now~" Zhou Zhiruo raised her eyebrows, and without waiting for his answer, she anxiously grabbed his wrist to feel for his pulse.

"Barely suppressed it. The holy fire order and the great shift of the universe are indeed weird martial arts from the Western Regions. If you are not careful, you can easily go crazy." Facing Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Wuji did not have the slightest precautions in the martial arts, and let her Grab your own veins.

"No wonder your breath is much weaker now." Zhou Zhiruo felt that the Zhang Wuji now was a little different from before, but thought it was the sequelae of his obsession, so he didn't take it too seriously.

"Zhiruo, you still care about me as much as you did when you were a child." Zhang Wuji was moved and took her hands affectionately.

Thinking of their first encounter on the Han River, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to be in a dream, and when she looked up, she saw Zhang Wuji's eyes looking at her affectionately.

They never expected that Song Qingshu, who was supposed to be in a coma on the bed, was watching all this coldly. It turned out that after he was acupointed, the several zhenqi left by Wuming on his body reacted, making him recover from a comatose state. After all, it was only Wuming who nourished the residual zhenqi left by his meridians. Zhang Wuji is also a top-notch master in the world. How could the rest of the acupoints not be opened? Song Qingshu is now conscious except , completely unable to move.

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo affectionately, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's face getting closer and closer to her, Zhou Zhiruo felt her heart beating rapidly again. At this moment, she knew that she might not be able to forget this unforgettable love for Zhang Wuji in this lifetime.

Suddenly thinking that she had become someone else's wife, Zhou Zhiruo felt a sharp pain in her heart, turned her head to the side, pushed Zhang Wuji's chest away, took the opportunity to step back three feet, tears welled up in her eyes, and looked at Zhang Wuji angrily. Looking at him: "You already have your princess, and I've already married someone else's wife. What do you want to do like this!"

"I don't know," Zhang Wuji shook his head in pain, "I really love you, and I am reluctant to part ways with you and become passers-by."

Hearing Zhang Wuji say he loves her, Zhou Zhiruofang's heart skipped a beat, she bit her lip: "What about Zhao Min?"

"I love you too!" Song Qingshu never expected that Zhang Wuji, who has always been emotionally indecisive, would be so straightforward this time, and Zhou Zhiruo also laughed back angrily: "Then why did you come to me!"

Zhang Wuji tore off his shirt, revealing the scar on his chest that was left by the Yitian sword: "Zhiruo, your figure, just like the Yitian sword, is forever engraved on my heart, my heart for you, It hasn't changed, when I heard the news that you and Song...Senior Brother Song are married, I wanted to die."

Seeing the faint scar on his chest, Zhou Zhiruo recalled the heartbreak of the girl on the top of the light when she stabbed the sword. She was filled with emotion for a moment, and sighed faintly: "Then why didn't you come to snatch the bride? You know?" I don’t know, Qing Shu and I used our marriage as a bet on whether you would come to snatch the marriage, but I lost.” After speaking, he smiled sadly.

"At that time, I was too stupid. I thought that Senior Brother Song loved you so much, and you would be very happy after getting married." Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, but she subconsciously backed away and said distressedly, "Until After you got married, my heart was cut like a knife every day, and I realized that I can't give up in front of love."

The other party had never expressed his heart in front of her like today. Zhou Zhiruo had mixed thoughts in her mind for a while. She was overjoyed, but when she thought of her current status, she couldn't help but said bitterly: "What's the use of saying this at this time? I'm already a Madam Song."

"You have no name at all!" Zhang Wuji said angrily, "In my heart, you will always be that pure and kind girl beside the Han River." He stretched out his thumb to wipe the tears on her cheek, but Zhou Zhiruo took another step back .

Zhang Wuji continued to move forward, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were blurred for a moment, she gritted her teeth lightly, and took a step back resolutely, her mind was messed up, she didn't pay attention to her feet, she was tripped by something, she lost her balance, and went to the bed behind her fell down.

"Be careful!" Zhang Wuji shouted softly, and rushed over to support her, but Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously blocked her, and they both lost their balance and fell on the bed.