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After listening to Song Qingshu's words, Zhou Zhiruo's face turned pale, and she recalled Feng Wuhen's appearance in her mind, as well as everything that happened five years ago.

A trace of resentment surfaced in my heart, but I didn't know who to hate.

Before the master died, he handed over the Emei faction to himself, but now it has ended like this, and he can't help but fall into deep self-blame.

The mixture of the two emotions made her a little desperate.

"Zhiruo, don't worry about other things, since Cheng Kun has already escaped, shall we leave now? Leave Yitian State, find a place where no one knows us, just the two of us, and stay together for the rest of our lives, okay?"

Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo and said again.

"I won't go with you, don't think about it!"

Zhou Zhiruo came back to her senses, and refused without thinking.

Emei was in such a catastrophe, how could she leave, and she was still someone like Song Qingshu.

"Why?! For you, I betrayed Wudang and even killed my Seventh Master Uncle by accident. What do you want from me?!"

Song Qingshu finally couldn't help but glared at Zhou Zhiruo angrily, and shouted hysterically.

When he knew that Zhou Zhiruo had been arrested, he panicked completely. He left Wudang behind his father's back, went to Emei, and finally came to Cheng Kun's side through Ding Minjun, just to stay by Zhou Zhiruo's side and beg Cheng Kun not to hurt him. Zhou Zhiruo.

But after giving everything, he found that he still couldn't win Zhou Zhiruo's heart.

Since meeting Zhou Zhiruo for the first time five years ago, he has been deeply infatuated with her. For her, he would give up everything.

"You're hopeless."

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the hysterical Song Qingshu in surprise, shook her head and said.

She didn't expect that Song Qingshu actually killed his uncle with his own hands.

"Zhiruo, let's get married, shall we? As long as you are willing to be with me, I promise you anything."

Song Qingshu put away his anger, put on a twisted flattery again, and walked slowly towards Zhou Zhiruo, the desire in his eyes became more and more crazy.

"Don't come here! Go away!"

Zhou Zhiruo, whose body was bound and her acupuncture points sealed, was shocked and shouted angrily, but Song Qingshu didn't seem to hear it at all, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into madness.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came, and a Wudang disciple broke into the door.

"Who?!"

"Who let you in! Get out!"

Song Qingshu turned his head abruptly, glared at that Wudang disciple, and roared fiercely.

"Brother, it's not good! Someone broke in, it seems to be someone from Tianya Haige, I seem to have seen the uncle!"

The visitor said in horror, his face pale.

"what?!"

Hearing the visitor's answer, Song Qingshu trembled all over, and stood there dumbfounded.

...

Outside the house.

Just when Feng Wuhen arrived with his people, he ran into Lan Jian who had just walked out of the courtyard.

"Pavilion Master, Cheng Kun has escaped!"

Lan Jian bowed his hands and said in a low voice.

"what?"

When Lan Xinyu heard this, she couldn't help being stunned.

As soon as she received the news, she rushed here with the pavilion master, but she didn't expect Cheng Kun to find out so soon, she was really cunning.

"Chase!"

Feng Wuhen narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

This time, he will not let Cheng Kun escape from his hands again.

"Yes!"

Lan Xinyu agreed, and immediately led people to chase him out.

"Where's my son? Have you seen my son Song Qingshu?"

Song Yuanqiao took a step forward, looked at Lan Jian and asked anxiously.

"inside."

Lan Jian hesitated for a moment, glanced at Feng Wuhen, and said slowly.

"There is also Zhou Zhiruo, the former head of the Emei School."

Lan Jian added.

Hearing Lan Jian's answer, Song Yuanqiao didn't care about anything else, and rushed into the courtyard quickly.

Feng Wuhen hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't follow up. The most important thing now was to catch Cheng Kun.

Immediately afterwards, after Feng Wuhen winked at Lan Jian, he turned and walked towards the direction where Lan Xinyu and the others left.

Lan Jian nodded knowingly, turned around and walked back to the courtyard, and told the subordinates guarding the courtyard not to leave without authorization!

Chapter 182 Are You Convicted?

Dadu.

in the house.

"What do you want to do?! Presumptuous! I am Feng Wuhen's senior brother! Wudang's new generation disciple! Don't be rude! Don't come here!"

In the wing room, facing the dozen or so sword-wielding women who suddenly rushed in, Song Qingshu looked panic-stricken.

But the dozen or so women didn't pay any attention to him, instead they opened the door and guarded every corner of the room, surrounding Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo who was tied to the pillar.

"You...what the hell are you trying to do?!"

Looking at this inexplicable scene, Song Qingshu was a little puzzled for a while, and asked hesitantly.

"Rebel!"

There was a stern shout, and Song Yuanqiao quickly walked into the wing room, staring at Song Qingshu with red eyes.

Seeing Song Yuanqiao's arrival, a trace of fear flashed across Song Qingshu's face, as if he didn't expect his father to appear here.

"father..."

Song Qingshu shouted blankly.

The Wudang disciple who followed him had already hid in a corner far away.

"shut up!"

Song Yuanqiao stared at Song Qingshu, his lips trembling with anger.

Following the voice, Zhang Cuishan also walked into the room, and two Wudang disciples also walked in carrying Mo Shenggu's body.

When Song Qingshu saw Mo Shenggu's body, fear and self-blame flickered in his eyes.

"Did you kill your Seventh Master Uncle?!"

Song Yuanqiao stared at Song Qingshu and questioned loudly.

"No! No, Dad! How could I kill Seventh Master Uncle?"

Song Qingshu hurriedly waved his hands, shaking his head like a rattle.

"How dare you lie?! When we arrived, your Seventh Master Uncle was still alive. He told me who the murderer was! Do you think I don't know anything?! I'm giving you a chance now!"

Song Yuanqiao stared at Song Qingshu, gritted his teeth and said.

After hearing Song Yuanqiao's words, the fear in Song Qingshu's eyes became more and more obvious, his lips turned white, he glanced at Mo Shenggu on the stretcher, and kept shaking his head.

"Impossible... He's obviously dead..."

Song Qingshu couldn't help muttering to himself, but then he trembled all over, because he made a slip of the tongue!

"Really you?!"

Song Yuanqiao stared at Song Qingshu, pointed at Song Qingshu tremblingly, his eyes were red and his face was full of disappointment.

"No! No...it's not like this...he wants to arrest me and go back, but I can't go back, because Zhiruo is still in Cheng Kun's hands, I have to save him..."

"By the way, Dad, look, Zhiruo is here. He was caught here by Cheng Kun. I came to rescue her. She is the head of the Emei Sect. Wudang can't just ignore death, right?"

Song Qingshu panickedly pointed at Zhou Zhiruo, speaking incoherently.

"Nizi! You... you evil beast! You are so obsessed! You even dare to kill your seventh uncle! How can Wudang tolerate you again?! This old man can't wait to slap you to death!"

Song Yuanqiao looked at Song Qingshu in disappointment, couldn't help raising his hand, and said bitterly.

"Father, I was wrong! I really didn't mean it, I just missed it temporarily, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Song Qingshu knelt down on the ground, begging in pain.

"When the five sects attacked Wudang, was it you who poisoned them?!"

Song Yuanqiao stared at Song Qingshu with red eyes and continued to ask.

"I...he! It's him! It's him who poisoned you, not me!"

In a panic, Song Qingshu pointed to the Wudang disciple hiding in the corner, and said loudly.

After hearing Song Qingshu's words, that Wudang disciple immediately turned ashen, with a flash of resentment in his eyes, and hurriedly knelt down in front of Song Yuanqiao.

"Uncle, he asked me to do it! I was ordered by him!"

That Wudang disciple pointed at Song Qingshu and explained tremblingly.

After Song Yuanqiao listened, he closed his eyes in pain, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

All the truth is now known.

"Bring them back to Wudang, and deal with them after reporting to Master!"

After a long time, Song Yuanqiao slowly opened his eyes and said weakly.

After hearing his words, Zhang Cuishan immediately signaled several Wudang disciples to go forward and arrest Song Qingshu and the Wudang disciple, ready to leave.

"Father! I know my mistake, please forgive me and let me live!"

"Zhiruo is still here, I can't leave!"

Song Qingshu struggled and roared.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head in disappointment, ignoring Song Qingshu's struggle.

But just when everyone was about to leave, Lan Jian took a step across and blocked the door of the wing room.

"Girl, what does this mean?"

Zhang Cuishan looked at Lan Jian and asked suspiciously.

"The pavilion master has an order that no one can leave until he comes back."

Lan Jian looked at Zhang Cuishan and said expressionlessly.

After hearing Lan Jian's words, Zhang Cuishan frowned and turned to look at Song Yuanqiao.

"Girl, do you know who I am?! What is the relationship between your pavilion master and me?! Get out of the way!"

Song Yuanqiao took a few steps forward and said with some dissatisfaction.

"No matter who you are, you can't leave! This is the order of the pavilion master!"

Lan Jian looked at Song Yuanqiao, and said word by word, his expression did not change at all, his expression was firm.

"you..."

Song Yuanqiao was stunned for a moment, at a loss for words, not knowing what to do.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was tied to the pillar, looked at what was happening in front of her, and could only shake her head secretly. These people seemed to have forgotten themselves, but no one untied her, and her acupoints were still sealed.

...

Dadu.

North Gate.