Beacon quenching beauty

Song Qingshu fell asleep in a daze, and the voices of many people's voices could be faintly heard in his ears. It seemed to be far away. Arrived at the Heroes Conference on Mount Shaoshi that day.

——this was the return of a nightmare that hadn't haunted him for months.

Song Qingshu was even miraculously able to know that he was dreaming, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up, so he could only let himself relive the despair at that time in pain:...

All the scenes and sounds seem to be separated by a layer of veil, and the haze is pale and cold.

Zhang Wuji was coming to the wooden shed of the Emei Sect to talk to Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhiruo waved behind her without turning her head and said, "Qingshu, come here and tell the leader about us."

Involuntarily, he stepped forward quickly and helped Zhou Zhiruo perform a play...

Zhang Wuji was shocked when he heard the news that Zhou Zhiruo had married him...

In order to stimulate Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo pretended to be married to him, and privately promised that Song Qingshu would really marry him as long as she helped her kill Zhang Wuji and shed the humiliation of abandoning the marriage.

Even though Song Qingshu was deeply in love with Zhou Zhiruo and was willing to go through fire and water for her, he did not become a fool because of it.

Want to kill Zhang Wuji?That's almost a dream come true.

Knowing that it was impossible, he still gritted his teeth, because that was what Zhou Zhiruo wanted to do, as long as Zhou Zhiruo said, he would do it.

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At the martial arts conference, he was the first to be pushed out by the Emei faction to challenge the heroes of the world... The two martial uncles recognized him immediately... The second martial uncle Yu Lianzhou played against each other... Every move was ruthless to kill him ...

... Fear, full of fear, Second Master Uncle wants to kill him, he can't beat him...

...can't escape, can't retreat...

...Second Master Uncle Yu Lianzhou's last move, "Shuangfeng Piercing Ears", was so powerful that Song Qingshu knew he couldn't avoid it...

There was a loud noise in the ear, and the sky and the earth were instantly dim...

When he woke up again, his whole body was in severe pain. The pain was comparable to being tortured, but he couldn't move and couldn't make a sound. He only heard a young man say, "Let me see Brother Song's injury."

The cold female voice replied, "There is no need to be merciful when a cat cries for a mouse."

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"This kind of person who deceives his master and betrays his father, everyone has to kill them!"

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"...The head of my Emei Sect has been passed down from generation to generation, and they are all pure and pure women....Song Qingshu, a traitor who stays in our sect, will tarnish the name of Sect Leader Zhou. Martial Nephew Li and Long Martial Nephew, take this Send the guy back to the Wudang faction!"

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"No!! No!! You can't do this!! Zhiruo!! Zhiruo!!"

He finally woke up with a shout, and a pair of strong arms stretched out beside him to help him sit up, "Qing Shu, are you having a nightmare?"

Song Qingshu covered his face with his hands, drenched in cold sweat, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I'm sorry, I disturbed you."

There was a movement in the next room. It was the sound of Aunt Niu getting up and lighting the lamp. After a while, she came over and knocked on the door, "I brought some hot water."

Zhang Wuji got up and opened the door to let her in.

Aunt Niu took care of Song Qingshu for so long, and she felt a little emotional after taking care of him. When she came in, she felt a little distressed, "Mr. Song hasn't had this problem for a long time. What's the matter today? I think it's cold weather, so I'll let you take it from the stove in the kitchen." Use a basin of warm water to wipe your face, don’t wash it with cold water in the house, it’s too cold, and you won’t be able to sleep well in the middle of the night after you wake up.”

She skillfully wrung out a warm towel and wiped his face all over, wiping away the tears and cold sweat on his face.

Only then did Song Qingshu raise his head, "I'm fine, Aunt Niu, go back to sleep, thank you very much."

Aunt Niu agreed to go out, "Then I'm going to sleep, thank you, always so polite, I'm here to take care of you." Then she said to Zhang Wuji, "Call me if you need anything."

After Zhang Wuji waited for her to go out, he took out a towel from the basin, wrung it dry and brought it over, "Wipe your body too, I think the cold sweat on the vest has stuck to your clothes."

Song Qingshu sat dumbfounded, and let Zhang Wuji help him untie his clothes and wipe them.The person who was still intent on killing in the dream just now was busy taking care of him personally, this scene is really unbelievable.

It wasn't until Zhang Wuji wiped it off for him, blew out the candle on the table, and lay down on the bed again that he remembered to thank him, "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing."

After a while, Zhang Wuji lay in the dark again and asked, "What did you dream about just now, shouting so loudly? During the two months when you first arrived in Haozhou, Aunt Niu said that you were awakened by nightmares almost every night, so I will match you up." I took the Ningshen Pill, but it was actually a temporary solution, not the root cause, so I should have stayed with you more at that time." Zhang Wuji turned over in the dark, faced Song Qingshu, and stared intently at his profile.

In the darkness, even with great effort, he could only vaguely see the outline of his handsome cheeks.

"What else can I dream of? You can't hear me shouting so loudly."

There was a bit of self-mockery in Song Qingshu's tone, no one could see anyone in the dark, he was a little relaxed for no reason, and suddenly wanted to say a few more words that he would not normally say.

"Master Zhang, in your eyes, I'm a scum, right? A clown or something? I can't figure out how much I weigh, so if I'm so rash, I want to eat swan meat. I must fall in love with the Emei sect." She has done so many bad things, and even 'killed her' for her, and people don't pay much attention to it. In her eyes, it doesn't matter whether I live or die. Heh, a person like me, being called by the second uncle It deserves to be killed!"

Zhang Wuji didn't answer, mainly because he didn't want to lie to him. Judging from Song Qingshu's behavior at that time, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a scum.

With pity in my heart, I stretched out my hand under Song Qingshu's head and neck, gently hugged his shoulders, and helped him pull up the quilt a little, "Go to sleep, I shouldn't ask you this, in the middle of the night, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep if you say too much .”

Song Qingshu paused for a moment, Zhang Wuji felt that he was smiling wryly in the dark, and then quietly said, "I didn't think about it either, it's just that I was careless at the beginning, and I made a wrong step, and then I made a wrong step by step, and the more I fell into The more I got deeper, there was no way to turn back. It’s just that although I died, I never felt sorry for her, nor did I feel sorry for the Emei faction. I was seriously injured in the martial arts conference held by the Shaolin faction because I fought on behalf of the Emei faction, but in the end they... ..."

Zhang Wuji held his hands tighter, he remembered that Song Qingshu was thrown back on a stretcher by the Emei faction.

The Emei faction from Juejue Shitai down has been unreasonable and cruel. When the five major factions surrounded Guangmingding, although most of the Emei factions were women, they killed no fewer Mingjiao followers than the other four factions.

Zhang Wuji had seen a lot, and he was used to it, so he didn't think much about it at the time, and they really needed to bring Song Qingshu back to Wudang to be dealt with by Zhang Sanfeng.

Holding his body around him now, he still looks very thin, and he also feels that the Emei faction has not done well in this matter.

This is a very simple truth: if you despise Song Qingshu as a traitor and are afraid that he will tarnish the name of the Emei Sect, then don't accept him as a disciple at the beginning.It is indeed too unkind to say this when he has already accepted him as Emei's disciple, and waited for him to contribute to the Emei faction and was beaten into a useless person.

Softly comforting Song Qingshu said, "Emei, Wudang has a long history. At that time, the second uncle and the others went to ask for someone from the Emei Sect, and the Emei Sect naturally had to give it."

Song Qingshu said lightly, "I was awake at that time, and I could hear everything. The Second Master and the others didn't ask the Emei Sect to ask for me first."

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The residence of the Emei disciples was arranged in the post house in Haozhou city.

The main altar of Mingjiao is far away from Guangmingding, and in the past two years, from the leader to the envoys of Guangming, the Five Elements Banner, and the Five Scattered People are mainly active in the Central Plains. Recently, they have stayed in Haozhou for a long time, so Haozhou The post house in the city was well decorated and repaired, and it was used as a temporary main rudder.

Zhang Wuji didn't expect Yan Yuan, the envoy of the Houtu Banner to respect the Emei Sect so much, that he would arrange the dozen or so people they came this time into a post house, and the residence of the master Zhou Zhiruo was even across the courtyard from his own. It was originally Zhao Min's room, but Yan Yuan tidied it up arbitrarily and invited Zhou Zhiruo in.

When I came back early in the morning and found something was wrong, I called Yan Yuan to ask, "Emissary Yan Qi, why did you requisition Minmei's room? If Minmei finds out later, she will be unhappy."

Yan Yuan was born short and fat, looking very honest, at this time he smiled honestly, "Master, this is not my idea, it was Yang Zuoshi and your uncle Yinye Wang who came to tell me yesterday. , to arrange the dormitory of head Zhou next to the leader, you didn't come back last night, and they regretted it for a long time."

Zhang Wuji's face flushed slightly, "Yang Zuoshi and uncle are also true, the head of Zhou is a girl's house, why do they live so close to me! You go and find another place for her."

Yan Yuan hesitated and said, "I'm afraid it's not very good. Everyone lives in the house. You didn't come back last night to entertain the banquet leader of the Emei Sect, and now you have to change the place to live with the head of the Emei Sect. The Emei Sect will think that we deliberately despise them gone."

Zhang Wuji thought about it, "Forget it, Emei sent here to help us pass on the whereabouts of many Yuan troops along the way, and we have to appreciate it."

After sending Yan Yuan away, he couldn't help but feel very headache, and went to find Yang Xiao again, "Yang Zuoshi, don't do this next time, Minmei will be away for several months, it's a trivial matter who lives in the empty room, but you can't let Zhou Head to stay, this matter is not easy to order everyone not to spread nonsense, Minmei will definitely know when she comes back, she will be angry!"

Yang Xiao agreed, but he didn't think so.

Zhou Zhiruo was extremely beautiful, and she had a marriage contract with Zhang Wuji before, judging by her current behavior, she also had no affection for Zhang Wuji, otherwise she would not come sooner or later, and came to Haozhou just when Zhao Min was leaving.

The Emei faction conveyed the information of the Yuan army for the rebels of the Mingjiao along the way, and she did a very beautiful job. As a famous and decent sect, she, the Emei faction, took the initiative to contribute at this critical moment of rejuvenation and rebellion, and she would definitely be admired by heroes all over the world. The relationship with Mingjiao has also eased a lot, turning enemies into friends in the blink of an eye, and the little xiaoliangzi formed at the Shaoshi Mountain Heroes Conference seems to be nothing at this time.

With such a beautiful, intelligent, and affectionate woman by his side, Zhang Wuji will remember his past friendship with her in a few days.

Such a leader's wife is not comparable to Zhao Min.

Yang Xiao actually didn't have any opinion on Zhao Min, Zhao Min was clever and witty, and Yang Xiao and her sometimes had a bit of a similar taste.But Yang Zuoshi put the overall situation first, and for the sake of rejuvenating the great cause, he thought that Zhang Wuji's marriage to Zhao Min was really not as good as marrying Zhou Zhiruo.

In Yang Xiao's view, it was better for Zhang Wuji to marry both of these women than to marry only Zhao Min. At least with Zhou Zhiruo supporting the facade, there would be no rumors to shake the morale of the army.

Zhang Wuji naturally understood the painstaking efforts of the subordinates in the teaching, so he didn't want to blame him, but he was also very unhappy.

He still liked Zhou Zhiruo very much at first, even if Zhou Zhiruo's status in Zhang Wuji's heart was not as good as that of Zhao Min, it was not much worse.Zhang Wuji is grateful for the kindness of feeding in the Hanshui boat when he was a child, and the words and advice from Guangmingding that helped him defeat the Liangyi Sword Formation jointly formed by He Taichong and his wife and Huashan's two elders.

Even if Zhou Zhiruo later killed Yin Li, killed Zhao Min, stole the Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber, and finally wanted to kill the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun, anyway, Yin Li did not die, and Xie Xun also became enlightened and converted to Buddhism.Zhang Wuji could attribute her evil deeds to Miejue Shitai's persecution, and Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to do it.

But after last night, it was difficult for Zhang Wuji to be so magnanimous.

In the middle of the night, after seeing Song Qingshu awakened by a nightmare with his own eyes, and hearing his seemingly plain but actually painful few words, Zhang Wuji understood one word: empathy.

Anyone who looks down on Song Qingshu is fine to yell at him and kill him, but the Emei faction shouldn't.They claim to be well-known and decent, but the things they do are so heartless, selfish and cold, Zhang Wuji can't even look at them high.