Qingshu Wuji

It's no wonder that Song Qingshu was so surprised, because the person who walked in front, with white hair and desolate, holding the Yitian sword, was none other than Miejue Shitai whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Dozens of people came running in three rows behind her.Running to the nearest place, everyone stood on both sides of Miejue Shitai, about half of them were nuns, and the rest were male and female.The male disciples stood at the end, Master Miejue didn't like male disciples too much, and male disciples from Emei's sect could not be taught high-level martial arts, so their status was lower than female disciples.

As soon as Song Qingshu saw this posture, he knew that the siege of Guangmingding by the six major factions should have happened normally, but for some reason Mijue Shitai would bring his disciples to this small valley, and it seemed that he was still targeting them.

Miejue Shitai was very fast, but when she stood in front of them, the disciples behind her hadn't arrived yet.She coldly looked at Song Qingshu who was sitting on the boulder, trying to see some clues from his eyes, but the latter was as plain as water, without any light in his eyes, his appearance was ordinary or even ugly, and the clothes on his body were washed. It was white and even stained, just like an ordinary rural man.

But those jade-like white hands and his indifferent demeanor make Miejue Shi not to be underestimated. Even if he can't see his depth, he knows that this person is not an ordinary person.

Song Qingshu saw everyone from the Emei faction rushing forward one after another. It had been a quarter of an hour before he realized that Zhang Wuji had been holding his feet with his head down, not moving for a long time, and the medicinal herbs were quietly placed beside him. There is no change.

What is he in a daze for?

Song Qingshu pushed his shoulder in confusion, but the latter raised his head in shock and said, "Master..."

Song Qingshu was startled, his eyes widened in surprise.Did he recognize him?

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Wuji's initial gaffe passed, he called out: "Master."

The corner of Song Qingshu's mouth twitched, when did he become his master?

Zhang Wuji changed his calm and alienated attitude these days, and said in an extremely affectionate and caring tone: "Master, your foot injury has been treated very well, don't worry, apprentice, I will heal you."

Song Qingshu was taken aback by Zhang Wuji who seemed to be a different person suddenly, what was he doing?Could it be to hide his identity from Miejue Shitai?

Sure enough, Miejue Shitai heard what Zhang Wuji said, and said to Song Qingshu, "I don't know what to call this gentleman?"

Song Qingshu was stunned. In the past few days he and Zhang Wuji had been together, the two had not informed each other of their names, so he did not prepare a pseudonym for himself.When Master Miejue asked this question, he hesitated for a moment, then said bravely, "My name is Wei Xiaobao."

Mo... It's not that he's being lazy... It's just that he can't use the recent characters in Jin Yong's books, and he can only think of this name in an instant.

On the contrary, when Song Qingshu said this name, he felt Zhang Wuji's hand tightly holding his foot, which made him frown uncontrollably.What's wrong with the name?

Mrs. Miejue couldn't tell that Song Qingshu concealed her real name intentionally, but she didn't expose it, and immediately said: "After my apprentice and your apprentice met in the valley, they were poisoned and passed out. Before she passed out, she said it was the poison of the thousand-faced man spider. , she doesn't know this poisonous spider, so how does she know that she has been poisoned? It can be seen that someone told her."

At this time, a stretcher was carried out from among the disciples of the Emei sect, on which lay a middle-aged woman with a black face and unconscious.Song Qingshu vaguely felt that the face was familiar, and after thinking about it, he remembered that this should be Ding Minjun.And the woman in light green clothes who was taking care of her with a wet towel on the side of the stretcher was elegant and beautiful. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was also very beautiful among the disciples of the Emei Sect. It was Zhou Zhiruo.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but want to find the little girl in his memory from those facial features, but he felt another pain in his foot, and couldn't help but frowned.

Depend on!What happened to Zhang Wuji?Is this medicine or punishment?

Miejue Shitai misunderstood that he didn't want to admit it, and continued: "If Mr. Wei can save my apprentice, the Emei Sect will be grateful." She rarely asks for help in her life, and it is rare for her to be so sincere.

Before Song Qingshu could answer, Zhang Wuji finally changed the medicine for him, stood up and said calmly, "Master, I warned your apprentice not to go that way, but she wants to go. Of course, I can't blame others for being poisoned." .”

Miejue Shitai's eyes turned cold, of course she understood her apprentice's temperament, and Ding Minjun is not a person who doesn't know the basics, he must have been tricked into being poisoned by this kid.

Zhang Wuji didn't have a good impression of the Emei Sect, and the one who forced his parents to death on Wudang Mountain back then also belonged to the Emei Sect.And now he is too lazy to entangle with them, he wants to be alone with this "senior", so that he can ask him some things.

Miejue Shitai narrowed his eyes, and began to consider whether to force them to detoxify with a sword.This place is already within the boundary of Kunlun Mountain, so there is no guarantee that these two eccentric masters and apprentices are members of the Demon Cult.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo took a step forward, bowed respectfully to Song Qingshu and said, "Senior Wei, as the saying goes, saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. My senior sister also suffered an unreasonable disaster, please help me."

Song Qingshu originally wanted Zhang Wuji to save someone. Although Ding Minjun was not a very good person, he was still dead anyway.Hearing what Zhou Zhiruo said, he came down the steps, coughed lightly at Zhang Wuji, and said, "Apprentice, go and treat her."

Zhang Wuji saw that Zhou Zhiruo responded as soon as he begged, he was not happy at the moment and said: "Master, the poison is very difficult to cure, and you need a lot of herbs, which are not available in this valley."

Zhou Zhiruo quickly said: "You two can go with us, there is a town not far ahead, where you can buy herbs."

Zhang Wuji said coldly: "No, my master's leg is injured, so he can't move casually."

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, she knew that she was outstanding in appearance and eloquent, so she was deeply loved by Miejue Shitai.When encountering some difficulties on the road, she was the one who resolved them with her words, and it always worked out.But Piansheng seemed to have kicked an iron plate this time, and couldn't help but look at the ordinary-looking middle-aged man for help.

Song Qingshu's heart softened, and he tugged at Zhang Wuji's cuff and said, "Apprentice, why don't we just let them go, this valley is very boring, I also want to go out for a stroll." After saying these words, Song Qingshu was also uneasy.He didn't know if Zhang Wuji, a cheap apprentice, would give him face. If he refuted his face in public, what would he say?

Miejue Shitai frowned upon hearing this, thinking that this master is really a waste, how can he talk to his apprentice in a deliberative tone?What she didn't expect was Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, the pair of "master and apprentice". The master really can't detoxify, only the apprentice can.

Song Qingshu was worried that Zhang Wuji would not agree, but the latter was only silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Then I'll get some wooden boards to fix your legs."

This is the end of the matter.

Zhang Wuji first picked some herbs, which ones were used externally and which ones were taken internally, but he didn't care how to make the unconscious Ding Minjun take it internally. He took a few cut wooden boards and carefully fixed Song Qingshu's legs.

After Zhou Zhiruo was busy with Ding Minjun's affairs, she kindly came over and suggested, "Senior, we have a stretcher here, and we can use it for senior."

Song Qingshu just wanted to thank him, but Zhang Wuji rebuffed him: "You don't need to bother, my master will naturally be taken care of by me."

Song Qingshu was taken aback when he heard the words, how could he get out of the valley without a stretcher?While he was wondering, he suddenly felt that Zhang Wuji had hit several large acupoints on his chest, and then he found himself flying into the air, and was actually held in his arms by his whole body.

shock!He doesn't want to go out to meet people like this!Return the princess hug!Zhang Wuji, you... you...!

Song Qingshu just wanted to protest, but several vital points were sealed by Zhang Wuji with pure Nine Suns internal force, even with his current cultivation level, it is difficult to break through in a short time, so he could only protest with his eyes angrily.

"Let's go." Zhang Wuji said calmly to Zhou Zhiruo who was already staring blankly.