Qingshu Wuji

This kiss was hot and domineering, mixed with the unclean blood on Song Qingshu's lips, and the strong smell of blood exchanged between their lips and tongue, which aroused Zhang Wuji's repressed ferocity in his heart.

At this time, he had fallen into a lost state again, and all his actions were in accordance with instinct. It had been several months since the last wedding night in their bridal chamber. He wanted Song Qingshu so much that he was going crazy, and when he really went crazy At that time, it was his beloved senior brother who endured all this.

Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and gasped lightly, trying to relax himself.But this kind of thing is not something that can be relaxed if you want to relax. What's more, when Zhang Wuji is unconscious, he will not take his feelings into consideration at all, and will only attack and attack blindly.

The feeling this time was completely different from the last time. Zhang Wuji attacked him without even taking off his clothes.But Song Qingshu endured it all the time, he knew that Zhang Wuji hurt him unconsciously, it was just a dream he had.After a long time, along with Zhang Wuji's low growl, Song Qingshu took advantage of the weakness caused by his Yuan Yang's first ejaculation, and grabbed his wrists with both hands.

The Neiguan acupoint on the wrist is a large acupoint on the human body. Zhang Wuji was suddenly restrained, and the Nine Yang Divine Art in his body subconsciously resisted. Song Qingshu took advantage of the situation and activated the Beiming Divine Art. poured into his body.

Song Qingshu felt the meridians being impacted by the hot Nine Yang True Qi, and his body was still connected to Zhang Wuji, who was still relying on instinct to move. Tortured by the two sensations, Song Qingshu wished he could just faint like this .But he also knew that this time was not only extremely dangerous to him, but also very important to Zhang Wuji, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere, trying to stay awake.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Wuji suddenly woke up, looked at Song Qingshu who was below him in shock and said, "Senior brother! You... I did this...?" He looked at Song Qingshu who was covered in scars in awe. , Feeling that my part is still in the body of the senior brother, I hurriedly wanted to get up.

Song Qingshu snorted because of his action, and quickly pulled him back by his wrists.This in and out was even more indescribable ecstasy, both of them were speechless for a moment.

"Master...Senior brother..." Zhang Wuji trembled all over. What did he do to his senior brother?

Song Qingshu thought that he was afraid of the loss of internal energy in his body, and explained: "You have gone crazy in practice, and I have no choice but to use Beiming Zhenqi to suck out your internal energy." He opened his mouth and found his own voice Already hoarse beyond recognition.

"You can practice again when your internal strength is gone. Senior brother... I..." Zhang Wuji lowered his head and looked at his senior brother's white jade flawless body, which was bruised everywhere by him, lying on the stone floor behind his back, and he didn't know how many bloodstains had been worn out. .When the next one rolled over, he lay down on his back and let Song Qingshu sit on him.

Such a change of posture between the two made the connected place go deeper. Song Qingshu couldn't help moaning anymore, and almost let go of the hand that pinched Zhang Wuji's wrist. Fortunately, the internal force was flowing, and the acupuncture points of the two There is already suction, but there is no stagger.

The impact on Zhang Wuji was not small. Although there was no light in the stone room, the moonlight shining in from the ventilated window was enough for him to see everything in front of him.Song Qingshu's long hair was hanging halfway around his waist, his body was full of bruises, but there was an indescribable beauty of masochism, and he was sitting on his body in a charming way, and the two were still tightly connected .If Zhang Wuji could bear it, then he would be considered a saint.

Zhang Wuji is not a saint, so he couldn't help but straighten his back.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath and said angrily, "What are you doing? You... aren't you enough?"

"Senior brother, but I don't even remember it... How can I bear it when you're like this?" Zhang Wuji laughed shyly while moving cautiously, staring at the expression on his senior brother's face with twinkling eyes, without even a trace Changes are hard to miss.

Song Qingshu closed his eyes angrily, intending to keep out of sight and out of mind, but once he closed his eyes, he became even more sensitive.In particular, Zhang Wuji knew which was his weakness, so he specifically pushed towards that place, making Song Qingshu almost powerless to support himself in the end.

At this time, the internal force in Zhang Wuji's body poured into his body like a rushing river, which made Song Qingshu feel faintly uneasy.

The Beiming Divine Art absorbs people's internal energy, like a river entering the sea, rushing forward without retreating.That is to say, no matter how much internal force there is, if the internal force of the person absorbing internal force is stronger than that of the person being absorbed, it will not stop until the internal force is completely absorbed.Now the internal force in his body is obviously stronger than that of Zhang Wuji, so Zhang Wuji's internal force is pouring into his body without reservation.

But the problem is that his body is not an ocean at all, and his meridians can't hold so much internal force at all.

The Jiuyang Zhenqi in Zhang Wuji's body is so strong, not to mention that he already has Beiming Zhenqi in his body.

If it continues, then he will absorb too much internal energy and explode to death just like what happened to Duan Yu.

Song Qingshu figured all this out in a short time, and immediately made a judgment, gritted his teeth and forcibly reversed the movement of Beiming's true energy.This time, it was him who injected true energy into Zhang Wuji's body.

"Senior brother!" Zhang Wuji was startled, he felt the true energy flow back into his body, and what made him even more disturbed was that his senior brother started vomiting blood.Large swathes of warm blood splashed on their bodies, making him sit up uncomfortably immediately.

"Don't move..." Song Qingshu stopped him, "Hurry up and calm down, channel your internal energy, and remember, you are never allowed to practice the seventh level of the Great Teleportation of the Universe in the future. Those nineteen sentences are weird."

Zhang Wuji nodded hastily, he sensed something was wrong when he was cultivating, but at that time he was already unable to control the direction of his internal energy, if his senior brother hadn't arrived at the right time, he would have been hopelessly hopeless.Immediately discarded Qi Nian, and earnestly guide Qi to return to Yuan.

Song Qingshu secretly groaned in his heart, the method of Beiming Zhenqi he transported is different from the method of internal energy he used to infuse Zhang Wuji into Zhang Wuji's body to help him with lightness kung fu, it should be similar to the one that Wu Yazi passed on to Xu Zhu. He will lose his life.

But so what?

If he suffered all the zhenqi and died, it would be better to transfer all the zhenqi in his body to Zhang Wuji.Zhang Wuji possesses the Nine Suns Divine Art and the Great Teleportation of the Universe, so he should be able to adapt and add more internal strength.

He didn't deserve this life in the first place. He could live for more than 20 years and live such a wonderful life. He died without regret.

Zhang Wuji felt that the deep internal energy had returned to his body, and it was even thicker and more exquisite. For a while, he didn't realize that his internal energy this time was much stronger than before.While she was enjoying herself, she suddenly felt warmth on her lips, and a soft object leaned against her.

Zhang Wuji trembled all over, and almost couldn't hold back and jumped up.

Senior brother actually took the initiative to kiss him!Is this really not a dream?

Zhang Wuji trembled and turned against the guest. After both of them were out of breath, Zhang Wuji opened his eyes and looked in horror at his brother's pale face in an instant.

"Senior brother...is it...is it...you have also brought your internal energy over? Stop it! Hurry up!" Zhang Wuji thought about the whole story in an instant, but found that he couldn't break free from his brother's hands.Although the internal force in his body was astonishing as ever, his arms were filled with abundant internal force, and the zhenqi in his whole body vibrated more and more when his mind was unstable, and he couldn't even control his body for a while.

"Wuji, it seems that I can't realize what I promised you just now. I originally thought that in this life, wherever you go, I will go..." Song Qingshu felt the true energy in his body constantly draining, like a convulsion. It's like drying the blood in his body.In the end, he leaned weakly on Zhang Wuji's body.

Zhang Wuji was in a hurry and forcibly used his internal force, but it affected the internal injury he suffered when he went out this time, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Hey, look what I've seen?"

At this critical moment, a voice with a sweet smile suddenly appeared in the stone room.Zhang Wuji was not surprised when he saw someone coming, but he said happily: "Pull senior brother off me!"

Wang Baobao frowned, only then did he realize that Song Qingshu was in a coma, he hurriedly used his kung fu to force Song Qingshu into his arms, and then swung his sword to open Zhang Wuji, followed by an attacking palm.

"Let him go!" Zhang Wuji clutched his chest and looked at Wang Baobao viciously.Why is he careless?He returned to Bianliang and did not show up for five or six days. Wang Baobao must have received the information and judged that he had suffered internal injuries, so he came to assassinate him.

"Hmph, you don't treat Qing Shu well, don't blame me for taking him away." Wang Baobao looked down at the pale Song Qingshu, and was shocked to find that he was barely breathing.He originally thought it was Zhang Wuji who was just beating him up, but now it looked like it was more than that.

Zhang Wuji didn't answer, forcibly suppressing the internal injuries in his body, and forced him towards Wang Baobao.But Wang Baobao didn't love to fight, he used the Yitian sword to hold a sword flower, and suddenly the two rushed towards Zhang Wuji.And Wang Baobao took advantage of this gap to escape with Song Qingshu in his arms.

Zhang Wuji was in a hurry when he saw this, but the elders Xuanming temporarily stopped him, and after he had dealt with the elders Xuanming and chased him out, he found that there was no trace of Wang Baobao anymore.

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When Song Qingshu opened his eyes again, he found that he was still alive.

"Qing Shu, you are awake."

A voice that was so sweet and disgusting sounded from the side.Song Qingshu felt speechlessly that there was a person lying beside him, and this person was still hugging his waist tightly, and judging by the touch under the quilt, they were not wearing any clothes.

There was still a dull pain somewhere in his body, but Song Qingshu knew that unless Wang Baobao had the habit of raping corpses, this pain should be left by Zhang Wuji.

His martial arts should be able to recover, right?I don't know if there will be any sequelae...

As if feeling that his mind wandered too far, Wang Baobao tightened his hand on his waist, and said dangerously in his ear: "Qing Shu, you can't escape this time."

Song Qingshu knew that what he was telling was the truth, he was useless in martial arts.But things are not so bad.After all, now that he has mastered the secret of how Beiming Shengong absorbs people's martial arts, if he can absorb Wang Baobao's internal energy... Song Qingshu thought so, and put his hand on Wang Baobao's wrist, but then he thought that he must be captured by Wang Baobao now. Wang Baobao was brought to Yuan Dadu, and Wang Baobao's internal energy was not very strong, so even if he absorbed Wang Baobao's internal energy, he probably wouldn't be able to get out of Ruyang Palace.Thinking of this, he changed his mind and turned to forcefully pull Wang Baobao's hand off his body.

But he forgot for a moment that he had lost all his internal strength, and he couldn't pull Wang Baobao's hand away, but it aroused his interest even more.

"Qingshu, although your body is taken by that junior brother of yours. But I don't care, from now on, you can only be mine." Wang Baobao propped himself up, looked at Song Qingshu below him with a smile, and was satisfied.After so many years, he finally caught him in his arms, and this time, he would never let him go again.While thinking about it, he slowly bent down, intending to attack Song Qingshu's lips with a tormenting speed, watching the face of the person under him change drastically, and then...

Then a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the two of them completely red.

"Cough! Cough! Cough..." Song Qingshu coughed so loudly that he sat up with difficulty, covered his lips with his hands, and blood kept gushing from between his fingers.

At first Wang Baobao thought he was acting, but after listening to his continuous coughing and gushing blood, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, put on his clothes and went out to call the imperial doctor.

Song Qingshu smiled helplessly, he really didn't mean it, he couldn't help it...

The imperial doctor was quickly dragged over by Wang Baobao. Looking at the disheveled appearance of the other party, he probably was dug out of the bed by Wang Baobao.The imperial doctor frowned and checked his pulse for a long time, but he didn't avoid Song Qingshu talking about his condition.Song Qingshu's expression remained calm, but Wang Baobao's expression became gloomy.

Asking the imperial doctor to prescribe a few prescriptions to grab the medicine and decoct the medicine, Wang Baobao sat back on the bed, stared at Song Qingshu's calm expression, and said angrily, "Didn't you hear what he said just now? Is there only a few months left to live? Said that your body was seriously injured, and you barely woke up. If you have martial arts, you can still recuperate yourself, but now you have lost all martial arts, and no one else dares to help you adjust your breathing... ...What are you laughing at!" Wang Baobao was furious when he realized that this man was still in the mood to laugh.He rescued him, not to watch him die!

Song Qingshu smiled heartily, "I've never seen you not smiling, I never thought you were an ordinary person."

Wang Baobao was startled, and found that he had lost the smiling mask he always wore, smiled wryly, and sighed, "Qingshu, why are you so kind to your junior brother?"

Song Qingshu smiled calmly and said, "Because he is the most important person to me in this world." Even though he would risk his life, he would rather Zhang Wuji live, which already shows that Zhang Wuji has occupied the most important position in his heart.However, that quack doctor's words can't be completely believed. He knows his own body well, and it hasn't reached such a serious level.

It was the first time Wang Baobao heard such words from Song Qingshu's mouth, and he could only stare blankly at him for a while, wishing that he said such words to him.

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A heart-piercing cough sounded, and Wang Baobao looked at Song Qingshu who was suffering from all kinds of illnesses worriedly and said, "Qingshu, did you not drink the soup and medicine I gave you?"

Song Qingshu smiled weakly and said, "If you drink it, it won't work." Another month has passed, and although his life was saved, he doesn't even have the strength to get out of bed now, and his body has begun to be infected with various diseases. Wind-cold and lung disease are really a tuberculosis.

Wang Baobao sat in front of Song Qingshu's bed, quietly looking at him with a pale complexion, thinking of him who was like a jade tree facing the wind back then, he was even more embarrassed. "Qingshu, is your body really hopeless?"

Song Qingshu smiled faintly, but did not answer.Nonsense, of course it can be saved, he just needs to re-practice the Beiming Divine Kung Fu, anyway, that martial art is the kind that will become stronger if you practice it once.But how could he practice now?Will he become fat enough to be eaten by Wang Baobao?

Wang Baobao thought that Song Qingshu's smile was a helpless one, so he couldn't help but sigh.He also saw what happened that night, and he really didn't understand why Song Qingshu was so nice to Zhang Wuji.So good that he could even give up his life, which made him extremely jealous.

He also wanted to become the person Song Qingshu could care about, and being loved and pampered by such a person would definitely be a very happy thing.

Thinking of this, Wang Baobao couldn't help stretching out his hand, stroking Song Qingshu's thin face back and forth.

Song Qingshu coughed violently again, this time the cough was earth-shattering, Wang Baobao hurriedly brought the decoction, fearing that he would cough up all the internal organs in the next second.

Song Qingshu drank a bowl of decoction and said with a shallow smile: "The little prince is very worried today, is he going to retreat to the north again?" Since these days, he has been retreated by Wang Baobao. Although he doesn't know the information on the front line, but You can also guess how things are going.It must be that Zhang Wuji led the Mingjiao army to fight against the Yuan Dynasty, and the purpose was to rescue him.

Wang Baobao took a deep look at him, and after a while he shook his head with difficulty and said, "No, I won't take you away this time. Further north, the weather is cold. According to your body, you can't survive a month at all in that kind of climate." .”

Song Qingshu continued to smile and said: "Then, does the little prince want to kill me now? Or, how many cities can I exchange?"

Wang Baobao took a deep breath, and said with a wry smile: "Qing Shu, you always take my scheming too seriously. You don't even know that I have no power to resist when I meet you."

Song Qingshu was stunned, looking at the affection on Wang Baobao's handsome face, he didn't know whether what he said was true or not.

Wang Baobao leaned down, and left a light kiss on Song Qingshu's lips, then gently placed the Yitian Sword beside him, and turned away without hesitation.

Song Qingshu caressed his lips in a daze, and didn't recover for a long time.

Not long after, there was loud shouting outside the door, and the door was kicked open. Song Qingshu smiled and said to the person who walked in aggressively with a dragon-slaying knife, "Wuji, you came so slowly."

In the next second, he was hugged in an extremely familiar embrace, and he sighed contentedly.

Looking at the overlapping Yitian Sword and Dragon Saber beside them, Song Qingshu smiled slightly.

This time, they will never be separated again.

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In 1362, Zhang Wuji proclaimed himself emperor in Yingtian, his country was named Ming, and his reign was named Mingwu.

Emperor Ming Wu worked hard to govern, and by his side was a young Taoist priest named Su Qing.

Five years after Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty ruled the country, there were no queens and no princes, and Zen was located in Han Lin'er, the "Little Ming King".

According to legend, Emperor Mingwu followed Taoist Suqing to cultivate immortality.

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