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After Song Qingshu and Song Yuanqiao broke up unhappy that day, his head became hot for a while under the rage, and he ran aimlessly in the mountains to dissipate his anger.

The anger was gone, and Song Qingshu didn't go back immediately, but looked at the dark trees around by the moonlight and listened to the rustling of the leaves blown by the breeze, hurting the spring and autumn.

It's not all because of Zhou Zhiruo that Song Qingshu is so sad.

To be honest, for a girl as beautiful as Zhou Zhiruo, a young man with a bloody spirit like him would naturally fall in love with her.Not only him, but even Zhang Wuji, his brothers from the same sect, and disciples from other sects all had a faint liking for Zhou Zhiruo, and they would involuntarily look at her.He is not a saint, so naturally he inevitably became one of Zhou Zhiruo's admirers.

Song Qingshu has self-confidence. He is the best-looking, best-born, and good at martial arts among these young talents. He is the most promising and most likely match for Zhou Zhiruo.

If after Song Yuanqiao helped him propose a marriage, he found out that Zhou Zhiruo already had someone to be engaged to, Song Qingshu would only feel slight regret, but not any intense emotions.After all, as an honest gentleman, how could he rob someone else's fiancee.

But Song Yuanqiao went to Mijue Shitai to discuss marriage not for him, but for Zhang Wuji.Song Qingshu's original self-confidence shattered into countless fragments in an instant.The person who broke it was not someone else, but his own father Song Yuanqiao.

Song Qingshu's heart is bleeding!How could he not be angry that his own father thought that his own son was inferior to others, and this other was Zhang Wuji whom he hated the most since he was a child?

From childhood to adulthood, what he heard the most was that Zhang Wuji grew up in Binghuo Island before he was ten years old, and his parents separated again after he came back.

The more Song Qingshu thought about it, the more annoyed he became, so he drew out his sword and slashed at the trees.

After chopping, he panted heavily, but he didn't feel any better.

At this moment, Song Qingshu heard a "rustling" sound from the grass behind him. He turned around and saw a white figure flashing past behind the tree trunk.

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, he never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, so his first reaction was that maybe people from the Devil's Cult were following him to plot something wrong.

Song Qingshu directly chased after that white shadow.The man turned his head, and seemed to realize that he was chasing him, so he hastily stepped up his pace, dodging back and forth in the woods.

Song Qingshu was even more sure that the man had ulterior motives, so he tapped his feet lightly, leaped over as fast as lightning and stretched out his palm to slap the man on the back.

At this moment, that person suddenly turned his head, under the moonlight, Song Qingshu saw her face clearly.

It was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a small right eye and a large left eye, her nose and mouth were twisted, her shape was extremely scary.

When Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, his right hand had already slapped the little girl's shoulder. The little girl screamed, her body flew backwards, and then fell to the ground and disappeared.

Song Qingshu hurriedly looked there, and it turned out that there was no ground there, and he didn't know if it was a cliff or something, and the little girl was constantly falling.He didn't think about it any more, and immediately jumped forward.

Many years later, Song Qingshu once thought about what happened at this time. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he jumped off the cliff without hesitation in order to save an ugly girl whom he met for the first time, even taking his own life.Thinking of what happened later, maybe there is a certain destiny in the dark.

After Song Qingshu held the little girl into his arms with one hand in mid-air, he stabbed the cliff with the other hand to slow down their falling speed.

It's a pity that Song Qingshu's sword is very ordinary and cannot be inserted into the hard cliff. "Zi-Zi-" the ear-piercing voice continued to sound, and the tip of the sword left a deep track on the cliff and at the same time burst out a series of sparks, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Accidentally found a branch protruding from the cliff, Song Qingshu put his sword back, and reached out to grab the branch, several times missed by a few feet, and finally caught it the last time.The figures of the two stopped in mid-air.But there was no platform for them to jump on, front, back, left, or right. The branch had been bent into a semicircle due to the weight of the two of them, and it might not be long before it broke.

"My lord, let me go quickly." Although the little girl was ugly, her voice was soft and clear, as sweet as a silver bell, "This branch cannot bear the weight of the two of us."

For some reason, upon hearing her voice, Song Qingshu's restless heart calmed down.He said: "You're right, we're all going to die if this goes on. Now you climb up my body, grab this branch, and hug the trunk."

"What about you, son?" the little girl asked anxiously.

"You go up first, and I'll come later." Song Qingshu laughed at himself in a good mood, "If it wasn't for my low martial arts skills, I would be able to take the girl with me at this time. Please be careful yourself, girl."

The little girl was silent for a while, and said, "Actually, I can also do martial arts."

Song Qingshu was in a daze for a moment, and saw that the little girl was hugging the pine tree tightly.He couldn't help admiring: "Girl's martial arts... are very good."

"Master, come here quickly." The little girl shouted at him anxiously.

When Song Qingshu was about to jump over with a little force, he heard a click, and the branch broke off, and Song Qingshu's body suddenly fell down.

"Son—"

There was a scream from above.Song Qingshu didn't have the slightest fear at this time, but was only worried about whether the little girl could climb up by herself.And... when he died, would dad feel sad for him?

"My lord." A pair of gentle hands descended from the sky and hugged his cheek.Although those petite palms were cold, Song Qingshu felt that his cheeks were about to burn.Even when he was very young, his parents never treated him so intimately.

Song Qingshu looked at the familiar ugly girl and said angrily, "Why don't you just stay there, what are you doing down here? You're courting death!"

The little girl was not angry at all when she was scolded, she smiled lightly and said: "I learned this from the young master, didn't the young master also jump down for me?"

Song Qingshujun blushed, and said: "Who would jump down for you, a stinky girl. I was just dazzled by the moon, and my mind was not clear for a while. And I beat you down, so I should jump down to save you. You don't kill innocent people. You see, you're just stupid."

Even though he said so, Song Qingshu hugged the little girl in his arms, and prepared to throw the little girl higher with both arms when he was about to fall to the ground.In this way, the little girl did not fall from such a high place, and with her martial arts, her life should be safe.

Saving a life is better than a seven-level pagoda.

Song Qingshu Ah Q thought, if he could save someone before he died, his life would be worth it. ,

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?" Song Qingshu felt that he should know who he saved, so he said, "Now we are in trouble together."

"Han Zhao, you can just call me Xiao Zhao." Xiao Zhao raised his head, just in time to see Song Qingshu's handsome profile.She asked, "Where is the son?"

"Song Qingshu." Song Qingshu said with a smile, "It is considered lucky to have an ugly girl as a companion before dying."

"I'm not ugly." Xiao Zhao murmured.These words were drowned in the howling wind, and did not reach Song Qingshu's ears.

It's a pity that God felt that Song Qingshu's life should not be terminated, and he didn't give him a chance to be a hero to save the beauty.The two of them fell into the icy water with a "bang--".What's even more tragic is that Song Qingshu can't swim at all...

When Song Qingshu woke up, it was already daylight.

He rubbed his aching head, barely stood up and looked around.There are cliffs on both sides, and there is a wide and bottomless river in the middle, which meanders and flows to nowhere.There are a few big trees scattered on both sides of the river, strange in shape, and I don't know what species they are.He raised his head, and the cliffs on both sides were over a hundred feet high.Song Qingshu was a little thankful that he and the ugly girl fell into the river. If they fell on the flat ground on both sides, they might have passed the Naihe Bridge by now.

Song Qingshu looked at the extinguished bonfire next to the place where he was lying just now, thinking that the ugly girl should have saved him from the water, and then raised the bonfire so that he would not freeze to death, no wonder his clothes were dry.

From this point of view, he owed him two favors.

"Master, are you awake?"

A crisp female voice came from behind, Song Qingshu was overjoyed, turned around and said, "I'm still thinking about where you went..." The following words came to an abrupt end.

Seeing Song Qingshu frowning and looking at him suspiciously, Xiao Zhao said with a smile, "What's the matter with you?"

"This girl, I don't seem to know you." Song Qingshu looked around, "Excuse me, have you seen the girl with me?"

"I am!" Xiao Zhao pointed to his nose, "We just met last night, don't you remember me?"

Song Qingshu looked at her with a strange look for a while, then sighed and said, "This girl, please stop joking. The girl I'm looking for looks very... peculiar, not as beautiful as a girl."

Song Qingshu was telling the truth, this was the first time he saw a beauty comparable to Zhou Zhiruo.It's just that Zhou Zhiruo's beauty is elegant and refined, and she refuses to be separated from others thousands of miles away; while the girl in front of him is a delicate and beautiful lotus, which is very lovable.

Xiao Zhao rolled his eyes, pursed his lips and said with a smirk, "Is that that ugly girl? What do you want her for?"

Song Qingshu said: "She is my friend, here in the wilderness, I am worried that she will be in danger."

Xiao Zhao stretched out his hand and pointed backward, "I saw her go there just now."

Song Qingshu cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, miss." After speaking, he walked towards the direction she pointed.

Xiao Zhao stepped forward to stop him and said, "Are you going to chase her? Don't go. I think she left you alone and left."

Song Qingshu frowned, and said: "No, my friend would not do this, the girl misunderstood."

Xiao Zhao said with a smile: "How do you know? Haven't you heard that ugly people do more mischief? I heard her complain that you are a burden and don't want to stay with you!"

Song Qingshu thought of her jumping down from the top for him last night, immediately shook his head and said, "Impossible, I don't believe what you said. I'm going to find her."

Xiao Zhao smiled happily in his heart, but on his face he said angrily: "Why are you so unreasonable? I told you that she abandoned you and you still don't believe me. I just happened to get lost here, why don't we go together How about going out from here?"

Song Qingshu said: "Yes. But I have to wait until I get my friend back, and we will find a way together."

Seeing Song Qingshu leaving around him, Xiao Zhao grabbed his arm and said, "Don't go."

Even though the other party is a rare beauty, Song Qingshu was a little angry at being so entangled, and said: "Girl, I can't tell you what to do between men and women, please let go of your hand."