[Yi Tian] Reborn Qing Ruo He Ze

The mountain wind picked up suddenly and drifted into the hall, carrying a faint smell of blood. Zhao Min closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, and suddenly grinned. That bright smile caused many people in the hall to blink for a while.

The smell of blood became stronger.

"Demon girl, what did you do?" After they came to their senses, everyone noticed something was wrong and quickly shouted, their eyes also looked outside.The smell of blood is so strong, presumably something happened outside.Those who watched the ceremony in this hall today were only people with some dignity, and the rest of the younger disciples were enjoying the banquet outside.Could something have happened?

"I didn't do anything, but I just want to invite you all to come with me to the mansion to drink tea and have a chat." Zhao Min put his hands behind his back, looked at the crowd with a smile, and saw that some of them had panicked expressions on their faces , the smile on his face became more and more hearty, and he looked at Song Qingshu, whose face was still faint.In the past, she suffered losses from Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo several times, but today's move will be a complete shame.

"You! Fanbang girl, why are you uttering such wild words!" He Taichong snapped his sleeves and looked sharply at Zhao Min.Today, all the masters of various sects are gathered here, so are you still afraid that she will fail!

"Is it crazy that you will know later, Song Qingshu, Zhou Zhiruo, our accounts can be settled today." Zhao Min looked at Zhou Zhiruo who was wearing a phoenix crown and Xia Pei, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Zhou Zhiruo's jade-like wrists slowly stretched out from her sleeves, and her ten fingers were as slender as cutting onion roots. She was about to move the glazed bead curtain in front of her. Song Qingshu gently pressed her hands, looked into her eyes and said with a smile : "Zhiruo, now is not the time." His bride can't just let others look at her like this.

"Oh, it really is pity and love, and it's still so lingering at this time. But it's no wonder that Miss Zhou is so beautiful, even my brother's favorite concubine Ji can't compare." Zhao Min looked at Zhou Zhiruo, and said The words he spit out made people look cold.

"Fanbang women dare to speak rudely!" Su Mengqing shouted angrily.The expressions of all the Emei disciples beside her also changed, and they looked at Zhao Min with anger in their eyes, how dare these women from Bangbang speak so disrespectfully to their disciples!Only Miejue Shitai didn't move, just looked at Zhao Min coldly.

"I'm afraid this marriage will not come true today, Miss Zhou, I'm sorry for ruining your wedding." Zhao Min clapped her hands high-five, with a sarcastic smile in her eyes.

The corners of Zhou Zhiruo's mouth were slightly raised under the bead curtain, and her voice was as soft as the wind in March: "Ms. Zhao's words are probably too early."

As if to confirm what she said, there was movement outside the hall, and some people in casual clothes rushed from all directions. These people were all ordinary-looking, but the swords in their hands were covered with blood.

Everyone in the hall was in an uproar, Zhao Min turned around proudly with his hands behind his back, but when he saw those people, his face changed, these people were not her...

She turned around abruptly and looked at Song Qingshu with a calm face. Seeing her looking over, Song Qingshu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling gently.

Zhao Min clenched her teeth, her slender nails dug into her palms, leaving fingerprints one by one.

"Seeing that today is Gouzi's wedding day, we don't want to embarrass you too much, please, Miss Zhao." Song Yuanqiao glanced at the ugly Zhao Min and said.

Zhao Min turned around unwillingly and looked at Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu, suppressing the resentment and inexplicable jealousy in his heart, just about to say something.Song Qingshu flew forward quickly, a few times the rabbit rose and fell, and the sleeves of the vermilion robe fluttered like red clouds. Before the people around him could see how he made the move, Zhao Min and her attendants were already taken by the palm of his hand. Sweeping and falling out of the hall in embarrassment.

Zhao Min lay down on the ground, she tried her best to sit up with one hand supporting her body, blood was left at the corner of her mouth, and her chest was in pain.She looked at Song Qingshu who was standing alone in front of the hall, and Song Qingshu who turned his back to everyone looked at her coldly, with a bloodthirsty smile in his eyes.Zhao Min had never seen Song Qingshu like this before. She felt cold all over and coughed uncontrollably.My whole heart and lungs ached.

"Let's go." Song Qingshu spit out two words slowly, brushed off his sleeves in disdain, and turned back to the hall.

Zhao Min was already unable to get up at this time, and only she knew how hard Song Qingshu's seemingly light blow hit.Several attendants were also seriously injured, seeing that the situation was unfavorable, they quickly helped Zhao Min and left quickly.This is the precious daughter of King Ruyang, if something happens, they will have no way out.

This is the end of a farce. Zhou Zhiruo blinked, and the other end of the red silk was pulled up. Song Qingshu glanced at the student Zan Li, and the student Zan Li shuddered, and said in a loud voice: "Bride and groom, kneel and bow to the world." ..."

It was only after he shouted that everyone came back to their senses, and looked at Song Qingshu in surprise. They didn't expect Song Qingshu to have such a cultivation level at such a young age.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Song Qingshu of Zhilan Yushu beside her, her red lips were curved, her legs were slightly bent and she knelt on the futon and bowed her head to salute, the strings of glazed beads swayed slightly with her movements, making a crisp and melodious crashing sound, and then drowned Amidst the noise and laughter of the crowd.

After saluting, Zhou Zhiruo was surrounded by several friends who were good friends and went to the new house, while Song Qingshu stayed in the main hall to receive guests.

Zhou Zhiruo had been talking with Su Mengqing and the others in the room, and also had some snacks. After an unknown amount of time, the night outside had gradually darkened. Bei Jinyi saw that the time was about to come, so she pulled Su Mengqing's sleeve, Signaling them to leave.

They chatted and laughed a little more and left together. The originally lively room fell silent for a while, and Zhou Zhiruo felt a little uncomfortable staying in the room alone.Although the beaded curtain and phoenix crown is beautiful, it is also heavy. Taking advantage of no one, she stretched out her hand to brush away the beaded curtain. As soon as she took a breath, she heard a commotion from outside. sound.

"Qing Shu, I've never seen you drink alcohol on weekdays. I didn't expect you to drink so well, tsk tsk tsk, you really hide it." Mo Shenggu put a hand on Song Qingshu's shoulder and smiled wickedly.

"Uncle Seven is joking." Song Qingshu twitched the corners of his mouth, pulled the hands off his shoulders, flicked his sleeves in disgust, and glanced at the group of young disciples following him.

Those disciples felt a little terrified by Song Qingshu's cold glance, and couldn't help shrinking behind Mo Shenggu. Is it too late to regret it now?Brother Song's eyes are so scary, he really shouldn't have listened to Uncle Mo's words to make a new house!

However, Mo Shenggu didn't seem to see Song Qingshu's eyes, he still smiled mischievously and said towards the door, "Qingshu, hurry up and go in and see the bride, we are waiting to go and see the bride, and make a new house." gone."

"Uncle Mo." Song Qingshu stood in front of the door but did not push the door open, he smiled slightly and looked at Mo Shenggu.

"Hey, don't talk so much, go in quickly. But the bride has been kept waiting for a long time." As he spoke, he pouted his jaw towards the door, his face was fine, but his heart was already laughing so hard that he was about to hurt himself.Qing Shu has been like this for so many years, today he finally got the chance to deal with him, how could he let go of such a good opportunity.

"Why are you all crowded here?" A gentle voice came from behind, Mo Shenggu turned his head and saw Yin Liting and Zhang Wuji walking over, he rubbed his chin and smiled, "Sixth brother, we are all waiting for Qingshu to push you." Where's the door?"

"Squeak." Song Qingshu opened the door and walked in first, and everyone behind him laughed and pushed into the door.For a while, many people were crowded in the room.

Seeing Song Qingshu approaching step by step through the bead curtain, Zhou Zhiruo lowered her face, feeling a little nervous for some reason, and her palms were slightly sweaty.

Song Qingshu approached the bed, he bent slightly and stretched out his hand to push aside the bead curtain in front of Zhou Zhiruo, he paused suddenly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Zhiruo, don't be afraid."

Zhou Zhiruo raised her eyes when she heard this, and met his warm and smiling black eyes from the gap, her heart skipped a beat, and her clasped hands relaxed.

"Ding ding."

The bead curtains were parted by big palms with well-defined joints and hung behind the ears on both sides, slowly revealing the palm-sized peach blossom and jade face, with snow-skinned appearance, brighter eyes, and glistening red lips.The disciples who were still giggling just now were momentarily stunned by Zhou Zhiruo's breathtaking beauty, and stared at the two of them in a daze.Zhang Wuji, who was leaning against the door, was also startled, before he lowered his head and looked at his toes.

Song Qingshu bent his lips, caressing her lotus face without any trace.Zhou Zhiruo stared at him with wide eyes, then lowered her eyelids, her bright and clear eyes were covered by her long eyelashes.

"Zhiruo." Song Qingshu picked up two wine cups on a tray and sat down on the side of the bed, with the fabric rubbing lightly, Song Qingshu handed a wine cup to Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo took the wine cup and held the cup in her right hand, and Song Qingshu also held the cup in her right hand and walked around her slender wrist. The skins on the two wrists touched inadvertently.

Song Qingshu's mind was also stagnant, two clusters of fire ignited in his black eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

"Hey, Qing Shu, don't just sit around, help the bride up and let's have a look." Mo Shenggu yelled with a smile, as if he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Yes, Brother Song, let's see my sister-in-law quickly." Everyone booed accordingly.

Song Qingshu glanced at the crowd, helped Zhou Zhiruo curl up and face the crowd.

The author has something to say:

Ah, Uncle Mo is making a fuss in the bridal chamber, delaying Brother Qingshu's wedding night in the bridal chamber (laughing)

I went to get a new hairstyle yesterday, so I didn’t have time to update~