[Yi Tian] Reborn Qing Ruo He Ze

Mo Shenggu leaned on the porch pillar with a ruffian smile, looking at the two people "you and me" over there, hey, this progress is too fast.

It looked fine this morning, but now it's starting to act coquettishly and show off its temper.Are his eyes broken?He actually saw their Wudang sect's Big Ice Cube Green Book coaxing a girl!

Song Qingshu glanced at Mo Shenggu coldly, Mo Shenggu shrugged, winked and smiled at the two of them, and then left.

Being disturbed by Mo Shenggu, Zhou Zhiruo blushed even more, she simply turned around and didn't look at Song Qingshu, scolding him in her heart.

Seeing her turn her back, Song Qingshu didn't say anything else, just held her hand, the long and slender hand with well-defined knuckles wrapped around the soft, boneless little hand.

Fingers intertwined.

The attack last night can be said to have been a complete victory, the vitality of Yuan soldiers was severely injured, many people were killed and injured, and the members of the Beggar Clan were ashamed.

"Song Shaoxia and Miss Zhou are really good at martial arts. I am short-sighted. I apologize to the two of you." He Qingchao laughed.

Song Qingshu's temper was cold, and he just said indifferently: "He Daxia is serious."

Zhou Zhiruo also nodded with a smile.

Only once, the members of the Beggar Clan could say that they really admired the two of them, and they had seen how powerful the two elders were.The two of them attacked Yuanren's mansion last night and blocked the two elders Xuanming, which shows that their martial arts are extraordinary.

Therefore, all the disciples of the beggar gang praised: "Wudang Song Shaoxia and Emei Zhou girl are really heroes!"

Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo didn't feel much about these praises, while Ding Minjun looked at Zhou Zhiruo who was full of resentment.

She never expected that Zhou Zhiruo would come back alive!The members of the Beggars' Clan talked so much about the two elders of Xuanming that she thought that Zhou Zhiruo felt that there was no return.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced sideways at Ding Minjun slightly, and saw her hateful eyes.

Senior Sister Ding really hates her.It's not that Zhou Zhiruo didn't feel Ding Minjun's malice towards her, but because of her fellowship, she never cared about her.Brothers of the same sect can kill each other, why bother?

Although the difficulties of the Cangzhou Beggar Gang were solved, Song Qingshu and the others did not leave immediately, and stayed in Cangzhou for a few days.

Zhou Zhiruo practiced swords in a small forest near the Beggars' Clan early in the morning, and practiced swords every day, she had already gotten used to it.

The rapier pierces lightly, the green shirt is slightly brushed, the steps are agile, the skirt is blown by the wind, and a set of Emei swordsmanship is used delicately.

The sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves sounded behind her, Zhou Zhiruo lowered her waist, turned her wrist back to stab with the sword, but saw Song Qingshu coming from behind her, Zhou Zhiruo was startled and wanted to withdraw the sword, but it was difficult to hold back the sword once it came out.

Seeing that Song Qingshu was about to stab Song Qingshu, he saw him passing by sideways against the sharp sword edge, his feet moved slightly, and he was already beside Zhou Zhiruo, looking down at her from top to bottom, holding her wrist and pulling her into his arms .

It was the familiar smell that enveloped her again.

Zhou Zhiruo's whole body was leaning against his arms, and the right wrist holding the sword was held by him. She flipped her left hand and struck his chest.

Zhou Zhiruo originally wanted to use Song Qingshu to dodge to break free, but she didn't expect Song Qingshu to take a slap from her without dodging or dodging.

She raised her head to look at him, and met a pair of smiling black eyes, "I know you don't want to hurt me, Zhiruo."

"Let go of me." Zhou Zhiruo said angrily.She did not hit him with all her strength, that palm seemed sharp but was soft.

Song Qingshu let her go as promised, Zhou Zhiruo broke free from his arms, stepped back towards him, and looked at him without speaking.

"Your swordsmanship is more than nimble, but not strong enough. And you don't have enough experience in fighting the enemy, and the changes are not big enough. It will be very difficult to deal with the enemy." Song Qingshu pointed out.

"I know." Zhou Zhiruo admitted with her lips pursed.She has only practiced for a few years, although she is stronger than all the disciples in Emei, there are more than one or two powerful people in the Jianghu, if she really meets someone with slightly stronger martial arts, she will not be able to deal with them.

Song Qingshu said from a branch on the ground, "I'll practice with you."

"What kind of swordsmanship do you use? Wudang swordsmanship?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at him and asked. The kung fu she saw last night did not seem to be from the same school of Wudang.

"En. Today I will practice Wudang swordsmanship with you first." Song Qingshu said without any concealment.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled, and raised her sword to attack him. The Emei swordsmanship looks soft and elegant, but in fact it is strong and swift. Her internal strength is relatively shallow now, and she can't make violent moves like her master Miejue Shitai, so she made a move as fast as possible.

Her moves are fast, every move is straight to the face, but Song Qingshu is faster than her, the branch is light, he blocks her sword with the twig in his hand, the sword and branch touch, Song Qingshu entangles her sword with the branch , pulled back with a little force and then pushed forward, with a "snap", the sword in Zhou Zhiruo's hand fell to the ground.

Song Qingshu took a few steps forward to pick up the sword, looked at Zhou Zhiruo and said, "This is called using strength to strike, using the opponent's strength to check and balance the opponent."

Zhou Zhiruo really felt that her sword was caught just now, but before she could react, the sword had already landed.She raised her head with excitement in her eyes, took the sword in Song Qingshu's hand, and stabbed at him again.

The two of them practiced all morning, and it was almost noon when Song Qingshu held Zhou Zhiruo's hand that wanted to come again, and said, "You take a rest first."

Zhou Zhiruo was in high spirits right now, she shook her head, trying to push his hand away.However, Song Qingshu held her hand without refusal, led her to a big rock, pressed her shoulders to let her sit down, bent down and wiped the fine sweat from her head, and said, "I'll make you I'll show you a set of whipping methods."

Zhou Zhiruo was actually a little tired, but she just realized the essence of swordsmanship and wanted to practice more.Now that Song Qingshu had said so, she could only nod her head and be obedient.

"Good boy." Song Qingshu touched her face, took out a soft whip out of nowhere, flicked it lightly in midair, saw the tail of the whip was very thin, swung it violently in midair, and made a clear and crisp sound.

Song Qingshu took a few steps back and stood in the open space.The white clothes were blown by the wind, Ruyu's face was cold and cold, with black eyebrows and black eyes, there was a faint hostility and domineering air.

His wrist trembled slightly, and the soft whip struck straight forward, Song Qingshu moved his feet lightly, his wrist turned to the left, the tip of the soft whip turned to the left instantly, the whip body circled, and twisted into a whirlwind.

Zhou Zhiruo had always practiced swords and had never used a whip before. Song Qingshu used this whip method extremely skillfully, relying only on the strength of his wrist to firmly control the long whip. If combined with strong internal force, the power must be extremely powerful.

It's just that this whip is not good. If there are barbs added to the tail of the whip, it will definitely sweep across the area when it is turned vigorously.

Song Qingshu swung his wrist forward, the soft whip turned back and he grabbed the tail of the whip.

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo lowering her head and frowning as if she was thinking about something, Song Qingshu walked over, raised her chin, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zhiruo didn't speak, but shook her head, stood up, took the soft whip in his hand, and danced the whip just like he did just now, with lightly bent, twisted, and even chopped wrists, the whip rustling in mid-air.She also used whip techniques that Song Qingshu had never danced before.She didn't notice it herself, she just used the whip instinctively.

Song Qingshu, who was standing on the side, looked a little pale. This set of whips is the white python whip.He looked at Zhou Zhiruo who was proficient in wielding the whip, and carefully looked at her face.

But for a moment, his long eyes narrowed slightly, and when he looked up again, it was clear.

Zhou Zhiruo put away the whip, looked at the whip in her hand in confusion, and Song Qingshu walked over to hold her hand.

Zhou Zhiruo held his hand instead, and murmured: "I think, before...but I never learned it." She shook her head.

Song Qingshu took the soft whip in her hand, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have the potential to learn how to whip, I will accept this apprentice."

Zhou Zhiruo curled her lips, looked at him and smiled lightly, "I don't want to worship a master who only teaches for a day."

Song Qingshu was noncommittal.

After coming out for more than half a day, Song Qingshu picked up the sword that was put aside, and walked forward holding Zhou Zhiruo's hand.

Zhou Zhiruo let him hold her hand, walked a few steps, looked sideways at his chiseled profile, and asked, "Why do you know so many kung fu?"

Song Qingshu said softly: "Only my wife can know, Zhiruo, do you want to know?" He turned his head to look at her with a smile in his eyes.

Zhou Zhiruo blushed unapologetically, avoided his gaze, and said, "If you don't say it, then don't say it."

Song Qingshu chuckled, his voice was clear, with a man's unique voice.

As soon as she reached the door of the Beggars' Gang, Zhou Zhiruo saw Bei Jinyi coming out, and quickly let go of her hands.Bei Jinyi also saw Zhou Zhiruo... and Song Qingshu.

"Junior Sister Zhiruo." Bei Jinyi called out, looking at them with some surprise on her face.

Zhou Zhiruo followed her gaze and saw her own sword in Song Qingshu's hand.Just wanted to explain.

"Junior Sister Zhou, thank you for practicing sword with me." Song Qingshu returned the sword to her generously, thanking her politely.

Seeing Bei Jinyi's knowing eyes, Zhou Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Senior Sister Bei, what's wrong?"

Bei Jinyi walked up to Zhou Zhiruo with a smile and said, "The spies from the Beggar Clan reported that Yuan soldiers had already left Cangzhou this morning, so they should be heading back to Dadu. Junior sister Zhiruo, we should go back to Emei too."

Zhou Zhiruo froze when she heard Hui Emei, and subconsciously glanced at Song Qingshu beside her, then smiled and nodded to Bei Jinyi in response.

Mo Shenggu originally planned to send Zhou Zhiruo and the others all the way back to Emei, but Ding Minjun said coldly: "Mo Qixia, our Emei disciples are not so weak that we need your Wudang to protect us so we can return to Emei without incident."

After hearing this, Mo Shenggu could only wave goodbye to them, to be precise, Zhou Zhiruo.

Song Qingshu stood aside without saying anything, Zhou Zhiruo didn't look at him, and got on the horse with his head down.

She thought Song Qingshu would insist on sending them back to Emei, but she didn't expect him to stand there without saying a word.Concealing the disappointment in her heart, Zhou Zhiruo waved her whip and followed Ding Minjun and Bei Jinyi.

Song Qingshu had been standing there looking at Zhou Zhiruo, he could feel her eyes.Can't help laughing, did Zhiruo realize that she cared more and more about him.

He also wanted to go back with her, but he still had some things to deal with, otherwise how could he let her go just like that.

The author has something to say:

Why does Zhiruo know how to whip...

why~~