Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

An hour later.

Song Qingshu had finished washing and was eating in the tent when a person quickly ran in from outside.

This person is none other than Old Wei of the Golden Inn.

"Young Master Song." Lao Wei gasped, obviously coming in a hurry.

"Everyone in Mongolia has stopped. It's very strange."

Song Qingshu smiled at Lao Wei: "Sit down and eat first."

"Young Master Song." Old Wei was slightly startled.

He knew very well how big the movement was, and it was definitely not normal for Mongolia to suddenly act abnormally.

"Sit down." Song Qingshu poured Lao Wei a glass of wine.

"I know."

Hearing this, Lao Wei was relieved at this moment. Since Song Qingshu knew, there was no problem and he sat down directly.

On his way here, he heard about Song Qingshu's meeting with the Mongolian group.

And there was a big war.

Lao Wei drank a glass of wine and spoke about the situation there.

"There is no movement in the Mongolian martial arts forest. The three thousand cavalry who came are now all encamped."

"According to my estimation, it won't move for a day or two."

"I don't know the specific situation. The defense there is very strict now."

"..."

Song Qingshu nodded while listening.

The condition he had negotiated with Jing Bufan before was that the Mongolian side would not move for three days.

"I'm sorry to trouble you this time."

"I will tell Tang Yang."

"You go back to the Golden Inn. Nothing will happen there."

Lao Wei raised his head and looked at Song Qingshu, his eyes extremely determined: "Young Master Song... I can help."

"No need." Song Qingshu smiled: "You have already helped me a lot."

"You don't need to participate in the subsequent battle."

"Professional people do professional things, and Golden Inn is good for Central Plains."

Lao Wei wanted to say something, but looking at Song Qingshu's eyes, he had no choice but to give up.

"good."

After the two of them finished eating, Song Qingshu stood up and sent Lao Wei away.

He really didn't want Lao Wei to get involved.

In a battle of this level, there is one more person and one less person. The difference is really not big.

Lao Wei's Golden Inn provides many people with benefits, whether in Mongolia or the Central Plains.

"Let's light a fire." Song Qingshu said to the person in the distance.

"The Mongols won't come for three days."

The people around the beggar gang looked at Song Qingshu blankly.

Make a fire?

The Mongols won't come for three days?

"good!"

"Let's go notify."

Everyone was surprised at first, and then ecstatic.

Before, everyone was hiding, not daring to light a fire, and always vigilant.

Now that I know I can make a fire, how can I be unhappy if the Mongols don't come for three days?

This means they can relax for three days.

They would not doubt Song Qingshu's words at all.

Not long after, fire appeared in countless places at Shenxiakou, lighting up the dark night.

Not only that, there was laughter in many places.

Under a big tree.

Song Qingshu looked at the countless fires with a smile on his face.

It's just that this smile is a little complicated.

He knew very well that these three days were the last carnival, and no one knew how many people would survive the war after that.

The breeze came, and Song Qingshu just leaned on the big tree quietly, looking at the endless yellow sand.

There is neither sadness nor joy in the eyes.

Time passes slowly...

I don't know how long it took, but a figure appeared not far away and walked up slowly.

The person who came was none other than Qi Mu, holding two jars of wine in his hands.

He awoke from his recovery hearing a commotion among the valleys.

After asking about the situation, I was not in retreat.

Three days were enough for him to recover.

Except for three of the twelve people who were seriously injured and needed time to recuperate, the others were all fine. At most, they were too exhausted.

"Young Master." Qi Mu smiled and sat directly next to Song Qingshu, handing him a jar of wine.

Song Qingshu looked at the two jars of wine in Qi Mu's hands, with something strange in his eyes.

"What? You want to get me drunk."

"You have nothing to do, I can rest for three days anyway." Qi Mu picked up a jar of wine and took a sip.

Looking at the endless yellow sand, I sighed.

"It was almost over this time."

Song Qingshu smiled and picked up a jar of wine and took a sip, looking at the endless yellow sand.

"Are you scared?"

Qi Mu was shocked and turned to look at Song Qingshu.

At this time, he could only see the faint smile on Song Qingshu's side face.

"No!"

"I was scared before." Song Qingshu ignored Qi Mu and took another sip of wine.

"I escaped too."

"I'm thinking whether I should take action against Jing Bufan and others. I'm afraid something might happen in the future."

Hearing this, Qi Mu was stunned, his expression seemed to be frozen.

Young Master is afraid?

He couldn't imagine that such words would come out of the young master's mouth.

"Son..."

"I'm not a god." Song Qingshu looked at Qi Mu and smiled calmly.

He picked up the wine jar and gestured to Qi Mu, and took another sip.

Qi Mu also took a sip and remained silent.

He didn't understand why Song Qingshu was like this today.

"Master...has something happened?"

Song Qingshu looked up at the sky and said helplessly: "Yes, something happened."

"Senior Shangguan, Senior Nangong, and Senior Du You are all in trouble."

"Best case scenario serious injury."

"The worst...all of them die."

Qi Mu's body trembled.

Senior Shangguan, Senior Nangong, Senior Du Yu...

They were able to achieve the Nine Yang Divine Art only with the help of three seniors.

The three seniors taught them a lot, and it would not be an exaggeration to call them their mentors.

"My father was also seriously injured. He secretly went to Dadu." Song Qingshu spoke again.

Qi Mu's heart suddenly trembled. He finally knew why Song Qingshu was so abnormal.

"Fan Yao?"

He knew very well that when Song Daxia went to Dadu, someone would definitely use some means to manipulate him.

This person... all he could think of was Fan Yao.

"It's not important." Song Qingshu turned to look at Qi Mu seriously.

"Do you know what I mean when I tell you this?"

"Don't leave!" Qi Mu looked directly into Song Qingshu's eyes firmly,

This was the first time in his countless years of following Song Qingshu that he had rejected Song Qingshu outright.

"This battle must be fought!"

He knew what Song Qingshu meant when he told him this.

Song Qingshu was afraid that something would happen to them, or in other words, Song Qingshu didn't want him to take action.

"Gugu..." Seeing Qi Mu like this, Song Qingshu picked up the wine jar and drank again.

There was a complicated smile on his face.

Take a long breath.

"Old Qi, there is no need for you to risk your life with me."

"Since you have no interest in the world, don't get involved."

"What you don't owe me is what I owe you."

"Leave it to Chen Youliang here. Chen Youliang knows what to do. Let's go."

"Go to Wudang, go to the ancient tomb, go to the Tianying Sect, you can go anywhere, Yuanshi won't look for you."

"I will tell Jing Bufan."

Qi Mu didn't respond, but his eyes said everything.

He won't leave.

He knew that the young master was afraid that something would happen to them, he was very scared.

Otherwise I wouldn’t be talking about this today.

He guessed that there were serious problems in Dadu, and the young master felt that there were many things that he could not control.

The young master wants to protect those who can be protected within his ability.

They are among the people the young master cares about.

"Sir, I can win this round!"

"must!"

"I know." Song Qingshu looked at Qi Mu with complicated eyes.

"But what happens next?"

"What will you do next? Can you get away with it?"

"This battle will have a great impact, and there will be people who can't tolerate you in the future."

"You understand people's hearts better than I do. Most of the time things go wrong if you don't fight. It's your fault that you have the ability."

"You know better than me, so you don't participate in the Ming Cult and take over the Sky Eagle Cult."

"Isn't it?"

Qi Mu was silent, he knew that this battle would be very troublesome.

Once the general trend of the Central Plains changes, countless careerists will come out.

And he will become the target of everyone's defense.

As long as there is a chance, someone will definitely kill him.

He had no doubt of this.

"I want to fight." Qi Mu said after a long silence.

"Reason?" Song Qingshu asked calmly.

Qi Mu looked at Song Qingshu with firm eyes.

"There is no reason, I just want to fight, I can't help but panic."

"I can't hold it in."

Song Qingshu shook his head and took a few sips of wine, then leaned against the big tree and spoke slowly and calmly.

"Don't die."

"Yang Xue and I still need you to take care of our children."

"If you want to make a fuss, make a fuss."

"I made a miscalculation with Yin Li. I didn't expect that Senior Ximen, Yin Li's inheritance, would be in big trouble."

"I started to think I had it under control, but... I miscalculated."

"Where is my father? I also miscalculated. Because of my reasons, my father secretly went to Dadu."

"If it weren't for my strength, my father would definitely discuss it with me, and the result wouldn't be this."

"Now I feel that I also miscalculated in Wudang. My second uncle, third uncle, and fourth uncle probably all came over here."

"My grandfather is the White-browed Eagle King, and so is my uncle Yin Ye King."

"The world is in chaos, and I can't help it."

"so……"

"I don't want to say anything here. I'm just here to discuss things with you. I respect any choice you make."

"I won't die...I will handle all the problems."

"If I die...you can go back to Wudang. I have a back-up in Wudang, no problem."

"I have only one request for you, live."

"Live well."

Qi Mu looked at the young master in front of him, feeling a little sad in his heart.

The young master has endured too much.

In the beginning, the young master was carefree, like a handsome young master, enjoying himself in the world.

In the past, the young master was so high-spirited and always had a fascinating light in his eyes.

That is an unparalleled confidence.

But now... the young master's eyes have changed and become complicated.

It was a deep helplessness.

Although the young master is very powerful, he is only powerful but not invincible.

"Sir...everyone has his own destiny."

"Whether it's Miss Yin Li, Daxia Song, Wudang, White-browed Eagle King, or King Yin Ye..."

"Or us, we all have our own paths."

"You've helped us enough, that's it."

"You shouldn't live like this."

"You can change your life to a more relaxed way."

Qi Mu's voice was trembling, and he knew very well that the young master was always looking after everyone.

Many people think that the young master is carefree and carefree about worldly matters.

But only the twelve of them knew that the young master was very busy and never stopped.

Over the years, the young master has had nothing to do with himself, everything has revolved around other people.

From the beginning, the Red Maple Forest incident, Cheng Kun attacked the young master, and then various sects left the Central Plains.

At that time, the young master went to the ancient tomb.

They didn't know before, but now they know why the young master went to the ancient tomb.

Ask Senior Ximen Ouyang for help to stop the Yuanshi people in the Western Region.

Afterwards... the Ming Cult attacked Shaolin to kill Cheng Kun.

Young Master knew that the Ming Church had failed and the Sky Eagle Sect could not participate.

So the young master tried every means to prevent the Sky Eagle Sect from participating.

After the Battle of Guangmingding, in order to prevent Wudang and Tianying Cult from getting into trouble, Young Master took them there again.

At the same time, Wudang was laid out.

The young master and them had been planning for half a year for the battle at Baiwang Peak in Wudang.

Others thought they won easily, and only they knew how much they had prepared.

Then in the battle of Dongyue City to rescue Wudang, Chen Youliang and Zhu Yuanzhang were all promoted by the young master, so only that battle could be won.

Chen Youliang only knew Chen Youliang's hidden abilities because the young master had arranged for them to investigate early.

As for Zhu Yuanzhang's matter, the young master is completely wiping the butt of Mingjiao.

It is also because of Young Master that the masters of Mingjiao can get guidance from Nangong Ping, Shangguan, Du You and other three seniors.

At the same time, the young master also asked the young lady to take out the Nine Yin Manual.

He didn't know what was going on in Dongyue City at first, but now he knows.

Nothing will happen to the Wudang people who are trapped in Dongyue City.

Jing Bufan and others will not use Wudang, everything is to attack the Mingjiao.

None of this has anything to do with the young master.

The young master must have known it, but he still spared no effort to help Zhang Wuji.

After Dongyue City, there are now five rescue sects.

This time the young master has prepared a lot, but problems are still happening, big problems.

Young Master is very tired, more tired than everyone else.

"Sir, after this battle, the situation in the Central Plains will rise. This is the last time." Qi Mu's decisive voice sounded.

"After that...it has nothing to do with us."

"I can change the overall situation in this battle. From now on, I will listen to the master's arrangements."

Song Qingshu raised the wine jar and smiled at Qi Mu. He drank without saying anything.

Qi Mu also laughed and started drinking.

He didn't know what Song Qingshu was doing or what he was worried about.

But he was certainly not wrong about one thing.

Overthrow the Yuan Chamber!

As long as Yuanshi is finished, everything is over.

In this battle, he was sure to draw out all the careerists in the Central Plains.

As long as the heroes of the Central Plains advance together, it is only a matter of time before Yuanshi falls.

The only thing missing from the Central Plains now is a fire, and he can ignite this fire now.

The young master is not afraid of death, what are they afraid of?

Moreover, with their current strength, they are not so easy to die.

Before they knew it, the wine jars in their hands were empty.

The two of them just looked at the endless yellow sand. Although there was nothing anywhere, in their eyes, there were already corpses everywhere.

Qi Mu did not ask about Fan Yao because he knew very well that Fan Yao was dead.

As long as Fan Yao comes, he will die.

There are a hundred ways to kill Fan Yao without him taking action himself.

This man must die.

"Whirring whirring……"

Not long after, Qi Mu found that Song Qingshu had fallen asleep leaning on the big tree.

He looked at Song Qingshu in front of him, and felt sad in his heart.

The young master is only less than thirty, and he has been burdened with too much. Originally, all of this had nothing to do with the young master.

And the young master took them all.

Wudang, them, Zhang Wuji, Yin Li, the Sky Eagle Sect, the Ming Sect, and the Beggar Clan...

"Sir, things in this world should come to an end."

"It's time to finish."

Qi Mu's eyes were firmer than ever before.

The twelve of them are now top-notch, plus his arrangements.

In this battle, he will completely disrupt the Yuan Chamber.

A gust of breeze came, and a sound of footsteps came, extremely gentle.

Qi Mu turned around and saw Yang Xue slowly walking over.

Yang Xue looked at the sleeping Song Qingshu, sat down slowly, and nodded slightly to Qi Mu.

Qi Mu stood up and left slowly.

The next morning...

When the morning sun shone on Song Qingshu's face, a breeze came.

Song Qingshu slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of self-mockery on his face.

He actually fell asleep.

He didn't even know how to describe it.

Is it because of the wine?

Or are you tired?

he does not know.

"Wake up." Yang Xue's soft voice sounded.

Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue and smiled, then held Yang Xue in his arms and looked at Chaoyang.

"How did you come?"

"I came here without seeing you." Yang Xue responded looking at Chaoyang.

"Are you going to let Saiki and the others go?"

Song Qingshu nodded: "Yes."

When Yang Xue came yesterday, she guessed a lot when she saw Qi Mu and Song Qingshu.

Something happened over there in Dadu, and something happened to Song Qingshu.

It's so peaceful, so peaceful.

"The people from Wudang are also rushing here." Yang Xue looked at Song Qingshu with a worried voice.

She knew very well that Song Qingshu did not want Wudang to come over.

"Guessed it." Song Qingshu sighed.

"My father can go to Dadu, and my second uncle, third uncle, and fourth uncle will come here."

"They will definitely come without telling me."

"Wu-Dang... won't stay out of it. If Wu-Dang doesn't come, it won't be Wu-Tang."

There was a hint of complexity in Yang Xue's eyes.

She asked someone to carefully check Wudang's movements because something happened to her uncle Song Daxia.

Others certainly don't know.

But she didn't expect that Song Qingshu guessed that Wudang was coming.

"what to do?"

Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue's worried eyes and smiled: "You're here, let's fight."

"Wu-Dang's strength is not bad either."

"Lao Qi and the others are watching, it's okay."

Yang Xue looked at Song Qingshu in surprise. The Song Qingshu now was very different from the past.

In other words...Song Qingshu doesn't have as many worries as before.

"Why?"

"You wouldn't be like this in the past."

Song Qingshu laughed at himself: "I used to be a little arrogant, but now I understand."

"In the end, I'm just a junior."

"When my father went to Dadu without telling me, I knew I had done many things wrong."

"And it was so wrong."

"Father, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, sixth uncle, seventh uncle."

"It's not that I'm taking care of them, it's that they are accommodating me."

"Whether my father secretly went to Dadu, or Wudang all secretly came here now, they all do it for the chivalry and righteousness in their hearts."

"This is the root of their life, and they are the right people."

"The main reason why they hide their whereabouts is because they don't want to conflict with me. They are taking care of me."

"And the fundamental reason for all this is because my strength has grown too fast."

"I thought I could change everything, so I started imposing my ideas on them."

"This is true for Wudang, Qi Mu and others, and Yin Li."

"The only one I don't care about is Zhang Wuji."

"Now it seems that Zhang Wuji is the best if I don't care about him."

Yang Xue held Song Qingshu's hand tightly and looked at Song Qingshu tenderly: "Everyone knows how good you are."

"That's why everyone doesn't want to conflict with you."

"You are right, and so is everyone."

"It's just...a different choice."

Song Qingshu knew that Yang Xue was afraid that he would think too much, so he gave him a reassuring look.

"I'm fine, I just feel a little emotional."

"Let's go."

Yang Xue knew that Song Qingshu was not the kind of person who would be very aggressive.

Song Qingshu's ability to say this means he has figured it out.

The two of them walked down the mountain together.

Yang Xue said in a low voice: "All three seniors were seriously injured, very serious."

"The person was taken away by the Three Ghosts of Xiangxi and went to the ancient tomb."

"Senior Shangguan Yinghao's right arm is completely useless, the bones are shattered, and the right arm is completely gone."

"Senior Nangong Ping suppressed his injuries by force. He will live for up to five years."

"Senior Du You is still in a coma. It is estimated that he will have mental problems when he wakes up. He is fighting with each other and is multitasking, which is the sequelae of the technique."

Song Qingshu stopped, his eyes a little unbearable.

He thought something would go wrong, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Where's Yuanshi?"

"Almost." Yang Xue responded.

"When the three ghosts of Xiangxi and the three heroes of the inner sect rushed over, the fighting had been going on for two days."

"Everyone is exhausted."

"If no one passes, the final result is that we all die together."

"All six people on the Yuanshi side were seriously injured and all have problems with their meridians."

"I suspect it's the result of forcibly using the thirty-acupoint-in-one-qi technique that your master mentioned."

"Senior Nangong Ping is very powerful."

"Senior Shangguan and Senior Du You may not be strong apart, but together they are very strong."

"The two of them have been in Mongolia. If there are less than three people in Mongolia, they can only run away or die!"

"No surprise at all."

Song Qingshu's heart was extremely heavy.

Now they, Jing Bufan and others are the only ones left.

Everything depends on the Huashan sword debate.

In the camp.

Qi Mu was already busy at this time, handling all kinds of information, number of people, and arrangements in an orderly manner.

The people who came from the Beggar Clan had no objections to Qi Mu's arrangement.

Song Qingshu didn't interfere too much after he came back.

He, Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya lived in a secluded place.

At noon.

Qi Mu came to Song Qingshu's side and sat down immediately when he saw that he was eating.

"You really know how to find time." Dongfang Ya smiled and gave Qi Mu a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"I came here by smell." Qi Mu chuckled, not polite at all.

Others didn't care, it was like this in the ancient tomb anyway.

Everyone was not as nervous as before the battle, just like usual.

"Sir, Young Master Wuji is here. He will arrive in the evening." Qi Mu said.

"Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Fan Yao and Young Master Wuji are together."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes changed.

Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, and Wei Yixiao are all fine.

Something is wrong with Fan Yao coming here at this time.

It is impossible for Mingjiao not to know Song Qingshu's thoughts.

"I'm here to beg for mercy." Dongfang Zhu showed a strange smile in his eyes.

Others had doubts in their eyes.

It is possible to plead for mercy, but it should not be at this time.

It's no secret that Song Qingshu is a good person in the world.

If nothing happened to Daxia Song, we can talk about this matter.

This isn't even counting Yin Li's business.

But now Daxia Song is seriously injured.

Dongfang You's deep voice sounded: "King Yin Ye has not investigated Yin Li's matter, but I think it may not be serious."

"The character of King Yin Ye is not easy to talk about."

Dongfang Lan followed and said: "Don't forget that there is also the young master's grandfather, the White-browed Eagle King."

"The White-browed Eagle King has a good relationship with Fan Yao."

"Yin Li is fine after all."

"Maybe it can be postponed for the sake of the overall situation, or for other reasons."

Dongfang You agreed with this statement. According to the records in the ancient tomb, the White-browed Eagle King had a good relationship with Fan Yao.

"That's what happened to Master Song."

"If Zhang Wuji doesn't have something to convince the young master, Fan Yao won't come here at this time."

Qi Mu glanced at Song Qingshu and saw that Song Qingshu was very calm, so he smiled and spoke.

"Young Master Wuji wants to persuade the young master in two ways."

"First, Wu-Tang!"

"This time, Daxia Song went to Dadu by himself. Fan Yao did not force him and chose Daxia Song."

"If Master Song supports Young Master Wuji, this matter can be done, or at least we can talk about it."

"Second, Nangong, Shangguan, and Du You are the three seniors."

"Otherwise... Mingjiao will not have the confidence to talk, and Young Master Wuji will not bring Fan Yao here."

"Unlikely." Yang Xue smiled and shook her head.

"The three seniors will not get involved in Mingjiao affairs, or speak out because of Fan Yao's affairs."

"Fan Yao...is not qualified."

The same goes for Youlan Zhuya, Yang Xiao and the Mingjiao people may have inherited the martial arts of their three predecessors.

But it's just inheritance, and Mingjiao is not qualified to negotiate conditions with them now.

"Don't forget, we gave you the Nine Yin Manual." Dongfang Zhu smiled faintly.

"If you don't accept it, you will be ruined."

"If you learn from us, you should have some respect."

"In the past, we still expected something from them, but now Lao Qi and you twelve are much stronger than the Ming Cult."

"You can just go up."

"No worries."

Dongfangyou, Dongfanglan, Dongfangya smiled.

They all think Dongfangzhu’s approach is fine.

Saiki has the ability, and his current strength is also high.

Qi Mu was slightly startled. Youlan Zhuya had never been angry in her memory.

Although the women spoke calmly this time, he could already hear the killing intent in them.

If Mingjiao is really confident, the four girls of Youlan Zhuya will really take action.

Needless to say, the strength of the four girls of Youlan Zhuya was no problem in killing the Ming Cult.

"I'm talking now." Song Qingshu looked at a few people and smiled.

"Yes, let's eat." Yang Xue followed.

No one is talking about it.

We will know what the situation is when people come.

Another important point is that Song Qingshu never spoke.

They didn't know what Song Qingshu was thinking.

Qi Mu left after eating and left directly.

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue came to a small stream and sat down.

Yang Xue asked: "What do you think?"

"What should Fan Yao do?"

Song Qingshu was silent for a moment, looked at Yang Xue and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"I have no objection to anything you do." Yang Xue responded with a smile, while waving the water in the stream with her right hand.

The slender hands swayed back and forth in the water.

It seemed that he didn't care at all if Fan Yao was dealt with, and it didn't matter what Song Qingshu did.

As long as Song Qingshu is happy.

Song Qingshu laughed when he saw Yang Xue's behavior. He knew what Yang Xue meant.

Support yourself in everything.

"I may be really impatient about my father's affairs."

"If my guess is correct, Zhang Wuji should have my father's letter in his hand."

"This should be a letter my father wrote when he was in Wudang."

"If something happens to you, ask Zhang Wuji to give me that letter."

"Reasonable." Yang Xue responded.

"Uncle handles things very carefully. He can guess how you will react if something happens after you go there."

"Your character Wudang is very clear."

Song Qingshu continued: "I'm afraid it's not just my father."

"There should also be Emei."

"My father was injured while rescuing Master Miejie from Emei. The Emei Sect needs to be replaced."

"Not only Emei, but also the other five sects."

"Everyone knows very well that as long as my father is not seriously injured, I will not be angry."

"After Master Miejie's death, the head of Emei was passed on to Zhou Zhiruo. This Zhou Zhiruo..."

Yang Xue smiled and continued what Song Qingshu said. She had also made a guess before.

"Is Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji childhood sweethearts right?"

"When we were at Guangmingding, anyone with a discerning eye could see the relationship between Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo."

"Many people know about the relationship between the two after that."

"In addition, now that Master Miejie is dead, Master Miejie has wanted to regain Emei all his life."

"So, before Master Miejie dies, he will definitely tell Zhou Zhiruo the secrets of the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword."

"If Zhou Zhiruo wants to regain Emei, he will definitely need the Nine Yin Sutra in the Yitian Sword."

"With the dragon-slaying knife in Xie Xun's hands, Zhang Wuji will definitely go to Xie Xun."

"Although the Yitian Sword is in our hands now, we will return it to Zhao Min soon."

"Zhao Min holds the Heavenly Sword in his hand, plus he has a relationship with Zhang Wuji."

"This Zhou Zhiruo will definitely lean towards Zhang Wuji now."

Saying that, Yang Xue smiled strangely: "Qingshu... your younger brother is really good with women."

"Xiao Zhao, Yin Li, Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo."

"Zhang Wuji now has in his hand not only a letter from his uncle, but also a letter from the Emei sect."

"In addition...Zhang Wuji already had a good impression of Zhou Zhiruo, and he had the grace to save his life when he was a child."

"This matter... seems to be very complicated."

Song Qingshu felt funny when he saw Yang Xue acting like this.

"You guessed everything and didn't say anything."

Yang Xue blinked like a little woman: "I don't know."

"You said I guess it goes on."

"What are you going to do?"

Song Qingshu smiled: "Now that you know everything, what do you think I should do?"

"I don't know." Yang Xue smiled sweetly.

"Just handle it yourself."

"You actually had an idea from the beginning, but you just didn't want to do it that way, right?"

"In other words, you can't be cruel."

Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue in surprise: "In the beginning?"

"What about Yin Li?"

"You guessed it."

Yang Xue nodded slightly: "Ever since I knew that Fan Yao was plotting against Yin Li, I guessed it before you even took action."

"Fan Yao's methods are not difficult to guess."

"Grandma Jinhua is Dai Qisi, the Purple-Shirt Dragon King of the Ming Cult, and she is also a saint of the Persian Ming Cult."

"So the Persian Ming Cult is chasing Granny Jinhua. Part of the reason why the Persian Ming Cult came here is because of Granny Jinhua."

"Fan Yao gave the news to Yin Li. Yin Li is very strong. He was worried that there might be something wrong with Grandma Jinhua, so he rushed over."

"Then, Yin Li wanted to find someone to help Granny Jinhua get rid of the three envoys of Fengyunyue, or to directly kill the three Persian Mingjiao people."

"Actually, Yin Li can just look for us, but we can't leave at that time."

"Qi Mu and others are practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, and you want to heal with me."

"Yin Li wants to find someone to save Granny Jinhua. There is only one person in the entire martial arts world who can resist the three envoys of the Persian Ming Cult, Zhang Wuji."

"Or exposition."

"That girl Yin Li is very stubborn. She doesn't like to owe favors. In other words, she rejects her father, King Yin Ye."

"Yin Li wants to ask the Mingjiao for help, and he will definitely pay a corresponding price."

"The best way is the Shixiang Ruanjin Powder antidote from the Western Regions."

"Yin Li has inherited Uncle Ximen, and she has confidence in poison."

"You..." Song Qingshu was speechless as he listened to Yang Xue's story.

Yang Xue actually knew everything.

"Have you checked specifically?"

"Hmm." Yang Xue smiled calmly.

"According to my guess, you are planning to let Yin Li come back and kill Fan Yao."

"Yin Li may not know how important Shixiang Ruanjin Powder is at first, but he will definitely understand after a trip to the Western Regions."

"It's impossible for her to get Toxiang Ruanjin Powder."

"That girl Yin Li is very smart. She can definitely guess that someone wants to use her to ask you for help."

"Yeah?"

Song Qingshu did not deny it, he did think so at first.

"Yes, I am indeed planning to let Yin Li come back to kill Fan Yao."

"But now it's troublesome."

"If Master Jue doesn't die, this matter will be easy to handle. Master Jue hates the Ming Cult. Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji cannot get too close."

"But now Master Miejie is dead, and Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji are getting involved."

"According to the news from Dadu, my father was seriously injured after saving Master Miejie."

"Fan Yao saved Zhou Zhiruo."

Yang Xue frowned slightly, Zhou Zhiruo didn't care at all, and neither did Song Qingshu.

The only reason why Song Qingshu was in trouble was because of Zhang Wuji.

"Are you worried about Zhang Wuji?"

"Why?"

"Are you worried that there will be problems if Zhang Wuji and we form the Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation in the future?"

"Are you afraid that Zhang Wuji will have a grudge against you?"

"No, a Fan Yao is not worth it."

"You are his brother!"

"Yin Li is his sister, he can tell the difference clearly!"

"Yes, I am worried about Zhang Wuji, or Zhang Wuji is very troublesome." Song Qingshu had a look of helplessness on his face.

"Zhang Wuji's feelings for Zhou Zhiruo are very deep, beyond your imagination."

"One more thing, that girl Yin Li is also very complicated towards Zhang Wuji."

"If Zhang Wuji opens his mouth to persuade, that girl Yin Li will give up."

"I have no doubt about that."

"After all, nothing happened to Yin Li. Fan Yao saved Zhou Zhiruo. This is a life-saving grace."

"Zhou Zhiruo was kind to Zhang Wuji for saving his life."

"That's just annoying."

"It would be okay if I didn't have a father and nothing happened. I could talk about it."

"But now something happened to my father."

"I didn't hold myself responsible for my father's injury, and I didn't take action against Fan Yao. How am I going to persuade Yin Li to take action?"

"If I persuade Yin Li to take action, it will be like letting that girl Yin Li do the bad thing, and I will be a good person."

"This is not good."

Yang Xue shook her head after hearing this. This is the reason.

This is also the case.

Song Qingshu's worries were all right.

But there is a problem, Fan Yao must die.

Fan Yao had too many schemes, first Yin Li, and then his uncle Song Daxia.

Song Qingshu couldn't bear it, and neither could she, nor could Youlan Zhuya, Qi Mu, and others.

Fan Yao will definitely die.

"Let Lao Qi do it."

"If you throw him on the battlefield, Lao Qi will definitely find a way to kill him."

"I'm afraid it's not easy either." Song Qingshu thought about this problem.

"It's okay, Lao Qi can do it." Yang Xue laughed.

"You go talk to Lao Qi."

"I've already sent word to Yin Li that girl is here, she should be here soon."

"After the Three Ghosts of Xiangxi took Senior Shangguan and others to the ancient tomb, I asked Yin Li to come over."

"Okay." Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue and nodded.

There was a hint of weirdness in both of their eyes, or it could be said that it was funny.

Fan Yao, who they could easily kill, gave them a headache for a long time.

"I'll discuss it with Lao Qi."

"Yes." Yang Xue responded, and the two went back soon.

Song Qingshu knew Qi Mu directly and told Yang Xue some of the results of their previous discussions.

At the same time, he asked if he needed anything to help Qi Mu.

Qi Mu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Sir, you and the lady are just worried."

"I can handle small roles like Fan Yao."

"On a battlefield of this level, it's easy to kill a top-notch master."

"Don't worry, it's absolutely fine."

"You will definitely die honorably, you will definitely die heroically, and you will die well."

Song Qingshu looked at Qi Mu's smile and burst into laughter.

"Yes, we are just worried."

"Professionals come to professionals."

"you busy."

After Qi Mu sent Song Qingshu away, he directly found Liu Bai, Zhang Cang, Wang Cheng and others.

Everyone laughed when they knew that the young master asked them to kill Fan Yao on the battlefield.

For them, it is a small problem for Fan Yao.

There are so many masters in Mongolia, they just need to rescue them when they are not in a hurry.

"Come, come, this man must die."

"Let's let him deal with Wang Sai. That old guy is not bad at all, especially those legs."

"Yes, as long as Fan Yao and Wang Sai run into each other, Fan Yao will be dead."

"I stared at Wei Yixiao and took him to find someone else."

"I'll keep an eye on Zhou Dian."

"I'll keep an eye on Leng Qian."

"I'll keep an eye on Yang Xiao, and I'll find him a master so that he can't tell his origin."

"I'll talk to the monk. It's okay. I'm sure he won't be able to take care of Fan Yao."

"I……"

Twelve people discussed directly.

There are only so many first-class masters, and each of them is watching one, or in other words, leading the Ming Cult people to intercept the other Mongolians.

As long as Fan Yao is injured, everything is easy to say.

Qi Mu chuckled: "I will communicate with King Yin Ye later."

"Fan Yao plots against Miss Yin Li no matter what. He will not be able to escape the death penalty."

"Since Fan Yao is so powerful, he must kill a first-class Mongolian master before this is over."

"Fan Yao is strong anyway, so that's not too much, right?"

"As the elders of Tianying Cult, we have to express our dissatisfaction no matter what when Miss Zijia is bullied, right?"

"Young Master Wuji, people from the Ming Cult can't say anything, can they?"

"You have to admit when you're wrong."

"Okay, haha." Liu Bai slapped Qi Mu fiercely.

"This is a good method. In this way, Fan Yao must find a way to kill a Mongolian master. If he can't kill him, he will die at the end of the battlefield."

"This military order is no joke."

"How many people from Mingjiao will die in such a battle? He, the right envoy of Fan, must set an example no matter what."

Zhang Cang gave Lao Qi a thumbs up: "I just like your insidious methods."

"Go away!" Lao Qi cursed with a smile.

"If we don't let Fan Yao face Wang Sai, or face that old wolf with the whip, Fan Yao will definitely not be able to do it anyway."

"Let's take the first step towards the others."

"If Fan Yao didn't kill the Mongolian master in the end, I would just kill him."

"Let's follow the rules."

Everyone discussed directly for more than an hour to finalize the details.

And after the Mingjiao people arrive, they should go over and get along first.

Get familiar with it first, and it will be easier to do things later.

At night...

Four figures came towards the entrance of Shenxia Gorge at great speed.

These four people are none other than Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and Fan Yao.

Someone saw Zhang Wuji and shouted.

"The leader of the Ming Cult is here."

"Headmaster Zhang and the masters of Mingjiao are here."

"Master Zhang is here."

"..."

Everyone knows that Zhang Wuji is very strong now.

Zhang Wuji and the Mingjiao masters can come, and others will be more confident in the subsequent battle.

The loud sound caused many people to walk out of the tent.

Zhang Wuji and the other four people had stopped and nodded slightly to the crowd.

They all knew that these people blocked the Mongols to buy time for them to rescue the five major sects.

"Don't say anything later." Yang Xiao looked at Fan Yao and ordered him with a solemn expression.

Although he said it many times on the way here, he still told me once when he came here.

Fan Yao was too bold this time.

A message was sent to Song Daxia, but Song Daxia was injured later.

Wei Yixiao followed and said, "Youshi Fan, we have already told you about Young Master Song."

"You have to know what's going on."

"To put it bluntly, Young Master Song will kill you in front of us, and we can't stop him."

"Even the leader is like this."

"Yes, my brother takes action and I can't stop him." Zhang Wuji's expression was even more serious than that of Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao.

He has never faced Song Qingshu directly since he was a child.

This is the first time.

Then this time it was the people on my side who had the problem.

On a mountain peak.

Qi Mu and others looked at Fan Yao with Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, and Wei Yixiao, with strange smiles on their faces.

You said something, and I walked towards Song Qingshu.

"Lao Qi, let's go."

"Dig a hole."

"If they don't agree this time, we will wait for King Yin Ye to come."

"If you jump into this trap, you have to jump. If you don't jump, you have to jump. If you don't jump, we will take action directly."

"Yes, Young Master Wuji will never take action against us."

"We'll beat Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and Fan Yao to death. We'll beat them to semi-crimps first."

"Even if Young Master, Miss and the others stop us now, we will continue to attack at night and we won't be able to kill them."

"Yes, Fan Yao must agree to kill a Mongolian master anyway, otherwise this matter will never end."

"Let's go, let's go meet the legendary Ambassador Fan."

"Yes, after all, he is the existence we looked up to in the past. Let's meet him."

"Let's go, let's go...haha."

"..."