Chapter 124: The Night of Turbulent Minds (2)

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Luo Bing's shouting just now did not cause any turbulence in Song Qingshu's heart. This gentle humming sounded like a curse, and Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became stiff. He withdrew from Luo Bing's body and stood up to be vigilant. looking out the window.

As soon as Luo Bingfu got out of the trap, he quickly bit his red lips, picked up the dress scattered on the bed, and put it on silently, until she finished dressing and disappeared at the door of the room, Song Qingshu didn't mean to stop her in the slightest.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again under such a scene." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, thinking that he had to go to Tianqiao to find a fortune teller recently to break the disaster, and his luck was too bad.

"I didn't expect that after such a long time, you are still doing this, and you can only use this despicable method to seize the woman's body."

With a bang, the door of the room was pushed open by an invisible force, her blue skirt was dragging on the ground, and a beautiful and vulgar woman walked in, her eyes were bright and crystal clear. The moonlight faintly passed through the slender skirt, as if the fairy of Guanghan Palace descended to the world.

Song Qingshu has always loved and hated that kind of verve in his bones. Song Qingshu pulled the quilt to cover his body, looked at the woman in front of him, and said with a wry smile, "I thought you should have come a long time ago."

Thinking of being fooled by two little kids to Changbai Mountain and staying in the ice and snow for half a year, the woman's cheeks couldn't help but get slightly hot: "It's not too late to kill you now."

"Anyway, if you're a husband and wife, don't open your mouth and shut up about a dog. If I were a dog, what would you be?" Song Qingshu glanced at her in disgust.

The fairy-like woman in front of her was naturally Song Qingshu's original wife, Zhou Zhiruo. After being beaten by Song Qingshu overnight, she vowed to smash his corpse into ten thousand pieces and hunt him down all over the world.

As a result, he was fooled by Xiao Hu Fei and Lingsu to the bitter and cold land of Liaodong in Yaowangzhuang. Recently, Song Qingshu was in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Zhou Zhiruo accidentally heard the drinker's discussion in an inn, and only then did he know that Song Qingshu had been in Manchu Qing Dynasty. Inside the palace.

"Yes, I chose to marry you because I was blind," Zhou Zhiruo said with a sneer, "Thanks I said before, 'Even if everyone in the world betrays me, Song Qingshu will not betray me', look now Come on, it's ironic."

"You also know that you married me!" Song Qingshu felt a little out of control, "Don't think I don't know what you and Zhang Wuji did on Shaoshi Mountain."

"You clearly know that he and I did not overreach." Zhou Zhiruo's eyelashes trembled, and she gave him a deep look.

"I didn't know, I didn't know until after that night!" Song Qingshu showed an uncontrollable smile on his face, "And even if I knew beforehand, I don't regret what I did. To be able to get your first drop of blood, I think that no matter what happens to you and Zhang Wuji in the future, he will always be a loser in front of me."

Looking at Song Qingshu coldly, Zhou Zhiruo said, "Are you proud enough? My whole life's happiness is ruined by your hands... I said that night, one day, I will tear you into thousands of pieces. I didn't expect this to happen. One day is coming so soon."

"Your happiness!" Song Qingshu was breathing rapidly, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became. "Your happiness should be given by me as a husband, not when my husband is dying, behind his back and fooling around with the old man."

"Have you said enough?" I don't know if she has stayed in Changbai Mountain for too long, but now Zhou Zhiruo's tone is three points colder than Bing Shang's, without a trace of anger, "Do you think it makes sense to say this now?"

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment: "Yes, I didn't expect you to see it so thoroughly, but I fell behind." The relationship between the two is very complicated. From their own perspective, there is nothing wrong with their behavior, but he What the two did, intentionally or unintentionally, deeply hurt the other person.

There is no right or wrong in many things in the world, only different positions.

"If that's the case," Zhou Zhiruo's lips rose slightly, "then go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Zhiruo's body was light and erratic, incomparably graceful, with a slender hand stretched out of her green sleeves, and five fingers stabbed straight to the top of Song Qingshu's head.

Song Qingshu's expression changed, his vision was far from what it used to be, and he grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's vein door as soon as he raised his hand.

Who knew that Zhou Zhiruo's face was calm, as if he had expected it, the palm of his left hand slammed into it.

Song Qingshu hurriedly reached out to greet her, and after a muffled sound, Zhou Zhiruo turned over and floated back to the spot lightly.

Song Qingshu spat out a mouthful of blood. He was injured by Wentai Lai Ben Lei Zhang yesterday. After a night of recuperation, it was enough to deal with such martial arts as Luo Bing. Zhou Zhiruo was the one who won the title of "Number One in the World" at the Lion Slaughtering Conference. There are ingredients that Zhang Wuji deliberately wanted in it, but it also shows that compared to Luo Bing, her martial arts are simply cloud and mud.

"Have you practiced your Jiuyin Sutra to such a degree?" Zhou Zhiruo's face flashed a trace of worry.

"Knowing that my beloved wife is chasing and killing me all the time, how can I not try my best to practice martial arts?" Song Qingshu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, laughing at himself.

When they fought just now, Song Qingshu parried Zhou Zhiruo's attack with both hands, and the quilt covering him slipped to his waist. Noticing the palm print between the other's ribs, Zhou Zhiruo frowned and said, "Are you injured?"

Song Qingshu nodded bitterly, "So you are very lucky, and you came at the right time."

"Tell me his name," Zhou Zhiruo said lightly, "No matter what, you are my husband. After I kill you, I will kill him for you, lest you die."

"I was killed by my wife, I was destined to die." Song Qingshu's right hand

With one move, he sucked the wooden sword on the side into his palm, and said with a faint smile, "If we die together, then the road to Huangquan will not be lonely."

"I taught you all your martial arts. I want to see what you have learned during this period of time to make you so confident." Zhou Zhiruo's expression changed, and she no longer held back her hands, and used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw to attack with all her strength past.

Although Song Qingshu can also use Jiuyin White Bone Claws, he is not stupid enough to use them against the enemy. Unlike the claw shadows that filled the sky when he used it, Zhou Zhiruo looked like a ghost when he used the Jiuyin White Bone Claw.

Song Qingshu raised the wooden sword solemnly, the tip of the sword kept touching the weak point of the opponent's claw shadow.

"Huh?" Zhou Zhiruo stared at him in amazement as she saw her moves being systematically rendered invisible by the opponent, but she felt that Song Qingshu's gestures had gradually become obscure. Knowing that he was affected by internal injuries, she could not help but deliberately went to the wound on his ribs. Attack the past without giving him the slightest chance to breathe.

Song Qingshu was at a critical juncture just now, when Zhou Zhiruo suddenly appeared, and he gave up halfway, causing his blood to churn.

"Stinky girls, you are also the head of the dignified faction. It's okay to attack me while people are in danger. What's the matter if you keep going to the place where I was injured!" Song Qingshu said in shock and anger while resisting.

"To deal with shameless people, you must use shameless methods." Zhou Zhiruo did not move at all, and attacked with intensified efforts.

Song Qingshu only felt tired and nauseous, and when he finally lost his mind, the wooden sword was pushed aside by the opponent's left hand, and his neck was restrained by Zhou Zhiruo's Jiuyin White Bone Claw.

"Forget it, come and go naked. Eighteen years later, he will be a hero again." Song Qing threw the wooden sword to the ground as soon as he loosened his hand, but with his left hand he lifted the quilt around his waist to the side.

Seeing that the other party's key points were captured, Zhou Zhiruo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Song Qingshu's expression of giving up resistance, he was about to speak when he knew that the other party directly lifted the quilt.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced subconsciously, Song Qingshu hadn't had time to get dressed just now, and now, naked below, a disgusting thing was standing with its head held high, glaring at her hideously.

Although she had lost it to Song Qingshu before, she didn't notice anything other than humiliation and anger that night. What she still maintains today is a girl's exquisite heart, and the shame and anger in her heart makes her turn her head subconsciously.

Song Qingshu was waiting for this opportunity, and while her heart was in chaos, she poked her finger into the opponent's armpit.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were full of unwillingness, her body softened, and she slowly fell into his arms.

Song Qingshu had exhausted all his strength just now, hugging her soft tender body, secretly rejoicing in his heart: "No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. I watched movies in my previous life and saw all kinds of funny actions in Jackie Chan's movies, so I grabbed them. One thing can be used as a weapon, and the moves are even more obscene and ridiculous. I don’t think so, and I evaluate the other party’s troupe in my heart. Now that I have learned martial arts, I know that I can do everything I can, using everything around me is the highest level of life and death. frontier."

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful eyes were full of anger, Song Qingshu casually tapped several large acupoints all over her body, and smiled slightly: "I have also learned the Jiuyin Mantra, and if you want to use the acupuncture method, you will be a little more tender."

Seeing that the other party had been completely restrained, Song Qingshu hurriedly sat up and performed exercises to heal his injuries. He was now completely exhausted. If he did not recover as soon as possible, if Luo Bing returned, he would be dumbfounded.

Zhou Zhiruo was full of remorse, hating why she didn't break his neck just now, but she was stunned for a moment.

Human psychology is like this. It has always been for revenge. When there is a chance for revenge, it is unwilling for the other party to die so cheaply. It was under this contradictory mentality that Zhou Zhiruo was successfully overturned by Song Qingshu.

Seeing that the other party started to heal, Zhou Zhiruo also began to hit the acupoints with luck. She clearly knew that Song Qingshu was now at the end of the fight, and as long as he could rush through the acupoints, he would never have the power to fight back.

But what embarrassed her was that she fell into Song Qingshu's arms just now, and now the other party is sitting cross-legged to heal, her head has to rest on the other party's thigh, and the bad thing that made her so embarrassed just now is near her snow-white face. Constantly dawdling.

The slight heat on her face made it impossible for her to concentrate on the acupoints, so she couldn't help but said with hatred, "Take this disgusting thing away!"

"Thanks to it for the turnaround just now, the life-saving grace is greater than the sky, how can I cross the river and demolish the bridge now?" Song Qingshu said indifferently without opening his eyes.

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