Flower Stealing Master Chapter 9: The Eve of Revenge

After Song Qingshu woke up in the night, she saw Zhou Zhiruo lying on the opposite bed and fell asleep. He suddenly felt a sense of disgust, and started to spin around in his mind, thinking about how to take revenge, for the original Song Qingshu, and to wash away this strange shame for himself. , But when he thought of Zhang Wuji's martial arts success, he was also the leader of Mingjiao. Mingjiao could fight against Mongolia in the Western Regions. It can be seen that he has a huge momentum. He is now a useless person. He has no martial arts and no power. How can he get revenge? A sense of powerlessness spread throughout the body.

Inadvertently, I glanced at Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful face again, and Song Qingshu's war spirit burned with hatred.

The meridian is broken. I think of a way to fix it. I can probably remember the Jiuyin Zhenjing and the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Slaying Blade from the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Sword, plus my familiarity with Musashi in this world. It’s not difficult to succeed in martial arts, and then find those treasures. When today’s chaos is going on, it’s easy to pull up a force, and finally fight against Zhang Wuji...

When his thinking became clearer and clearer, Song Qingshu's mood slowly calmed down instead. He also thought about secretly informing Zhao Min to come and catch the rape, but Zhao Min is a terribly smart woman, it is hard to guarantee that she will not betray herself to Zhang Wuji for some reason, and then she will be exposed instead, and the three of them will definitely tolerate I can't help myself... I shudder when I think about it.

The next day, in front of everyone, when Zhang Wuji regretfully announced that he could not do anything about the broken meridian, Zhou Zhiruo was still a little worried that Song Qingshu would lose his way, but he did not expect Song Qingshu to take a sip of tea calmly, and said flatly. : "It's God's will, so Song can't blame others for having troubled Master Zhang during this period of time."

At this time, even Zhao Min looked at him in surprise, Song Qingshu responded with a faint smile, but the stormy waves in his heart kept improving his future revenge plan.

This is the ability that he has learned from his previous life in the society. Unless the outcome is determined, he will never expose his resentment in advance, so that his opponent will get up early and guard against it.

After chatting for a while, because of the tight war in the Western Regions, Zhang Wuji had to lead his group to leave early. Zhou Zhiruo ordered his disciples to pack up and set off on the road back to Emei.

"The headmaster seems to have become brighter recently." The two young female disciples sincerely slapped Zhou Zhiruo along the way.

Before Zhou Zhiruo was beautiful, but there was always a gloomy color between her eyebrows, which made people a little scared. Now there is a slight smile at the corner of her mouth at any time. In contrast, it is indeed brighter than before. a bit.

"Zhiruo is naturally beautiful, of course she will become more and more beautiful." Song Qingshu gently took Zhou Zhiruo's little hand, and looked at her affectionately. Feeling her beautiful skin, he sneered in his heart. The disciples didn't know the reason, but he knew it clearly. In the past few days, Zhou Zhiruo was irrigated with the essence of Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Qi nourishing every day. Of course, it was even more charming and moving.

Because a disciple was watching, Zhou Zhiruo was too embarrassed to directly withdraw her hand. After all, she was her husband, but she was a little impatient in her heart, and her eyes gradually became cold. Although she regarded herself as Mrs. Song in front of Zhang Wuji, she did not It doesn't mean that she really allowed Song Qingshu to do some intimate things between husband and wife to him.

Song Qingshu felt that it was almost done, so he let go of her hands, and sat on the carriage leisurely.

After a lot of deductions, he has already gotten into his mind over the past two days. Although there is little hope of resuming the meridians, he always has to try it before he is reconciled. The four great doctors in the world, Ping Yizhi and Xue, want to come and be with Hu Qingniu. Since Zhang Wuji has nothing to do, they should have nothing to do. The only thing left is the most mysterious poisonous medicine king, and there is a future Xinglin there. The saint Cheng Lingsu, after deliberation, only he has the greatest hope.

If everything goes well and the meridians are healed, and practice martial arts by yourself, go and take out the magical secrets and treasures. Everything goes according to plan. If unfortunately, it is really impossible to heal, the big deal is not to learn martial arts. Wei Xiaobao is not He doesn't know any martial arts, and he is still mixed, and he has climbed up step by step in his previous life. There is no reason why he can't do it in this life!

Song Qingshu is a persevering person, unless he is dead, otherwise he will not give up any small hope.

Prepared to leave without saying goodbye, but before leaving, some people have to charge some interest. Thinking of this, Song Qingshu squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Zhiruo's back. Zhou Zhiruo, who was sitting in front, suddenly felt goose bumps all over her body, and couldn't help tightening her clothes tightly.

After nightfall, a group of four found an inn in a small town. After dinner, the two female disciples went back to the room and rested wittily. Zhou Zhiruo frowned and followed Song Qingshu into her room. See There is only one bed in the room, and his face is a bit ugly.

Song Qingshu followed her gaze, quickly understood what was going on, and said with a smile: "Zhiruo, you sleep in bed tonight."

"What about you?" Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect Song Qingshu to be so acquainted~IndoMTL.com~ Her heart warmed, remembering that Song Qingshu had always been polite to herself, even after getting married, she did not do anything to go beyond the act, and then think of herself carrying it. He and Zhang Wuji made an agreement, and suddenly two red **** flew on his face.

"I've laid the floor." Song Qingshu gave her a strange look on the cheek.

"How can you do it? You hurt your bones and the ground is too cold, which will leave the root of the disease." Zhou Zhiruo's words warmed Song Qingshu. It seems that she is not completely unconscionable.

"What if you don't." Song Qingshu glanced at the only bed, and the meaning was obvious, "Should we squeeze it out?"

"How can this work?" Zhou Zhiruo's head immediately shook like a rattle. If you didn't make a future agreement with Zhang Wuji, maybe Zhou Zhiruo would agree to the couple's meeting. Anyway, they would put up their own quilts. His martial arts is far better than him, and he is not afraid of any bad thoughts.

Song Qingshu gave a wry smile: "Don't worry, I'll go to the store to get a few more mattresses and spread them on the floor."

Thinking that one day she would abandon him and become the wife of the person he hates most, Zhou Zhiruo was a little guilty at first, listening to him say this, she quickly got up: "Your injury is not healed, sit and rest, I'll take it ." After speaking, he hurried out.

The store saw that a fairy-like girl came to borrow the quilt, and was ecstatic. She gave her a few beds very enthusiastically. When she left, she looked at Zhou Zhiruo's back and asked: "Fairy, do you still need a quilt?"

Zhou Zhiruo was still a little happy until she returned to the room. Which woman didn’t like being praised by men for her beauty, and she was happy to help Song Qingshu tidy up the floor. It was inconvenient for the disciples to know that the two had no husband and wife, so everything was left to her. Do it yourself.

Finally finished the shop. Zhou Zhiruo raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Song Qingshu poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Zhiruo, you have worked hard, let's drink some water."