Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1991: Another great master

? The woman in the yellow shirt didn't dare to be careless anymore, she was on guard at the moment, guarding her door with a wonderful body.

The soft whip in Zhou Zhiruo's hand was like a silk, as if she was not weighing half of the weight, her body flickered, advancing and retreating, wandering around the woman in the yellow shirt.

Song Qingshu on the side nodded secretly. Zhou Zhiruo's body whipping method, like the wind blowing catkins, and water sending duckweed, is really inhumane. For a moment, she is like being in a dream. I didn't expect to see her for a while, her martial arts has already Diligent to this point.

Actually, this is not surprising. Zhou Zhiruo was originally the most outstanding disciple of the Emei school. It’s just that the martial arts of the Emei school has always been step-by-step, so although she is young, she has excellent martial arts among the younger generation. , But it is difficult to compete in the whole arena. However, the Nine Yin Scriptures are equivalent to opening a plug-in for her, and with her ingenuity, after getting the Nine Yin Scriptures, she will be like a tiger.

Of course, she went astray before the lion slaughter meeting and only wanted a quick success, so her tricks and tricks were okay to deal with ordinary masters, but she was not able to deal with real top masters. Later, he realized that he carefully practiced the Jiuyin Scriptures from the basics, and now martial arts has made a qualitative leap.

The last time I saw her, she had already practiced the Jiuyin Scriptures so well. After seeing her this time, she found that she seemed to faintly integrate the martial arts of the Jiuyin Scriptures with the martial arts of the Emei School. Entering a new realm, it is no wonder that the woman in the yellow shirt suffered a small loss under her carelessness.

However, the girl in the yellow shirt is a closed disciple of Huang Chang. With his personal guidance, her proficiency in the Jiuyin Scriptures will only be higher than that of Zhou Zhiruo. I saw that her whole person is erratic and dynamic, and her changes are endless. Jing's martial arts tends to be tricky, but when she is used to it, she descends like a fairy, and her gestures are full of immortality.

She flickered, unknowingly she was getting closer and closer to Zhou Zhiruo. Suddenly she took the long whip from the opponent's hand when she flipped her wrist. She also took the long whip from the opponent's hand in the last lion slaughter conference, and then The elbow hit the key acupuncture point in her chest, and then used the nine-yin white bone claw to stop the opponent.

The same effect this time, but she couldn't be happy because it was too easy to take the long whip, as easy as the other party asked her to take it deliberately. From the previous fight, she had already judged that Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts was definitely not under her, and there was no reason why she could easily seize it.

However, although she was shocked, she was not chaotic. Fighting at such a close distance just happened to be able to maximize the power of Jiuyin White Bone Claws. Although the opponent could also martial arts, she didn't think her attainments would be comparable. Live yourself.

The palm was changed to grasping, and the white bone claws of Jiuyin instantly grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's whole body.

It's just that a snow-white light suddenly burst in front of her eyes, and she felt a sense of sharpness that was hard to handle. The woman in the yellow shirt was shocked in her heart and hurriedly retreated.

"Acceptance." Zhou Zhiruo said lightly with the sword sheathed.

The woman in the yellow shirt hangs her hands next to her, and a drop of blood falls on her slender, crystal-clear fingers, but she doesn't care, her eyes are fixed on the sword in her hand: "Heavenly Sword?"

"Not bad." Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help showing a trace of joy on her cold and frosty face after defeating her all-time opponent.

The woman in the yellow shirt is a little uncomfortable: "With the weapon of the gods, I am a little bit invincible." If she knew from the beginning that the other party would use the Heavenly Sword, how could she lose so easily? This time all her energy was to guard against the opponent's white python whip technique and nine-yin white bone claws. How could she expect that the other party was only using this as a guise, but actually hiding the ultimate move of Yitian sword?

Zhou Zhiruo sneered and said: "I just gave you the opportunity to take a weapon. You asked me to fight with me empty-handed. Who is to blame?"

The woman in the yellow shirt is bitter in her heart. In fact, with her martial arts, it doesn’t matter whether she takes weapons or not. Although her ten fingers are not as strong as steel, they are not much worse, nor can they match enemy weapons. Suffering, but these weapons do not include peerless magical weapons such as Yitianjian Tulongdao.

Song Qingshu took a step forward at this time and said: "Miss Yang, Zhiruo has kept her hand just now, so I think you know it too."

The woman in the yellow shirt bit her lip, but didn't refute it. If Zhou Zhiruo hadn't kept her hand, she could use the sharpness of the Yitian Sword to cut off one of her fingers at that moment.

Song Qingshu continued: "On the battlefield, life and death are struggling, and strategy is also a kind of strength. If Miss Yang struggles with this strategy, she may suffer a big loss in the future."

The girl in the yellow shirt was shocked. She was indeed a little uncomfortable. In fact, even if Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts was advancing by leaps and bounds, even if she had the Heavenly Sword, she was still confident that she would not lose to the other party, and now she just heard Song Qingshu's words: "Thank you Brother Song pointed."

Then bowed to Zhou Zhiruo: "Head of Zhou, I lost this time, but see you next time, it won't be so easy for you to win me."

Zhou Zhiruo said lightly: "I'll talk about the next thing next time."

The woman in the yellow shirt knew that she didn't like herself because of the lion slaughter meeting, but she didn't care about it. She turned to Song Qingshu and said, "Big Brother Song, since I lost the bet this time, I'll take the first step. I also hope that Brother Song will remember the promise he made, and set off for Wudang as soon as possible in two days." After speaking, he floated away.

Looking at her back, Song Qingshu wondered if she just left? Don't you go back and be alone with Yang Miaozhen? Worse, if she sees Yang Miaozhen lying on the bed now, no matter how pure she is, she knows what happened.

Huh? What if I know it, why am I so guilty?

"Everyone is gone, they are still watching," Zhou Zhiruo didn't know when he came to him, with a joking expression, "If you don't bear it, you can catch up."

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "Zhiruo laughed, I'm just a little worried about her safety during her trip."

"She is so high in martial arts, what is there to worry about," Zhou Zhiruo curled her lips, "and a bite of'Big Brother Song'~, she shouted so affectionately in front of me, she just wanted to **** me off." Learning the tone of the girl in the yellow shirt just now, she imitated it vividly.

Song Qingshu was speechless, and at the same time she was a little strange. The girl in the yellow shirt did change her name just now. Is it really what Zhiruo said? Hey, women are so scary, they always set up sets...

"By the way, what did you promise her?" Zhou Zhiruo asked suspiciously when she thought of the woman in the yellow shirt when she was leaving.

"Not promised her, but promised her master..." They walked back and told her about the trip to Wudang.

"No wonder I think it is weird that Zhao Gou suddenly went to Wudang Mountain to worship the sky. It turned out to be so." The two returned to the account, Zhou Zhiruo naturally undressed Song Qingshu and hung his coat aside, "Right. , Will your trip be dangerous, or I will accompany you."

"No, you still need to sit here in Yangzhou City. Secondly, there will be great masters on Wudang Mountain. You won't be able to help if you go. It's still dangerous." Song Qingshu answered as he replied. Secretly sighed, when there were no outsiders, Zhou Zhiruo's behavior became more and more like a wife at home.

"Grandmaster..." Zhou Zhiruo poured a cup of tea for him and sat down at the table with a fascinating expression, "How many masters are there in this world?"

"It shouldn't be too much," Song Qingshu replied, "For example, Huang Chang and the drunk monk are all legendary old monsters. The dragons see their heads and ends all day long, and they don’t know where they are hiding, let alone. Knowing whether they are alive or dead, it is really difficult to count their numbers."

"Old monster?" Zhou Zhiruo glanced at her husband weirdly, and couldn't help pursing her lips, "Then are you old monster?"

"I'm not the same," Song Qingshu brows, "I am the protagonist."

"Bah, you are an old pervert." Zhou Zhiruo took a sip.

Looking at his wife’s beautiful and vulgar face in the candlelight, it was a little more charming than usual, Song Qing couldn’t help holding her soft and soft palms: "Zhiruo, you are so beautiful."

Yang Miaozhen's enthusiasm is as bright as a flame, but Zhou Zhiruo's style like the beginning of the ice and snow is equally charming.

Zhou Zhiruo's face flushed, and her delicate body nestled in his arms: "Qing Shu, Wudang and his party are so dangerous, I'm really worried about you, or you can bring Yitian sword with you."

Song Qingshu shook his head: "For my current martial arts, there is no difference between having a sword and not having a sword. It is better to stay with you to ensure your safety."

Zhou Zhiruo thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "Since my martial arts can't help you this time, then you call Sister Dongfang to go with you, and you two will be together, so I can rest assured." Counting the sisters around, she herself has martial arts. As the top classmates, Ah Jiu and her are just first-in-class, and most of them couldn’t intervene in the Wudang battle. However, at the beginning of the Forbidden City, she joined forces with Dongfang Muxue to assassinate Kangxi. She was very impressed by the opponent's martial arts, especially know In addition to her former identity, she is extremely convinced of her strength.

"It's really a couple. I just thought of going together." Song Qingshu smiled slightly. This time he told the woman in the yellow shirt that he would spend a few more days with his wife. Of course, he wouldn't be the one who lingered about the tender country and ignored major events. I came to postpone the time and let Zhao Go and Jia Sidao consume more, so that he could take advantage of the fisherman's benefits; secondly, ~IndoMTL.com~ is to support her and find a helper. After all, Dongfang Muxue's identity, Still can't be known by the yellow jersey girl.

Zhou Zhiruo blinked her eyes and asked curiously: "Is Sister Dongfang really reached the realm of great master?"

Song Qingshu looked at the north direction, revealing a hint of memory: "She didn't reach it before, but with me...cough cough, now it should have been reached." At the beginning Dongfang Muxue was seriously injured, and finally relied on him to use Tantric Double Cultivation. The rule of law has not only restored the peak strength, but also absorbed half of his internal strength, and has already reached a higher level.

"That's good," Zhou Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief. There are two great masters taking care of each other. Even if Wudang Mountain is Longtan Tiger's Den, there is no need to worry about their safety, "When are you going to leave?" /

"It's early tomorrow morning, time is a bit tight." Of course, Song Qingshu can't hang around Zhou Zhiruo for a few days like he said to the girl in the yellow shirt.

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Then let's rest early."

Song Qingshu has a tight scalp. He has only fought against Yang Miaozhen in many battles before. He is not a god, so how can he recover so quickly?