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Chapter 1118 Song Qingshu's Big Marriage

Shu Cheng.

Song Qingshu blocked the sun that had shifted over his head with his hand, and squinted one eye, looking quite annoyed, but he couldn't do anything about the sun, so he had to move his body and shrink under the shade.

Although he was decadent, he was much more energetic than before. Suddenly, several Emei disciples walked up to him, looked at Song Qingshu, frowned and said, "Song Qingshu, our sect master ordered us to take you back. "

"But I don't really want to go, what should I do!" Song Qingshu said lazily.

"No matter what, I want you to go back and report to the head." Ding Minjun frowned.

"Song Qingshu, come with us, go to the Emei faction, it's best not to force us to use force!"

Song Qingshu was taken aback, and smiled miserably: "I'm already like this now, what are you going to do with the Emei Sect?"

"Song Qingshu, our new head has an order to take you to the Emei faction to meet him."

"Zhou Zhiruo?"

Ding Minjun nodded, "That's right, it's our master Zhou."

Song Qingshu shook his head, then nodded again, "Okay, let's go!"

As Song Qingshu said, he sat up slowly from the ground, then picked up the bamboo stick beside him, seeing his muddy face and sloppy body, Ding Minjun frowned unconsciously again, but Zhou Zhiruo had fate, and she had no choice but to obey.

Not long after Song Qingshu left Shucheng, Zeng Yunfeng received a message, "You mean Song Qingshu has left Shucheng for Mount Emei?"

"Yes, boss! Do you need to monitor all the way?" Zeng Yunfeng waved his hand with the letter, "Okay, I understand, I will activate the Emei dark line, so don't startle the snake! Go down!"

"As ordered!"

Zeng Yunfeng sighed again as he looked at his subordinates who had already left and his own letter.

"Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu, I've already given you the opportunity. Whether you can grasp it or not depends on yourself. I can only help you so much."

The set of kung fu that Zeng Yunfeng passed on to Song Qingshu before he locked the Dragon Well was nothing but evil swordsmanship, and it was also a crash version. The kung fu that Song Qingshu could master in just over a month was beyond Zeng Yunfeng's expectation. He is very talented in swordsmanship.

Compared with other martial arts, Zeng Yunfeng's improved evil swordsmanship is more confident. For Song Qingshu at this moment, Zeng Yunfeng wants to see what kind of prestige the evildoer swordsmanship can achieve in this era, and how Song Qingshu can develop him point!Zeng Yunfeng was very curious.

Mount Emei.

The moment Song Qingshu saw Zhou Zhiruo, his heart throbbed, but he suddenly wanted to turn his head away, not daring to face her.

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo was wearing purple clothes and was full of dominance, like a sword that had just been unsheathed, showing its sharpness. She was no longer the weak Zhou Zhiruo of the day.

Song Qingshu was a little dazed, is this still the Zhou Zhiruo he knew?Or the Junior Sister Zhou he once knew?
His footsteps unconsciously paused slightly backwards, for a while he didn't know how to accept Zhou Zhiruo in front of him.

Zhou Zhiruo frowned, she felt that something had changed, she looked at Song Qingshu, "Song Qingshu, I have no objection if you want to leave, but don't you want to see me?"

"Why do you want to leave now? Don't you really want to see me!"

Song Qingshu shook his head and smiled wryly, "Today's Song Qingshu is not what it used to be. What I promised you to do before, maybe I can't even do it!"

"In fact, I have no face to see you at all. You sent someone to look for me back to Emei, just to see how down and down I am. Now that you have seen it, I should go too." Song Qingshu was quite depressed. Zhou Zhiruo, with his unkempt hair and face, was completely unworthy of her, so he was about to turn around.

"I don't care what other people think of you. I just remember who blocked the sword for me in Wan'an Temple at that time. Others don't understand, don't you even know me? If you have forgotten me, then you can go." Zhou Zhiruo said tightly Staring at Song Qingshu's eyes, hoping to get his answer.

Song Qingshu paused slightly, turned his head slowly, looked at Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhiruo's words really spoke to his heart, "You really don't dislike me?"

"I know you had a deep affection for me that day, unless your heart has changed, if not, I am willing to marry you as my wife." Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Qingshu in front of her with a very gentle tone.

Song Qingshu looked at her in disbelief, "You are willing to be my wife! But you have a marriage contract with Zhang Wuji!"

"Don't mention this person again!" Zhou Zhiruo turned her head and didn't look at Song Qingshu again, but her face was gloomy.

Song Qingshu smiled helplessly, but his face was full of bitterness.

"It turns out that you want to marry me because you want to take revenge on Zhang Wuji. If you want to find a husband, you should also find someone who is on par with Zhang Wuji and better than me."

"That person, no, should be said to be better than Zhang Wuji!"

"You mean, I should marry a martial arts leader?"

"It doesn't matter, whoever marries me, Zhou Zhiruo, can become the leader of the martial arts." Zhou Zhiruo squinted her eyes, and her momentum suddenly exploded.

Song Qingshu shook his head in disbelief, was the Zhou Zhiruo in front of him the Zhou Zhiruo he knew?

"You don't believe it?" Zhou Zhiruo frowned again looking at Song Qingshu's eyes. Suddenly, Zhou Zhiruo moved, and at this moment her palm slapped the tree trunk hard. Song Qingshu saw the big tree tremble, and the leaves fell one after another. In the end, there was not a single leaf. The leaves are left.

"If you agree, you can become the leader of the martial arts." Zhou Zhiruo stared straight at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was also shocked by this scene.

"He originally thought that he was the only one who was reborn during this period of time, but he didn't expect Zhou Zhiruo to be reborn as well."

But he also knew very well that Zhou Zhiruo was actually using him, but in his heart he was willing to be used by her, which was very strange.

Before he left Shucheng, Ying Wugou talked to him once and told him that if he really wanted to be with Zhou Zhiruo, he had to be stronger than Zhou Zhiruo, otherwise he would be the one who could get her. And never get her heart.

However, the current Song Qingshu doesn't care anymore, because what he sees is his chance to get close to Zhou Zhiruo, even if he sacrifices everything he has, he doesn't care.

Three days later, Mount Emei.

"Young Master Song, the wedding invitation has been sent out, if you think of anyone, please let us know!" Xuan Jing said.

"It's fine for you to be the head of the sect!" Song Qingshu nodded with a smile.

"There is nothing else, we will go out." Xuan Jing said and left.

Song Qingshu looked at himself in the mirror and touched the hairpin on his head, he felt very satisfied.

At this time, a few private words came from outside gently.

"Just now I went down the mountain to prepare items for the wedding of the master, but suddenly heard a piece of news!"

"what's up?"

"You don't know, most of the big things happened. It turned out that the Mongolian princess Zhao Min had been executed for betraying the court and committing a capital crime."

"Is that really the case?"

"I heard people say that the head of the sect was married to Zhang Wuji that day, and Zhang Wuji went with her because of this demon girl surnamed Zhao."

"The head and Zhang Wuji still have a marriage contract. Now that Zhao Min is dead, maybe someone surnamed Zhang can come back to our head to regain their old love, but now the head is going to marry Mr. Song. If Zhang Wuji comes back to look for the head, Isn't it two men competing for one woman?"

"I don't know who the head will choose?"

"That's right, why don't we hide these things and don't let the head know. Anyway, Mr. Song has a deep affection for the head, and only he will be devoted to the head."

"This matter is related to the lifelong happiness of the Sect Leader. If we don't tell her, the Sect Leader will blame me for the rest of his life, and the fire cannot be covered with paper. The Sect Leader will know about such a big matter sooner or later. Let's tell her about it. "

Everyone nodded, and gradually walked away, and their voices gradually became inaudible.

But when Song Qingshu heard this, he felt a sour feeling in his heart.

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