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Chapter 1124 The Man's Persistence

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, you are a foodie." The spider next to him gave him a stare.

Just at the wedding banquet on Mount Emei, Du Juntai brought a group of disciples from the Blood Refining Hall to humiliate Zhuer.

Because in order to make up for the embarrassment and unhappiness of not having a banquet at the last wedding banquet, Du Juntai and his brothers from the Blood Refining Hall threw off their cheeks and chomped at the wedding banquet in Emei, like wind and clouds Generally speaking, the heads of various factions are stunned.

Even Zeng Yunfeng's face was a little twitched, especially the spider's face was even more ugly. Du Juntai said while eating, his mouth was dripping with oil, "Why didn't you eat or not eat at the wedding banquet last time, you have to eat it all this time!"

Zhu'er couldn't figure out why Ying Wugou, a gentle and refined person, would accept this group of disciples, one by one, they were like ramming goods, and they couldn't walk when they saw something to eat.

Zeng Yunfeng snorted coldly and said: "I'm too full to eat, so much nonsense, after I go back, break through the ninth layer of Suolongjing. If you can't penetrate the ninth layer, be careful with your skin."

Zeng Yunfeng snorted coldly, and Du Juntai who was next to him suddenly shuddered. It was so easy to break through the ninth floor with the Dragon Well lock of the Blood Refining Hall.

So far, he is still trapped on the seventh floor, unable to advance an inch, and penetrate the ninth floor, are you kidding me?
There are many secret passages on Suolongjing, compared to the so-called Wooden Man Alley in Shaolin Temple, it is many times more difficult.

Shaolin Temple, Shaolin 18 Bronze Figure Array, Wooden Figure Alley, those are all pediatrics.

Now just mention Suolongjing thirteen layers of purgatory.Du Juntai felt himself trembling all over.

He knew that Song Qingshu broke through the ninth floor, but he was also bruised and bruised, that is, his flesh and blood were already inhuman.

If it weren't for the clever tactics of the old guys in Baicaotang, Song Qingshu doesn't know where he is now, so how could he be able to take care of him in just over a month.

In Du Juntai's view, Song Qingshu's so-called rebirth is really a real rebirth.

As long as he thought of the rare and exotic beasts he faced when he broke through the level on the seventh floor, his scalp would feel numb.

He couldn't figure out where Ying Wugou got these things, not only the secret passages of the mechanism, but also Qimen Dunjia.

Du Juntai knew even more that since a man named Mr. Qingniu came to Baicao Hall, among the thirteen levels of purgatory, those involving poison have been turned over and become more powerful.

Because this Mr. Qingniu is accompanied by a woman, who is very ruthless, and will be tricked at any time in these seven levels, and he has no defense at all.

In fact, this is also Zeng Yunfeng's helplessness. Although there are many disciples of the Beggar Clan, he can't identify them one by one.

So he also set up thirteen checkpoints in Suolongjing, which were jokingly called the thirteen levels of purgatory by the disciples of the beggar gang. These thirteen levels of purgatory were used to screen talents separately.

This kind of purely mechanical and regular screening has solved a lot of troubles for Zeng Yunfeng. In many cases, local helmsmen in various places do not need to personally select talents, or even carefully train them. After passing thirteen checkpoints, many people with firm will and perseverance can be screened out. , even guys with outstanding talents.

After all, man shows his ingenuity and his genius only when he is most urgent.

The reason why Zeng Yunfeng built these thirteen checkpoints is probably because he learned from Shaolin Temple.

Thinking of this, Du Juntai touched the ribbon on his belt again. He felt that it was not easy for him to break through the seventh level.

But when he thought about the girdle tied around Song Qingshu's wrist, he felt that he was still a little short. He felt that the shortcoming was not in other aspects, but in talent.

Sometimes, only when you really compare him can you really envy those geniuses more.

Why are these people so talented, and they worked hard for so long to break through to the seventh floor, while Song Qing Shushu can break through to the ninth floor.

So it is said that people are dead compared to others, and goods are thrown away when compared with goods.

As a disciple of the Blood Refining Hall, Du Juntai, he didn't realize when Song Qingshu became so powerful.

Song Shaoxia, who was originally unknown, is only a fourth-generation disciple in Jianghu. Although he is outstanding, he is not very powerful.

Unexpectedly, after being tossed around for more than a month, he actually ran to his own head. How can there be any reason for this?

"Helmsman, where are we going next?"

"First go out of the Jiange to Hanzhong, and then check the local sub-rudder, and then turn eastward to Shaolin. In addition, tell the rebels from all over the place with me that I will see them at the Shaolin Lion Slaying Conference, and let them take it. The land of Hanzhong in Yingchuan, Nanyang, opened the passage to the Central Plains.

"Yes!" Du Juntai immediately said seriously.

Du Juntai is too aware of himself as the boss, it's okay to joke around in normal times, but when it comes to serious moments, if you really joke with him, he will really hit you with a big board.

Nowadays, the matter of the rebel army is the top priority.

Zeng Yunfeng raised his head and looked at the setting sun that was gradually setting in the distance, "This world is full of wind and clouds, so it's only a matter of shivering."

Song Qingshu of Mount Emei came to the bridal chamber drunk, looking at the red candles and red hijab in front of him, it was all as he wanted.

He gently lifted the red hijab with a scale, and seeing Zhou Zhiruo's face like a delicate flower, he was inexplicably satisfied, and he took a deep breath.

The matter has just succeeded in the first step. He hasn't won yet, at least not yet. He wants to win this woman's heart completely.

"Miss, you and I are husband and wife today, we should drink a glass of Hebei wine."

Song Qingshu brought the Hexiu wine. The glass of the Heyi wine was two gourds separated into two halves, connected by a red line in the middle. When the wine arrived in front of Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhiruo reached out to take half of the gourd. The two slowly lowered their heads and drank the wine in the glass , the eyes of the two of them came together unconsciously.

But after drinking the wine in the glass again, he saw Zhou Zhiruo slightly closed her eyes with a sad expression on her face.

Song Qingshu sighed, he still didn't win, he smiled and stood up slowly.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't understand what Song Qingshu was going to do, he saw Song Qingshu standing up slowly, his figure was so tall.

Song Qingshu stared closely at Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, gently raised his hand to lift Zhou Zhiruo's chin, and kissed her lightly on her lips, but it stopped immediately, "You and I already have skin feelings. You are my woman!"

This sentence shocked Zhou Zhiruo's heart, Song Qingshu sighed again, and said, "But I don't like women who force me." Saying this, Song Qingshu slowly pulled away, picked up the quilt on the bed, hugged another pillow and said, "I'm going to sleep in the study opposite. When you really figure it out, and we are really together again, what I want is a complete you!" He walked out of the room and closed the door.

To be honest, Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect Song Qingshu to be such a person at all. She was already prepared to be raped tonight, but Song Qingshu didn't do what she expected, which was beyond her expectation.

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