Song Qingshu got dressed, just got out of bed, felt that his steps were vain, and thought to himself that it was really terrible, and the red face and troubled water really deserved its reputation.

Looking back at Zhou Zhiruo lying there weakly, Song Qingshu squatted down and brushed his fingers on her face, "Lady, I love you so much, how could I be willing to kill you, don't worry, your internal strength will almost recover after dawn."

No matter how big the anger was, it was tossed six times, and it was almost extinguished, Zhou Zhiruo glanced at him with a complicated expression, and said coldly: "You will regret it."

"Even if I die at your hands in the end, I will never regret it." Song Qingshu kissed her lips, picked up her luggage and walked out, seemed to remember something when she went out, turned around and said: "Don't blame me for reminding you, now except for you and me, no one else knows what happened tonight, you won't be so stupid to tell Zhang Wuji the truth, right?" After saying that, he laughed and drifted away.

Time passed slowly, the sky began to whiten, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes opened, and she sat up from the bed all of a sudden, the numbness and pain from below made her almost lie down again, looking at the fair-skinned delicate body full of traces of happiness, Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the bed board casually, gritted her teeth and said: "Song Qingshu, I will definitely let you die a good death."

"Yawn!" Song Qingshu, who was dozens of miles away, sneezed, looked up at the sky, and said with a wry smile: "That woman is probably already awake, is my behavior too wolf-hearted?"

After Song Qingshu learned that she was still a virgin, the reason why she continued to humiliate her like that was actually completely to arouse Zhou Zhiruo's hatred for herself, lest she commit suicide in despair and despair.

Although she knew that if Zhou Zhiru caught herself, she would definitely be dead, if she really had something with Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu might really be ruthless to get rid of her to prevent future troubles, and now she knows that she is her first man, where can she do it.

Besides, even if he is a ruthless person, he is not a stupid person, he clearly considered that killing Zhou Zhi would do more harm than good before letting her go.

If Zhou Zhiruo is alone today, she will quietly chase and kill herself, and she will not dare to speak out; On the contrary, if you kill Zhou Zhiruo and you disappear again, then you will become the biggest suspect, and people all over the world will think that you killed your wife, not to mention the endless pursuit of Zhang Wuji and the Emei faction, everyone in the world will spit on you, and then your reputation will be completely stinky.

Don't underestimate the word reputation, in the ancient world, with a bad reputation on his back, I'm afraid I won't be able to turn over for the rest of my life, you don't see that Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, no matter what he does, a large number of people jump out to pull his hind legs, this is the inevitable result of his notoriety.

Song Qingshu estimated that Zhou Zhiruo was already on the way to hunt him down, and he had mentioned the four great divine doctors in the world, and Zhou Zhiruo should have been able to guess that he was going to them to treat the meridians.

Hu Qingniu is dead, the remaining three major divine doctors, Kaifeng's Ping Yizhi is the closest here, followed by Xue Divine Doctor in Songzhou City, the whereabouts of the poisonous hand medicine king are the most mysterious, ordinary people don't know where to find him, but this is not difficult Song Qingshu, as a modern person, familiar with the plot of Jin Yong's novel, he knows very well that Yaowangzhuang is in the White Horse Temple in the Dongting Lake Basin, Wuchang-Yueyang area, and the specific location is to find it after he has passed.

If Zhou Zhi is not unexpected, he will definitely go to Kaifeng and Songzhou first, and then he will look for the ethereal Yaowangzhuang, he should still be safe in a short time, Song Qingshu was determined in his heart, and strode towards the direction of Dongting Lake.

After half a month of traveling, Song Qingshu finally came to the vicinity of the Dongting Lake basin and inquired about the location of the White Horse Temple in many cities.

Hungry and thirsty all the way, Song Qingshu found a restaurant in the town, ordered wine and food, and thought about his future while drinking stuffy wine.

It's no wonder that he is depressed, not to mention whether the Poison Hand Medicine King can cure his meridians, and now he can't even find the White Horse Temple, plus the ghost knows where the plot of "Snow Mountain Flying Fox" has developed, if the Poison Hand Medicine King Master Wuzhi is dead, he really wants to cry without tears.

There is no ecstasy like the general crossing crowd, Song Qingshu traveled to this troubled world, just glad that he picked up a life, but he has no feelings for this world, the world is big, he is like a passerby, unaccompanied - he has never regarded Song Yuanqiao as his father, not to mention that the Wudang faction has long since severed the relationship with Song Qingshu because of the matter of Mo Shenggu, and his own meridians are also due to the Wudang faction. But she's hunting herself all over the world right now.

With a wry smile, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that life was full of gloom and lifeless.

"Get up and give up your seat to Uncle Ben." With a bang, one foot stepped on the bench next to Song Qingshu, and a knife was also clubbed on the table.

In the martial arts world, the restaurant is really an eventful place.Song Qingshu thought depressedly, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to him, looking at the other empty tables, Song Qingshu stared strangely at the few men around him: "Isn't there a vacant place next to it?"

"I just want to sit in your place." The man who was obviously the leader said, "You have a good scenery here, hurry up and get out of the way of Lao Tzu, and save yourself from being beaten."

Several other men laughed at each other: "Our boss hates this kind of oily and powdery boy the most, and today is his bad luck."

"This kid, who looks like a rabbit, must be rolling around with eggs."

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Song Qingshu smiled, he was so down-and-out, he was bullied by a first-class figure like Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo, and now even some ruffians and hooligans. [,!] all come to pee on their heads.

From the experience of his previous life, he has at least four or five ways to avoid conflict in this situation, and it is not too cowardly, but since he crossed over, he has always had a depression in his heart, and after discovering that this is the world composed of Jin Yong's novels, he has a hazy sense of unreality, in his opinion, the characters in this world are just some low-level creatures.

As soon as I woke up, I found that the meridians were broken, and then the nominal wife had a concubine with other men, and when she touched her body, she had to chase and kill herself all over the world.

Song Qingshuyun smiled lightly, no longer paying attention to the ruffians around him, and took a slow sip of the wine glass.

"Yo he!" the ruffian leader laughed, and slapped his wine glass to the ground.

"Damn!" the ruffian next to him found that he was being ignored, his face twitched, and he picked up the whistle stick with the thick arm of the child next to him and hit him on the back with a stick.

"Poof!" Song Qingshu was beaten to a stagger, and the sip of wine he had just drunk also spurted out, and there was still a trace of blood.

Of course, he is not a fool, if he is still north of the Yangtze River, he would not dare to be so reckless.