The Emei faction raised its eyebrows today, before the world's heroes, the head of the family defeated three masters, and scared thousands of men with eyebrows who dared to come forward to challenge, which was really an unprecedented event since the opening of the faction.

But the Emei faction today killed the two elders of the beggar gang, defeated the two heroes of Wudang, and injured the leader of the Ming Sect, and offended a lot of people, not to mention that if Zhou Zhi won the title of the first in the world, I don't know how many heroes are angry and jealous. As soon as the female nun's whistle sounded, more than twenty people immediately rushed out of the surroundings, the sword light flashed, distributed everywhere, Zhang Wuji didn't pay attention to it, put his hands behind his back, and stood quietly.

The nun entered the hut to report, and after a while, she turned around and came out: "The head of our sect said: There is a difference between men and women, and it is inconvenient to see each other at night, so please go back to Sect Master Zhang." ”

Zhang Wuji said: "I am quite familiar with medical skills, and I am willing to heal Song Qingshu's injuries, and I have no other intentions." ”

The nun was stunned, and went in again to report, and after a long time, she came out: "The head of the house is invited." ”

Zhang Wuji patted his waist, showing that he did not carry a blade, and followed the nun into the hut. I saw Zhou Zhiruo sitting aside, supporting her with her hands, stunned, hearing him come in, she didn't look back, the nun poured a cup of tea and put it on the table, then retreated, and gently closed the door, and there was no one else in the hall. A white candle flickered on and off, illuminating Zhou Zhiruo's plain green clothes, and the scene was bleak.

Zhang Wuji's heart was sour, and he said in a low voice: "How is Brother Song's injury, wait for me to see if he goes." ”

Zhou Zhiruo still didn't look back, and said coldly: "His skull was shattered, his injuries were extremely serious, and most of him couldn't live, I don't know if he can survive tonight?"

Zhang Wuji: "You know that my medical skills are not bad, and I am willing to try my best to save them." ”

Zhou Zhiruo asked, "Why did you save him?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned: "I'm sorry for you, I'm very sorry in my heart, not to mention that today your subordinates showed mercy and spared my life." Brother Song was injured, and I should do my best. ”

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Your subordinates are merciful first, how can I not know? If you can save Brother Song, how can I repay you?"

Zhang Wuji: "One life for one life, please be merciful to the Golden Retriever Lion King's subordinates." ”

Zhou Zhiruo pointed to the inner hall and said lightly: "He is inside." ”

Zhang Wuji walked to the door, only to see that the room was dark and there was no light, so he picked up the candlestick and walked in. Zhou Zhiruo sat at the table with one hand, never moving. Zhang Wuji opened the green gauze tent, and under the candlelight, he saw Song Qingshu's eyes protruding, his facial features were distorted, his face was very terrifying, his breathing was weak, and he had long been ignorant, pressing his wrist, but he felt that his pulse was chaotic, fast and slow, and his skin was cold, if he didn't rescue him immediately, it was really difficult to survive the night, and then touched his skull, and found that his forehead and back of his skull were broken in four pieces.

He put down the tent, placed the candlestick on the table, sat on the bamboo chair, and meditated on the healing method. Song Qingshu was fatally injured, and to save his life, he was only 30% sure at most. He pondered the meal carefully, walked to the outer room and said, "Mrs. Song, whether you can save Brother Song's life, I can't say, can you let me try?"

Zhou Zhiruo: "If you can't save him, there is no second person in the world." ”

Zhang Wuji: "Even if he saves his life, it is difficult to restore his old appearance, and his brain has been broken, so I am afraid that he will ...... I'm afraid it's not easy to speak. ”

Zhou Zhiruo: "Are you an immortal, I know that you will do your best to save him, so that you can become a court horse with a clear conscience." ”

Zhang Wuji's heart was shocked, and it was inconvenient to defend this matter, so he went back to the room, uncovered the thin quilt on Song Qingshu's body, and straightened his broken skull one by one. Then he took out a gold box from his arms, picked a ball of black ointment with his little finger, rubbed it evenly with both hands, and gently applied it to the broken skull of Song Qingshu. This black ointment is the black jade intermittent ointment, which is the supreme holy medicine of the Shaolin sect in the Western Regions to heal wounds and bones.

After about a stick of incense, Zhang Wuji finished delivering the medicinal power, and saw that Song Qingshu's face had not changed much, and he was very happy, knowing that he was a few percent more sure of saving his life. Under the faint candlelight, seeing Zhou Zhiruo's pale face, he could faintly hear the sound of soft footsteps outside the house, and knew that it was the Emei faction disciples who were patrolling and guarding, so he said: "Brother Song's life may be saved, you can rest assured." ”

Zhou Zhiruo said: "You don't have the certainty of saving him, and I don't have the certainty of saving Xie Daxia." ”

Zhang Wuji thought to himself: "Tomorrow she is going to attack the King Kong Demon Circle, even if there are one or two masters in the Emei faction to help, it will be difficult to succeed nine times out of ten, maybe it will cost her her life." He said, "Do you know the situation in the place where the Golden Retriever Lion King is imprisoned?"

Zhou Zhiruo: "I don't know, what kind of powerful ambush did the Shaolin faction set up?"

Zhang Wuji then briefly explained how Xie Xun was imprisoned in the dungeon on the top of the mountain, how the three old monks of Shaolin held on, how he failed to attack twice, and Yin Tianzheng died because of this. Zhou Zhiruo listened silently and said: "In this way, since you can't break it, I'm even more useless." ”

Zhang Wuji's heart suddenly moved: "Zhiruo, if the two of us join forces, we can achieve great success, once we enter the demon circle, we can win by attacking inside and outside." ”

Zhou Zhiruo sneered: "We had a marriage contract in the past, but my husband is dying at the moment, and I didn't hurt your life today, others must say that I still have an old love for you." If I invite you to help again, everyone in the world will scold me for being shameless and watery. ”

Zhang Wuji hurriedly said: "We just need to have a clear conscience, what do others do?"

Zhou Zhiruo said: "What if I have a guilty conscience?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, couldn't answer, and only said, "You...... You're ......."

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Sect Leader Zhang, the two of us are lonely and widowed, and we live together late at night, which will inevitably cause criticism, please go back quickly!"

Zhang Wuji stood up and took a deep look: "Mrs. Song, you have always treated me very well, I hope you will give me another kindness, Zhang Wuji will not forget your kindness in his lifetime." ”

Zhou Zhiruo was silent, neither agreeing nor refusing. She never looked back, Zhang Wuji couldn't see her face, and when she was about to ask for it in a low voice, Zhou Zhiruo shouted loudly: "Senior Sister Jinghui, send off!"

With a bang, the door opened, and Jing Hui stood outside the door, holding a long sword in her hand, glaring at him with an angry face. Zhang Wuji thought that the life and death of the Golden Retriever Lion King was tied to this move, and his face was humiliated, how could he say it, so he suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhou Zhiruo four times: "Mrs. Song, I hope you have mercy." ”

Zhou Zhiruo was still motionless like a stone statue, and Jing Hui shouted: "Zhang Wuji, the head of the sect asked you to go out, what are you still entangled in? She also said that Zhang Wuji took Song Qingshu to die, and came to beg Zhou Zhiruo to re-marry, Zhang Wuji sighed and went out.

Before he returned to the thatched hut of the Ming Sect, Zhao Min greeted him and said, "Song Qingshu's injury has been saved, isn't it? ”

Zhang Wuji: "Hey, you really expect things to be like a god, whether his injuries can be saved, I can't say at this moment." ”

Zhao Min sighed: "You want to save Song Qingshu's life in exchange for Xie Daxia, Brother Wuji, you are getting worse and worse, and you don't understand other people's hearts at all." ”

Zhang Wuji asked, "Why? I don't understand this." ”

Zhao Min said: "You tried your best to save Song Qingshu, that means that you don't care about Sister Zhou's affection for you at all, do you want her to be annoyed or not?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned and speechless, if Zhou Zhiruo was willing to let her husband die of his injuries, it would be impossible, but she did say: "I know that you will do your best to save him, so that you can go to the court with a clear conscience." There was a lot of resentment in these two sentences, not to mention that she said, "What if I have a guilty conscience?"

Zhao Min said: "You saved Song Qingshu's life, and now you regret it, don't you?" Without waiting for Zhang Wuji to answer, he smiled slightly and entered the room.

Zhang Wuji sat on the stone, staring at the cold moon, stunned, thinking back to all the scenes since he and Zhou Zhiruo met, especially when they met just now, her words and demeanor were low and melancholy, and it was really difficult to help herself. In the early morning of the sixth day of the fifth month, the bell of Shaolin Temple rang out, and the heroes gathered in the square again.

The old monk of the Dharma Academy did not ask for instructions from Kongzhi this time, so he stood up and said loudly: "All the heroes are invited, yesterday's martial arts competition, Mrs. Song, the head of the Emei faction, was the best, so she asked Mrs. Song to break through the mountain and extract the golden lion king Xie Xun, and the old monk led the way." "Just do it.

Emei sent eight female nun disciples to follow him, followed by Zhou Zhiruo and Emei group disciples, and all the heroes were behind, and they all walked towards the back mountain. Zhang Wuji saw that Zhou Zhiruo's clothes were the same as yesterday, and he did not wear mourning clothes, knowing that Song Qingshu was not dead, he thought: "Since he can survive last night, he may be able to save his life." ”

When everyone went up the mountain, they saw the three monks still sitting cross-legged under the pine trees. The old monk of the Nadharma Monastery said: "The Golden Lion King is imprisoned in the dungeon between the three pine trees, and the three elders of our sect are guarding the dungeon. Mrs. Song's martial arts are unparalleled in the world, as long as she defeats the three elders of our faction, she can break the prison and take people, and we will all admire Mrs. Song's skills again. ”

Yang Xiao saw Zhang Wuji's uncertain face, and whispered in his ear: "Sect Leader is relieved, Wei Bat King, I can't say it, I have already led the Five Elements Banner people to lie under the mountain peak. If the Emei faction refuses to hand over the Lion King Xie, we have no choice but to rob it. ”

Zhang Wuji frowned: "This is a violation of the rules of the conference, and it is untrustworthy." ”

Yang Xiao said: "I'm just afraid that Mrs. Song will put the sword on the neck of King Xie Shi, and when we do it, we will throw a mouse bogey, Xinyi or something, and I can't care so much." ”

Zhao Min whispered: "King Xie has a lot of enemies, and we have to guard against someone in the crowd who sends a secret weapon to sneak attack." ”

Yang Xiao: "Fan You, Tieguan Dao Chang, Brother Zhou, and Master Peng have occupied four corners to prevent sneak attacks. ”

Zhao Min whispered: "It's best for someone to launch a secret weapon to sneak attack, we can take the opportunity to snatch the Lion King, and the heroes of the world can't blame us for losing our faith." But if it's calm...... This is ...... Well, Yang Zuo, you might as well secretly send someone to pretend to attack King Xie Lion, and in the midst of the chaos, we will fish and rob people in troubled waters. ”

Yang Xiao smiled: "This plan is wonderful. "Send in right now.