"How's it going, did it work?"

"It's done, there is a good show to watch tonight, Song Qingshu, the son of Uncle Song, humiliated Zhang Wuxia's son Zhang Wuji. Hmph, no matter what the ending is, Song Qingshu has an unfamiliar impression that he can't run away in front of all his uncles. ”

"Hehe, Song Qingshu is really brainless, he will be tricked by simply provoking him, how can such a person compare with Senior Brother Wang. Senior Brother Wang is so powerful, he made a plan and went down to Wudang Mountain overnight, directly avoiding the whirlpool tonight, this is the style of three generations of heirs. ”

There was a big drama singing in the house, and Song Qingshu thought he was a spectator, but in fact he was the protagonist of this monkey show.

Anyone who has read the book Heaven and Dragon Slayer knows that Wudang Mountain seems to be calm, but in fact, there are big waves hidden in it.

If Wudang Mountain is used as a platform, Zhang Wuji is the protagonist, Song Qingshu is the villain, who is victorious between them.

No one won, Zhang Wuji was forced out of Wudang by Song Qingshu, and Song Qingshu himself ended up dying.

Judging from the plot, Song Qingshu can't live by himself, but if you think about it carefully, is there really no push in this.

The decent protagonist is gone, the villain protagonist is dead, but Wudang Mountain is still there.

Who is the final winner, Zhang Wuji, no, the winner is someone else, and he is very afraid to think about it.

"If you dare to tease me, I will kill you!" In the room, Zhang Wuji finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke out in everyone's laughter.

He raised his fist with a strange scream, with infinite anger in his eyes, and threw himself towards Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu is in Wang Xu's hands, just like an adult beating a child, he has the final say on how to beat him.

Zhang Wuji was not Wang Xu, and as soon as he rushed a few steps forward, two disciples who followed Song Qingshu pressed him to the ground.

"Kill, kill, I'm going to kill, kill you!" Zhang Wuji was pressed to the ground, his eyes were like a wounded lone wolf, and everyone shuddered.

Song Qingshu was frightened by his madness for a while, and after reacting, he said angrily: "Who can't scare people, call me and give him a long memory!" ”

With Song Qingshu's order, the people around him fought each other one after another.

Zhang Wuji has a very special status in Wudang Mountain in the past few years, although he can't practice martial arts, but he is a sweet spot in the eyes of all uncles and uncles.

Punching and kicking this fragrant glutton, this is something they didn't dare to think of before, and now with Song Qingshu's order, how can they be polite to Zhang Wuji.

"Qingshu, nothing will happen, right?" Looking at Zhang Wuji, who was beaten, Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly.

Although she doesn't like Zhang Wuji, she also knows how favored Zhang Wuji is in Wudang Mountain, and she may not be able to explain it if she is too heavy.

"It's okay, I've put up with this guy for a long time, and I've always wanted to teach him a lesson, this time your uncles and ancestors are in retreat, and they won't come out at all for three months, and he can't find someone to complain."

Song Qingshu smiled cruelly, because Zhang Wuji is the son of Zhang Wuxia, he has no father since he was a child, and he is still a waste person who can't practice martial arts, so from childhood to adulthood, whatever delicious food is given to him first.

Even in his father Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Wuji was more favored than him, which made Song Qingshu always hold a grudge.

Now that he finally has a chance, if Song Qingshu doesn't teach him a lesson, he won't be a gentleman in Wudang Mountain, not to mention Zhang Wuji's idea of daring to fight Zhou Zhiruo, which makes Song Qingshu, who is also excited, endure it.

"I'm fighting with you!" After being beaten for a while, Zhang Wuji seized the opportunity to pick up the chair on the ground and slam it towards everyone.

Seeing that Zhang Wuji still dared to resist, Song Qingshu flew up and kicked him in the chest, kicking him out.

With huge strength, Zhang Wuji flew out six or seven meters, fell and rolled twice in the yard before stopping.

Without waiting for Zhang Wuji to get up from the ground, Song Qingshu also jumped outside, kicked out again, and kicked Zhang Wuji again.

"You unlucky ghost, kill your father and your mother, and you still rely on Wudang Mountain and don't leave. Shigong sends you internal forces every day to help you resolve the pain of cold and poison, and if these internal forces were delivered to me, I would have been a grandmaster-level master long ago. "The more Song Qingshu thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, a great grandmaster like Zhang Sanfeng uses his internal strength to help people recuperate every day, and the true qi consumed is to use empowerment to pile up a grandmaster.

If he enjoyed this kind of treatment, the Grandmaster would not be easy, and he would not be able to even work hard to cultivate.

It's just that this guy, who eats Wudang and drinks Wudang, doesn't know how to be grateful to Dade.

He is the son of Song Yuanqiao, the future head of the three generations, Zhang Wuji, the waste is the most right for him everywhere, whether he is in his eyes.

"Ahem..."Zhang Wuji spat blood from his mouth and struggled to get up from the ground.

Song Qingshu stepped down, stepped on his face and stomped him on the ground, and said loudly: "You are a waste, your mother is a demon girl, you don't know anything but pat on the back, why are you fighting with me!" ”

"Don't scold my mother!" Zhang Wuji was lying on the ground, holding Song Qingshu's leg tightly, trying to push his leg away.

It's a pity that Song Qingshu also has a first-class cultivation, and Zhang Wuji can push it away with one foot.

"Your mother is a demon witch, who knows if the fifth uncle is your father, maybe you are a wild seed born outside by your mother." Stepping on Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu only felt very relieved, and there was no door on his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.

The surrounding Wudang disciples were stunned and looked at Song Qingshu in disbelief.

You must know that the first precept of Wudang is to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, once a disciple violates it, he will abolish the martial arts and expel him from the mountain gate, and he will clean up the portal.

No matter how bad Zhang Wuji is, he is also Zhang Wuxia's son, you can beat him, but you can't insult Zhang Wuxia, this is to violate the door rules.

With the strict rules of Wudang Mountain, if this matter gets bigger, even if Song Qingshu is Song Yuanqiao's son, after all, Zhang Sanfeng is still alive now.

"Senior brother, be cautious!" The surrounding brothers and sisters, most of whom were supporters of Song Qingshu, hurriedly opened their mouths to remind.

After Song Qingshu finished saying the above words, he actually regretted it himself, and quickly changed his words: "Zhang Wuji, today you trespassed into Zhiruo's junior sister's boudoir, and it was light to teach you a lesson, are you convinced?" ”

"If you don't accept it, you will cooperate to frame me, and when the ancestor comes out, I will report to the ancestor!" Zhang Wuji at this time, how could he bow his head to Song Qingshu, anyway, he didn't believe that Song Qingshu dared to kill him, at most he would be beaten twice.

As soon as Song Qingshu heard this, he pressed his toes Zhang Wuji's face, and then asked, "Do you accept it?" ”

"Okay, the people watching the show are gone, and it's almost gone." A whisper sounded, and a figure fell from the sky and landed steadily beside Song Qingshu.

This person is Wang Xu, in fact, he came a long time ago, but before he appeared, he found two little mice.

From the conversation between these two people, Wang Xu heard that today's confrontation was actually just a layout for people with a heart, and what he wanted was for Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji to compete against each other.

Looking at it now, the effect is perfect, and even exceeds expectations.

I'm afraid it's Wang Yizhi himself, and he didn't expect Song Qingshu to have such a big backlog of anger towards Zhang Wuji, and even said that Zhang Wuxia was not Zhang Wuji's father.

Silly, big fool.

Wang Xu knew that Song Qingshu was not smart before, but he didn't expect that he would be even more stupid than he thought, and dare to criticize the elders openly.

Don't he know that he can eat indiscriminately, he can't talk indiscriminately, and those who talk indiscriminately will not live long.

Wang Xu didn't have to think about it to know that everything that happened today would be presented in its original form when Song Yuanqiao and his party left the customs three months later.

When the time comes, what will Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Sanfeng think, how can a person who can't even tolerate the orphan of his uncle and the waste person who can't practice martial arts, how can he lead Wudang Mountain to fight against Shaolin.

Wudang Mountain is in the hands of this kind of person, is Wudang still Wudang, and people in the Demon Sect can't do this kind of thing.

Even if Song Qingshu had Zhou Zhiruo to testify, under the guise of Zhang Wuji trespassing into Zhou Zhiruo's boudoir, he would lose his skin if he didn't die if he happened.

At that time, not to mention the position of the three generations of heads, whether Zhang Sanfeng and these people can mix an elder from Wudang Mountain after a hundred years, it is not necessarily, and a good hand of cards will be lost.

"Why are you here?" I was just taught a lesson at noon today, and when I saw Wang Xu appear, Song Qingshu was still a little weak-hearted.

Wang Xu shook his head slightly, and was about to say something, when laughter came from the roof: "Why don't you fight, the moonlight is so good today, how boring am you if you don't fight?" ”

Everyone looked up one after another, and saw a girl in red sitting on the roof, dragging her chin to look this way.