Two days later, Yan Bei returned to Wudang Temple with the people of Wudang.

According to the plot line in the original plot, at this moment, the people of the six major factions have been arrested by the Mongolian county lord, that is, Zhang Wuji's official heroine Zhao Min, and locked up in Wan'an Temple, intending to learn all the high-level martial arts of the six factions.

But now that everyone in Wudang has been lured by her, and Song Qingshu has also survived, it stands to reason that the torsion value should be changed.

But two days have passed, and the big guys have returned to Wudang Temple, and the twist value has not increased at all, and it is still zero.

Speaking of the tragedy of Song Qingshu, a young man, it has a lot to do with the word "love".

When he first saw him, he fell in love with Zhou Zhiruo, so in the battle of Guangmingding, he took the initiative to ask Ying, ready to shine in an attempt to attract the attention of the goddess.

But who would have thought that a male protagonist would be killed halfway, at the same age, the other party's appearance was even inferior to himself, but his martial arts far surpassed him, not to mention defeating him, and he also showed a strong personal charm when he later maintained the people of the Ming Sect, which completely attracted the attention of the goddess.

At this point, Song Qingshu didn't know what to do.

If modern high school students encounter this situation, they will basically find friends to think of a way together, but Song Qingshu has no friends, so naturally he has nowhere to vent his depression.

This also caused his thoughts to begin to become extreme, thinking that all this was because Zhang Wuji's aura was too big, so he blocked himself, so he came up with the idea of getting rid of Zhang Wuji and attracting the attention of the goddess again.

Zhang Wuji has already become the target of public criticism on the top of the light, and Song Qingshu, a young man who doesn't know how to hide his thoughts, was used by people with intentions, and finally caused countless tragedies.

First, the goddess begged but couldn't be sad, and then she was designed and used by the beggar Chen Youliang, who mistakenly mistook the Emei disciple for Zhou Zhiruo, and kissed someone.

happened to be bumped into by Mo Shenggu, who went to look for him, and was frightened, he accidentally injured Mo Shenggu, but he didn't expect Chen Youliang to mend the knife in the back, directly killed Mo Shenggu, and pushed his death on Song Qingshu's head.

Later, Chen Youliang also instigated him to poison the people in Wudang, of course, in the end, Song Qingshu did not do it, but he was caught by Zhang Sanfeng and expelled from Wudang.

So far, a generation of young talents has been ruined and hesitant to live.

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo was completely blackened because she was stimulated by Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min, and in order to anger Zhang Wuji, she took Song Qingshu to her side, used marrying him as a bargaining chip, taught him to learn the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and asked Song Qingshu to help her do all the bad things.

In the end, at the lion slaughtering conference, Song Qingshu fought on behalf of Emei, and his moves were vicious, and there were many battles, Song Yuanqiao saw that the evil species was so ferocious, and he came forward to challenge, and he was not Song Qingshu's opponent.

After all, father and son are connected, Song Qingshu can't bear to kill his father, Zhou Zhiruo is angry and kills, Song Qingshu saw it and blocked a palm for his father, Song Yuanqiao took the opportunity to counterattack Zhou Zhiruo, but hit his parents, Song Qingshu finally died of serious injuries.

Such a plot, even if Qi Ren appeared later, did not change much.

He only cared about Zhou Zhiruo, and didn't care about other people at all, turning a blind eye to Song Qingshu's tragedy, and finally kicked Song Qingshu's spare tire out of Emei in order to win the hearts of beauties.

However, Song Qingshu's feelings for Zhou Zhiruo have reached a point of paranoia, and even if she was not by Zhou Zhiruo's side, she still spontaneously did things for her, and finally died at the lion slaughtering conference, but she was not killed by her father by mistake, but for Zhou Zhiruo to commit suicide.

The reason is just to prove to Zhou Zhiruo that she is sincere to her.

Recalling the tragic plot about Song Qingshu, Yan Bei had the urge to beat up his own father.

How did Song Yuanqiao's father be?

Can't he see his son trapped by love?

From beginning to end, I didn't see him to unravel, or persuade his son, this father is too incompetent!

In the hall, Song Yuanqiao, who was arranging how to take care of Yin Liting, a lovelorn person, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, so cold that he subconsciously shivered.

But even so, the cool air behind him not only did not disappear, but became more and more presence, freezing so that the hairs on his back stood up.

After hurriedly explaining that Mo Shenggu was optimistic about Yin Li Pavilion and driving the junior disciples away, Song Yuanqiao immediately turned his head to look behind him, and met Yan Bei's sharp black eyes that were flashing with sparks.

I was chuckling in my heart.

"Something?" Song Yuanqiao frowned and asked, his confidence was inexplicably a little insufficient.

"Hmm." Yan Bei bowed his head, and as soon as he raised his hand, Song Yuanqiao subconsciously dropped his hand on the long sword at his waist, looking like he was waiting for battle.

He felt the murderous aura!

Yan Bei, who was halfway up his hand, looked at his vigilant movements speechlessly, let out a long breath, and then reorganized his words, pointed to the backyard and asked:

"Where do I live?"

Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao, who thought that Yan Bei was going to make a move, breathed a sigh of relief.

But this breath was just relaxed, and he suddenly remembered his identity as the two, and he couldn't spit out the remaining half of his breath.

Then, he choked......

"Ahem, ahem!" After coughing violently for two minutes, he raised his head with a red face, and when he saw Yan Bei's speechless expression, he only felt that his face of a dignified generation of heroes was gone!

"Ahem!" Coughing twice again to ease the embarrassment, Song Yuanqiao stubbornly asked, "There is still a guest room in my courtyard, I don't know if you mind?" ”

Yan Bei raised his eyebrows and said with a light smile: "Don't mind, I am not familiar with martial arts, and I am tired of Song Daxia showing the way." ”

Song Yuanqiao bowed, and then awkwardly arranged for his wife, who should have shared the same bed with him, to live in the guest room in his own courtyard.

That feeling can't be explained by "weird" alone, it can only be described as "weird".

This night, Song Yuanqiao did not sleep peacefully, and Yan Bei always appeared in his dreams.

For a while, it was the pitiful appearance of tears when her family was killed, and the moment it was the virtuous appearance when she first got married, and finally it all turned into a terrifying picture of her holding a mallet and chasing him all over the house.

While chasing him, he shouted: "How did Song Yuanqiao's father be?" See if the old lady doesn't kill you! ”

"Shoot you!"

A stick as thick as an adult's arm hit him head-on, Song Yuanqiao wanted to dodge but couldn't move at all, he could only watch the stick hit him!

"Teng!" All of a sudden, Song Yuanqiao, who was lying on the bed, bounced up, rolled on his side, "Bang! He rolled out of bed.

The warm morning sun came in through the window, and Song Yuanqiao, who was still dodging the attack of the wooden stick, looked at the fragrant bluegrass on the windowsill, and gradually realized that he had just had a nightmare.

While breathing a sigh of relief, I felt that this dream was too ridiculous.

Shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly for a moment, got up, and cleaned up the work and arrangements for the beginning of the day.

It's just that as soon as he opened the door, he saw the Rakshasa woman in his dream.

The air, at this moment, appeared to freeze for a short time.