Chapter 445: A Night Visitor

I don't know why, when Song Qingshu saw the woman in white and came fluttering, even if he hadn't seen Yurong yet, he only looked at the watery eyes, like stars, and his heart had begun to beat uncontrollably, 'poof' and 'poof'.

"Anyway, what is the situation with yourself? Although he is still a child, he is not so unproductive, right? ”

Having said that, when Song Qingshu's eyes looked at the woman in white, he was still full of affection and affection.

"Emei Zhou Zhiruo, I've seen Senior Brother Song!"

On the way to Zhou Zhiruo, there were already Wudang disciples who informed him that the elders of Wudang had gone to retreat, and the current acting head was replaced by the son of the head Song Yuanqiao.

doesn't have to face Zhang Sanfeng, the great grandmaster who can subdue his master with one move, nor does he need to face the pedantic and outdated Wudang Five Heroes, Zhou Zhiruo is already happy in her heart.

As soon as she entered the main hall, she saw Song Qingshu, the head of that generation, looking like a pig brother, as if she had never seen a woman, and she was more confident in her heart and successfully completed this task.

"Senior Sister Zhou is very polite," Song Qingshu silently lucked and suppressed the turbulent true qi in his body, only then he held a Heavenly Sword and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Zhou, this is your faction's Heavenly Sword, please take it!" ”

Zhou Zhiruo gently took off the curtain, and her delicate face was as white as jade, which made the heartbeat of the man in front of her stop for a beat: "Thank you, senior brother!" ”

"Senior Sister Zhou is polite," Song Qingshu smelled the fragrance coming from his nose, it was really a warm nephrite fragrance, which made it difficult for people to hold themselves.

Fortunately, Song Qingshu is already in the realm of a grandmaster, even if he is out of shape, it is also a momentary kung fu, he came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Senior Sister Zhou, the master has a word, if a disciple of Emei comes to get a sword, you can choose one of my Wudang's swordsmanship." Senior Sister Zhou is coming from afar, why don't you rest for one night first, and then come to the martial arts training ground to choose during the morning class tomorrow, do you think it's okay? ”

Zhou Zhiruo smiled coquettishly and said, "According to Senior Brother Song's orders!" ”

Song Qingshu nodded slightly, turned his head to the henchmen beside him, and commanded in a deep voice: "Tongming, you take the senior sisters of Emei to the guest room to rest, and prepare the dishes together." In addition, you bring someone to guard around the guest room, so as not to let the rest of the disciples disturb the retreat of the junior sister. ”

Song Qingshu was gentle and kind to Zhou Zhiruo, but he was extremely majestic to this Wudang disciple, revealing his demeanor as the head of the family and a strong grandmaster of a generation.

Zhang Tongming, as Song Qingshu's confidant, naturally knows how to give face to his senior brother.

With an arch of his hand, he bent over ninety degrees, and responded: "Obey the instructions of the head of the house!" ”

Sure enough, when Zhou Zhiruo saw Song Qingshu's strong majesty, she couldn't help but be shocked, she originally thought that she was a prodigal, but she didn't expect her cultivation to be so high and her momentum to be so strong.

After thinking about it, he smiled secretly: "No matter how good the martial arts are, it's not that you have to kneel down and lick Aunt Ben's grandmother, looking at him like a pig brother, I'm afraid that he is willing to drink his own foot washing water......

Zhang Tongming was clever and took Zhou Zhiruo and eight Emei disciples to a courtyard.

This courtyard is a separate courtyard, and it has long been cleaned properly, and even the bed quilt is new, which shows that Wudang is up and down, and he also attaches great importance to Emei's coming to get the sword this time.

Zhou Zhiruo thought of the hall again, the pig brother was in charge, but she had a little more disdain for this Wudang in her heart.

Zhang Tongming arranged the Emei disciples, turned back to the main hall, and Song Qingshu was facing several third-generation disciples who had entered the room.

"Seven years ago, the five major factions came to persecute the fifth uncle, and the master took the place of the Emei faction to take charge of the Yitian Sword. This Emei faction sent a few young disciples to come, I don't know whether to say that the exterminating old demon nun has a big heart, or a big heart! ”

"However, although the old demon nun casually sent a few disciples over, we need to guard against it to the death to avoid accidents with the Heavenly Sword here."

Song Qing's book is not a straw bag, it's just a little arrogant and arrogant, and there are narrow-mindedness, but after some training, he will definitely not underestimate the world.

Seeing Zhang Tongming coming back, he pulled him and the other disciples to make a decision, and set a vigil for the night, so that everyone dispersed.

The first night passed peacefully.

Song Qingshu knew that the longer the time dragged on, the greater the trouble might be.

This is Wudang Mountain, everyone in the martial arts knows that there is a great master Zhang Sanfeng in charge, and they don't dare to come nonsense, but after Zhou Zhiruo goes down the mountain, I'm afraid she will rush up.

However, Song Qingshu did not reveal these thoughts, and when he was doing the morning class, Zhou Zhiruo really came to learn Wudang swordsmanship as promised.

Yesterday, Zhou Zhiruo was dressed in white, like a fairy, like a fairy, out of the dust like a fairy, beautiful and vulgar, beautiful as a heavenly person.

Today, she changed into a regular dress, and her body is delicate and graceful, but she looks like Roselle in the world.

Song Qingshu continued to look like a pig brother, walking around the woman in front of him, all kinds of jokes, coming as soon as he opened his mouth, coaxing the woman to laugh.

Zhou Zhiruo's skin was already white and tender, and her cheeks were flushed at the moment, adding a bit of beauty.

I don't know if it's intentional or not, Zhou Zhiruo said that it was difficult to choose between the several sets of Wudang swordsmanship practiced by Song Qingshu, and he had to think about it.

Song Qingshu is indispensable.

On this day, after the evening class, Song Qingshu made a round as usual, and was about to go back to rest, when suddenly a bass whistle sounded in the air.

"There's a guest coming at night!"

It has long been arranged for the arrival of the police post, how everyone will deal with it.

Song Qingshu quietly came to the place where the Emei disciples were resting, and hid in a shadow, waiting for the visitors.

The disciples who issued the warning whistle were passed up one after another at the foot of the mountain, and by the time the visitor found the courtyard where the Emei disciples were resting, it was already an hour later.

Song Qingshu, who was hiding in the shadows, smelled a faint aroma that smelled very good.

"The visitor is a woman?"

Song Qingshu was about to look up, when he suddenly heard a clash of iron and stone.

In the silence of the night, the slightest sound could be heard far away, not to mention that the sound of the iron-stone clash was particularly brittle, which immediately alarmed the Emei sect disciples who were resting in the room.

"Senior Brother Zhang, is that you?"

Zhou Zhiruo heard the voice, but he didn't expect that someone would dare to go to Wudang Mountain to conduct a night attack, and it was Zhang Tongming, who was responsible for taking care of himself and others, who accidentally made the sound.

"Senior Sister Zhou, don't speak, don't come out!"

Song Qingshu saw that the people in the room had lit candles, and hurriedly shouted.

When walking the rivers and lakes, you must be careful of the four kinds of people, monks, women, the elderly and children.

These four kinds of people dare to walk the rivers and lakes, and they must have special support.

After Song Qingshu found out that the person who came was a woman, coupled with the other party's courage to break into Wudang at night, he subconsciously treated the other party as a master, and said to Zhou Zhiruo, as soon as he shook his hand, the palm wind hit the place where the visitor was hiding.

"Look at the palm!"

Song Qingshu's cultivation was infinitely close to the great master, and this palm hit the past, although it was a few feet away, but the palm wind set off a continuous wave.

Before it reached the visitor, the bricks of the walls and roofs had been blown away.

"It's so strong!"

The woman who was hiding in the shadows, where would she have thought that as soon as she went to Wudang Mountain, she would be discovered, and a person close to the great grandmaster would hide in the shadows and attack her.

Yes, it's a sneak attack!

Song Qingshu shouted out after he came out of his palm.

The woman was caught off guard, although she resisted with all her might, but when the palm wind hit her body, she still made her vomit blood and fly backwards for several meters.