Song Qingshu tiptoed, came to the boat, and said softly to Zhou Zhiruo: "Little sister, the deceased is gone, you should mourn." ”

When Zhou Zhiruo heard this, she turned her head to look at Song Qingshu with a low cry, but she didn't speak, just sobbed softly.

At this time, Chang Yuchun also came to the side, knelt down in front of Zhou Zhiruo, and said reproachfully: "Little girl, your parents are affected by me, whether you want to kill or beat, it's up to you." Obviously, this bold man is very guilty of Zhou Zhiruo.

"Brother Chang, hurry up, if you don't blame you, my father once said that no matter what happens, I have to be strong, and I won't cry. Zhou Zhiruo whispered, but she really didn't cry.

Song Qingshu sighed slightly when she saw it, and it was really a strong little girl.

"Sister Zhiruo, you are right, you have to live strongly, your parents have spirits in heaven, and they will be happy for you. "This guy is so shameless that he directly called someone 'Sister Zhiruo'.

However, Zhou Zhiruo did not object, but nodded firmly and said, "I know, this little brother, what is your name, why are you wet?"

Sure enough, it was a little girl, who was crying just now, and now it's fine.

Song Qingshu replied with a smile: "Sister Zhiruo, my name is Song Qingshu, you can call me Brother Qingshu." Song Qingshu smiled on the surface, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked like Little Lori's shrunken uncle.

"Okay, Brother Qingshu. Zhou Zhiruo nodded and responded with a smile.

'Brother Love Letter', Song Qingshu was stunned when he heard it, as if the name Song Qingshu was too much

Next, Song Qingshu and Chang Yuchun worked together to bury Zhou Zhiruo's parents and the baby.

didn't see the corpses of her parents, Zhou Zhiruo's grief was much better, plus Song Qingshu persuaded on the side, telling two jokes from time to time, Zhou Zhiruo returned to the appearance of a cute little girl.

Two days later, on the shore, Song Qingshu took Zhou Zhiruo's little hand and stood still with Chang Yuchun.

At this time, Chang Yuchun was carrying a package on his back, obviously about to leave.

"Brother Chang, go all the way. Song Qingshu said with a smile to Chang Yuchun.

Chang Yuchun slapped Song Qingshu's shoulder twice, and said with a smile: "Brother Song, if it weren't for my illness and I couldn't delay it, and I wanted to go to my uncle for treatment, I would have to stay and have a long chat with you, but unfortunately, there is no time now, when we meet again in the future, we will definitely have a few drinks." ”

Song Qingshu smiled: "Okay, it's just that the younger brother is still young now, so it is not suitable to drink, but in the future, the younger brother will definitely accompany the eldest brother Chang to drink enough." ”

"Brother Chang, take care. Zhou Zhiruo also whispered to Chang Yuchun.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Chang Yuchun laughed, jumped directly on the boat, and left.

Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo stood side by side, waiting for Chang Yuchun's boat to go away, and then they withdrew their eyes.

Song Qingshu turned his head and said to Zhou Zhiruo with a smile: "Sister Zhiruo, only the two of us will be together in the future." ”

"Well, Brother Qingshu, Zhiruo will follow you in the future. Zhou Zhiruo nodded her cute little head and said with a smile.

Song Qingshu smiled, and said secretly in his heart: Since Zhou Zhiruo is with her, she can't let her go to Emei, otherwise, who can be sure that she will not repeat the mistakes of the past.

However, since he is with himself, he must be able to do martial arts, but his own martial arts such as 'Bing Xin Jue' cannot be taught to him, and the only thing left is Wudang Shaoyang Gong.

Originally, Song Qingshu wanted to teach Shaoyang Gong to Zhou Zhiruo, but he felt that it would not be good if he taught Shaoyang Gong to Zhou Zhiruo in private, after all, Zhou Zhiruo was not a disciple of Wudang, and the cultivation speed of Shaoyang Gong was a little slow, and it was impossible to become a master in a short time, so taking Zhou Zhiruo with him was like carrying a drag oil bottle.

After thinking about it for a long time, Song Qingshu felt that only the Nine Yin True Scripture was the most suitable for Zhou Zhiruo, but the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slayer Sword were not in his hands, and if he wanted to get the Nine Yin True Scripture, now was not the time.

Shaking his head depressedly, Song Qingshu suddenly remembered the 'Jiuyang Divine Skill'.

Although Jiuyang Divine Skill is the martial art of the most rigid and yang, however, women can also practice, which can be seen from Guo Xiang's one-third of Jiuyang Divine Skill to create the Emei faction.

Moreover, the cultivation speed of Jiuyang Divine Skill is very fast, the cultivator has a protective body, and the power is constantly circulating, which is really a decisive divine skill, even if it is Wudang's Shaoyang Gong, it can't be compared.

If Zhou Zhiruo is allowed to cultivate, he will definitely be able to cultivate successfully within ten years.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu smiled, took Zhou Zhiruo's hand and said: "Zhiruo, Brother Qingshu wants to take you to find a place to find a martial arts mastery, so that you can practice, and when you grow up, Sister Zhiruo is also a heroine, how about it?"

"Zhiruo listened to Brother Qingshu. Zhou Zhiruo said with a cute smile.

"Okay, let's go. Song Qingshu smiled, took Zhou Zhiruo's little hand, and left Hanshui.