"Ahem......"

"Ahem......"

In a courtyard, there were a few light coughs, and the guards outside the door ran in extremely anxious and quickly.

"Touching ......"

When the two came in, they saw Song Qingshu getting off the bed and falling to the ground without taking a few steps.

"Senior Brother Song......"

"Senior Brother Song......"

Song Qingshu didn't have time to check the weakness of his body, so he pulled Senior Brother He on the side.

The face was extremely anxious.

"Senior Brother He, how long have I been in a coma?"

"What's going on out there?"

"Senior Brother Song, you've been in a coma for a day." Wang He responded directly.

"Outside ......"

looked at Song Qingshu's anxious eyes, and stopped talking.

"Senior Brother Song, you have a good rest."

"I'll go inform the other teachers."

Song Qingshu looked at the faces of the two of them, and a trace of bad premonition rose in his heart.

Rare......

"Senior Brother He!"

Wang He shook his head: "Senior Brother Song, I don't know very well what happened yesterday. ”

"You can ask other teachers."

At this time, someone from outside walked in with medicine.

"Senior Brother Song, this is the medicine that Uncle Master explained."

"You must drink it when you wake up."

Song Qingshu took the medicine and was silent for a few seconds: "Fifth uncle, and fifth aunt, are you dead!" ”

"Senior Brother Song......" Several people were about to persuade, but they were directly interrupted by Song Qingshu.

"Tell me!"

"Yes!" Several people sighed, before they came here, the master uncle had explained that they couldn't tell Senior Brother Song the news.

Worried that Song Qingshu's injuries would worsen.

Senior Brother Song sacrificed his life to save Zhang Wuji before, and everyone in the martial arts knew it.

Senior Brother Song is a young hero, who values love and righteousness.

If Senior Brother Song knew about it, it would definitely be a blow.

"Senior Brother Song, you ......"

One person still wanted to persuade, but Song Qingshu waved his hand, drank the medicine directly, leaned on the side of the bed, and waved his hand.

"I see."

"I'm fine, you all go out."

Seeing Senior Brother Song like this, several people looked at each other a few times, saluted respectfully and walked out.

Quickly run to inform the master of them.

Song Qingshu looked at the leaves outside the window, his eyes full of helplessness.

"Still dead!"

"Why did you die?"

"Still couldn't stop it."

"Hey......"

When the second elder of Xuan Ming went to martial arts, he suspected that something was going to happen.

So I had no choice but to fool the two elders like that.

The result was good, he prevented the second elder of Xuan Ming from going to Wudang Mountain.

He wasn't in any danger.

But the fifth uncle Zhang Cuishan and the fifth aunt Yin Susu are still dead.

"Green Book ......"

"Green Book ......"

There was a rush of footsteps and shouts outside the door.

The door was pushed open.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Song Qingshu who was leaning against the window, walked over quickly, and investigated directly.

"Father, I'm fine." Song Qingshu looked at his father's somewhat weak face.

Song Yuanqiao breathed a sigh of relief, although the master said that it was okay, but how could he not worry about being in a coma for a day.

Originally, he was overconsumed because of his healing with Zhang Wuji and needed to recover.

But when he heard that his son was awake, he couldn't care about anything, so he ran over directly.

"Good, good, good."

Song Yuanqiao's somewhat tired face showed a smile.

"It's good to rest for half a month."

"Rest well."

Song Qingshu nodded: "Father, your face is not good, go and rest first." ”

"I'm fine, just have Senior Brother He and them take care of me."

"Okay, okay." Although Song Yuanqiao wanted to accompany Song Qingshu more, Zhang Wuji couldn't delay.

"You have a good rest."

"Father went."

Song Qing Shubi sent his father out, he had a lot of regrets in his heart, but he didn't ask.

He could tell that his father was tired.

Although my father tried his best to hide it, he couldn't hide his exhaustion at all.

The fifth uncle and five aunts are dead, and the ending is already doomed, it makes no difference if you know it earlier and know it later.

"Zhang Wuji?"

"I still fell into the palm of the Xuanming God."

After that, two days.

Song Qingshu stayed in the house, recuperating and recuperating, and Senior Brother He was always with him.

But most of them were small talk, and they rarely talked about the events of that day.

may be afraid that Song Qingshu will be worried.

Day 3.

Song Qingshu has been able to get out of bed completely, and the internal injuries on his body can only be slowly recuperated.

Get up and walk outside.

"Senior Brother Song...... Where you are going, I will accompany you. Wang He asked on the side.

Song Qingshu smiled: "No, I'll go see the son of the fifth uncle." ”

"You don't have to follow me."

"I'm back now, and I'm just going to be able to heal my internal injuries slowly."

Wang He said quickly: "Senior Brother Song, Zhang Wuji is injured and has been being treated these days. ”

"I'm afraid ......"

"It's okay, I'll take a look." Song Qingshu responded and walked towards the place where Master Tai was retreating.

Behind the Zixiao Palace.

Several disciples saw Song Qingshu saluting respectfully, and their eyes were full of admiration.

Now the people in the martial arts have great admiration for Song Qingshu.

was only thirteen years old and was so righteous that he gave up his life to save Zhang Wuji.

"Senior Brother Song!"

"Senior Brother Song!"

Song Qingshu looked at the Wudang disciple and nodded slightly, he saw the emotions contained in everyone's eyes.

He originally just wanted to stop the tragedy.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't stop it, but he became a celebrity, a young hero.

The world is unpredictable.

"Knock, knock......"

Song Qingshu knocked a few times outside the door: "Master Tai, uncles, Qingshu asks to see you." ”

"Come in." Zhang Sanfeng's somewhat tired voice came from inside the room.

Creak......

The door was pushed open, and Song Qingshu looked at the situation inside and was slightly stunned.

Except for the third uncle Yu Daiyan, the Wudang Seven Heroes were all pranayama in it, and their faces were full of fatigue.

Master Zhang Sanfeng is healing Zhang Wuji's injuries by luck.

"Master Tai ......"

Call......

When the Wudang Seven Heroes saw Song Qingshu coming, they stopped pranayama, and when they saw that Song Qingshu was fine, their faces were full of smiles.

"Qingshu is fine."

"Yes, yes."

"Qingshu is good."

"It's not a loss to be my Wudang disciple."

"Young hero, you are much stronger than your second uncle and me before."

"Well done."

“……”

At the beginning, Song Qingshu sacrificed his life to save Zhang Wuji, although he was reckless, but the starting point was good.

Usually, they may have to educate well, and they can't let Song Qingshu be so impulsive.

But now, Song Qingshu is injured and can only mention it later.

Yu Lianzhou, who ranked second in the Wudang Seven Heroes, saw the confusion in Song Qingshu's eyes, turned his head to look at Zhang Wuji, who was being treated by Zhang Sanfeng not far away, and sighed.

"This child is your fifth uncle's child, Zhang Wuji."

"This child suffered a lot after being taken captive, and his body was full of wounds."

"That's fine."

"The only trouble is that this kid has been hit by an incomparably ruthless palm, the Xuanming Divine Palm."

Song Yuanqiao patted Song Qingshu: "Qingshu, you go out." ”

"My uncles and I still have to heal Zhang Wuji."

"You go and accompany your third uncle."

"Your third master ......"

"Hey...... You'll find out when you go. ”

At this moment, the faces of the Wudang Seven Heroes were full of regret and helplessness.

"Qingshu, let's go."

"I know you have a lot of doubts in your mind, and we'll explain them to you later."

"Your third uncle is as usual because of the matter of the fifth uncle, and now he doesn't say a word, and we are worried that something will happen to him."

"Yes, your third uncle has loved you since childhood, you go and persuade you."

“……”

Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji, who had a painful face, and his heart was extremely complicated.

Salute respectfully.

"Let's go and see the third uncle."