"Wow, Childe, I haven't seen you for a year, this Butterfly Valley is still so beautiful!" Standing at the entrance of the Butterfly Valley, Zhou Zhiruo called out happily.

"yes, Butterfly Valley is still so beautiful. Song Qingshu casually agreed, and walked in.

Follow the path of Butterfly Valley until you reach the grass house of Hu Qingniu. But I saw that the usually quiet and peaceful grass house was in full bloom at this time, and forty or fifty people from the rivers and lakes were lying in the grass hut on the side wailing. A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was busy going back and forth to check on a group of people in the rivers and lakes and change their dressings.

"What's going on? Why are there so many injured people? Isn't it that ordinary people in Butterfly Valley can't find it, how did they find it? And Mr. Hu never saves people outside of Mingjiao, but every one of these people is from Mingjiao. How could Mr. Hu save them?" Zhou Zhiruo exclaimed in surprise.

Song Qingshu ignored Zhou Zhiruo, walked to the grass shed to watch, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a smile. That's right, that's it, the timing is just right. It is at this time that you can achieve your own goals, and if you come at other times, it is useless to come!

"Excuse me, are you also here to seek medical treatment?" asked the young man who was checking and changing the dressings for the people in the rivers and lakes.

"This little boy, we are not here to seek medical treatment, it is my son-in-law who has something to discuss with Mr. Hu, the doctor of Butterfly Valley, and I bother the little boy to report it. Zhou Zhiruo said crisply.

"Hu, Mr. Hu, I was born, I was seriously ill, and I said, no matter who it is, no, I won't see it!" the young man looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was smiling and smiling, and suddenly blushed, and stammered.

Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said softly: "My son-in-law really has something to discuss with Mr. Hu, not to seek medical treatment, so the little son-in-law will inform us of it." ”

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's soft request, the young man's heart suddenly fluttered, and he couldn't help but say, "Okay, I'll ask Mr. Hu what he means, but you'd better not have too much hope, Mr. Hu's temper is a little weird, he said no, it's usually gone." ”

"Then Xie Lu Xie Xiaogongzi. Zhou Zhiruo smiled sweetly and thanked him.

"Hehe, you're welcome, girl, this is what I should do. The young man smiled innocently and walked towards the grass house.

"There's no need to report it, let's go back!" Song Qingshu said suddenly.

He had just walked around the hut and had further determined what he was thinking. When he came back, he happened to hear Zhou Zhiruo asking the teenager to report, so he immediately stopped it.

But in his heart, Hu Qingniu said that he would not see him at this time. It's better to explore this grass house at night, and it is easy to see Hu Qingniu at that time.

"But Childe, didn't we come all the way here just to see the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal?

"I have my own arrangements, you don't have to worry about it. Song Qingshu said lightly.

"Yes. Zhou Zhiruo felt in her heart, knowing that Song Qingshu had made a decision, and immediately responded.

Then he turned to the young man and said, "Then don't bother the little boy, let's go back first." ”

The young man didn't seem to hear Zhou Zhiruo's words, he didn't pay attention to Zhou Zhiruo at all, but stared at Song Qingshu vigorously.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at the young man strangely, and saw that he still didn't pay attention to what he meant, so he didn't pay attention to him anymore, and followed Song Qingshu to the outside of the valley.

"Senior Brother Song, you are Senior Brother Song!" the young man suddenly shouted and ran towards Song Qingshu, his tone full of surprise.

"En?" Song Qingshu paused, turned to look at the young man. calls himself Senior Brother Song, he must be a disciple of Wudang, and he is also a member of his generation. But who is this boy? I don't think there's such a person!

"Senior Brother Song, don't you remember me? I'm Wuji! Zhang Wuji!" the young man ran to Song Qingshu's side and called out happily.

"Zhang Wuji, is this Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the young man carefully. I can still vaguely see some of Zhang Wuji's shadows.

"I'm really Mowgli, you see, this is the Jiuyang Divine Skill you taught me!" The young man waved his hand, and a wave of masculinity came out of his body, hitting the stone on the side, leaving a palm print.

"You are really Mowgli!" Song Qingshu said in surprise, he had been practicing Jiuyang Divine Skill for a long time, so he could naturally recognize that the palm of the young man just now was Jiuyang Divine Skill!

Although the Jiuyang Divine Skill has been handed over to Wudang Mountain, this kind of mastery is naturally not something that anyone can cultivate. At present, only Wudang Seven Heroes and Zhang Sanfeng can come into contact with this masterpiece. This exercise has not been taught to the three generations of disciples, and only Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji can practice for their own reasons.

This young man knows Jiuyang Divine Skills, and he has a little shadow of Zhang Wuji back then, so there is no doubt that Zhang Wuji is there.

"Ha Luha, senior brother, you finally recognized me, little girl, you are Zhou Zhiruo, I haven't seen you for a year, and your appearance has changed greatly, if it weren't for being with Senior Brother Song, I really wouldn't have recognized you!" Zhang Wuji said excitedly.

"Uh, Zhang Gongzi, your changes are big enough, if you hadn't reported yourself, the slave wouldn't have recognized you. Zhou Zhiruo said with some embarrassment.

Song Qingshu shook his head and chuckled, speaking of which, in a year's time, there should not be so many changes. But this year, the three of them have their own opportunities.

Before Zhang Wuji cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill, he was tortured by the Xuanming Divine Palm, his body was weak, and his face was sick, but now he was strong and energetic, and he was incomparable.

And Zhou Zhiruo had just been rescued by Song Qingshu before coming to Butterfly Valley, she had been living with her boatman father before, she couldn't eat enough, she couldn't dress warmly, so she was naturally long and thin, with a yellow face and thin muscles.

But this year, he first practiced martial arts, and then followed Song Qingshu all day long. Although it can't be said to be brocade and food, it is also worry-free. In addition, when both of them were growing bodies, a year was very different.

Although Song Qingshu's appearance has not only changed, but the change in temperament is great. A year ago, he was just a high-roller, but today he is a general with tens of thousands of troops and horses.

The demeanor of the princes who rule more than 100,000 people is naturally not comparable to the reckless people in the rivers and lakes!

However, after all, he has grown into a body, and although his temperament has changed greatly, his appearance has not changed, and he was recognized by Zhang Wuji.

"Wuji, how is your cold poison?" Song Qingshu said with concern.

Although he has always been afraid of Zhang Wuji's identity as the son of fate, and even wants to find an opportunity to seize it, it is just to prevent trouble.

In his heart, he did not have any conflict with Zhang Wuji, and he also taught Zhang Wuji Jiuyang Divine Skills for half a year, and the two of them were also called brothers, but they were actually masters and apprentices. Naturally, there is a little more concern between the words.

"My cold poison is no longer attacking, this Jiuyang Divine Skill is indeed the nemesis of the Xuanming Divine Palm, I have only cultivated for three months, and this cold poison has been completely eliminated! Thank you Senior Brother for saving your life!" Zhang Wuji said gratefully.

"Don't say that! You and I, brothers, we should support each other, and if you say that, you will see the outside. If I am seriously injured one day and want you to save me, do I still have to thank you?" Song Qingshu's face changed, and he feigned anger.

Zhang Wuji's face changed, and he said solemnly: "Senior brother reprimanded that it was the junior brother who lost his words, if the senior brother is useful to the younger brother in the future, but please command, the junior brother is not ambiguous even if he gives up his life!"

Song Qingshu patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder and said earnestly: "Although the eldest husband is in the world, he should be a serious promise, and he will live and die lightly. But you have your parents in the hall, and you have not yet passed on the incense for the Zhang family, how can you talk lightly about life and death? Between you and my brothers, we should treat each other with all sincerity, but such words cannot be said in the future. ”

"Yes!" Zhang Wuji glanced at Song Qingshu gratefully, his eyes were full of convincing, and said, "Senior brother, you and Zhiruo go to the grass hall to sit down for a while, and I will inform Mr. Hu for you!"

"Well, okay, you can report it. However, if Mr. Hu refuses to see me, you can tell him that I can solve not only his current troubles, but also the people he has been trying to kill. Song Qingshu pondered for a moment and said slowly.

"Well, that's good, if Mr. doesn't want to see you, I'll tell him the truth!" Zhang Wuji said.