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Chapter 613 Zhou Zhiruo Wants to Be Rough (24)
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She is powerless to change, so it's up to Zhiruo to make Emei look brand new.

After so many years, Emei also needs a strong head, especially her big apprentice Ding Minjun, who is not acting like a monster or competing for favor.

All along, she has always seen Ding Minjun's actions in her eyes, and she knows that Emei is full of complaints, even though she is a senior sister, she is unpopular.

Min Jun is not understanding enough, nor is he broad-minded enough, Ding Min Jun is doomed to be the head of the family.

But no matter what, this is also her big disciple, and she gets along day and night, and I really can't bear to see her betrayed and her reputation ruined.

This is very good now.

With Zhiruo around, as long as Minjun doesn't court death or become a monster, it's not difficult for him to be safe and sound for the rest of his life.

However, is the group of little fairies that she has worked so hard to cultivate for so many years too weak in willpower?
After such a short time together, she was assimilated by Zhiruo.

Terrible contagion, given time, the Emei faction must be the kind of women's army that makes Yuan soldiers frightened, one against a hundred.

After all, even wild wolves and wild boars have beaten countless people, can't they beat Yuan soldiers?

Since Zhiruo's arrival, the back mountain of Emei Mountain, which is rarely visited by people, suddenly became lively. The wild wolf, which is brutal and warlike by nature, has become an excellent training opponent for the disciples of Emei Mountain.

Some people were not convinced at first, but who made Zhiruo have big fists and hard rakes, and swept the entire Emei by herself.

Those who had opinions quietly shut up, especially in the day-to-day actual combat, the kung fu is constantly improving.

After tasting the sweetness, how could there be people who would not want it.

Miejue Shitai stood on the top of the mountain, watching the disciples who were fighting with the wolves in the valley, one by one no longer blindly pursued elegant beauty, but punched to the flesh, and every sword hit the vital point.

In this way, the survivability on the battlefield is undoubtedly increased to the greatest extent.

In troubled times, far away from the temple, it is impossible to stay out of the affairs of the world.

In dire straits, under the collapse of the nest, everyone must stand up and resist.

The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes are no exception.

What she needs is a team that is brave and good at fighting, with one enemy against a hundred, not an ordinary woman who is sad for the spring and autumn, and only has romantic feelings for men and women in her mind.

But these words, she has never dared to say these words for so many years, and no disciple has understood them.

Zhou Zhiruo is her blessing in Emei.

Zhou Zhiruo seems to know what she thinks in her heart, and everything can be done in her heart, which makes her extremely gratified.

For the disciples of Emei, every drop of sweat and every injury suffered today is necessary for survival.

So instead of stopping her, she would also help Zhiruo according to the rules, adding fuel to the flames, and making the whole Emei look brand new.

She believes that day is not too far away.

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Time passed day by day, the evening went and the morning came, and the spring and autumn came, and the time passed quickly. Various factions in the martial arts found that Emei had taken the opportunity to come down.

Even Miejue Shitai, who was always thinking of inciting various sects to unite to encircle and suppress Mingjiao and attack Yuan soldiers, also disappeared.

It was as if the entire Emei Sect had been isolated from the world.

In these years, Song Qingshu and Zhou Fu have completely become brothers who wear a pair of pants, and everyone can't help but shake their heads when they mention it.

There are two great demon kings in the world, one is flamboyant and casual, the other is reserved and gentle, but both of them have a lot of bad ideas to tease people.

The combination of these two is really a strong alliance, impeccable.

Shengge will never admit that this is blackness.

She is not that ball of ink...

Even if she had to be blamed, it would be close to Zhu Zhechi.

These years, Song Qingshu and Zhou Fu have often traveled to Emei, and they are definitely frequent visitors to Emei.

I don't know how long it is, Song Qingshu is not as gentle and gloomy as in the plot, but open and unrestrained.

On the contrary, Zhou Fu acted as a think tank next to Song Qingshu. What Song Qingshu didn't expect, Zhou Fulai added.

Every time they met, Sheng Ge felt that the two had a better understanding.

Well... ╮(╯-╰)╭

She seems to have lost her mind again.

Two good-looking boys stand together with a beautiful tacit understanding, it's hard not to make people think wrong.

Yin Liting, who was originally worried that Song Qingshu would shave his head and pick a hot boy who was so devoted to Zhou Zhiruo, was even more dumbfounded now.

Having said that, I have to mention Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji is worthy of being the son of destiny in this world. After the farce that year was over, he was brought back to Wudang by Yin Liting.

Yin Liting didn't add any embellishments, but just restored Zhang Wuji's words and deeds word for word.

Even if everyone in the Wudang faction wanted to show favoritism, in the face of such indifference between right and wrong, it would be difficult to let the past go.

Especially the two victims Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting.

Not to mention Song Qingshu and Zhou Fu.

There was no other way, so Zhang Sanfeng had no choice but to bring Zhang Wuji by his side to teach him personally, wanting to correct the child's three views, and cultivate his morality along the way.

From Zhang Sanfeng's point of view, Zhang Wuji's character was more taught by Xie Xun and Yin Susu's precepts and deeds.

He believed that as long as he taught carefully, Zhang Wuji would definitely repent in time.

But the protagonist is the protagonist after all, and the Son of Destiny is the Son of Destiny after all.

Under the care of the famous Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Wuji was able to escape from the Wudang faction.

When Shengge received a letter from Zhou Fu, he was not moved when he learned that Zhang Wuji had escaped.

If you don't escape, how will you encounter those opportunities?

If you don't learn the Nine Suns Divine Art, how can you turn the tide and save the Mingjiao people under the eyes of the six sects?

If you don't save the Mingjiao people, how can you become famous and attract Zhao Min's attention.

Although she came, Zhang Wuji's love luck was not cut off.

Now she has replaced Zhou Zhiruo, and she is no longer obsessed with Zhang Wuji.

But Zhang Wuji's harem is not short of staff, and Yang Buhui will never forget him.

Alas, are all the pretty ladies blind?
Discomfort, Discomfort...

Well, she stands in the perspective of God and cannot be despised.

"Zhiruo, is it time?"

For several years, Miejue Shitai seemed a little more peaceful than when he first met.

It's just that some hatred is engraved in the bones and is hard to dispel.

The existence of Shengge has indeed changed some things, but the powerful plot master is still tirelessly pushing the plot closer to the protagonist.

Zhang Wuji must rely on certain opportunities to become famous and attract the attention of heroes all over the world.

It's just that Mingjiao...

To be honest, Sheng Ge really didn't know how to evaluate the existence of Mingjiao.

The Ming Cult is indeed the Demon Cult in the eyes of countless decent people, and among them there are indeed people like the Blue Winged Bat King who disregard human lives.

But everything cannot be generalized, Mingjiao has many ordinary soldiers stationed in various places, fighting bloody battles.

Mingjiao has merits...

To realize Zhou Zhiruo and Miejue Shitai's wish to restore the Han family, it is necessary to unite all forces.

Gather small streams and form rivers and seas.

　At night, I locked myself in a small black room and typed two thousand characters.

　　Sure enough, it will be addictive.

　　Month to month, month to month, month to month, ask for votes, ask for support.

　　Important things are said many times.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)