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Chapter 627 Zhou Zhiruo Wants to Be Rough (38)
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Not to mention Zhao Min, even Yang Buhui himself may not be able to serve a husband with others.

Shengge would never admit that she was doing something.

"Zhao Min's identity?"

"What identity?"

Yang Buhui was always the girl with a clear head, she grasped the point of Shengge's nonsense simply and neatly.

"do not you know?"

"Zhao Min is the daughter of King Ruyang, the commander-in-chief of the army and horses in the world today, and the Princess Shaomin who was bestowed by the emperor."

Shengge pretended to be surprised.

Hearing this, Yang Buhui frowned subconsciously, showing that this matter was beyond her expectation.

Who knows, now that the imperial court is brutal and corrupt, the people are in dire straits, people with lofty ideals are rebelling, but why does Brother Wuji want to provoke Zhao Min?

Anyway, brother Wuji has a Wudang sect background behind him.

Wouldn't such an act make the heroes of the world ridicule?

Brother Wuji likes Zhao Min so much that he can resolutely protect Zhao Min regardless of his reputation and future.

Listening to Zhou Zhiruo's words just now, she would rather be seriously injured than Zhao Min lose a single hair, how affectionate it is.

Brother Wuji can like someone else, but that person must not be Zhao Min.

"I don't know what Miss Zhou wants to say to me?"

Yang Buhui asked simply and clearly.

"Zhang Wuji is not a good man, girl who doesn't regret it, don't want to be blinded by a mistake in childhood."

"Maybe you have been thinking about the kindness of saving lives and protecting each other for several years in your heart, but it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party."

"You must have discovered that Zhang Wuji is naturally indecisive, obedient and sympathetic."

"He saved you not because you are special, not because you are Yang Buhui."

"It's not a good feeling to lose one's heart by mistake, so I ask Miss Buhui to withdraw in time and stop the loss in time."

"Maybe you take him as a ray of light in your heart, but it's just a delusion after all."

In the plot, Yang Buhui is protected by Yang Xiao, and he lives happily in Mingjiao, and has developed a quirky temperament.

But the reality is different from the plot, Yang Buhui has lost pride and confidence, and in the cold eyes and accusations of others, she is bound to become more nostalgic for the warmth Zhang Wuji gave her when she was a child, and then become an obsession in the years of longing.

To be honest, he really didn't know how to evaluate Zhang Wuji.

She can't say that they are wrong even if they help the weak.

Zhang Wuji would not admit to being merciful everywhere.

"Thank you."

Yang Buhui said to Sheng Ge calmly.

Now that she can talk face to face with Zhou Zhiruo with such a peaceful mind, it was something she never dared to think about before.

For Zhou Zhiruo, she had complained, hated, and envied her.

She didn't know why Zhou Zhiruo had a sudden kindness today and confided in her what she just said, but no matter what, she was not the kind of person who didn't know good from bad.

Kindly for her, she accepts.

Besides, hatred is hatred, but kindness is also kindness.

"As long as you can figure it out."

"Zhang Wuji himself is an ordinary person, but your thoughts have given him a golden body, so that in your eyes, he will always be divine."

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, turn your head and keep going..."

Shengge said it smoothly, but didn't stop it for a while.

Hehehe, this little fairy is not a bald monk who speaks Buddhist language.

It's really a showman's upper body, and he didn't catch it all at once.

Sheng Ge didn't stay here for long, she said and did what she had to say and do, as for whether Yang Buhui could figure it out by himself, that was Yang Buhui's own business.

Zhou Zhiruo's wish has not yet been fulfilled, she now has a heavy responsibility on her shoulders.

It's time to go back and enslave Song Qingshu and Zhou Fu to work. It's a pity that Zhou Fu's brain doesn't plan and command the three armies.

……

……

"mine?"

Hurrying back to Shengge of the Wudang faction, he was a little dumbfounded looking at the neatly arranged clothes on the table.

The stitches are crooked and not strong at all, it seems to be similar to the one Song Qingshu is wearing now.

Shengge's memory suddenly came back, and suddenly remembered how Song Qingshu shamelessly pestered Zhou Fu to ask Zhou Fu to make clothes for her that day. At that time, she was wickedly thinking of robbing Song Qingshu.

Unexpectedly, she did too.

"I have it too..."

Shengge's heart was warm.

She is indeed strong enough to face all the ups and downs by herself without fear.

But if he could be cared for by others, Shengge would not refuse the kindness.

That's great, as expected of a friend who grew up together, she hasn't hurt Zhou Fu for nothing for so many years.

Unlike Song Qingshu, a little white-eyed wolf who imitated her kung fu and yelled in front of her every day.

"Not good at craftsmanship, Zhiruo, don't be disgusted."

From Zhou Fu's point of view, his life was given as if he had given it. Without Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Fu would never be where he is today.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this workmanship is really poor."

Sheng Ge smacked his lips and said meanly.

"I like it, though."

"Thank you."

Although the stitches of Zhou Fu's clothes are crooked, the materials he can choose are definitely excellent. Looking at Zhou Fu's red and swollen hands full of needles, the smile on the corner of Sheng Ge's mouth is getting warmer and warmer.

Song Qingshu watched from the sidelines indignantly. He cried, made trouble, hanged himself and was injured all over his body, so he begged Zhou Fu to make clothes.

Does Zhiruo win by lying with him?

Forget it, who made him want to know his younger brother all the time.

If you can let Zhiruo go, you must not let Zhou Fu go lightly.

Well, anyway, the clothes are done, so when Zhou Fu's hands are healed, why not make another pair of shoes.

Well, such a happy decision.

……

……

But Song Qingshu didn't expect that as the war became more and more intense, Zhou Fu, as a think tank, would be very busy as a strategist and commander of the three armies.

In the large tent, candles were lit all night.

The order after order was issued in an orderly manner, enabling the soldiers on the front line to move forward bravely, and to exchange for the greatest victory with the least casualties.

No matter how heartless Song Qingshu was, he couldn't do anything to disturb Zhou Fu at this moment.

Ordinary soldiers, knights of the rivers and lakes, whether voluntarily or forced by the situation, formed the anti-Yuan torrent led by Emei and Wudang faction, with the momentum of annihilating everything, it was unstoppable.

In the fights and wars, everyone in the rivers and lakes has seen how the beautiful sisters of the Emei School who look delicate and inhuman can still remain unchanged with blood on their faces, and have seen the strength of the Emei School far ahead of other schools.

No one expected that in just a few years, Emei had developed to such a terrifying level.

The most terrible thing is that Emei and Wudang seem to have formed an alliance, which is still indestructible.

With Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo, the two young masters, no one can destroy the relationship between the two factions.

　It's been a few days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)