Wudang Xiaodao Boy

Qingfeng couldn't judge the logic of Zhou Zhiruo's actions, and didn't know why she wanted to go back to Dadu.

...The current development is completely different from the original book. Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji have almost no intersection, and Zhao Min will not go out alone with Yi Tianjian to find Zhang Wuji.

Zhou Zhiruo can never go to the Ruyang Palace to steal the Yitian Sword again!Just relying on her martial arts, let alone a Taoist, even Zhao Min might not be able to beat her.

With her current force value, how could it be possible to single-handedly snatch Yitian Sword back from Zhao Min's hand?Isn't this a big joke?What on earth does she have?Could it be that she still has something behind her?

Could it be that Zhang Wuji also sneaked back to the capital city?Impossible, the spies of the Southwest League had already reported that Zhang Wuji had taken the Mingjiao people away.So it can't be Zhang Wuji.

And even Zhang Wuji might not be able to defeat the Hundred Damage Taoist.

Then she is going to feign surrender to the Ruyang Palace, steal the Yitian Sword and then betray her?Such a clumsy plot, such a bloody plot, not to mention Zhao Min, anyone can see the trickiness in it.

Besides these methods, how else could Zhou Zhiruo get the Yitian Sword?In the metropolis, who would help her?

Wait, there are people! ...

Qingfeng stopped suddenly, looked around, touched his face again, and thought:

...Ruyang Prince's Mansion has a peerless master Baishang Taoist, and there are currently two masters who can defeat this Baishang Taoist in Dadu City, the XZ leader in the imperial city, and one is... I, Master Qingfeng Xiaodao .

So she came back to Dadu City to find me? ...

There are some things about Qingfeng that are not particularly certain, but only this explanation can explain the purpose of Zhou Zhiruo's trip.

... She is different from others, Zhou Zhiruo knows how powerful she is, she has always known it, she has known it since she was in Hanshui.

Since my debut, I have almost never failed. Zhou Zhiruo has seen my kung fu on the banks of the Hanshui River, outside the Butterfly Valley, and on the Bright Peak.

If someone can rush into Ruyang Palace to snatch Yitian Sword now, then that person must be him.

And different from others, in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, I am a non-feminine figure, Zhu Jiuzhen, Miss Xiao'e, Yan Qianxun, Yang Yiyi... Zhao Min can barely be regarded as one.

So far, there has been no gossip, and as long as I nod, Miejue Shitai will marry her to me.

So if I agree to help her, then at least I won't worry that I will covet her beauty and make some unreasonable demands.

Moreover, my martial arts are already so high, I would not be interested in the secrets of Yitian Sword and Tulong Dao, or even "Wu Mu's Suicide Note".

Because so far, the Southwest League still has not shown a tendency to compete with the Mongols.

Another advantage is that if I help her find the Yitian Sword, what will all the Emei disciples think?
They will think that between Yin Li and Zhou Zhiruo, if I choose Zhou Zhiruo, then if she seduces Zhang Wuji after that, then outsiders will see that the two major forces of Southwest League and Mingjiao are backing her.

Then she could even rely on "Wu Mu's Suicide Note" to become an indispensable figure in Mingjiao.

When Mingjiao ruled the world, Zhang Wuji would rule the world as his emperor.

Zhou Zhiruo was her queen and ruled the entire world.

At that time, Mingjiao, Emei Sect, Wudang Sect and even the Southwest League may be under her control.Who would dare to provoke Zhou Zhiruo at this time?
So if things go on like this, things will get very interesting.

If my guess is correct, should I agree to Zhou Zhiruo's request?What price should she pay for this?

Hehehe, after Zhou Zhiruo arrives, tease her well!Let me see what step she can do for the ambition in her heart?
But before that, I'd better keep an eye on Song Qingshu first, why isn't this kid looking for someone in the metropolis, why is he in a tavern? ...

It turned out that Song Qingshu wandered around the metropolis for several times but couldn't find any trace of Zhou Zhiruo. He was a little disheartened and didn't know what to do next?
I happened to see a tavern in front of me, and remembered that since I came out of the camp of the Wudang Clan, I hadn’t had a drop of water yet, and I was already hungry, so I went into the tavern, ordered a table of wine and food, and ate.

Just after taking two mouthfuls of food, he thought of Zhou Zhiruo again, and instantly felt that the food had lost its color, and the wine had lost its taste.

So he picked up the wine jar and drank several gulps, as if he was going to get drunk.

Seeing that Song Qingshu became drunk and sleepy after a while, Qingfeng secretly sighed, feeling that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he went straight into the tavern

He stretched out his hand and snatched the wine jar that Song Qingshu was about to raise, and said, "I'm having trouble finding the police...Qingfeng, don't waste good food and wine." After finishing speaking, he also took a sip of the wine jar. , Erguotou!

Song Qingshu squinted his eyes to see who was coming, he was a little surprised, and said with a little drunkenness: "Qing...Qingfeng? Why are you here? Did my father send you to take me there? Or did you come to see me specially? the joke?

I... Let me tell you, I won't... Will go back with you!
You... If you come to see my jokes, you should... Just watch it!

Young master... I am not ashamed in front of you once or twice, young master doesn't care! "

"Okay, okay, Zhou Zhiruo just smiled at Zhang Wuji, you're so drunk, if Zhang Wuji marries Zhou Zhiruo, you'd have to kill yourself?

Girl, it's not like you are such a dick, are you interested in learning how to play with me? Qingfeng took another sip of wine and said.

Song Qingshu asked suspiciously: "When did you date a girl, why didn't I know? Who did you date?"

"...That's not the point. The point is, do you want to marry Zhou Zhiruo and make her our sister-in-law?"

Song Qingshu's eyes were shining, he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, his face was full of desire for knowledge.

"A man needs five conditions to attract a woman." Qingfeng coughed intentionally, paused, stretched out five fingers, and counted them one by one.

"That's Pan Lv Deng Xiaoxian.

Pan, that is, Pan An's appearance, you have this, so I won't say more.

Donkey, let’s not talk about this starting point, you can experience it yourself.

Deng, if you want to be as rich as Deng Tong, you can barely meet the standard.

Small, it means well-behaved, that is to please women, at least have a good temper, and you can be regarded as doing just that.

Leisure means having time to spare. Picking up girls requires not only money, but also time. You are not bad for this.

So, as long as you work hard, Zhou Zhiruo will become our sister-in-law sooner or later, come on! "

Song Qingshu muttered the five-character mantra that Qingfeng gave him several times, but still looked at Qingfeng suspiciously and asked: "Are you sure? I always feel that you are lying to me... No, the five words you said Words, that kid Zhang Wuji can do it too.

Although he is not as handsome as I am, beauty is in the eye of the beholder...You kid is playing with me! "

Song Qingshu, who finally came to his senses, angrily called Qingfeng towards Qingfeng.

However, Qingfeng didn't get up to make a gesture, and still sat there, even without looking at Song Qingshu, and still lowered his head to pour the wine, and just turned his head slightly to avoid Song Qingshu's punch.

The meaning of contempt is self-evident, Song Qingshu already has countless grievances in his heart and has nowhere to vent, seeing that Qingfeng doesn't take himself seriously at this time, the resentment is even worse.

Song Qingshu secretly "hummed" in his heart, knowing that his martial arts were much worse than Qingfeng's, so he pulled out the long sword beside the table with his backhand, and turned the long sword into an upright grip in his hand.

In a turn, the sword light flowed, the movement was smooth, and there was a soft sound on the sword.

With just this one hand, it can be seen that Song Qingshu's Wudang swordsmanship has reached a great level, and has formed his own unique style. He is also proficient in this one hand.

Qingfeng and Song Qingshu have known each other since they were young, and they often fight and play like this. He knows that Song Qingshu is very angry at this time, and if he doesn't fight, it may be difficult for him to vent his anger.

So I gossiped and teased him, and when I saw him draw his sword, I knew that my goal had been achieved.

Qingfeng looked at his hand, nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

At the other tables upstairs, there were also some Mongolian warriors and people from the rivers and lakes. Seeing that someone was going to fight, they gathered around to watch the excitement. It was not their turn to participate in the big fight in Wan'an Temple, so Qingfeng was not afraid of revealing his identity here.

When everyone saw Song Qingshu's move, some of them couldn't help admiring softly.

Song Qingshu heard it in his ears, and couldn't help but look a little smug.Pointing the tip of the sword at the tip of Qingfeng's nose who was still sitting, he shouted condescendingly: "Get up and take the move!"

Qingfeng picked up the wine glass filled with wine, looked up at Song Qingshu slightly, and continued to stimulate him: "With your current martial arts, if you can make me leave this table and chair, you will win!" After finishing speaking, he raised his head again and drank A cup of Erguotou.

Song Qingshu couldn't help being furious when he heard the words, laughed a few times instead, and said, "Okay! Since you are so trusting, you can't blame me. Look at the trick!"

After saying that, the long sword in his hand trembled, and there was another whisper.During the shock, the tip of the sword trembled, stabbing from left to right, pointing up and down, although only one stab was made, it was as if dozens of swords had been stabbed.

Under the light, one can only see the sword light lingering, reflecting the light, confusing people's eyes.The shadow of the sword is misty, and the sword is full of cold air.Dozens of swords stabbed out during this move, all pierced Qingfeng's head and face.

Song Qingshu was so angry that he couldn't bear it, and his first move was a killer move.

Seeing this killer move, Qingfeng couldn't help shaking his head secretly, and said in his heart: "It is estimated that the original Song Qingshu had such a crux in his heart, and his mentality was already very abnormal, so he shot madly against Mo Shenggu.

If it wasn't for me this time, but it was still Master Mo who came, I guess it would have returned to the original ending.

Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu, how many disasters can you cause because of this love word? "

Just when the bystanders were worried about Qingfeng, the shadow of the sword suddenly dissipated, and Qingfeng was still sitting there perfectly, holding the empty wine glass in his left hand, while Song Qingshu was tightly clamped between the two fingers of his right hand. The sharp point of the sword.

Song Qing's complexion was very ugly, he stabbed hard, but the sword didn't move at all, and when he pulled back, it didn't move at all, as if it had been cast between Qingfeng's fingers.

He was hesitating whether to abandon the sword or continue to persevere, when he turned his eyes down and saw the dining table in front of him, his heart suddenly moved.

He raised his foot and kicked it up the edge of the table, intending to kick over the dining table and bump into Qingfeng, and the wine and vegetables on the table would also hit him. If Qingfeng didn't want to get his body covered with vegetable juices, he had to dodge with his fingers.

But as soon as he lifted his leg, Qingfeng knew what his intention was.With a slight smile, the inner strength in his fingers burst forth.

But hearing a crisp sound of "bang", Song Qingshu's long sword was broken by his internal force.This force slammed into the past, causing Song Qingshu to fly up and fall backwards involuntarily, and he couldn't kick that kick.

The crowd watching behind them did not want to be bumped into by Song Qingshu, so they stepped aside one after another.

Qingfeng threw away the half-truncated sword held between the two fingers of his right hand, put down the wine glass in his left hand, and picked up the jug with his right hand to pour wine into the glass.

But he raised his head and smiled at the pale Song Qingshu, shook his head lightly, and said, "You lost!"

Although Qingfeng didn't use his eyes to see the pouring of the wine, he listened with his ears.Hearing the sound of the wine glass being filled, he immediately straightened the wine pot to stop and placed it on the table.

Pick up the wine glass, hold it in front of your eyes and see, no more, no less, just full.Qingfeng was very satisfied with the glass of wine he poured without looking at it, and smiled again.

Song Qingshu was hit by Qingfeng's internal force just now, and his heart was already hurt.Although it is not heavy, it is not light either. There is some pain in the chest, qi and blood are surging and floating, and the inner force is not running smoothly. I dare not use the inner force for a while, and I need to wait for it to calm down slowly.

So he wanted to do it again, but he couldn't do it for a while, fearing that if he did it in vain, he would hurt his internal energy even more.

Although I was not angry in my heart, I had no choice but to admit it.At that moment, he snorted heavily, threw the half-broken sword in his hand, sat down angrily, and drank a glass of wine on his own. Although he lost the fight, the resentment in his heart dissipated a lot.

Seeing that there was no more fun to watch, the others all returned to their seats, chatting and drinking.

This tavern has been open in the capital city for some years, and there were fights and troubles from time to time, and the shopkeeper had already seen it. Anyway, he only broke a sword and did not smash the tables and chairs, so he let them go.

"How is it? Do you know the difference between yourself and Zhang Wuji now?"

"Where is the difference? Isn't it because he is a little better than me now? It's because he is lucky that he can perfectly fit with the Nine Suns Scripture, so he can become the leader of Mingjiao?
But my Wudang school's kung fu is about accumulation and accumulation, and sooner or later my kung fu will surpass him.And I, Song Qingshu, can also become the head teacher of the Wudang Sect. "

Qingfeng shook his head and said: "No, although you are all the sons of Wudang Seven Heroes, people will point to Zhang Cuishan and say: Look, that is the father of Mingjiao who advocates Wuji, and people will point to you and say: Look, that is Wudang sect The son of the head teacher Song Yuanqiao, the grandson of Zhang Sanfeng!"