Wuxia: My Song Qingshu, Fenghua peerless!

Zhou Zhiruo?

This is my future daughter-in-law?

Song Qingshu was immediately stunned, and couldn’t help but glance at the girl in front of him carefully.

Ice muscle jade bone, red lips and white teeth, a pair of eyes full of autumn waves, Chu Chu moving.

Especially at this time, it seems that there are still palpitations, and there is a bit of timid fear in his eyes, which makes people unconsciously feel pity.

At the same time, Zhou Zhiruo’s information also appeared.

Zhou Zhiruo

Age: Eleven.

Martial arts: Emei Jiuyang Gong, Emei Sword Technique.

Cultivation talent: the best.

“How did you end up in these hands?”

After making sure that the little girl in front of him was Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu immediately asked.

“I… I missed my mother and wanted to go down the mountain to worship, but the first time I went down the mountain and didn’t know the way, I was caught by these bad guys! ”

Zhou Zhiruo immediately replied pitifully, as if remembering the previous encounter, and suddenly burst into tears again.

“Those bad guys are dead, don’t be afraid! Brother, this will send you back to the mountain. ”

As Song Qingshu said, he turned over on the horse, reached out and grabbed Zhou Zhiruo’s small hand, and pulled him onto the horse’s back.

At first, Zhou Zhiruo did not dare to get too close to Song Qingshu.

But helplessly, the horse’s back was bumpy, and she also had to hold Song Qingshu’s waist.

“Big brother, are you really the white-clothed gun god Song Qingshu?”

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo found that Song Qingshu was indeed not a bad person, and he was finally not as scared as before, and remembered the conversation between those bandits and Song Qingshu.

It seems that this big brother in front of him is the white-clothed gun god who is often hung on the lips of senior sisters, Song Qingshu, who is all dancing when he says it.

“Huh? Have you heard my name? ”

Song Qingshu couldn’t help but be a little surprised, but he didn’t expect that even Zhou Zhiruo knew his name.

“Uh-huh! Zhiruo often heard several senior sisters mention the name of the big brother, they said that the big brother specializes in killing evil sects and crooked ways, is a hero, is a good person! ”

Zhou Zhiruo immediately nodded and said.

“Is that so?”

Song Qingshu immediately understood, probably Emei’s disciple went down the mountain and heard the rumors in the rivers and lakes, which reached Zhou Zhiruo’s ears.

“Then can Zhiruo call the big brother Brother Qingshu in the future?”

Zhou Zhiruo asked cautiously at this time.

“Yes!”

……

It wasn’t far before it was dark.

“You rest, and continue tomorrow morning.”

The night road is not good, Song Qingshu directly built a bonfire, meditated cross-legged on the spot, and said to Zhou Zhiruo.

“Whoosh~”

At this time, a wolf howl was heard in the distance.

“Brother Qingshu, I’m afraid!”

Zhou Zhiruo immediately shrunk into a ball of fright, and unconsciously leaned towards Song Qingshu.

“Don’t worry, I’ll guard here!”

“I’m not even afraid of bandits, how can I be afraid of a few evil wolves?”

“You can sleep in peace!”

Song Qingshu immediately smiled relieved and comforted Zhou Zhiruo.

“Uh-huh!”

Hearing Song Qingshu’s words, Zhou Zhiruo immediately felt a lot relieved, perhaps too tired, answered twice, hugged Song Qingshu’s arm, leaned on Song Qingshu’s shoulder, and slept deeply.

Maybe it’s too insecure, like being afraid that Song Qingshu will leave him alone, even if he is asleep, he will hold Song Qingshu’s arm and refuse to let go for a moment.

Song Qingshu smiled helplessly, so he immediately turned away to Pure Yang Wujigong and cultivated.

Immersed in cultivation, time flies quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the sky turned white.

“Hmm~”

At the same time, Zhou Zhiruo opened her sleepy eyes and stretched out.

Then, he hugged Song Qingshu’s arm greedily and pillowed his head on Song Qingshu’s shoulder.

“This sleep, sleep so comfortable! Brother Qingshu, can I sleep for a while? ”

After a while, I closed my eyes again, and I didn’t know whether to talk in a dream or pretend to be a dream.

When Song Qingshu saw Zhou Zhiruo’s cute appearance, he couldn’t help but smile, so he let her go.

After tea time, Zhou Zhiruo finally woke up again, perhaps a little embarrassed, but this time she immediately wiped the corners of her mouth and stood up.

“I’m awake, Brother Qingshu, let’s go!”

Song Qingshu immediately got up, the two got on the horse, and not long after, they arrived at the town at the foot of Mount Emei.

“Brother Qingshu, I want to buy some sacrifices and worship my mother.”

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly opened her big watery eyes and looked at Song Qingshu, wanting to ask Song Qingshu’s opinion.

“Okay, I’ll go with you!”

Song Qingshu immediately nodded, worried that Zhou Zhiruo was in danger, so he planned to join Zhou Zhiruo.

“That’s great! Thank you Brother Qingshu! ”

Seeing Song Qingshu nodding, Zhou Zhiruo was immediately overjoyed, and immediately walked to a small stall on the side of the street.

Looking at all kinds of strange things on the stall, Zhou Zhiruo was curious and delighted.

After lingering on the sugar gourd in the vendor’s hand for a while, he touched the copper coin around his waist and found that the money was not enough.

In the end, I could only pick some random fruits or something as sacrifices.

Song Qingshu immediately stepped forward, took out a few copper coins, and threw them into the arms of the vendor.

“I want this sugar gourd!”

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