Snow Color

Zhiruo smiled and responded gently, "Qingshu, why are you so polite? Our friendship doesn't need to be mentioned. We should help each other. Besides, the prescription can help Uncle Six, which is the best destination for it. As for visiting Wudang Mountain, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"And Qingshu, I will always be with you. After this matter is over, we will travel around the world and become a pair of chivalrous lovers."

After hearing this, Song Qingshu was even more moved. He held Zhou Zhiruo's hand tightly and said with emotion: "Zhiruo, you are always so considerate. Having you by my side is the greatest happiness of my life. When this storm is over, I will definitely make it up to you and take you to see the magnificent scenery of Wudang Mountain."

Zhiruo's eyes sparkled with joy and she nodded, expressing her anticipation for that day. At this moment, the breeze blew gently and the sun shone on them, as if witnessing this deep friendship.

It didn't take long for them to find out where the people from various sects were imprisoned. Then, Song Yuanqiao from Wudang Sect led his disciples and Zhang Wuji to rescue them. Zhou Zhiruo cleverly set a small trap here to slow down Zhao Min's speed of coming here.

In the end, as expected in the plot, Zhang Wuji successfully obtained the antidote through Fan Yao and rescued the people from various major sects. After this battle, although people still have some prejudices against the Ming Cult, their ideas have changed and they are no longer as hostile as before.

Zhou Zhiruo did not get involved in what happened afterwards. After returning to Wudang Mountain, she focused on the little rabbit that had been smeared with the ointment and closely observed its recovery. When she saw that the little rabbit's condition was gradually getting better, proving that the medicine was effective, she used it on Yin Liting without hesitation. Seeing the severe pain that Yin Liting endured when his bones were adjusted, he bit his lips tightly and tried not to say a word. Zhou Zhiruo could not help but admire the tenacity of the Sixth Hero Yin.

The most difficult case was the situation of Yu Dayan, Yu Sanxia. His bones had already healed and formed. If he wanted to completely heal them, he had to smash all the dislocated bones and reposition them. However, this was tantamount to experiencing the excruciating pain of having his bones smashed again! After hearing the news, Yu Dayan agreed without much hesitation - because for him, as long as he could stand up again and move freely like a normal person in the future, he would not be afraid even if he had to endure such great pain!

Zhiruo had been patiently waiting until the two of them had recovered from their injuries. She had been staying in Wudang Mountain for a long time and now wanted to go home: she missed her father at home and longed to go out and explore the world. So she decided to go home to visit Zhou's father first, and then embark on her own journey.

Song Qingshu hoped to leave this place with Zhiruo. Now that all matters on the mountain have been dealt with, he is full of beautiful visions of traveling around the world with Zhiruo.

Song Yuanqiao nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed to Qingshu's request. Over the past few days, he has been quietly observing the interaction between Miss Zhou and Qingshu, and he already knows that the feelings between the two are gradually growing. He knows that the power of love can make people grow and become strong, so he is quite supportive of Qingshu's travel this time.

Although Song Yuanqiao had not witnessed Miss Zhou's martial arts many times, from her occasional temperament and aura, he could infer that this woman had unique skills and extraordinary abilities. What was even more valuable was that Miss Zhou was kind-hearted and had a good character, which was undoubtedly her most dazzling feature.

Thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao could not help but nod secretly, with a slight smile on his face, revealing a hint of appreciation. He knew that Qingshu would benefit greatly from this journey with Miss Zhou. This journey would not only help the two of them to warm up their relationship, but also allow them to have a deeper understanding and greater breakthroughs in the martial arts.

Afterwards, Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo both bid farewell to the people of Wudang Sect. Zhou Zhiruo turned her head to look at Song Qingshu beside her, smiled sweetly, jumped lightly on the horse's back, waved the whip in her hand, and drove the horse away. Her laughter, as sweet as a silver bell, floated in the wind: "Qingshu, I'm one step ahead, you hurry up and catch up with me!"

Zhiruo's face was like a blooming spring flower, she was full of smiles and extremely happy. "Go..." Song Qingshu stared at Zhiruo's actions, heard her crisp laughter, his eyes were full of doting, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he turned over and mounted the horse, waved the whip, and chased after the beauty he had been thinking about.

The two of them traveled along the way, chatting and laughing, enjoying the magnificent scenery of the rivers and lakes. Zhiruo always had a deep longing for her father in her heart, so she and Song Qingshu did not delay too much time on the road.

Finally, they arrived at Zhiruo's hometown. As soon as she stepped into the house, Zhiruo couldn't wait to shout loudly: "Dad, I'm back!" Her voice revealed the joy and excitement of reunion after a long absence.

At this moment, Zhou's father, who was busy in the yard, suddenly heard a familiar and kind voice - it was the call of his long-lost daughter! He stood up straight, his face full of surprise and joy, and his eyes eagerly looked towards the door. Then, he took a step and walked quickly towards where Zhiruo was.

When he saw his real daughter, tears flashed in Zhou's eyes, but a relieved smile hung on the corners of his mouth. He asked with concern: "Zhiruo, have you been well these days?" Zhiruo couldn't help but burst into tears. She nodded vigorously and responded: "Dad, my daughter is fine, but I miss you too much..."

Zhiruo carefully put the things she had brought for Zhou's father on the ground and said softly, "Dad, look, these are the new clothes, roast duck and exquisite pastries I bought for you!"

Hearing his daughter's voice, Zhou's father walked up to Zhiruo and looked at her carefully, his eyes full of concern and love. After confirming that Zhiruo was safe, his heart finally settled down. Then, his eyes fell on the strange man next to Zhiruo, and an inexplicable premonition suddenly surged in his heart, so he asked:

"Zhiruo, who is this...?"

The man stepped forward, bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, uncle. My name is Song Qingshu. I am honored to visit you today. Please take care of me!"

Zhiruo smiled slightly and pulled Zhou's father into the house. Song Qingshu followed closely behind with gifts in hand and placed the items properly according to Zhiruo's instructions.

After the three of them sat down, Zhou's father began to ask about Song Qingshu's situation. Song Qingshu did not dare to neglect and answered Zhou's father's questions in detail, with sincerity and frankness in his words. Zhou's father listened silently, and the more he listened, the more he liked the young man in front of him - not only was he handsome and elegant, but he was also polite to others; what was even more valuable was that Song Qingshu's eyes never left Zhiruo for a moment from beginning to end. Whenever Zhiruo made a move, he would immediately step forward to help take care of her. It seems that this person treats Zhiruo with sincerity.

After a conversation, Father Zhou was quite satisfied with Song Qingshu. After all, in his eyes, whether a man is worthy of entrusting his life to others depends not only on his appearance, but also on his character and temperament. From the current observation, Song Qingshu undoubtedly has these advantages. Thinking of this, Father Zhou could not help but nod secretly, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.