Blue Book Tribulation Phoenix

Not only did Wuji come back safely, but he also practiced peerless martial arts. It had been a long time since Wudang had such a festive event, and the reception banquet that night was very sumptuous.

Zhang Zhenren and the Six Heroes of Wudang sat at the main table, and Zhang Wuji, as the protagonist, was naturally at the main table.He originally wanted Qing Shu to accompany him, but Qing Shu's obedient disposition hadn't changed at all, he only said that there should be no disorder and disobedience, so even though Song Yuanqiao agreed, he still sat with three generations of disciples.

This time, Wuji did not stalk him like he did when he was a child, but followed Qingshu's will: "Since senior brother has decided so, then Wuji will not force it, although it is a bit regrettable."

Mo Qixia finally had his two nephews back, he was happy and smiled happily.I was happy that I drank too much wine, and because I was a little drunk, I even recognized Zhang Wuji as Zhang Cuishan.The two brothers had the best relationship back then, Mo Shenggu patted Wuji on the shoulder, and joked with him shoulder to shoulder.Everyone knew that he was drunk, no one cared, they just laughed it off.

On the second seats opposite the main table, there are several senior disciples of the Six Heroes of Wudang sitting with Qing Shu.Ke Zhao chose a seat facing Mo Shenggu and sat down, watching his every move.Seeing him being so "intimate" with Wuji, he was so angry that tears were about to burst out. He poked the bowl fiercely with his chopsticks, and ate so hard, as if he had a grudge against the rice.

In fact, after eating a few mouthfuls of Ke Zhao, he wanted to leave the banquet, but the senior brother was sitting next to him two or three people away, and he would teach him how to be unruly when he left the banquet, and he didn’t know what the master would do when he left. What's the matter, it's more reassuring to stare at it.Biting the chopsticks and holding his breath, he cursed in his heart: "I knew it! I knew it would be good for them to come back." The pretty face wrinkled: "Master, why do you always jump on Wuji?! Obviously I It's easier to pounce!"

Out of the corner of Song Qingshu's eyes, he saw Ke Zhao. After several years of hard work, he found that Ke Zhao was a bit too domineering towards the Seventh Master Uncle, as if he wanted to take his master as his own.Qing Shu frowned, no matter how much he hoped for Master's attention, it's too late.He looked at Ke Zhao bitterly and said: "Junior Brother Ke, since you don't want to eat, then don't eat, you go down first."

Ke Zhao swallowed his anger, and replied respectfully: "Yes." He left the hall with his hands and feet, and started running wildly as soon as he went out, and his heart to go home to enjoy the blessings became active again.Back in the dormitory, he packed his things, squatted on the bed with his limp luggage in his arms, and sat in a daze: "Could it be that Master likes Zhang Wuji?"

Leaving the luggage aside, Ke Zhao rolled up his sleeves while thinking.Looking at his white jade and tender lotus root-like arms, and recalling Zhang Wuji's strong and powerful muscles, he was deeply distressed.Throwing on the bed and beating the pillow: "Master, your hobby--you're too embarrassing for me!"

The dinner party that day was so lively that it took a long time for everyone to leave, and Wuji was very happy to reunite after a long absence, but no matter how happy he was, he would never forget the business.In the past, Qing Shu was strict with himself and seldom touched alcohol, but today he was given two or three extra glasses by a few juniors under the pretext of excuses. He was weak and was escorted back to his room before the banquet was over.

Now that Qingshu is not around, Wuji is more likely to act.When he returned to the room, Qing Shu was still dead drunk on the bed, and tentatively called twice: "Senior Brother? A chair is placed next to his bed, and it is convenient to take care of him by sitting there.

Xu was drunk and uncomfortable, Qing Shu opened his mouth as if about to vomit.Wuji hurriedly said: "Brother, bear with me a little bit, I'll find a basin to catch up with." He made a mistake in his busy schedule, how could he reason with a drunk person.

When Wuji left and no one cared about him, Qing Shu tilted his head and secretly vomited a little on the pillow.The remaining sliver of consciousness let him know that he had done something wrong, so he took off the hair crown and put it on, covering the dirt, pretending that nothing happened.He vomited well and went to sleep himself.

Wuji came back with the basin buried in the sand, found that there was something extra on the pillow, and picked up the hair crown, he really couldn't laugh or cry.He took the spare pillow and changed it for Qing Shu, letting him rest quietly.Take the dirty things by yourself and scrub them carefully.To say that Wudang also lacks this thing, Qingshu is also a clean freak.But Wuji knew that these two things were different from the others.That pillow was what Qing Shu had been used to since he was a child, and the hair crown was a gift from the Seventh Martial Uncle, who was very precious.

After finishing all these, Qing Shu was completely asleep, so Wuji tiptoedly took out the written letter from under his pillow.

The blue dove in the loft saw him very kindly, it had been with him for so long, Wuji missed this pretty little guy very much, took out a candied apricot for him to eat, then put the letter in the letter box, carried it its right foot.

The moonlight was shining, and the shadows of the trees hit Wuji's face, leaving mottled spots.A young flower floated in front of him from the top of the tree with the wind, Wuji grabbed it as it was an eyesore, and crushed the delicate flower: "Zhiruo, Wuji is looking forward to meeting you! "

On Mount Emei, you don't want Wudang to be so peaceful, with three women playing a show, not to mention that nine out of ten people in Emei are women, and one tenth of the men are not even qualified to watch the show.

"I beseech master to be the master. Junior sister Zhou Zhiruo just watched me practice martial arts. She is not qualified to watch the kung fu you taught me. She dared to steal it. You must punish her severely." Ding Minjun looked reasonable. With an unforgiving face, he said angrily.

Zhou Zhiruo knelt beside her, and defended Miejue Shitai: "Master, Senior Sister, she misunderstood. I was just looking at the flowers in the yard. You said the day before yesterday that the big white peony was not good, so I went to see if there is any cure. Zhiruo didn't see her senior sister, let alone see her practice sword."

Ever since Zhiruo showed her talent for learning martial arts, even if she didn't try to curry favor with her, she was deeply loved by Mrs Miejue, but with her favor came the envy and frame-up of her seniors and sisters.Zhiruo, if there is someone beside her who can cry and cry, maybe she can have a sustenance in her heart, but she is an orphan with no father, no mother, no brothers, and no brothers. Couldn't help arguing with him.

At first she backed down with humiliation, but then even the sisters with whom she had the best relationship were jealous and spoke ill of her behind her back.Sadly, I ran to the water's edge, and I was crying in the water.She originally wanted to commit suicide by throwing herself into the water, but seeing her reflection of her natural beauty against the bright moon in the water, Zhiruo suddenly became enlightened.

The depression of inferiority complex caused by the difficulty of integrating into everyone, when the last straw fell, the other side of her nature was opened.She wants everyone's attention and approval, and she will do anything to get it.The plan that Wuji entrusted to her at the beginning has now become her own plan. "Wait until the day I become the head, and see if any of you dare not follow me."

Back in the room, after a day of intrigue was over, she slumped on a chair tiredly and took a break.After closing her eyes and resting her mind, she cheered up again, and picked out the clothes to be worn tomorrow from the closet. The incense was soaked through, ironed and neatly placed on the shelf.

She knew she was beautiful, enviably beautiful.What they fear and envy are their own advantages, and she just wants to show them off and never hide them.It was her appearance that made Miejue Shitai pay more attention to this former fisherman.Among the disciples, she is like a proud peacock mixed with pheasants, dazzling and dazzling.

After getting everything ready, Zhiruo sat at the table, recalling the sword skills she saw today, but unfortunately she was discovered later, and she didn't see the last two moves, but she memorized all the previous moves without missing a single move.

She was repeating the sword move twice in her mind, when the fluttering sound disturbed her.Some opened their eyes angrily, and who is playing tricks on themselves. "This pigeon? Ah, could it be!" She took out the letter from the bamboo tube. "The injury is healed, it's back, four days, rosin." Zhiruo remembered these eight words in her heart, and burned the letter.

Early the next morning, she went to ask her master for leave and asked for permission to go to Wudang.Ding Minjun looked contemptuous, and junior sister Bei Jinyi also seemed to have stuffed her teeth with cold water.Ding Minjun said sarcastically: "I haven't got engaged yet, but I'm running to other people all day long. If I'm really in such a hurry, I might as well get married quickly. You're still pushing and pushing all day long. What do you want to wait for? "

Zhou Zhiruo blushed with anger, and ignored her. When talking to this kind of person, she became more and more confused as soon as she spoke to her.She waited quietly for the master's answer, although her heart was burning with anxiety, she still looked calm, as if she was just invited to hang out.

With the matter of Ji Xiaofu, Juejue always felt sorry for Wudang, if Zhiruo could marry over, it would help Emei save some face.Besides, Qingshu is also a good person, and the elders are happy to see this pair of handsome and handsome juniors tie the knot.Zhiruo took the initiative to ask, how could she not agree: "Go ahead. Be careful on the road. Jingxu, you go to the cashier to pay some taels, and give it to Zhiruo Lulu pocket money."

Running all the way, Zhiruo arrived at the Rosin Inn at the foot of Wudang Mountain in four days.

Xiao Er looked at the sword in her hand, and said with Xiaoxin: "Girl, are you sharpening or staying at the bar?"

Zhou Zhiruo lifted up the veil covering her face again, making sure her face was covered before saying, "Look for someone."

"Yes, someone came this morning to tell him that he is in the Tianzi No. [-] room, and I will take you there right away."

Zhiruo swung her sword horizontally: "No need, I'll go by myself."

Xiao Er wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Yes, yes, please, go up the stairs and turn right to the innermost room. There is a sign on the door, so you can see it at a glance."

Zhou Zhiruo walked up to the second floor step by step, the further she went in, the faster her heart beat.Slowly pushing open the door, Zhang Wuji, who was in Yushu Linfeng with a handsome face, smiled at himself with a glass of wine: "Zhiruo, do you miss me?"

Zhou Zhiruo took off her veil with trembling hands to reveal her face. Her long-standing wish came true, but she couldn't believe it: "It's really you, Brother Wuji, are you still alive?"

Wuji held her hand with a fan, and caressed his handsome face with delicate fingertips.The warmth made Zhiruo withdraw her hand shyly.

Although Zhou Zhiruo was very happy to see him, she still said worriedly: "Brother Wuji, why did you ask me to come here? Why don't we meet in Wudang? If the master finds out that I am with you, then what is planned But just..."

Wuji stopped her and asked her straightforwardly: "What's the matter with you and Song Qingshu?"

Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sweet smile: "I still think you don't have me in your heart, you are willing to eat his jealousy for me, and Zhiruo will give you this life from now on."

Although Wuji was impatient, he still pretended to be jealous in order to catch her words: "What is the relationship between you two, why does he hate me because of you?"

Zhou Zhiruo shyly said: "We are innocent, we have nothing to do with each other. It is just that Master brought me to see him a few times when he went to Wudang. Although we have met each other, except for greeting each other, I just talk to him. After a few quarrels, it is even more impossible for him to be misunderstood by any indecent behavior."

Hearing what she said, Wuji felt relieved, it seemed that it was just the brother's unrequited love.Why hurt brotherhood because of a woman?If he had made it clear early on, it would be okay for him to give Zhou Zhiruo to him when the big event happened in the future.But now, I changed my mind, instead of coaxing him with a woman, I might as well possess him directly.

Wuji held Zhou Zhiruo's hand and said to her, "This is what I want to ask, you can go back. Remember to play it by ear and be careful in everything."

Zhiruo shyly leaned against him and said, "I know, don't worry about me. You have to be careful yourself, and I'm not here, so don't think about other girls in your heart, or I won't depend on you."

Wuji looked at her tenderly and said, "You know, I won't." With his assurance, Zhou Zhiruo left contentedly.Looking at her disappearing back outside the window, Zhang Wuji said the rest of the words: "I don't think about other girls, even you are not in my heart. What I have in my heart is only unrevenged revenge and unresolved hatred."