Since the incident of Zhou Zhiruo turning into the second generation of the extermination family had already been destroyed by Wang Ye, then the existence of Song Qingshu, this dispensable clown, wasn't that important anymore.
"Follow me." King turned around and chased after the two of them.
"Let's go, little girl. Cry. Did they bully you?”Zhao Min's fierce expression had changed when she faced Zhou Zhiruo in the past. She asked gently.
" No. That senior brother from Wudang Sect wanted to force me to marry him, but I didn't agree. That disciple from Beggar's Sect also wanted to marry him…" Zhou Zhiruo's small face instantly turned red.
In this day and age, marriage seemed to be a difficult and embarrassing thing for any girl.
"Don't you like him?" Zhao Min stepped forward and sized up Zhou Zhiruo curiously.
"Or do you like your big brother Wuji?”Zhao Min held back her smile.
" No, no, Miss Zhao, don't talk nonsense. Master has ordered me to bring this generation of Emei disciples to greater heights. I've already sworn that I won't get married, and I won't be nostalgic for the mortal world. I can only devote myself to Emei…" Zhou Zhiruo muttered to herself.
"There are some things that you can't do just because others tell you to. Take your Emei for example. After the death of the Abbess Annihilation, Emei is no longer as glorious as it was in the past. Even if the Abbess Annihilation was still alive, with the strength of your disciples, I'm afraid the result would be the same.”
Zhao Min sighed and shook her head.
Who didn't grow up under the finger-pointing of others? Who didn't live in a puppet that needed others to point the way for them to advance?
As a girl, she felt that Zhou Zhiruo had given her too many restrictions.
A girl who could have lived such a good life, but she had to ruin herself to look like she had no desires.
The difference between her and Wang Ye was that although Wang Ye had a pure appearance, he would also curse when he was angry. When he was happy, he could drink until he didn't wake up at all.
Zhou Zhiruo's expression was the same when she was happy. When she was unhappy, her expression was still the same. Was there any difference between her and Priestess Annihilation?
To be alive and become someone else's replica, how sad.
……
" Seventh Uncle!"
Seeing the sharp sword in his hand stabbing into Mo Shenggu's chest without any hesitation, Song Qingshu sucked in a breath of cold air and opened his mouth in fear.
Beside him, Chen Youliang had appeared out of nowhere. With a smile on his face, he looked at the sharp sword in Song Qingshu's hand, which was stabbing straight into the chest of Mo Shenggu, who he had poisoned.
Everything was as he had expected. Everything was developing according to the plot.
"Impudent!"
"How could Wudang have such a good-for-nothing!”
"Get lost!"
Whoosh!
A bright red wild mountain flower petal floated down from the void and struck the sword in Song Qingshu's hand. The petal, which contained immense power, instantly broke the sword and dropped it to the ground.
The person stepped on the void and flew for a few meters. Then, he gently landed beside Mo Sheng Valley.
He helped Mo Shenggu, the seventh hero of Wudang Sect, up from the ground."" I sent a letter to Wudang this time, and Wudang sent a hundred disciples to help me rescue the victims. Those people were unknown in Wudang Mountain and could have continued to live leisurely. However, they came to help out of respect for me. For example, this Mo Qixia…"
"And you, kid?"
"What have you done for Wudang Sect in your life?”
"You were born as the precious son of Great Swordsman Song and have been used to being arrogant and domineering since you were young. Do you really think that the position of Wudang Sect Master will fall into your hands without my appearance? "Let me tell you, any ordinary disciple from Wudang Mountain today, even if it's an errand boy, would be far better than you, Song Qingshu, to take over the position of Wudang Sect Master!”
"You, alive, are a piece of trash!”
Pa!
A vicious slap came from the direction of the person who spoke.
Song Qingshu looked in front of him in confusion. He was sent flying, and only then did he react in pain. He lay on the ground in fear, his eyes clouded.
"Elder Chen, save me! " Elder Chen…" He looked in the direction where his companion should be. However, when he looked over, Chen Youliang had unknowingly turned around and ran away!
Chen Youliang had met Wang Ye on Spirit Snake Island. At that time, he had brought a group of super experts who could sweep through the entire Chinese server's martial arts world.?
However, the other party had only touched Zhao Min a little, and they had almost all been wiped out.
Right now, he and Song Qingshu were no match for that Daoist.
If he didn't run, would he stay there and wait for death?
" Daoist Priest, I was wrong, Daoist Priest, I was wrong, Daoist Priest…" Song Qingshu quickly reacted and tugged at Wang Ye's pants.
"Zhiruo, look, this person looks like a dog.! Hehehe." Zhao Min's voice came from the direction where Wang Ye came from.
Accompanied by the sound of two light footsteps, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min also arrived beside everyone.
When Song Qingshu heard Zhou Zhiruo's name, he instantly stopped his actions of begging for mercy. He wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes and sat on the ground with a flushed face. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.
"Brother Qing Shu, let's go back to Wudang. It's impossible for us to go back with Seventh Uncle.”Zhou Zhiruo clenched her pink fists tightly. She didn't know what Zhao Min had taught her when she came, but she mustered up her courage and said it.
" Zhiruo…why don't you like me…" When Song Qingshu heard this, tears started to fall from the corners of his eyes again.
" Because…" Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly.
"Because what you have for her is not love, but crazy possessiveness. You want her very much, very much…but, then what? What should you do after you get her? Becoming the leader of Beggar's Sect? Hahahaha, and as a Wudang traitor? How could she follow such a useless trash man!”
The King let out a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.
Song Qingshu.
In the words of the people of his previous world, he was a bootlicker.
He would lick the dog until he had nothing.
He was referring to Song Qingshu himself, who had obtained nothing in the end.
Unfortunately, there was no such word in this era. They could only be described as 'so infatuated' to describe their bootlickers.
"I, I didn't think of that…I just wanted to protect her.”Song Qingshu lowered his head. He no longer had the face to look at Zhou Zhiruo's pure and flawless gaze.
"With her current strength, even ten of you are no match for her. What do you have to protect her?”
"Listen to my advice. Go back and let your grandmaster teach you martial arts and how to behave…How can a Wudang disciple be so cowardly?”
King also took two steps back, giving Song Qingshu another chance to choose.
Song Qingshu.
He was the son of Song Yuanqiao, the third generation disciple that Wudang Mountain was most proud of.
If he hadn't met Zhou Zhiruo in this lifetime, he might very well have become the sect leader of a certain generation in Wudang Sect.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest…I've thought it through. I won't leave the mountain after I go up the mountain this time. I'll stay in Wudang Sect for the rest of my life to accompany Grandmaster in his cultivation. I've done too many wrong things in this life, but…they're all a joke, hahahahaha.”
Song Qingshu's face was pale. He staggered to his feet, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
"A man can't go through any hardships. Be a man.”The corners of King's mouth twitched in disdain, as if he had forgotten that someone had pinched his ear and pointed at him.
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