Then she came to the bed and sat down, but she was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was also behind her. She suddenly said with an unhappy face, "What are you doing here? Your bed is over there. "
Song Qingshu's smile was a little strange. He sat down on the bed and said, "I want to sleep on this bed."
Zhou Zhiruo was a little angry in her heart, but she thought he was pitiful enough, so she stood up and said, "Then I will sleep on the floor."
"No, no, I want to sleep with you." Song Qingshu laughed even more happily.
"You!" Zhou Zhiruo wondered what was wrong with him. She raised her hand and wanted to give him a slap, but suddenly her eyes darkened.
"My wife, how is the taste of my Tendon Weakening Powder?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought of the cup of tea he handed over just now. She was shocked and whispered, "Song Qingshu, are you crazy?"
"I am crazy?" Song Qingshu smiled strangely, "I am indeed crazy, but I still pretend that I don't know anything."
Zhou Zhiruo turned pale with fright. "You know everything? Impossible, you are not … "
"Wasn't my acupoint hit?" Song Qingshu stroked her smooth face with his hand and said unhurriedly, "Fortunately, God has eyes. I woke up by chance. Later, I was prepared and spat out all the Tendon Weakening Powder you prepared. Then I saw the ugly scene of you two."
"Song Qingshu! What do you want? "Being touched by him, Zhou Zhiruo felt her scalp tingling.
"Such a beautiful scene, and we are husband and wife. What do you think I want?" Song QingShu began to unbutton her collar. One button, another button, and another. He deliberately undid them slowly, very slowly.
"Song Qingshu, don't you dare!" Seeing her clothes being undone bit by bit, Zhou Zhiruo blushed and raised her eyebrows as she berated.
"I'm your husband. What's wrong with letting you do your duty as a wife?" Song Qingshu finally undid the outer restraints and admired the light pink undergarment inside. "Oh, it's even embroidered with mandarin ducks."
"Song Qingshu, I will definitely kill you!" Feeling a chill in her chest, Zhou Zhiruo thought of the nightmare that was about to come, and she trembled with anger.
"Die under the peony flower." It's worth it. " Song Qingshu held her shoulders and helped her up. The bun on her head was loosened, and her fine black hair scattered on her snow-white skin. That beauty made Song Qingshu's breath involuntarily stop.
"Qing Shu, can you let me go? You used to be so good to me, why are you doing this now?" Seeing that she couldn't threaten Song Qingshu at all, Zhou Zhiruo became more and more flustered and couldn't help begging in a low voice.
"When I think of your lust, the late revenge.
The previous Song Qingshu is already dead. " Song Qingshu said coldly. With a pull of his finger, the knot on the back of her neck was untied, and the pink undergarment silently fell to the waist.
"You misunderstood …" Zhou Zhiruo tried to explain.
"Misunderstood?" Song Qingshu sneered, "I saw it with my own eyes. What misunderstanding is there? Don't talk nonsense, it will only make me look down on you."
"There's nothing between me and him!" Knowing that all explanations were futile, Zhou Zhiruo painfully closed her eyes, and drops of clear tears fell from the corner of her eyes.
"So sweet!" Song Qingshu raised his head from her chest. Feeling that the time was right, he untied her belt and leaned on it.
"Zhiruo, although you refuse me verbally, your body's reaction is exactly the opposite." Song Qingshu raised his finger that was covered with shiny things and shook it in front of Zhou Zhiruo.
"Shameless!" Zhou Zhiruo felt very embarrassed at this moment. She hated her body's reaction and said coldly, "You feel pain when you are bitten by a dog. Does it mean that you like being bitten by a dog?"
"You can call me a bad guy, just like how you call Zhang Wuji." Hearing him mention Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo felt a pain in her heart. Knowing that she was no longer innocent, her mind went blank.
Song Qingshu moved on her body for the time it took for a joss stick to burn. Recalling the lingering fragrance in her mouth, he searched for her mouth.
Zhou Zhiruo tried hard to dodge, not letting him succeed. She said fiercely, "Although I have no inner force, I will bite it off!"
"If you dare to bite it, I will hang it on the city gate and let everyone in the world admire the delicate body of Sect Leader Emei." Song Qingshu smiled a little coldly.
"As soon as Zhou Zhiruo opened her mouth, she was taken advantage of by him. For a moment, she really didn't dare to bite it. She let out a humiliated moan.
Zhou Zhiruo silently endured the other party's outrageous behavior on her body. Finally, Song Qingshu lay on her body and didn't move. His thing was left in her body. Zhou Zhiruo resisted the feeling of disgust and secretly gathered the scattered True Qi.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu looked down and saw the blood on the bed. He said in shock, "Why … why are you still a …"
Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with hatred. She bit her lips and didn't say a word.
Now that things had come to this, Song Qingshu was ecstatic. After resting for a while, his soft and delicate body quickly felt again. However, he wasn't in a hurry to continue. Instead, he took out a dagger and gestured at Zhou Zhiruo's neck, "Zhiruo, I know that you will definitely kill me after you recover your martial arts. I have to make the first move to gain the upper hand."
Zhou Zhiruo was startled. Her zhenqi, which had just started to show signs of dissipating, dispersed in all directions.
Suddenly, she realized that since the other party had understood this point, as long as he had a normal IQ, he really wouldn't let her go. Thinking of this, she became calm, "If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want to take this opportunity to threaten me to promise not to pursue this matter, then that's a fool's dream. Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go."
"Fine, I'll give you a chance to take revenge," Song Qingshu smiled strangely, "I know that you were trying hard to recover your martial arts. I also feel that it's a pity that a fairy-like girl like you would die like this. Then I'll try a few more times. Let's see if you have the ability to recover your martial arts during this period of time. If you agree, then nod. If you don't, I'll send you to heaven right now. Anyway, you can do it again while it's still hot. "
Thinking that she couldn't escape his humiliation even in death, Zhou Zhiruo felt a chill run down her spine. At this moment, she hated Song Qingshu to the core. Since she had already been used by him, it wouldn't be a big deal to do it a few more times. She needed to hurry up and recover her martial arts. As long as she could kill him, everything would be worth it.
"Still haven't thought it through?" Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile that wasn't a smile. The sharp blade swam around her neck.
"Hmm ~" Zhou Zhiruo was a little embarrassed, but in the end, she still nodded helplessly.
"This time, you're the one who begged me to do it to you. Don't forget it in the future." Song Qingshu's words almost made Zhou Zhiruo spit out a mouthful of blood.
On the red waves, Song Qingshu was sweating profusely. Zhou Zhiruo was lying on the bottom, her face red. Every time Zhou Zhiruo gathered a little bit of her inner strength, her opponent would accidentally hit her hard. Her heart was shaken, and she had no choice but to start all over again.
That night, Song Qingshu was exhausted. In the end, he released his inner strength six times. Even then, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't gather her inner strength. She could only lie on the ground and close her eyes, resigned to her fate. Chapter 11: The Arduous Road of Escape
Song Qingshu put on his clothes. Just as he got off the bed, he felt his steps were light. He thought to himself, "This is really bad. Femme Fatale really lives up to her name."
Looking back at Zhou Zhiruo, who was lying there powerlessly, Song Qingshu squatted down and brushed his fingers across her face. "My wife, I love you so much. How could I bear to kill you? Don't worry, your inner strength will more or less recover after daybreak."
No matter how angry he was, after being tossed around six times, his anger was almost extinguished. Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with a complicated expression and said coldly, "You will regret it."
"Even if I die in your hands, I will not regret it." Picking up his luggage and walking out, he seemed to think of something as he walked out. He turned around and said, "Don't blame me for reminding you. Right now, except for you and me, no one else knows what happened tonight. You won't be so stupid as to tell Zhang Wuji the truth, will you?"
Time passed slowly, and the sky began to brighten. Zhou Zhiruo opened her eyes and suddenly sat up on the bed. The numbness and pain coming from her lower body almost made her lie down again. Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the bed and crushed it. She gritted her teeth and said, "Song Qingshu, I will definitely make you die a horrible death."
"Yawn!" Song Qingshu, who was dozens of miles away, sneezed. He looked up at the sky and said with a bitter smile, "I'm afraid that woman has already woken up. Was my behavior too cruel and unscrupulous?"
Although he knew that if Zhou Zhiruo caught him, he would definitely die, and if she really had something going on with Zhang Wuji, he might really be ruthless enough to get rid of her to avoid future troubles. Now that he knew that he was her first man, how could he still do it?
Besides, even if he was a cruel and merciless person, he was not a stupid person. He clearly considered that killing Zhou Zhiruo would do more harm than good, so he let her go.
Now, in the whole world, only Zhou Zhiruo would quietly hunt him down. She didn't dare to make it public. On the contrary, if he killed Zhou Zhiruo and he disappeared, then he would become the biggest suspect. The whole world would think that he killed his wife. Not to mention Zhang Wuji and Emperor Emei's endless pursuit, the whole world would despise him. At that time, his reputation would be completely ruined.
Don't underestimate the word 'reputation'. In the ancient world, if you carried a bad reputation, you might not be able to turn it around for a lifetime. No matter what Ping Xiwang Wu Sangui did, there would always be a lot of people jumping out to drag him down. This was the inevitable result of a bad reputation. Song Qingshu still wanted to make a big achievement in today's chaotic world. How could he be so unwise as to carry the bad reputation of killing his wife?
Song Qingshu reckoned that Zhou Zhiruo was already on the way to kill him. When he mentioned the world's four great Miracle Doctors, Zhou Zhiruo should be able to guess that he was going to find them to treat his meridians.
Hu Qingniu was dead. The remaining three great Miracle Doctors, Kaifeng's Ping Yizhi was the closest to here, Songzhou City's Miracle Doctor Xue was the second, and the Poison Hand King Of Medicine's whereabouts was the most secretive. Ordinary people simply didn't know about it. Chapter 11: The Arduous Escape
Song Qingshu put on his clothes. Just as he got out of bed, he felt that his steps were weak. He thought that it was really terrible. The femme fatale was indeed a well-deserved reputation.
Looking back at Zhou Zhiruo who was lying there powerlessly, Song Qingshu squatted down and brushed his fingers across her face. "Wife, I love you so much, how could I bear to kill you? Rest assured, after dawn, your internal strength will almost be restored."
No matter how big her anger was, after being tossed and turned six times, it was almost extinguished. Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with a complicated expression and coldly said, "You will regret it."
"Even if I die in your hands, I will never regret it." Picking up his luggage and walking out, he seemed to think of something as he walked out. He turned back and said, "Don't blame me for reminding you, except for you and me, no one else knows what happened tonight. You won't be so stupid as to tell the truth to Zhang Wuji, will you?" After saying that, he laughed and floated away.
Time passed slowly, and the sky began to brighten. Zhou Zhiruo opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. The numbness and pain coming from below almost made her lie down again. Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the bed casually and crushed it. She gritted her teeth and said, "Song Qingshu, I will definitely make you die a horrible death."
"Yawn!" Song Qingshu, who was dozens of miles away, sneezed. He looked up at the sky and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid that woman has already woken up. Was my behavior too cruel and unscrupulous?"
Although he knew that if Zhou Zhiruo caught him, he would definitely die, and if she really had something with Zhang Wuji, he might really be ruthless to get rid of her to avoid future troubles. Now that he knew that he was her first man, how could he still do it?
Besides, even if he was a cruel and merciless person, he was not a stupid person. He clearly considered that killing Zhou Zhiruo would do more harm than good, so he let her go.
Now, in the world, only Zhou Zhiruo would quietly hunt him down, and she didn't dare to make it public. On the contrary, if he killed Zhou Zhiruo and he disappeared, then he would become the biggest suspect. The whole world would think that he killed his wife. Not to mention the endless pursuit of Zhang Wuji and Emei Emei, the whole world would despise him. At that time, his reputation would be completely ruined.
Don't underestimate the word 'reputation'. In the ancient world, if you carried a bad reputation, you might not be able to turn it around for the rest of your life. No matter what Ping Xiwang Wu Sangui did, there would always be a lot of people jumping out to drag him down. This was the inevitable result of a bad reputation. Song Qingshu still wanted to have a big achievement in today's chaotic world, how could he be so unwise as to carry the bad reputation of killing his wife?
Song Qingshu reckoned that Zhou Zhiruo was already on the way to kill him. When he mentioned the world's four great Miracle Doctors, Zhou Zhiruo should be able to guess that he was going to find them to treat his meridians.
Hu Qingniu was dead, and the remaining three great Miracle Doctors, Kaifeng's Ping Yizhi was the closest to here, Songzhou City's Miracle Doctor Xue was the second, and the Poison Hand King Of Medicine's whereabouts was the most secretive. Ordinary people simply didn't know about it.
Song Qingshu put on his clothes. Just as he got out of bed, he felt that his steps were weak. He thought that it was really terrible, the femme fatale was indeed a well-deserved reputation.
Looking back at Zhou Zhiruo who was lying there powerlessly, Song Qingshu squatted down and brushed his fingers across her face. "Wife, I love you so much, how could I bear to kill you? Don't worry, after dawn, your internal strength will almost be restored."
No matter how big his anger was, after being tossed and turned six times, it was almost extinguished. Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with a complicated expression and coldly said, "You will regret it."
"Even if I die in your hands, I will not regret it." Picking up his luggage and walking out, he seemed to think of something as he walked out. He turned back and said, "Don't blame me for reminding you, except for you and me, no one else knows what happened tonight. You won't be so stupid as to tell the truth to Zhang Wuji, will you?" After saying that, he laughed and floated away.
Time passed slowly, and the sky began to brighten. Zhou Zhiruo opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. The numbness and pain coming from below almost made her lie down again. Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the bed casually and crushed it. She gritted her teeth and said, "Song Qingshu, I will definitely make you die a horrible death."
"Yawn!" Song Qingshu, who was dozens of miles away, sneezed. He looked up at the sky and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid that woman has already woken up. Was my behavior too cruel and unscrupulous?"
Although he knew that if Zhou Zhiruo caught him, he would definitely die, and if she really had something with Zhang Wuji, he might really be ruthless to get rid of her to avoid future troubles. Now that he knew that he was her first man, how could he still do it?
Besides, even if he was a cruel and merciless person, he was not a stupid person. He clearly considered that killing Zhou Zhiruo would do more harm than good, so he let her go.
Now, in the whole world, only Zhou Zhiruo would quietly hunt him down, and she didn't dare to make it public. On the contrary, if he killed Zhou Zhiruo and he disappeared, then he would become the biggest suspect. The whole world would think that he killed his wife. Not to mention the endless pursuit of Zhang Wuji and Emei Emei, the whole world would despise him. At that time, his reputation would be completely ruined.
Don't underestimate the word 'reputation'. In the ancient world, if you carried a bad reputation, you might not be able to turn it around for a lifetime. No matter what Ping Xiwang Wu Sangui did, there would always be a lot of people jumping out to drag him down. This was the inevitable result of a bad reputation. Song Qingshu still wanted to have a big achievement in today's chaotic world, how could he be so unwise as to carry the bad reputation of killing his wife?
Song Qingshu reckoned that Zhou Zhiruo was already on the way to kill him. When he mentioned the world's four great Miracle Doctors, Zhou Zhiruo should also be able to guess that he was going to find them to treat his meridians.
Hu Qingniu was dead, and the remaining three great Miracle Doctors, Kaifeng's Ping Yizhi was the closest to here, Songzhou City's Miracle Doctor Xue was the second, and the Poison Hand King Of Medicine's whereabouts was the most secretive. Ordinary people simply didn't know that he was here.
Song Qingshu put on his clothes. Just as he got out of bed, he felt that his steps were weak. He thought that it was really terrible, the femme fatale was indeed a well-deserved reputation.
Looking back at Zhou Zhiruo who was lying there powerlessly, Song Qingshu squatted down and brushed his fingers across her face. "Wife, I love you so much, how could I bear to kill you? Don't worry, after dawn, your internal strength will almost be restored."
No matter how big her anger was, after being tossed and turned six times, it was almost extinguished. Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with a complicated expression and coldly said, "You will regret it."
"Even if I die in your hands in the end, I will not regret it." Picking up his luggage and walking out, he seemed to think of something as he walked out. He turned back and said, "Don't blame me for reminding you, now other than you and me, no one else knows what happened tonight. You won't be so stupid as to tell the truth to Zhang Wuji, will you?" After saying that, he laughed and floated away.
Time passed slowly, and the sky began to brighten. Zhou Zhiruo opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. The numbness and pain coming from her lower body almost made her lie down again. Zhou Zhiruo casually grabbed the bed board and crushed it. She gritted her teeth and said, "Song Qingshu, I will definitely make you die a horrible death."
"Yawn!" Song Qingshu, who was dozens of miles away, sneezed. He looked up at the sky and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid that woman has already woken up. Was my behavior too cruel and unscrupulous?"
Although he knew that if Zhou Zhiruo caught him, he would definitely die, and if she really had something with Zhang Wuji, he might really be ruthless to get rid of her to avoid future troubles. Now that he knew that he was her first man, how could he still do it?
Besides, even if he was a cruel and merciless person, he was not a stupid person. He clearly considered that killing Zhou Zhiruo would do more harm than good, so he let her go.
Now, in the whole world, only Zhou Zhiruo would quietly hunt him down, and she didn't dare to make it public. On the contrary, if he killed Zhou Zhiruo and he disappeared, then he would become the biggest suspect. The whole world would think that he killed his wife. Not to mention the endless pursuit of Zhang Wuji and Emperor Emei, the whole world would despise him. At that time, his reputation would be completely ruined.
Don't underestimate the word 'reputation'. In the ancient world, if you carried a bad reputation, you might not be able to turn it around for the rest of your life. No matter what Ping Xiwang Wu Sangui did, there would always be a lot of people jumping out to drag him down. This was the inevitable result of a bad reputation. Song Qingshu still wanted to have a big achievement in today's chaotic world, how could he be so unwise as to carry the bad reputation of killing his wife?
Song Qingshu reckoned that Zhou Zhiruo was already on the way to kill him. When he mentioned the world's four great Miracle Doctors, Zhou Zhiruo should also be able to guess that he was going to find them to treat his meridians.
Hu Qingniu was dead, and the remaining three great Miracle Doctors, Kaifeng's Ping Yizhi was the closest to here, Songzhou City's Miracle Doctor Xue was the second, and the Poison Hand King Of Medicine's whereabouts was the most secretive. Ordinary people simply didn't know that he was here. Chapter 11: The Arduous Escape
Song Qingshu put on his clothes. Just as he got out of bed, he felt that his steps were weak. He thought that it was really terrible, the femme fatale was indeed a well-deserved reputation.
Looking back at Zhou Zhiruo who was lying there powerlessly, Song Qingshu squatted down and brushed his fingers across her face. "Wife, I love you so much, how could I bear to kill you? Don't worry, after dawn, your internal strength will almost be restored."
No matter how big her anger was, after being tossed and turned six times, it was almost extinguished. Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with a complicated expression and coldly said, "You will regret it."
"Even if I die in your hands in the end, I will not regret it." Picking up his luggage and walking out, he seemed to think of something as he walked out. He turned back and said, "Don't blame me for reminding you, now other than you and me, no one else knows what happened tonight. You won't be so stupid as to tell the truth to Zhang Wuji, will you?" After saying that, he laughed and floated away.
Time passed slowly, and the sky began to brighten. Zhou Zhiruo opened her eyes and suddenly sat up on the bed. The numbness and pain coming from her lower body almost made her lie down again. Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the bed casually and crushed it. She gritted her teeth and said, "Song Qingshu, I will definitely make you die a horrible death."
"Yawn!" Song Qingshu, who was dozens of miles away, sneezed. He looked up at the sky and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid that woman has already woken up. Was my behavior too cruel and unscrupulous?"
Although he knew that if Zhou Zhiruo caught him, he would definitely die, and if she really had something with Zhang Wuji, he might really be ruthless to get rid of her to avoid future troubles. Now that he knew that he was her first man, how could he still do it?
Besides, even if he was a cruel and merciless person, he was not a stupid person. He clearly considered that killing Zhou Zhiruo would do more harm than good, so he let her go.
Now, in the whole world, only Zhou Zhiruo would quietly hunt him down, and she didn't dare to make it public. On the contrary, if he killed Zhou Zhiruo and he disappeared, then he would become the biggest suspect. The whole world would think that he killed his wife. Not to mention the endless pursuit of Zhang Wuji and Emperor Emei, the whole world would despise him. At that time, his reputation would be completely ruined.
Don't underestimate the word 'reputation'. In the ancient world, if you carried a bad reputation, you might not be able to turn it around for the rest of your life. No matter what Ping Xiwang Wu Sangui did, there would always be a lot of people jumping out to drag him down. This was the inevitable result of a bad reputation. Song Qingshu still wanted to have a big achievement in today's chaotic world, how could he be so unwise as to carry the bad reputation of killing his wife?
Song Qingshu reckoned that Zhou Zhiruo was already on the way to kill him. When he mentioned the world's four great Miracle Doctors, Zhou Zhiruo should also be able to guess that he was going to find them to treat his meridians.
Hu Qingniu was dead, and the remaining three great Miracle Doctors, Kaifeng's Ping Yizhi was the closest to here, Songzhou City's Miracle Doctor Xue was the second, and the Poison Hand King Of Medicine's whereabouts was the most secretive. Ordinary people simply didn't know that he was here. Chapter 11: The Arduous Escape
Song Qingshu put on his clothes. Just as he got out of bed, he felt that his steps were weak. He thought that it was really terrible, the femme fatale was indeed a well-deserved reputation.
Looking back at Zhou Zhiruo who was lying there powerlessly, Song Qingshu squatted down and brushed his fingers across her face. "Wife, I love you so much, how could I bear to kill you? Don't worry, after dawn, your internal strength will almost be restored."
No matter how big her anger was, after being tossed and turned six times, it was almost extinguished. Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with a complicated expression and coldly said, "You will regret it."
"Even if I die in your hands in the end, I will not regret it." Picking up his luggage and walking out, he seemed to think of something as he walked out. He turned back and said, "Don't blame me for reminding you, now other than you and me, no one else knows what happened tonight. You won't be so stupid as to tell the truth to Zhang Wuji, will you?" After saying that, he laughed and floated away.
Time passed slowly, and the sky began to brighten. Zhou Zhiruo opened her eyes and sat up from the bed. The numbness and pain coming from her lower body almost made her lie down again. Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the bed casually and crushed it. She gritted her teeth and said, "Song Qingshu, I will definitely make you die a horrible death."
"Yawn!" Song Qingshu, who was dozens of miles away, sneezed. He looked up at the sky and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid that woman has already woken up. Was my behavior too cruel and unscrupulous?"
Although he knew that if Zhou Zhiruo caught him, he would definitely die, and if she really had something with Zhang Wuji, he might really be ruthless to get rid of her to avoid future troubles. Now that he knew that he was her first man, how could he still do it?
Besides, even if he was a cruel and merciless person, he was not a stupid person. He clearly considered that killing Zhou Zhiruo would do more harm than good, so he let her go.
Now, in the whole world, only Zhou Zhiruo would quietly hunt him down, and she didn't dare to make it public. On the contrary, if he killed Zhou Zhiruo and he disappeared, then he would become the biggest suspect. The whole world would think that he killed his wife. Not to mention the endless pursuit of Zhang Wuji and Emperor Emei, the whole world would despise him. At that time, his reputation would be completely ruined.
Don't underestimate the word 'reputation'. In the ancient world, if you carried a bad reputation, you might not be able to turn it around for the rest of your life. No matter what Ping Xiwang Wu Sangui did, there would always be a lot of people jumping out to drag him down. This was the inevitable result of a bad reputation. Song Qingshu still wanted to have a big achievement in today's chaotic world. How could he be so unwise as to carry the bad reputation of killing his wife?
Song Qingshu reckoned that Zhou Zhiruo was already on the way to kill him. When he mentioned the world's four great doctors, Zhou Zhiruo should be able to guess that he was going to find them to treat his meridians.
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