Song Qingshu's eyes flickered and he lowered his head unconsciously, not daring to look at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng's mouth was filled with a smile, and Song Qingshu's performance was already obvious. He definitely liked Zhou Zhiruo.
Some time ago, Ye Feng went out of his way to learn about various forces in China, including information about Wudang Mountain.
In this world, Wudang Mountain is not very powerful, but its prestige in the cultivation circle is very high. Especially the leader Zhang Sanfeng, who has been in seclusion for many years, is a presence like Mount Tai and Beidou. He has lived for more than two hundred years and has given many guidance.
The strongest.
Zhang Sanfeng has a total of seven direct disciples. Song Yuanqiao is the eldest disciple. He is now over eighty years old. His son Song Qingshu is also considered a genius of Wudang Mountain. He entered the Yangshen Realm at the age of forty. At that time, Wudang Mountain invited all parties to join the great disciples.
Give a banquet.
Zhang Cuishan is Zhang Sanfeng's youngest disciple. He is only over fifty now, not much older than Song Qingshu.
This is what surprises Ye Feng. Today, Zhang Cuishan is still single, and Zhang Wuji has not been born. As a result, the plot of "The Legend of Heaven and the Dragon Slayer" is simply impossible to happen in a short time.
Therefore, Ye Feng was very curious whether Song Qingshu could marry Zhou Zhiruo before Zhang Wuji was born.
Looking at Song Qingshu with twinkling eyes, Ye Feng smiled slightly and said, "Is it because you are older than Zhou Zhiruo that you don't dare to confess?"
Zhou Zhiruo is only in her twenties now. According to her seniority, she should call Song Qingshu her senior brother, but according to her age, Song Qingshu is enough to be her father.
Listening to Ye Feng's question, Song Qingshu's eyes showed a hint of bitterness, but he did not answer.
Not answering is the default!
The smile on Ye Feng's face became brighter and he said: "You are the most powerful person in the Yang God Realm and can live for three to four hundred years. Although Zhou Zhiruo is twenty years old, it is not a problem!"
"You don't understand!" Song Qingshu took a deep breath. He had always kept his love for Zhou Zhiruo in his heart, and it was impossible for outsiders to know about it. Because of this, he was curious about why Ye Feng knew about it. However, there was a secret that had been buried in his heart all year round.
This feeling is not pleasant.
"Zhiruo is the successor chosen by Master Miejie. She will be in charge of Emei in the future, so it is impossible for her to marry someone!" After saying these words, Song Qingshu seemed to feel much more relaxed.
"so what?"
Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "With your status as the future leader of Wudang Mountain, Master Miejie will definitely not stop you from being together with Zhou Zhiruo as long as she is not stupid."
Listening to Ye Feng saying that he is the future headmaster of Wudang Mountain, Song Qingshu's expression changed slightly. Although this matter was rumored secretly, no one dared to say it publicly. After all, Song Yuanqiao was only the acting headmaster, and Zhang Sanfeng was not dead yet.
.
"As long as you become the head of Wudang Mountain, I believe that Master Miejie will be very happy to marry Zhou Zhiruo to you!" Ye Feng slowly walked to Song Qingshu, with a strange light flowing in his eyes, and spoke word by word.
He continued: "Are you willing to let Zhou Zhiruo spend the rest of his life suffering as a Buddha? Or, would you rather lie in someone else's arms?"
Song Qingshu raised his head suddenly, with a fierce light in his eyes, "Zhiruo is the future head of Emei, there is no way she will marry anyone else!"
"There are no absolutes in this world, so who can guarantee it?"
Ye Feng seemed not to feel Song Qingshu's venomous gaze, and continued with a smile: "I forgot to tell you, I am the current head of the Nitian Suan Sect."
"What's the meaning?"
"I can tell fortunes!" Ye Feng raised his right hand in a dignified manner and pinched his fingers slightly. Looking at Song Qingshu's astonished gaze, he sighed: "Zhou Zhiruo's life is really hard. Not only does he have to be abandoned by the man he likes, but he also has to
One person supports Emei..."
Listening to Ye Feng's blabbering words, Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking nonsense here!"
"hehe!"
With a low laugh, Ye Feng put his right hand on Song Qingshu's shoulder, leaned into his ear and whispered: "You don't believe that I can tell fortunes? Then tell me, how do I know that you like Zhou Zhiruo? By the way, I want more
Let me tell you a secret, your seventh uncle Zhang Cuishan has recently been involved with Yin Susu, the enchantress of the Eagle Cult."
"ah!!!"
Suddenly, Song Qingshu screamed and rolled to the ground, grabbing his body with both hands.
"You, you..." Song Qingzhu's face was ferocious, her eyes full of fear, and she looked at Ye Feng with a calm expression.
"Don't be nervous, the enhanced version of the Life and Death Talisman cannot kill you!" Ye Feng drooped his eyelids and met Song Qingshu's frightened gaze, "Song Qingshu, I will give you two choices. First, I will help you marry Zhou Zhiruo and become the leader of Wudang Mountain.
Headmaster. Second, it’s easy, I’ll break your neck and give your head to Zhang Cuishan!”
"You devil!" Song Qingshu trembled all over, clenched his fists, and his nails pierced the skin of his palms.
Nowadays, Zhang Sanfeng is in retreat and Song Yuanqiao is in charge of Wudang Mountain. How did he become the leader of Wudang Mountain?
The answer is very simple, that is to kill Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao.
"demon?"
Listening to Song Qingshu's address to himself, Ye Feng smiled hoarsely, "I'm a zombie, what do I mean by a devil?"
Raising his hand and touching his chin, Ye Feng murmured in a low voice, "I think you will choose the former. So, how can I help you get Zhou Zhiruo?"
Listening to Ye Feng's muttering, Song Qingshu had a complex look on his face, and a trace of expectation actually rose in his heart.
"Yes!"
Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes lit up, he looked at Song Qingshu who was struggling to get up, and asked: "Do you know about the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword?"
"Yitian Sword? Dragon-Slaying Sword?" A look of confusion appeared on Song Qingshu's face.
"Forget it if you don't know!" Ye Feng smiled and said, "If you find a way to inform Master Miejie, just tell her that the Dragon-Slaying Sword has been born!"
Song Qingshu gritted his teeth, not knowing whether he should agree or not.
"Are you still hesitating?" Ye Feng shook his head with some disappointment, "Your life is in my hands. Even if you don't want Zhou Zhiruo, you should do things for me for your own sake!"
"ah!!!"
As Ye Feng's voice fell, Song Qingshu's pitiful cry sounded again. His exposed skin was covered in crimson, and bright red blood slowly overflowed from his pores.
"call out!"
At the same time, Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
"Qingshu!"
An afterimage roared from a distance and picked up the extremely miserable Song Qingshu.
Seeing Song Qingshu covered in blood, with a pale face and panting, Zhang Cuishan's eyes filled with worry, "How are you?"
Panting heavily, Song Qingshu shook his head, "Uncle Qi, I'm fine!"
There was a trace of doubt in Zhang Cuishan's eyes. He couldn't figure out why Ye Feng arrested Song Qingshu and then let him go.
"Boom!!!"
Suddenly, a terrifying aura swept in from a distance, majestic and endless, like a vast ocean.
