Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 350
As Song Qingshu said, there is still no one in this Jianghu who can draw a sword in front of him.

Those Qingcheng disciples were blocked by their own swords, and immediately stopped in surprise, but still fixed their vicious eyes on Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu also looked at them, only to see the brilliance in his eyes, no matter who he looked at, whoever lowered his head unconsciously.

In the end, there were hundreds of people from Qingcheng, but none of them dared to look at Song Qingshu.

"I didn't kill the disciples of Qingcheng, I'm done with this, believe it or not."

"I came here this time to reach an agreement with the Qingcheng faction to drive the Mongols out of the Central Plains together and restore my Chinese civilization for thousands of years."

"But your head, unwilling to take on this great cause, actually framed me and met my mouth."

"Today I'm going to make it clear that in this world, wherever I go, I need to work together."

"Whether it's the Tang Sect, or your Qingcheng Sect, or the Emei Sect!"

"But if there is someone who is not honorable, it will be the same as him!"

After all, Song Qingshu raised the foot that was on Yue Songtao's head, and under the horrified eyes of everyone in Qingcheng, he stepped on it hard.

There was only a sound of "噗呲", and Song Qingshu's feet had already stepped deeply into the soil.

Although everyone couldn't see the specific situation, the picture had already appeared in their minds.

"Master!" The crowd was excited for a while.

It has to be said that Yue Songtao's ideas instilled in the disciples of the Qingcheng sect were quite successful. Seeing that his head was killed like this, almost all the disciples of the Qingcheng sect went crazy for a while.

Everyone jumped over the row of sword walls one after another, and rushed towards Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu looked at those people expressionlessly, and asked loudly: "Are you willing to die with him, or do you want to die?"

"I'm going to kill you and avenge the head!"

"kill him!"

"Shut up, you hypocrite!"

Song Qingshu didn't finish the rest of the sentence, he lifted his foot slightly, turned around and walked away, only to see a row of blood-red footprints appearing on the ground.

And behind him, hundreds of streamers suddenly appeared, and flew lightly towards the Qingcheng faction. After a gust of wind, those streamers flew back into Song Qingshu's body again.

The hundreds of Qingcheng disciples fell to the ground one by one, without a sound.

For a time, the entire mountainside was covered with corpses.

The two women watched the Qingcheng sect disciples fall down one by one, like weeds hit by a storm, lying down in rows, one on top of the other, densely packed, layer upon layer.

Seeing Song Qingshu walk in, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly shivered and took a step back unconsciously.

But Yang Yaoqin went forward, stroked Song Qingshu's cold cheek lightly, and said softly: "You will bear a lot of infamy."

Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who was not far away, with a rather cold expression. It wasn't until his eyes turned to Yang Yaoqin that he regained a trace of anger, and said: "Those are not important, I just want to finish this matter as soon as possible , so that I can face him."

Yang Yaoqin didn't ask him who she was going to face, she didn't care about it, the only thing she cared about was the man in front of her and her missing father.

"Where do you want to go next?" she asked.

Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to think of something terrible, she shook her head and said, "Senior Brother Song, don't you want to go to Emei?!"

Song Qingshu nodded and said, "Not bad, but Emei!"

Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly said: "Emei, Emei is not allowed. But she is the master."

She was a little at a loss, and didn't dare to imagine what kind of scene it would be if her master also rejected Song Qingshu, and he slaughtered the entire Emei.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly focused her eyes, looked at Song Qingshu and said, "Senior Brother Song, can you lend me this fire unicorn? I'll go back to Emei first, and persuade Master to agree to your request!"

Song Qingshu nodded and motioned her to go.

And Huo Qilin lowered his head, let Zhou Zhiruo ride on his back, turned around and ran down Qingcheng Mountain.

Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin watched her leave, and Yang Yaoqin said after a long time: "Zhiruo, she is very beautiful."

But Song Qingshu said indifferently: "In my eyes, she is no different from her master."

Yang Yaoqin patted his arm with a smile and said, "Jing is nonsense, let's go down the mountain too."

Song Qingshu turned around to look, sighed for no reason, and said, "Wait for me."

He walked to a big tree, stretched out his hand to wipe the trunk, and wiped the trunk smooth, then wrote a line of words on the trunk with a finger pen, and then went down Qingcheng Mountain together with Yang Yaoqin.

A gust of mountain wind blew past, caressing the layers of emerald green Qingcheng Mountain, causing the mountains to tremble unceasingly. Finally, the gust of wind stopped in front of a big tree, and stopped for a long time, as if admiring the iron painted silver hook on the trunk. one line.

"The murderer, Song Qingshu too!"

The news that the Qingcheng sect was destroyed by Song Qingshu quickly spread throughout Sichuan. After the head of the Tang sect was killed, another sect's head was wiped out, along with the entire sect.

For a while, people in the rivers and lakes in central Sichuan couldn't help thinking of the Huashan and Kongtong factions that were wiped out by Song Qingshu seven or eight years ago.

Reminiscent of Song Qingshu's actions in Guangmingding and Tangmen, Jianghu realized that what Song Qingshu did was to unite the forces of the entire Jianghu to drive the Mongols out of the Central Plains.

However, the Qingcheng faction did not obey Song Qingshu's order, and thus ended up beheading all their families.

As the saying goes, every time more dogs are slaughtered with righteousness, what people in the world value most is a word of righteousness, and what Song Qingshu is doing now is precisely righteousness, and it is righteousness, and the righteousness of the nation, so the evaluation of him in the world for a while, There was some polarization.

Those Jianghu people who did not want to fight against the Mongols shouted that Song Qingshu was a demon, had fallen into a demon, and killed innocent people at will, and demanded that the Wudang faction come forward to give justice to the Jianghu.

Of course, most of these people are gang members. They are used to this kind of life, and they are unwilling to change or fight against the Mongols. They just want to indulge in pleasure, so they are both jealous and afraid of Song Qingshu.

However, there are also some scattered people in Jianghu, who admire Song Qingshu's actions, and they all went to Tangmen to receive preaching, hoping to do their part in expelling the Tartars.

This is what Song Qingshu did not expect.

No matter what the people in Jianghu said, Song Qingshu and his wife still arrived at the foot of Mount Emei one month later.

To Song Qingshu's surprise, at the foot of Emei at this moment, there were dozens of Emei disciples separated to left and right, and the entire mountain path was cleaned up, as if they were waiting for his arrival.

Zhou Zhiruo stood at the mountain pass and saw Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin approaching from a distance, so she rushed to meet her and said to Rourou, who sent the love letter: "Senior Brother Song"

Song Qingshu nodded and did not speak. Yang Yaoqin beside him couldn't help asking: "Zhiruo, how do you know we're here?"

Seeing Song Qingshu's icy expression, Zhou Zhiruo felt a little uncomfortable, and when she heard Yang Yaoqin's words, she couldn't help but blushed, and said to Yang Yaoqin, "Sister Yang." After finishing speaking, she plunged into Yang Yaoqin's arms, Sobbing silently.

While comforting Zhou Zhiruo, Yang Yaoqin glared at Song Qingshu, as if blaming him for being so cold.

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows helplessly, indicating that he didn't do anything.

Yang Yaoqin gave him a blank look, and comforted Zhou Zhiruo in a low voice.

After a while, Zhou Zhiruo raised her head and said to Yang Yaoqin, "I'm sorry, Sister Yang, I lost my composure."

Yang Yaoqin asked: "What's wrong with you? But your master reprimanded you?"

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said, "Five days ago, we sent our junior sisters to guard the trail. Whenever we saw you, we would send a letter back. The master asked me to make a special trip to invite you up the mountain."

Thinking of my hard work all the way back to Emei, telling the master about Song Qingshu, and then trying my best to persuade my master, I was reprimanded by the master during the period, and later relying on my own persistence, which made the master change his mind.

The sadness in this process needn't be told to outsiders, but Song Qingshu's attitude made her feel very sad, so she couldn't help throwing herself into Yang Yaoqin's arms and vented.

"Senior Brother Song, Sister Yang, please go up the mountain." Zhou Zhiruo suddenly realized that she had become unimaginably strong, and she stretched out her hand and invited the two of them up the mountain.

Song Qingshu walked up the mountain, followed by Yang Yaoqin.

(End of this chapter)