Chapter 6 Surprisingly angry

"Who!" Unlike Song Qingshu, Zhou Zhiruo at this time is barely a first-class expert, immediately sat up and stared at each other's backs, hand squeezed the starting stance of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw ready to fire. "Zhi Ruo, it's me." The masked man turned back and pulled down his mask, and it was Zhang Wuji, the Ming Cult's sect leader. "I don't know what the great sect master Zhang intends to barge into my couple's bedroom in the middle of the night!" Zhou Zhiruo tone although cold, but the body of energy or slowly dissipated, Zhang Wuji she really do not need to start any precautions. "Zhiruo, others do not know about you as a couple, I still do not know." Zhang Wuji looked at the two people sleeping in separate beds and said in a soft voice. Seeing that he knew that he and Song Qingshu did not have the reality of husband and wife, Zhou Zhiruo could not tell whether her heart was happy or annoyed, so she said in a cold voice: "We do not need to bother with the affairs of husband and wife, Grand Preceptor Zhang." Zhang Wuji slowly walked over, smiling bitterly: "Zhi Ruo, so many days are not coming to you I know you must be angry with me, but after a battle with Sandu I went off the rails, these days have been combing the four scattered true qi ......" "Oh? How are you now ~" Zhou Zhi Ruo Xiu eyebrows, also not waiting for his answer, some anxiously grabbed his wrist a probe pulse. "Barely suppressed, the Holy Fire Order and the Qiankun Great Shift are worthy of the bizarre martial arts from the West, one can easily go off the rails if not careful." Faced with Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Wuji did not have the slightest precaution of a martial artist and let her grasp his pulse. "No wonder your breath is much weaker nowadays." Zhou Zhiruo felt that the current Zhang Wuji was a little different from before, but thought it was the after-effects of going off the deep end and didn't put too much thought into it. "Zhi Ruo, you still care about me as much as you did when you were young." Zhang Wuji was moved to hold her hands with deep affection. The two of them on the Hanshui first encounter, Zhou Zhi Ruo also seems to be in a dream, look up, see Zhang Wuji a pair of eyes also deep love gazing at themselves. They never thought, originally should be unconscious in bed Song Qingshu is coldly watching all this, the original he was point after, Wu Ming in his body left several true qi reaction, let him wake up from a drowsy condition, but this is only Wu Ming in order to nourish his meridians left residual true qi only, Zhang Wuji and the world's first-class experts, the rest of the acupuncture points is how can not punch, Song Qingshu Now in addition to consciousness is awake, all body completely immobile. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market. Looking at Zhang Wuji's face closer and closer to their own, Zhou Zhi Ruo again had the feeling of a rapidly accelerating heartbeat, at this moment, she knew that she was afraid of Zhang Wuji's heartfelt love this life can not fade away. Suddenly thought of their own has become someone else's wife, Zhou Zhi Ruo heart came a sharp pain, will turn his head to the side, push Zhang Wuji chest, take the opportunity to retreat three feet, eyes flooded with crystal tears, thin anger looked at him: "You already have your county lord, I have also married another woman, you do so in the end want what!" "I don't know," Zhang Wuji shook his head painfully, "I really love you, can't let go of the sky from now on, and you become a passerby." Hearing Zhang Wuji say he loves her, Zhou Zhiruo's heart jumped, biting her lip: "What about Zhao Min?" "I also love!" Song Qingshu did not expect emotionally always indecisive Zhang Wuji this time actually so dry, Zhou Zhiruo is also angry back laugh: "Then you come to me to do what!" Zhang Wuji tore open his shirt, revealing the chest at the time by the leaning sword left a wound: "Zhi Ruo, your figure, like the leaning sword, forever engraved on my heart, my heart for you, has never changed, when I heard the news that you and Song ... Song brother married, I want to die. " See his chest that faint scar, Zhou Zhi Ruo recalled the bright top of the girl stabbed this sword when the heartbreak, a time of great emotion, sigh: "Then why did not you come to steal the wedding? Do you know, I was with Qing Shu marriage as a bet, on the bet you will not come to steal the marriage, I lost." Said a sad smile. "At that time, I was too stupid, thought that senior brother Song so love you, you will be very happy after the wedding." Zhang Wuji reached out to put Zhou Zhiruo into his arms, which know she subconsciously backward, can not help but say heartbreakingly, "until you became married after I every day I heart like a knife, only know in front of love is not to let." The other side has never like today in front of her to spill their feelings, Zhou Zhiruo heart a time five thoughts mixed, happy, but thought of their own identity at this time, can not help but say bitterly: "What is the use of saying this at this time, I am already Mrs. Song." "You are simply famous and untrue!" Zhang Wuji said in annoyance, "In my heart, you will always be the ice-clean and kind girl by the Han River." He stretched out his thumb to brush the tear marks on her cheeks, only to have Zhou Zhiruo take another step backward. Zhang Wuji continued to move closer, Zhou Zhiruo eyes confused for a moment, shellfish teeth lightly bitten, determined to retreat another step, the mind is mixed, did not notice the feet, do not know what was tripped, the body lost balance, to the bed behind them and fell up. "Be careful!" Zhang Wuji lightly exclaimed, hurriedly jumped over to try to hold her, but Zhou Zhi Ruo subconsciously a block, the two lost their balance together, fell towards the bed. As the house table block in, Song Qingshu do not know what just happened, only to see Zhou Zhiruo seems to recommend the pillow general to the bed, Zhang Wuji then pressed up, a mouthful of blood under the shock and anger gushed up the throat, due to serious injuries, immediately fainted. The two fell on the bed and looked at each other, and a wave of wordless ambiguity emanated from them. Looking at Zhang Wuji's hand slowly approaching her waist ribbon, Zhou Zhi Ruo suddenly awake, blocked with his hand, a moment to sit up, hesitantly said: "Do not, Qing Shu he ......" she wanted to look across the lying husband, but was Zhang Wuji blocked in front of his body, simply Can not see. "Don't worry, I nailed him all over the body, he won't know." Zhang Wuji is very confident in his own power, a little back to no meaning, completely unaware of just two people's behavior has fallen into the eyes of Song Qingshu all. Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Zhou Zhiruo's mind flashed a trace of confusion. See Zhang Wuji will be her hand to the side, pulling her belt of the bow, about to gently pull, Zhou Zhiruo a flash back to consciousness, a dodge, jumped off the bed. Grabbed a cup of tea on the table, a cup of water directly to Zhang Wuji face, Zhou Zhi Ruo looked back at her unconscious husband in bed, silver teeth: "Zhang Wuji, I hope you respect yourself." Zhang Wuji was stunned, tea slipped from his cheeks, a drop fell on top of the bedding, embarrassed to look at Zhou Zhiruo. "Why don't you hide?" Turning around to see his wretched appearance, Zhou Zhiruo heart some intolerant, soft voice asked. "It's me who deserved to offend you, what's this cup of tea." Zhang Wuji wiped the tea off his face and laughed bitterly.