After Song Qingshu finished speaking, he climbed up with difficulty and walked towards the Mingjiao camp step by step. His eyes were still staring at the Wudang people, fearing that the Wudang people would suddenly take action.
"Huh!" After walking for hundreds of meters, Song Qingshu finally left the scope of the Wudang Sect and came to Li Fan. When Song Qingshu saw Li Fan, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, exhaled deeply, and walked over to Li Fan. Fell to his knees.
"Greetings to the leader, may the leader be safe!"
Li Fan smiled and looked at Song Qingshu's expression that changed very much.
"Hey, Song Qingshu, who told you that you are a disciple of my Ming Cult? Is my Ming Cult willing to accept you? Are you just going to accept me? Did I say I would accept you into the Ming Cult?"
As soon as Li Fan said this, Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. He was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what to do. He could only lower his head and kowtow to Li Fan with an embarrassed smile.
Li Fan's words frightened Song Qingshu into silence. While he kowtowed to Li Fan repeatedly, he couldn't help but beg for Li Fan.
"Master! Please take me in! If you don't take me in, I will die! Although I am not yet a disciple of the Ming Cult, my father has sacrificed his life and blood for the Ming Cult.
Now that Wudang can't tolerate me, I'm asking the leader to take me in! I am the only one in the Song family, so we really can’t let anything go wrong! "
After Song Qingshu finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Li Fan and saw that Li Fan was not moved at all. He was numb for a moment and looked at Li Fan fiercely.
"Li Fan? How can you treat your subordinates who have contributed to Mingjiao like this? Are you afraid of chilling the hearts of Mingjiao disciples? If you don't save me from the fire and water today, I will overflow in front of you and let thousands of Mingjiao disciples see me. How did their leader treat the ministers of the Ming Cult!"
"Haha! Song Qingshu, you succeeded in making me laugh. Are you sure? You want to commit suicide?"
"Since you want to commit suicide, it saves me the chance to do it. Just do it yourself!"
"What? I saved you the trouble of taking action? Do you still want to take action against me?"
Song Qing was numb and seemed to be in disbelief. I also pointed at my head.
"Haha, yes, I do plan to attack you!"
Li Fan's indifferent attitude instantly made Song Qingshu so angry that he burst into tears. He also shouted that Song Yuanqiao didn't know who he was, looking like he was about to cry to death.
"Haha, Song Qingshu, don't act anymore. Your acting skills are really bad. Come on, do it quickly. Don't force me to let the White-browed Eagle King attack you. Look, he's already sharpening his sword!"
Li Fan's words caused Song Qingshu, who was wailing, to stop crying suddenly. He looked at Li Fan and others as if they were seeing demons, and stumbled towards the six sects.
Li Fan watched Song Qingshu return to Wudang, and reached out to stop the White-browed Eagle King who wanted to make a move.
"Master, Master, my disciple is wrong. I regret my mistake! Please forgive me, Master, because I grew up in Wudang Mountain!"
As soon as Song Qingshu ran back to Wudang, he immediately knocked his head on Zhang Sanfeng. A hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of Zhang Sanfeng's mouth, but his voice became unusually gentle.
"Qingshu, my disciple! How could you and your son make such a big mistake! Fortunately, it didn't cause serious damage to the Wudang Sect, and it only hurt me.
well! Since your father is dead, I will not hold you accountable today. Please name the remaining traitors in Wudang! "
"I'll let you take the blame and make meritorious service, so that everyone in the world can stop talking!"
Zhang Sanfeng's words made Song Qingshu dumbfounded. How could he know who was rebelling in Wudang? He didn't even know why his father suddenly attacked Zhang Sanfeng. For a moment, Song Qingshu's expression changed and he froze in place.
His eyes kept wandering between the Wudang Seventh Son and Zhang Wuji. For a moment, both the Wudang Seventh Son and Zhang Wuji were numb by Song Qingshu's gaze, fearing that Song Qingshu would bite them at will.
For a long time, Song Qingshu fixed his gaze on Zhang Wuji and planned to speak.
At this time, Zhang Wuji was completely confused. Seeing Song Qingshu's eyes finally fixed on him, Zhang Wuji was really afraid that Song Qingshu would slander him, so he quickly interrupted Song Qingshu.
"Song Qingshu, please don't slander all the masters and uncles casually, otherwise I will definitely get rid of you, this great harm to our sect."
Seeing that Zhang Wuji was still so crazy, Song Qingshu laughed immediately.
"Zhang Wuji, are you afraid that I will betray you? I'm sorry, I really have to confess you today. Do you think you can hide it? Whose grandson are you??? Whose adopted son are you?"
"You'd better admit your mistake as soon as possible and abandon the darkness and join the light! Look at Li Fan, the demon of the Ming Cult. He doesn't care about our life or death at all. He treats the descendants of those who sacrificed their lives for him as human beings. Aren't you afraid that Li Fan will suddenly sell you out?"
As soon as Song Qingshu said the words, Zhang Wuji was the first to explode. Zhang Wuji rushed in front of Song Qingshu in an instant, and kicked Song Qingshu into the sky with a careless move. It took a long time before he fell down.
As soon as Song Qingshu fell to the ground, he just pointed at Zhang Wuji, and his head dropped completely, becoming completely hard. At this time, everyone in Wudang surrounded Zhang Wuji, and Zhang Sanfeng also looked at him with inquiring eyes.
"Zhang Wuji, I didn't expect you to be this kind of thing. I thought my master was so busy and took you to the west to seek medical treatment when you were injured. Is this how you repay my Wudang sect?"
Yin Liting pointed at Zhang Wuji angrily and held the sword with his other hand.
"Uncle Master, it's not me, it's not me, Song Qingshu is slandering, this is slander!"
"It's not you? Then why did you kill Qingshu in the first place? Didn't the master say that he would be spared? Why did you suddenly attack him? Are you so eager to kill him because you want to destroy the evidence?"
"Uncle, it's really not me, I was framed! I'm just so angry, I..."
Before Zhang Wuji finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng interrupted.
……
"Wuji, I know that the six sects in the past killed your parents, and you have not had a good life these years, but after all, the Wudang sect has treated you well, so why did you turn to the Demon Cult?"
"Master, you are wronged! I am really wronged!"
"Alas! Wuji! Since you are unjust, then you can give up your martial arts. As long as you give up your martial arts, I will believe you. In the future, you will take care of yourself in Wudang Mountain, and we will treat you well. of."
Zhang Sanfeng's words made Zhang Wuji stupid, and he abandoned his martial arts. It took a lot of effort for him to achieve the skills he has today. He suffered a lot along the way, and now few people in the world dare to bully him.
Zhang Wuji didn't expect that Zhang Sanfeng would ask him to cancel his martial arts just because of suspicion. Zhang Wuji felt bad at this time and froze on the spot. It took a long time for Zhang Wuji to speak.
"Master, no! If I give up my martial arts, someone will definitely bully me in the future. My foster father possesses a dragon-slaying sword. If I lose my martial arts, there will definitely be people in the world who will arrest me!"
"Wuji, you are worrying too much! It is not easy for Wudang Mountain to protect you. You just stay in Wudang. Who dares to come to Wudang to act wild? I will arrange a daughter-in-law for you when you go back. You can stay in Wudang well. Live your life!”
When Zhang Wuji heard that Zhang Sanfeng said that he would arrange a wife for him, his face suddenly turned ugly. He was already useless now, so why would he use a wife for him? Use it to mop the floor? Zhang Sanfeng doesn't want to open any of the pots.
"Master, don't say any more! It's impossible for me to give up my martial arts skills, and I'm not a traitor to Wudang. This Song Qingshu is just jealous of me and wants to harm me before he dies."
I think the Sixth Master is very close to Song Yuanqiao. I can't say that the Sixth Master is the inner ghost in Wudang.
