Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

"Did something happen?"

Song Qingshu felt that it shouldn't be the case. If there was any accident, Jing Bufan would not leave so decisively.

The Yuanshi reinforcements could not come, and Dongyue City was completely defeated in this round.

Inside Dongyue City.

At this time, Dongyue City has lost its former prosperity, and the streets are full of corpses and wailing sounds.

The fire destroyed everything.

Countless yuan soldiers evacuated towards the city gate. Now the only place where the yuan soldiers can evacuate is the city gate that was broken open by the Mingjiao.

The other city gates have long been blocked by the Mingjiao.

The Mingjiao is going to annihilate all Yuan soldiers in one fell swoop this time, even if there are too many casualties.

Everyone swarmed towards the city gate.

"Walk."

"Walk."

"Quick, quick."

"..."

The Mingjiao are not stupid either. They have been planning total annihilation since Qi Mu came in.

The Mingjiao also arranged a lot of people at the city gate.

Although they tried hard to defend, they could not stop Yuan Bing who was already going crazy.

One, two, three...

More and more people are breaking the blockade.

On the city wall.

Song Qingshu watched everything quietly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

He didn't see Qi Mu and others.

Normally, Qi Mu and others should have the strongest combat power.

When Qi Mu led the Sky Eagle Sect to enter, there had been fighting in Dongyue City for several hours.

The people of Tianying Cult are at the peak of their fighting power.

If the Mingjiao wants to destroy Yuan Bing, Qi Mu and the Tianying Sect should guard the city gate.

"Where did he go?"

Song Qingshu was a little puzzled.

A moment later, just as he was about to leave, there was a loud sound of horse hooves and roars coming from the center of Dongyue City.

"Everyone get out of here."

"Get out of my way!"

"roll!!"

"roll!!"

"..."

Song Qingshu stabilized his figure as he was about to leave and looked over.

He knew who these angry roars were.

This voice is not just Qi Mu, but also Liu Bai, Zhang Cang, etc...

These were the twelve who followed him.

In the originally chaotic battlefield, the cavalry rushed out like crazy.

Qi Mu and the other twelve people were in front like sharp swords, and everyone's faces were ashen.

Everyone in the Ming Cult quickly ran away when they heard Qi Mu's roar.

Although they didn't know what was going on, any fool would know that something serious was going on.

As one of the commanders of this war, it is definitely not a good thing for Saiki to be so angry now.

puff……

puff……

Qi Mu and the other twelve people gave up their swords and now all held spears in their hands.

The twelve men were like killing gods. They directly shot away Yuan Bing who was blocking them. Yuan Bing had no ability to resist at all.

Cavalry has a natural advantage over infantry.

In addition, Qi Mu and others are already strong, and the thousand cavalry behind them are all elite except for the senior leaders of the Sky Eagle Sect.

In just a moment, Qi Mu and the other twelve people, together with a thousand cavalrymen from the Sky Eagle Sect, had already rushed out of Dongyue City.

Everywhere he passed were corpses and wailing sounds.

unstoppable.

"rush!!"

"None of the Yuan soldiers can run away."

"Die them all to me, die!!"

Qi Mu rushed out of Dongyue City and roared: "Send a message to Zhu Yuanzhang, stop all Yuan soldiers running out."

"If you can't stop me, I'll go back and kill him!"

"Send a message to all the spies to get moving. I want to know the location."

"I want the movements of all Yuan soldiers who escaped."

"Remember...it's all!!"

For a moment, several of the cavalrymen who originally followed Qi Mu ran out quickly.

About ten people.

The others went straight to Yuan Bing, who had escaped before.

Under the heavy rain, Qi Mu and the other cavalry gave people an indescribable shock.

There was nothing but the sound of horse hooves, and everything was eerily silent.

The people in Dongyue City looked at the crazy Sky Eagle Sect and were extremely shocked.

They don't understand why.

Many people are familiar with Qi Mu. Qi Mu has never been so domineering. This is the first time they have seen him.

Indifferent, domineering, crazy...

This is how everyone feels.

"Something happened." Someone from Mingjiao looked at the almost crazy Qi Mu and his heart sank.

They came into contact with Qi Mu early.

These people are all people from the Flood Banner, and they know Qi Mu.

Qi Mu is not the kind of person who takes risks for merit. Qi Mu has a very low desire for power.

In other words, Qi Mu's current status no longer requires meritorious service.

But now Qi Mu is chasing Yuan Bing like crazy. Yuan Bing must have done something to anger Qi Mu and others.

On the city wall.

Song Qingshu frowned as he looked at the forward-moving cavalry.

Saiki is not the impulsive kind of person.

Qi Mu knows very well what this round is for, and chasing him out now is not in line with Qi Mu's approach.

On the roof of Dongyue City, Yin Li rushed outside extremely anxiously, his face full of urgency and worry.

When he saw Song Qingshu on the city wall, he shouted.

The voice was full of helplessness and worry.

"elder brother……"

"Brother... something happened."

"problem occurs!!"

"Something happened to brother Wuji, something happened to Wudang!!"

"Damn it!" Song Qingshu shouted angrily as he looked at Yin Li hurriedly in the distance.

The figure passed by at an extremely fast speed.

Before Yin Li reached the city wall, Song Qingshu had already leapt over, and the sky was full of afterimages.

In the air, Song Qingshu hugged Yin Li, and a deep voice sounded: "Over there!"

"East!" Yin Li said quickly.

Song Qingshu did not let go of Yin Li but hugged him directly, looking towards the east with extremely cold eyes.

Extremely fast.

Yin Li looked at Song Qingshu's face and felt extremely worried.

I wanted to say something, but in the end I didn't say anything.

There was still fighting and noise below.

However, at this moment, everything was ignored by Song Qingshu. He just wanted to know what happened.

He now knew why Saiki was mad.

If something happens to Zhang Wuji, something happens to Wudang, it would be strange if Qi Mu is not crazy.

The second uncle Yu Lianzhou was the mentor of Qi Mu and other twelve people.

Although Qi Mu and the other twelve people have not entered Wudang and have no status, the relationship between master and disciple still exists.

Before he decided to train Qi Mu and the other twelve people, his second uncle was already training them.

Not long after...

Song Qingshu carried Yin Li to an open space.

There are people from the Ming Cult all around here.

Looking from a distance, we can see a group of people sitting cross-legged in the middle, and everyone around them is healing their wounds.

"The young lady and the young master are here."

Someone saw Song Qingshu and Yin Li coming at very fast speed and shouted.

Everyone who had recovered from meditation quickly woke up, with some remorse in their eyes.

If they hadn't been careful, this wouldn't have happened.

Song Qingshu had already clearly seen what was going on, and his expression was extremely ugly.

On the grass, Zhang Wuji's face was pale, and Yang Xiao was treating him.

Grandpa White-browed Eagle King is recovering from his injuries with his second uncle Yu Lianzhou, the leader of the gang.

His father, Song Yuanqiao, lay directly on the stretcher, his body covered in blood and bandages.

"Where is my third uncle?" Song Qingshu jumped down into the crowd, put down Yin Li, and looked at the crowd and asked.

"Left safely." King Yin Ye put his right hand on his chest and said weakly.

"Your third uncle is safe."

Song Qingshu placed one hand directly on the chest and hand of King Yin Ye and directly checked the injury.

The eyes are focused.

This injury... is serious.

"Yin Li, take care of your father."

Yin Li walked over obediently, helped King Yin Ye sit down, and took out a pill for King Yin Ye to take.

"Sit down and let me heal your wounds."

Then he sat down quickly.

Leng Qian and others were just about to speak when Song Qingshu looked at everyone and shook his head.

"We'll talk about it later."

Song Qingshu quickly came to his grandfather, the White-browed Eagle King, and an internal force entered him directly.

In an instant, Song Qingshu discovered the situation of his grandfather, the White-browed Eagle King.

The injury was serious.

It is all supported by internal force.

An internal force entered, and he turned his body in one direction, placing one hand on his grandfather, White-browed Eagle King, and the other on his second uncle, Yu Lianzhou.

White-browed Eagle King felt a powerful internal force entering his body, forcibly blocking him from healing Yu Lianzhou.

"Grandpa, I'm coming."

Song Qingshu said softly: "Go and recover."

The White-browed Eagle King nodded and sat aside. This was not the time to show off.

And at that moment, he clearly realized how strong Song Qingshu's internal power was.

After Song Qingshu checked Yu Lianzhou's injuries, his face turned pale.

too heavy.

He could completely understand why his grandfather, White-browed Eagle King, was injured himself and had to treat his second uncle.

This injury is unstable and there is big trouble.

It took half a cup of tea for Song Qingshu to regain his inner strength.

"It's stable."

"Take care of it."

The Mingjiao people came over quickly and took care of Yu Lianzhou to lie down.

"puff……"

Not far away, Yang Xiao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body began to tremble, but despite this, he was still using his kung fu to heal Zhang Wuji's injuries.

Song Qingshu stepped forward and quickly came to Yang Xiao's side. A burst of internal energy entered, directly interrupting Yang Xiao's internal energy.

At the same time, he checked Yang Xiao's injuries.

I was extremely shocked. This guy was injured more seriously than my grandfather, but he could endure it until now.

When he came, he thought Yang Xiao was doing well. Although his face was a little pale, he was calm and composed.

Unexpectedly, it was all just an act.

A pill was thrown directly into Yang Xiao's mouth.

"I come."

Yang Xiao nodded, he couldn't hold it anymore.

"The leader..."

"I know." Song Qingshu had already placed his hands on Zhang Wuji. He already knew what was going on with Zhang Wuji.

The internal energy is flowing wildly, and all of it is attacking the acupuncture points.

Zhang Wuji obviously had to tap someone's acupuncture points to subdue him.

"Obsessed, he is really promising." Song Qingshu shook his head.

The people around looked at Song Qingshu in great shock. Song Qingshu was obviously not here, but he actually noticed Zhang Wuji's situation in an instant.

"Qingshu, will Wuji be okay?" The White-browed Eagle King opened his eyes and asked worriedly.

Others also looked over.

During the previous battle, Zhang Wuji suddenly became indistinguishable between the enemy and ourselves, as if he was going crazy.

They finally managed to tap Zhang Wuji's acupuncture points.

"Whatever happens, I can even cripple him by removing his acupoints." Song Qingshu gave everyone a reassuring look.

"You are really promising. I have told you a hundred times, but something still goes wrong."

Hearing this, the others laughed. It was true that they were too worried about Zhang Wuji.

Song Qingshu is here, even if Zhang Wuji goes crazy, Song Qingshu can suppress him.

The members of the Ming Cult have been guarding the surroundings, and the experts of the Ming Cult are all healing their injuries.

After seeing that King Yin Ye stabilized his injuries, Yin Li quickly went to check on Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou.

Then got busy.

Various medicinal materials, bandages, boiled medicine.

It took half an hour for the others to stabilize the injury and then recover.

Everyone looked at the busy Yin Li and nodded in their hearts.

King Yin Ye looked at Yin Li, his eyes filled with relief.

"This life is worth it." Leng Qian patted King Yin Ye on the shoulder in a rare gesture.

Leng Qian was a man of few words. He was obviously envious of King Yin Ye for being able to say such things.

"Yes, you are worthy." Zhou Dian became unusually serious.

The others nodded and looked at King Yin Ye with envy.

This girl Yin Li has completely changed since she followed Song Qingshu.

His appearance has recovered and his internal strength is steadily improving.

There is less naughtiness and nonsense in the past, and more calmness.

Baiwangfeng Yinli saved many people back then, and it was the same this time.

"If my daughter were like your daughter, she would wake me up laughing every day when she talks back to me." Yang Xiao said with a smile.

King Yin Ye looked at the busy Yin Li for a long time and glanced at Yang Xiao.

"Maybe."

"Maybe, you can have some fun." Zhou Dian glanced at King Yin Ye.

At this time, Zhang Wuji in the distance suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes that had been closed slowly opened.

Song Qingshu looked at him with confusion in his eyes.

"elder brother……"

"I……"

"No future." Song Qingshu glanced at him and stood up directly.

"I don't know, ask them."

Zhang Wuji's mind was very confused at this time. He only remembered that he was helpless when facing the people of the Persian Ming Cult.

Then……

Then the memory became very blurry. He seemed to have fought with many people.

When everyone saw that Zhang Wuji was fine, they all felt relieved and walked over.

Song Qingshu came to his father Song Yuanqiao's side and was shocked.

Father Song Yuanqiao was injured by at least three arrows.

And it's all on the chest.

Holding his father's arm in his right hand, an inner force entered it.

After a moment, Song Yuanqiao opened his eyes weakly, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "Here he comes."

Song Qingshu nodded.

"Don't blame Wuji, he is still young, he cares about us and wants to help, so he goes crazy." Song Yuanqiao's weak voice sounded.

"Yes, I know." Song Qingshu responded softly.

"Hey, we are dragging you down." Song Yuanqiao sighed, looking at Song Qingshu with some relief and loneliness in his eyes.

"You have grown up, and so has Wuji."

Song Qingshu smiled and shook his head: "No, I am still your son."

"Whatever you say is what it is."

Song Qingshu laughed: "Go and do your work, I'm fine."

At this time... Yin Li walked over from a distance.

"Master Song, drink the medicine."

"Trouble." Song Yuanqiao looked at Yin Li and nodded: "What a good girl."

"Qingshu, you have to take good care of Yin Li."

Yin Li smiled and said, "Master Song, I'm so kind to you."

"Girl, you are busy, I will ask about the situation." Song Qingshu smiled and walked away.

not far away.

Everyone has gathered together.

Zhang Wuji's face was extremely ugly. He didn't expect that it was him who had the problem in the end.

Moreover...the first uncle and the second uncle were all injured because of themselves.

"elder brother……"

When Zhang Wuji saw Song Qingshu approaching, he shouted with some self-blame.

At this time, food has been arranged here.

The Mingjiao gang members are also arranging tents for Yu Lianzhou and Song Yuanqiao to rest.

"Tell me how it ended up like this." Song Qingshu picked up a chicken drumstick and handed it to Zhang Wuji, then picked up one and took a bite.

Zhang Wuji took the chicken leg and was slightly stunned: "Brother..."

Song Qingshu was eating chicken legs and said with a smile: "What's wrong? I won't eat chicken legs anymore."

"When I was a kid, I had one meal a day in Wudang. I couldn't do it without eating."

"The chickens raised in Wudang are almost eaten."

"What's wrong? Now that I'm the leader of the Ming Cult, I've become a mouthful."

"No." Zhang Wuji picked up the chicken leg and took a bite, his eyes fluctuating a little.

He didn't expect that Song Qingshu still remembered that he liked to eat chicken legs.

He remembered that when he was a child, he had two chicken drumsticks every day in Wudang. He ate one and left the other for Song Qingshu.

Others in the Mingjiao remained silent. Most of them knew about the relationship between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji.

Although Song Qingshu always educates Zhang Wuji, and his attitude is not very good.

But everyone knew that Song Qingshu wished Zhang Wuji well.

Zhang Wuji is too young compared to Song Qingshu.

"If you lose, you lose. Just call back later." Song Qingshu took a casual sip of wine.

"If you are angry, I will take you to find the third grandson and kill them."

"If you still don't feel relieved, I will find an opportunity to kill them all together with the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings of the Persian Ming Cult."

"Little things."

Everyone in the Ming Cult laughed, this was in line with Song Qingshu's style.

Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu in front of him and was a little unable to react for a moment.

He remembered that when he was a child, Song Qingshu took care of him no matter what.

This time he was ready for a scolding.

"No, I was impulsive this time."

"I can win next time."

Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji's expression and guessed that Zhang Wuji was a little uncomfortable with his change in attitude.

"Boy, I don't mean to scold you or be strict with you."

"It's just that you're really bad."

"You have never experienced a life or death crisis before, so I keep reminding you, reminding you."

"I'm really afraid something will happen to you."

"Your strength is not bad, but that doesn't mean you are invincible."

"After you have experienced it this time, you should understand many problems."

"I almost died in Shaolin, but Wudang no longer cares about me after that experience."

"The same goes for you. I won't care about you from now on. You can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Song Qingshu smiled helplessly: "Actually, you shouldn't be in charge of me."

"It should be my father, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle...uncle Yin Yewang, grandpa White-browed Eagle King."

"Or maybe Uncle Li Tianheng."

"But you guy, your strength has increased too fast. It's really hard for my father and the others to say anything."

"Uncle King Yin Ye, grandpa White-browed Eagle King are the same."

"There are a lot of things that are hard to talk about."

"Besides them, the only one left is the Grand Master, but the Grand Master has been a little busy recently, so this responsibility falls on me."

"Fortunately, you have survived it now, and I am relaxed too."

"Brother, thank you." Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu gratefully.

He knew he had been arrogant before.

Although he was on guard most of the time, he still felt that he was very powerful and nothing would happen to him.

"Okay, go out on your own and message me if you encounter any trouble." Song Qingshu waved his hand to Zhang Wuji.

He picked up the wine and gave a toast to everyone in the Ming Cult.

"Thank you for your help this time."

"Song Qingshu thanks everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he drank it all.

Others raised their glasses one after another. Everyone was worried that Song Qingshu would question the Wudang Three Heroes about their injuries.

Now it seems that their worries are unnecessary.

"polite."

"It should."

"We are all one family, we don't speak the same language."

"Yes, drink."

"..."

Everyone knew that Song Qingshu was no easier than them this time, not to mention Song Qingshu's battles that they could not see.

Just talking about the Nine Yin Scriptures and the martial arts taught by those seniors, this kind of kindness is beyond the sky.

If it weren't for Song Qingshu, they wouldn't have known that there was such a powerful person in the martial arts world.

Night falls.

The battle in Dongyue City has ended.

At this time, Dongyue City was like a blood city, with blood everywhere.

Not only that, everything was looted.

Everyone else in Mingjiao was busy, and so was Yin Li.

Song Qingshu sat in the courtyard and looked at the message in his hand.

Qi Mu led his men in pursuit for eighty miles, killing more than three thousand people.

As long as Yuan soldiers join in the process, they will all be slaughtered.

Qi Mu's madness shocked everyone.

I vow not to stop until the killing is over.

Saiki was originally the commander of this battle. The battle was not over yet, so he had great power.

Everyone on Zhu Yuanzhang's side cooperated with Qi Mu.

Many people thought it was pointless for Qi Mu to do this, but Qi Mu still persisted and killed like a madman.

Everyone thinks Qi Mu is a lunatic now.

"Are you crazy?" Song Qingshu said to himself as he looked at the message.

Early next morning.

Qi Mu and the other twelve people returned to Dongyue City. At this time, they were completely stained red with blood.

All clothes and armor.

The same goes for his face, even his hair is stained with dried blood.

The hooves of the sitting horses are all blood red.

Twelve people were walking in Dongyue City like murderous gods, and everyone in the Ming Cult was shocked.

"Where is the young master?" Qi Mu asked in a hoarse voice to the people around him.

"Eastern District Courtyard." Someone nearby responded.

Tata...

Tata...

Qi Mu and the other twelve people left directly.

"Madman, this is really crazy." Many people looked at Qi Mu who left with fear.

"Yeah, the chase is a hundred miles away."

"It's completely unnecessary. It would be all over if we were ambushed."

"Who knows."

"..."

Dongyue City East District.

Song Qingshu received a message from Qi Mu and others early and waited outside.

Not long after, Qi Mu and twelve others appeared in front of him.

"Sir."

"Sir."

"..."

Song Qingshu looked at everyone and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, go and rest."

"Leave tonight."

Qi Mu wanted to say something, but Song Qingshu stopped him.

Song Qingshu shook his head slightly: "Okay, I understand."

"Go ahead."

Qi Mu and others bowed slightly, took off their heavy armor, and walked towards the distance.

Song Qingshu knew that it would start from the moment Qi Mu and others came back.

Everything is over in Dongyue City.

Mingjiao basically has nothing to do with him from now on.

"Yang Xue, I'm done."

"Wait until I get there."