"Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry, I can't do it." Song Qingshu sighed and sat on the stone steps.

Xiao Zhao shook Song Qingshu, "It's okay, Master."

She didn't have much hope for this. She knew the secret of the great shift of the universe, even without reading the parchment.

The highest sect leader in the past could only reach the fifth level, and he was already a centenarian. No matter how talented Song Qingshu was, it was impossible for him to reach the sixth level in half a day, right?

Song Qingshu didn't want to explain too much to her, and Xiao Zhao didn't ask him, just sat quietly beside him and stayed with him.

After a while, Song Qingshu listened to her humming a song, "The world's emotions are based on physics, life is precious and comfortable, and the creation of the world is ups and downs. Good luck hides evil, and bad luck hides good luck."

Her singing voice is soft and clear, making people temporarily forget the troubles at hand.

"How can wealth grow? The sun waxes and wanes, and the moon waxes and wanes. The ground is in the southeast, the sky is high in the northwest, and the heaven and earth are not yet complete." Xiao Zhao sang, leaning his head on Song Qingshu's shoulder.

"Xiao Zhao, you sing so beautifully, why don't you continue?" Song Qingshu didn't think about anything else, he just wanted to continue listening to her singing.

Xiao Zhao murmured softly, "I don't know if you really like me or if you pretend to..."

She drew circles on the stone steps with one finger and chanted again:

"Show down your frown and rest your leisurely spirit. Today's appearance looks older than yesterday. This has been the case throughout the ages, regardless of whether they are virtuous, foolish, poor or rich.

At the end of the day, there is no way to escape that day. Use it for one day, and it will be cheap. A hundred years old is rare, and a seventy-year-old is rare. The rapid passage of time, the rapid flow of water."

Although she sang this song to a tune from a foreign country, the lyrics were so well written that it made people feel that after a hundred years of life, the blessings and misfortunes of life and death are nothing more than this.

When Song Qingshu thought about his past and present lives, it felt like a dream. Several pictures flashed through his mind, and an inexplicable shout lingered in his ears. He was about to fall asleep when he suddenly felt his arms sinking - Xiao Zhao leaned against him again.

On my shoulders.

"We can't get out, and we will die in here in a few days. But don't be afraid, Mr. Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao will always be with you." Xiao Zhao whispered to himself, but two lines were flowing out of his blue eyes.

Come clear tears.

Die here? Song Qingshu never thought of this outcome. Could it be that he, a time traveler, has learned peerless magical skills, and yet he still has to be trapped and die in a secret room? It’s so frustrating!

He glanced left and right, and suddenly saw the barrels of black powder outside, and he immediately thought about it.

"Badism mislead me!" Song Qingshu felt so stupid!

There is ready-made black powder. Even if it cannot blow up the Wuwu Stone Gate, it can still blow up the stone ball at the entrance, right? The stone ball is stuck between the gaps in the passage, so it is impossible to move forward or backward. If black gunpowder is used, it will be stuck.

If the rock of the stone ball explodes, wouldn't it be possible to push the stone ball?

Song Qingshu was overjoyed and jumped up, but Xiao Zhao almost fell to the ground.

"Sir, you..." Xiao Zhao looked at the radiant Song Qingshu in confusion.

"I thought of a way to get out." Song Qingshu told Xiao Zhao his idea again.

Xiao Zhao was overjoyed after hearing this, "Why didn't I think of that? You are so smart!"

She stood up, the shackles clinking under her feet.

Song Qingshu looked down at the shackles at her feet and frowned, "Let me help you take them off."

Xiao Zhao smiled and said, "Young Master, you don't know something. These shackles are extremely strong. No weapon like the Yitian Sword can cut it off."

"Really?" Song Qingshu pulled out the Qingfeng sword from his waist and suddenly slashed down.

A spark burst out, and the shackles on Xiao Zhao's feet were broken in half. Xiao Zhao looked at the gleaming blue sword in Song Qingshu's hand in surprise. What kind of sword was this? It was so sharp!

Song Qingshu cut off all the shackles with several chops in succession.

Xiao Zhao relaxed his legs, thinking that he was finally free.

Looking at the shackles on the ground, a strange question popped up in Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't say it quickly, "Xiao Zhao...Actually, I have always had a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not..."

Xiao Zhao smiled and said, "If you have any questions, just ask Xiao Zhao directly. Xiao Zhao will definitely tell you everything he knows."

Song Qingshu was seen coyly and said rather embarrassedly, "I just want to know that since you are shackled all the time, it must be very inconvenient for you to change clothes and wash up, right?"

In fact, what Song Qingshu was really curious about was how she changed her pants...but he would never be able to ask such a question.

Xiao Zhao's smile froze, and her whole face quickly turned red. She turned away without saying a word.

After a while, she raised her pink fist and lightly hit Song Qingshu on the shoulder, "Sir, you are so bad..."

She naturally knew that Song Qingshu was teasing her. As the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed, the two of them had lived together and died together. In just half a day, their relationship had improved by leaps and bounds. At least in Xiao Zhao's view, that was the case.

In all her life, she had never met someone who was willing to stand up and protect her, and that was even when she was ugly. What's more, such a person was a young and promising handsome man.

When young girls are pregnant, Xiao Zhao is only twenty-eight years old, so naturally he will not be an exception.

Song Qingshu carefully placed the black powder beside the stone ball, lit the fuse, and hid in the corner with Xiao Zhao.

There was only a loud "bang" sound, and the stone chamber shook violently. Song Qingshu almost thought it was about to collapse. After the situation stabilized, he went to the stone ball to look, and there was indeed a glimmer of light.

Song Qingshu pushed the stone ball casually and found that it was indeed much lighter than before. He must have been able to push the big stone ball away with more strength.

"We'd better bury that Yang Dingtian before leaving!"

After all, using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and Song Qingshu burying his bones for Yang, it is not a waste of taking his secret book. As for standing up for the Mingjiao like Zeng Aniu, Song Qingshu is not within the scope of consideration for the time being.

He is a disciple of Wudang, how could he stand up for the Ming Cult?

The two of them piled a grave with stones, and Song Qingshu took Xiao Zhao to the stone ball. He used 70% of his inner strength with the Great Shift of the Universe and pushed the stone ball down.

Under the leadership of Xiao Zhao, Song Qingshu arrived at Yang Buhui's boudoir. It turned out that there were many secret passages down the mountain connected to the top of the light, but they were all for emergencies.

"Xiao Zhao, I'll give you this parchment, so you don't have to go back to Guangmingding."

Song Qingshu said solemnly to Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao said "Ah", then his smile froze, and after a while he sighed, "Sir, you know everything, right? You've known about Xiao Zhao from the beginning, right?"

A woman's intuition is indeed terrible. Song Qingshu nodded, "Your mother asked you to come to Guangmingding because of this parchment. You can use it now to communicate with him. Now that the Mingjiao is facing an encirclement and suppression by six sects, I'm afraid it's more likely to be a disaster. You

If you still stay here..."

Xiao Zhao heard Song Qingshu's words and thought that the young master was really too kind to her. Not only did he risk his life to protect her in dangerous moments, but now that he was safe, he was willing to give up his peerless martial arts just to prevent her from falling into danger.

If this is not love, what else can it be?

This innocent girl fell into the romance of her own fantasy again.

When she woke up, she realized that the young master had gone far away and she was still standing there stupidly.

Xiao Zhao clenched the parchment in his hand and chased after him without hesitation.

Mom, I'm sorry, Xiao Zhao can only give you the secret book later. Xiao Zhao thought in his heart, and shouted at Song Qingshu's back, "Sir, wait for me..."

Song Qingshu has already counted the 112th step. If Xiao Zhao still doesn't catch up, he will go back to find her!
Chapter completed!