Chapter 338 Bingxueer

Song Qingshu's face changed. Looking back, he saw a beautiful woman who was as clear as glass holding a long whip in her hand, standing not far away and looking at her vigilantly.

Bingxueer?

Seeing the woman's appearance clearly, Song Qingshu was delighted. At that time, her meridians were broken and she was in danger. Fortunately, Bing Xueer took care of her all the way. Not only did she help herself escape the dangers in the world, but she finally successfully obtained the "Shenzhao Sutra" to recontinue her meridians, and she made an indelible contribution.

Song Qingshu's attitude towards Bing Xueer was very complicated. On the one hand, she was the wife of her brother-in-law. On the other hand, in the despair situation, she suddenly had such a sister like an immortal concubine who helped her gently. The unforgettable feeling made him unable to forget it for the rest of his life.

Mr. Murong, are you okay?Song Qingshu was wearing a mask, but Bing Xueer did not recognize it, but instead looked at Murong Fu worriedly.

I'm fine, Mrs. Hu is careful. This masked man's martial arts are really incredible and you must not be careless.When Murong Fu saw Mrs. Hu, he felt relieved and quickly reminded him.

Who is your lord and why do you act sneakily?Mrs. Hu nodded slightly and then looked at Song Qingshu alertly.

Song Qingshu suddenly felt that the situation was a little awkward. If he had removed his mask and recognized each other at this time, what would Murong Fu think?After all, what I showed just now was completely about taking Murong Fu's life.

Before he could react, Murong Fu had already attacked. Although the long sword had been lost, Gusu Murong Botong was not a joke, and he still had the style of a big shot.

In order to cooperate with Murong Fu, Bingxue'er waved her long whip and attacked Song Qingshu at the same time.

Although Song Qingshu had countless questions in his mind at this time, such as why Bing Xueer was mixed with Murong Fu, and why Ping Yizhi wanted to kill Murong Fu...

He had no choice but to think about this situation, so he had to cheer up and deal with it.

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?Not long after, Murong Fu recognized Song Qingshu's moves and was shocked and angry. What is your relationship with Guo Jing in Xiangyang?

There are only three people in the world who are good at subduing dragons. Qiao Feng's body is so familiar that he can't be familiar with it anymore, so he naturally knows that the person in front of him is not Qiao Feng.

Hong Qigong is old and even more incompatible. The only thing left is Guo Jing, Xiangyang, but Guo Jing should theoretically guard Xiangyang, and with Guo Jing's reputation as a hero, he should not be able to do such hidden things, so there are only his disciples.

The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing is not a rare martial art. Song Qingshu smiled faintly, so please ask Mr. Murong to comment on what kind of martial arts this is.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingshu changed the simple and powerful moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and used the most ordinary fists and feet to attack with one stern eye.

Murong Fu clearly recognized every move and had a way to crack it in his mind, but his palms were always a little different, and the opponent attacked him first.

Taizu Changquan?Murong Fu was both shocked and angry.

Yes, I heard that Qiao Feng defeated the heroes of the world with the most ordinary Taizu Changquan in Juxianzhuang in his past. He was very impressed. Therefore, he dared to give it a try and hope that Mr. Murong would not mind.

Song Qingshu replied.

Murong Fu's handsome face was swollen and blue, but his dignified Nan Murong was beaten by the most ordinary Taizu's long fist and could not fight back. Wouldn't it be a big laugh when it was heard out?

Mr. Murong, concentrate and calm your energy. He just deliberately disturbs your mind.Bingxueer hurriedly reminded.

Murong Fu only woke up, but it was too late. Song Qingshu took advantage of the chaos and bullied him into the central palace and suddenly hit his acupoint.

Song Qingshu secretly called for luck. It was not difficult for him to defeat Murong Fu, but it was impossible to suppress him in such a short time.

Thinking that Zhao Min was still in Ping Yizhi's life and death were uncertain, he didn't have so much time to slowly fight with Murong Fu, so he had to take advantage of Murong Fu's lack of mental strength to restrain the other party as soon as possible.

The long whip broke through the air, and Song Qingshu quickly flashed to the side. Bing Xueer's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly. A long whip danced like a silver snake, with a whip head elusive. Song Qingshu was also forced to be in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, she practiced the White Python Whip so skillfully, and she is probably still above Zhou Zhiruo.Song Qingshu dodged and thought.

It turns out that Bing Xueer, as the descendant of the ancient tomb sect, was originally the soft and slender weapon of the Silver Bell and Gold Lock. On the same day, Song Qingshu taught the White Python Whip Method. After confirming each other, his attainments in whip Method made great progress.

Just in terms of whipping, I'm afraid even Song Qingshu is not her opponent.

This involves a question of the degree of fit for martial arts. For example, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are the most suitable for Xiao Feng’s martial arts, the Nine Yin White Bone Claws are the most suitable for Zhou Zhiruo’s martial arts. Similarly, the White Python Whip Technique is the most suitable for Bing Xueer.

However, Song Qingshu is very familiar with the White Python Whip Technique after all. He can cleverly resolve the opponent's fierce offensive every time, and relying on his profound skills, he gradually ran out of the broken temple with Bing Xueer.

Seeing that his attack was cleverly resolved by him, the strange color in his beautiful eyes became stronger and stronger. Seeing Song Qingshu hit with a palm, he suddenly changed his normal state, gave up all resistance, and looked at her quietly.

Song Qingshu was shocked and quickly tilted his palm force and hit the stone on the side, and dust suddenly flew.

Bing Xueer was excited and asked in a trembling voice: Uncle, is it you?

Song Qingshu took off the mask and smiled bitterly: I didn’t expect that I could not hide it from my sister-in-law when I put on the mask.

It's really you?Seeing Song Qingshu's appearance clearly, Bing Xueer was surprised. Am I dreaming?

You read that right, it's me.Song Qingshu walked forward and looked at her quietly.

Bingxueer trembled and reached out to touch his cheek: I heard Kangxi tell the world not long ago, and I thought you... It turned out that Bingxueer had been chasing Murong Jingyue's traces all over the world, and did not know that something happened to Song Qingshu was the first to be.

When she heard the news recently and was about to go to Yàn to find out the truth, she happened to meet Murong Fu. The other party claimed that she had found Murong Jingyue's traces, so the two appeared in Kaifeng together.

Song Qingshu held the smooth and soft horn on his face, and felt a hint of coldness coming from his skin. He was amazed: The skin was extremely cold, could it be that this was the talent of the descendant of the ancient tomb sect?

Sister-in-law, I am not dead. That is just a saying by Kangxi to deceive the world. This matter has a long story. I will explain it to you later in the future.

Although the matter of replacing Kangxi is of great importance, Song Qingshu did not mind telling Bingxueer that in his heart, Bingxueer is a special existence. The two met in cold weather and suffered in common. Song Qingshu believed that even if everyone in the world was enemies of him, Bingxueer would not hurt him.

The reason why I didn't tell her now is that time is urgent and I couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so I had to wait until I got through this crisis before I could explain it in detail.

After the initial surprise, Bingxue'er just found that her hand was pinching by Song Qingshu, and a hint of blush appeared on her ice-like skin, and said angrily: Uncle~ When are you planning to pinch it?

Song Qingshu liked her to call her uncle the most. The elongated tail sound made his heart almost melt. He was excited for a moment and just hugged her in his arms: After the last time I parted, I was worried that I would never meet again in my life. Later, I passed by the Yaowang Village in Dongting Lake and wanted to see you, but I didn’t know that Feier said you were not here. Do you know how disappointed I was at that time...

He hugged him in his arms, Bingxueer hurriedly wanted to break away, but she didn't know how to push her.

When he heard the other party muttering sincerely, thinking about the past experience, he felt a lot of emotion. He couldn't help but become confused for a moment, and just let him hug him.

Sorry, I was abrupt in my sister-in-law.

Although Bingxue'er's body was soft and icy, she felt very comfortable to hold, but she couldn't keep holding her like this. Song Qingshu packed up, looked at her awkwardly, and then let go of her arms.

Bing Xueer smiled slightly, moved back without missing a trace, and was not angry. Instead, she deliberately changed the subject and asked: Why did uncle suddenly appear here?

I also want to ask my sister-in-law about this question.Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "How could you go with Mr. Murong?"

When we visited Yàn Ziwu, we received a promise from Mr. Murong to help find the whereabouts of Murong Jingyue, the descendant of the next branch.Although the Murong family is now a small family, it is a family that has been around for hundreds of years and always has their own special means.Not long ago, I just found out that Murong Jingyue had appeared in Kaifeng City recently, and Mr. Murong informed me to come with me.

Bing Xueer said slowly, with a special gentleness in her faint voice. I originally thought of Yàn, the whereabouts of my uncle in Beijing, but Mr. Murong spent so much energy on Brother Hu's affairs, and I couldn't refuse his kindness, so I decided to come to Kaifeng City first.

Of course, a kind person like my sister-in-law cannot refuse other people's kindness. Song Qingshu laughed and said, "Fortunately, my sister-in-law has come to Kaifeng. If you arrive in Yàn Capital, we may be just in a staggered way."

Bingxue'er smiled gently: You are so open-minded, I thought my uncle would blame me?

How could I blame you?Song Qingshu said curiously.

Bing Xueer suddenly looked a little embarrassed and said softly: I came to find Murong Jingyue first, instead of uncle Ah first.

Seeing Bing Xueer's rare daughter's shy family, Song Qingshu felt a sensation and shook her head and said: I naturally understand my sister-in-law's thoughts. I believe you understand that entering the Forbidden City is a life-and-death death. Before that, you have to avenge Brother Hu first in order to avenge me without any worries.

Bing Xueer's face turned red and she said angrily: What nonsense are you talking about?

Knowing that Bing Xueer was too thin, she thought that she would part ways with her when she tried the Soul Transfer Technique. Song Qingshu did not dare to repeat the same mistakes, and quickly explained the purpose of this trip to her one by one.

Huh?Bing Xueer was indeed distracted by him, and her expression quickly returned to normal. It was also very strange. Why would Ping Yizhi ask you to kill Mr. Murong?

I can't figure it out, either, these two people have nothing to do with each other.Song Qingshu said depressedly.

Oh, Mr. Murong has been lit by you and is still in the ruined temple.Bingxue'er suddenly remembered something and cried.

The two hurried to the temple. Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. He was humble and insisted on trying to try the Star Movement. But I didn't know that Bing Xueer suddenly appeared. Not only did he not understand the Star Movement, but he might also offend Murong Fu.

My mind was like lightning, and Song Qingshu quickly made a decision. Anyway, he wanted to repay Murong Fu's past grace, so he would be like this. At that time, he would only be grateful but not too late, so how could he blame me...