Zhang Songxi pulled Song Yuanqiao's sleeve and whispered: Isn't she the mysterious woman in yellow shirt at the lion slaughtering conference? Qingshu actually had her... Hehe, senior brother, your son is a bit powerful.
The woman in yellow clothes appeared in a shocking light at the lion slaughtering conference. Many people were deeply impressed by her. No wonder even a middle-aged Taoist Zhang Songxi couldn't help but gossip.
They may not be in that kind of relationship.
Song Yuanqiao's tone was a little uncertain, but in fact he was very relieved. He saw his son having a crush on Zhou Zhiruo in early years, and Zhou Zhiruo fell in love with Zhang Wuji again, and he was worried that he would be destined to be a bachelor in his life. Unexpectedly, within a few years, his son couldn't help marrying Zhou Zhiruo home and had an ambiguous relationship with so many proud daughters in the martial arts world...
Should I remind him and let him be more focused?
Song Yuanqiao was upright and was a little displeased when he saw his son being plagued by peach blossoms. However, he thought that it was nothing bad to marry a few more wives to make the old Song family grow. When he recalled what Zhang Sanfeng often taught, he gave up the idea of persuasion.
Noting that everyone in the audience had a strange expression, the woman in yellow quickly realized that her words had been ambiguous. When she thought that Song Qingshu's father was still here, two delicate blushings suddenly appeared on her pale cheeks.
You guys will reminisce about the past slowly, I will rescue them first.The woman in yellow shirt knew that the more she explained this kind of thing, she simply took a break from the fire and left this place of trouble first.
This sister, these Song Dynasty princesses are still in my hands now. Wouldn’t you ask me for my opinion first?Zhao Min's eyes flashed, and she took a light step, blocking Zhao Min's face.
The woman in yellow snorted coldly, then released a secret code. Soon her ambushed subordinates rushed out and surrounded Zhao Min's defeated generals: Your subordinates have suffered more than half of their casualties, and the two elders of Xuanming have also been seriously injured. With your current strength, you can't stop me at all.
Zhao Min smiled sweetly, picked up Song Qingshu's arm, and pressed half of her body over: But I still have Brother Qingshu Ah.
When she noticed her movements, the woman in yellow looked at her eyebrows and her eyes twitched, and she cursed in her heart: The Mongolian woman is indeed ashamed of being ashamed of her. She is so kind to me in broad daylight.
Princess doesn’t need to think about it anymore. Young Master Song is my ally, how could he help you?The woman in the yellow shirt had a very cold voice.
That's not necessarily true. You are just allies, but we are... Zhao Min deliberately tried to speak but stopped, showing a shy look on her face. Brother Qingshu, are you planning to help me or her?
Song Qingshu was one big and two big, so he had to say: No matter who he helped, can he get these women out of the palace first?Although the defense forces in the palace have been transferred, after so long, the Jin Dynasty should have reacted. Maybe the army will be transferred soon, and no one will leave.
Zhao Min smiled: Since Brother Qingshu said that, I am not a woman who is ignorant of the generalities. Let’s do this. As long as Brother Qingshu beg me in person, I will hand over the princesses of the Song Dynasty to this beautiful sister.
What do you think I beg you?Song Qingshu was extremely depressed. When was it time? She was still so slow, but when he saw Zhao Mincan like roses, he couldn't get angry.
It's very simple, just promise me one condition.Zhao Min raised her neck and looked at him with big eyes blinking.
Song Qingshu asked with a headache: It’s not the kind of conditions that I haven’t thought about yet. Let’s tell me if I think about it in the future.
Zhao Min's eyes smiled into a crescent moon: Brother Qingshu is indeed smart.
The woman in yellow frowned beside her frowned: Mr. Song, there is no need to agree to her unreasonable request, the people under her could not stop me.
Zhao Min let go of Song Qingshu and looked around the woman in yellow. The woman in yellow was uncomfortable when she saw her and couldn't help asking: What are you looking at?
Don't worry, this sister. I will not put forward some conditions that will make Brother Qingshu embarrassed, such as not allowing Brother Qingshu to marry you... Zhao Min saw that the woman in yellow clothes was about to stand up and quickly replied, of course I wouldn't make such a request.
Seeing the woman in yellow clothes trembling with anger by her, Song Qingshu hurriedly said: OK OK, I promise you that, let everyone go quickly.
Hearing Song Qingshu's agreement, Zhao Min suddenly looked at her subordinates: You, you, and you, all go back to the place you should go, and you don't have to follow me anymore.
The two elders Xuanming suddenly looked bitter: Princess, how can you not have anyone to protect you?
I hope you two can protect me. I don’t know how many times I have died. Zhao Min curled her lips and pulled Song Qingshu’s sleeves, and replied naturally, “Isn’t it enough to have Brother Qingshu protect me now?
The two elders Xuanming looked depressed, but they could not refute it. After looking at each other, they had to leave with their subordinates in shame. For some reason, Ouyang Feng and his group did not intercept them and allowed them to leave.
The yellow-shuang woman had already protected the Song Dynasty princesses at this moment. When they knew the identity of the yellow-shuang woman and knew that she was expected to escape from the demon cave, they all cried with joy.
Song Qingshu glanced at them, and then focused on Murong Bo: Mr. Murong, if it weren't for Mr. Ling, it would be difficult for me to cure the broken meridians. I shouldn't have trouble with you, but I have paid off my kindness before. This time we should have calculated the matter of your attack on my father and several uncles.
Unlike Song Qingshu, Murong Bo is a top figure who has been famous for decades. When a junior was questioned like this, even if he was afraid of the other party's martial arts in his heart, he would not be willing to show any timidity in front of everyone: I did this, what can you do to me?
Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and it was heard by everyone in the audience. Everyone felt shocked. Those with weak skills were frustrated and they were tired of it on the spot. Murong Bo's cultivation was far from comparable to those of his subordinates, but he still felt a little shook his mind.
He has been in the world for so many years and has such rich experience against the enemy. He knows that the opponent will take the lead and will definitely take the opportunity to attack next and take a quick step back.
As expected, Song Qingshu also took a step forward when he retreated. Although he only had one step, a distance of more than ten feet arrived instantly. If he had not been foresighted, he would have ended up as embarrassed as Gongsun Zhi.
But Murong Bo did not feel happy at all. Instead, he was shocked. He had no time to think about how the other party had completed the skill of shrinking the ground. He hurriedly waved his palms to block it, and used the unique skills of the Murong family to the fullest.
The transformation of stars is the best skill in the world to use the strength to fight. Murong Bo’s attainments in this skill are definitely not comparable to Murong Fu. He is confident that even when facing someone who has twice the skill, he will have the strength to fight. Song Qingshu is young, and no matter how high his skills are, how can he be twice as high as his decades of hard practice?
The woman in yellow clothes appeared in a shocking light at the lion slaughtering conference. Many people were deeply impressed by her. No wonder even a middle-aged Taoist Zhang Songxi couldn't help but gossip.
They may not be in that kind of relationship.
Song Yuanqiao's tone was a little uncertain, but in fact he was very relieved. He saw his son having a crush on Zhou Zhiruo in early years, and Zhou Zhiruo fell in love with Zhang Wuji again, and he was worried that he would be destined to be a bachelor in his life. Unexpectedly, within a few years, his son couldn't help marrying Zhou Zhiruo home and had an ambiguous relationship with so many proud daughters in the martial arts world...
Should I remind him and let him be more focused?
Song Yuanqiao was upright and was a little displeased when he saw his son being plagued by peach blossoms. However, he thought that it was nothing bad to marry a few more wives to make the old Song family grow. When he recalled what Zhang Sanfeng often taught, he gave up the idea of persuasion.
Noting that everyone in the audience had a strange expression, the woman in yellow quickly realized that her words had been ambiguous. When she thought that Song Qingshu's father was still here, two delicate blushings suddenly appeared on her pale cheeks.
You guys will reminisce about the past slowly, I will rescue them first.The woman in yellow shirt knew that the more she explained this kind of thing, she simply took a break from the fire and left this place of trouble first.
This sister, these Song Dynasty princesses are still in my hands now. Wouldn’t you ask me for my opinion first?Zhao Min's eyes flashed, and she took a light step, blocking Zhao Min's face.
The woman in yellow snorted coldly, then released a secret code. Soon her ambushed subordinates rushed out and surrounded Zhao Min's defeated generals: Your subordinates have suffered more than half of their casualties, and the two elders of Xuanming have also been seriously injured. With your current strength, you can't stop me at all.
Zhao Min smiled sweetly, picked up Song Qingshu's arm, and pressed half of her body over: But I still have Brother Qingshu Ah.
When she noticed her movements, the woman in yellow looked at her eyebrows and her eyes twitched, and she cursed in her heart: The Mongolian woman is indeed ashamed of being ashamed of her. She is so kind to me in broad daylight.
Princess doesn’t need to think about it anymore. Young Master Song is my ally, how could he help you?The woman in the yellow shirt had a very cold voice.
That's not necessarily true. You are just allies, but we are... Zhao Min deliberately tried to speak but stopped, showing a shy look on her face. Brother Qingshu, are you planning to help me or her?
Song Qingshu was one big and two big, so he had to say: No matter who he helped, can he get these women out of the palace first?Although the defense forces in the palace have been transferred, after so long, the Jin Dynasty should have reacted. Maybe the army will be transferred soon, and no one will leave.
Zhao Min smiled: Since Brother Qingshu said that, I am not a woman who is ignorant of the generalities. Let’s do this. As long as Brother Qingshu beg me in person, I will hand over the princesses of the Song Dynasty to this beautiful sister.
What do you think I beg you?Song Qingshu was extremely depressed. When was it time? She was still so slow, but when he saw Zhao Mincan like roses, he couldn't get angry.
It's very simple, just promise me one condition.Zhao Min raised her neck and looked at him with big eyes blinking.
Song Qingshu asked with a headache: It’s not the kind of conditions that I haven’t thought about yet. Let’s tell me if I think about it in the future.
Zhao Min's eyes smiled into a crescent moon: Brother Qingshu is indeed smart.
The woman in yellow frowned beside her frowned: Mr. Song, there is no need to agree to her unreasonable request, the people under her could not stop me.
Zhao Min let go of Song Qingshu and looked around the woman in yellow. The woman in yellow was uncomfortable when she saw her and couldn't help asking: What are you looking at?
Don't worry, this sister. I will not put forward some conditions that will make Brother Qingshu embarrassed, such as not allowing Brother Qingshu to marry you... Zhao Min saw that the woman in yellow clothes was about to stand up and quickly replied, of course I wouldn't make such a request.
Seeing the woman in yellow clothes trembling with anger by her, Song Qingshu hurriedly said: OK OK, I promise you that, let everyone go quickly.
Hearing Song Qingshu's agreement, Zhao Min suddenly looked at her subordinates: You, you, and you, all go back to the place you should go, and you don't have to follow me anymore.
The two elders Xuanming suddenly looked bitter: Princess, how can you not have anyone to protect you?
I hope you two can protect me. I don’t know how many times I have died. Zhao Min curled her lips and pulled Song Qingshu’s sleeves, and replied naturally, “Isn’t it enough to have Brother Qingshu protect me now?
The two elders Xuanming looked depressed, but they could not refute it. After looking at each other, they had to leave with their subordinates in shame. For some reason, Ouyang Feng and his group did not intercept them and allowed them to leave.
The yellow-shuang woman had already protected the Song Dynasty princesses at this moment. When they knew the identity of the yellow-shuang woman and knew that she was expected to escape from the demon cave, they all cried with joy.
Song Qingshu glanced at them, and then focused on Murong Bo: Mr. Murong, if it weren't for Mr. Ling, it would be difficult for me to cure the broken meridians. I shouldn't have trouble with you, but I have paid off my kindness before. This time we should have calculated the matter of your attack on my father and several uncles.
Unlike Song Qingshu, Murong Bo is a top figure who has been famous for decades. When a junior was questioned like this, even if he was afraid of the other party's martial arts in his heart, he would not be willing to show any timidity in front of everyone: I did this, what can you do to me?
Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and it was heard by everyone in the audience. Everyone felt shocked. Those with weak skills were frustrated and they were tired of it on the spot. Murong Bo's cultivation was far from comparable to those of his subordinates, but he still felt a little shook his mind.
He has been in the world for so many years and has such rich experience against the enemy. He knows that the opponent will take the lead and will definitely take the opportunity to attack next and take a quick step back.
As expected, Song Qingshu also took a step forward when he retreated. Although he only had one step, a distance of more than ten feet arrived instantly. If he had not been foresighted, he would have ended up as embarrassed as Gongsun Zhi.
But Murong Bo did not feel happy at all. Instead, he was shocked. He had no time to think about how the other party had completed the skill of shrinking the ground. He hurriedly waved his palms to block it, and used the unique skills of the Murong family to the fullest.
The transformation of stars is the best skill in the world to use the strength to fight. Murong Bo’s attainments in this skill are definitely not comparable to Murong Fu. He is confident that even when facing someone who has twice the skill, he will have the strength to fight. Song Qingshu is young, and no matter how high his skills are, how can he be twice as high as his decades of hard practice?
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