The room finally returned to peace. Song Qingshu wiped his sweat and thought with fear: Li Qingluo was the magma wrapped under the iceberg. It was stimulated by Huanxi's true energy and detonated the volcano in his body. This scene was so exciting.
This is the first time Song Qingshu has felt what it means to be powerless since Huanxi's true energy has been achieved. The two of them have fought for many rounds this night, but Li Qingluo has become more and more brave. If Song Qingshu had not been talented and cooperated with Huanxi Zen, any man would have been squeezed into a person.
There are no broken fields, only exhausted cows. I am really not bullying those old drivers in my previous life!
Song Qingshu decided that he could never play with fire like this again. A few strands of joyful true energy are helpful for fun, but if you lose too much, you will suffer.
You bastard~ At this moment, Li Qingluo was lying on the bed, feeling weak all over, and she didn't even want to move her fingers, allowing her flawless body to be exposed to the air, but she subconsciously repeats the previous words in her mouth.
Her whole body seemed to be fished out from the water, and a dense layer of sweat oozed out of her skin on her body, emitting an attractive light under the light of the fire, like a crystal clear white jade Guanyin.
My asshole?Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "You are all your fault." Besides, you took the initiative to pounce on me just now, and I can't even push it away."
Li Qingluo's face had a flush after the afterglow, and she became even more red when she heard this: You are taking advantage of others' danger!Who asked you to practice...practice such obscene martial arts?
Is this authentic Buddhist martial arts good? How come it is dirty?
Song Qingshu was unhappy when he heard this. If I had not protected this magical skill, I would have been sucked by your Beiming magical skill and fucked me?No, I'm almost adult now.
Pooh!Li Qingluo said angrily, In the end, it was clear that you sucked half of my skills. Isn’t this kind of replenishment technique obscene?
Song Qingshu replied in a deep voice: There is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts, and there is no such thing as high and low. It mainly depends on who is used on.Used for a confidant who loves each other, this martial art is a method of dual cultivation of yin and yang. When encountering a person like you with ulterior motives, it can naturally become a technique for remedy for punishing evil and promoting good.
It turned out that he was sucked hard by the Beiming Divine Art before, and Song Qingshu's internal strength was also severely damaged, so he could only take advantage of the intimacy to regain the lost internal strength.
Li Qingluo felt the true energy in her body leaking out in a daze. Although she was extremely anxious, her body was no longer controlled by her own body because of being stimulated by the true energy of Huanxi. Instead, she tried her best to cooperate with each other. If Song Qingshu had not been soft-hearted at the end when she saw the tears at the corners of her eyes, she would probably be no different from a useless person now.
Despite this, she still lost nearly half of her cultivation, and she was a typical example of stealing chickens and losing a lot of rice.
Although Li Qingluo couldn't help but lose her consciousness just now, the scenes after she woke up actually appeared in her mind like a movie. Li Qingluo was both embarrassed and angry, and was confused, biting her lips for a moment and staring blankly there.
Seeing Li Qingluo's body erect, Song Qingshu secretly admired in his heart. He was such a moving beauty. If someone could choose the situation just now, even if it was very likely to be squeezed into a person, most men would still pounce on him without hesitation.
In fact, you don’t have to hate me so much. Although I sucked half of your internal strength, first of all, you sucked me first, and I just treated the person with the same method; secondly, I also healed your internal injuries. You must know that your previous serious injuries were so serious. If you healed yourself, it would not be cured for more than half a year.
Li Qingluo knew that he was telling the truth. Her previous injuries made it impossible for her to fight with others within half a year, otherwise the injuries would be even more difficult to heal. As the Virgin of the White Lotus Sect, she could be said to be sitting on the tip of the knife at all times. If someone knew her injuries, she would definitely not be able to hold on until half a year later.
Although she has lost half of her cultivation, her internal injuries have been healed. With the Beiming magic skill in hand, it is not difficult to recover her strength. Therefore, from this perspective, she is not at a loss.
But tonight she lost more than half of her cultivation level!
I have always been above my head on weekdays, and after my husband passed away, I have been as handsome as a jade for more than ten years. Today, I am like the most despicable prostitute in a brothel, and I am so happy under him. Thinking of the various scenes just now, Li Qingluo's voice became colder and colder: In this way, should I thank you?
Song Qingshu seemed to be unable to realize the irony in her words at all, but nodded for granted: This is natural, if you don’t believe it, look in the mirror first.
With a casual move, the bronze mirror on the table was sucked into his hand and placed in front of Li Qingluo: Although the wife is beautiful, she used to look like a man in the world owes you money, like a resentful woman in the deep boudoir who is dissatisfied with desire.But look at the moment, my eyebrows are stretched and charming, my face is rosy and shiny, and I look radiant. I look at least twenty years younger, and it is not in vain that I work hard to irrigate so many times.
After all, women love beauty. Li Qingluo was looking at the beautiful young woman in the mirror with a blushing face, stroking her face, and was a little happy with the changes that had happened on her body. However, when she heard Song Qingshu's last sentence, she was so angry that she picked up the mirror and smashed it on Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu took the mirror and couldn't help laughing: Okay, I won't be kidding anymore. I have two questions now to ask you.
Li Qingluo snorted and turned her head directly.
You mentioned that you hate the Jin people the most, but as far as I know, the White Lotus Sect is not a righteous man in the anti-Jin period. Moreover, you live in Gusu, and it seems that Gusu has not suffered from the Jin soldiers in recent years. So why do you hate the Jin people so much?
This is what Song Qingshu couldn't understand the most. Logically speaking, Li Qingluo and the Jin Kingdom couldn't have any relationship. Where did this deep hatred come from?
Li Qingluo had no expression on her face and directly met with silence.
Let’s change the question, Song Qingshu doesn’t mind, why did you go to Zhulin to save the Huashan Sect before?Yue Buqun, the Huashan Sect, claims to be a famous sect and will never make friends with people from the White Lotus Sect, so I really can't figure out the reason why you took action to save them.
Song Qingshu suspected in his heart that Li Qingluo had a relationship with Yue Fei's daughter, but the specific situation needed to be confirmed by her.
Li Qingluo closed her lips tightly, but still did not answer.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Even if you don’t say it, it doesn’t matter. At worst, I will take off your clothes and tie you to the gate of Yangzhou City. Next to it, the Virgin of the White Lotus and the Jade Body of the King of Gusu Mantuo Villa are also written. I believe that the passers-by are very happy to appreciate the body of the wife. In less than three days, the news should also be transmitted back to Gusu Mantuo Villa...
That kind of scene couldn't help but appear in his mind. When Li Qingluo thought of countless stinky men under the city gate scanning every inch of his skin with disgusting eyes, he felt chill.
Since you are afraid, just answer the questions honestly.Notice the inadvertent trembling of her body, Song Qingshu stared at her tightly.
After all, Li Qingluo is not a little girl with little experience. After the initial panic, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth: I don’t believe you will really do that.
Song Qingshu frowned: Why not?
If you are such a ruthless person, I wouldn't have half of my skills left now.
Li Qingluo replied faintly, even as an enemy, she had to admit that the other party was a person who was a pity-savvy person, but her eyes fell on the remaining bruises and red marks on her body, and she immediately overturned the idea.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled: Yes, I am indeed a person who loves to be beautiful, but that is only for innocent and kind women. I don't have that much patience to be a femme fatale like my wife.
Li Qingluo sat upright, letting her beautiful body be exposed to him. While packing up the clothes scattered all over the floor, she said: The more fierce you say, the softer your heart will be.
Song Qingshu's face changed slightly, and he looked at her quietly. After a long time, he said: Madam is indeed worthy of being the Virgin of White Lotus. This wisdom is definitely not something that ordinary women can possess.
Thank you for the compliment.
Li Qingluo picked up the clothes and found that they were all torn, obviously they were torn very roughly, and her cheeks were burned. She still vaguely remembered the situation just now that it was not the man in front of her who tore the clothes, but herself.
You won, Song Qingshu sighed. I really can't do that, but I still have a way to deal with you.
What method?Li Qingluo asked casually while pulling the quilt next to her to block her chest.
For example, inject the true qi of joy into your body.Song Qingshu stretched out his finger and smiled very strangely.
Li Qingluo's face changed, but she quickly calmed down: Humph, can you come again?
Song Qingshu breathed suffocated. He never expected her to be so fierce. When he thought that he had been obsessed with her for a night and was indeed powerless in a short period of time, he couldn't help but feel angry and said: Even if I can't come again, can't I just find a few guards to come in!
Li Qingluo gave him a disdainful look: Are you willing to give up?
Seeing her look like she was determined to be able to eat herself, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel hatred. This woman was clearly an iceberg before, but she didn't expect that she would have such a clear grasp of the man's psychology. Yes, he really couldn't do such a waste of resources.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and Song Qingshu smiled and said: I really can't deal with you now, and I won't call other men to come. But I can inject my true energy into joy and lock you in the house alone, so that you can try the taste again.
Li Qingluo's face finally changed, because based on her experience and wisdom, it is indeed very possible for the other party to do such a thing.
I count three times. If you don’t speak yet, don’t blame me for being rude.Song Qingshu was well aware of the principle of struggling while the iron was hot and did not give her any time to think.
one!
two!
Song Qingshu had already walked to Li Qingluo at this time and tried to poke his fingers. At this moment, Li Qingluo finally spoke: Yue Fei is my uncle...
This is the first time Song Qingshu has felt what it means to be powerless since Huanxi's true energy has been achieved. The two of them have fought for many rounds this night, but Li Qingluo has become more and more brave. If Song Qingshu had not been talented and cooperated with Huanxi Zen, any man would have been squeezed into a person.
There are no broken fields, only exhausted cows. I am really not bullying those old drivers in my previous life!
Song Qingshu decided that he could never play with fire like this again. A few strands of joyful true energy are helpful for fun, but if you lose too much, you will suffer.
You bastard~ At this moment, Li Qingluo was lying on the bed, feeling weak all over, and she didn't even want to move her fingers, allowing her flawless body to be exposed to the air, but she subconsciously repeats the previous words in her mouth.
Her whole body seemed to be fished out from the water, and a dense layer of sweat oozed out of her skin on her body, emitting an attractive light under the light of the fire, like a crystal clear white jade Guanyin.
My asshole?Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "You are all your fault." Besides, you took the initiative to pounce on me just now, and I can't even push it away."
Li Qingluo's face had a flush after the afterglow, and she became even more red when she heard this: You are taking advantage of others' danger!Who asked you to practice...practice such obscene martial arts?
Is this authentic Buddhist martial arts good? How come it is dirty?
Song Qingshu was unhappy when he heard this. If I had not protected this magical skill, I would have been sucked by your Beiming magical skill and fucked me?No, I'm almost adult now.
Pooh!Li Qingluo said angrily, In the end, it was clear that you sucked half of my skills. Isn’t this kind of replenishment technique obscene?
Song Qingshu replied in a deep voice: There is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts, and there is no such thing as high and low. It mainly depends on who is used on.Used for a confidant who loves each other, this martial art is a method of dual cultivation of yin and yang. When encountering a person like you with ulterior motives, it can naturally become a technique for remedy for punishing evil and promoting good.
It turned out that he was sucked hard by the Beiming Divine Art before, and Song Qingshu's internal strength was also severely damaged, so he could only take advantage of the intimacy to regain the lost internal strength.
Li Qingluo felt the true energy in her body leaking out in a daze. Although she was extremely anxious, her body was no longer controlled by her own body because of being stimulated by the true energy of Huanxi. Instead, she tried her best to cooperate with each other. If Song Qingshu had not been soft-hearted at the end when she saw the tears at the corners of her eyes, she would probably be no different from a useless person now.
Despite this, she still lost nearly half of her cultivation, and she was a typical example of stealing chickens and losing a lot of rice.
Although Li Qingluo couldn't help but lose her consciousness just now, the scenes after she woke up actually appeared in her mind like a movie. Li Qingluo was both embarrassed and angry, and was confused, biting her lips for a moment and staring blankly there.
Seeing Li Qingluo's body erect, Song Qingshu secretly admired in his heart. He was such a moving beauty. If someone could choose the situation just now, even if it was very likely to be squeezed into a person, most men would still pounce on him without hesitation.
In fact, you don’t have to hate me so much. Although I sucked half of your internal strength, first of all, you sucked me first, and I just treated the person with the same method; secondly, I also healed your internal injuries. You must know that your previous serious injuries were so serious. If you healed yourself, it would not be cured for more than half a year.
Li Qingluo knew that he was telling the truth. Her previous injuries made it impossible for her to fight with others within half a year, otherwise the injuries would be even more difficult to heal. As the Virgin of the White Lotus Sect, she could be said to be sitting on the tip of the knife at all times. If someone knew her injuries, she would definitely not be able to hold on until half a year later.
Although she has lost half of her cultivation, her internal injuries have been healed. With the Beiming magic skill in hand, it is not difficult to recover her strength. Therefore, from this perspective, she is not at a loss.
But tonight she lost more than half of her cultivation level!
I have always been above my head on weekdays, and after my husband passed away, I have been as handsome as a jade for more than ten years. Today, I am like the most despicable prostitute in a brothel, and I am so happy under him. Thinking of the various scenes just now, Li Qingluo's voice became colder and colder: In this way, should I thank you?
Song Qingshu seemed to be unable to realize the irony in her words at all, but nodded for granted: This is natural, if you don’t believe it, look in the mirror first.
With a casual move, the bronze mirror on the table was sucked into his hand and placed in front of Li Qingluo: Although the wife is beautiful, she used to look like a man in the world owes you money, like a resentful woman in the deep boudoir who is dissatisfied with desire.But look at the moment, my eyebrows are stretched and charming, my face is rosy and shiny, and I look radiant. I look at least twenty years younger, and it is not in vain that I work hard to irrigate so many times.
After all, women love beauty. Li Qingluo was looking at the beautiful young woman in the mirror with a blushing face, stroking her face, and was a little happy with the changes that had happened on her body. However, when she heard Song Qingshu's last sentence, she was so angry that she picked up the mirror and smashed it on Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu took the mirror and couldn't help laughing: Okay, I won't be kidding anymore. I have two questions now to ask you.
Li Qingluo snorted and turned her head directly.
You mentioned that you hate the Jin people the most, but as far as I know, the White Lotus Sect is not a righteous man in the anti-Jin period. Moreover, you live in Gusu, and it seems that Gusu has not suffered from the Jin soldiers in recent years. So why do you hate the Jin people so much?
This is what Song Qingshu couldn't understand the most. Logically speaking, Li Qingluo and the Jin Kingdom couldn't have any relationship. Where did this deep hatred come from?
Li Qingluo had no expression on her face and directly met with silence.
Let’s change the question, Song Qingshu doesn’t mind, why did you go to Zhulin to save the Huashan Sect before?Yue Buqun, the Huashan Sect, claims to be a famous sect and will never make friends with people from the White Lotus Sect, so I really can't figure out the reason why you took action to save them.
Song Qingshu suspected in his heart that Li Qingluo had a relationship with Yue Fei's daughter, but the specific situation needed to be confirmed by her.
Li Qingluo closed her lips tightly, but still did not answer.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Even if you don’t say it, it doesn’t matter. At worst, I will take off your clothes and tie you to the gate of Yangzhou City. Next to it, the Virgin of the White Lotus and the Jade Body of the King of Gusu Mantuo Villa are also written. I believe that the passers-by are very happy to appreciate the body of the wife. In less than three days, the news should also be transmitted back to Gusu Mantuo Villa...
That kind of scene couldn't help but appear in his mind. When Li Qingluo thought of countless stinky men under the city gate scanning every inch of his skin with disgusting eyes, he felt chill.
Since you are afraid, just answer the questions honestly.Notice the inadvertent trembling of her body, Song Qingshu stared at her tightly.
After all, Li Qingluo is not a little girl with little experience. After the initial panic, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth: I don’t believe you will really do that.
Song Qingshu frowned: Why not?
If you are such a ruthless person, I wouldn't have half of my skills left now.
Li Qingluo replied faintly, even as an enemy, she had to admit that the other party was a person who was a pity-savvy person, but her eyes fell on the remaining bruises and red marks on her body, and she immediately overturned the idea.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled: Yes, I am indeed a person who loves to be beautiful, but that is only for innocent and kind women. I don't have that much patience to be a femme fatale like my wife.
Li Qingluo sat upright, letting her beautiful body be exposed to him. While packing up the clothes scattered all over the floor, she said: The more fierce you say, the softer your heart will be.
Song Qingshu's face changed slightly, and he looked at her quietly. After a long time, he said: Madam is indeed worthy of being the Virgin of White Lotus. This wisdom is definitely not something that ordinary women can possess.
Thank you for the compliment.
Li Qingluo picked up the clothes and found that they were all torn, obviously they were torn very roughly, and her cheeks were burned. She still vaguely remembered the situation just now that it was not the man in front of her who tore the clothes, but herself.
You won, Song Qingshu sighed. I really can't do that, but I still have a way to deal with you.
What method?Li Qingluo asked casually while pulling the quilt next to her to block her chest.
For example, inject the true qi of joy into your body.Song Qingshu stretched out his finger and smiled very strangely.
Li Qingluo's face changed, but she quickly calmed down: Humph, can you come again?
Song Qingshu breathed suffocated. He never expected her to be so fierce. When he thought that he had been obsessed with her for a night and was indeed powerless in a short period of time, he couldn't help but feel angry and said: Even if I can't come again, can't I just find a few guards to come in!
Li Qingluo gave him a disdainful look: Are you willing to give up?
Seeing her look like she was determined to be able to eat herself, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel hatred. This woman was clearly an iceberg before, but she didn't expect that she would have such a clear grasp of the man's psychology. Yes, he really couldn't do such a waste of resources.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and Song Qingshu smiled and said: I really can't deal with you now, and I won't call other men to come. But I can inject my true energy into joy and lock you in the house alone, so that you can try the taste again.
Li Qingluo's face finally changed, because based on her experience and wisdom, it is indeed very possible for the other party to do such a thing.
I count three times. If you don’t speak yet, don’t blame me for being rude.Song Qingshu was well aware of the principle of struggling while the iron was hot and did not give her any time to think.
one!
two!
Song Qingshu had already walked to Li Qingluo at this time and tried to poke his fingers. At this moment, Li Qingluo finally spoke: Yue Fei is my uncle...
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