Song Qingshu couldn't help but say: The reason why you want to travel with you is probably not to lobby them, but more importantly, you are afraid that Huo Du is still nearby.
Huo Qingtong's cheeks turned red and she snorted: What's wrong with killing two birds with one stone?
Wang Yuyan looked at Song Qingshu and said softly: Brother Song, Sister Huo has traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains. It is very hard to run for the future of the tribe. Don’t make things difficult for her anymore.
After talking to Huo Qingtong, she developed a considerable respect for the strong heroine, so she naturally didn't want her to be ridiculed by Song Qingshu.
I rarely hear Wang Yuyan begging each other softly. Although Song Qingshu is not Duan Yu, he still feels a little embarrassed to hear it. Naturally, I feel embarrassed to continue to make things difficult for Huo Qingtong.
Soon after the breakfast, the group set off for Leigushan. The town where they had settled before was not far from Leigushan. The group rode their horses and finally arrived at the Leigushan realm early the next morning.
I went straight to the mountain road and walked to noon. The terrain became higher and higher. Finally, the horses could no longer go up. The group had to get off the horse and walk. After walking for more than half an hour, they came to a place and saw the bamboo shade and the scenery was quiet. A pavilion was built by giant bamboo next to the mountain stream, building an elegant and exquisite mind, and the bamboo was the pavilion, and the pavilion was the bamboo. At first glance, it was impossible to tell whether it was a bamboo forest or a pavilion.
Huo Qingtongsheng returned to Xinjiang and saw such exquisite scenery, he couldn't help but admire him. Even those who grew up in the southern country, such as Song Qingshu and Wang Yuyan, secretly admired the quiet design.
There were two young men wearing rural farmers' clothes standing there in the pavilion. They walked up to everyone and bowed and bowed: How many of them are here to participate in the Zhenlong chess game?
At the same time, I was secretly shocked. The men in this group were handsome and graceful, and even those monks were solemn. Is they a person from heaven?
The two of them were upright and vigorous, and they couldn't help but secretly look at some beautiful women. Unfortunately, the women's appearance was too outstanding, as if they had an invisible light, and they didn't dare to look at them any more.
Seeing the small movements of several people, Song Qingshu smiled slightly, thinking that when he was young in his previous life, he wanted to see the beauty but didn't dare to see it.
The young man noticed his smile and looked red. He hurriedly took out a firecracker from his arms and ignited it.
With a bang, firecrackers rushed into the sky.
Ordinary firecrackers all banged, and then slapped in the air, shattering to pieces. After the firecracker flew into the air, they patted three times in a row.
Li Qiushui frowned slightly: It seems that he should be Su Xinghe's disciple. He has not learned much martial arts well, and he is full of strange and lustful skills.
She was a little far apart, and the young man didn't hear it clearly, otherwise he would have to come out to maintain the majesty of the ancestors.
Soon a group of people came down from the mountain road, with more than 30 people, dressed in rural farmers, carrying long weapons in their hands.
When I got close, I saw that these long objects were not weapons, but bamboo slugs.
A rope net is tied between each two bamboo levers, which is for people to ride.
The young man bowed and said, "My master, Suke, everyone should be polite, so they sat up."
Only then did everyone realize that this should be a bamboo sedan specialized in dealing with the mountain roads. Li Qiushui snorted: These people are so slow, I don’t have time to spend time with them.
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up the mountain like a wisp of smoke, which made the disciples dressed in the village peasants stunned.
Jiumozhi was also amazed: Lingbo Weibu is really the most advanced light skill in the world.
You can't let the witch rush first.Seeing Li Qiushui leave, Tianshan Tonglao was worried that she would see Wuyazi first, so she hurriedly used her light skills to chase after her.
Song Qingshu looked surprised: These two people are really anxious, let’s go up too.
Since the two of them had already started to use their light skills and ran up the mountain, they naturally could not follow them slowly in a bamboo sedan chair, and could only use their light skills and follow them.
Jiumozhi has profound skills. When he uses light skills, he is also as strong as flying on this rugged hillside. Li Qinglu also knows how to walk in the waves. As a disciple who is carefully trained by Li Qiushui, his skills are also the best in the younger generation, so there is no problem.
Only Wang Yuyan does not know any martial arts skills. Looking at this rugged and steep mountain road is really difficult. Although Li Qinglu is willing to help, her skills are limited, so she can't get it by herself. She is really unable to catch her strength.
In fact, along the way, Li Qiushui hugged Wang Yuyan and walked through mountains and rivers. Unfortunately, today he was about to see Wuyazi, so he threw this granddaughter aside.
Menglang, please help her.Seeing her cousin’s embarrassment, Li Qinglu said to Song Qingshu.
Nowadays, the so-called help is indispensable. In fact, Song Qingshu comes from later generations, and such physical contact is not a big deal. However, considering the conservative atmosphere of this era and in front of Li Qinglu, it is really not too close to his sister-in-law.
However, now Li Qinglu has taken the initiative to propose, and Wang Yuyan's face turned slightly red, but she did not refuse. Song Qingshu naturally didn't need to hesitate and came to her: Miss Wang, I'll take you up there.
Wang Yuyan was a little embarrassed: Thank you Brother Song.At the same time, I felt a little strange in my heart. I always felt that he had taken advantage of this, so why did I thank him instead...
Song Qingshu's thoughts had already flown to the Zhenlong chess game. He was thinking about why so many martial arts people appeared, so he naturally had no time to care about the girl's random thoughts at this time. He picked up her slender waist and the touch of her holding her heart made him feel moved.
If it were Duan Yu, he might have had nosebleeds now, right?
Song Qingshu guessed maliciously, and at the same time, he took the lead in walking with a little toe and his sleeves.
He ran without a quick moment, but he seemed to float on this steep mountain road, without placing the ground, and instantly he sank into the bamboo forest ahead.
Huo Qingtong behind him was always a little dissatisfied with him, and he had always heard about his martial arts skills, but he had never seen him take action. Now, seeing his light skills as if he was banished from heaven, I couldn't help but secretly admire him: Although this person hates a little, his light skills are really powerful. He went back to Xinjiang, no, even if he included the Ming Sect, Master Zhang probably did not have this light skills...
Since Song Qingshu had already set off, Li Qinglu naturally used Lingbo Microsteps to follow. Huo Qingtong had no choice but to use her light skills to follow. Unfortunately, although her martial arts skills were good, they could only be considered good. How could she compare to Song Qingshu and Jiumozhi and other figures standing at the top of the world?
Even though I tried my best and felt a little sweat, I was still getting farther and farther away from the people ahead, and soon they disappeared from the sight.
Huo Qingtong has been carrying the important task of protecting the tribe over the years. Unfortunately, Mongolia is getting stronger and stronger, and Hui tribe is getting weaker and weaker. She can't see any hope at all. This time she also went to the Central Plains to mount, hoping that all countries will unite to fight against Mongolia. However, as a leader, how could she not know that all countries are considering themselves, and the hope of uniting is extremely slim.
Even so, she kept holding back her persistence, but now there was no more people in the whole mountain and wilderness. She seemed to be abandoned by the heaven and earth. When she thought of the heavy burden on her shoulders, she couldn't help but feel sad, and tears couldn't help but pull down from under her cheeks, unable to stop.
Don’t cry if you can’t keep up, right?At this time, a joke suddenly came from beside her. Huo Qingtong looked up and saw that she had come to her at some point.
Huo Qingtong's cheeks turned red and she snorted: What's wrong with killing two birds with one stone?
Wang Yuyan looked at Song Qingshu and said softly: Brother Song, Sister Huo has traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains. It is very hard to run for the future of the tribe. Don’t make things difficult for her anymore.
After talking to Huo Qingtong, she developed a considerable respect for the strong heroine, so she naturally didn't want her to be ridiculed by Song Qingshu.
I rarely hear Wang Yuyan begging each other softly. Although Song Qingshu is not Duan Yu, he still feels a little embarrassed to hear it. Naturally, I feel embarrassed to continue to make things difficult for Huo Qingtong.
Soon after the breakfast, the group set off for Leigushan. The town where they had settled before was not far from Leigushan. The group rode their horses and finally arrived at the Leigushan realm early the next morning.
I went straight to the mountain road and walked to noon. The terrain became higher and higher. Finally, the horses could no longer go up. The group had to get off the horse and walk. After walking for more than half an hour, they came to a place and saw the bamboo shade and the scenery was quiet. A pavilion was built by giant bamboo next to the mountain stream, building an elegant and exquisite mind, and the bamboo was the pavilion, and the pavilion was the bamboo. At first glance, it was impossible to tell whether it was a bamboo forest or a pavilion.
Huo Qingtongsheng returned to Xinjiang and saw such exquisite scenery, he couldn't help but admire him. Even those who grew up in the southern country, such as Song Qingshu and Wang Yuyan, secretly admired the quiet design.
There were two young men wearing rural farmers' clothes standing there in the pavilion. They walked up to everyone and bowed and bowed: How many of them are here to participate in the Zhenlong chess game?
At the same time, I was secretly shocked. The men in this group were handsome and graceful, and even those monks were solemn. Is they a person from heaven?
The two of them were upright and vigorous, and they couldn't help but secretly look at some beautiful women. Unfortunately, the women's appearance was too outstanding, as if they had an invisible light, and they didn't dare to look at them any more.
Seeing the small movements of several people, Song Qingshu smiled slightly, thinking that when he was young in his previous life, he wanted to see the beauty but didn't dare to see it.
The young man noticed his smile and looked red. He hurriedly took out a firecracker from his arms and ignited it.
With a bang, firecrackers rushed into the sky.
Ordinary firecrackers all banged, and then slapped in the air, shattering to pieces. After the firecracker flew into the air, they patted three times in a row.
Li Qiushui frowned slightly: It seems that he should be Su Xinghe's disciple. He has not learned much martial arts well, and he is full of strange and lustful skills.
She was a little far apart, and the young man didn't hear it clearly, otherwise he would have to come out to maintain the majesty of the ancestors.
Soon a group of people came down from the mountain road, with more than 30 people, dressed in rural farmers, carrying long weapons in their hands.
When I got close, I saw that these long objects were not weapons, but bamboo slugs.
A rope net is tied between each two bamboo levers, which is for people to ride.
The young man bowed and said, "My master, Suke, everyone should be polite, so they sat up."
Only then did everyone realize that this should be a bamboo sedan specialized in dealing with the mountain roads. Li Qiushui snorted: These people are so slow, I don’t have time to spend time with them.
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up the mountain like a wisp of smoke, which made the disciples dressed in the village peasants stunned.
Jiumozhi was also amazed: Lingbo Weibu is really the most advanced light skill in the world.
You can't let the witch rush first.Seeing Li Qiushui leave, Tianshan Tonglao was worried that she would see Wuyazi first, so she hurriedly used her light skills to chase after her.
Song Qingshu looked surprised: These two people are really anxious, let’s go up too.
Since the two of them had already started to use their light skills and ran up the mountain, they naturally could not follow them slowly in a bamboo sedan chair, and could only use their light skills and follow them.
Jiumozhi has profound skills. When he uses light skills, he is also as strong as flying on this rugged hillside. Li Qinglu also knows how to walk in the waves. As a disciple who is carefully trained by Li Qiushui, his skills are also the best in the younger generation, so there is no problem.
Only Wang Yuyan does not know any martial arts skills. Looking at this rugged and steep mountain road is really difficult. Although Li Qinglu is willing to help, her skills are limited, so she can't get it by herself. She is really unable to catch her strength.
In fact, along the way, Li Qiushui hugged Wang Yuyan and walked through mountains and rivers. Unfortunately, today he was about to see Wuyazi, so he threw this granddaughter aside.
Menglang, please help her.Seeing her cousin’s embarrassment, Li Qinglu said to Song Qingshu.
Nowadays, the so-called help is indispensable. In fact, Song Qingshu comes from later generations, and such physical contact is not a big deal. However, considering the conservative atmosphere of this era and in front of Li Qinglu, it is really not too close to his sister-in-law.
However, now Li Qinglu has taken the initiative to propose, and Wang Yuyan's face turned slightly red, but she did not refuse. Song Qingshu naturally didn't need to hesitate and came to her: Miss Wang, I'll take you up there.
Wang Yuyan was a little embarrassed: Thank you Brother Song.At the same time, I felt a little strange in my heart. I always felt that he had taken advantage of this, so why did I thank him instead...
Song Qingshu's thoughts had already flown to the Zhenlong chess game. He was thinking about why so many martial arts people appeared, so he naturally had no time to care about the girl's random thoughts at this time. He picked up her slender waist and the touch of her holding her heart made him feel moved.
If it were Duan Yu, he might have had nosebleeds now, right?
Song Qingshu guessed maliciously, and at the same time, he took the lead in walking with a little toe and his sleeves.
He ran without a quick moment, but he seemed to float on this steep mountain road, without placing the ground, and instantly he sank into the bamboo forest ahead.
Huo Qingtong behind him was always a little dissatisfied with him, and he had always heard about his martial arts skills, but he had never seen him take action. Now, seeing his light skills as if he was banished from heaven, I couldn't help but secretly admire him: Although this person hates a little, his light skills are really powerful. He went back to Xinjiang, no, even if he included the Ming Sect, Master Zhang probably did not have this light skills...
Since Song Qingshu had already set off, Li Qinglu naturally used Lingbo Microsteps to follow. Huo Qingtong had no choice but to use her light skills to follow. Unfortunately, although her martial arts skills were good, they could only be considered good. How could she compare to Song Qingshu and Jiumozhi and other figures standing at the top of the world?
Even though I tried my best and felt a little sweat, I was still getting farther and farther away from the people ahead, and soon they disappeared from the sight.
Huo Qingtong has been carrying the important task of protecting the tribe over the years. Unfortunately, Mongolia is getting stronger and stronger, and Hui tribe is getting weaker and weaker. She can't see any hope at all. This time she also went to the Central Plains to mount, hoping that all countries will unite to fight against Mongolia. However, as a leader, how could she not know that all countries are considering themselves, and the hope of uniting is extremely slim.
Even so, she kept holding back her persistence, but now there was no more people in the whole mountain and wilderness. She seemed to be abandoned by the heaven and earth. When she thought of the heavy burden on her shoulders, she couldn't help but feel sad, and tears couldn't help but pull down from under her cheeks, unable to stop.
Don’t cry if you can’t keep up, right?At this time, a joke suddenly came from beside her. Huo Qingtong looked up and saw that she had come to her at some point.
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