Chapter 1819 Naturally Different

Song Qingshu was also speechless at this time. Wuyazi's vision of accepting his apprentice was indeed not very good. One was sinister and cruel, the other was stupid and stupid, and he couldn't even tell who was the enemy and who was the friend.

Unfortunately, the reason was really inconvenient to say in front of so many people, which made him feel a little embarrassed for a while.

At this time, Xuan Cheng saw that something was wrong, so he drilled into the hole in the wooden house. Song Qingshu's face changed and a wisp of sword energy shot away. Xuan Cheng was prepared and hurriedly dodged to the side, but this was a little far away from the hole in the wooden house.

Song Qingshu's sleeves flew over, and a huge rock flew over from the side. Seeing this, Su Xinghe reached out to stop him, but the huge rock suddenly became a little short, making him empty. When he realized that the huge rock had already blocked the hole in the wooden house.

The boy from Tianshan not far away sneered: Overestimate one's ability!

She could naturally see that Song Qingshu had just stopped, otherwise Su Xinghe would have been a master, but if he wanted to stop the stone rich in his internal strength, he would ensure that he was seriously injured.

Unfortunately, Su Xinghe didn't see anything, but instead was a little angry: Mr. Song, are you here to make trouble on purpose?Although our deaf and mute sect is not a big sect, it is not so insulting!

Song Qingshu said lightly: I think you are concerned about Wuyazi's hard work, and I don't care about you as much as you do.

Su Xinghe opened his mouth and finally feared his great reputation. Ding Chunqiu was his primary enemy, and it was really not appropriate to attack another great enemy.

Xuan Cheng, who had not spoken, had to express his opinion: What do you mean? This is my affairs with Mr. Su, what does it have to do with you?

Hearing his words, some people in the field looked a little strange, thinking that Shaolin's Xuan Cheng was always arrogant and believed in the truth of fist. When did he become so reasonable?

Song Qingshu looked at him deeply: Do you have any unspeakable plans to go in so anxiously?

Amitabha!At this time, Abbot Xuanci also stood up. Our Shaolin Sect has always been open and upright, so don’t talk nonsense.

Xu Zhu also came to Xuancheng at this time, guarding against Song Qingshu's sudden attack: Although the young master has high martial arts skills, it is really inappropriate to interfere in the internal affairs of other sects like this.

Amitabha, I don’t know why Donor Song stopped Master Xuancheng.

Kurong also stood faintly beside the monks of Shaolin. Whether it was Song Qingshu or Jiumozhi, they had the idea of ​​using the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. Now the two of them are obviously in the same group, so he naturally doesn't like Song Qingshu.

Sister Shen, it’s not that I want to be an enemy of you on purpose, but Mr. Song is a bit in the wrong this time.

Duan Yu stood beside Kurong and explained to the girls quickly, not knowing whether he said this to Li Qiushui or Wang Yuyan.

Good, good, good, Master Yideng did not want to interfere with these things, but Duan Yu was the prince of Dali. As a member of the Duan family, he naturally had the obligation to ensure the safety of the other party.

Chen Jialuo also passed by: If you have a surname Song, you will do many unrighteous things, and those who are here will have justice in their hearts.

Whether it is the grudge between Honghuahui and Song Qingshu, or his relationship with Shaolin Temple, his choice is self-evident.

Yuan Ziyi was naturally inseparable from him, and waved to Huo Qingtong to go over. Huo Qingtong looked hesitant. She did not want to be enemies with the people on Song Qingshu's side, but it would be even more inappropriate if she continued to stand here at this time, so she retreated aside, her posture was also very obvious, and the two did not help each other.

Yuan Shixiao glanced at her, shook her head and walked to Chen Jialuo, looked at Song Qingshu and said: Ah Qing also kept saying that you are a good person, but whether it is based on what Ziyi said or what Jialuo had experienced, it proves that you are not a good person. Now it seems that the legendary Golden Snake King is indeed the best at lying women.

Huo Qingtong, who was on the side, turned red and explained with great intention, but in front of so many people, he had even more traces of it. He didn't know what to say for a while; let alone her, Li Qinglu and the girls on the other side were a little uncomfortable.

When he heard him mention A Qing, Song Qingshu was suddenly attracted by attention: Where is A Qing now?

Yuan Shixiao sighed: I don’t know, if she was there, how could you be so arrogant here?As a master of the side, he was open-minded and did not deliberately use Ah Qing's name to scare the other side.

Li Qiushui couldn't help but snorted: You all came out one by one, do you want more people to bully fewer people?Where did we place our sisters?

The Tianshan Tonglao rolled her eyes: Who is sister to you? You are shameless.

However, although she said this, she still approached Song Qingshu in action. Although she was dissatisfied with the other party's enslavement, the other party was quite good to her along the way, and Wuyazi was still counting on him to save her.

Jiumozhi laughed a few times: Since the little monk entered the Central Plains, these so-called famous and upright sects love to do the most is to bully the few with the more, but they didn't expect that they still haven't made any progress.

Hearing his words, Kurong, Xuanci and others' faces became hot. When Tianlong Temple fought against one with six against one, they seemed a little disgraceful when they fought on the wheels of Shaolin Temple.

Jiumozhi stood beside Song Qingshu and looked at the King of Jinlun beside him: I wonder what the senior brother is thinking?

Both of them are from Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. Although they are from different sects, they still maintain the etiquette they should have on the surface.

King Jinlun Dharma made a fuss: Mr. Song’s martial arts are unfathomable, so why do you and me help me? You and my junior brother don’t have to worry.

Among the four major branches of Tantric Buddhism, he and Jiumozhi belong to the same sect, and they fight openly and secretly on weekdays; not to mention that he had had several conflicts with Song Qingshu. Just now, it was just because of the peace talks between the Mongolian Golden Snake Camp that both sides maintained superficial peace.

Jiumozhi was stunned. Seeing that he had a great chat with Song Qingshu before, he thought the other party would definitely help. With the help of these masters from Mongolia, their chances of winning were greater, but they didn't expect that the other party clearly wanted to watch the show. As expected, they were not my own, and their hearts would be different!

Hey, there must be something fun to get together with so many people.Suddenly, a voice that could not suppress its excitement came not far away.

Everyone turned around and saw two white-haired old men walking towards this side with a middle-aged man. One of them had a rectangular face, a whisker under his chin, thick hands and feet, his clothes were covered with nails, but they were washed clean, holding a green bamboo stick in his hand and a large gourd with red paint on his back; the other old man had a childish face, and the more important thing was that he looked cynical, not like an old man, but more like a child.

Li Qiushui chuckled: Senior sister, this person is exactly the opposite of you. You look like a child, but your words and deeds are old and majestic; this person looks like an old man, but your behavior is like a child.