Can you save someone?The Lu brothers and others who knew Jia Baoyu's background were laughing.
Don’t say they didn’t believe it, even Xue Baochai hurriedly pulled his sleeve: Baoyu, don’t mess around.
I can really save it.Hearing the ridiculous laughter around him became louder, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. Things in the world are often like this. Everyone believes in lies, but no one believes in the truth.
Could it be that you have cultivated some internal strength that is extremely strong and yang?
Compared to others, Yang Xiao obviously cared more about Huo Qingtong's safety. After all, the other party was injured because of him, so he had a glimmer of hope that he didn't want to give up.
That's not.
Song Qingshu thought that the internal strength of the Nine Yin Sutras he practiced was more feminine and soft, while the Shenzhao Sutra was masculine. However, in the end, they were all harmonized with the internal strength of Huanxi Zen. Moreover, if he exposed his internal strength at this time, wouldn’t he have exposed his identity?
Touch~ Even the Ming Cult is booing now.
Unfortunately, the leader is not here, otherwise with his Nine Yang Divine Art, how could this mere cold poison be defeated?Yang Xiao couldn't help but sigh.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but say: Instead of looking forward to Zhang Wuji who doesn't know where, it's better to believe me. I can really save her. If you can't save you, kill me and pay for your life.
Baoyu, don’t talk nonsense.Xue Baochai was anxious when she heard this. Even the woman in yellow felt that he was too reckless, how could she make such a vow?
Be this true?
Yang Xiao was in the second-in-command of the Ming Cult. Zhang Wuji was absent for a long time on weekdays. He was basically responsible for everything in the church. He was quite clever in his ability to identify people. The other party felt an inexplicable calmness and indifference in his ridicule to the surroundings, which made him subconsciously believe it.
really.Song Qingshu replied lightly.
Xue Baochai hurriedly pulled him aside with an anxious expression: Baoyu, stop making trouble, you don’t understand martial arts, how can you save her?Originally, this matter had nothing to do with us, but as soon as you get involved, things would be in trouble. Huo Qingtong is Mingzhu of the Muche Lun tribe, or the wife of the future leader of the Ming Cult. If something happens, wouldn’t it make the Song Dynasty get into evil with them?It's fine, but you still bet on your own life?
I can indeed save her, but it is not convenient to disclose the way to save her.Song Qingshu explained.
Xue Baochai wanted to say something else, but the woman in yellow advised: Let him try it. I don’t think he is lying.
Seeing that she said this, Xue Baochai was stunned and had to press the doubts in her heart first.
OK, I'll bother the young master to rescue him.Yang Xiao bowed his hand, and his eyes were full of curiosity. Even so many masters on the field could not save them. How could the other party save a playboy?
Song Qingshu replied: Come on, take Miss Huo to my room, no one else is allowed to come in.
As soon as these words were said, the people from Mu Zhuolun’s tribe and the Ming Cult were in an instant and Huo Qingtong’s brother Huo Ai was furious: Boy, what do you want to do?
Song Qingshu rolled his eyes and pointed to Huo Qingtong beside him: She has only half her life left, her whole body is as cold as a corpse, I can't do anything I want.
you!Huo Ayi was speechless for a moment, and there was no trace of blood on her sister's face at this time. If she closed her eyes, she would be like a dead person.
This matter must not be done.Yang Xiao just agreed, but at this time he opposed it. Miss Huo, a big girl, can you live in the same room with you alone and widowed?
The other party is the future leader's wife. The two potential leader's wife Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min both followed Song Qingshu, making the Ming Cult's face bleak and were particularly sensitive to this aspect. If Huo Qingtong's reputation was also damaged at this time, Yang Xiao would have really become the sinner of the Ming Cult.
Why are you all so dirty in your mind? It’s dirty people who see everything dirty.Song Qingshu snorted coldly.
Xue Baochai and the woman in yellow on the side all turned red. It turned out that when they heard his request just now, the first thought was the same. After all, Jia Baoyu was famous for hang out among women in Lin'an City.
Anyway, no!If we think of another way, I don’t believe that there will be no one to save so many masters in the city.Yang Xiao struggled to stand up, ready to call someone to help Huo Qingtong out.
Song Qingshu laughed twice: Looking at the entire Xingqing Mansion, there are only a few top masters. Although King Xiao has high martial arts skills, his internal strength is not his strength. Moreover, he has fought with Zhuang Juxian before, and he is also very afraid of the other party's cold poison. I am afraid that there is no way to eliminate the poison. Prince Duan of Dali's Beiming magic skill can suck out the cold poison from Miss Huo's body, but he is not proficient in operation and it is easy to suck away the internal strength that Miss Huo has been practicing hard for more than ten years; the Great Lun Ming King of Tubo is missing at this time; there are many masters in Shaolin, but it is a pity that the Beggar Gang Shaolin has always been in good terms, and you Ming Cult and Shaolin have always had a rift. Will they risk offending the Beggar Gang to help you?The rest are the masters from Mongolia. You have been fighting against Mongolia for many years, so you can't count on them, right?
Yang Xiao and others looked at each other and remained silent for a moment because the other party's analysis was reasonable.
Xue Baochai and the woman in yellow opened their eyes, and the other party talked and analyzed it at will. Is this the playboy she is familiar with?
Just when I didn't know what to do, a faint voice sounded in the hall: Let Mr. Jia give it a try.It turned out that Huo Qingtong spoke.
Huo Ayi and others frowned: But...
Huo Qingtong forced a smile: There are so many people in the field, and I think Mr. Jia will not be ignorant of the general indiscriminate situation.
Huo Ayi knew that her sister was extremely smart, so she naturally had her considerations: OK, let's stay outside. If he had any bad behavior, just shout it.
good.Huo Qingtong's cheeks were covered with a hint of pink.
Song Qingshu looked depressed: Hey, hey, now you are asking me to save people, why do you still have this attitude and don’t save them anymore?
Huo Ayi was furious and pulled out the scimitar and forced him over: Boy, are you playing tricks on us?
Yang Xiao, Yin Yewang and others also stared at each other with a bad expression. If they hadn't cared about the face of the woman in yellow, they would probably have to look good at him right now.
Xue Baochai couldn't help but say angrily: When is it now? Baoyu, don't mess around.
Song Qingshu turned his head aside, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.
Huo Qingtong said: I hope Mr. Jia will forgive me. My elder brother and others are also worried about me. If you have any offense, I will apologize to the young master first.
Song Qingshu's face then calmed down: This girl is better speaking, okay, if such a beautiful girl dies, it would be a waste of resources, so I will reluctantly save her.
Unlike the others who looked angry, Huo Qingtong blinked her eyes and looked at the playboy in front of her curiously. She was galloping on the battlefield and noticed her uniqueness more keenly than others.
Next, Huo Qingtong was helped into the house. Seeing the other party kicking everyone out, he couldn't help but ask curiously: How to treat it next?
However, she almost fainted when she heard the other party’s answer, because the other party said: Take off the clothes first.
Don’t say they didn’t believe it, even Xue Baochai hurriedly pulled his sleeve: Baoyu, don’t mess around.
I can really save it.Hearing the ridiculous laughter around him became louder, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. Things in the world are often like this. Everyone believes in lies, but no one believes in the truth.
Could it be that you have cultivated some internal strength that is extremely strong and yang?
Compared to others, Yang Xiao obviously cared more about Huo Qingtong's safety. After all, the other party was injured because of him, so he had a glimmer of hope that he didn't want to give up.
That's not.
Song Qingshu thought that the internal strength of the Nine Yin Sutras he practiced was more feminine and soft, while the Shenzhao Sutra was masculine. However, in the end, they were all harmonized with the internal strength of Huanxi Zen. Moreover, if he exposed his internal strength at this time, wouldn’t he have exposed his identity?
Touch~ Even the Ming Cult is booing now.
Unfortunately, the leader is not here, otherwise with his Nine Yang Divine Art, how could this mere cold poison be defeated?Yang Xiao couldn't help but sigh.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but say: Instead of looking forward to Zhang Wuji who doesn't know where, it's better to believe me. I can really save her. If you can't save you, kill me and pay for your life.
Baoyu, don’t talk nonsense.Xue Baochai was anxious when she heard this. Even the woman in yellow felt that he was too reckless, how could she make such a vow?
Be this true?
Yang Xiao was in the second-in-command of the Ming Cult. Zhang Wuji was absent for a long time on weekdays. He was basically responsible for everything in the church. He was quite clever in his ability to identify people. The other party felt an inexplicable calmness and indifference in his ridicule to the surroundings, which made him subconsciously believe it.
really.Song Qingshu replied lightly.
Xue Baochai hurriedly pulled him aside with an anxious expression: Baoyu, stop making trouble, you don’t understand martial arts, how can you save her?Originally, this matter had nothing to do with us, but as soon as you get involved, things would be in trouble. Huo Qingtong is Mingzhu of the Muche Lun tribe, or the wife of the future leader of the Ming Cult. If something happens, wouldn’t it make the Song Dynasty get into evil with them?It's fine, but you still bet on your own life?
I can indeed save her, but it is not convenient to disclose the way to save her.Song Qingshu explained.
Xue Baochai wanted to say something else, but the woman in yellow advised: Let him try it. I don’t think he is lying.
Seeing that she said this, Xue Baochai was stunned and had to press the doubts in her heart first.
OK, I'll bother the young master to rescue him.Yang Xiao bowed his hand, and his eyes were full of curiosity. Even so many masters on the field could not save them. How could the other party save a playboy?
Song Qingshu replied: Come on, take Miss Huo to my room, no one else is allowed to come in.
As soon as these words were said, the people from Mu Zhuolun’s tribe and the Ming Cult were in an instant and Huo Qingtong’s brother Huo Ai was furious: Boy, what do you want to do?
Song Qingshu rolled his eyes and pointed to Huo Qingtong beside him: She has only half her life left, her whole body is as cold as a corpse, I can't do anything I want.
you!Huo Ayi was speechless for a moment, and there was no trace of blood on her sister's face at this time. If she closed her eyes, she would be like a dead person.
This matter must not be done.Yang Xiao just agreed, but at this time he opposed it. Miss Huo, a big girl, can you live in the same room with you alone and widowed?
The other party is the future leader's wife. The two potential leader's wife Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min both followed Song Qingshu, making the Ming Cult's face bleak and were particularly sensitive to this aspect. If Huo Qingtong's reputation was also damaged at this time, Yang Xiao would have really become the sinner of the Ming Cult.
Why are you all so dirty in your mind? It’s dirty people who see everything dirty.Song Qingshu snorted coldly.
Xue Baochai and the woman in yellow on the side all turned red. It turned out that when they heard his request just now, the first thought was the same. After all, Jia Baoyu was famous for hang out among women in Lin'an City.
Anyway, no!If we think of another way, I don’t believe that there will be no one to save so many masters in the city.Yang Xiao struggled to stand up, ready to call someone to help Huo Qingtong out.
Song Qingshu laughed twice: Looking at the entire Xingqing Mansion, there are only a few top masters. Although King Xiao has high martial arts skills, his internal strength is not his strength. Moreover, he has fought with Zhuang Juxian before, and he is also very afraid of the other party's cold poison. I am afraid that there is no way to eliminate the poison. Prince Duan of Dali's Beiming magic skill can suck out the cold poison from Miss Huo's body, but he is not proficient in operation and it is easy to suck away the internal strength that Miss Huo has been practicing hard for more than ten years; the Great Lun Ming King of Tubo is missing at this time; there are many masters in Shaolin, but it is a pity that the Beggar Gang Shaolin has always been in good terms, and you Ming Cult and Shaolin have always had a rift. Will they risk offending the Beggar Gang to help you?The rest are the masters from Mongolia. You have been fighting against Mongolia for many years, so you can't count on them, right?
Yang Xiao and others looked at each other and remained silent for a moment because the other party's analysis was reasonable.
Xue Baochai and the woman in yellow opened their eyes, and the other party talked and analyzed it at will. Is this the playboy she is familiar with?
Just when I didn't know what to do, a faint voice sounded in the hall: Let Mr. Jia give it a try.It turned out that Huo Qingtong spoke.
Huo Ayi and others frowned: But...
Huo Qingtong forced a smile: There are so many people in the field, and I think Mr. Jia will not be ignorant of the general indiscriminate situation.
Huo Ayi knew that her sister was extremely smart, so she naturally had her considerations: OK, let's stay outside. If he had any bad behavior, just shout it.
good.Huo Qingtong's cheeks were covered with a hint of pink.
Song Qingshu looked depressed: Hey, hey, now you are asking me to save people, why do you still have this attitude and don’t save them anymore?
Huo Ayi was furious and pulled out the scimitar and forced him over: Boy, are you playing tricks on us?
Yang Xiao, Yin Yewang and others also stared at each other with a bad expression. If they hadn't cared about the face of the woman in yellow, they would probably have to look good at him right now.
Xue Baochai couldn't help but say angrily: When is it now? Baoyu, don't mess around.
Song Qingshu turned his head aside, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.
Huo Qingtong said: I hope Mr. Jia will forgive me. My elder brother and others are also worried about me. If you have any offense, I will apologize to the young master first.
Song Qingshu's face then calmed down: This girl is better speaking, okay, if such a beautiful girl dies, it would be a waste of resources, so I will reluctantly save her.
Unlike the others who looked angry, Huo Qingtong blinked her eyes and looked at the playboy in front of her curiously. She was galloping on the battlefield and noticed her uniqueness more keenly than others.
Next, Huo Qingtong was helped into the house. Seeing the other party kicking everyone out, he couldn't help but ask curiously: How to treat it next?
However, she almost fainted when she heard the other party’s answer, because the other party said: Take off the clothes first.