The person who spoke was a middle-aged beauty. It can be seen that she was a great beauty when she was young, but the beauty has been like a famous general since ancient times, and she is not allowed to see white hair on earth.
Time is the most ruthless. Even if she dresses up, the traces of time can still be seen on her face.
Of course, she still deserves to be a milf now, and her charm still has a few words, but her dressing style and speaking vaguely reveal a hint of frivolous and coquettish spirit.
Song Qingshu noticed that Shan Yuru was beside her, looking respectful. He was wondering who she was, and heard Shan Yuru's voice transmission in his ears: Young Master, this is my master.
Fu Yaohong Ah!
Song Qingshu remembered Shan Yuru's introduction before. He also vaguely remembered this character in "Broken Void". He seemed to be very good at collecting and replenishing male and female sex. I don't know how many men have been sucked away by her.
Hey~
Thinking of this, Song Qingshu felt chills and thought to stay away from this woman in the future, but she was not the type she liked, and his taste was not that heavy.
Here he had to sigh that Shan Yuru was obviously her apprentice, but she was beyond her ambition. She practiced her skills. One was charming and unrestrained, while the other was pure and natural. She looked as simple as a girl next door. She really deserved to have cultivated the Yingui School's skills to an unprecedented level.
Guo Jing’s hometown, Hong Qigong thought for a while, and it seemed to be in Niujia Village.
Which Niujia Village?Fu Yaohong continued to ask.
Close to Lin'an.Hong Qigong had been there before, so he naturally had an impression.
Is it next to the Qiantang River?Fu Yaohong's eyes lit up.
Mr. Hong Qi nodded while recalling: It seems, why, my wife knows my apprentice?
If you don’t know each other, it’s just curiosity. Fu Yaohong covered her mouth and chuckled. Old brother, she is not married yet. Call me a lady Ah. If you don’t dislike me, just call me a girl Yaohong.
Uh~ Hong Qigong was about to drink, but he almost coughed.
Song Qingshu secretly smacked his tongue. Fu Yaohong is really cold and unhappy. Even an old man like Hong Qigong was going to tease him?
I think it must be because he has a crush on his skills. Mr. Hong was unable to control himself for a while and was unable to protect himself.
But what he was even more curious about was what purpose the news that Fu Yaohong asked Guo Jing was for?
Humph, if you think my daughter is too young, why are you still girls?Hong Qigong said unhappily.
Oh, brother, you are so sweet, I praise me for being young.Fu Yaohong smiled.
Hong Qigong: ...
When Song Qingshu was unable to complain, Dan Yuru's voice came from his ears: My master is probably not much younger than Hong Qigong, but she is good at... good at maintaining, so she looks younger.
God is so good at maintaining, I'm afraid he is good at collecting and refining.
Song Qingshu was really surprised. Although Fu Yaohong looked like a half-old woman, it was too far from the old woman. Could it be that the magical sect’s technique of collecting and replenishing is really so magical?
Okay, the old beggar has eaten and drunk almost all. Thank you for your reception, so I will say goodbye.
Hong Qigong's straight man for the rest of his life was extremely uncomfortable by this woman, and he felt that the lamb leg in his hand was not as fragrant as that. In addition, there was no news about Guo Jing here just now, so he naturally was too lazy to stay there.
Brother Ali Bu was furious and thought to himself that he was kind enough to recruit you. As a result, you just made a sarcasm and left so quickly now. Do you really come to eat and treat me as a kid?
Song Qingshu noticed that Ali Buge's hand was slightly raised, and knew that his temper was very similar to traditional Mongolians. He was not as sinic as Kublai Khan, and could be as tolerant as the Han king. He was worried that he would order to be besieged Hong Qigong. Although Hong Qigong had high martial arts skills, there were many masters here. Bi Yejing was just a little weak on his front line. Fu Yaohong and Bi Yejing were brothers and sisters. I think the martial arts skills were similar, and there were other masters of the Destiny Sect. In addition to Mongolian warriors, Hong Qigong might suffer a loss if he really fought.
So he slapped the table and shouted sternly: You think where is this royal palace? Come when you want to come, and leave when you want to go?
Seeing him get up, Brother Ali looked surprised, but his raised hand slowly lowered, intending to see the situation before talking.
Why, do you still have to pay for me after dinner?
Mr. Hong Qi touched his clothes full of patches, and finally spread his hands helplessly. Unfortunately, I am a beggar and I have nothing valuable on my body.
The Seventh Prince is eager to seek talent, so he will naturally not be as knowledgeable as you, but I can't stand it. You can just leave, just be able to beat my knife.
Song Qingshu was unsheathed from his hand, and a cold wind enveloped the entire hall. He raised Brother Ali so high in his words. I guess the other party would not regret it in front of so many people later.
Ali Buge smiled and didn't stop him. He liked to hunt on horseback, and he liked to watch masters fight. He couldn't help but feel a trace of excitement in his eyes.
The other people around also had different reactions. Some people simply watched the show, while some people were more cunning and secretly despised them. They thought that this person from Shuiyue Sect was really despicable and would find opportunities to show kindness to Ali Bu Ge. This is definitely a case of apology.
Good knife!
Hong Qigong put his hands on his hips and laughed with his belly, but I have lived for so many years. Apart from being afraid of not having any delicious food, I have never been afraid of anyone in a fight. I just happened to see your magical ninjutsu in Japan.
Why do you need ninjutsu to deal with you?Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and his whole body was like a wind rushing. He instantly hit Hong Qigong with a knife.
Hong Qigong was also a little surprised at his speed, and hurriedly slapped his blade with a palm, and saw Long Zaitian taking the opportunity to counterattack with another palm.
Song Qingshu was a little shaped, and his whole body was like a feather. With the help of the opponent's palm wind, it flashed to the other side, which caused everyone on the field to exclaim. Even if he had despised him for escaping in the face of the battle, he had to admit that his martial arts attainments were really high. He was as powerful as a galloping horse at the last moment, and as light as a feather at the next moment.
After fighting with the Shuiyue Sect many times, Song Qingshu knew his martial arts well. Originally, his erratic and transient pace was difficult to imitate, but he happened to be good at light skills, so he would naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort when imitating it.
In addition, the Shuiyue Sword is indeed a rare treasure sword. When used, the sword energy is scattered, and everyone in the room feels a chill.
Both of them were very fast, and they fought for more than a dozen moves in a flash. Although Song Qingshu could imitate, Hong Qigong naturally suffered a little loss against the treasure sword with his flesh palm, and soon fell into a disadvantage. He touched his waist and pulled out a green bamboo stick with green shadows, and instantly turned into defense to attack.
The dog-beating stick method is indeed exquisite, and it seems that the Shuiyue Sect is a bit difficult.
Bi Yejing stood beside Ali Buge and explained that he was probably the one who did not want Hong Qigong to lose the most. He just faced Hong Qigong, and it was a draw on the spot, but he knew that he was still a little underdog. Now that he saw the Shuiyue Sect forced the opponent to use weapons, he felt that he had already beaten him. However, this could still be attributed to the advantage of the weapons. But if he really defeated Hong Qigong, where would he put his face?
Time is the most ruthless. Even if she dresses up, the traces of time can still be seen on her face.
Of course, she still deserves to be a milf now, and her charm still has a few words, but her dressing style and speaking vaguely reveal a hint of frivolous and coquettish spirit.
Song Qingshu noticed that Shan Yuru was beside her, looking respectful. He was wondering who she was, and heard Shan Yuru's voice transmission in his ears: Young Master, this is my master.
Fu Yaohong Ah!
Song Qingshu remembered Shan Yuru's introduction before. He also vaguely remembered this character in "Broken Void". He seemed to be very good at collecting and replenishing male and female sex. I don't know how many men have been sucked away by her.
Hey~
Thinking of this, Song Qingshu felt chills and thought to stay away from this woman in the future, but she was not the type she liked, and his taste was not that heavy.
Here he had to sigh that Shan Yuru was obviously her apprentice, but she was beyond her ambition. She practiced her skills. One was charming and unrestrained, while the other was pure and natural. She looked as simple as a girl next door. She really deserved to have cultivated the Yingui School's skills to an unprecedented level.
Guo Jing’s hometown, Hong Qigong thought for a while, and it seemed to be in Niujia Village.
Which Niujia Village?Fu Yaohong continued to ask.
Close to Lin'an.Hong Qigong had been there before, so he naturally had an impression.
Is it next to the Qiantang River?Fu Yaohong's eyes lit up.
Mr. Hong Qi nodded while recalling: It seems, why, my wife knows my apprentice?
If you don’t know each other, it’s just curiosity. Fu Yaohong covered her mouth and chuckled. Old brother, she is not married yet. Call me a lady Ah. If you don’t dislike me, just call me a girl Yaohong.
Uh~ Hong Qigong was about to drink, but he almost coughed.
Song Qingshu secretly smacked his tongue. Fu Yaohong is really cold and unhappy. Even an old man like Hong Qigong was going to tease him?
I think it must be because he has a crush on his skills. Mr. Hong was unable to control himself for a while and was unable to protect himself.
But what he was even more curious about was what purpose the news that Fu Yaohong asked Guo Jing was for?
Humph, if you think my daughter is too young, why are you still girls?Hong Qigong said unhappily.
Oh, brother, you are so sweet, I praise me for being young.Fu Yaohong smiled.
Hong Qigong: ...
When Song Qingshu was unable to complain, Dan Yuru's voice came from his ears: My master is probably not much younger than Hong Qigong, but she is good at... good at maintaining, so she looks younger.
God is so good at maintaining, I'm afraid he is good at collecting and refining.
Song Qingshu was really surprised. Although Fu Yaohong looked like a half-old woman, it was too far from the old woman. Could it be that the magical sect’s technique of collecting and replenishing is really so magical?
Okay, the old beggar has eaten and drunk almost all. Thank you for your reception, so I will say goodbye.
Hong Qigong's straight man for the rest of his life was extremely uncomfortable by this woman, and he felt that the lamb leg in his hand was not as fragrant as that. In addition, there was no news about Guo Jing here just now, so he naturally was too lazy to stay there.
Brother Ali Bu was furious and thought to himself that he was kind enough to recruit you. As a result, you just made a sarcasm and left so quickly now. Do you really come to eat and treat me as a kid?
Song Qingshu noticed that Ali Buge's hand was slightly raised, and knew that his temper was very similar to traditional Mongolians. He was not as sinic as Kublai Khan, and could be as tolerant as the Han king. He was worried that he would order to be besieged Hong Qigong. Although Hong Qigong had high martial arts skills, there were many masters here. Bi Yejing was just a little weak on his front line. Fu Yaohong and Bi Yejing were brothers and sisters. I think the martial arts skills were similar, and there were other masters of the Destiny Sect. In addition to Mongolian warriors, Hong Qigong might suffer a loss if he really fought.
So he slapped the table and shouted sternly: You think where is this royal palace? Come when you want to come, and leave when you want to go?
Seeing him get up, Brother Ali looked surprised, but his raised hand slowly lowered, intending to see the situation before talking.
Why, do you still have to pay for me after dinner?
Mr. Hong Qi touched his clothes full of patches, and finally spread his hands helplessly. Unfortunately, I am a beggar and I have nothing valuable on my body.
The Seventh Prince is eager to seek talent, so he will naturally not be as knowledgeable as you, but I can't stand it. You can just leave, just be able to beat my knife.
Song Qingshu was unsheathed from his hand, and a cold wind enveloped the entire hall. He raised Brother Ali so high in his words. I guess the other party would not regret it in front of so many people later.
Ali Buge smiled and didn't stop him. He liked to hunt on horseback, and he liked to watch masters fight. He couldn't help but feel a trace of excitement in his eyes.
The other people around also had different reactions. Some people simply watched the show, while some people were more cunning and secretly despised them. They thought that this person from Shuiyue Sect was really despicable and would find opportunities to show kindness to Ali Bu Ge. This is definitely a case of apology.
Good knife!
Hong Qigong put his hands on his hips and laughed with his belly, but I have lived for so many years. Apart from being afraid of not having any delicious food, I have never been afraid of anyone in a fight. I just happened to see your magical ninjutsu in Japan.
Why do you need ninjutsu to deal with you?Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and his whole body was like a wind rushing. He instantly hit Hong Qigong with a knife.
Hong Qigong was also a little surprised at his speed, and hurriedly slapped his blade with a palm, and saw Long Zaitian taking the opportunity to counterattack with another palm.
Song Qingshu was a little shaped, and his whole body was like a feather. With the help of the opponent's palm wind, it flashed to the other side, which caused everyone on the field to exclaim. Even if he had despised him for escaping in the face of the battle, he had to admit that his martial arts attainments were really high. He was as powerful as a galloping horse at the last moment, and as light as a feather at the next moment.
After fighting with the Shuiyue Sect many times, Song Qingshu knew his martial arts well. Originally, his erratic and transient pace was difficult to imitate, but he happened to be good at light skills, so he would naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort when imitating it.
In addition, the Shuiyue Sword is indeed a rare treasure sword. When used, the sword energy is scattered, and everyone in the room feels a chill.
Both of them were very fast, and they fought for more than a dozen moves in a flash. Although Song Qingshu could imitate, Hong Qigong naturally suffered a little loss against the treasure sword with his flesh palm, and soon fell into a disadvantage. He touched his waist and pulled out a green bamboo stick with green shadows, and instantly turned into defense to attack.
The dog-beating stick method is indeed exquisite, and it seems that the Shuiyue Sect is a bit difficult.
Bi Yejing stood beside Ali Buge and explained that he was probably the one who did not want Hong Qigong to lose the most. He just faced Hong Qigong, and it was a draw on the spot, but he knew that he was still a little underdog. Now that he saw the Shuiyue Sect forced the opponent to use weapons, he felt that he had already beaten him. However, this could still be attributed to the advantage of the weapons. But if he really defeated Hong Qigong, where would he put his face?
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