Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 338

[Chapter 338 Bingxueer]

Song Qingshu’s expression changed, and when he looked back, he saw a beautiful woman as clear as glass holding a long whip, standing not far away, watching him vigilantly.

“Bingxue’er?” Seeing the woman’s appearance, Song Qingshu was overjoyed. At first, his meridians were cut off and he was living in the rivers and lakes. Fortunately, Bingxueer took care of him all the way. The Sutra re-continues the meridians, and she is even more responsible.

Song Qingshu’s attitude towards Bing Xue’er is very complicated. On the one hand, she is the wife of his righteous brother. On the other hand, in the desperate state of the past, such an immortal concubine-like sister suddenly appeared to help her gently. He will never forget it for the rest of his life.

“Young Master Murong, are you alright?” Song Qingshu was wearing a mask, but Bing Xueer didn’t recognize it, but looked at Murong Fu worriedly.

“I’m fine, Mrs. Hu, be careful, this masked man’s martial arts skills are incredible, and you must not be careless.” Seeing Mrs. Hu, Murong Fu felt relieved and quickly reminded.

“Who is Your Excellency, and why are you acting sneakily?” Madam Hu nodded slightly, then looked at Song Qingshu vigilantly.

Song Qingshu suddenly felt that the situation was a little embarrassing. If he took off his mask and recognized each other at this time, what would Murongfu think?

After all, the way he showed just now was completely in the stance of taking Murong Fu’s life.

Before he had time to react, Murong Fu had already attacked. Although the long sword was lost, Gusu Murong Botong was not a joke, and his punches and kicks still had everyone’s demeanor.

In order to cooperate with Murong Fu, Bing Xue’er waved her long whip at the same time and attacked Song Qingshu.

Although Song Qingshu had countless questions in his heart at this time, such as why Bing Xue’er and Murong Fu were mixed together, such as why Ping Yizhi wanted to kill Murong Fu… In this situation, he had no choice but to deal with it.

“Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?” It didn’t take long for Murong Fu to recognize Song Qingshu’s move, and he was shocked and angry, “What is the relationship between Your Excellency and Xiangyang Guo Jing?”

There are only three people in the world who are good at subduing dragons and eighteen palms. Qiao Feng’s figure is so familiar that he can’t be more familiar, so he naturally knows that the person in front of him is not Qiao Feng.

Hong Qigong is very old, and he is not in line. Only Xiangyang Guo Jing is left, but Guo Jing should guard Xiangyang in theory, and with Guo Jing’s heroic name, he should not be able to do such hidden deeds, so only his disciples such as.

“Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is not a rare martial art,” Song Qingshu smiled lightly, “Then please Mr. Murong judge what kind of martial art I am.” As

soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingshu changed the simple and fierce move of Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, and used The most ordinary and ordinary fists and feet are attacked in a straight-forward manner.

Murong Fu clearly recognized every move and every style, and he also had a way to solve it, but the two palms were always the slightest difference, and the opponent was the first to hit him.

“Taizu Changquan?” Murong Fu was shocked and angry.

“Yes, I heard that Qiao Feng used the most ordinary Taizu Changquan to defeat the world’s heroes in the battle of Juxianzhuang in the past, and I admired it very much, so I dared to try it, and I hope Young Master Murong will not mind.” Song Qingshu replied.

Murong Fu’s handsome face was swollen blue, but his dignified Nan Murong was beaten by the most ordinary Taizu Changquan and was unable to fight back.

“Mr. Murong, stay calm, he is just deliberately disturbing your mind.” Bing Xue’er hurriedly reminded.

It was only then that Murong Fu came to his senses, but it was already too late. Song Qingshu took advantage of his turmoil to deceive him into the middle palace and hit his acupuncture point all at once.

Song Qingshu secretly called for a fluke, it was not difficult for him to beat Murong Fu, but it was impossible to restrain him in such a short time.

Thinking of Zhao Min’s life and death at Ping Yizhi, he didn’t have so much time to slowly fight with Murong Fu, so he had to use Murong Fu’s weak mind to restrain him as soon as possible.

The long whip came through the air, Song Qingshu hurriedly dodged aside, Bing Xueer frowned slightly, a long whip danced like a silver snake,

The whip was elusive, and Song Qingshu was forced to be in a hurry in a hurry.

“I didn’t expect her to practice the White Python Whip Technique so proficiently, I’m afraid she is still better than Zhou Zhiruo.” Song Qingshu pondered while dodging.

It turned out that Bing Xue’er, as a descendant of the ancient tomb sect, was originally good at soft and slender weapons such as silver bells and golden locks. On the same day, Song Qingshu taught the white python whip technique.

As far as whipping is concerned, I am afraid that even Song Qingshu is not her opponent.

This involves a question of the compatibility of martial arts. For example, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon is the most suitable martial art for Xiao Feng, and the Nine Yin White Bone Claw is the most suitable martial art for Zhou Zhiruo. Similarly, the White Python Whip Method is the most suitable for Bing Xueer.

However, Song Qingshu was very familiar with the White Python Whip Technique after all, and could always subtly defuse the opponent’s fierce offensive every time. With his profound skills, he gradually ran out of the broken temple with Bing Xue’er in his arms.

Bing Xue’er saw that her attacks were actually deflected by him one by one, and the strange color in her beautiful eyes became more and more intense. Seeing Song Qingshu’s palm attack, she suddenly changed her normal state, gave up all resistance, and looked at her quietly like that.

Song Qingshu was startled, he quickly deflected his palm and hit a stone on the side, causing dust to fly.

Bing Xue’er was excited for a while, and asked in a trembling voice, “Uncle, is that you?”

Song Qingshu took off the mask and smiled bitterly, “I didn’t expect that wearing a mask would not be able to hide from my sister-in-law.”

“It’s really you?” Bing Xue’er looked surprised, “Am I dreaming?”

“You read that right, it is indeed me.” Song Qingshu stepped forward and looked at her quietly.

Bing Xue’er tremblingly stretched out her hand and touched his cheek: “I heard Kangxi’s announcement not long ago, I thought you…” It turned out that Bing Xue’er had been tracking Murong Jingyue’s traces all over the world before, and there was no immediate time. I know that something happened to Song Qingshu.

When she heard the news recently and was planning to go to Yanjing City to find out what happened, she happened to meet Murong Fu. The other party claimed to have found the trace of Murong Jingyue, so the two talents appeared in Kaifeng together.

Song Qingshu held the smooth and soft weed sticking to his face, and only felt a hint of icy coldness on his skin. He was amazed: his skin was extremely cold, could it be the sect talent of the descendants of the ancient tomb sect?

“Sister-in-law, I’m not dead, it’s just a rhetoric of Kangxi deceiving the world. It’s a long story. I’ll explain it to you in the future.”

Although the matter of replacing Kangxi is very important, Song Qingshu doesn’t mind telling it. Bing Xue’er, in his heart, Bing Xue’er is a special existence. The two meet in Hanwei and share weal and woe. Song Qingshu believes that even if everyone in the world is against him, Bing Xue’er will not hurt him.

The reason why I don’t tell her now is because the time is urgent, and I can’t explain it for a while, so I have to wait until the crisis is over before I talk about it in detail.

After the initial surprise, Bing Xue’er found out that her hand was being pinched by Song Qingshu, and her snow-like skin rose slightly, and said softly, “Uncle~ when are you going to pinch it?”

Song Qingshu likes her to call her uncle the most, then The long tail sound almost made his heart melt, and he was excited for a while, and he just hugged her in his arms: “After we separated last time, I was worried that I would never see each other again in this life. Later, I passed by Dongting Lake Medicine. Wang Zhuang, I wanted to see you, but Fei’er said you weren’t there, but you know how disappointed I was at that time…”

With him in his arms, Bing Xue’er hurriedly wanted to break free, but she couldn’t. Push every cent.

After hearing the other party’s sincere muttering, thinking of all the previous experiences, I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.

“I’m sorry, I was abrupt, sister-in-law.” Although Bingxue’er’s body was soft and icy, it was very comfortable to hold, but after all, she couldn’t hold it like this forever. Song Qingshu packed up her mood, looked at her awkwardly, and then let go of her embrace. .

Bing Xue’er smiled slightly and took a step back without missing a trace. Instead of being angry, she deliberately changed the subject and asked, “Why did my uncle suddenly appear here?”

“I also want to ask my sister-in-law about this.” Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. “How come you are on the same road as Murong son?”

“When we visited Yanziwu, we got a promise from Murong son to help find the whereabouts of the descendant Murong Jingyue. Although the Murong family is thin now, it is a family of hundreds of years after all. , they always have their own special methods. Not long ago, I just found out that Murong Jingyue had appeared in Kaifeng City recently, so Young Master Murong told me to come with me.”

Bing Xue’er spoke in a slow and unhurried voice, and there was a special tenderness in her indifferent voice, “I originally wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of my uncle in Yanjing City, but Young Master Murong has spent so much energy on the back of the saddle for the matter of Big Brother Hu. , I can’t refuse his kindness, so I decided to come to Kaifeng City first.”

“A kind person like my sister-in-law, of course, can’t refuse someone’s kindness,” Song Qingshu laughed. “Fortunately, my sister-in-law is here in Kaifeng. If you go to Yanjing City, I am afraid we will just stagger.”

Bingxue’er smiled softly: “You can think about it, I thought my uncle would blame me?”

“How can I blame you?” Song Qingshu was curious. road.

Bing Xue’er suddenly felt a little coy, and said softly, “I came to Murong Jingyue first, not my uncle first.”

Seeing Bing Xue’er’s rare daughter’s shyness, Song Qingshu’s heart swayed, and he shook his head and said, “Sister-in-law’s thoughts. I naturally understand, you must understand that entering the Forbidden City is a life-and-death situation, and before that, you have to avenge Big Brother Hu before you can avenge me without any worries.”

Bing Xue’er blushed and said angrily, “What nonsense are you talking about? Mile.”

Knowing that Bing Xue’er was too thin-skinned, Song Qingshu did not dare to repeat the same mistakes, and hurriedly explained the purpose of this trip to her one by one.

“Huh?” Bing Xue’er was really distracted by him, her expression quickly returned to normal, and she was also very strange, “Why did Ping Yizhi let you kill Young Master Murong?”

“I can’t figure it out either, these two are completely different .

There is no relationship between eight poles.” Song Qingshu said depressedly.

“Aiya, Young Master Murong was acupointed by you, and he is still in the ruined temple.” Bing Xue’er suddenly remembered something and said tenderly.

The two hurried to the temple, Song Qingshu couldn’t stop smiling bitterly, he was a cheap hand for a while, so he had to try Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, who knew that Bing Xue’er suddenly appeared, not only did he fail to learn Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, he might even offend Murong Fu.

In his mind, Song Qingshu quickly made up his mind. Anyway, he wanted to repay Murong Fu for his past kindness, so he was just like this. At that time, he would only be grateful and it would be too late, so how could he blame me

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