Chapter 1302 Confused Sister

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"Liar~" The red-clothed girl pouted, obviously not believing his answer, "I'm really stingy, I obviously don't want to teach, but I say it's not suitable." What to give, plus not being from the Jianghu, so I don't know the rules in the Jianghu, and I don't know that the martial arts of masters have never been rumored.

Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously, just smiled and said, "My martial arts need to be practiced with a woman in bed. You are a girl, how do you practice?"

The girl in red was startled and replied subconsciously, "I can practice with you in bed."

When she saw Song Qingshu's half-smiling expression, she finally reacted, her pretty face flushed red, and she couldn't help but spit, "Damn!" She was taught by a famous teacher since she was a child. But it can be regarded as understanding, there is no need to practice in bed, it is obviously this person who deliberately said this to tease himself.

Seeing her expression, Song Qingshu guessed her thoughts, and said with a gloomy expression: "I told you the way of cultivation with good intentions, but you misunderstood, this world is true, and you are a liar. People believe it, but no one believes it when they tell the truth.”

The girl snorted, but didn't answer. At this moment, Kung Fu Xiao Er had already brought up the dishes she just ordered. She moved a few chopsticks at will and picked a few light dishes to eat.

The chopsticks poked aimlessly on the plate, and the girl sat there in a daze without answering.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Qingshu didn't keep talking to her, and continued to pour and drink.

"You know it rained last night, right?" At this time, a few people suddenly came up from the entrance of the ladder. While chatting, they scanned the audience. When they saw an empty table next to Song Qingshu and the others, they walked straight to this side.

Song Qingshu looked at them at random and saw their identities—beggar gang disciples, but they were different from other beggar gang disciples he had seen before. These people were clean and tidy, but they looked like a dog.

"It should be a disciple of the Clean Clothes Sect." Song Qingshu thought to himself, the beggar gang's dispute over clean clothing and dirty clothing has a long history, and even when it was the most fierce, there was even a tendency to become mercenaries. Later, Huang Rong divided the beggar gang into three points. solved this problem to some extent.

The two beggar gangs in Xiangyang and Hebei are mostly disciples of the Dirty Clothes Sect. Because the Jiangnan Beggar Gang is located in a wealthy area, the disciples of the Pure Clothing Sect are the mainstream. conflict between the two sides.

"Yes, yesterday it was clear that the sky was clear, but it suddenly started to rain. It's really evil." The disciples of the Beggar Gang sat down at the nearby table.

"You don't know that. I heard that someone cast a spell last night and successfully brought down the rain."

"Spellcasting? Do you believe in this kind of trick to fool children?"

"This time it's really not pretending to be a ghost. Yesterday, tens of thousands of people in the palace witnessed it with their own eyes."

"Who is so powerful?"

"Golden Snake King Song Qingshu."

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Hearing them discussing himself, Song Qingshu did not fluctuate at all, but the girl in red on the opposite side moved, and her ears perked up instantly.

"What does it mean to call the wind and call the rain? He has done it once in Shandong before, and even wiped out the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty."

"I used to think that these were rumors, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"Hey, calling the wind and calling the rain is nothing, so what do you think it counts?"

"Of course he ascended to the sky from the sky, and he went up step by step to the cloud, and the gods were no different."

...

Hearing these people complimenting him, Song Qingshu was still a little gloomy, but he couldn't jump out and say that he was Song Qingshu, that feeling was like walking in brocade clothes at night, it was really itchy, but as an expert, he should have There is still a posture, and he coughs twice, still looking like a cloudless wind.

The red-clothed girl looked back at him, but she was obviously more interested in what was being discussed next to her, and continued to listen attentively.

"Song Qingshu should be the best among the younger generation."

"Yes, as far as I know, there are not many ladies and wives in Lin'an City who regard him as their dream lover."

"Hehe, even if his martial arts are outstanding, he will be squeezed dry by these women."

...

Listening to the wretched and envious laughter next door, Song Qingshu was speechless for a while. He couldn't help but think of the national husband in his previous life, and all kinds of young model and Internet celebrity girlfriends added up to a strengthened rank. Netizens looked at it with envy, jealousy and hatred. I didn't expect that one day I would be treated like this.

The girl in red on the opposite side snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass beside her, and threw it.

"Whoops!" With a miserable cry, the disciples of the Beggar Gang stood up one after another, "Which one ate the guts of a bear and a leopard?"

"Your aunt, me!" The girl in red replied coldly.

Those members of the beggar gang were originally angry, but when they saw such a young and beautiful girl, most of their anger disappeared: "I don't know why the girl poured wine on us?"

Song Qingshu looked at it and nodded secretly, Huang Rong's ability is really good, even though the Jiangnan Beggar Gang has been separated, it still has a bit of chivalrous spirit, and did not rely on many people to do the rampant and domineering things.

"You guys are short-sighted and frogs at the bottom of the well, but you are talking nonsense there. This girl really can't listen." The red-clothed girl took a wine glass in her hand again and started to play with it.

"Also ask the girl to teach us what's wrong with what we just said."

The few beggar gang disciples held back their anger.

"For example, the phrase 'Song Qingshu is the best among the younger generation' just now, is not the frog at the bottom of the well." The girl in red said lightly.

Song Qingshu was stunned when he saw that the topic was actually brought to him. Does this count as being shot while lying down?

The few beggar gang disciples laughed angrily: "Then ask the girl to talk about a peer who is better than Song Qingshu."

"Since you ask your questions sincerely, this girl will not hesitate to give me some advice." The girl in red's words almost didn't kill the people on the other side, "That Song Qingshu's deeds were just spread rumors and deceived you all the scumbags. A good man, the one who sings as the champion outside Donghuamen is a good man. Today's champion Wei Ruolan is not only the champion outside Donghuamen, but also the champion of martial arts. How can the character of the surname be comparable to a sloppy river and lake with the surname Song?"

Song Qingshu couldn't help touching his nose. He didn't feel angry, he still had some air, but he was just curious. When this girl mentioned Wei Ruolan, she looked like a fan girl, and she didn't know how to marry her. What is the relationship between Wei Ruolan, is it his sister?

The disciples of the Beggar Gang looked at each other in dismay. It must be known that the Song Dynasty emphasized literature over martial arts since the founding of the country. Fang Weihao, who sang as the champion outside Donghuamen, was actually a common sense that penetrated into the bone marrow of the Chinese people. They didn't know how to refute it for a while.

But maybe it was because people in the rivers and lakes shared the same hatred, and subconsciously didn't like those high-ranking officials, one of the beggar gang disciples snorted coldly: "I heard that Wei Ruolan is the prospective son-in-law of Shi Miyuan, the imperial court official, which official in the court would dare to If you don't give Shi Miyuan a face, who knows how Wei Ruolan came to be the champion."

The girl was suddenly furious, and saw a red shadow flashing, and the person who made the sound had already received a loud slap in the face.

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