Chapter 1437 The Golden Cicada Escapes Its Shell

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Seeing Huang Rong's resentful expression, Song Qingshu instantly became ashamed: "Where did you say that, there is only one person who has the antidote. It took a lot of effort for me to come from her."

"Really?" Huang Rong glanced at him with a half-smile, not directly poking his lies. Instead, she gestured to the things in his hands, "Some people are still holding other girls' belts in their hands."

It was only then that Song Qingshu realized that he had brought Xue Baochai's belt with him, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed: "I was in a hurry to give you the antidote, but I forgot to give it back to her."

"Hurry up and pay it back, a young lady, without a belt in the middle of a group of men, must be very flustered." Huang Rong's eyes were full of smiles. Although this person was flirting with the girl, she remembered to put the antidote first. Bringing it to her made her a little happy.

"Then you can rest here now." Song Qingshu also realized that he was a little unkind, and hurriedly detoxified the accompanying guards, and then rushed to the open space.

"Sorry, Miss Xue has been waiting for a long time." Back at Xue Baochai's side, Song Qingshu took out the antidote and gave her a sniff. Because he felt a little apologetic, he always wanted to do something to make up for it. Suddenly, he saw the belt in his hand and blurted out subconsciously, "I fasten the belt for the girl."

As he spoke, he leaned over to tie the belt for her. Xue Baochai was a little disgusted by the smell of the antidote, but seeing him get so close, his entire body suddenly stiffened.

Although he could smell the faint fragrance on the girl's body so close, Song Qingshu didn't think much about it, but his mind was immersed in the Xixia group of people, giving them so much time, I hope they can escape the pursuit of Huangcheng Secretary Kill it.

"That...it's still me...I'll do it myself." Xue Baochai finally couldn't help but speak. The subtle education she received over the past ten years made her feel free to accept a man to tie her belt.

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and found that her face was already as red as an apple, and she finally realized that her poison had been cured, so she didn't need to wear it for her.

His face was thick enough, and he didn't show any shame. Instead, he stood up naturally: "Then I'll detoxify your elder brother and the others."

"Yeah." Xue Baochai lowered his head, a little afraid to look him in the eyes.

Song Qingshu then came to Xue Yiren with the antidote, and found that his eyes seemed to be burning with flames. He was worried that if he stayed with him for a long time, there would be problems, so he put the antidote on the tip of his nose and smelled it. The antidote was left to him: "Go and detoxify those people in the Imperial City Division yourself."

After speaking, he walked over to his carriage without looking back, and found that his guards were gradually recovering, and when he was about to order to continue to set off, suddenly there was a sound of clothes ripped apart.

Song Qingshu looked back and saw that Xue Yiren was already standing ten feet away, holding his saber tightly, as if the sword would be unsheathed at any time: "Who is in King Qi's carriage?" It turned out that when Song Qingshu was detoxifying Huang Rong just now, He saw a woman in the carriage from a distance.

Song Qingshu frowned: "Why, I thought the road was boring, so I brought a concubine with me to report to you?"

Huang Rong in the carriage spat in shame, thinking that this bastard never forgot to take advantage of me, but thinking that the other party said that he took her on the road to relieve the boredom... How can concubine Ji relieve the boredom? Gorgeous hair.

Xue Yiren said lightly: "We don't need it on weekdays, but recently the prospective crown princess was robbed, and our Imperial City Division was ordered to investigate. The emperor granted us the power to investigate anyone."

Song Qingshu's tone was instantly cold: "I didn't expect you to be as ungrateful as the Xixia people. I would have known that just stood by and let you die in the hands of the Xixia people."

He paid no attention to Xue Yiren's sarcasm: "We are just doing business, don't over-interpret it, King Qi."

"Really?" Song Qingshu snorted coldly, "If you have the ability, step over me."

Xue Yiren slowly unsheathed his long sword and pointed at Song Qingshu: "If King Qi insists on not letting it go, don't blame me for being rude."

"It's too much!" Although Song Qingshu usually laughs and hahas, the clay figurine also has a three-point fire nature. Xue Yiren's behavior today really angered him.

"Stop!" At this time, Xue Baochai had already run over and stopped in front of Xue Yiren, "Brother, what are you doing!"

"Get out of the way." Xue Yiren's whole body seemed to have turned into a sharp and unstoppable sword, and a shocking blow could erupt at any time.

"I won't let it! Do you think I don't know, you just want to find a reason to compete with King Qi, but they have just saved us, you are going too far." Xue Baochai blushed with anger and spread his arms Kai didn't know whether it was to stop Xue Yiren or to stop Song Qingshu's attack.

"The opportunity is rare." Xue Yiren finally told the truth. If Song Qingshu continued to stay in Lin'an, it would be fine. He could always find a chance to compete, but now that he has returned to the Golden Snake Camp, there will be no chance among the thousands of troops. .

Xue Baochai knew that her cousin was very stubborn, and it was difficult to change what she believed, but she didn't want to watch the two fight.

After all, she is the heart of Hui Zhi Lan, and she quickly thought of a way: "Brother, you have just been poisoned, and now your strength is more or less affected, and you can't show the state of taking you to the peak, what's the point of such a decisive battle? significance?"

Xue Yiren was silent for a moment. He knew that his sister was right. He was affected by the sad and crisp breeze. Although he has been detoxified, the detoxification time was too short.

, even if not fully recovered, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary masters, but the person in front of him is the top master in the world, and he may be defeated very badly in the end.

Seeing that his brother was a little persuaded, Xue Baochai continued to strike while the iron was hot: "And we have suffered such a big loss at the hands of the Xixia people this time. Now that we have recovered, we have to find them to find the place. They have been away for a while. If we don't chase after them, I am afraid I really can't catch up."

Xue Yiren finally retracted the long sword into its sheath, and the incomparably sharp sword intent gradually disappeared: "You are right." After speaking, he turned and left.

Xue Baochai said apologetically to Song Qingshu: "King Qi, I'm really sorry, my eldest brother is so crazy about martial arts, that's why..."

Song Qingshu raised his hand to stop her apology: "For the sake of helping me just now, I won't bother with him today. If there is another time, I won't be merciful." Although Xue Yiren's swordsmanship is high, But I am not afraid of any master...

Without waiting for her to react, Song Qingshu went back to the carriage: "Let's go!" The guards of Prince Qi's mansion also took their place, and the team set off again.

Xue Baochai bit her lip as she watched the departing team from Prince Qi's Mansion. She had something to say to Song Qingshu, but the atmosphere was so stiff now that she didn't want to say anything...

"You are cruel to other people's little girls." Huang Rong couldn't help laughing after the carriage drove for a distance.

Song Qingshu said indifferently: "It's already a lot of face for her to give her brother a yard."

Huang Rong said curiously, "That Xue Yiren's swordsmanship seems to be very superb. Whoever has the better chance of winning in a fight?"

Song Qingshu slowly closed her eyes and smiled without saying a word. Huang Rong saw her teeth itch and couldn't help pinching him: "Let you pretend to be an expert with me~"

"Don't, don't, I'll just say it," Song Qingshu's previous grandmaster's demeanor collapsed in an instant, and he hurriedly explained, "If he is in his prime, he may still have the power to fight; in that state, hehe..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already obvious. Huang Rong couldn't help but sighed, "I don't know how you practice martial arts. Brother Jing's martial arts are far inferior to you at your age."

Song Qingshu had a weird expression and whispered, "He's not as good at martial arts as me at his age."

Huang Rong raised her eyebrows instantly: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu changed his words instantly, "I said the weather is fine today."

Seeing his serious nonsense, Huang Rong couldn't help but chuckle: "You man, you obviously let me have both hands and feet, but I might not be able to beat you, and you deliberately pretended to be afraid of me."

Song Qingshu turned his head to look at her with a smile on his face: "Because I'm afraid of myself."

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat: "Nonsense!" After speaking, she turned her face away and ignored him again.

After the carriage drove for a while, Song Qingshu took Huang Rong out of the carriage, and then instructed his subordinates to continue to go north with his letter. After arriving at the Golden Snake Camp, A Jiu understood what was going on after seeing the letter.

He took Huang Rong to another carriage that had been waiting there long ago, and turned back to the southeast.

The carriage going north attracted the attention of all parties, while Song Qingshu and Huang Rong went all the way south to Peach Blossom Island.

Along the way, the two of them chatted from all over the world. At first, they talked about the general situation, the situation of various countries, the forces of various gangs in the rivers and lakes, and some of the current power structure of the Beggar Gang.

As they chatted, the topics became more and more scattered, astronomy and geography, chess, calligraphy and painting, Qimen Dunjia, anecdotes... It can be said that they talked about wherever they thought of.

Song Qingshu had to admire Huang Rong, worthy of being the daughter of Dongxie, a famous female Zhuge in all corners of the world, and her knowledge base was so profound; Huang Rong was even more shocked than him. For so many years, she only admired her father Huang Yaoshi. , but now there is one more person.

In particular, Song Qingshu came from later generations, with more than a thousand years of experience, it can be said that he stood on the shoulders of giants, and many insights were far from even Huang Rong's, and some casual words often touched Huang Rong.

The more the two sides talked, the more opportunistic they became, and the relationship became more and more harmonious. Although the two sides used to have the closest relationship, there was always a little bit of estrangement between them. Huang Rong already regarded him as a bosom friend in high mountains and flowing waters.

"Brother Jing won't talk to me about this..." At some point, Huang Rong couldn't help but sigh, but she quickly calmed down and dispelled some unwanted thoughts in her mind.

"We've arrived at Shanyin." Looking at the city gate in the distance, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little emotional, this place can be considered a revisit to the old place.

"Let's take a break at the teahouse in front of you." Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a little tired after traveling all the way.

"Okay!" After the carriage was parked nearby, Song Qingshu helped her down and walked towards the tea house. Suddenly, he saw the figures of the two women in the tea house, and he couldn't help but stop.

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