Chapter 1719 The Post Station Storm

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Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect such an answer. She kept muttering in her heart, did she not know my identity or was she deliberately playing a petty temper?

But no matter what it is, now that she has been clearly rejected, it is naturally inconvenient to go to Yelu Nanxian in the public eye.

It's a pity that for the next few days, Yelu Nanxian has been living in a secluded place, not giving himself a chance to get close to her at all, so Song Qingshu became more and more convinced that the other party was doing it on purpose.

The speed of the sending-off team was not fast. It only took a few days to walk for more than 100 miles. It was getting dark today. Looking at the faintly visible post station in the distance, Song Qingshu thought about what to do today and had to see Yelu Nanxian. Even if you break into her boudoir at night!

Because it was getting late, the family sent the relatives decided to rest here at the inn. Yelu Nanxian still didn't get off the carriage, and directly let the carriage drive to the backyard, and then strictly prohibited others from approaching the courtyard.

Seemingly noticing Song Qingshu's embarrassment, the official of the Ministry of Rites came over and said, "Don't take offense, general, the county master is probably in a bad mood." Airborne, everyone is guessing his background details, in the end it was He De He Neng Fang that let the nobles in the palace directly assign him.

After getting along for the past few days, Song Qingshu knew that the official of the Ministry of Rites was called Xiao Shuduwu, and the name was a bit awkward, but he was used to it. That's what the names of people in Liao were.

"Master Xiao is joking, how dare I blame the county master?" Song Qingshu disguised his appearance at this time, but he did not worry about his true identity being discovered.

When entering the station, Song Qingshu's heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look aside, and saw a petite girl, about eight or nine years old, but she was born with a beautiful face and bright eyes.

"It's really a beautiful embryo!" Song Qingshu couldn't help but be amazed. You must know that this world is no better than later generations. Most ordinary people are a little malnourished. In addition, it is common to get married and have children very early, so generally children are thin and small. It was rare to see such a girl with pink makeup and jade, Song Qingshu thought carefully about the little girl she had seen before, it seemed that only Miao Ruolan could compare with this girl.

However, Miao Ruolan is the kind of pure and innocent beauty. Although this girl is so young, she looks like a big girl. It's really... I don't know how to describe it.

"I didn't expect the mountain village to have such a stunning look." Xiao Shuduyuan also noticed the girl and couldn't help sighing.

Hearing the frivolity-evil in his tone, Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, thinking that people in this era really have no scruples, they can have evil thoughts about such a little loli, but when I think of many women in this world thirteen He became a biological child at the age of four, so he was not used to it.

"Looking at her, she should be the daughter of the head of the station here. Why don't I go and tell him later, let her serve the general at night, and the general will take her back to be a concubine. ." Xiao Chendu moved closer to him and deliberately lowered his voice and said, he had the intention to win over this mysterious general, so he planned to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, anyway, it is not his daughter, so I don't feel bad.

The girl in the distance was sweeping the floor with her head lowered, but suddenly a cold light flashed in her eyes, but it was a pity that the angle was wrong, and Song Qingshu and the other two did not notice.

"Uh, no need." At this time, Song Qingshu was speechless at his proposal. You must know that he, who came from the world famous in later generations, is really not used to some things he is accustomed to in this world.

Worrying that Xiao Chen would kill the little girl himself, Song Qingshu then added: "Now we have to take care of ourselves, we should not make extra troubles, and the county master has been in a bad mood for the past two days. If we let her know and blame him, we will absolutely I won’t be able to eat and walk around.”

Thinking of Yelu Nanxian's current state, Xiao Chen had a cold war and said hurriedly, "Thank you General for reminding me, let's go, I'll invite General to have a drink."

After drinking with Xiao Chen, it was already late at night. Song Qingshu pretended to be drunk and returned to the room. After waiting for a while, he guessed that most of the people were already asleep, so he quietly went to the backyard. Now Yelu Nanxianyi The stance of not entering the deputy, he can only resort to this, but he thinks that his martial arts is strong, and he is not afraid of being discovered by the accompanying guards.

All the way to the backyard, he couldn't help frowning. It was too quiet here. After looking around, he couldn't see where the guards were. At first, he thought it was a secret whistle, but after checking it carefully, Still nothing was found.

At this time, the sound of fighting came from Yelu Nanxian's house, and Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat: It's broken!

He hurried over there, and before he got there, he saw Yelu Nanxian holding a long sword from a distance, and the whole person was moving around the house like a fairy, and several people were besieging her together.

Song Qingshu's eyes were sharp, and he recognized that one of them seemed to be the leader of the inn. He instantly understood what was going on. Most of the killers came first to kill the real inn guards here, and then pretended to be them.

As for the guards of the escort team, most of them have been infected with Mongolian sweat medicine or the like. Before, the diet and so on have been monitored by special personnel. If they use the poison that sees blood and seals the throat, they will definitely not be able to deceive them. Good Mongolian sweats or something.

Noticing that Yelu Nanxian did not lose the fight against those killers, Song Qingshu did not immediately appear to help, and planned to take a look at the origins of these killers' martial arts.

The long sword in Yelu Nanxian's hand is like a round of cold moonlight, and the whole person has a basis for advancing and retreating like a fairy, and those few people can't get close to her at all, so Song Qingshu nodded secretly: "Her Sun Moon Divine Sword Cultivator

It has become more and more refined, and he is indeed a leader among the younger generation. "He didn't realize that the tone of his comment was completely the attitude of an old man, and he completely forgot that he was actually a young man.

Seeing that they couldn't attack for a long time, they looked at each other, nodded secretly, and then abandoned their swords and fists together to attack Yelu Nanxian.

"Seven wounds fist!" Song Qingshu recognized the boxing technique and couldn't help being surprised. You must know that since the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun made a fuss about the Kongtong faction, the Kongtong faction has become quite low-key. Basically, they rarely appear in the rivers and lakes, and many people even forget that there is such a big faction in the rivers and lakes.

The most famous of the Seven Wounds Boxing is that it hurts others first. When practicing Seven Wounds, all seven will be injured. With such a great sacrifice, the power is naturally not trivial. As soon as the Seven Wounds Fist of a few people came out, Yelu Nanxian felt a little cramped and had to He rushed to the yard, used Qing Gong to deal with him in a wide environment, and the slender legs of the flying up and down made Song Qingshu feasting on the side.

It's a pity that the killers obviously didn't have the heart to pity Xiangxiyu. The Qishangquan was so powerful that many trees in the backyard were broken at a touch, and even a few stones in the courtyard were knocked out by the punches. Fei, Yelu Nanxian Hua's face changed slightly, knowing that if he was hit once, he would be seriously injured, and his expression could not help but become dignified.

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