Chapter 1839 Origin

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After her narration, Song Qingshu finally understood the general passage. The story is very old-fashioned. She ran away from home alone, and met a few monks on the road. Seeing that she was born beautiful and alone, she had evil thoughts. Although she knew martial arts, But there were so many people on the other side that she quickly lost support. Fortunately, a black-robed woman passed by at this time, helped her stop the crowd, and let her escape first.

"How about the black-robed woman's martial arts?" Song Qingshu asked.

The girl thought for a while and replied, "Her martial arts are very delicate, but she should not be the opponent of those monks, so I was in a hurry to find help."

Song Qingshu nodded, suddenly thought of something, and carefully looked at the girl's face: "Girl, have we met before?"

"Is there?" The girl was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, "My grandma said that men love to deceive little girls, you are not the kind of person she said."

"Maybe I remembered it wrong." Seeing the girl staring at him with some vigilance, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be dumbfounded, but his words really seemed like a conversation, and it was a very clumsy approach, but he really felt that the girl There is a bit of good-naturedness, but he has seen too many people over the years, and he is not sure whether he has seen them.

Suddenly, a voice came from the front: "Stinky girls, how dare you ruin our good deeds!"

"Injuring a few of our brothers, the martial arts side is ruthless!"

"It's a pity that she is far less beautiful than the little girl just now. It's really bloody mold."

"Why don't you go after the chick just now and leave this to us?"

"Come on, this desert is vast, where can I find that little girl now. Although this woman is not as beautiful as that person, she also has a bit of color. Let's talk about it first."

...

Hearing their foul language, Song Qingshu frowned. The monks on this side of the Western Regions are mixed, there are monks like Jiu Mozhi, and there are scum like Xue Daomen. By the way, the batch of monks under the Ruyang Palace is good and bad. Not much better.

The two turned over a sand dune, and the scene on the other side came into view. They saw seven or eight monks surrounded by a woman. The woman was wrapped in a black cloak. Her face was covered with black veil, but it had long since been scattered. , her appearance is barely good-looking, but at this moment her brows are full of despair and anger, and now her body is covered in blood, one arm is hanging down, and she has obviously lost her fighting power.

"Sister!" The girl beside her exclaimed anxiously when she saw the man.

The group of monks followed her reputation and saw her clearly, and couldn't help being overjoyed: "I didn't expect that little beauty to come back on her own initiative!" As for the man beside her, she was automatically ignored.

When the black-robed woman saw her, she couldn't help trembling with anger: "You...why are you back!" The opportunities she finally won are all over now.

"I'm here to save you." The girl said as she rode a camel to the other side.

"You can't even save yourself!" The black-robed woman was already thinking about finding a chance to stab her to death later, lest she be humiliated inhumanly.

"Haha, don't worry, the two little ladies, we are reluctant to kill you, and we have to play slowly." Several monks laughed extraordinarily presumptuous.

"I...I called for help." The girl said in a panic, pointing to Song Qingshu beside her. At this time, the two of them had come to the black-robed woman.

The black-robed woman glanced at Song Qingshu, and seeing that he was young and didn't look like he knew martial arts, she couldn't help but look disappointed.

A few monks on the other side laughed wildly: "Just relying on this little white face? It's just that we don't have enough points for two women. Seeing his delicate skin and tender meat, let him be cool first..."

"Noisy!" Song Qing's writing sank like water, and when he raised his hand, several sword qi shot out. Before the monks could react, blood splattered all over the place in an instant.

Originally, he rarely made heavy shots, but this kind of scum who robbed money and robbery, staying in the world will only harm more people.

"Uh?"

"..."

The girl and the black-robed woman were immediately dumbfounded. In their eyes, a few monks with high martial arts died like this? Didn't see what was going on.

"Are you injured?" Noticing that the black-robed woman had a big wound on her arm, Song Qingshu's left middle finger volleyed into the air, closing the acupuncture point near the woman's wound, and the blood flow stopped. A stock of infuriating energy was injected into the "Zhongfu Point" at the base of her arm.

The black-robed woman shouted "Ah" and immediately felt a lot more comfortable all over her body. She immediately understood that he was healing herself with profound inner strength, and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, Young Master, for your help."

"I heard from this girl that you also met her by chance, but you were able to risk your life to save you. This kind of chivalrous love is admirable." Song Qingshu suddenly noticed that there was a black eagle embroidered on the chest of her cloak, with a ferocious expression. I couldn't help but startled, "Is the girl from the Vulture Palace?"

The black-robed woman was startled: "That's right..." Suddenly she noticed the wrench on Song Qingshu's finger, and couldn't help but startled: "This is..."

Song Qingshu raised the wrench in front of her: "Tianshan Tongmao has already passed on the position of the venerable lord to me, and she still hasn't paid her respects to the new venerable lord?"

"This..." The black-robed woman hesitated, Tianshan Tongmao has great power, and it stands to reason that no one can get her ring unless she voluntarily, but Tianshan Tongmao has a problem with her practice, she disappeared before, it is very possible Being hurt, if the enemy took his ring...

Seeing her suspicion, Song Qingshu was already prepared, and took out a letter from his arms: "This is written by Grandma Tong, you can take a look."

The black-robed woman took it,

He quickly showed an excited look: "It really is the handwriting of Tongmao, may I ask how is Tongmao now?"

Song Qingshu replied, "Tongmao's magical power has been restored, but she happened to meet her fellow junior and junior brother, so she stayed there, because she knew that the Spirit Vulture Palace was facing a crisis, so she asked me to come back to deal with the affairs here."

The black-robed woman no longer doubted: "Cheng Qingshuang, the deputy chief of the Juntian Division, is here to meet the new Lord."

"Get up!" Song Qingshu nodded secretly when she heard that she was the deputy leader of the Juntian clan. The power of the direct line of the Spirit Vulture Palace was nine days and nine clans, and one leader could be alone. No wonder she was able to deal with so many monks by herself.

The girl on the side was dumbfounded: "Sister, are you from the Vulture Palace? And are you... their leader?"

Seeing her look different, Song Qingshu asked, "Why are you so surprised, do you have a grudge against the Vulture Palace?"

"No...no..." The girl lowered her head, her face a little flustered.

Song Qingshu became more and more suspicious: "By the way, haven't you asked the girl's name?"

The girl's face turned slightly red, and she whispered, "Big brother, I...my name is Axiu."

"Axiu?" Song Qingshu suddenly remembered someone, "Are you surnamed Li or Bai?"

The girl's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and she quickly shook her head and said, "No, big brother, my surname is Shi."

"His surname?" Contrary to what he expected, Song Qingshu was now a little uncertain.

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