Chapter 2083 Attack
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Feeling the girl's tender and soft hands, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that he was a little unkind. After all, Xue Baochai now thought he was Jia Baoyu. If it wasn't for her childhood sweetheart, and she cared about her brother's safety, she would never have made such a move.
"Why are you acting like a weirdo?" Song Qingshu was dragged away by her, and she began to despise herself. In the past, she pretended to be someone else's identity, and similar things happened frequently. How come she has become hypocritical now? Is it because the bitch wants to set up a torii for a long time?
Song Qingshu complained that she had been dragged to Hua Yuyan's house for a while, because she and Xue Pan stayed outside for a while, but the two of them arrived first.
After all, Xue Baochai came from the Imperial City Division. She had no business ability. She had the courage to be accompanied by Song Qingshu. She quickly recovered her professionalism.
"Do you really want to go in? If they do something inappropriate for children in a while, it's not good for us to watch on the sidelines." Song Qingshu said gloatingly.
Xue Baochai rolled his eyes at him: "I can't let my brother take risks. I'm worried that I won't be able to protect his safety in time."
Song Qingshu nodded secretly, this girl was very thoughtful.
Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door, Xue Baochai grabbed Song Qingshu and hid behind the screen.
"What if they come here later?" In a small space, the two of them were huddled together, and Song Qingshu suddenly felt that today's weather... was good.
"No," Xue Baochai sighed like blue, "This is usually a place to change clothes. The two of them are not going to come here in the current situation."
Song Qingshu thought about it for a while, and nodded with a deep sympathy. With Xue Pan's urination, I'm afraid he would have to take off his clothes when he entered the room.
Sure enough, first I heard the sound of the two entering the door, and then came Hua Yuyan's laughter and scolding: "Master, don't be impatient."
Xue Pan laughed hehely: "The little lady is so tempting, how can you not be in a hurry, I'm here."
thump!
You don't need to look at it to know that most of the time, Hua Yuyan dodged and avoided it, but Xue Pan bumped into the table and chair or something.
Song Qingshu clicked his tongue incessantly, thinking that he was worthy of being a foolish overlord, and Xue Baochai, who was beside him, also touched his forehead with his hand, obviously feeling equally ashamed.
"The son didn't fall, did he?"
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"No, haha, how can I fall down."
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Listening to the awkward chat between the two, Song Qingshu was bored to death. Even if there was something wrong with this oiran, he couldn't get him interested. He had experienced all kinds of storms, and it was really hard for him to take this to heart.
When I was bored, I began to admire Xue Baochai's profile, which was smooth and fair, with extremely soft lines. She was indeed an outstanding beauty.
When Xue Baochai turned back once, he just met his gaze, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy, and said lightly, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Because you look good." Song Qingshu exclaimed naturally.
"Baoyu, you are becoming more and more slick," Xue Baochai said, but there was a faint smile in his eyes, "I must have praised Sister Lin like this on weekdays."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Sister Lin has the beauty of Sister Lin, and Sister Bao also has the beauty of Sister Bao. Plum orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, each is good at winning."
"It's not serious." Seeing the two of them alone, he didn't want to speak ill of Sister Lin. He was both sad and relieved. Presumably if he and Lin Daiyu were alone, he probably wouldn't speak ill of me.
"Little lady, stop playing with me, I really can't wait." As Xue Pan said, he started to undress, his eyes were full of the color of brother pig.
Seeing that he couldn't find any other information from his mouth, Hua Yuyan put away her smile in an instant, just when the other party rushed over, she couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Looking for death!"
With a casual palm, Xue Pan screamed and fell to the ground, not knowing if he was alive or dead.
"Brother!" Although Xue Baochai has been paying attention to the situation here, he just saw his brother's ugly appearance and turned his head a little embarrassedly, but Hua Yuyan turned his face at this moment.
Seeing that Xue Pan fell to the ground without a sound, Xue Baochai was shocked and angry, pulled out his long sword, and shot mercilessly.
Hua Yuyan was also taken aback, apparently not expecting that there were other people in the room, and fell into a downwind unexpectedly.
Song Qingshu did not go out, Xue Pan was only knocked unconscious, and there was no fear of his life. Xue Baochai must have received instructions from Xue Yiren in his swordsmanship.
On the contrary, this Hua Yuyan's martial arts seems to be quite different from that of the Central Plains.
At the same time, it is not the number of roads in the Western Regions. He has friends with the three Persian envoys, Dai Qisi and Nian Liandan.
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After passing it, I also know a little about the characteristics of martial arts in the Western Regions.
While thinking about it, the situation on the field suddenly changed. It turned out that when Hua Yuyan was close to the head of the bed, he took out two special-shaped knives, one long and one short, from the quilt. With the dazzling light of the sword, the situation began to reverse.
"Japanese?" Maybe people in this world haven't seen that kind of knife, but how could Song Qingshu from later generations have never seen it?
He suddenly came to the spirit and came to this world. He was a group of heroes. He traveled around various countries, but he didn't have much contact with Japan, and he didn't know what era Japan was in now.
Because this is a chaotic world, he is not sure whether Japan in this world will be the same as the historical gold,
Japan during the Song period was the same.
"Baoyu, go out and inform the others." At this moment, Xue Baochai's voice came. It was obvious that she had been made dangerous by the other's strange swordsmanship and had to tell him to run first.
"There are still people!" Hua Yuyan's pupils shrank, and she stabbed directly behind the screen with a knife.
"Be careful!" Xue Baochai was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly attacked behind her, trying to surround Wei and save Zhao.
Song Qingshu shook her head secretly, Hua Yuyan was clearly deliberately revealing a flaw to lead her to go further alone. According to the normal fight, although Xue Baochai was at a disadvantage, the opponent did not win so quickly, and it was difficult to ensure that the movement would not alarm others.
Sure enough, Hua Yuyan's figure suddenly retreated, and the whole person took advantage of the situation to directly deceive Xue Baochai, and the short knife in his hand stabbed directly into her heart.
Xue Baochai's face was pale, and he blocked it with the hilt of his sword at the last minute, but the door was already open.
Hua Yuyan's wrists fluttered, instantly sealing her key points. At this time, Song Qingshu quietly withdrew her hand, because he saw that Xue Baochai had no worries about her life for the time being.
"It turned out to be a woman, so I said how could she be so handsome." Hua Yuyan reached out and touched Xue Baochai's chest, smiling extremely proudly.
"Shameless, despicable, obscene!" Xue Baochai's face was flushed with anger when someone else touched such a sensitive part.
"Thank you for the compliment," Hua Yuyan giggled, "Could it be that in a place like Red Sleeves, there will still be well-known ladies and gentlemen?"
"Who the hell are you?" If Xue Baochai really believed that she was a courtesan, it would be hell.
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