Chapter 2302 You Have the Skills to Stay in the Face

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The person who spoke was a middle-aged beautiful woman, and she could see that she should have been a great beauty when she was young, but beauty has been like a famous general since ancient times, and she is not allowed to see white heads in the world.

Time is the most ruthless, even if she dresses up again, the traces of the years can still be seen on her face.

Of course, she can still be a milf today, and she still has a few words of charm, but her style of dressing and speech has a faint hint of frivolity and coquettishness.

Song Qingshu noticed that Shan Yuru was beside her with a respectful look, and she was wondering who she was, when she heard Shan Yuru's voice transmission entering the secret: "Master, this is my master. ."

Fu Yaohong!

Song Qingshu remembered the introduction of Shan Yuru before, and he vaguely remembered the character in "Broken Void", who seemed to be very good at the technique of combining male and female - happy harvesting - replenishment, and he didn't know how many men were sucked dry by her.

hey~

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu felt a chill, and thought to stay away from this woman in the future, but it happened that she was not the type he liked, and his taste was not so strong.

Here he had to sigh that Shan Yuru was clearly her apprentice, but she was out of her blue. The seductive arts of Yingui School have been cultivated to an unprecedented level.

"Guo Jing's hometown," Hong Qigong thought for a while, "It seems to be in Niujia Village."

"Which Niujia Village?" Fu Yaohong continued to ask.

"Near Lin'an." Hong Qigong had been there before, so he was naturally impressed.

"Is it next to the Qiantang River?" Fu Yaohong's eyes lit up.

Hong Qigong nodded while recalling: "It seems, why, Madam knows my apprentice?"

"I don't know, I'm just curious," Fu Yaohong covered her mouth and chuckled, "Brother, they haven't gotten married yet, so what are you calling me Mrs. If you don't dislike it, just call me sister Yaohong."

"Uh~" Hong Qigong wanted to drink, but he almost coughed.

Song Qingshu smacked her tongue secretly, this Fu Yaohong is really cold, even an old man like Hong Qigong to tease? Thinking about it, he must have taken a fancy to his skills. Mr. Hong can't hold back for a while, so he can't be guaranteed at the end of the season.

But what he was more curious about was the purpose of Fu Yaohong's questioning Guo Jing.

"Hmph, you are too young to be my daughter, what kind of girl is there?" Hong Qigong said displeased.

"Ouch, brother, your mouth is so sweet, and you praise me for being young." Fu Yaohong smiled.

Hong Qigong: "..."

When Song Qingshu was unable to complain, Shan Yuru's voice came from her ear: "My master is probably not much younger than Hong Qigong, but she is good at... good at maintenance, so she looks younger."

God is so good at maintenance, I am afraid he is good at picking and replenishing.

Song Qingshu was a little surprised. Although Fu Yaohong looked like a half-old mistress, she was far from an old woman. Could it be that the magic sect's mining-repairing technique is really so magical?

"Okay, the old beggars are almost eating and drinking. Thank you for your hospitality, I will leave." Hong Qigong's lifelong steel straight man was extremely uncomfortable with this woman, and he felt that the leg of lamb in his hand was not so good. It was fragrant, and in addition to the side-talk just now, there was no news of Guo Jing here, so he naturally didn't want to stay any longer.

Brother Ali was furious, thinking that he was kind enough to recruit you, but you just made a sarcastic speech, and now you are leaving so soon, are you really just here to eat and treat me like a slaughter?

Song Qingshu noticed that Brother Ali raised his hand slightly, and knew that his temperament was very similar to that of traditional Mongolians. He was not as deeply sinicized as Kublai Khan, and he could be as tolerant as a Han king. He was worried that he would give orders. Besieging Hong Qigong. Although Hong Qigong has high martial arts, there are many masters here. Bi Yejing is only a little weaker. Fu Yaohong and Bi Yejing are brothers and sisters. Coupled with the Mongolian warriors, Hong Qigong may suffer a loss if he really fights.

So he slapped the table and shouted sternly, "Your Excellency, what kind of place is this palace, come when you want, and leave when you want?"

Seeing him get up, Brother Ali looked surprised, but he slowly put his raised hand down, intending to see the situation and then talk about it.

"What, do you want me to pay you after eating?" Hong Qigong touched the patched clothes on his body, and finally spread his hands helplessly, "It's not a coincidence, I'm a beggar, and I don't have anything valuable on my body. "

"If the Seventh Prince is thirsty for talents, he will naturally not have the same knowledge as you, but I can't stand it. You can leave if you want, as long as it is better than my sword." The cold wind shrouded the entire hall, and in his words he lifted Brother Ali.

If it is so high, the other party will not regret it in front of so many people after a while.

Brother Ali smiled, but didn't stop him. He liked to hunt on horseback on weekdays, and he liked to watch the masters fight. His eyes couldn't help but sparkle with excitement.

The reactions of the others around are also different. Some people are just watching the show, while others are secretly contemptuous. They feel that the person of Shuiyue Da Zong is really despicable, so they will find an opportunity to show affection to Brother Ali, which is appropriate. It's just a nomination.

"Good knife!" Hong Qigong put his hands on his hips and smiled with a shy belly, "But I have been a beggar for so many years, and I have never been afraid of anyone in a fight, except that I am afraid that there is no delicious food. Ninjutsu."

"Why do you need ninjutsu to deal with you?" Song Qingshu snorted coldly, the whole person was rushing like a wind, and he immediately slashed in front of Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong was also a little surprised by his speed, and hurriedly slapped the blade on his blade, and saw Long Zaitian taking the opportunity to counterattack with the other.

Song Qingshu was a little taller, and his whole body was like a feather. With the help of the opponent's palm, he fluttered to the other side, causing everyone on the field to exclaim. Even those who despised him before and escaped had to admit his The martial arts attainments are really high, even one moment he is as fast as a horse, the next moment he is as light as a feather.

Having played against Shuiyue Sect many times, Song Qingshu knew the fundamentals of his martial arts. Originally, his erratic and transient pace was difficult to imitate, but he happened to be good at light art, and imitating it would be more effective with less effort.

In addition, the Shuiyue Dao is indeed a rare treasure, and when it is displayed, the whole room feels a chill.

The two of them were very fast, and they fought more than a dozen moves in an instant. Although Song Qingshu could imitate, Hong Qigong naturally suffered a bit against the treasured sword with his fleshy palm, and soon fell into a disadvantage. He touched his waist and pulled out a The green bamboo stick, with a little green shadow, instantly turned from defense to offense.

"The dog-fighting method is really ingenious. It seems that the Shuiyue Sect is a little difficult." Bi Yejing, standing next to Brother Ali Bu, explained that he was the one who most wanted Hong Qigong to lose. He had just faced off against Hong Qigong. The palm of the hand is a tie on the bright side, but he knows that he is still slightly behind. Now that Shuiyue Sect forced the opponent to use weapons, he feels that he has beaten him by a point, but this can also be attributed to the advantages of weapons, but If he really let him defeat Hong Qigong, where would he save his face?

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