Chapter 2458 Bad News

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Under the blanket, a young man and woman hugged each other tightly.

Song Qingshu gently stroked the beautiful hair in his arms, and said with some emotion: "Qingtong, are you planning to go back to accompany the tribe to coexist and die this time, so you suddenly let go of yourself?"

Huo Qingtong blushed and sighed: "You really understand women's minds very well, yes, after all, it is the place where I was born and raised. If it is destined to be destroyed by Mongolia, then I will definitely accompany it."

Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: "Why are you so stupid, leaving Qingshan in the mountains is not afraid of running out of firewood, as long as you live, there will be a day when you will turn defeat into victory."

Huo Qingtong shook his head, his eyes were a little blank: "Now that Mongolia is strong, where is the Qingshan, I can't see any hope of turning defeat into victory."

Song Qingshu patted his chest: "Although you don't have Qingshan, but you have Qingshu, don't worry, I will take you back sooner or later."

Huo Qingtong bit into his flesh: "I haven't settled with you about what I just lied to."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but muttered in a low voice, "You obviously took the initiative first..."

Huo Qingtong glared at him fiercely, and finally said helplessly: "This time our tribe is very fierce, Zhang Wuji is also dead, I have nothing to worry about, I will treat you as cheap, but I have nothing to do with it. mind."

Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became strange: "Zhang Wuji is dead? Where did you hear it."

Huo Qingtong sighed: "Although Mingjiao claims that their leader is in retreat, it's impossible for there to be no news for such a long time, and Mongolia attacked the Western Regions some time ago, I want to unite the strength of Mingjiao to fight the enemy together, but unfortunately he still has no news. There was news from the Ming Sect's inner responder that it turned out that he had been missing for a long time, and there were different opinions within the Ming Sect, some said that Yang Xiao committed the disorder, some said that Zhang Wuji died of serious injuries, and some said that he assassinated Tiemuzhen and died... The Sanren has publicly broken with Yang Xiao, and the Ming Sect is in chaos, if he is still in the world, how could he not care about it."

Song Qingshu looked a little strange: "So you think your fiancé is dead, so you don't have any psychological burden like me?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Huo Qingtong glared at him bitterly. "Although I have no relationship with him, since we have a covenant, we will abide by it. How can it be cheap for you."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "What if I told you he wasn't dead?"

Huo Qingtong: "..."

"Don't joke about this kind of thing!" Huo Qingtong's heart also jumped up.

"Uh, he should be in Mongolia..." Song Qingshu told him the news and speculations he had obtained.

"He pretended to be Tongtian Wu during this time?" Huo Qingtong was stunned.

"That's right," Song Qingshu said, "I also reacted when I saw Tongtianwu's corpse and noticed that he had been hit by a star-sucking method. That guy is indeed hiding deep enough, and now he should be hiding somewhere in Helincheng. Recovering from the wound in secret, naturally I have no energy to manage Mingjiao’s affairs.”

Huo Qingtong gritted his teeth: "Then he became Tongtian Wu, is he planning to give up Mingjiao from the beginning?"

"It should be like this," Song Qingshu replied, "Actually, we all know in our hearts that whether it is the Ming Cult or your Muzhuo Lun clan, although we can win a game or two, they are not destined to be Mongolia's opponents. Sooner or later, he must have been thinking of a way out, and finally chose to sneak into Mongolia."

"Then why didn't he tell me, it hurt me... it hurt me..." Huo Qingtong couldn't speak for a while.

Song Qingshu smiled and leaned over: "Did you get bullied by me?"

"Bah," Huo Qingtong spat, "I am in charge of my own body, so what if he lives!"

"Cuiyu Huangshan is indeed a hero in women's high school!" Song Qingshu gave a thumbs up.

Huo Qingtong suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but asked in a trembling voice, "Then in the last time in the Gaochang Labyrinth, was that Tongtian Wu already him?"

"Yes, so you said in front of your fiancé that it was my woman." Song Qingshu laughed happily.

"You bastard, you did it on purpose!" Huo Qingtong pinched and bit again, this guy is so hateful, he led her into the pit step by step.

Song Qingshu laughed and avoided, while reminding: "Don't open the wound."

"Forget it, it's not enough to be ashamed." Huo Qingtong said bitterly.

Song Qingshu hugged her tightly, and said softly, "You are a hero among women, how can you be like those ordinary women, not to mention that if that guy chose to give up the Ming Cult, he has already abandoned the covenant between you two, and you have What an apology."

Huo Qingtong bit his teeth and red lips: "But I always feel weird in my heart."

"That proves that we are not familiar enough. Come on, let's be familiar again." Song Qingshu said and began to move his hands up and down again.

"You guy..." Huo Qingtong blushed, but still half pushed and half followed.

Early the next morning, Huo Qingtong was concerned about the comfort of the tribe, and insisted on continuing his journey regardless of the injury.

Song Qingshu carried her all the way through the mountains, and was held in his arms. Huo Qingtong's often heroic eyes became tender and sweet, and he gently wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Are you tired?"

Song Qingshu shook his head: "I'm in good health now, hahaha." During this time, the two princesses helped and got Huo Qingtong's Yuan Yin again last night. His previous injuries can be said to be completely healed. Laughing proudly in the mountains and forests, it is true

Is the spring breeze proud of horseshoe disease.

Huo Qingtong couldn't help but blushed slightly when he recalled the situation in the cave last night, this guy's body was indeed unbelievably good. The two walked through the mountains and came to a prairie. Huo Qingtong, who was half the owner, introduced him all the way. This is the Nalati grassland, and the Bayinbulak grassland is behind...

Later, the two met a group of local herdsmen, and Song Qingshu wanted to buy horses and camels from them, but unfortunately they could not understand the language, and the other party looked at him with a wary look.

Fortunately, Huo Qingtong went out and communicated with them in the local language. In addition, she was born beautiful and heroic, and she immediately won the favor of the local herdsmen. After selling their horses, she also gave them a lot of kumiss and dry food.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little resentful: "These horny guys, if a few girls see me, they will never have that attitude, believe it or not."

"I believe I believe~" Seeing him like a child, Huo Qingtong couldn't help but smile.

The two went deep into the grassland. The grassland was flat like a mirror, completely different from the ups and downs in the mountains. When they stared into the distance, they only felt that the heaven and the earth were connected, and there was no sound. It seemed that there were only the two of them in the universe.

Although Song Qingshu was highly skilled in martial arts, when he was in this situation, he couldn't help but feel a sense of shivering.

The two rode their horses all the way for dozens of miles without seeing a half figure, and Song Qingshu suddenly jumped to Huo Qingtong's horse.

"What are you doing?" Huo Qingtong was taken aback.

"I saw a plot in a certain movie and I was curious about whether it could actually be done, so I wanted to try it myself..." He took Huo Qingtong into his arms and whispered a few words in her ear.

Huo Qingtong's pretty face instantly turned red: "Don't do it, it's ridiculous."

"Anyway, there is no one around," Song Qingshu said. "Besides, isn't your horsemanship very good, let me see it."

Huo Qingtong was annoyed: "Can my kung fu be the same as you think?"

"I think it's the same." Song Qingshu nodded solemnly.

Being in such a vast place is the easiest for people to let themselves go. Coupled with the uncertainty of the future of Mu Zhuolun's department, Huo Qingtong also has a feeling of carnival before death.

So in the end, he couldn't stand the other party's soft and hard bubbles, but his wish was granted.

In this way, the two of them were glued together, and time passed quickly, and it didn't take long for them to approach the range of Mu Zhuolun's department.

Huo Qingtong's face was also restored to holiness, and he was no longer allowed to mess around.

Song Qingshu didn't insist any longer, but what was a little depressing was that he originally boasted that his kung fu was pretty good. After all, he had personally led the troops to fight so many times.

Who knew that he almost fell off the horse several times, but fortunately, Huo Qingtong, who grew up on the horse, held him tightly, and she was often laughed at for this.

While Huo Qingtong was joking about this, a passing herdsman suddenly recognized her and told her that something had happened in Yeerqiang City.

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