Chapter 277 Sun and Moon Divine Sword

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Because the picture in his mind was too unsuitable for children, Yu Zhenzi's breathing quickly became heavier, and Su Quan was suddenly alarmed: "Who?"

Yu Zhenzi was startled, and hurriedly backed away, raising the whisk to knock down the hidden weapon like a tarsal maggot. Seeing Su Quan rushing out, he quickly signaled, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, Mrs. Hong is a good kung fu."

"It turned out to be your bull nose." Yu Zhenzi kept saying that he wanted to take Su Quan back to Hongli, but Su Quan was naturally too lazy to give him a good face.

Yu Zhenzi's smile condensed, she thought that the other party would pretend to be a snake with her, how could she know that the other party was so unsympathetic, and stood there awkwardly for a while.

"You came so late, didn't you want to secretly arrest me and go back to Shengjing?" Su Quan leaned on his side, teasing while secretly guarding against the other party's sudden attack.

Glancing at Song Qingshu behind her, Yu Zhenzi sneered: "Madam is joking, this afternoon, Pindao was just following orders, please forgive me..."

Su Quan interrupted impatiently: "If you have a fart, let it go."

Yu Zhenzi did not expect that Su Quan, who always smiled sweetly, would speak so rudely, his face was a little ugly, and he snorted: "Pin Dao has something to discuss with Master Song."

"Oh, come in then." Song Qingshu went back to the house after saying that, leaving Su Quan blankly watching his back.

"Sir Song, you also saw the situation this afternoon..." Yu Zhenzi stopped as he spoke, and looked at Su Quan hesitantly, with an expression hesitant to speak.

Su Quan now seems to be stepping on a steel wire, so naturally she will not be so 'conscious' to avoid it. Song Qingshu also said, "If you have anything to say, just say it, sister, she is not an outsider."

Yu Zhenzi thought that she was obviously Hong Antong's wife, when did you become your wife, and besides, the topic of this conversation revolved around her, so it was naturally inconvenient for her to hear.

Seeing the expressions of the three people in the room waiting for him to continue speaking, Yu Zhenzi thought that asking Shenlong Island to hand over Su Quan was just a pretense, and it didn't matter if she listened to it: "Master Song, Shenlongjiao has always been against his will, We have already found out that Hong Antong has already taken refuge with Brother Alibu in Mongolia. You and I are both ministers of the Qing Dynasty, and this time is a good time to be loyal to the court and eradicate the Shenlong Sect, and I hope Lord Song can help."

"Be loyal to the imperial court?" Song Qingshu smiled noncommittally, "Prince Bao has a large number of soldiers, and now that the army is overwhelming, why do you need mere help?"

"Sir Song is laughing," Yu Zhenzi secretly pinched a sweat, "Although Pindao's martial arts are far from being compared with adults, but he thinks that it will be no problem to deal with Hong Antong, but this time Mongolian Khitan has sent experts to come, It's really going to be a fight, Pindao... Pindao's two fists are hard to beat with four hands."

"I don't believe Prince Yibao's intelligence network. He would not know the situation of the Mongolian Khitan masters. Besides, the Taoist priest is extremely talented, and under careful precautions, even if those few people join forces, they will not be able to keep you." Song Qingshu said.

Yu Zhenzi said with a wry smile: "Originally, Pindao didn't worry about it. If he were to go into the tiger's den alone, he would definitely rise once he successfully returned. Unfortunately, Pindao didn't expect that there was a western poison Ouyang Feng on the island..."

Song Qingshu looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "The Daoist wants me to help you and deal with my sister?" As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around Su Quan's slender waist. Su Quan was unprepared, and suddenly fell to him. In his arms, he wasn't sure what was going on with Song Qingshu for a while, but he didn't dare to struggle.

Yu Zhenzi looked at it, and saw Su Quan obediently lying in Song Qingshu's arms, with two blushing blushes on her delicate face, which made her even more charming, and she thought to herself: Hong Antong's green hat is sure to be worn... Look at the two As for the relationship between people, if he only uses the righteousness of the court to oppress him, I am afraid that the little fox Song Qingshu will not buy it...

With an idea in mind, Yu Zhenzi said: "Master Song misunderstood, there is something that was originally a very confidential matter, but Master Song is one of his own, and Mrs. Hong is Master Song's woman, so she is naturally her own, then tell me You are all right."

Hearing that Yu Zhenzi said that he was a woman of Song Qingshu, Su Quan trembled, but wanted to hear the secret from his mouth, so he gave up his rebuttal. Fang Yi on the side looked at the intimate appearance of the two, and her heart was full of jealousy.

"To be honest with your lord, the lord declared this time that as long as the Shenlong Sect hands over the sect master's wife, he will retreat immediately, but it is just a pretense." On the other hand, Song Qing's writing was expressionless, and he couldn't see any clues.

"Sister, do you want to hear it?" Song Qingshu smiled and looked at Su Quan in his arms.

Su Quan's face turned red, and he snorted, but he was still in shock: he doesn't look like he has been hit by a ****.

"Since my sister wants to hear it, for her sake, I will protect you on the island." Song Qingshu said lightly.

"Thank you, Lord Song," Yu Zhenzi was overjoyed, and quickly explained, "Your Highness expected that the Ding Shenlong Cult would not sacrifice Mrs. Hong, and he never thought that he really wanted Mrs. Hong. Victory without a fight."

"Prince Bao can see it right. Originally, the Shenlong Cult was united in their efforts to deal with the Shengjing army, which was not good at water warfare, and it was not necessarily who would kill the deer. But after being rectified by him, the top of the Shenlong Cult had their own plans, and the people at the bottom were also panicked. "

Su Quan snorted coldly, but put down a big stone in her heart, as long as the other party's real goal was not her, it would be easy. I only hate that Wulong is short-sighted. Hong Antong didn't know what was going on, but he even thought of sacrificing himself. Damn it.

Yu Zhenzi smiled without saying a word, and he was not afraid to tell the other party all this. Prince Bao's move was an upright conspiracy, even if the Shenlong Cult understood it, it didn't matter. the most popular

It's unpredictable, there are always people who take a chance, and after this period of hard work, the morale on the island has almost collapsed.

"Pindao is leaving now, so as not to be noticed by those who are interested." Yu Zhenzi gave a slight salute and then left.

"Song Qingshu, are you really stupid or fake?" As soon as Yu Zhenzi left, Su Quan broke free from Song Qingshu's arms and stared at him nervously, his eyes glowing strangely again.

"Sister, what do you think?" Song Qingshu's pupils suddenly turned pitch black.

Su Quan's face flashed a trace of confusion, and suddenly smiled sweetly: "Of course you are still my good brother."

"Good, my shoulders are a little sore, help me squeeze it." Song Qingshu patted his shoulder and gestured.

"Okay." Su Quan obediently knelt down on the bed and gently pinched it for him.

Fang Yi was stunned to see all of this, and exclaimed in surprise, "So, Big Brother Song, you weren't..."

"Shh!" Song Qingshu made a silent gesture, "Don't say it." When Su Quan used his **** on Song Qingshu that day, he had already noticed it, but he was not sure what Su Quan would do. Second, it is extremely dangerous to compete for spiritual power. If one is not careful, it ends up being an idiot. Song Qingshu didn't want this result, so he pretended to be under her control. The power of Quan's **** took advantage of the other party's absence to control her.

"You rascal actually made me worry so much." Fang Yi couldn't help but hug him and kept beating his chest.

Song Qingshu saw that she was crying with pear blossoms and rain, but it was extremely pitiful, so she couldn't help lowering her head to kiss her.

After Fang Yi was stunned, she slowly closed her eyes. Only the slightly trembling eyelashes could reflect the master's mood.

"There is a legend that tears are sweet when people are happy, and bitter when they are sad. It seems that you are most happy now." Song Qingshu didn't kiss her rosy lips, but stuck out her tongue and licked it. Tears on cheeks.

"Tears are obviously salty." Fang Yi finally broke into a smile and quickly reached out to wipe the tears on her face.

The two talked for a while, and Fang Yi suddenly sat up straight: "Brother Song, I have one thing to do."

"What?" Song Qingshu was taken aback. Fang Yi came behind him, slapped Su Quan's face, raised her hand and wanted to slap her on the other side, but Song Qingshu was already firmly grasped.

"What are you doing?" Song Qingshu frowned at her.

"In the past year, I have been bullied by this woman, and I have not been beaten in the face." Fang Yi said indignantly, "Why, you feel bad when I slap him?"

Song Qingshu felt disgusted in her heart. As a woman, Fang Yi's revengeful character is really hard to be liked, not to mention her current tone is like a jealous girlfriend, which is also a bit annoying.

Noticing the change in his expression, Fang Yi also screamed badly, realizing that she had ruined a big deal on a whim. Fang Yi knew that she shouldn't show this side to Song Qingshu until she got enough favor. But seeing Su Quan in front of him without any resistance, the impulse in his heart was really unbearable.

"Brother Song, I'm sorry, I can't help but think of the past." Fang Yi said weakly.

Song Qingshu smiled: "It's over, it's over, I won't let her bully you in the future."

"Well." Fang Yi leaned against his arms gently.

"Lord Song hugs from left to right, it's really a blessing."

Song Qingshu looked up and saw that Yelu Nanxian was leaning outside the door, looking at him with a half-smile.

After scolding Yu Zhenzi and leaving without closing the door, Song Qingshu stood up and asked, "Miss Yelu, it's so late and you're still wandering around, so you're not afraid of getting into the wrong bed?"

"Bah!" Rao is a prairie woman who is always generous, and can't stand his direct teasing. Yelu Nanxian blushed and scolded: "I came here to compete with you this time."

"I never hit a woman." Song Qingshu refused without thinking.

"In case you are beaten by me later," Yelu Nanxian said deliberately.

"Although your martial arts are good, you still can't beat me." Song Qingshu shrugged indifferently.

"I know, but I still want to fight you again." Yelu Nanxian didn't raise the bar this time, instead, his tone was quite sincere.

"Oh?" Song Qingshu finally became interested, "If I remember correctly, it seems that the Liao Kingdom and the Qing Kingdom are still at war, so aren't you afraid of taking the opportunity to kill you?"

"If it were someone else, I wouldn't take this risk, but since it's Lord Song, I'm not afraid." Yelu Nanxian said, she understood that although she could not beat Song Qingshu temporarily, she could compete with a master of this level. The progress of martial arts in the future is very helpful.

"Why?" Song Qingshu was obviously taken aback.

Yelu Nanxian suddenly smiled, like flowers blooming everywhere on the grassland: "Because Your Excellency is a person who loves fragrance and jade."

"Okay, I called you." Song Qingshu laughed and walked out the door with her.

"Are you fighting here?" Yelu Nanxian asked lightly instead of doing it.

"Otherwise, where would we fight?" Song Qingshu asked in confusion.

"Suwen Shenlong Island has beautiful scenery. Master Song, can Yaxing accompany me to go around, we can enjoy the beauty of the island while playing." , the breeze is blowing slowly, and it looks quite a bit dusty.

"Brother Song, be careful with deceit." Fang Yi said worriedly.

Song Qingshu hasn't

After speaking, Yelu Nanxian smiled: "With Lord Song's martial arts, it is this girl who should be careful. Is the little lady worried about your brother Song's safety, or is she worried that I will steal a man from you?" Without waiting for a reply, just a little bit on the toes, and the figure floated out like a Jinghong fairy.

Fang Yi was so embarrassed that she couldn't raise her head, Song Qingshu quickly said with relief: "Don't worry, I'll come when I go." After that, she flew out.

It didn't take long for Yelu Nanxian's figure to stop on the top of a tree. Seeing her standing on the weak branch, Song Qingshu exclaimed in admiration: "In the past, Luoshen walked on water, Luo Socks Sheng Chen, now the girl walks on the green leaves, it is really hard to let go."

"I can understand that you are complimenting me, but I am from the grasslands, and I don't know your gods in the Central Plains." Yelu Nanxian said lightly.

Seeing Song Qingshu stunned, Yelu Nanxian pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, I lied to you."

Song Qingshu wanted to say more, but suddenly felt a flash in front of Yelu Nanxian's hand, with a long sword in his hand.

"Since your martial arts are higher than mine, then I'll take action first to show respect." After Yelu Nanxian finished speaking, his temperament suddenly became very solemn, with a sound of dragon roar, and the sword in his hand had turned into a white light and shadow.

Song Qingshu no longer had the attitude of contempt. Among the sword masters he encountered, apart from Feng Qingyang, Yelu Nanxian's swordsmanship was the highest. Song Qingshu had never seen such a dazzling swordsmanship. The other party seemed to make full use of the moonlight in the sky, and it seemed that what he was holding in his hand was no longer a sword, but a dazzling shadow.

Although Song Qingshuhui has a lot of martial arts, the most profound is the swordsmanship. After thinking about the essence of the five-sacred swordsmanship in the cliff, and after several fights with Feng Qingyang, he has almost returned to the realm. The law is brought into his hands, and the power is no less than the Nine Swords of Dugu. The reason is that although Song Qingshu's every move is similar to the swordsmanship of the Five Mountains, he does not stick to the inherent moves, but slightly changes the angle of the sword tip according to the actual situation of facing the enemy, or deliberately slows down the speed of the sword. The horns are naturally formed, making it impossible for the enemy to resist.

Even so, Song Qingshu still struggled to deal with Yelu Nanxian's swordsmanship. The fundamental reason was that the sword in Yelu Nanxian's hand was so dazzling that Song Qingshu could hardly open his eyes, so naturally it was difficult to break the move.

After forcing her back with her profound skills, Song Qingshu said a little stunned: "What kind of swordsmanship are you?"

"I don't have a name, I created it myself." Yelu Nanxian pointed his sword to the ground and stopped his attack.

"If it's the daytime, when the scorching sun is on your head, wouldn't your swordsmanship be against the sky?" Song Qingshu said in fear.

"Sir Song really looks like a torch. My swordsmanship really relies on natural light. However, although the sun is strong during the day, the environment is bright, but it is not necessarily darker than it is now. Only the power of moonlight is stronger." Yelu Nanxian said softly, Immediately, his expression was quite fascinated, "I have a feeling that my swordsmanship will be like the sun and moonlight shining on the world when I practice it to the extreme. The enemy will no longer have a place to hide. It's a pity that the realm is still far behind."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment. The inexplicable power emanating from the other party made him a little scared. He suddenly thought about it: even if you are a genius that is rare to see in a thousand years, how can the halo of genius be bigger than the halo of a traveler? ? Thinking of this, Song Qingshu's mind also calmed down.

"I don't know if it's an illusion. Just now, I seemed to think it would be easy to take your life." Yelu Nanxian frowned, obviously not understanding the situation just now, "Unfortunately, that feeling has disappeared now."

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently: "The girl must be reluctant to kill me."

"You are quite narcissistic." Yelu Nanxian didn't get angry, but put the long sword in the sheath, "Let's hit here for the time being."

"Oh? I didn't expect your skills to be so advanced that you can hear people from so far away." Song Qingshu looked at her with admiration, wondering if this is the legendary genius girl?

Yelu Nanxian was stunned for a moment, and said a little embarrassedly, "I didn't hear it, I just don't want to fight anymore."

"Then let's hide for a while." Song Qingshu hid in the middle of the branches and waved to Yelu Nanxian, motioning her to come over.

Yelu Nanxian floated over and hid something from him, frowning suspiciously: "You and I join forces, there should be no one on this island that we need to hide from, right?"

"It's not a good thing to rely on force too much," Song Qingshu smiled lightly, not intending to explain more, but said, "Since your swordsmanship doesn't have a name, how about I give you one?"

"Let's hear it, I don't want it if it's too ugly." Yelu Nanxian asked curiously.

"Since your swordsmanship gathers the aura of the sun and the moon, then call it the Sun and Moon Divine Sword." Thinking of the TV series "Sun and Moon Divine Sword" played by Zhang Weijian and Guo Jinan in previous lives, and thinking of Qiu Jingjing in it, Song Qingshu showed a look of nostalgia. , How long has it been since you thought about your past life? I hope that these small means will continue to leave traces of past lives in this world, and I will not treat all that as a dream in the future.

"Sun Moon Divine Sword?" Yelu Nanxian was startled and nodded slowly, "I hope I won't insult the word Divine Sword in the future."

Looking at the two masked men galloping past under the tree, Song Qingshu felt a burst of contempt in his heart: How come you don't change your clothes and look like you are in a costume drama?

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