Chapter 314 Blackmailing the Princess

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"You!" Zhao Minxing's eyes widened, she couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood, and panted and said in a hateful voice, "Don't pee and take care of yourself. (

"I've taken a photo, I think he's a little more handsome than Zhang Wuji." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

Zhao Min snorted coldly and turned his head away, letting Song Qingshu tease him in every possible way, pursing his lips and ignoring him.

Seeing that Zhao Min didn't respond, Song Qingshu also felt quite boring, so he could only say: "Aren't you curious about how I saved you?"

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, although Zhao Min was still indifferent, her trembling eyelashes showed that her heart was not as calm as she appeared.

"Actually, if I want to save you, it's not difficult to say, and it's not easy to say that it's simple. In the final analysis, it's still difficult." Song Qingshu sighed.

"What a mess." Zhao Min said impatiently, amused by Song Qingshu's tongue-in-cheek explanation.

"Because if you use my method to save you, you have to take off your clothes first." Song Qingshu did not mention the matter of Huanxichan, but only used such ambiguous words to refer to it. After all, Zhao Min and him are enemies and not friends. Song Qingshu didn't want her to know too much detail, otherwise, with her resourcefulness and repeated propaganda, she would probably have no place in the arena, and would bear the notoriety of a thief all her life.

"Bah!" Zhao Min scolded angrily, "I'd rather die than let you save me."

Song Qingshu had such an expression as expected, and shrugged helplessly: "I said you wouldn't be willing. What's more, I would have to spend a lot of energy to save you. I'm not related to you, even if you really get rid of it. If you ask me to help you with clothes, I may not even be willing to take action."

Zhao Min laughed angrily: "I will take off my clothes and beg you?"

"There are no absolutes in the world, this is really uncertain." Song Qingshu said calmly with a normal expression.

"Do your Spring and Autumn Dream, cough..." Zhao Min was in a hurry, coughing violently, his eyes darkened, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

Song Qingshu hurriedly supported her shoulders, looking at her pale, tender and ruddy skin, and hurriedly pulled her hand. Before she could recollect the smooth touch, she poured the infuriating energy into her body continuously.

Zhao Min felt dazedly bathed in a warm atmosphere, and woke up leisurely, finding himself half lying in Song Qingshu's arms, hurriedly using the remaining physical strength, and trying to push him away.

"Don't move, Xuan Cheng's skills are not trivial, and I am trying to keep you alive at all costs. The county master is a hero among women on the prairie. Why does he care about red tape like those weak women in the Han Chinese?" Song Qingshu said lightly Pressing Zhao Min's shoulder lightly, he said in a deep voice.

Zhao Min's first reaction was not to let him save her when she died, but she was not an ordinary woman after all, and she had too many worries in her heart, it would be a pity if she died so suddenly. After weighing the gains and losses, he acquiesced in Song Qingshu's rescue in his heart. But lying in his arms like this is absolutely impossible.

"You...help me lean on...sit down against the tree, I don't want...don't be like this." Zhao Min's voice was weak and weak with a hint of poignant temptation under the serious injury. Can't bear to refuse.

Song Qingshu didn't mean to take advantage of the danger of others. He firmly held her palm with one hand, continuously pumping internal force, and the other hand carefully supported her against the tree trunk and sat down.

After just a stick of incense, Zhao Min gradually regained his spirits, feeling that the true temperature of Song Qingshu's loss into his body was pure and peaceful, and he could not help looking at him in surprise: "I didn't expect your inner strength to be so strong. , I'm afraid it's no less than Wuji..." Suddenly thinking of something, Xiu Mei frowned, and swallowed the word brother back abruptly.

"Is it not inferior to Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu smiled lightly, "His Jiuyang Divine Art has reached the realm of mastery, and his internal power is self-generated and endless. In terms of internal force alone, there are probably few people in the world who can beat him. But Jiuyang Divine Art is after all. It's mortal martial arts, and it has its limits..."

Hearing this, Zhao Min couldn't help pouting, and said angrily, "You said that you are studying the martial arts of immortals."

Looking away from Zhao Min's thin and moist lips, Song Qingshu just shook his head without any excuse. Although no one has practiced the tantric joyous meditation since ancient times, it can be regarded as a possibility of becoming an immortal. Although Song Qingshu was more infatuated with the world of the world of red dust and had no interest in becoming an immortal, he subconsciously felt that Huanxi Chan should be better than Jiuyang Divine Art. After all, after Tubo returned, the speed of his true qi cultivation could be described as miraculous.

"How long are you going to hold my hand forever?" Zhao Min was also a martial artist, so she knew that the injury in her body had temporarily stabilized, and Song Qingshu kept her small hand pinched, making her restless.

"You should say thank you to your savior first." Although Song Qingshu said so, he let go of Zhao Min's hand.

As soon as he got out of trouble, Zhao Min quickly retracted his hand like an electric shock, hid behind him and wiped it quietly. Hearing Song Qingshu's teasing words, he said angrily, "If you hadn't suddenly taken hold of this county master, how could I have done it? seriously injured."

"I didn't know that the big monk Xuan Cheng was so cruel and ruthless, and he used the hidden kung fu technique of fighting cattle across the mountain." Song Qingshu also felt very depressed. He wanted to rob Zhao Min, but he could temporarily Destroying Mongolia's strategic plan for distant relations and close attack, on the one hand, can exchange enough benefits from King Ruyang, who knows that there is only a half-dead county master, and if something happens to Zhao Minzhen, he can't tell with his mouth.

"None of the stinky monks in Shaolin Temple are good people." Speaking of this, Zhao Min and Song Qing were unprecedented

The book's point of view is unanimous, "When Mongolia dominates the world in the future, the county owner will have to level the Shaolin Temple."

"I know that the princess is very powerful, but you should not be too happy too early," Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "I'm just hanging your life with infuriating energy temporarily, you have to get treatment as soon as possible."

Zhao Min's face turned red, and the ups and downs between his chest became more rapid: "Don't mention your disgusting method."

"You don't always look at me with such disdainful eyes," Song Qingshu stood up and patted the dirt on his body, "If I really have a bad heart with you, I don't need to be so troublesome. The gap in martial arts, plus the lonely man and woman, if I come to undress you at this time, do you think you can stop it?"

Zhao Min was startled, and she squeezed her neckline with both hands: "If you dare to do this, I will bite your tongue and kill yourself, and you can wait for the endless pursuit of Mongolia." Even in such a panicked situation, she felt as if in her heart. Like a clear mirror, he knew that the only thing Song Qingshu could scruples at the moment was the Mongolian forces.

"I'm just making an analogy. You don't need to be so excited to avoid injury." Song Qingshu raised his hands and took a few steps back to indicate that he was not malicious.

Seeing that Zhao Min's mood finally stabilized, Song Qingshu couldn't help but prank his thoughts and said with a smile: "Actually, the county master, you bite your tongue and commit suicide.

"While it's hot?" Zhao Min was taken aback for a moment, but she was famous for being a clever and shrewd person. After a little thought, she understood what Song Qingshu meant. She trembled with anger, pointed at Song Qingshu and scolded, "Why are you so shameless! "

"Don't misunderstand the county master, I just want to completely dispel your thoughts of suicide. If you still feel that the weight is not enough, I have many methods here," Song Qingshu said while pacing back and forth, "If the county master really dares to dare I committed suicide. At that time, I will strip the clothes of the county master and hang them in front of the gate of the Shaolin Temple in Songshan. Anyway, it is you who was seriously injured by Xuancheng, so it is not wrong to those monks. Tsk tsk, when the people in the rivers and lakes are talking about this When Dao Qijing, will you guess that the county owner was abandoned by a certain eminent monk in Shaolin Temple, and you can't think about it for a while..."

Song Qingshu was on the verge of speaking, and accidentally saw Zhao Min's eyes full of tears and some panic, and suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar, thinking that he had also frightened Zhou Zhiruo so much, and he sighed for a while, and he couldn't say anything more.

Although Zhao Min is full of wit, she has never encountered a character like Song Qingshu who plays cards unreasonably. The scene described by Song Qingshu can't help but emerge in her mind. A pretty face turns pale, she is really scared.

"Stop, don't say it, I don't kill myself."

"If I cooperated so early, I wouldn't say such disgusting words." Song Qingshu felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

Zhao Min's thin lips were tightly closed, with a lingering fear, too lazy to talk to him.

"Your injury is too serious. There are no more than three people who can save you in this world, and I am one of them. Are you sure you really don't want me to save you?" Song Qingshu asked one last time, of course she knew her choice.

"Humph!" Zhao Min's face was cold, and she refused without hesitation, "Tell me about the other two."

"One of them was Master Yi Deng, one of the five masters in the Central Plains in the past. His Yi Yang Finger was used to treat internal injuries and had the effect of bringing back the dead. However, once it was used, it would not be able to use martial arts for several years, so he would not be able to use it easily. Master is in Dali, even if he is willing to take action, he will not be able to quench his thirst." Song Qingshu sighed.

"That's not necessarily true." Zhao Min pondered in his heart that the Mongolian high-level officials had discussed expedition to Dali, marching from Guizhou, Hunan and Hubei to surround the city of Xiangyang in the Southern Song Dynasty. As long as this plan is cleverly used, it is not difficult to induce Master Yideng to rescue him, but unfortunately the problem is that the distance is too far, "What about the remaining person?"

"They are actually four people, the four great doctors in the world." Thinking that his meridians had been cut off and his last hope was placed on them, Song Qingshu felt like a lifetime. Although they couldn't cure themselves, they must have cured Zhao Min's injury. questionable. If I remember correctly, in the original book, Azhu went to the Shaolin Temple to steal the Tendon Sutra, and was also injured under the power of Donkey Kong. Qiao Feng took her to find Doctor Xue, and Azhu recovered quickly.

"The four great doctors in the world, Zhang Wuji replaced Hu Qingniu, but you can go to him." Song Qingshu said teasingly, but he speculated on what happened between the two.

"Change someone else." Zhao Min refused with a blank expression. i527()

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