Chapter 316

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"No!" Zhao Min raised her eyebrows and firmly refused. {

"Across the clothes," Song Qingshu said with a headache, "Besides, I won't touch it."

Seeing Zhao Min sitting there still speechless, Song Qingshu teased: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, you know this, I know, I won't tell Zhang Wuji."

Zhao Min laughed at him, and looked up at him speechlessly: "Of course it's not because of this."

"Do men and women give and receive kisses?" Song Qingshu asked.

"En~" After a long time, Zhao Min let out a faint snort.

"Didn't I take you out of the inn just now? Anyway, you can't accept the kiss, so why bother." Song Qingshu ignored Zhao Min's protest and put one hand behind her neck and the other on the crook of her leg. Hold her up.

Surrounded by the masculine breath, Zhao Min only felt that all the hairs on her body stood up. She struggled a few times, but it didn't have any effect.

Song Qingshu only felt that the beauty in his hand was soft and boneless, and he couldn't help but wonder: "The princess was born in the grasslands, and has a graceful and graceful figure. I didn't expect to be as light as a Jiangnan woman."

"Have you ever held a lot of Jiangnan women?" Zhao Min secretly regretted her words as soon as she finished speaking. This kind of conversation was too much like a lover's **.

No matter how thick-skinned Song Qingshu was, he couldn't brag about himself and other women in front of women, so he could only smile awkwardly.

The two fell into silence. Zhao Min accidentally saw Song Qingshu's toes on the ground, and the two of them moved dozens of feet, and Hua Rong couldn't help but say, "You are light..."

"Why, it's not bad." Song Qingshu looked down at her and smiled, revealing a row of white teeth.

Zhao Min avoided his gaze, with a rather complicated expression, and muttered: "Not only is it good, I have seen quite a few masters. In light of merit alone, the most brilliant is the Blue Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao and He. Zhang...Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao are fast enough, but their internal strength is doomed to be unsustainable; Zhang...Zhang's Qinggong is also very good, but he is better than Jiuyang Shengong's continuous internal power, and wins by lasting endurance. "

"You are not only fast enough, but also have long breathing and strong internal strength. Under the long-distance attack, they should not be as good as you." After Zhao Min finished speaking, she was full of emotion, saying that Shibei should be treated with admiration for three days, Song Qingshu explained it perfectly. this sentence.

"Being able to beat Zhang Wuji once in the mouth of the county master is truly worth the hardships that he paid in the past." Song Qing wrote brilliantly, thinking that in the past, he was a person who was able to chat and laugh with a master of light skills at the level of Dongfang Invincible, which shocked a man. What's wrong with the little girl.

Zhao Min's expression darkened, and he didn't have the mood to answer any more. In addition, his body was weak after being seriously injured, and he soon fell asleep.

As night gradually fell, I felt Zhao Min in his sleep trembling in his arms. Song Qingshu quickly realized that he was running too fast, caused by the oncoming cold wind, and quickly lost a burst of infuriating energy into Zhao Min's body. . Dazedly aware of a warm current entering her body, Zhao Min let out a sweet hum from comfort.

When Zhao Min woke up and found herself sleeping beside a fire, her first reaction was to lower her head to check her clothes, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she confirmed that it was intact.

Seeing Song Qingshu's coat on the ground, Zhao Min was stunned, but she didn't expect the other party to be so considerate.

"Don't be moved. If you die at this time due to the cold, and the conditions you promised me are not fulfilled, wouldn't I be at a loss?" Although Song Qingshu, who was sitting not far away, closed his eyes, he could sense everything.

"Self-motivated." Zhao Min snorted, but didn't say any other unpleasant words. She supported the ground with her hands and struggled to sit up. She accidentally affected the injury on her back. She frowned and couldn't help sighing.

"How are you?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and was about to stand up to take a look, but immediately realized that the other party might not appreciate it, so he didn't get up after all.

"Where are we now?" Zhao Min looked around, the two were in a forest, and it was pitch black everywhere. Thinking that there were only two men and women at this time, he was subconsciously scared.

"It's only 20 or 30 miles away from the closed city. I saw that it was getting late, and the city gate must have been closed. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I did not continue on the road." Song Qingshu said.

Zhao Min clutched his chest and looked at him suspiciously: "Can a mere city wall stop you?"

"Of course I'm fine, but I'm afraid your injury can't help but bump up and down." Song Qingshu hesitated and explained.

Zhao Min's lips parted slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end, but a warm feeling still flowed in his heart.

"Let's go to the city at dawn tomorrow, but your appearance is a problem. Even a fool can see that you are disguised as a man, and you are so handsome. I'm worried that the soldiers guarding the gate will have evil thoughts on you." Song Qingshu said Quite lucky.

"When the time comes, whoever dares to be unreasonable to me, you will help me kill him." Zhao Min's pretty face froze, completely disregarding the lives of these ordinary people.

Song Qingshu shook his head: "I won't kill unless necessary."

"What did Mo Qixia of Wudang say before that?" Zhao Min sneered, the reason why she hated Song Qingshu so much was that Song Qingshu killed Mo Shenggu, causing her and Zhang Wuji to be misunderstood by Song Yuanqiao and the others.

Song Qingshu was silent for a while, before he said: "It is because of the monstrous mistakes I made in the past that I have to think about it and make an oath not to kill people casually, you didn't look at me.

Are the swords used wooden swords? "

Hearing him say this, Zhao Min's hatred towards him disappeared for the most part, but a hint of admiration rose from the bottom of his heart: "Knowing your mistakes can improve a lot, I am very curious now, what kind of fortune can make you reborn and reborn, It's like a different person."

"When your meridians are cut off, all the relatives and lovers in the world have left you, and there is no hope for the future, it is difficult for you to remain unchanged." Thinking of the despair on Shaoshi Mountain, Song Qingshu's voice was extremely indifferent.

Although Song Qingshu didn't go into details, Zhao Min could still imagine the hardships he encountered in the arena and couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity that Brother Wuji couldn't save you, otherwise you wouldn't have to suffer so much later."

"Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu sneered.

"I know that because of Zhou Zhiruo's affairs, you have always hated him. But at the beginning he disregarded the grievances between the two of you and wanted to rescue him. It's fine if you don't appreciate him. Why do you want to take anger at him?" Strong hostility, although Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji temporarily fell out, but still a little unhappy.

"He came to the rescue?" Song Qingshu snorted, but was disdainful to speak ill of Zhang Wuji in front of Zhao Min, so he didn't tell her the truth, "I really don't want to say much about the right and wrong, I believe there will always be some truth to it. one day."

Zhao Min wanted to say something, but remembered something, and suddenly became silent. She is a very smart person, and she felt upset after a while. When she touched some key issues, she subconsciously shifted her attention and did not want to think deeply.

Thinking of Song Qingshu's mention of the wooden sword just now, he recalled the elegance of Song Qingshu's sword in the inn, and couldn't help but look at him curiously: "Can your wooden sword really hurt people?"

"The key to whether you can hurt the enemy depends on the person holding the sword, not the sword itself." Song Qingshu said lightly.

"Can I take a look at your wooden sword?" Zhao Min couldn't hide her curiosity and asked softly.

"Then can I take a look at your bellyband?" Song Qingshu asked rhetorically.

"You!" Zhao Min's face turned red all of a sudden, her apricot eyes widened and she glared at Song Qingshu, "What do you mean!"

"It doesn't make any sense, it's just people in the rivers and lakes. The unique weapon is related to the life of the family. How can you easily show it? It's like your daughter's apron is generally not seen." Song Qingshu explained.

"It's arrogant." Zhao Min snorted angrily, "I'm afraid you found a blacksmith to make a sword, then painted a layer of wood paint on the door, and then declared that you used a wooden sword and blew the conch, okay? Face."

Seeing that Zhao Min's cheeks were not full of blood due to the serious injury, but at this time, she was looking forward to her appearance and looked extremely charming under the light of the fire, Song Qingshu sighed: "The county master just wants to see my sword, why should he deliberately say this? excite me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and waved, and a wooden sword flew over from his sleeve, and stuck on the ground in front of Zhao Min's eyes.

Zhao Min secretly praised his subtlety of strength control, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and carefully touched the blade of the wooden sword. Under the reflection of the firelight, the slender fingers seemed to be white and crystal clear, as if transparent.

Seeing Zhao Min's charming appearance, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, it's a wooden sword, even if you pick it up and wipe your neck, you won't be able to cut a layer of skin."

Zhao Min blushed and grabbed the wooden sword: "I'm not that stupid." The fingertips brushed the sword's body lightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "It really is the wooden sword."

Song Qingshu threw his hands together: "Now you must believe it, pay it back to me."

"No!" Zhao Min subconsciously took the wooden sword behind him and wrinkled his nose, "Tell me how an ordinary wooden sword can hurt people?"

The longing that could not be concealed in her tone, she grew up in a group of masters, and she had never seen any kind of martial arts before Zhao Min, but Song Qingshu's wooden sword made her refreshing.

"Back then, you were planning to wash Wudang Mountain with blood, but it's not like you haven't seen Zhang Wuji make a wooden sword." Song Qingshu said speechlessly.

"He didn't rely on Jiuyang's magical power to be cheap. Zhang Sanfeng's immortal Tai Chi sword is nothing but that in my opinion." Zhao Min just finished scolding, and suddenly thought that the person in front of him was also a Wudang faction. Tongue out.

"It doesn't matter, I've been expelled from Wudang anyway," Song Qingshu smiled knowingly when she saw her suddenly charming expression, "Why do you think Tai Chi sword is nothing more than this?"

Zhao Min was about to speak, but suddenly found that Song Qingshu's expression had changed. He was staring at the road not far away, and said in a deep voice, "Someone is coming in this direction, and there are quite a few." i527()

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