Chapter 336 Gusu Murong Fu

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"That's right, then I don't know the world-famous Gusu Murongfu, you can kill him. ￥≠Top￥≠Point￥≠Small￥≠Said," Ping Yi pointed and sneered.

"Murongfu?" Song Qingshu was stunned. When he said that when his meridians were completely broken, he was fortunate to have Murongfu's help to get the news of the divine light from Wang Yuyan's mouth. At that time, he made an oath in his heart that one day, he would pay him back. A love.

Although it didn't take long for Jiu Mozhi to kidnap Wang Yuyan, a series of coincidences caused the two to draw swords to face each other, but Song Qingshu still did not forget the kindness between him and Wang Yuyan.

"The bragging was so loud just now, but now you're shrinking?" Seeing Song Qingshu froze there, Ping Yizhi said impatiently.

"I don't know where Murong Master offended Mr. Ping, so that Mr. Ping wanted to kill him?" Song Qingshu thought that if there was any misunderstanding between the two, it would be best if he could solve it himself, then there was no need to do anything to Murongfu.

"You don't have to worry about this, don't blame the old man for not reminding you, if you push three or four, your companion may not be saved." Ping Yizhi did not give in, and was certain that Song Qingshu would agree to his conditions.

"But Mr. Murong is far away in Gusu. It's a thousand miles away from here. There's no time to go back and forth. If Mr. Ping saves my companion first, I'll go and kill Murong Fu for you. I don't know what to do?" Jianping Yizhi Not letting go at all, Song Qingshu had to find a way to prevaricate, and when he rescued Zhao Min, he was trying to deal with him.

"Hehe," Ping Yizhi seemed to see through his thoughts, "It's a coincidence that Murong Fu is now in a ruined temple 30 miles away from here. If your Excellency rushes there immediately, it should be too late."

How is it so coincidental? Song Qingshu was startled, and hesitant expression appeared on his face.

Zhao Min frowned, hesitating whether or not to reveal his identity. It was just that, she would inevitably become a hostage they threatened Mongolia, and she was really unwilling to reveal her identity unless it was a last resort.

"The person you want to save is me. If you want to kill people, I should kill them. It's just a Gusu Murongfu. As long as you heal my wounds, within a month, I will keep Murongfu's head delivered to you. In front of you." Zhao Min put his hands together, looked at Ping Yizhi and said coldly.

With Ping Yizhi's eyesight, he could naturally see that Zhao Min was disguised as a man. Hearing her words, he sneered: "The little girl has such a big tone, 'North Qiaofeng, Nan Murong' are equally famous in the world, and the Murong family's Douzhuanxing move is superb, Although Murong Fu can't get a home with practice, it's not something you can kill with just a little girl."

"I said that I can kill, and I can kill him naturally. As for how to kill him, it's my problem, and I don't need to worry about Dr. Ping." Zhao Min has been in a high position for a long time, and his words have a convincing meaning.

Song Qingshu certainly believed that Zhao Min could do it. There were many masters in the Ruyang palace. Although Murong Fu was highly skilled in martial arts, Zhao Min really wanted to kill him, and he might not escape death.

Ping Yizhi didn't know Zhao Min's identity, so although he was a little moved, he finally shook his head: "In recent years, this son of Song has been in the limelight, but his martial arts have been rumored to be superb, if he shoots to kill Murong Fu, he must be sure of everything. "Why do you want to be far away, old man, I believe you are a little girl."

Zhao Min was furious and wanted to say something, but Song Qingshu took her hand and shook his head slightly, "I'll go." If he took the shot, Murong Fu might still have a way to survive, but he really let the experts from Ruyang Palace take action. , Murong Fu may be doomed. Song Qingshu was naturally reluctant to watch Murong Fu fall into a dead end because of the kindness in the past.

Seeing Song Qingshu's resolute attitude, Zhao Min hesitated for a while and said, "If I remember correctly, you said before that you can also heal my wounds. If it really doesn't work, use your method to heal it."

"If you know what my method is, the county master will definitely not want it." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.

Zhao Minxing's eyes widened, her eyes were stained with a red glow, and she whispered, "Don't you just want to take off your clothes, just follow the right, as long as...as long as you cover your eyes, I...I don't mind. "Because Mrs. Tang grinded tofu last night, her clothes were already messy, and when she woke up in the morning, she had been missing before Song Qing's writing. Thinking of this, Zhao Min didn't think it was difficult for Song Qing-shu to heal herself. Accepted.

"That's just the first step." Song Qingshu had a black line. When he was teasing her, he used spring and autumn brushwork to modify how he treated women for internal injuries. How could Zhao Min misunderstand that only taking off his clothes would do.

"What else is there?" Zhao Min glanced at him suspiciously, and already had a bad guess in his heart.

Song Qingshu's face turned red. He was so thick-skinned that he was too embarrassed to show off his unique skills in front of so many people. He also had a demon saint in his arms, so he had to lean into Zhao Min's ear and whisper.

It didn't take long for Zhao Min's ears to turn red all of a sudden, she leaned back, her face was ashen, and she glared at him: "Go to hell."

"I said you would never agree," Song Qingshu folded his hands and sighed, "If it wasn't because that method was too embarrassing, why would I have to take the county master all the way to Kaifeng to seek medical treatment."

Zhao Min's chest went up and down, and his heart was obviously very uneasy. On the one hand, he was angry with Song Qingshu's light words, and on the other hand, he felt that although he was eloquent and cynical, he was not a sinister person. First, he refused Madam Tang's embrace last night, and second, he didn't use 'that method' to save himself along the way...

Of course, even if Song Qingshu wasn't really annoyed in his heart, Zhao Min would definitely disagree with that method.

Hearing that Song Qingshu had a way to treat Zhao Min, Ren Yingying was heartbroken.

In a shock, when Song Qingshu came close to Zhao Min's ear, he hurriedly pricked up his ears to find out what the solution was.

Who knew that Song Qingshu was worried about the secret being leaked. Although he leaned against Zhao Min's ear, he still chose the method of sound transmission and secret. Where could Ren Yingying hear it? Seeing Zhao Min's reaction, he was even more curious.

"What are you mumbling about? Do you want to kill Murong Fu? Make a quick decision, or it won't be so easy to find him after he leaves the ruined temple." Ping Yi interrupted impatiently. The eerie calm between the three,

"Okay, I'll kill you." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "But when I go, you have to treat my companion, her injuries can't be dragged on, I don't want to kill Murongfu and come back, only to find that she's already gone. died."

"No problem, as long as you enter the old man's thatched hut, I can save her even if the ghost door is closed, but..." Ping Yi pointed and stroked his goatee, a gleam of light bloomed in his small eyes, "If you and the old man What means, hehe, the old man can save her, and naturally he can easily take back her life."

As the saying goes, medicine and poison do not separate families. Song Qingshu understands the ability of Ping Yizhi. While curing Zhao Min, it is not difficult to plant a poison in her body just in case. That's all, let him save Zhao Min's life first.

"Okay." Song Qing's writing was as deep as water, she pushed her palm lightly on Zhao Min's waist, and with a soft cry, she fluttered to Ping Yizhi's side.

Song Qingshu's light-hearted gestures and his exquisite control of strength made all the masters in the field startled. Ping Yi pointed and touched the goatee, his eyes wandering, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I will leave her here. If I come back, if she has any shortcomings, I will not only kill you, but also let the sun and moon gods teach chickens and dogs to stay." Song Qingshu said sensibly.

In the field, the disciples looked at each other in dismay. After seeing his Qinggong and the technique just now, they knew that his martial arts surpassed them by too much. When they heard his naked threat, their faces were full of surprise.

Only Ping Yizhi said with an expressionless face, "You are here to kill people, and Murong Fu is not an easy match. With Saint Aunt by his side, he has become a burden to you. As long as she is so precious, your companion may not be able to survive. Song Gongzi might as well keep Saint Aunt. I guarantee with my reputation in the arena over the years that as long as you bring back Murongfu's head, I will definitely take this man back. The girl will return it to you completely."

"Song Qingshu, if you really listen to him, then we really have to be slaughtered." Before Song Qingshu could answer, Zhao Min spoke first. Although she was in a dangerous situation, she knew that as long as Song Qingshu held the saint's life, her own safety could be guaranteed.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid," Song Qingshu smiled slightly, still holding Ren Yingying tightly, "Doctor Ping, my companion, like me, has a suspicious temperament. Saint Aunt can't pay you back for the time being."

Ping Yizhi looked as expected, and nodded lightly: "The son must be careful on this trip. If there is any damage to the saint, I will add tenfold to your companion."

"Ping Yizhi, if I don't die, I will raze your broken place to the ground." Zhao Min said coldly.

Ping Yizhi didn't care about Zhao Min's threat, and sneered: "Looking at the shrewd and capable girl, it turns out that she is just a fool. The doctor who threatens to treat your injuries is not afraid of my shaking hands later. A slash across your face?"

Zhao Min raised her eyebrows, suddenly calmed down, looked at Song Qingshu and said, "If it's impossible, come back early and save me with the method you said."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Aren't you afraid that I will not do my best on purpose, just to use that method?"

"Although you hate it, there are people who hate you even more now." Zhao Min said lightly, "What's more, I know you're not that kind of person."

"Hey, don't send me a good person card." Song Qingshu touched his nose, "I don't have enough confidence in myself, you're better... Well, in order to live up to your trust, I'll come back as soon as possible." Grabbing Ren Yingying's shoulder, she quickly disappeared in place, and hurried to the ruined temple 30 miles away.

"Little girl, with your current injury, there will be no more than three people in the world who can save you. Song Qingshu, how can he be, how can he cure your injury?" Seeing Song Qingshu leaving, Ping Yizhi couldn't hold back his curiosity. , staring at Zhao Min with burning eyes. i1071()

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