Chapter 370 Brother-in-Law and Sister-in-Law

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( ) Seeing that Xiao Longnv seemed to be stupid and kept sitting in his arms, Song Qingshu felt uncomfortable. &26705;&33310;&23567;&35828;&32593;&39318;&21457;&32;&119;&119;&119;&46;&115;&97;&110;&103;&119;&117;&46;&110;&101;&116; He could feel the touch of the little dragon girl, but everyone was watching in the lobby, not to mention that there was Bing Xue'er sitting next to him, his nerves were not so big.

Feeling Song Qingshu's hand on her slender waist gently supporting her, Xiaolongnu just woke up like a dream and stood up quickly, a faint blush blooming on her frosty face for the first time ever.

Under Bing Xue'er's strange gaze, Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, and quickly answered Ouyang Feng's words to divert everyone's attention: "I have always admired Bei Qiaofeng's heroic spirit, I think he should be disdainful of being a hero like me. It's okay to hide your head and show your tail."

Looking at the mask on his face, everyone in the lobby let out a kind of good-natured laughter, full of affection for his self-deprecating nature, except for the Mongolian group of course.

"With your martial arts, you must be a person with great background in the arena, why don't you dare to show your true colors?" Zhao Min always likes to control the overall situation, and she is naturally deeply jealous of such an inexplicable master.

"Because I'm so handsome, in order to prevent a young girl like you from falling in love with me when she sees me, I have to wear a mask." With the mask covered, Song Qingshu seemed to have done something wrong. Children who don't need to be afraid of punishment have returned to the unscrupulous and light picking of the past.

Bing Xue'er showed a look of crying and laughing. Of course, she was wearing a mask. Others couldn't see her expression clearly. The little dragon girl next to her also looked at him in surprise, with an expression that she had never seen such a shameless person.

Everyone in the lobby could hear that he was flirting with Zhao Min. Anyway, watching the play wasn't a big deal, so they burst into laughter and whistles all over the sky.

Zhao Min's face turned cold, and she said coldly, "Mr. Lu, Mr. He, slap your mouth for me."

Luzhangke and Hebiweng had been serving Zhao Min for a long time, and they knew her temper clearly and were ready to take action. After hearing her order, the two attacked Song Qingshu without hesitation.

The two elders Xuan Ming each stretched out a palm, one covered Song Qingshu's chest hole, the other attacked his lower abdomen Dantian, and the other hands slapped his face one after another.

The two cooperated very closely. If the enemy wanted to parry the palms attacking his body, he would inevitably be slapped twice. If he stretched out his hand to block the hands attacking his face, his dantian would be destroyed, or he would be killed on the spot.

Not to mention the ordinary masters, even the supreme masters will be embarrassed by their tricks if they are caught off guard.

"Miss Long, let me borrow your sword."

When Xiao Longnv heard the sound in her ear, she felt that her hand was empty, and she couldn't help being shocked. It was incredible that a master swordsman didn't even know how his sword was taken away.

Elder Xuanming suddenly felt a splendid sword light appear in front of him, and under the shock, he hurriedly changed his tactics and took out their weapons from his arms.

After the sound of the dragon roar, the second old man stepped back several meters in embarrassment.

"Miss Long, do you want to kill Zhao Zhijing?" Song Qingshu turned to look at Xiao Longnv and asked after forcing the second elder Xuanming back.

Before Xiao Longnv looked back, she nodded subconsciously.

"If you want to kill Zhao Zhijing, you don't have to make a bet with the county master." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place. Everyone blinked, and he stood there again, as if he hadn't moved from beginning to end. , the only difference is that there is a bright red blood bead hanging on the tip of the sword in his hand.

"Giggle~" A strange voice sounded in the lobby, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Zhao Zhijing, who was hiding behind the Mongolian warrior, clutching his throat, with a look of disbelief, and slowly fell down.

There was an uproar in the room, especially the Mongolian group, who stood up one after another, and even the King Kong Sect Master and Baishuang Daoist who had been calm all the time were horrified. There will be blood on the spot.

After seeing Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Min soon had a plan to control the Quanzhen Sect, but all this disappeared with Zhao Zhijing's death, and she couldn't help looking at Song Qingshu in shock and anger: "Who are you?"

Song Qingshu put the tip of the sword in front of him, let out a sigh of relief, and the blood beads spread out, and said in a strange sad tone, "You can call me Ximen Chuixue."

In the previous life, every boy imagined when he was a child that one day he would be able to flutter in white clothes like Ximen Chuixue, and be invincible with a long sword. Back to the wonderful world of the past.

"Ximen Chuixue?" Zhao Min was taken aback for a moment. With the powerful intelligence network of the Ruyang Palace, he had never heard of this person. He was worried about what kind of martial arts elder he was, and then turned to look at the Taoist Baishuang. more puzzled.

Song Qingshu chose to kill Zhao Zhijing and let Yin Zhiping go because he felt that Yin Zhiping was the so-called "Dragon Rider" in the Western magical world, and in the world of "Three-Body Problem", he could also be called the "Little Dragon Girl". "Wallbreaker"... No matter what, his life and death should be decided by Xiao Longnu herself.

Of course, Song Qingshu didn't know that this world had never happened before.

massacre……

As for the scum like Zhao Zhijing, Song Qingshu has always been unwilling to take care of him, so he helped Xiaolongnu cook.

"Miss Long, your sword." Song Qingshu held the sword and carefully handed it to Xiao Longnv. Looking at her peerless face, she was full of pity, how stingy God is, why can't you tolerate things that are too perfect in the world.

"Well," stunned by the elegance of his sword just now, Xiao Longnv took it over at a loss, "Thank you."

"It's all a family, it should be." Song Qingshu smiled lightly.

"Family?" Xiao Longnv was slightly angry in her heart. Although this person has high martial arts skills, why is her speech a little out of place.

"Let me introduce you," Song Qingshu pulled Bing Xue'er over, "My wife is also a descendant of the ancient tomb sect. Considering her entry age, you and Li Mochou should both call her Senior Sister. As for me, You can call my brother-in-law... ouch!"

Seeing Song Qingshu claiming that she was his wife in front of everyone, Bing Xue'er could not wait to sew into the ground. Fortunately, she had a mask to block her, so she had to comfort herself that no one could recognize her anyway. Hearing that he was still talking nonsense, she was angry. He pinched his waist hard.

"Elder Sister?" Xiao Longnv looked puzzled, she had never heard of Master and other descendants.

Bing Xue'er smiled slightly, flicked her sleeve on the table, and all the chopsticks in the bamboo tube jumped out. Bing Xue'er stretched out her snow-white hands and slapped it up and down, left and right, dozens of chopsticks seemed to be controlled and fixed by an invisible hand. In mid-air, not a single one fell to the ground.

"Tianluodi net potential!" Xiao Longnv looked surprised, without the slightest doubt in her heart, she called softly, "Senior sister~"

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