Chapter 430 Bad News

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"It turned out to be black when the pink hair was cut." Song Qingshu smacked his tongue secretly.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, she could understand every word the other party said, but she didn't understand what it meant when put together.

"This is a sentence from my hometown," Song Qingshu explained, fondly rubbing Zhou Zhiruo's willow-like waist, "The general idea is to say that some women are innocent and innocent on the surface, but they are actually full of bad water."

"You made fun of me!" Zhou Zhiruo finally understood, but the meaning of it made her a little embarrassed, and she couldn't help but twist.

"Don't move!" Song Qingshu sucked in a breath of cold air, Zhou Zhiruo twisted her waist like a water snake, almost making him unable to hold back.

"You...are you okay?" Zhou Zhiruo was half-kneeling on the bed, bearing the blows from Song Qingshu again and again, her elbows and knees pressed against the sheets, causing faint pain.

"Come on... that's it." Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's obedient appearance, Song Qingshu's body tightened, and the feeling came quickly.

"Don't!...Don't get it inside, I don't want to have children yet." Feeling the change in Song Qingshu's body, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly said.

Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words, Song Qingshu hurriedly withdrew from her body, her face drooping immediately: "It's so uncomfortable..."

Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips slightly, pulled the loose strands of hair from her temples behind her ears, and said gruffly, "I'm really not ready yet."

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's charming and charming appearance, Song Qingshu snorted: "I can't take it anymore..."

Looking at the sticky piece on her lower abdomen, Zhou Zhiruo lamented, "How can I meet someone later."

"You don't need to meet anyone, just stay in bed." Song Qingshu smiled smugly.

"Thinking beautifully!" Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at him, and started to tidy up in a hurry.

Seeing that she was almost cleaned up, Song Qingshu flicked his fingers on Zhu Yuxiu and Xia Qingqing, unlocking their drowsiness points.

Seeing that Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo woke up first, the two women did not suspect him, but thought they were sleeping too deeply, recalling the absurdity of the previous night, Xia Qingqing and Zhu Yuruo looked at each other, grabbed the thin blanket without revealing a trace, and covered it in front of their chests. As low as a quail.

Song Qingshu let out a haha ​​and said with a smile, "Thank you to the three ladies who sacrificed their lives to save each other last night. You will be a family from now on..."

His words did not resolve the embarrassment of the three girls, Xia Qingqing suddenly stood up and said with a blushing face: "Now the election of the Golden Snake King is imminent, people from all walks of life are mixed, I haven't returned overnight, my subordinates must be in a hurry, I will go back to the camp to deal with things first. It's gone." After saying that, he ran away.

"Old Hero Situ and the others are still waiting for news, I'll let them know." As if inspired, Zhu Yuyu hurriedly said a word, and quickly disappeared outside the door.

Song Qingshu's eyes widened, and he turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo: "You're not leaving too, are you?"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded: "I'm afraid the disciples of the Emei Sect are looking for me too, I have to go back and say hello."

"Then will you come back?" Song Qingshu asked.

Looking at Song Qingshu's expectant eyes, Zhou Zhiruo's heart softened, and she answered ambiguously, "It depends on the situation."

Seeing that she didn't mean to refuse, Song Qingshu was overjoyed, knowing that Zhou Zhiruo's face was tender, and she couldn't hold back for a while after she woke up, so she didn't force her any more.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one lonely person left in the fragrant room. After Song Qingshu smiled wryly, he sat up and began to comb his body.

Mingzun's skill is really not trivial. Fortunately, he has the healing artifact of the Huanxi Zen method. Although there are still some small problems in the body, it will be fine after a period of recuperation, and it should not affect the following competitions and the like.

Zhou Zhiruo, Zhu Yuluo, and Xia Qingqing, all of whom were extremely talented and first-class masters, tried their best to save them last night. After Song Qingshu had healed his injuries, he found that his skills had become somewhat purer.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank Mingzun for that palm..." A strange smile appeared on Song Qingshu's lips. If it weren't for that, the three girls were all extremely aloof and arrogant, how could he enjoy their gentleness at the same time?

Thinking of what was so touching last night, Song Qingshu felt that his inner qi was about to move, and he couldn't help but shudder, and he quickly calmed down and began to adjust his breath.

I don't know how long it took, when Song Qingshu woke up after finishing his exercise, he suddenly heard a gentle female voice from outside the window: "Brother Song, are you awake?"

"Miss Zeng? Come in." Song Qingshu flicked his sleeve, and the door opened automatically. Looking at the pretty girl standing at the door, he quickly asked, "Miss Zeng, have you been waiting outside?"

"No," Zeng Rou shook her head slightly, "I knew that your injury was fine before, but when I saw you practicing the exercises, I went back to rest. Now Master sent me to invite you to the conference hall. business affairs."

Song Qingshu felt guilty, and he deliberately chatted with Zeng Rou along the way, asking all the trivial matters of her daily life. In his opinion, Situ Burley had already promised her to him, and he had to know more about this fiancee.

Zeng Rou has been answering in a soft voice, not only not impatient at all, but delighted. After all, they don't have many opportunities to be alone together, and there are even fewer opportunities for chatting like this.

But happy times always go by so quickly. Looking at the discussion hall not far away, Zeng Rou said, "Brother Song, go in by yourself. The Ninth Princess and Master are waiting for you inside."

"Aren't you going in?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.

"No, I have other

things to do. "Zeng Rou smiled and shook her head.

Seeing the shadow of her leaving, Song Qingshu sighed secretly, she is really a soft girl as gentle as water.

"What is Young Master Song talking about?" Situ Burley's voice suddenly came from his ear.

"No...nothing." Song Qingshu realized that he had walked into the hall, and couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Noticing that Xia Qingqing was also there, Song Qingshu was taken aback: "Didn't you go back to the main peak?"

Xia Qingqing couldn't help rolling his eyes: "It's been three days..."

Song Qingshu was startled and exclaimed, "Three days?"

Xia Qingqing nodded gloomily: "You seem to have passed out and you can't wake up. Ah Jiu said that you have entered the realm of fetal breath."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment. No wonder he felt refreshed after the exercise. Not only did his internal injuries heal, but his skills were also deep and pure.

"I didn't miss the Golden Snake Conference, did I?" Song Qingshu asked with a strange expression. After planning so hard for so long, if he overslept in one night, he wouldn't be pissed to death?

"You'll miss it if you sleep for another two days." Zhu Yuxi pursed her lips and smiled, "Now there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

"Looking at your expressions, the bad news isn't too bad, let's talk about the good news first." Song Qingshu sat down between the two women with a golden knife.

"The good news is that your nomination was approved by more than half of the leaders, and you have successfully become one of the sixteen candidates." Zhu Yuyu replied.

"It looks like that girl Zhao Min is still keeping her word, wait..." Song Qingshu suddenly realized something, "How come there are sixteen candidates, aren't they eleven?"

There are a total of twelve hills, but Xia Qingqing's main peak and Situ Burley's Wangwu faction have chosen the same person, so naturally there should only be eleven candidates.

Situ Bo Lei explained: "Because there are too many people from the rivers and lakes who have heard the news, I heard that there must be nominations from the mountain leaders to be eligible to run for election. I almost became violent. Later, in order to avoid enmity with the people in the rivers and lakes, the golden snake camped out. Their anger has been quelled by the unanimous agreement of the heads of the families to increase the number of places."

Xia Qingqing replied: "The group of idle people in the rivers and lakes have been calling in the past few days, and finally the remaining five places have been determined."

"These people from all corners of the world must have confidence in their own martial arts, so they came to run for the Golden Snake King. If they can stand out among so many masters, these five must be top masters." Song Qingshu sighed.

"These five people do possess unique skills," Xia Qingqing nodded and said, "A guy named Zhuo Bufan, known as the Heavenly Mountain Sword God, has excellent swordsmanship, and no one has tried ten moves under him."

"Duan Yanqing, the first of the four villains, is also here. His Yi Yang Finger is really domineering, and he has successfully won a spot."

"There is a man named Gongsun Zhi, who seems to be a heartless valley owner. The golden sword and black sword in his hand are also in the limelight."

"There is also a woman from the Five Poison Religion, who is not only strong in martial arts, but also superb in her use of poison."

Five Poison Religion?

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then interrupted quickly and asked, "What's her name?"

"He Tieshou, Qingqing and I both know each other." Zhu Yuruo replied, seeing Song Qingshu's strange expression, she couldn't help but wonder, "Why, do you know her too?"

Thinking of the Five Poison Sect and the icy lake and the hot body, Song Qingshu replied embarrassingly, "There was a relationship."

"Isn't she your woman too?" Xia Qingqing looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course not," Song Qingshu laughed awkwardly, thinking to himself: For He Tieshou, she is more like a tool for detoxification, and she naturally doesn't think she is my woman.

"Who else is there?" Song Qingshu quickly changed the subject.

"This person has higher martial arts. He is obviously a young man with a broken arm, but he is holding a black iron heavy sword. No one can withstand a single move in his hand." The impression below is really shocking.

Broken arm, black iron epee?

Song Qingshu looked strange: "You can't call him Yang Guo?"

"How do you know?" the two women asked in unison.

"His characteristics are too obvious." Song Qingshu didn't want to explain more, "By the way, is the bad news you mentioned about him?"

Zhu Yuyu shook her head: "Although these people are highly skilled in martial arts, in my opinion, they may not be your opponents."

"What kind of bad news is that?" Seeing her suddenly serious face, Song Qingshu suddenly felt bad.

"Chu Hongliu, the owner of Qianliu Village, nominated a 28-year-old girl, and the rest of the hills laughed at him, but we are very aware of this girl's strength, because she was the one who saved you from Mingzun last time." Xia Qingqing sighed. in one breath.

"Aqing!" Song Qingshu couldn't help but gasp.

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