Chapter 68: A Dream of Huangliang

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The blood knife ancestor's face became more and more ugly, he snorted coldly, and did not say much, tied Wei Xiaobao and returned to the camp.

Wei Xiaobao knew that his words had an effect, because when he saw the ancestor of the blood knife, he immediately found Sang Jie, and the two pointed to this side and whispered.

"Ancestor, I think that kid is right." Sang Jie's face was uncertain.

"Then why don't we take him back to the Mongolian grasslands?" The eyes of the ancestors of the blood knife flickered.

"It's just that Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts is too high, and now I'm hurt by Song Qingshu's sword qi. You and I are probably not enough." The last time Sang Jie was pierced by Song Qingshu's sword, he had already suffered a lot. The internal injury has always been under pressure.

"What about this old man?" With a long laugh, Hong Antong came out of the shadow. It turned out that he had always coveted the eight forty-two chapters of the classics in Wei Xiaobao's hands, and he didn't want to watch him die.

It's a pity that he is alone, and neither the ancestors of the blood knife nor Sang Jie are under him, and Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts is obviously higher than him, so he did not dare to act rashly for a while, so he had to always pay attention to the movements of the ancestors of the blood knife and Sang Jie, listen to him. After seeing the content of the conversation between the two, they jumped out of joy.

Seeing the three old foxes whispering there, Wei Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this little life was finally saved, and if they were caught in Mongolia, they might not die. It's not impossible for the lord to let him go... Thinking of the beauty, Wei Xiaobao couldn't help but giggled.

On the other side, Song Qingshu was tied to a temporary pillar. On the surface, his expression was sluggish. In fact, he was secretly mobilizing his true qi and began to attack the acupoints in his body according to the method of solving acupoints in the Nine Yin Manual.

Suddenly, there was a sweet fragrance in his nose, and his heart moved, Song Qingshu opened his eyes, only to see a light green skirt swaying in front of him, and looked up, "It turned out to be Youyou... Oh no, Mrs. Yuan."

"How's your injury?" Xia Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking that he had been hit in the key by Hong Antong's palm and injured in the hands of the other two, she couldn't help but look worried.

"Thank you Mrs. Yuan for your concern, I'm just sluggish, and I won't die for a while." Song Qingshu leaned back on the pillar and looked at Xia Qingqing with a playful expression, "I don't know if Miss Youyou asked you to come see me."

Pink's face flushed, seeing that he hadn't pierced that layer of window paper, Xia Qingqing pretended to be stunned: "Miss Youyou hates you so much, how could she come to see you again."

"Hey, as soon as we say goodbye that day, I'm afraid Song Mou and Miss Youyou will never see each other again." Song Qingshu understood that it was only Xia Qingqing's temporary cameo in order to seduce Wei Xiaobao that day. Looking at Xia Qingqing, who is now dignified and generous, Song Qingshu understands that the famous Yangzhou prostitute who was born charming and turned all living things upside down has disappeared forever.

"Humph!" During these two days of being alone, Xia Qingqing couldn't help but sway in his mind every time he recalled the scene of being intimate with him. Although the two didn't have real swords and feet on the ground, the feeling of being in harmony with each other and soul and soul made her unforgettable and unforgettable.

Coupled with Song Qingshu's elegant and turbid image of Shijia's son, she also perfectly answered her two problems. Although Xia Qingqing was annoyed that he was taking advantage of him, she still had a lot of goodwill towards him in her heart.

Therefore, after the incident, he realized that he had been manipulated while drinking, and he did not suspect that it was on his head.

"I can't finish eating some of the snacks, and it's a pity to throw them away. Seeing how pitiful you are here, I'll treat you as a reward for kittens and puppies. It's cheaper for you." Xia Qingqing put a wooden box full of snacks beside him, Turn to go.

"Madam, please stay." Looking at Xia Qingqing who turned back in amazement, Song Qingshu signaled with a wry smile, "Look at the way I am now tied up, how can I eat."

"You want me to untie you?" Xia Qingqing was not a fool, she shook her head, "Your martial arts are too high, I don't want to take risks."

"How can you embarrass your wife?" Song Qingshu's eyes were full of memories, "I just thought that if Miss Youyou was around, she would definitely feed me gently..."

Xia Qingqing's expression fluctuated, but the ambiguous excitement made her excited. After hesitating for a moment, she pulled up her skirt, squatted down beside him, and held a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake with two green jade fingers. When she reached Song Qingshu's lips, she muttered to herself, "Miss I'm just worried that you will starve to death, don't think about it."

Song Qingshu smiled knowingly, opened his mouth and took the soft osmanthus cake into it.

Xia Qingqing's fingers were quickly retracted as if they were burnt, and there was no chance for the other party to take advantage of it.

Turning his eyes, Song Qingshu pretended to inadvertently asked, "Why didn't Madam accompany the Golden Snake King, but instead came here to chat with one of my prisoners?"

"A middle-aged scribe came to Big Brother Yuan, hiding in the big tent and didn't know what to discuss. I thought it was boring, so I walked around." Xia Qingqing's face turned red, but she actually took the opportunity to carry the crowd to send something to Song Qingshu She didn't know why she did this, she just subconsciously wanted to get close to Song Qingshu.

Of course, it must be said that Xia Qingqing was fascinated by Song Qingshu's tyrannical aura, and fell in love with him and couldn't extricate himself... It's pure nonsense.

She was just out of a playful mentality, enjoying the feeling of her heart racing like stepping on a tightrope. If Song Qingshu really wanted to do anything to her, she would never do it.

"Aiya!" As soon as Xia Qingqing lost her mind, her two fingers were caught by each other. The wet sucking sensation from her fingertips startled her, and she stood up in shock, her ears reddened and glaring. Written by Song Qingshu.

"No matter how sweet the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is, the taste is not as good as Mrs.

Sue hand. "Song Qingshu stared at her without showing weakness, full of flirting intent.

"Xia Qingqing, you are really crazy!" Shaking his head fiercely, looking at the hateful appearance of the other party, Xia Qingqing suddenly stretched out and kicked Song Qingshu's waist, picked up the fragrant skirt and ran away.

"Oh, men can't kick here. If your wife's kick ruins your happiness for the rest of your life, you will be responsible." Song Qingshu's playful laughter came from behind.

Seeing Xia Qingqing's disappearing back, Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "I still can't get rid of this Huahua's fault."

Thinking that in his previous life, he often molested beautiful subordinates like this in the company, Song Qingshu's expression darkened. Looking at the mountains in the distance, he leaned against the pillar behind him and sighed deeply: "I have been in this world for so long, and I am getting more and more serious. Habit, but it makes me more and more afraid, for fear that when I wake up, I will only regard the memory of my previous life as a dream... Only in this way, I will not forget who I really am~"

In the main tent, Yuan Chengzhi looked at this person who was very famous in the world with a shocked expression: "What? Wei Xiaobao is the incense owner of the Qingmu Hall of the Heaven and Earth Society?"

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