Chapter 787 You Wudang Sect Are Shameless From Top to Bottom!

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"Ugh..." The yellow-shirted girl's eyes were wide open, her mind was blank. She thought about many possibilities, but she didn't expect this situation. You must know that she has high martial arts skills and a detached identity. Where did she go? Others treat her like a fairy, and many people don't even have the courage to look her in the eye, let alone offend themselves like Song Qingshu.

"What are you doing!" The woman in the yellow shirt finally pushed Song Qingshu away, her face flushed red.

"Some time ago, I was bullied by you, so I have to find something to make up for it." Song Qingshu just lay beside her, stared at her and smiled smugly, "Ah, I'm really feeling better now."

"Why don't you die!" The yellow-shirted girl suddenly became mad, and her slender jade fingers suddenly attacked him with the fierce wind, and it was the Jiuyin White Bone Claw of the mighty martial arts.

It's a pity that Song Qingshu was too familiar with this set of kung fu, so he easily blocked it with one hand, and while blocking it, he said, "If you can't stop it, I will kiss you again?"

"Rogue!" The woman in yellow scolded angrily, but she was obviously frightened, and immediately gave up her attack and shrank to the corner of the bed, watching him intently.

"Yingluo, what's the relationship between you two?" The style of the painting changed so quickly during the whole process, and the oiran beside him was stunned.

"We have nothing to do!" The woman in the yellow shirt wiped her lips with her sleeve after she finished speaking, obviously extremely annoyed.

Song Qingshu looked at her in disbelief: "You're too cruel to say that? We're talking about living under the same roof, so what's the matter?"

The oiran was even more astonished, looking at the woman in yellow shirt with playful and doubtful eyes.

"That... what happened?" The woman in the yellow shirt almost fainted, "Which bastard did I have to do with you?"

Song Qingshu shrugged: "It's that one, do you really want me to tell you?"

"Speak!" The woman in the yellow shirt could hear the rattling of her teeth.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for a while," Song Qingshu deliberately cleared her throat, "You didn't pull me to bed that day and let me take off your clothes for you. I don't want to, but you go back and forth. The second time I begged, I was forced to help, I had to take off your clothes..."

"You bastard, I thought you were a eunuch that day, and I did it for..."

Before the woman in yellow shirt could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Song Qingshu: "Did I say it was inconvenient at the time?"

"You said it, but..."

Just as the woman in yellow was about to defend herself, Song Qingshu planned: "Since you admit it, then I'll ask you again, did you take the initiative to ask me to take off your clothes?"

"Yes, I meant to..."

Song Qingshu didn't give her a chance to speak at all: "It's okay, I'm going to Song Qingshu, and see Fifth Sister!"

"Ah?" Mo said it was the courtesan, even the woman in yellow was dumbfounded, and for a moment even forgot to get angry.

"What did you call me?" The oiran looked at him in disbelief.

"You are Yingluo's fifth sister, and of course my fifth sister." Song Qingshu nodded as a matter of course, "The first time we met, I didn't bring any gifts. The 200,000 taels of gold before can be redeemed for you."

The oiran looked strange, thinking that the 200,000 taels didn't come from you, this man is really shameless.

"I must kill you!" The woman in yellow shirt never thought that she, who has always been pampered and paid attention to her manners, has such a crazy side, and now she just wants to cut the bastard in front of her into eight pieces.

"Stop!" Seeing the girl in the yellow shirt waving her sword and rushing over again, Song Qingshu said quickly, "You are injured now and are not my opponent. Of course, even if you are not injured, you can't beat me—well, don't use this kind of thing. Look at me, if you are upset, you can ignore this sentence..."

As if the girl in the yellow shirt didn't hear what he said, she continued to slash with her sword with a dark face. Song Qingshu dodged a few times and finally got angry: "Do you still want to save those sisters in your Huanyiyuan?"

This sentence really worked, and the woman in the yellow shirt stopped and stared at him closely: "What did you just say?"

"You heard clearly and insisted that I repeat it again," Song Qingshu rolled his eyes, "I'm asking if you still want to save those sisters in the Huanyiyuan?"

"Do you know my identity?" The yellow shirt woman's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

"You called Fifth Sister one by one just now, I would be a fool if I didn't know it," Song Qingshu swaggered on the edge of the bed, motioning the oiran not to be afraid, then turned to the woman in yellow, "Now I should call you Miss Yang, Or Miss Zhao?"

"My surname was Zhao before, but now my surname is Yang, you can call it whatever you want." The woman in yellow sat down beside the oiran, and by this time she had slowly calmed down.

"Zhao Yingluo...Well, this name is much better than your fifth sister's Fujin. Uh, fifth sister, I don't mean to offend, please don't mind." The one who responded to Song Qingshu was Hua Kui's big white eye, he smiled again. Continue to turn to the woman in yellow shirt, "Where do you rank among the sisters?"

"Why should I tell you?" The woman in yellow snorted angrily.

"Because I can help you save your sisters." Song Qingshu smiled lightly. In fact, he had many softer means to improve the favorability of the girl in yellow and her sister, but he didn't know it was because he was pretending to be small before. The eunuch is too uncomfortable. Once he regains his identity as the deity, he no longer wants to humble himself to please the other party. After all, he is now a separatist, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command. there is a change

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Song Qingshu really couldn't make him like Duan Yu kneeling and licking Wang Yuyan. Now he is more casual in his gestures and doesn't mean to pursue the woman in yellow shirt deliberately. His words and deeds are purely based on interest.

Of course, Song Qingshu is not an idiot. Although he has been deliberately angering the girl in yellow shirt, it is because he knows that he can provide what she needs, so she will definitely not really turn her face in the end.

The yellow-shirted woman has entered the palace alone several times, and she has taken great risks to hold the queen hostage. Song Qingshu did not understand her purpose before, but seeing Zhao Fujin today, everything can be figured out: the purpose of the yellow-shirted woman's trip is to In order to save those Song Dynasty princesses in Huanyiyuan!

"Why do you want to help me?" Compared with personal honor and humiliation, the most important thing is whether the sisters can get out of the sea of ​​misery. The woman in yellow quickly calmed down and looked at him suspiciously.

"It's a long story..."

It is a daunting task to save the girls of the Huanyiyuan. It is definitely impossible to do it alone. Song Qingshu knew that if he did not treat her frankly, it would be difficult for the two sides to cooperate without reservation, so he came to Jin Guo to save him. Song Yuanqiao and the others, and when they were about to succeed, something like that happened to Song Yuanqiao and the three princesses... One by one, they told the two women.

Hearing what happened to the three sisters and Song Yuanqiao, Zhao Fujin was heartbroken, but the woman in yellow was furious: "You Wudang faction are all such shameless people from top to bottom!"

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