Chapter 863

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Murong Bo is full of self-confidence. Douzhuanxingyi is the magic weapon for the Murong family to survive in the martial arts. He is best at group battles and defeats the strong by the weak. Although Song Qingshu's previous skills were a bit terrifying, Murong Bo still had full confidence that he could achieve the final victory.

However, he soon stopped laughing, because he found that no matter how much he pushed Douzhuanxingxue, he couldn't unload the opponent's strength, because Song Qingshu simply pointed his finger when he attacked, but this finger contained incomparably fierce Domineering swordsmanship.

A few years ago, Murong Fu suffered a loss under Duan Yu's Six Veins Excalibur, and Murong Bo paid attention to it. Now he finally understands why, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi can remove the power of the palm of the world, but it is against the incomparably sharp invisible sword. Air is powerless.

After delaying for a while, Song Qingshu's fingers were closer to his body. Murong Bo had lost the best time to dodge. Forced to dodge, he had no choice but to sacrifice his own box-pressing skills—joining his fingers!

The Murong family is proficient in martial arts in the world, but the most profound are two kung fu, one is fighting the stars, and the other is the combination of fingers. Invisibility, in terms of finger strength, is still on top of Shaolin Wuxiangjie, Moke finger, Dora leaf finger, Nianhua finger and other stunts. The advantages of the Hidden Fingers of Jie and the Power of Maha Fingers are theoretically better than those of Duan's Yiyang Finger in Dali.

However, there is no good or bad fingering, the user's skill is the most critical factor, and Murong Bo's skill is obviously high enough. The Shenhe Finger is his secret treasure, and he will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary, but Song Qingshu's fierce sword energy has already made him feel the threat to his life. Using ten percent of the skills of the joint and combined fingers, he pointed towards Song Qingshu's fingertips.

The fingers crossed, Song Qingshu shuddered all over, but Murong Bo let out a strange cry, and hurriedly flew back several meters, his fingers tucked into his sleeves and shivering, his face was extremely ugly.

Song Qingshu felt the qi and blood in his body churning, and a faint tingling sensation came from his fingers, but he believed that Murong Bo's condition was definitely worse, he suppressed the pain in his fingers, and took another step forward in the direction of Murong Bo.

Murong Bo's pupils shrank slightly. At this moment, Ouyang Feng suddenly appeared between the two of them, looked at Song Qingshu and said, "Mr. Song, Mr. Murong offended Song Daxia and others before, but he was only doing what he was ordered to do, brother, why do you have to suffer? What about the bitterness?" Although he didn't want to participate in the struggle between the two great masters, he and Murong Bo belonged to the Hailing Palace, and if Murong Bo was allowed to have an accident, he would not be able to explain to the parties.

Song Qing wrote Shen Rushui: "Could it be that brother Ouyang wants to fight with me?"

Ouyang Feng smiled embarrassingly: "We don't know each other, but this time we don't have to. Now the guards of the palace are coming here, that Daxingguo is known as the number one master of the Jinguo, if we lose both, we will be hurt. Isn't that letting people take advantage of the fisherman?"

Seeing that Song Qingshu was silent, Ouyang Feng continued: "I heard what you said just now, you have received a great favor from Young Master Murong before, although my brother has already repaid the favor, but if Young Master Murong's father is injured by your hands, he will not be able to avoid it. Feel a little guilty."

Song Qingshu's ears moved, and when he heard the direction of Renzheng Hall, there were indeed many people rushing here. He knew that the guards of the Jinguo Palace finally discovered the abnormality here, plus a Daxingguo who didn't know the root, if he stayed at this time. It is really unwise to fight with Wanyanliang's subordinates.

"Since that's the case, then I'll give my brother a face this time," Song Qingshu paused, then turned to look at Murong Bo, "But it's nothing more than three things, Mr. Murong can do it for himself."

Murong Bo snorted coldly and moved his lips, but he still didn't refute anything.

Song Qingshu then greeted the woman in yellow shirt, Song Yuanqiao and others to protect the princesses of Song country to retreat along the set route. Seeing that they had taken away their goal, the warriors of Hailing Palace looked to Ouyang Feng for advice. Ouyang Feng only slightly He shook his head, and after Song Qingshu and the others had left, he stretched out his hand and waved, ordering to silence all the members of the Huanyiyuan who had been hit by the ten incense soft tendons, and then led his men to retreat from the other direction. It was still lively just now. The Huanyiyuan became dead silent in the blink of an eye.

"Thank you Mr. Ouyang for your help." On the way back, Murong Bo squeezed out a smile and thanked Ouyang Feng.

"Mr. Murong is very polite. I wonder how he's injured?" Ouyang Feng asked curiously.

Murong Bo's face changed slightly, and he quickly covered up the past: "It's a little injury, it's not a big problem, it's Mr. Ouyang's trouble."

"It's fine." Ouyang Feng glanced thoughtfully at the blood stains at Murong Bo's feet.

After returning to the Hailing Palace, Murong Bo disappeared without even Wanyan Liang, and went straight back to his room. After closing the door, he stretched out his hand tremblingly. A small half!

"Song Qingshu, today's revenge for cutting off a finger will be returned tenfold in the future!" Murong Bo said with a grim expression, gnashing his teeth.

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After Song Qingshu and his party left the palace, there was a carriage waiting in the hidden place. After loading the princesses into the carriage, they ordered them to change into their prepared clothes, and then the motorcade drove to the city gate in a mighty manner, because Pei Man was there. The token given by the queen, even though the city gate was closed, the group of them still escaped the city gate without any risk.

"Your hands are fine, right?" Zhao Min and Song Qingshu sat together at the front of the first carriage, and hurriedly pulled up Song Qingshu as soon as they were free.

hand looked up.

"It's nothing else, but it hurts badly." Song Qingshu sucked in a breath.

Zhao Min Huarong changed slightly: "Could it be that the bones were damaged, or let them go first, let's go back to the city and find a doctor to take a look?"

"That's not necessary," Song Qingshu suddenly looked back at Zhao Min, "If the county master is willing to condescend to give me a blow, maybe my fingers will soon stop hurting."

Seeing the smile on Song Qingshu's lips, Zhao Min realized that he was being teased by the other party, and threw his hand aside angrily: "Bah, it's beautiful to think about."

Song Qingshu had a gloomy expression on his face: "Hey, hey, you've changed your face too fast. You just had a big brother Qingshu in the palace, and you were very affectionate."

Zhao Min's face turned slightly red, and she couldn't help raising her chin: "In the depths of the tiger's den at that time, I, a weak woman, had no choice but to pull your tiger skin as a banner."

"Are you embarrassed to call yourself a weak woman?" Song Qingshu couldn't help rolling his eyes, "But the county master said that he was pulling my tiger skin, so you admit that you are a fox?"

"What if I'm a fox, the fox is so smart." Zhao Min wrinkled Qiong's nose, without any unpleasant expression, but looked extremely proud.

"Not only a smart fox, but a beautiful fox spirit!" Song Qingshu couldn't help sighing looking at Zhao Min's charming cheeks.

"Bah, the dog's mouth can't spit out ivory." Zhao Min scolded with a smile, but his eyes were full of smiles, and there was no real meaning to be angry.

"By the way, how's the antidote for the Three Corpse Brain Pill?" Song Qingshu suddenly remembered the poison in Zhao Min and asked hurriedly.

"Hmph, you only know how to travel around and play with other women, so how can you care about my life and death?" Zhao Min glanced at him resentfully.

"Don't get me wrong, there is nothing between me and Miss Yang." Song Qingshu said hurriedly.

"Miss Yang? Is that woman's surname Yang..." Zhao Min muttered to herself, and suddenly snorted, "I didn't say who it was, so why don't you confess to her by calling yourself a thief?"

Song Qingshu was at a loss for words, and secretly regretted in his heart, arguing with a woman is really worth the loss.

Zhao Min knew what to do, and when he saw that he didn't speak, he stopped making trouble unreasonably, but started talking about business: "After I separated from you last time, I went back to the Ruyang Palace and mobilized all the resources, but I didn't find Murong Jingyue's identity. The whereabouts, until recently I received a message that he is likely to be in Daxing Mansion, so I came to take a look."

Zhao Min's remarks are half true and half false. Although she has not concealed anything about Murong Jingyue, in addition to looking for Murong Jingyue, she is also tasked with the task of Mongolia sending her to provoke civil unrest in Jin. Regarding the latter point , she did not tell Song Qingshu.

"Murong Jingyue is in Daxing Mansion?" Song Qing wrote a strange expression. He had lived here for a while as Tang Kuobian, but he didn't find anyone who might have been disguised by Murong Jingyue.

"I'm not very sure, so I need to check it out." Zhao Min said with a frown.

In the carriage behind, the woman in the yellow shirt listened to many sisters recounting the suffering they had suffered over the years. Her eyes quickly turned red, and she was sad when she suddenly saw Song Qingshu and Zhao Min sitting in the first carriage through the curtain of the carriage. At the front of the car, leaning close to each other and whispering, she felt annoyed immediately. Although she quickly realized that her emotions were different, she didn't think about other places. She only thought that she was from Song Dynasty, and she didn't like being a Mongolian by nature. Human Zhao Min.

"Young Master Song, now that we have left Daxing Mansion, we don't have to worry about sending you off for the rest of the journey." The woman in the yellow shirt tapped her toes and floated gracefully beside the two of them.

"Not long after we left Daxing Mansion, I'll take you for a while." This is what Song Qingshu discussed with her before. After all, he still has a lot of things to do in Daxing Mansion, and it is impossible to send them back to the Southern Song Dynasty all the time.

The woman in the yellow shirt looked hesitant, although she subconsciously didn't want to say goodbye to Song Qingshu so soon, but when she saw him and Zhao Minqing, she felt upset, and finally she simply said, "No need to be upset. That's it! It's enough to have Wudang heroes escorting us."

While Song Qingshu was hesitating, a cold and icy female voice suddenly came from not far away: "Your Excellency hugs from left to right, you are really envious of others!"

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