Chapter 68: A Dream of Huangliang

The Blood Knife Ancestor's face became more and more ugly, he snorted coldly, and without saying much, he tied Wei Xiaobao and returned to the camp.

Wei Xiaobao knew that his words had an effect, because he saw that the Blood Knife Ancestor immediately found Sang Jie, and the two of them pointed and whispered to each other.

"Ancestor, I think that kid has a point." Mulberry Jie's face is cloudy and uncertain.

"Then why don't we take him back to the Mongolian steppe?" Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes flashed.

"It's just that Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts are too high, and now I have been injured by Song Qingshu's sword qi, I am afraid that you and I will not be able to catch it." Sang Jie was pierced by Song Qingshu's sword last time, and he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries, and he had been under pressure all along.

"What about the old man?" With a long laugh, Hong Antong turned out from the shadows on the side, it turned out that he had been coveting the eight books of forty-two chapters in Wei Xiaobao's hand, how could he want to watch him die.

It's a pity that he is alone, neither the Blood Knife Ancestor nor Sang Jie is under him, and Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts are significantly higher than him, so he didn't dare to act rashly for a while, so he had to pay attention to the movements of the Blood Knife Ancestor and Sang Jie at all times, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but jump out with joy.

Seeing the three old foxes talking to each other there, Wei Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this little life was finally saved, and if he was caught by them and taken to Mongolia, he would not necessarily die...... Thinking of the beauty, Wei Xiaobao couldn't help but smirk.

On the other side, Song Qingshu was tied to a temporary pillar, looking depressed on the surface, but in fact, he was secretly transporting his true qi and began to impact the acupoints all over his body according to the acupoint solution method on the Nine Yin True Scripture.

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

"How's your injury?" Xia Qingqing frowned lightly, thinking that he was hit by Hong Antong with a palm before, and was injured in the hands of the other two, he couldn't help but look worried.

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

The pink face turned red, and seeing that he didn't pierce the layer of window paper, Xia Qingqing also pretended to be stupid: "The girl hates you to death, how can I come to see you again."

"Hey, that day goodbye, I'm afraid Song and the quiet girl will never see each other again." Song Qingshu understood that it was only Xia Qingqing who made a 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 prostitute in Yangzhou, who was born with a charming bone and turned everyone upside down, has disappeared forever.

"Hmph!" When she was alone for the past two days, every time she recalled the intimate scene with him in her mind, Xia Qingqing's heart couldn't help but flutter.

Coupled with Song Qingshu's image of a beautiful son, and perfectly answered her two problems, although Xia Qingqing was angry that he took advantage of him, he still had a lot of good feelings for him in his heart.

So when I realized afterwards that someone had done something wrong with the wine, I didn't suspect him, and I thought it was a trick used by Lichun Yuan to let him pick up customers.

"I can't finish some snacks, and I feel sorry for throwing them away, seeing that you are so pitiful here, I should reward the kittens and puppies, and I will cheapen you." Xia Qingqing put a wooden box full of snacks beside him and turned around to leave.

"Madam, please stay," looking at Xia Qingqing, who turned back in amazement, Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and signaled, "Look at the way I look now, how can I eat."

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

"How can I embarrass my lady in the future," Song Qingshu's eyes were full of memories, "I just thought that if the Youyou girl was around, she would definitely feed me gently......

Xia Qingqing's face fluctuated, but the ambiguous sense of stimulation made her feel excited, hesitated for a moment, pulled up her skirt, squatted down beside him, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake with two green jade fingers and sent it to Song Qingshu's lips, but her mouth was muttering: "Miss Ben is just worried that you will be starved to death, don't think about it."

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

Xia Qingqing's fingers quickly retracted as if they were burned, without giving the other party a chance to take advantage of it.

With a roll of his eyes, Song Qingshu pretended to ask inadvertently, "Why didn't Madame accompany the Golden Snake King, but came here to chat with a subordinate prisoner with me?"

"There was a middle-aged scribe who came to find Brother Yuan, hiding in the big tent and not knowing what to discuss, I felt bored, so I walked around." Xia Qingqing's face turned red, in fact, she took the opportunity to send some food to Song Qingshu behind everyone's back, she didn't know why she did this, she just subconsciously wanted to get close to Song Qingshu.

Of course, it should be said that Xia Qingqing was fascinated by Song Qingshu's domineering aura of the tiger's body, and fell in love with him and couldn't extricate himself...... Pure.

She just had a playful mentality, enjoying the feeling of her heart beating faster like stepping on a tightrope, what Song Qingshu really wanted to do to her, then she would never do it.

"Oops!" As soon as Xia Qingqing was distracted, her two fingers were caught by the other party, and the moist sucking sensation from her fingertips startled her, and she stood up in shock, and her ears were red and glared at Song Qingshu.

"No matter how sweet the osmanthus cake is, the taste can't compare to Madame's slender hands." Song Qingshu stared at her without showing weakness, full of flirtation.

"Xia Qingqing, you're really crazy!. [,!]" shook his head fiercely, looking at the hateful appearance of the other party, Xia Qingqing suddenly stretched out a kick and kicked Song Qingshu's waist, lifted the incense skirt and ran away.

"Oh, a man can't kick here, if you are kicked by your wife and ruin the happiness of the second half of your life, you will be responsible." Behind him came Song Qingshu's playful laughter.

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

Thinking that in his previous life in the company, he often teased his subordinates like this, Song Qingshu's expression darkened, looked at the mountains in the distance, leaned on the pillar behind him, and sighed long: "I have been in this world for so long, and I am getting used to it, 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 will I not forget who I am~"

In the main tent, Yuan Chengzhi looked at the person in front of him who was extremely famous in the rivers and lakes with a shocked expression: "What? Wei Xiaobao is the incense master of the Qingmu Hall of the Heaven and Earth Society?"