"You!" Zhao Minxing's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, panting and hateing, "Don't pee on yourself." ”

"I've taken it, I feel a little more handsome than Zhang Wuji. Song Qingshu said with a smile.

Zhao Min snorted coldly, turned his head, and let Song Qingshu tease him in every way, and kept pursing his lips and ignoring him.

Seeing that Zhao Min didn't react, Song Qingshu also felt quite bored, so he had to say, "Aren't you curious about my way to save you?"

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, although Zhao Min was still indifferent, her fluttering eyelashes showed that her heart was not as calm as it appeared.

"Actually, it's not difficult for me to save you, it's not easy to say it's simple, in the final analysis, it's still difficult. Song Qingshu sighed.

"What a mess. Zhao Min was amused by Song Qingshu's awkward explanation, and said impatiently.

"Because if I want to save you, you must first take off your clothes. Song Qingshu did not mention the matter of Huanxi Zen, but only used this kind of ambiguous words to refer to it, after all, Zhao Min and he are not friends and enemies, Song Qingshu does not want her to know too much detail, otherwise with her resourcefulness, under several propaganda, she will have to bear the notoriety of a thief for the rest of her life.

"Phew!" Zhao Min scolded angrily, "I'd rather die than let you save me." ”

Song Qingshu had such an expression, and shrugged helplessly: "I said that you wouldn't be willing." What's more, if I want to save you, I have to work hard, I am not related to you, even if you really take off your clothes and beg me to help, I may not be willing to help. ”

Zhao Min laughed angrily: "I'll take off my clothes and beg you?"

"There are no absolutes in the world, it's really uncertain. Song Qingshu's face was as usual, and he said calmly.

"Have your big dream of spring and autumn, cough cough ......" Zhao Min was angry, coughed violently, his eyes were dark, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

Song Qingshu hurriedly held her shoulders, looking at her white and ruddy skin in the past, pale and frightening, and hurriedly took her hand, and before she had time to taste the greasy touch, she continuously infused her true qi into her body.

Zhao Min felt that his whole body was bathed in a warm atmosphere, and he woke up slowly, and found that he was half lying in Song Qingshu's arms, and hurriedly picked up the remaining body, and wanted to push him away.

"Don't move, Xuan Cheng's skill is not trivial, I don't hesitate to renew your life at the expense of Zhenyuan. The county lord is a heroine among women on the prairie, why does he care about some red tape like those weak women in the Han people?" Song Qingshu gently pressed Zhao Min's shoulder and said in a deep voice.

Zhao Min's first reaction was to die and not let him save herself, but she was not an ordinary woman after all, and she had too many worries in her heart, so it would be too regrettable if she died suddenly. After weighing the pros and cons, he acquiesced in Song Qingshu's rescue. But lying in his arms like this at this time is absolutely unacceptable.

"You...... Help me to lean ...... Sit down against a tree, I don't want to ...... Don't look like this. Zhao Min was seriously injured, his voice was delicate and weak, and there was a trace of poignant temptation, no matter how hard-hearted he was, he probably couldn't bear to refuse.

Song Qingshu didn't mean to take advantage of the danger, one hand firmly held her palm, continuously transmitted internal force, and the other hand carefully helped her sit down against the trunk.

After a stick of incense in this way, Zhao Min gradually recovered his spirits, felt Song Qingshu's true temperature and peace in his body, and couldn't help but look at him in surprise: "I didn't expect your internal strength to be so strong, I'm afraid it's no less than Wuji......" Suddenly thinking of something, he frowned, and swallowed back the two words of his brother.

"Isn't it inferior to Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu smiled faintly, "His Jiuyang Divine Skill has been practiced to the realm of Dacheng, and the internal force is self-generated and endless. In terms of internal strength alone, I am afraid that there are few people in the world who can defeat him. However, Jiuyang Divine Skill is a mortal martial art after all, and it will eventually have its limit......"

Zhao Min couldn't help but pout when he heard this, and said angrily: "What you said is that you are learning immortal martial arts." ”

Looking away from Zhao Min's slender and moist lips without missing a trace, Song Qingshu just shook his head and did not argue. Although no one has practiced Tantra's joyful Zen throughout the ages, it can be regarded as the possibility of becoming an immortal. Although Song Qingshu was more obsessed with the red dust world and had no interest in becoming an immortal at all, he subconsciously felt that Huanxi Zen should be more intelligent than Jiuyang Divine Skill, after all, after Tubo returned, the cultivation speed of his true qi could simply be described as magical.

"How long are you going to keep holding my hand? Zhao Min is also a person who practices martial arts, so she naturally knows that the injuries in her body have been temporarily stabilized, and her little hand has been pinched by Song Qingshu, making her restless.

"You should say thank you to your lifesaver first. Although Song Qingshu said this, he had already let go of Zhao Min's hand in his actions.

As soon as he got out of trouble, Zhao Min quickly took his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, hid it behind him and wiped it quietly, and when he heard Song Qingshu's teasing words, he said angrily: "If you hadn't suddenly taken this county lord hostage, how could I have been seriously injured." ”

"How did I know that Xuancheng, the great monk, was so ruthless and ruthless, and he also used Donkey Kong boxing, a hidden kung fu that fights cattle across the mountains. Song Qingshu also felt very depressed, he wanted to rob Zhao Min, on the one hand, he could temporarily destroy Mongolia's strategic plan of distant and close attack, and on the other hand, he could exchange enough benefits from the king of Ruyang, who knew that now there was only a half-dead county lord, in case something happened to Zhao Min, he couldn't tell it clearly.

"None of the stinky monks in Shaolin Temple are good people. Speaking of this, Zhao Min and Song Qingshu agreed for the first time, "When Mongolia dominates the world in the future, the lord of this county will have to bulldoze the Shaolin Temple." ”

"I know that the county lord is very majestic, but you still don't want to be too happy," Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "I'm just temporarily hanging your life with my true qi, you have to do your best to heal." ”

Zhao Min's face turned red, and the ups and downs between his chest became rapid again: "Don't mention your disgusting method." ”

"Don't always look at me with such disdain," Song Qingshu stood up and patted the dirt on his body gently, "If I really have ill intentions towards you, I don't have to be so troublesome at all." With the difference in martial arts between the two of us, plus the lonely man and widow, if I come to take off your clothes at this time, do you think you can stop it?"

Zhao Min was shocked, and pinched the collar and placket with both hands: "If you dare to do this, I will bite my tongue and kill myself, and you will wait for the endless pursuit of Mongolia." Even in such a panicked situation, she was like a mirror in her heart, knowing that the only thing that could make Song Qingshu scruple at the moment was the power of Mongolia.

"I'm just making an analogy, you don't need to be so excited, lest you get hurt. Song Qingshu raised his hands and slowly took a few steps back to show that he had no malicious intent.

Seeing that Zhao Minqing finally slowly stabilized, Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of mischief, and said with a smile: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you bite your tongue and commit suicide, don't you understand that you haven't heard the phrase 'while it's hot'?"

"While it's hot?" Zhao Min was stunned for a moment, but she was famous for her delicate heart, and after a little thought, she understood what Song Qingshu meant, and she trembled with anger, pointing at Song Qingshu and scolding, "Why are you so shameless!"

"Don't misunderstand, the county lord is just to completely dispel your thoughts of suicide, if you still feel that the weight is not enough, I have a lot of methods here," Song Qingshu said while pacing back and forth, "If the county lord really dares to commit suicide, I will strip the county lord naked at that time, and then hang it in front of the gate of Songshan Shaolin Temple, anyway, it is you who were seriously injured by Xuan Cheng, and it is not a wronged group of monks." Tsk, when the people in the rivers and lakes talk about this wonder, will they guess that the county lord was abandoned by a certain senior monk of Shaolin Temple, and he can't think of suicide for a while......"

Song Qingshu was talking about the rise, and inadvertently saw Zhao Min's tearful and somewhat frightened eyes, and suddenly felt that this scene was familiar, thinking that he had scared Zhou Zhiruo so much, he sighed for a while, and he couldn't say anything more.

Although Zhao Min is full of wisdom, she has never encountered a character like Song Qingshu who does not play cards according to common sense, and the scene described by Song Qingshu can't help but appear in her mind, and her pretty face turned pale, she was really frightened.

"Stop, don't say it, I'm not suicidal. ”

"I wouldn't have said such disgusting things if I had been so cooperative. Song Qingshu felt a little embarrassed at this time.

Zhao Min's thin lips were tightly closed, and he looked like he was palpitating, and he was too lazy to talk to him.

"Your injuries are too serious, there are no more than three people in the world who can save you, and I am one of them, are you sure you really don't want me to save you?" Song Qingshu asked one last time, of course she knew her choice in her heart.

"Hmph!" Zhao Min had a cold face, and sure enough, he refused without hesitation, "Tell me about the other two." ”

"One of them is one of the five unique masters of the Central Plains in the past, and his Yiyang finger specializes in treating internal injuries and has the effect of reviving the dead, but once it is used, he cannot use martial arts for several years, so he will not use it lightly. Moreover, Master Yideng is in Dali, even if he is willing to make a move, he can't quench his thirst from far away. Song Qingshu sighed.

Not necessarily. Zhao Min pondered in his heart that the Mongolian high-level had discussed an expedition to Dali, marching from Guizhou, Hunan, and Hubei to besiege Xiangyang City in the Southern Song Dynasty. As long as this plan is skillfully used, it is not difficult to lure the master of a lamp to come to the rescue, but unfortunately the problem now is that the distance is too far, "What about the remaining person?"

"They are actually four people, the four great doctors in the world," thinking that his meridians were all broken and he pinned his last hope on them, Song Qingshu felt like a world away, although they couldn't cure themselves, but it must be no problem to heal Zhao Min's injuries. If I remember correctly, in the original book, Ah Zhu went to Shaolin Temple to steal the Yi Jin Sutra, and he was also injured under the palm of Donkey Kong, Qiao Feng took her to find Doctor Xue, and soon let Ah Zhu recover.

"The four great doctors in the world, Zhang Wuji replaced Hu Qingniu, you can go to him. Song Qingshu said with a smile, but he was speculating in his heart about what had happened between the two.

"Someone else. Zhao Min really refused expressionlessly