Seeing that the little dragon girl seemed to be stupid and didn't move and kept sitting in her arms, Song Qingshu was uncomfortable. Although he enjoyed the touch of holding the little dragon girl like this, everyone in the lobby was watching, not to mention that there was still an ice and snow sitting next to him, and his nerves were not so big.

Feeling Song Qingshu's hand on her slender waist and gently supporting, the little dragon girl woke up like a dream, and quickly stood up, and a faint flush bloomed on her cold face for the first time.

Under Bing Xue'er's strange gaze, Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly replied to Ouyang Feng's words to divert everyone's attention: "I have always admired the heroism of Beiqiao Feng, and I think that his kind of heroic man should disdain to hide his head and tail like me." ”

Looking at the mask on his face, everyone in the hall let out a kind laugh, full of affection for his self-deprecating nature, except for the Mongolian group, of course.

"With Your Excellency's martial arts, you must be a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, why don't you dare to show your true face?" Zhao Min has always liked to control the overall situation, and she is naturally deeply jealous of such an inexplicable master.

"Because I am so handsome, I have to wear a mask in order to prevent a girl like you from falling in love with me when she sees me. With a mask to cover up, Song Qingshu is like a child who is not afraid of punishment for doing something wrong, and has regained the unscrupulous pickiness of the past.

Bing Xue Er showed a look of crying and laughing, of course, with a mask, others couldn't see her expression clearly, and the little dragon girl next to her also looked at him in surprise, with an expression that she had never seen such a brazen person.

Everyone in the lobby could hear that he was teasing Zhao Min, anyway, it was not a big deal to watch the play, so he immediately burst into laughter and whistled all over the sky.

Zhao Min's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Mr. Lu, Mr. He, slap my mouth for me." ”

Lu Zhu Ke and Hebi Weng have been serving by Zhao Min's side for a long time, and they know her temper very well, and they have long been ready to make a move, and when they heard her order, the two of them attacked Song Qingshu without hesitation.

The two elders of Xuan Ming each stretched out a palm, one covering the big acupoint on Song Qingshu's chest, one attacking his lower abdomen dantian, and the other hand fanned his face.

The two cooperated intimately, and if the enemy wanted to parry the palms that attacked the body, he would inevitably be slapped twice, and if he reached out to block the hands that attacked the face, the dantian would be abolished, and the heavy would be killed on the spot.

Don't say that it is an ordinary master, even the top master will be caught off guard by their tricks.

"Dragon girl, borrow your sword. ”

Xiaolongnu just heard the sound in her ears, she only felt that her hands were empty, and she couldn't help but be shocked, a master with a sword didn't even know how his sword was taken away, it was really incredible.

The two elders of Xuan Ming suddenly felt a brilliant sword light appear in front of them, and they were shocked and hurriedly changed their tactics and took out their respective weapons from their arms.

After a dragon groan, the second old wolf retreated a few feet, looking at the crane beak pen and deer head staff that were still half cut in his hand, with a palpitating expression.

"Miss Long, do you want to kill Zhao Zhijing?" After forcing the second elder of Xuan Ming back, Song Qingshu turned his head to look at the little dragon girl and asked.

The little dragon girl hadn't turned around yet, and nodded subconsciously.

"If you want to kill Zhao Zhijing, you don't have to make any bets with that county lord. Song Qingshu smiled slightly, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, everyone blinked, he stood there again, it seemed that he had not moved from beginning to end, the only difference was that there was a red blood bead hanging on the tip of the sword in his hand.

"Giggle~" A strange sound sounded in the lobby, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Zhao Zhijing, who was hiding behind the Mongolian warrior, clutching his throat, with a look of disbelief, and slowly fell down.

There was an uproar in the room, especially the Mongolian group, they stood up one after another, and even the King Kong Gate Master and the Hundred Damage Dao people who had been silent were also shocked, Song Qingshu's sword was so fast, if he was unprepared, it was estimated that blood would be splashed on the spot.

Ever since he met Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Min quickly had a plan in his heart to control the Quanzhen Sect, but with Zhao Zhijing's death, all of them disappeared, and he couldn't help but look at Song Qingshu in shock and anger: "Who are you?"

Song Qingshu received the tip of the sword in front of him, exhaled lightly, and the blood beads suddenly scattered, and said in a strange sad tone: "You can call me Ximen Blowing Snow." ”

In the previous life, every boy fantasized when he was a child that one day he could be as white as Ximen blowing snow, and a long sword was invincible in the world, when Song Qingshu found that he could vaguely reach this realm, but sadly found that he could never go back to the wonderful world before.

"Ximen blowing snow?" Zhao Min was stunned, with the powerful intelligence network of the Ruyang Palace, he had never heard of this person, and he was worried about what kind of martial arts elder he was, and turned his head to look at the Baiyi Daoist, and saw that the other party also shook his head, and his heart was even more puzzled.

The reason why Song Qingshu chose to kill Zhao Zhijing and let Yin Zhiping go was because he felt that Yin Zhiping was the so-called "Dragon Knight" in the Western magic world, and in the world of "The Three-Body Problem", he could also be called the "wall-breaker" of the little dragon girl...... Either way, his life and death should be decided by Xiaolongnu herself.

Of course, Song Qingshu didn't know that this peerless tragedy had not happened in this world......

As for scum like Zhao Zhijing, Song Qingshu has never looked down on it, so he helped Xiaolongnu cook.

"Dragon Maiden, your sword. Song Qingshu held the sword and carefully handed it to the little dragon girl, looking at her peerless face, his heart was full of pity, how stingy the heavens were, why can't he tolerate things that are too perfect in the world.

"Well," stunned by the grace of his sword just now, the little dragon girl took it a little helplessly, "Thank you." ”

"It's all family, as it should be. Song Qingshu smiled faintly.

"Family?" Xiaolongnu was slightly angry in her heart, although this person's martial arts skills were high, how could he speak a little upside down.

"Let me introduce you," Song Qingshu pulled Bing Xue'er over, "My wife is also a descendant of the Tomb Sect, based on her age when she started, you and Li Mochou should both call her senior sister, as for me, you can call me brother-in-law...... Ouch!"

Seeing Song Qingshu saying that he was his wife in front of everyone, Bing Xue Er couldn't wait to get into a crack in the ground, but fortunately there was a mask in the way, so she had to comfort herself that others couldn't recognize her anyway, and when she heard that he was still continuing to talk nonsense, she pinched him around the waist angrily.

"Senior sister?" Xiao Longnu looked puzzled, she had never heard of the master and other descendants.

Bing Xue Er smiled slightly, her sleeves flicked lightly on the table, and all the chopsticks in the bamboo tube jumped out, Bing Xue Er stretched out her snow-white hands, slapping up and down, left and right, dozens of chopsticks seemed to be fixed in mid-air by an invisible hand, and none of them fell to the ground.

"Heaven and earth!" "The little dragon girl looked surprised, and there was no slightest doubt in her heart, and she shouted in a coquettish voice, "Senior sister~"