Song Qingshu's face changed, and when he looked back, he saw a beautiful woman as clear as glass holding a long whip, standing not far away and looking at him vigilantly.

"Bing Xue Er?" Seeing the woman's appearance clearly, Song Qingshu was happy in her heart, when her meridians were broken, she was in the rivers and lakes, and she was in danger, but fortunately Bing Xue Er took care of her all the way, not only helped herself avoid the danger in the rivers and lakes, but finally succeeded in getting the "Shen Zhao Sutra" to renew the meridians, and she was even more indispensable.

Song Qingshu's attitude towards Bing Xue'er is very complicated, on the one hand, she is the wife of his brother-in-law, and on the other hand, in that desperate state at the beginning, such a fairy concubine-like sister suddenly appeared to help gently, and that unforgettable feeling made him forget it for the rest of his life.

"Murong Gongzi, are you okay?" Song Qingshu was wearing a mask, but Bing Xue'er didn't recognize it, but looked at Murong Fu worriedly.

"I'm fine, Mrs. Hu be careful, this masked man's martial arts are really incredible, don't be careless. When Murong Fu saw Mrs. Hu, his heart was relieved, and he hurriedly reminded.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why are you acting sneaky?" Mrs. Hu nodded slightly, and immediately looked at Song Qingshu vigilantly.

Song Qingshu suddenly felt that the situation was a little embarrassing at this time, if he took off his mask at this time to recognize him, what would Murong Fu think? After all, the appearance of his appearance just now was completely a posture to take Murong Fu's life.

Before he could react, Murong Fu had already attacked, although the long sword had been lost, but Gusu Murong Botong Baijia was not a joke, and he still had everyone's demeanor with one punch and one kick.

In order to cooperate with Murong Fu, Bing Xue'er waved a long whip at the same time and attacked Song Qingshu.

Although Song Qingshu had countless questions in his heart at this time, such as why Bing Xue'er was mixed with Murong Fu, such as why Ping Yizhi wanted to kill Murong Fu...... This situation was no longer for him to consider, so he had to deal with it mentally.

"Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon?" It didn't take long for Murong Fu to recognize Song Qingshu's move and be shocked and angry, "What is the relationship between Your Excellency and Xiangyang Guo Jing?"

There are only three people in the world who are good at making the eighteen dragons descend, and Qiao Feng's figure Murong is so familiar that he can't be more familiar, so he naturally knows that the person in front of him is not Qiao Feng. Hong Qigong is dying, and he is even more inconsistent, and the only thing left is Xiangyang Guo Jing, but Guo Jing should theoretically guard Xiangyang, and with Guo Jing's chivalrous name, he should not be able to do this kind of thing to hide his deeds, so there are only his disciples and the like.

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending is not a rare martial art," Song Qingshu smiled faintly, "Then please ask Murong Gongzi to evaluate what kind of martial arts I am." ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Qingshu changed the simple and fierce move of the eighteen palms of the dragon, and used the most ordinary and ordinary fists and feet to attack it at a glance.

Murong Fu clearly recognized every move and every style, and he also had a way to crack it in his heart, but his palms were always a fraction of a millimeter, and he was hit by the other party first.

"Taizu Long Fist?" Murong Fu was shocked and angry.

"Yes, I heard that Qiao Feng used the most ordinary Taizu long fist to defeat the world's heroes in the battle of Juxian Zhuang in the past, and I admired it very much, so I dared to give it a try, and I hope that Murong Gongzi will not mind. Song Qingshu replied.

Murong Fu's handsome face was swollen blue, but his dignified Nan Murong was beaten by the most ordinary Taizu long punch and had no power to fight back.

"Murong Gongzi, calm down, he is just deliberately disturbing your mind. Bing Xue hurriedly reminded.

Murong Fu came to his senses at this time, but it was too late, Song Qingshu took advantage of his confusion to bully into the middle palace and hit his acupoint at once.

Song Qingshu secretly called for luck, it was not difficult for him to defeat Murong Fu, but it was impossible to restrain him in such a short time. Thinking that Zhao Min was still uncertain about his life and death at Pingyizhi, he didn't have so much time to make a slow move with Murong Fu, so he had to take advantage of Murong Fu's shortcomings and try his best to restrain the other party.

The long whip broke through the air, Song Qingshu hurriedly flashed to the side, Bing Xue'er frowned slightly, a long whip danced like a silver snake, the whip head was haunted, and Song Qingshu was also forced to hurry in a hurry.

"I didn't expect her to practice the white python whip method so proficiently, I'm afraid it's still above Zhou Zhiruo. Song Qingshu dodged and pondered.

It turned out that Bing Xue'er, as a descendant of the ancient tomb faction, was best at the soft and slender weapon of the silver bell and golden lock, and was taught the white python whip method by Song Qingshu that day, and under the mutual confirmation, the attainment of the whip method was even more advanced by leaps and bounds.

In terms of whipping alone, I'm afraid that even Song Qingshu is not her opponent. This involves a problem of martial arts fit, for example, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are the most suitable martial arts for Xiao Feng, the nine yin white bone claws are the most suitable for Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts, and the white python whip method is the most suitable for Bing Xue'er.

However, after all, Song Qingshu is very familiar with the white python whip method, and he can always skillfully defuse the opponent's fierce offensive every time, and with his profound skills, he gradually ran out of the broken temple with Bing Xue'er.

Bing Xue'er saw that her attacks were skillfully defused by him one by one, and the different colors in her beautiful eyes became more and more intense, and when she saw Song Qingshu attacking with a palm, she suddenly changed her normality, gave up all resistance, and looked at her quietly like that.

Song Qingshu was shocked, and hurriedly deflected his palm force and hit the stone on the side, and the dust immediately flew up.

Bing Xue'er was excited for a while, and asked in a trembling voice, "Uncle, is it you?"

Song Qingshu took off the mask and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that wearing a mask would not be able to hide from my sister-in-law." ”

"Is it really you?" Seeing Song Qingshu's appearance clearly, Bing Xue'er was surprised, "Am I not dreaming?"

"You read that right, it's me. Song Qingshu stepped forward and looked at her quietly.

Bing Xue Er trembled and reached out and touched his cheek: "Not long ago, I heard Kangxi tell the world, I thought you were ......" It turned out that Bing Xue Er had been tracking Murong Jingyue's traces all over the world before, and she didn't know that Song Qingshu had an accident for the first time. When she heard the news recently and was about to go to Yanjing City to find out, she happened to run into Murong Fu, who claimed to have found Murong Jingyue's traces, so the two appeared in Kaifeng together.

Song Qingshu held the smooth and soft silk sticking to his face, only to feel a trace of cold and cold feeling on his skin, and he was amazed in his heart: the skin is extremely cold, could it be that this is the sect talent of the heirs of the Tomb Sect?

"Sister-in-law, I'm not dead, that's just a rhetoric from Kangxi to deceive the world, this matter is a long story, and I will explain it to you slowly in the future. ”

Although the matter of replacing Kangxi is a matter of importance, Song Qingshu does not mind suing Bingxue'er, in his heart, Bing'er'er is a special being, the two met in Hanwei, and suffered together, Song Qingshu believes that even if everyone in the world is his enemy, Bing'er'er will not hurt him.

The reason why I don't tell her now is because the time is urgent, and I can't explain it clearly for a while, so I have to wait until this crisis is over.

After the initial surprise, Bing Xue'er found that her hand was pinched by Song Qingshu, and a trace of redness rose on her ice-like skin, and she said lightly: "Uncle~ When are you going to pinch it." ”

Song Qingshu liked her to call her uncle the most, and the elongated tail note simply made his heart melt, and he was excited for a while, and just hugged her in his arms: "After the last time we separated, I was worried that I would never see each other again in this life, and then I passed by Dongting Lake Yaowangzhuang, and I wanted to go to see you, but I knew that Fei'er said that you were not there, do you know how disappointed I was at that time......"

Being held in his arms, Bing Xue Er hurriedly wanted to break away, but she couldn't push a single bit. When I heard the other party's sincere muttering, thinking of all the things I had experienced before, I was also full of emotion in my heart, and I couldn't help but be stupid for a while, so I was hugged by him like that.

"I'm sorry to surprise my sister-in-law. Although Bing Xue'er's body was soft, cold, and very comfortable to hold, but after all, she couldn't keep holding it like this, Song Qingshu cleaned up her mood, looked at her embarrassedly, and then let go of her embrace.

Bing Xue Er smiled slightly, took a step back without missing a trace, and did not get angry, but deliberately changed the topic and asked, "Why did Uncle suddenly appear here?"

"I also want to ask my sister-in-law this question. Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "How could you go the same way as Murong Gongzi?"

"When we visited Yanziwu, we got a promise from Murong Gongzi to help find the whereabouts of Murong Jingyue, a descendant of the next line. Although the Murong family is thin now, it is a family of hundreds of years after all, and they always have their special means. Not long ago, I happened to find out the news that Murong Jingyue had recently appeared in Kaifeng City, and Murong Gongzi notified me to come together. ”

Bing Xue Er said unhurriedly, and there was a special tenderness in her faint voice, "Originally, I wanted to find out about my uncle's whereabouts in Yanjing City, but Murong Gongzi spent so much energy before and after the saddle for the sake of Brother Hu's affairs, and I couldn't refuse his kindness, so I decided to come to Kaifeng City to have a look first." ”

"Of course, a kind person like my sister-in-law can't refuse the kindness of others," Song Qingha said with a smile, "Fortunately, my sister-in-law came to Kaifeng, if you go to Yanjing City, I'm afraid we will just stagger." ”

Bing Xue Er smiled softly: "You can think about it, I thought my uncle would blame me?"

"How could I blame you?" Song Qingshu said curiously.

Bing Xue'er suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and said softly: "I came to Murong Jingyue first, not to my uncle first." ”

Seeing Bing Xue'er's rare daughter's shyness, Song Qingshu's heart fluttered, and he shook his head and said: "I naturally understand my sister-in-law's thoughts, I think you understand that entering the Forbidden City is a life of nine deaths, and before that, you must first avenge Brother Hu before you can avenge me without worry." ”

Bing Xue'er's face turned red, and she said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about." ”

Knowing that Bing Xue'er was too thin-skinned, Song Qingshu didn't dare to repeat the mistakes of the past, and hurriedly explained the purpose of this trip to her one by one.

"Huh?" Bing Xue'er was really distracted by him, and her expression quickly returned to normal, which was also strange, "Why would Ping Yizhi let you kill Murong Gongzi." ”

"I can't figure it out either, these two people can't be beaten at all. Song Qingshu said depressedly.

"Oh, Murong Gongzi was pointed out by you, and he is still in the broken temple. Bing Xue'er suddenly remembered something and exclaimed.

The two hurried to the temple, Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, he was cheap for a while, he had to try to change the stars, how did he know that there was a sudden appearance of Bingxue'er, not only did he not understand the change of the stars, but he might also offend Murong Fu.

Thinking like electricity, Song Qingshu quickly had a plan, anyway, he wanted to repay Murong Fu for his kindness in the past, just like this, when the time comes, he will only be grateful, it's too late, how can he blame me......