For two whole months, Song Qingshu stayed by the river, going deep into the water to practice every day, so that in two months, his martial arts have made great progress, and his skills have also reached the realm of the middle congenital stage of the Great Perfection, and he is only one step away from being able to enter the late congenital stage.

This speed is not fast, but Song Qingshu is really not satisfied, and he even sped up the speed of practice, and even did not go to the shore every night, but also practiced underwater.

More than a month has passed like this, and finally, Song Qingshu's skill has broken through to the realm of the late innate stage.

Breaking through the late congenital stage, Song Qingshu was very happy in his heart, now his skills have reached the late congenital stage, if you add the wind god legs, Ao Han Six Tricks and other divine skills, he is already invincible in the innate stage, even if a group of innate masters come to him, it is not his opponent, it's just that in the face of a super master at the level of a grandmaster like Zhang Sanfeng, he doesn't know what the result will be.

At noon that day, Song Qingshu was practicing under the water, and suddenly, he heard a noisy sound coming from above.

Song Qingshu, who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced upwards with some doubts, moved his ears, and listened carefully for a while, only to hear the sound of swords rushing to kill in the voice, as well as screams and cries.

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and then, as if he remembered something, he called it a day with some excitement and stood up from the bottom of the water.

Song Qingshu's body was shocked, and an invisible body protection qi shook the water around his body, forming a vacuum, only to hear Song Qingshu muttering to himself: "After waiting for so long, it's finally here." As he spoke, he put his hands behind his back, and his figure flashed, and he actually saw the surging river as nothing, as if flying in the void, breaking through the river and flying away

"Young master, young master" On the shore, a young strong man was crying with a dead baby in his arms, and on a boat in the water, a beautiful and lovely little girl about ten years old was lying on the body of two middle-aged women crying.

At this time, a group of black-clothed people shouted, and rushed towards the young strong man with swords in hand.

At this time, the young strong man had already been seriously injured and had long been unable to move, and when he was about to be cut to pieces by the group of black-clothed people, he saw an explosion on the water.

"Bump" saw a young man in a cyan robe flying out of the water.

The men in black were all stunned when they saw the young man, but they were greeted by a burst of water arrows.

I saw Song Qingshu kicking his right foot in mid-air a few times, and suddenly, I saw countless water arrows burst out and shoot towards those black-clothed people.

In less than a moment, all the men in black were shot by water arrows and fell to the ground screaming.

Song Qingshu's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of the young strong man, and said with a smile: "This big brother, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn." ”

The young strong man snorted, held the baby in both hands, turned his head and knelt down in front of Song Qingshu, and said, "Thank you Shaoxia for saving me, Chang Yuchun is grateful." ”

'Chang Yuchun, hehe, it's really him. Song Qingshu smiled, looked at the beautiful and cute little girl on the side, and said secretly: This little Lori is Zhou Zhiruo, she is really beautiful, and she is a beautiful embryo at a young age.

Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo's cute little Lori with evil in his heart, and on the surface, he said to Chang Yuchun: "This big brother is not welcome, it's a pity that I came one step late, otherwise I would have been able to save the baby." He said with a look of chagrin.

"Little brother doesn't have to blame himself, maybe this is also destiny. Chang Yuchun heard Song Qingshu say this, and his good impression of Song Qingshu doubled in his heart, and he asked Song Qingshu: "Little brother, you have such a strong martial arts at a young age, I don't know which master the little brother is?"

Song Qingshu smiled and said: "Brother Chang, my name is Song Qingshu, and my father is Wudang Song Yuanqiao. ”

"It turned out to be the son of Wudang Song Daxia, and he was often polite in spring. When Chang Yuchun heard Song Qingshu's words, his face turned solemn, and he saluted Song Qingshu again.

It seems that Song Yuanqiao's prestige in the rivers and lakes is still good, and even Chang Yuchun, who is a subordinate of the Ming Sect, will salute himself again when he hears that he is Song Yuanqiao's son. ’

Song Qingshu secretly said in his heart, he was really dissatisfied with the movements in his hands, and quickly helped Chang Yuchun up, and said with a smile: "Brother Chang, what are you doing, get up quickly." ”

"Okay, little brother, since this is the case, I often meet Chuntuo and call you Brother Song. Chang Yuchun is also a bold person, and when he heard Song Qingshu's words, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Song Qingshu smiled and nodded, then looked at Zhou Zhiruo on the side, and asked Chang Yuchun, "Brother Chang, who is that little girl?"

When Chang Yuchun heard this, he sighed: "That little girl's name is Zhou Zhiruo, his parents were implicated by me, and they were killed by those hateful thieves, but the poor little girl was lonely and alone. Saying that, Chang Yuchun turned his head to look at the black-clothed people who fell to the ground, but saw that they were long gone, and couldn't help but say with chagrin: "Those thieves ran away while we were talking, it's really hateful." ”

"Run, run. Song Qingshu felt a little sorry on the surface, but in fact, he had long known that those men in black had run away, and he didn't care about him.