"What you say counts?"

Hearing Song Xuan's promise, Huang Rong was naturally overjoyed.

After seeing the sword qi slashed out at the head of the city before, she suspected that Song Xuan, a big villain, had also come to Yangzhou, and wanted to find the other party for help.

Now, although there have been some misunderstandings by mistake, but with Song Xuan's personal promise, it is worth being tied up this time.

Song Qian's face was a little strange.

Her eyes kept looking at Huang Rong's chest, she used to think that her brother liked to be big, but now it doesn't look like it.

This girl called Huang Rong is not too big no matter how you look at it, and her little cousin Lin Daiyu is just half a catty and eight taels.

turned his head to look at Song Xuan, but saw that the elder brother's eyes did not fall on Huang Rong, but sat at the table, holding a brush in his hand, writing something on the paper.

While writing, Song Xuan said loudly: "Miss Huang, let's talk first, I'm also busy with things here." If your business is easy, it's fine, but if you want to go far away, then you can't help! ”

"You don't have to go far!"

Huang Rong hurriedly said: "When I first came to Yangzhou, I made a few friends in the city, but when I came back from an errand some time ago, I found that my friends were missing.

Song Gongzi, you seem to have a lot of official positions in the Xuanyi Guard Yamen, can you please help me check their traces? ”

"Looking for someone....."

The brush in Song Xuan's hand paused slightly, "You come, write down the identities and names of those people, and the more detailed the writing, the better." ”

"Thank you Shaoxia!"

Huang Rong was overjoyed in her heart, although this big villain looked scary like a cold-faced god, but people are not difficult to get along with, and they seem to be very reliable in talking and doing things, no wonder he is already in a high position at a young age.

Huang Rong sat next to Song Xuan with a smile, and did not write directly, but spread out the paper first, and recalled the appearance of several people sideways.

Then, she flew with her pen and drew according to the appearance of a few little beggars in her memory.

Song Xuan didn't bother her, got up and came to the door, and the sky was overcast outside, and it even rained lightly.

"Brother, this girl's identity is not ordinary?"

Song Qian walked over and asked in a low voice.

She is not stupid, the elder brother's attitude towards this girl does not like infatuation, and it doesn't seem to have any deep friendship, but she is still willing to help, and eighty percent of the other party's identity is not ordinary.

Song Xuan bowed slightly, "Well, there is a good father!" ”

"Got it!"

The corner of Song Qian's eyes glanced at Huang Rong who was concentrating on painting, this girl is not very old, but her martial arts are not weak, and her brother said that she is very good, and eighty percent of them are the eldest lady from a certain martial arts family.

Half an hour later, Huang Rong put down the brush, got up and stretched, "Song Shaoxia, can you see if this is okay?" ”

Song Xuan stepped forward to take a look, and saw lifelike portraits appearing on the paper, and couldn't help but nod in approval: "I didn't expect the girl to have good painting skills, with these portraits, the difficulty has been reduced a lot." ”

He flipped through it casually, and when he turned to the last piece of rice paper, he looked pale and looked at it with some surprise.

But seeing that at the top of the paper, an extremely powerful martial art was written, and from beginning to end, Song Xuan subconsciously raised his hand and practiced it in the room.

But seeing Song Xuan's five fingers sticking out, there was a trace of cold qi lingering on his fingers, and as the true qi continued to swim on his fingers, a huge claw phantom that looked extremely sharp appeared out of thin air.

With the appearance of this phantom, in the martial arts column of Song Xuan's attribute panel, there is an additional innate level martial art - the Nine Yin Divine Claw!

"You're amazing!"

Huang Rong's delicate and agile face showed a look of disbelief, "I learned this martial art at the beginning, but it took a long time.

Even my father took half a year to fully grasp it, and you can understand the essence of it just by reading it once? ”

Song Xuan smiled, this is the effect brought about by the three initiates of the spirit and spirit in the first twenty years, and the foundation of the Pure Yang Wuji Boy Gong is solid.

In addition to the substantial increase in strength, the most obvious effect is that his comprehension has also been greatly improved.

For him now, he always said that he could comprehend ordinary innate level martial arts by simply watching them and pondering them carefully.

Raising his hand, the Nine Yin Divine Claw phantom in the void seemed to turn into a spark in the sky and disappeared in mid-air, Song Xuan turned his head to look at Huang Rong.

"I said that I would help you, you don't need to come up with such a martial art."

Huang Rong shook her head and said, "You're a good person, but I don't like to owe favors!" You help me find someone, I'll exchange martial arts with you, let's clear the two, no one owes anyone! ”

"It's good!"

Song Xuan naturally didn't care about whether he was clear or not, just looking for a few people, he could get a good martial art, and he would like to come a few more times for such a good thing.

Roll up the rice paper with the secret book of the Nine Yin Divine Claws, and Song Xuan naturally handed it to Song Qian.

"This claw skill is good, if you are interested, you can practice, there is no harm in having more life-saving skills."

Song Qian took it with a smile, and glanced at Huang Rong a little provocatively: See, I have a brother, do you have one?

Huang Rong's face was incredible, and then a look of envy appeared.

During this period of walking in the rivers and lakes, she was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of human feelings, not to mention the high-level martial arts of the Nine Yin Divine Claw, even if it was for an ordinary exercise that could cultivate internal strength, it was not uncommon for brothers to kill each other, father and son fighting.

Even if he is his father, he has a lot of martial arts in his hands, but in addition to his own daughter, he is also very defensive against his disciples.

The martial arts in the Nine Yin True Scripture have no intention of passing them on to other disciples at all.

"You brothers and sisters have such a good relationship!"

Huang Rong is really envious, she has had no brothers and sisters since she was a child, and since the death of her mother, the relationship between her and her father has also been stumbling, always arguing without moving.

If there is a brother at home who protects her like this, she doesn't need to run away from home angrily because of a quarrel with her father!

Song Qian smiled proudly, and then hugged the portraits painted by Huang Rong in her arms very interestingly, "I'll arrange for the people below to start acting, if you're lucky, maybe you can find the person you are looking for in these two days!" ”

Taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, although this martial arts was given to him by his brother, Song Qian's impression of Huang Rong is very good, and she doesn't mind finding a few people for her.

Seeing Song Qian leave, only Song Xuan and Huang Rong were left in the room.

Seeing Song Xuan's tall and handsome figure, Huang Nuxia's heartbeat suddenly accelerated for no reason.

"If Miss Huang is tired, you can go to the West Wing to make do with it for one night."

Song Xuan sat at the desk, picked up the brush and continued to write a work diary, this kind of case of rebellion must be reported to the imperial capital after all.

"Ahh Oh that, I'm not sleepy, I've been lying in your bed for half the night before......"

As she spoke, her face flushed slightly, and her hands were behind her back, making herself look as natural as possible.

"Well, I don't have anything to do, or I'll help you study ink, right?"

Song Xuan replied casually, "It's okay!" ”

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