Just when Song Qingshu didn't know what to do, Li Qingluo in her arms suddenly moved, only to see her raise her hand and sweep her sleeve, Mu Wanqing felt that her wrist was numb, and she could no longer hold the short sword in her hand, and fell to the ground with a clatter. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This should be the legendary cold sleeve brush point of the Loose Sect. Song Qingshu nodded secretly, this move is really clever, of course, because Li Qingluo is seriously injured and weak, this move will not cause any harm to Mu Wanqing, so he is so leisurely.

Mu Wanqing's whole person was stunned for a moment, in her heart, she had always thought that the other party was just a pampered aristocratic lady, how did she know that she actually had such a brilliant martial arts?

If she had known in advance, how could she have gone to Mantuo Mountain Villa to assassinate the other party three or four times.

"You're not my opponent, let's let Qin Hongmian come in person. Li Qingluo forcibly mentioned her true qi, and now she was obviously uncomfortable, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

"Qin Hongmian also has such a brilliant martial arts as you?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that Duan Zhengchun was really a heifer handstand-awesome - the sky was overwhelmed, and every girl in the bubble was not only beautiful and fragrant, but also so fierce.

Li Qingluo shook her head slightly: "I'm not very sure about this, it's just that her nickname is Shura Knife, and her martial arts are not too bad." ”

"Huh?" Song Qingshu was simply a five-body surrender to this reason, it turned out that her dignified White Lotus Holy Mother actually judged the strength of the other party based on her nickname.

"Song Lang, do you want to help me or help her?" Mu Wanqing finally came to her senses and realized that she still had the trump card of her lover, no matter how high Li Qingluo's martial arts were, could she be as high as Song Qingshu? Not to mention that she was still injured.

"Well, of course, to help you. Song Qingshu said without hesitation.

"Well, then you can kill her for me now. Mu Wanqing bit her lip and said.

Song Qingshu looked down at the beauty in his arms, only to see that her eyes were indifferent, hesitated for a moment, put her on the side of the flower bed and sat down, and he ran over to pull Mu Wanqing down to the other side: "Wanqing, the reason why I saved her is actually because of my difficulties." ”

"What can you worry about!" Mu Wanqing stared at the other party's exaggerated figure and said angrily.

Song Qingshu was also a little embarrassed, after all, he still judged people by his appearance to a large extent, if this White Lotus Mother looked like a sow, even if her identity was very useful, how could he take such a big risk to save her?

However, he was also thick-skinned, and said without blushing and without a heartbeat: "You said just now that I don't know her identity, but in fact, you haven't figured out her identity." ”

"Isn't she the Lady Wang of Mantuo Villa?" asked Mu Wanqing with a puzzled expression.

"Ahem, of course she is Mrs. Wang, but this is only one of her identities, if you think about it carefully, do you think Mrs. Wang can have such a clever martial arts?" Song Qingshu hurriedly explained.

"No, you can't. Mu Wanqing shook her head, she had actually thought very clearly, if her mother really knew that her martial arts were so high, she would never send herself to death, so even her mother, who had been friends with her for decades, didn't know that Mrs. Wang knew martial arts, which showed how deeply the other party hid it.

"Because she is the Holy Mother of the White Lotus Sect. Song Qingshu then threw out a bombshell.

"What?" Mu Wanqing walked the rivers and lakes, naturally knowing what kind of existence the White Lotus Holy Mother was, and the black Dao giant, who was as famous as the sect leader of the Ming Sect and the sect leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, how could she provoke her with this kind of martial arts?

"Wanqing, you also know the current situation of the Golden Snake Camp and how valuable the White Lotus Holy Mother is, so I spent so much effort to save her......"

Song Qingshu wanted to say something, Mu Wanqing hurriedly pressed her finger on his mouth: "Don't worry, how can I be the kind of woman who doesn't care about the overall situation, my personal grudge with her is small, and your business is more important." ”

Seeing Mu Wanqing's pure eyes, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a burst of guilt, feeling that he was a little unworthy of her unreserved love, and had mixed feelings in his heart, so he hugged her in his arms and said affectionately in her ear: "Wanqing, no matter whether your father is the prince of Dali or the general of Western Xia, I must marry you!"

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing suddenly felt that all the grievances she had suffered were nothing, and she subconsciously hugged the man in front of her tightly.

"Don't you feel disgusting in broad daylight?" Li Qingluo, who was not far away, suddenly spoke.

Mu Wanqing's face was flushed with shame suddenly, and she pushed Song Qingshu away, and ran back to her house with a cigarette.

Seeing her suddenly revealing little daughter's posture, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile, and hurriedly said to her back: "I'll deal with her injuries first, and then come to you after I deal with it." He was only answered by a slam on the door.

"Looks like you're not very attractive. Li Qingluo sneered beside her.

"Of course a woman like you can't understand what it means to be a lover," Song Qingshu was in a good mood at the moment, "I kindly remind you, I'm very charming, don't accidentally fall in love with me in the future." ”

"I'm going to fall in love with you?" Li Qingluo glanced at him with disdain, "I don't pee on myself." ”

"I look in the mirror every day and I'm sure I'm attractive. Song Qingshu didn't care about her ridicule, "It's you, don't talk too much." ”

"Boring. Li Qingluo rolled her eyes and ignored him anymore, if she had met such a man on weekdays, she would have used it as flower fertilizer a long time ago.

"Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, uncle, and I don't have the same knowledge as you. Song Qingshu stepped forward and hugged her horizontally.

Li Qingluo finally lost her face: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course, I'm dealing with your internal injuries, I don't want to save a dead White Lotus Mother back. Song Qingha smiled, and then carried her into another room, with the experience of the past, how dare he be next door to Mu Wanqing and Cheng Yaojia, fortunately, this garden is big enough, and there are enough empty rooms, he deliberately found a room far away from Mu Wanqing's residence.

"Thank you. When she realized that the other party was really healing herself, Li Qingluo couldn't help but whisper.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I didn't save you for nothing. "Song Qingshu was originally going to negotiate a deal with her first, but Li Qingluo is now more and more injured, plus the forced use of force just now, if she is not treated in time, I am afraid that the Holy Mother of the White Lotus will become the White Lotus Ghost Mother, so I can only save her first.

However, Song Qingshu is not a fool, it is impossible for her to recover her strength so easily, so he only initially stabilized the injuries in her body, and planned to stop.

But at this moment, the change rose sharply, and Song Qingshu suddenly felt a huge suction force coming from Li Qingluo's body, and his internal force immediately surged out uncontrollably.