Chapter 627: Sparks Fly

"Huh?" As soon as Zhang Sanfeng's fingers caught Ren Yingying's pulse, he was startled by the cold air in her meridians, "Whose true qi is so vicious?"

Ah Zi hurriedly said: "This girl was accidentally injured by my little junior brother, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Although she grew up in the Western Regions, Zhang Sanfeng's name is still like thunder, I heard that Ren Yingying is Zhang Sanfeng's granddaughter-in-law, Ah Zi was worried that Zhang Sanfeng would split You Tanzhi in anger.

Seeing that the fairy in his heart actually relieved himself, You Tan's eyes suddenly moistened, and he secretly swore in his heart: In this life and this life, I will definitely protect Miss Ah Zi and let her not be wronged at all!

It's a pity that how did he know that Ah Zi didn't care about his life and death, but was worried that after he died, it would not be so easy to find such an obedient minion......

"Miss Ren, is this really the case?" Zhang Sanfeng asked with a suspicious look at Ren Yingying.

Ren Yingying frowned slightly, quietly glanced at Song Qingshu, and subconsciously hummed: "It's really just a misunderstanding." She saw that Ah Zi had been subdued by Song Qingshu, You Tanzhi listened to Ah Zi's words again, and You Tanzhi was also on the same front as Song Qingshu, just now the other party has been helping her, but now it is not good to cross the river and tear down the bridge, and cut off a potential help from him.

Seeing that Ren Yingying didn't pursue it, Zhang Sanfeng bowed slightly, and didn't ask anymore, but continued to investigate the cold poison in her body, and soon sighed again: "The cold poison in your body is extremely domineering, if it weren't for the fact that someone didn't hesitate to lose the true yuan to protect the meridians for you before, now I'm afraid that the cold poison has invaded your top door, heart and dantian, and at that time, the cold poison in your body will definitely not be able to be solved by external forces." ”

Zhang Wuji was in the palm of the Xuanming God when he was a child, and Zhang Sanfeng exhausted his efforts to treat cold poison for him, and his understanding of cold poison was naturally a little more than ordinary people. At the beginning, Zhang Wuji was invaded by the cold poison into the top door, heart and dantian, so that with Zhang Sanfeng's century-old skills, he couldn't suck out the cold poison in his body at all, so he had to go to Shaolin alone to ask for "Jiuyang Divine Skill", hoping that Zhang Wuji would practice "Jiuyang Divine Skill" by himself, and use the true qi of Gang Zhiyang to force out the cold poison by himself.

"Ah?" Ren Yingying exclaimed, since Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation is like this, there will never be a mistake, although she was grateful to the mysterious person for rescuing her, but she will inevitably have a conjecture in her heart, the other party has been holding her like this, maybe she has the idea of taking advantage, and then she understands that the person is really just to save herself, and there is no evil thought.

Thinking that she had misunderstood the other party, Ren Yingying couldn't help but give Song Qingshu an apologetic look.

Noticing Ren Yingying's gaze, Zhang Sanfeng also looked at Song Qingshu and couldn't help but praise: "On the one hand, we have to suppress the domineering cold poison in Yingying's body, and on the other hand, we have to deal with the top masters in the martial arts, and the skill of the respected driver is really unfathomable." ”

Song Qingshu was in a cold sweat, thinking that with the seniority of the two, how could I be worthy of such an honorific title as Zhang Sanfeng, so he hurriedly saluted and said, "The younger generation has seen Zhang Zhenren. He hesitated in his heart, not knowing whether he should tell his true face, but because of the incident at the lion slaughtering conference, he subconsciously resisted the Wudang faction in his heart, hesitated for a while, and still didn't say anything after all.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled loudly: "Little layman doesn't have to be polite, speaking of which is poor, thank you for saving Yingying, she is the future daughter-in-law of our Wudang faction." ”

Ren Yingying was ashamed and embarrassed, but her real relationship with Song Qingshu was difficult to explain, so she had to sulk there alone.

Song Qingshu also looked weird, so he had to say: "Then I will bother Zhang Zhenren to suppress the cold poison for the girl, and the younger generation will have to fight with this Xuzhu master." ”

"It's nature. Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, the purple qi in his body moved with his thoughts, and a majestic and mellow true qi entered Ren Yingying's meridians, and wherever he passed, the cold poison was suddenly like the first melting of ice and snow, and it dissipated one after another.

Ren Yingying gritted her teeth, and suddenly said: "Zhang Zhenren is a half-immortal figure in the martial arts, even my father can only perform the gift of a disciple when he sees a real person, if Yingying lets the real person personally heal my injuries, this ...... Isn't this a long life? Let my friend detoxify me. ”

At this point, the people around were stunned, and even Song Qingshu was surprised, although she was polite, but no one present was a person-like person, and they all felt the abnormality in her words, and it seemed that ...... It seems that he is unwilling to have too much to do with the Wudang faction.

"This ......" Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, he noticed that Ren Yingying had a strange affection for this mysterious person in the mask, and his heart was suddenly a little unhappy, after all, she was already Song Qingshu's fiancée in name, but at this time she was ambiguous with other men......

"Another demon girl from the Demon Sect. Zhang Sanfeng sighed secretly, he didn't take the distinction between good and evil so seriously, but he didn't expect that his favorite disciple Zhang Cuishan fell in love with Yin Susu of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, which made Yu Daiyan crippled, Zhang Cuishan killed himself, and the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, and it was inevitable that he had no good impression of the people in the Demon Sect while being sad.

However, after all, Zhang Sanfeng is a character who has lived for a hundred years, and his mind quickly became open-minded: This little girl dares to take the initiative to show her true intentions in front of me, it seems that her marriage with Qingshu may be involuntarily, a demon woman, really dare to love and hate, if I had such courage back then......

Touching the pair of Shaolin iron arhats in his arms, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but recall an old incident in his youth, but he had a trace of admiration for Ren Yingying in his heart.

"Since this is the case, then the poor road will not be overstepping. Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gently pushed, and Ren Yingying's whole person returned to Song Qingshu's arms.

"...... you" Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, and was stunned.

"Shhhhhh Ren Yingyingying's lips opened slightly, and she quietly spoke to him.

Although Song Qingshu didn't know what she meant, she didn't continue to ask, thinking that if the cold poison in her body was not suppressed by external force for a long time, I was afraid that it would be even more serious when she made a comeback, so she hurriedly removed the cold poison for her.

"This man, what's the ...... Why do you put your hand on someone's lower abdomen again!" Ren Yingying's face was flushed, and she almost stomped her feet with shame.

Song Qingshu was just out of habit, and after putting it up, he suddenly noticed the strange gaze of everyone, including Zhang Sanfeng, and only then did he react, but he already had some reckless genes in his bones, and then thought that Ren Yingying was his fiancée, so he gave up his plan to withdraw his hand.

"Is the donor still comparable?" Seeing that Song Qingshu actually began to treat Ren Yingying with cold poison, Xuzhu couldn't help frowning, if it weren't for Zhang Sanfeng on the side, he might have rushed over a long time ago.

Seeing that Song Qingshu naturally put his hand on Ren Yingying's private place, but Ren Yingying did not have the slightest intention of being angry, Zhang Sanfeng sighed in his heart: Sure enough, it is okay, the poor road is good to the end.

"This layman is healing the injuries of Miss Ren, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to use force, can the three masters give Poor Dao a thin face, and leave today's matter for the time being?"

Xuzhu's expression was awe-inspiring, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at Fang Zheng Xuancheng, although his martial arts were high, but after all, his seniority in the temple was too low, and when he went out, he naturally had to follow the meaning of the two.

"This ......" Master Fang Zheng looked embarrassed, "If it is something else, Zhang Zhenren will open his mouth, and he will obey his fate, but this time it is related to Yi ......"

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Cheng interrupted halfway: "The poor monk practices the seventy-two Shaolin stunts in the temple on weekdays, and there are many puzzles, so I have long wanted to ask Zhang Zhenren for advice, but unfortunately the real person has been in retreat for many years. Today, I am fortunate to meet a real person, and I hope that the real person will not hesitate to solve his doubts. ”

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly stunned, thinking that you have doubts about learning the seventy-two stunts, don't ask the monks in the temple, ask me what are you doing? But he quickly reacted, the other party was sarcastic that he had been a traitor to Shaolin in the past, and he had secretly learned the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, so that he had created a huge Wudang faction.