Huang Rong listened to the straightforward and obscene whistling around her, and her heart suddenly felt ashamed and angry, and at this time she suddenly realized that although Song Qingshu was sometimes the same...... It's so frivolous than her, but it seems to feel much better than the vulgarity and obscenity of these people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Turn your face and let my brother take a look. Seeing that Huang Rong had been standing still, the guard was suddenly a little dissatisfied, and walked directly in front of her.

When he saw her appearance, the guard was stunned at first, and then shocked, it turned out that although Song Qingshu's rough version of the disguise was somewhat similar, it definitely couldn't stand the scrutiny of acquaintances, the guard obviously recognized that she was not the previous palace maid, and his hand instantly pressed on the waist knife, and his mouth opened and subconsciously wanted to shout.

At this moment, Song Qingshu suddenly stood in front of Huang Rong and looked at him with a smile: "What happened?"

The guard was stunned, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and the hand pressing on the hilt of the knife gradually loosened: "No...... It's okay, let's go. ”

Song Qingshu smiled faintly, gave Huang Rong a color, and the two of them left the courtyard one after the other, and when they turned a long corridor, Song Qingshu put his arm around her waist and quickly moved around the palace.

It wasn't until he came to a relatively safe place that Song Qingshu put down the beautiful woman in his arms and said gently, "Okay, it's okay now." ”

Huang Rong's face was slightly red, and she brushed the hair that slipped from her ears a little unnaturally: "You performed the Great Soul Shifting Law just now?"

"yes, I don't want to clash with those guards head-on, so I have to do it. Song Qingshu shrugged.

Huang Rong was secretly frightened, at that moment, Song Qingshu controlled the mind of a guard with strong martial arts, and his soul transfer method was really different from her.

"In the future, you are not allowed to use the Great Soul Shifting Law on me!" Huang Rong glared at Song Qingshu with a fierce expression, and there was an inexplicable fear in her heart.

Song Qingshu smiled: "It depends on the situation, if you annoy me, I will cast a soul transfer method on you, so that you will love me for the rest of your life, and be my slave, doing something without shame and irritability in bed every day...... Hey, the more you talk about it, the more you feel it. ”

"You bastard!" Huang Rong was so angry that she grabbed the hairpin on her head and threw it at him.

Song Qingshu dodged with a slight flash, and laughed: "Okay, okay, take off the palace maid's clothes and let's go back to the martial arts hall, maybe the winner will be decided at this time." ”

Huang Rong gritted her teeth, knowing that she was not out of danger now, so she had to take off the palace maid's clothes outside according to his instructions, revealing the clothes of the attendants she had worn before.

Song Qingshu stared at her for a long time, then walked over and pulled up her messy hair, and then took out a hat to cover her full head: "Well, this should be about the same." ”

"Will this be recognized?" Huang Rong pulled the lower edge of her hat and asked with some humility, the other party's hand stroked her hair just now, and the touch was still a little palpitating.

"Don't worry, even if Brother Guo comes, he won't recognize you now. Song Qingshu smiled, took her hand and walked in the direction of the martial arts hall.

Song Qingshu regained his original appearance, because he was now a nobleman, and the guards did not dare to stop him, and the entourage following him naturally would not attract attention.

At this time, the competition was already white-hot, and everyone's attention in the field was attracted, but no one noticed the arrival of Song Qingshu and the others.

Returning to his position and sitting down, Song Qingshu arranged for Huang Rong to stand behind him, and at the same time quietly transmitted the secret voice: "First wronged you to stand here for a while, and when the game is over, when the civil and military officials leave the palace, I will take the opportunity to take you out." ”

"Hmm. Huang Rong hummed imperceptibly, although her physical strength has weakened after she became pregnant, but just now Song Qingshu has unlocked the prohibition in her body, and now she has recovered her internal strength, and she can support it by standing like this for a while.

Seeing that she had no problem, Song Qingshu's attention returned to the two of them, and it could be seen that Murong Fu had already played at a super level, and the essence of the swordsmanship of various sects and factions was used by him from time to time, and the connection between the sword moves and the sword moves could be regarded as natural, but it was a pity that Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords were too magical, the more extraordinary Murong Fu played, the more exquisite the Dugu Nine Swords became, and the audience with some eyesight around them were amazed at the high swordsmanship of the two, which was really rare in the world.

Han Yanxuan saw Song Qingshu come back and say hello to him, and at this time, seeing that Murong Fu was gradually being forced to be embarrassed, he became more and more happy, and leaned over and whispered to Song Qingshu: "Before, I asked Tiande to show weakness to the enemy, at the beginning Murong Fu's attack was like a storm, and Jia Yidao's eyebrows danced;

Song Qingshu looked over at Jia Nidao when he heard this, and found that his face was really sinking like water, and the King of Beijing on the side seemed to be explaining something to him, and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

After saying a few words to Song Qingshu, Han Yanxuan sat up straight and began to communicate quietly with other friends around him, while Huang Rong took the opportunity to whisper to Song Qingshu: "Hmph, if Brother Jing is here, these two are not his opponents." ”

"Not necessarily. Song Qingshu was noncommittal, Guo Jing should have no problem beating Murong Fu, but Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords were too wonderful, and with the Yi Jin Sutra and the Star Absorbing Great Law, Guo Jing might not be able to defeat him.

At this moment, there was an exclamation in the field, it turned out that Ling Hu Chong and Murong Fu's swords intersected, and he picked up the long sword in the opponent's hand at an unexpected angle.

"Win!" Han Yanxuan stroked his palms and laughed, just about to stand up.

Song Qingshu frowned secretly: "Not necessarily!"

Han Yan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "According to the intelligence, Murong Fu is best at swordsmanship, and now that the sword has been taken off, is he still relying on not admitting defeat?"

Song Qingshu didn't answer, just pouted and motioned for him to look at it himself, Han Yanxuan looked at it with confusion, and his eyes widened instantly. It turned out that after Murong Fu's long sword was knocked away, not only did he not have the slightest look of frustration, but his palms flew like flying, and he counterattacked towards Ling Hu Chong.

After Ling Hu Chong knocked out the opponent's long sword, he originally thought that the dust had settled, and subconsciously relaxed a little, who knew that the opponent's palm power was surging like a stormy wave, and the power was even above the swordsmanship he had used before! In a hurry, he dealt with it quite awkwardly, if it weren't for his extremely clever fighting instinct, I am afraid that he would have been injured by the opponent several times.

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending?" Huang Rong blurted out, her eyes full of shock.

"Yes, it is indeed the eighteen palms of the dragon. Song Qingshu nodded, among the nine swords of Dugu, Ling Hu Chong was the best at breaking the sword, and now in the face of the same martial arts mastery of the eighteen palms of the dragon, he was a little unable to use it, and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"How could he be a beggar gang outstanding?" Huang Rong was shocked, you must know that the eighteen palms of the dragon descending and the dog-beating stick method are the secrets of the previous beggar gangs, and often only a few gang leaders and elders can do it, could it be that the Gusu Murong family really knows the world's martial arts as rumored?

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I taught." ”

"You taught?" Huang Rong was even more shocked.

Song Qingshu stopped talking, and the scene of teaching Murong Fu to descend the dragon eighteen palms came to his mind, it turned out that the meridians were broken when he first crossed, and he was finally able to change his life against the sky, and Murong Fu had a lot of help in it. It's a pity that the two gradually took different paths, and even began to oppose each other, in order to break the kindness of the year, Song Qingshu helped Murong Fu several times, and even gave him the secret book of "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon" in the end.

Seeing Song Qingshu's unfathomable appearance, Huang Rong sighed secretly, Brother Jing is a peerless student, among which the most important are "Nine Yin True Scripture" and "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon" Song Qingshu, but these two martial arts are not the most important martial arts of Song Qingshu, which shows how big the gap between the two sides is......

"Qingshu, you see that Tiande is okay, right?" Han Yanxuan was still laughing at Jia Yidao just now, but it turned out that it was his turn at this time, and he was also worried on his face, after all, the victory and defeat this time had too much impact on the two of them.

Song Qingshu looked at it for a while and replied, "Murong Fu's chance of victory lies in suddenly using the Eighteen Palms Order to Descend the Dragon...... Wu Tiande was caught off guard, but unfortunately he failed to turn his advantage into a victory, and when Wu Tiande eased up, he was afraid that he would not be far from defeat. ”

Hearing him say this, Han Yanxuan breathed a sigh of relief slightly: "Since Yiqingshu's martial arts say so, then it must be fine." ”

At this time, Huang Rong was also staring closely at the competition in the field, because he was used to seeing the eighteen palms of the dragon descending envoys of Hong Qigong and Guo Jing, and then looked at Murong Fu's no matter how he looked at it, he felt that something was wrong, his moves were too fast, and he was too particular about the tricks of his moves.

At the beginning, she heard her husband mention that the essence of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending lies in the palm power rather than the tricks, and the palm power must be fast and slow before it can be called a great success, Murong Fu's desire for speed is obviously astray.

At this moment, hearing Song Qingshu's answer to Han Yanxuan, Huang Rong had to secretly admire the other party's eyesight, you must know that she was too familiar with the eighteen palms of the dragon descending so that she faintly felt that Murong Fu was going to lose, and the other party only glanced at it and made a categorical judgment, and her vision was really vicious.

Sure enough, not long after Song Qingshu's words fell, Ling Hu Chong found that Murong Fu's palm technique began to repeat, and keenly grasped the flaw in it, and the sword in his hand came first from an impossible angle like a flying immortal outside the sky, and reached Murong Fu's throat.

Murong Fu's body froze instantly, his face was instantly embarrassed to the extreme, the long sword in his hand was knocked down before, it can be said that he did it intentionally, and now that the key point is controlled, as long as the opponent's long sword is an inch further, he will be splashed with blood on the spot, even if it is a three-year-old child, he can see who wins and who loses.

"The victory and defeat have been decided, please stop!" Ding Dian, who was signaled by Zhao Gou, said loudly as a royal weapon.

Hearing this, Ling Hu Chong withdrew his long sword, arched his hand and said, "Accept!"