The black-clothed man's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and as soon as his footsteps shifted direction, the whole person rushed towards Song Qingshu like a cannonball out of the chamber.

"Light skill is so good?" Song Qingshu's eyes froze, and he hurriedly pushed Bing Xue'er aside to prevent her from being accidentally injured by the two of them.

The light skills of this man in black are not to take the elegant and light route, but the kind of arrogant and straightforward, in Song Qingshu's opinion, it is not so much that he is good at light skills, but that he is fast.

As soon as Song Qingshu pushed away Bingxue'er, the man in black attacked in front of him, and the previous competition with Xiao Feng made Song Qingshu understand the true meaning of the eighteen palms of the dragon, so he directly raised his palms to greet him, and did not sacrifice the wooden sword.

Between the lightning and flint, the two have already exchanged more than a dozen moves, Song Qingshu is more and more frightened, the other party should be deliberately concealing his own martial arts, and the moves used are all the most common martial arts on the rivers and lakes, but despite this, it is good not to fall behind against his own eighteen palms of dragon descending.

A hint of discoloration also flashed on the face of the man in black, he didn't expect that the opponent who used to be killed casually in seconds could now be equal to himself?

The two of them are very outstanding, their figures flash in mid-air, once they make contact, they are not as earth-shattering as they imagined, but they are plain and silent.

Song Qingshu had already understood at this time, although the opponent's moves were ordinary, he used an extremely clever unloading technique, and most of the efforts in his palm were unloaded into the air by the other party, so it was naturally difficult to hurt the other party.

The man in black was also secretly frightened, the best efforts on Song Qingshu's palm flickered and spitted, strong and weak, and he was also very uncomfortable to move, if he hadn't practiced the divine skills in the sect to perfection, if he didn't pay attention, he would be seriously injured by the other party's random change of strength.

Song Qingshu suddenly remembered a martial art, and couldn't help but exclaim: "The great shift of the universe is you!"

The man in black sighed secretly, understanding that Song Qingshu's martial arts were no longer under him, and it might be difficult to take his life, he didn't want to be consumed here, so he snorted, and his figure flashed and attacked Bingxue'er.

Bing Xue'er was watching the battle intently, hesitating whether to help Song Qingshu. Seeing the man in black attacking him, he danced the silver bell and golden lock to hit him with the acupoints on his body.

The man in black stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly on the ribbon, Bing Xue Er suddenly felt that all his strength was in the air, and he was slightly injured in an instant, but after this delay, Song Qingshu had already arrived in time.

How do you know that the man in black attacked Bingxue'er for nothing, and took the opportunity to leave the battlefield as a reality. With the power of the anti-shock with Song Qingshu's palm, he flew back quickly, and when he passed by Miao Renfeng, a palm was imprinted on his chest, causing him to spurt blood.

Song Qingshu was immediately furious, and when he saw that he was about to kidnap Miao Ruolan, he immediately sacrificed his wooden sword and shot away.

Feeling the fierce sword aura behind him, the man in black understood that if he continued to hold Miao Ruolan hostage, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured on the spot, so he hurriedly turned around to parry and shook Song Qingshu's wooden sword with one palm.

"Huh?"

Looking at the beads of blood that slipped from his fingers, the man in black lost his mind for a moment, and his body moved, and he soon disappeared into the distant woods.

Song Qingshu forgot about his back with a solemn expression, and did not catch up. The fight just now made him realize the opponent's martial arts attainments, and understood that he was not sure of winning the opponent's victory.

What's more, now that Miao Renfeng is dying, he can't just leave his father and daughter like this.

"Daddy!" As soon as she got out of trouble, Miao Ruolan pounced on Miao Renfeng, who was lying in a pool of blood.

"Lan'er. Seeing that her daughter was safe, a gleam of relief flashed in Miao Renfeng's eyes.

Song Qingshu came to Miao Renfeng's side, took out a snow ginseng jade toad pill from his arms and asked him to take it, seeing Miao Renfeng's gradually ruddy cheeks, he secretly sighed in his heart: The snow ginseng jade toad pill can only make him return to the light, just now Zhang Wuji's palm has broken his heart, and Da Luo Jinxian can't save him when he is alive.

Miao Renfeng has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, so he naturally knows his injuries, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect Miao to need your help." ”

Song Qingshu said lightly: "If it weren't for my sister-in-law begging for me, I wouldn't have saved you." ”

Bing Xue Er glanced at him with disgust, looked at Miao Renfeng with concern and asked, "Brother Miao, don't listen to his nonsense, he is like this, his face is cold and his heart is hot." ”

Miao Renfeng's limit was approaching, and he saw it, and he didn't want to argue, so he smiled sadly: "Mrs. Hu, for the sake of the old feelings, can you promise Miao a certain thing?"

Watching the end of a generation of heroes, Bing Xue'er sighed faintly: "Brother Miao, just say it." ”

Miao Renfeng took her daughter's hand and pulled her to Bingxue'er: "I want to ask you to send her to her mother." ”

"But her mother has already ......" Bing Xue'er stopped talking, worried about revealing Miao Renfeng's scars, so she didn't finish. In her opinion, Nanlan ruthlessly abandoned her husband and daughter back then, and would rather watch her daughter cry heartbreakingly in the merchant fort, and resolutely followed Tian Guinong. In addition, Tian Guinong also has a daughter of his own, so Miao Ruolan may not be a good choice to go to her.

Miao Renfeng knew what she wanted to say, and a trace of pain and loneliness flashed on her face: "Lan'er is her biological daughter after all, she will take good care of Lan'er." ”

Seeing that Miao Renfeng insisted, Bing Xue Er was inconvenient to say anything. On the contrary, Song Qingshu on the other side had a strange face, thinking that she would have to be careful to hide Bing Xue'er in the future, if she knew that she was bullying Nanlan as a plaything, I am afraid that she would really turn her face with herself.

As for Miao Renfeng, he didn't feel guilty, anyway, Nanlan was no longer her wife, and he could be regarded as avenging his hatred for taking his wife by doing that......

"Brother Miao, why did that person kill you?" Bing Xue'er's face was full of worry and puzzlement.

"Because ......" Miao Renfeng was about to speak, but suddenly glanced at Song Qingshu in fear and kept silent.

Noticing his small movements, Song Qingshu sneered: "Isn't it just the treasure of the king, I don't know about that place." He believes that with Zhang Wuji's status and status, he should not do some meaningless things, what Miao Renfeng can plot, martial arts and swordsmanship or something, Zhang Wuji will definitely not be able to look down on it, so there is only one treasure left.

"Mrs. Hu, are you worthy of a knife like this!" Miao Renfeng suddenly glared at Bing Xue'er, his heart was anxious, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Bing Xue Er waved her hand anxiously and said aggrievedly: "I didn't sue him. ”

Seeing that Bing Xue'er had been wronged many times, Song Qingshu said angrily: "There is not only one sister-in-law in the world who knows about the king's treasure, haven't you thought that it was the one who sued me?"

He deliberately mentioned Nanlan ambiguously, and Miao Renfeng's expression really changed: "Why would she sue you for this?"

"Take your time and guess for yourself. Song Qingshu smiled faintly, he didn't mean to be angry, but he couldn't get used to him bullying Bing Xue'er with a tone of lesson every time.