"Isn't Your Excellency a self-proclaimed miracle doctor in the world, why don't you even know this?" Zhao Min said sarcastically, if it was an ordinary method, it would not be a big deal to sue him, but Song Qingshu's method was too ashamed to speak, how could Zhao Min say it to outsiders.

"This ......" Ping Yiyi pondered, and muttered to himself, "Tianshan Snow Lotus, thousand-year-old ginseng, can only temporarily continue life, it is impossible to cure this girl, Hu Qingniu is dead, Xue Muhua and ...... He and the Poison Hand Medicine King should be able to save her, but how can Song Qingshu be able to save her? I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, huh? Could it be that he also learned the Dali Duan style one yang finger, and he didn't hesitate to lose his skills for several years to save this girl?"

Zhao Min didn't care what he was talking about, but looked at the direction in which Song Qingshu disappeared, with a worried face, she just said that it didn't matter if Song Qingshu couldn't kill Murong Fu, her agreement to use his method to treat her injuries was just a pretext, first, to reduce Song Qingshu's pressure, and secondly, to make Ping point suspicious, and inevitably cast a mouse.

Song Qingshu also sighed faintly on the way to the broken temple thirty miles away, how could he not understand that Zhao Min's words just now were just an expedient measure, and she was afraid that she would rather die than let herself save her in that way.

It's not enough to kill Murong Fu for Zhao Min, it's also absolutely impossible, if it's not Zhao Min, but Xia Qingqing, Shuang'er and others, they are forced to be helpless, Song Qingshu may really kill Murong Fu with a clear conscience.

After all, although the promise is heavy, it is not as important as the people closest to you. Although he had a good impression of Zhao Min in his previous life, Zhao Min is just an enemy woman, why should he pay so much for her.

As for Murong Fu, not to mention the status of the Murong family in the rivers and lakes and the Southern Song Dynasty, with his help in the past, he could learn the divine scriptures, so he refused to kill him. On the surface, he promised to Ping Yizhi, but it was just a delaying strategy to let him save Zhao Min first.

Song Qingshu was actually very curious, why would he let himself kill him if Ping Yizhi had no relationship with Murong Fu's eight poles? It was definitely impossible to ask Ping Yizhi, but he could find clues from Murong Fu.

After not sleeping all night, coupled with rushing thousands of miles, Song Qingshu was inevitably a little tired, but now that the matter was important, he had to strengthen his spirit, fortunately, with Murong Fu's martial arts, he should not pose any threat to himself.

Thinking of Murong Fu's Dou Zhuan Xing, Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, then took out a mask from his arms and put it on, inferring from the original book that Murong Fu's qi was small, if he told him frankly, he might not cooperate with him to rescue Zhao Min, it would inevitably delay time, it was better to restrain him first and escort him to Ping Yizhi.

Of course, Song Qingshu actually intends to take this opportunity to try the magic of the famous "Dou Zhuan Xing Shifting" in the martial arts, which can be as famous as "Baishou Taixuan Sutra" and "Sunflower Treasure Book" in the mouth of the Poison Hand Medicine King.

"When a high-ranking person visits, why hide your head and show your tail. Song Qingshu hesitated slightly, and Murong Fu's clear voice came from the broken temple.

"It is worthy of being 'North Qiao Feng, South Murong', and when you stay down for a while, you will be perceived by Murong Gongzi. Song Qingshu smiled and strode towards the broken temple, but he was shocked in his heart, this Murong Fu's martial arts are much higher than he imagined.

In his previous life, Song Qingshu didn't understand that Murong Fu could still be on an equal footing with Qiao Feng in the early stage of "Tianlong Babu", but how did he know that in the middle of the game, Qiao Feng, Gu Mozhi and others were like abusing vegetables, and even together with the four generals in the later stage, he was not Duan Yanqing's opponent.

It's not that Duan Yanqing's martial arts are higher than Qiao Feng and Jiu Mozhi, but that Murong Fu himself has changed. The level of a person's martial arts does not depend only on his own theoretical skills, but also on his own mental strength.

If a person has a high spirit, he can often defeat several opponents of the same level, such as the Blood Knife Ancestor against Nan Siqi, and Xiao Feng against Murong Fu, Ding Chunqiu and You Tanzhi;

Murong Fu belongs to the latter situation, how high-spirited Nan Murong was in the early stage, so he was not afraid of Shangbei Qiao Feng at all, and he could still fight back and forth, but unfortunately it didn't take long for Gu Mozhi to bring him back to reality, and he kept fighting.

Until he was beaten by Duan Yu, a gentleman who usually doesn't pay attention to him at all, on Shaomu Mountain, it was absolutely unbearable for Murong Fu, who was arrogant and almost withdrawn, but the power of the six-vein divine sword made him doubt the martial arts of Gusu Murong, even if Murong Bo's dead ghost father showed the subtlety of the Shenhe finger in front of him, it did not completely dispel the shadow in his heart.

If a person even doubts his own martial arts, then it is difficult for his strength not to decline, because of this, Murong Fu's martial arts do not advance but retreat, and in the end, even joining forces with the family general is not the opponent of Duan Yanqing.

However, at this moment, Murong Fu's confidence seems to have not been hit much, and he is still the high-spirited "Nan Murong", no wonder Song Qingshu showed a slight flaw, and he noticed it.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Seeing Song Qingshu wearing a mask, Murong Fu was shocked, quietly grabbed the sword beside him, and said on guard.

Looking at it, Murong Fu's demeanor is still the same, he is still the handsome son of the family, but it is different from the past, he is not accompanied by Wang Yuyan, who is beautiful and fragrant, and without Wang Yuyan, he naturally has no reputation with the fart worm.

"Why isn't Murong Gongzi's cousin, who knows the world's martial arts, by his side?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.

Seeing him open his mouth and ask his cousin, a trace of green flashed on Murong Fu's face, the most taboo in his life was when his cousin pointed at the side, which made people only praise his cousin, and ignore him, Nan Murong.

"Don't worry about your excellency, my cousin is very good, I don't know what your Excellency is looking for me?"

Hearing the hostility in Murong Fu's tone, Song Qingshu smiled faintly: "It's not a big deal, I just want to borrow the master's head for everyone." ”

Murong Fu was shocked and angry: "Hehe, just because you also want to take my Murong Fu's life?"

"Murong Gongzi, there is a word of persuasion below. In the martial arts, the prestige of Gusu Murong is naturally great, but there are countless capable people in the rivers and lakes, and there are many people who are higher than Gongzi, but Gongzi is still cautious. Song Qingshu said lightly.

Murong Fu sneered: "Murong Fu naturally doesn't dare to claim to be invincible in the world, but even with Your Excellency, you dare to say that you want to take my life?"

"I'll know if I'm not ashamed to say it. As soon as the word "" fell, Song Qingshu had already attacked in front of Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was taken aback, and hurriedly swung his sword away, but he only found an afterimage, and he was shocked in his heart, and immediately felt a coercion coming from his shoulder. Fortunately, under the fame, Nan Murong was not in vain, his shoulders sank, and he used the Dou Zhuan Star Shift to turn Song Qingshu's strength away.

"Huh?" Song Qingshu looked at his hand, recalling that there was a soft force on Murong Fu's shoulder just now, and the force that pulled him was like hitting into a deep pool, and in an instant, his grasp turned invisible.

"Douzhuan Xingyi really lives up to its name. ”

"Your Excellency's light work is also very clever. Hearing Song Qingshu's exaggeration, Murong Fu was not happy at all, judging from Song Qingshu's ghostly body just now, he was probably the most dangerous enemy he had encountered in his life, holding the sword in front of him, looking at Song Qingshu calmly, not daring to be careless at all.

Song Qingshu was not busy attacking, but said: "I have always had a doubt in my heart, and I hope that Murong Gongzi will explain." He didn't wait for Murong to reply, and continued, "I have heard that Gu Su Murong Dou is extremely wonderful, and he is the best at returning the favor to his body in his own way, but there are so many martial arts in the world, could it be that your Murong family really knows the martial arts of the world, and at the same time, it is more clever than the enemy who has practiced a certain martial art for decades?"

Song Qingshu's question is the biggest secret of the Murong family, how could Murong Fu admit to it, but he snorted coldly: "The stars are broad and profound, how can a young person like you snoop on." ”

"Childe doesn't want to say it, but it doesn't matter, I'll try it out. "It's no wonder that Song Qingshu doesn't care about business, and he also has to delay the time and fight with Murong Fu. It is really "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift" is too famous in the rivers and lakes, Song Qingshu is now high in martial arts, and it is difficult to have martial arts that he can see in the world, and Dou Zhuan Xing is just one of them. On weekdays, it is difficult to try out Murong Fuzhen's true ability, but this time it is just to take advantage of Ping's point to investigate it well.

"Your Excellency, just try. Murong Fu didn't dare to let him make a move, so he hurriedly attacked first.

"This is the famous willow swordsmanship of the Murong family?" Song Qingshu moved his steps lightly, and every time it seemed to be dangerous and dangerous to avoid Murong Fu's sword moves, it was actually a calm and breezy expression, and when he couldn't avoid it, he flicked away the opponent's sword body with his fingers.

"Your Excellency is from Peach Blossom Island. The shock from the sword's body made him almost unable to hold it, and Murong Fu couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

"Murong Gongzi is really well-versed in hundreds of schools, and he knows a lot about the origin of martial arts in the world, but this time Gongzi looked away, and he just used it with ordinary fingers, not the martial arts of Peach Blossom Island. Song Qingshu dodged and smiled faintly.

"How is that possible?" Seeing that his wrist was numb with a flick of his fingers, Murong Fu was already horrified, and subconsciously thought that this was the subtlety of his finger snapping power.

"The martial arts in the world have the same end, my fingers may be figured out with the fingers of the Lord of Peach Blossom Island and Huangdao, it is not impossible, why should Murong Gongzi stick to this. Song Qingshu's words made Murong Fu's face red and white.

Seeing that Murong Fu closed his lips tightly, and a sword made the temple shine with cold light, Song Qingshu secretly approved, but it was a pity that after thinking about the baptism of the Wuyue Divine Sword and the clear wind in the cliff, coupled with his understanding of Dugu's sword intent to seek defeat, his attainments in swordsmanship can be said to be unparalleled in the world.

Song Qingshu spotted a flaw, and with a clamp of two fingers, Murong Fu's sword could no longer move a single bit. If Murong Fu used other weapons, Song Qingshu might not be able to deal with it so easily, but unfortunately it happened to be a sword, although the willow swordsmanship of the Murong family was exquisite, but unfortunately in the eyes of Song Qingshu now, it was naturally full of flaws.

"Withdraw your sword. Song Qingshu shouted in a deep voice, Murong Fu only felt a huge force coming from the sword, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he hurriedly retreated in shock.

The sword was held in Song Qingshu's hand, and there was a trace of dragon groaning, and Song Qingshu waved his hand casually, and inserted the sword into the pillar in the temple. "Murong Gongzi, I want to see Your Excellency's Dou Xing Xing, not any willow swordsmanship. ”

Murong Fu saw that he easily took away the sword in his hand, and his heart was already half cold, and he smiled sadly: "Since this is the case, it is better to obey your fate than to be respectful." ”

Watching Murong Fu make a strange move, Song Qingshu was overjoyed in his heart, and he was finally about to see the legendary Douzhuan Xingxing, when he suddenly heard a coquettish reprimand from behind, his brows furrowed, his body moved to a foot away, and when he looked back, the green brick where he was standing just now had already been shattered by the long whip.