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Song Wenqing sat on the couch, listening to Xiao Yuesheng and Qing'er's chatter, the night pearl on the roof of the car exuded a clear glow, bright and soft, and the carriage looked particularly warm. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just thinking of those women of the Shuiyun Sect, all of them were overwhelmed by the country and the city, her heart slowly sank, and it was cold.

"We don't have to send it again, we can go back ourselves. Song Wenqing put down his hand, looked up at Xiao Yuesheng, and said lightly.

Xiao Yuesheng was staring at the chessboard, shook his head, and said in a casual voice: "Well, it's okay to be idle here, it's okay to walk with you." ”

"That's it, Aunt Qing, it's lively when there are a lot of people!" Qing'er nodded hurriedly, holding a black and shiny chess piece in her hand, and her palm was snow-white, which made the chess piece black and bright.

Song Wenqing glanced at her, Qing'er suddenly spit out her fragrant tongue, didn't say more, lowered her head to play chess, and dropped the sunspot.

The sun is setting, and the remnant sun is like blood.

The carriage walked on the official road, the sound of horses' hooves was crisp, with a unique rhythm, and I couldn't help but relax and want to fall asleep.

The official road is quite lively, a carriage without a coachman is moving slowly, and the two white horses are very strong, neighing loudly like a dragon's roar, which is eye-catching.

If there is a carriage in front of them, they will often make a neigh, and the carriage in front will slow down, and when they have overtaken the past, they will return to normal, as if the courtiers had seen the king and voluntarily gave way.

In such a situation, although Xiao Yuesheng sat in the carriage, his mind was naturally clear, and he did not restrain them too much, and let them mess around.

"Ah, lost again!" Qing'er screamed, pouting her cherry mouth, her eyes widened, and she glared at him hatefully.

Just now, in a trance, he made the wrong chess piece, and as a result, he accidentally forced her into a desperate situation, but his original approach was to deliberately bypass such a chess position and take some more detours, so as to allow her to take a few more steps.

"Huh...... , Qing'er, at a young age, your chess skills are not bad!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

"It's not inferior to you!" Qing'er was young and innocent, couldn't stand failure, and muttered a sentence in a daze.

She was suddenly shocked, hurriedly turned to Song Wenqing, and said with a smile: "Aunt Qing, are you coming with me...... Kill his majesty!"

As he spoke, he snorted lightly and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng was gentle and kind, although she had seen his ruthless hand, she quickly forgot that she only had a close heart, and her speech was quite casual.

"Go down. Song Wenqing's gaze moved away from the book, glanced at her, shook his head, and did not move.

"Qing-aunt——!" Qing'er didn't comply, got off the couch, jumped on her couch, stepped forward and grabbed the scroll, and snorted: "You have already read this book!"

Song Wenqing's white jade face changed, his cheeks were red, and he was beautiful and delicate.

Her expression was still light, she glared at Qing'er secretly, and did not speak.

"Miss Song can also play chess?" Xiao Yuesheng seemed to be smiling, pretending not to hear, separating the chess pieces one by one in his hand, and throwing them into the black and white wooden boxes.

"I learned chess from Aunt Qing!" Qing'er shook Song Wenqing's arm and turned her head to hum coquettishly.

"That's a good idea!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and raised his eyebrows, with a bit of challenge in his eyes.

Song Wenqing has been secretly angry with him, he doesn't want to deal with him, and he can't help but sneak a glance at him, his heart struggles hard, seeing him like this, a nameless karmic fire suddenly rises in his chest.

She nodded and said slowly, "It's okay, Bibi see." ”

Qing'er hurriedly put down her arm, jumped off, stepped on the thick carpet, jumped to Xiao Yuesheng's side, helped sort out the chess pieces, and couldn't wait to see their competition.

One is his beloved Aunt Qing, and the other is his favorite Mr. Xiao, which of them is more powerful?

The carriage moved forward steadily, and with the crisp sound of hooves, they started the game by the sub.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, although Song Wenqing was elegant and dignified, peaceful and quiet, but when he played chess, he was fierce and tight.

Qing'er felt strange in her heart, and looked up at Aunt Qing from time to time, wanting to confirm whether Aunt Qing was playing chess, this chess style was very different from what she usually played.

Aunt Qing has always played chess with needles hidden in the cotton, it looks inconspicuous, and there is nothing special, think about it carefully, but it hides a murderous intention, which is extremely difficult.

But at this time, she is murderous, pressing step by step, but she is quite similar to herself, and she wants to eat the other party to death in one bite.

Xiao Yuesheng's face was gentle, and he glanced up at Song Wenqing from time to time, he could feel the resentment in her heart, and it was good to take this opportunity to let her vent.

It's just that she is too murderous, and her weaknesses are very easy to expose, so he can only pretend not to notice it and accompany her seriously.

After a while, as the chess game progressed, she needed to think more and more carefully, and her mood slowly calmed down, and she realized that she was strange, and knew that he was deliberately letting herself.

The atmosphere between the two was quite strange, they met from time to time, and then they were busy parting, Qing'er watched from the side, secretly pursed her lips and smiled, but she didn't dare to show it, she could only blindly lower her head and pretend to be engrossed in studying the chess game.

After a while, she felt that her neck was sore and stiff, and she kept lowering her head, which was really hard, so she hummed coquettishly: "Oh, it's a little hot, I'll go out to breathe." ”

After that, he put on his mink fur, put on his little boots, pushed the car door, and jumped in front of the carriage, which should be the coachman's position.

There were only two people left in the carriage, Xiao Yuesheng raised her head, her eyes were warm, and she looked deeply into her beautiful eyes.

Song Wenqing tilted his head slightly, avoided his gaze, and lowered his head to look at the chessboard.

"......" Xiao Yuesheng opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it, he could only sigh softly, and the carriage was silent.

Song Wenqing lowered his head, stared blankly at the chessboard, did not press the chess pieces for a long time, his eyes were confused, and his mind was out of the chessboard.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't open his mouth to urge, his eyes shrouded her, warm and peaceful, as if he was affectionate and ruthless.

"......Huh" After a while, Song Wenqing sighed lightly, raised his head, looked at him with clear eyes, and said lightly: "It's not early, you should go!"

Xiao Yuesheng said softly: "The future may be dangerous, so I'll escort you back." ”

"No need!" Song Wenqing said categorically, shook his head, and said: "We are not weak women who don't know martial arts, so we don't have to worry about driving!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly bitterly, listening to her tone, obviously still resentful, but he couldn't express it, so he could only sigh secretly, and nodded: "...... All right. ”

He took out a green jasper hairpin from his bosom and handed it to Song Wenqing: "This jade hairpin is special for me, you can accept it." ”

Song Wenqing glanced at it, didn't stretch out his hand, shook his head and said, "No need, I don't dare to accept such a valuable thing!"

"Although this move is abrupt, this hairpin has the effect of protecting oneself," Xiao Yuesheng sighed lightly and said with a wry smile: "Otherwise, I really don't worry about you going back alone." ”

Song Wenqing still wanted to refuse, but Xiao Yuesheng had already stretched out his hand and gently inserted it into her cloud-like hair, her movements were gentle, but she didn't have time to react.

"This pair of jade is for Qing'er, let her carry it with her, if she encounters a critical moment, crush the jade jue, I can naturally arrive. ”

Xiao Yuesheng took out a white jade bottle from his bosom, and a white jade bottle, about the size of a palm, the jade bottle has simple lines, and the bottle body is engraved with a figure picture.

He shook the jade bottle: "There is also a bottle of elixir here, it is not a peerless elixir, but I personally made it secretly, if you are injured, you might as well give it a try." ”

On the bottle, a man with long clothes and sleeves stood on the top of the mountain, looking up to understand, the mountain wind blew his sleeves fluttering, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but the free and elegant air came to his face.

As soon as Song Wenqing saw this pattern, he knew that this person was Xiao Yuesheng, and the carving person was extremely skilled, and Xiao Yuesheng's temperament was presented vividly, which was not at all happy.

"Take it, don't be polite to me!" Seeing that she still wanted to refuse, Xiao Yuesheng put the jade bottle and jade on the Xuan table under the window.

"When you get home, just let the horses come back by themselves, they know the way, and they don't have to send someone back," he got up and got up, kicked on his boots, stood up straight, glanced at Song Wenqing in front of him, and smiled: "...... If it's fate, we'll see you again!"

With that, the figure flashed and disappeared.

Song Wenqing opened his mouth, and he had disappeared.

She hurriedly turned around, pushed the car door, faced the cold wind, and looked into the distance.

"Aunt Qing, what's wrong?" Qing'er leaned out of the front seat of the carriage and asked in a coquettish voice.

"It's nothing ......" Song Wenqing replied absentmindedly, his eyes looked into the distance, still searching for Xiao Yuesheng's figure, but to no avail, he sighed secretly, turned around and said, "It's so cold outside, come in quickly!"

"Oh. Qing'er agreed, jumped in shape, fell in front of the car door, and leaned in.

"Huh?!" As soon as she entered the carriage, she couldn't help screaming, turned around and asked Song Wenqing: "Aunt Qing, where is Mr. Xiao?"

"Gone. Song Wenqing replied lightly, sat back on the couch, and picked up the book again.

"Gone?!" Qing'er was surprised, she didn't see Xiao Yuesheng's figure at all, how could she disappear silently?

Song Wenqing glanced at her, took the book and pointed to the white jade on the table, and said coldly: "That jade is given to you by him, if you encounter danger and crush it, he can appear." ”

"Really?!" Qing'er was very interested, stepped forward to pick it up, and looked at it over and over again, and couldn't put it down.

Song Wenqing shook his head, it was really a child's surname.

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The night has fallen, the night is deep, there is no figure on the official road, there is silence all around, there is not even the soft sound of insects, only the crisp hooves of Song Wenqing and their carriage.

The two white horses were extraordinary, and they could see things at night, and they had no effect on day and night, so they took the opportunity to hurry away so as not to be blocked by those people again.

The brilliance of the night pearl was bright and soft, and Song Wenqing and Qing'er sat on the couch to pass the boring time.

Song Wenqing said that he didn't often touch the chessboard, but now his mind was wandering, so in order not to let himself think crankily, he pulled Qing'er to play chess.

The two chatted a few words from time to time, and suddenly the carriage stopped, and the neighing of Qingyue's horses sounded, and the sound resounded in the night sky, which could be heard for miles.

"Aunt Qing, what's wrong with them?" Qing'er raised her head and asked curiously.

“...... Could it be that there is someone outside?" Song Wenqing lifted the long sword on the table, put on a mink fur, said "stay here and don't move", and pushed the door out.

When the two white horses saw her, they neighed again, much lower, as if whispering.

Song Wenqing got out of the carriage, came to them, and swept the surroundings with bright eyes, and there was no abnormality, and there was no one.

"What's wrong?" Song Wenqing turned around, looked at the two white horses, and blurted out a smile, what happened to him, why did he talk to them?!

The two white horses neighed lowly, as if they could understand her, and dug the ground, raised their heads, and looked ahead.

Song Wenqing's heart moved, and he suddenly realized something, remembering the situation last time, these two horses had sharp intuition and could sense murder and danger.

"Qing'er, stay in the carriage and don't come out, I'll go to the front and have a look. She knocked on the door of the carriage, whispered a command, and with a light effort, sped forward.

The night was dark, there was no moon in the sky, she used her eyesight, performed light skills, landed silently, and floated forward.

After walking for a mile, his figure suddenly stopped, his clenched hands tightened, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he stared at a few boulders on the side of the road.

These boulders are all tall and stand beside the road, as if several people are standing there, and in the dark night, it is quite scary.

"Is it her?" A hoarse voice sounded suddenly, and several figures flashed out from behind the stones, came to the official road, and slowly walked in front of Song Wenqing.

"That's her!" someone replied.

"It's you ——?!" Song Wenqing frowned, stared at the person in front of him, and said coldly.

This is an acquaintance, one of the seven people he met in Chaoyang Restaurant, the gang of the Changsha Gang, it was the thin man who was not stunned by Xiao Yuesheng.

"It's just down!" The middle-aged man sneered and turned his head to look: "Why don't you see the one surnamed Xiao?!"

"You don't deserve to see him!" Song Wenqing snorted coldly and glanced at the boulder beside the road...... You don't have to be sneaky, come out!"

"Hehe, since this beauty wants to see everyone, then everyone will come out and face the court!" The hoarse voice sounded again, and hehe smiled.

Several figures flashed out again behind the boulder.

Seeing the things in the hands of these figures, Song Wenqing's bright eyes couldn't help narrowing, his heart tightened, and he was secretly awe-inspiring.

What they hold in their hands is not a hidden weapon or a blade, but a powerful crossbow!

A martial arts master, if he is a master of martial arts, may not be afraid of hidden weapons, but in the face of several crossbows, he is helpless, and he has no choice but to flee for his life.

The power of the crossbow is by no means comparable to a hidden weapon, under an arrow, it can shoot people through, and several crossbow salvos are unavoidable, if they are shot, even if they are the top masters, they will never escape.

"This beauty, tie your hands so as not to hurt your surname. The hoarse man said slowly, and when he stood out of the crowd, it was a short, thin middle-aged man, with an ordinary appearance, and at first glance, he looked like an old peasant in the countryside.

The sword in Song Wenqing's hand tightened, his lips closed hard, his eyes were resolute, and Xiao Yuesheng's gentle face flashed in his mind.

"He Lao, she is alone, she doesn't need to use a crossbow to take down the ......," the middle-aged man turned around and clenched his fists, and said respectfully to the short and thin old man.

"Hehe, that's right, such a beauty, if she shoots out a few blood holes, it's really indecent," the old man nodded, hehe smiled, waved his hand, and ate and drank loudly: "...... Come on, let's all go up and take her down!"

Behind him were more than a dozen people, all dressed in black suits, their eyes were indifferent, lifeless, and numbing to look at.

Song Wenqing drew his sword out of the sheath, his body was vertical, his body and sword were one, and he stabbed at the short and thin old man.

"What a spicy little beauty!" the short and thin old man sighed, his palm stretched out, and he struck a sword with his palm, and shouted like electricity: "You stand down for the time being, I'll come and meet her for a while!"

His palms do not match the shape of his body, he appears to be wide and large, his hands are fleshless, and the thickness of his joints is excessive, but he is quite light and swift when he exerts it.

As soon as there was a sound of "dang", his fingers hit the sword body, like a gold and iron strike, Song Wenqing only felt that the sword body vibrate, his palm was numb, and his heart was awe-inspiring, so deep internal force!

"Little beauty, try the old man's giant spirit palm!" The short and thin old man laughed, and his palm was faster, or chopping or chopping, or stabbing or plucking, ten fingers like a sword, varied.

Song Wenqing unleashed the Chaoyin Sword, the sword was majestic, like the waves around him, resisting the old man's attacks one by one, standing still.

"Okay, Xiao Mei'er really has two brushes!" the old man exclaimed, not anxious, with a strong crossbow in her hand, she could not fly with her wings, and now she was just teasing her, like a cat catching a mouse, and the fun of teasing was endless.

"Aunt Qing?!" The delicate voice suddenly sounded, Song Wenqing's body was shocked, and he secretly screamed badly.

Qing'er saw that Aunt Qing had not returned for a long time, and she was not very relieved, so she got out of the carriage and ran over to take a look, and saw Aunt Qing fighting with someone.

"Yo, there's a little beauty again!" the short and thin old man laughed, and his moves kept coming, still sharp.

"Old He, this is the main master!" said the thin middle-aged man.

Song Wenqing was anxious, raised his head and glared at Qing'er, but suddenly saw the jade hanging in her ear, and he had an idea, and hurriedly said: "Qing'er, crush the jade!"

(To be continued)