Taoist Baishang and the Master of the Vajra Sect have always been known for being ruthless and ruthless. They have never had the words "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade" in their dictionaries. The idea of fighting a cow across the mountain, using her body to transmit her internal energy to that unpredictable embroidered thief.
Before the two attacked, Cheng Yaojia was already oppressed by the harsh palm wind and couldn't breathe. Her whole body was unable to move, and her mind was left blank.
Song Qingshu also noticed the abnormal situation behind him, and he was extremely anxious. You must know that Longnu was selected by the Seven Stars Gathering of Quanzhen Five Sons. If it wasn't for the Jade Girl Heart Sutra she cultivated, she would have died on the spot. Now that Taoist Baishang and King Kong Sect Master attack with all their strength, the power may still be higher than the seven-star gathering of Quanzhen Five Sons, and Cheng Yaojia's internal strength is far inferior to Longnu. If he is hit, he may be killed instantly. Yiyang Zhi and Huanxi Chan both practiced the method, but it was too late to save her.
Song Qingshu already had a good impression of this shy and shy young woman, not to mention how could he watch the tragedy happen now that she was desperately protecting her.
Song Qingshu gritted his teeth, pulled his palm forcefully as he suffered an internal injury, and then hugged Cheng Yaojia's slender waist. At the very moment, everyone in the yard felt a blur in front of them, and the next moment Song Qingshu was already hugging Cheng Yaojia Appeared several feet away.
Song Qingshu's skill is so good now, he suffered a lot of internal injuries when he suddenly withdrew his internal force just now, and he was injured even more when he forcibly exerted a lot of power, so he just teleported to Here, his feet were soft, and he couldn't stand firmly, and staggered to the side.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, taking advantage of the trend and turned to the side a few times before taking off the momentum of the teleportation.
Cheng Yaojia was held in his arms, looking up at his face while turning around, her whole body blushed unconsciously as if in a dream.
Song Qingshu couldn't help wiping off a cold sweat. Why did he make it look like those cold scenes in TV dramas? It's almost embarrassing. He really didn't mean it.
In order to resolve the embarrassment in his heart, he hurriedly moved his gaze to the place where the two were before.
The twenty-four monks on the other side saw Song Qingshu suddenly pulling his palms, and they were overjoyed. During the competition of internal strength, any one of them suddenly retracted their palms. , suddenly took advantage of the situation and attacked the past, leaving no room for the opponent to breathe.
Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu suddenly disappeared out of nowhere, and then what appeared in front of them was the full blow of Taoist Baishang and the master of Vajra Sect.
Both sides saw clearly what was going on at this time, and couldn't help crying secretly, but they couldn't do anything about it. At this time, it would be a dead end for either party to slap their palms, so the two sides had no choice but to bite the bullet and give each other a real palm.
Although the master of the Vajra Sect and the Taoist Baishang are far superior in martial arts than these foreign monks, they are now competing for internal strength, which is the most unlucky thing. The Lord and Taoist Baishang turned red in an instant, and the twenty-four monks also shook their bodies together.
Song Qingshu knew that if he attacked from the sidelines at this time, these people would be seriously injured if they didn't die. It's just that the masters of the Ruyang Palace were completely injured, which was not in his own interest. The situation in Yangzhou is extremely complicated now, and it is necessary to rely on the strength of the Ruyang Palace Come break the game.
After weighing the pros and cons, Song Qingshu let out a long laugh: "It's a long night, and I still have to be with my beautiful woman, so I won't accompany you any longer." After that, he hugged Cheng Yaojia for a few times, and then disappeared into the night.
The eight heroes of the divine arrow hurriedly released the arrows, but unfortunately Song Qingshu's figure was uncertain, and they couldn't hit the target, so they could only watch them leave.
Witnessing Song Qingshu leading a weak woman to escape freely and gracefully surrounded by a cloud of masters, Wang Baobao couldn't help turning pale, and seeing both sides in the yard still fighting for internal strength with red eyes and thick necks, he was even more angry : "Enough is enough, give me a hand!"
With Wang Baobao's intervention, both sides dared to withdraw their internal forces one by one, and finally succeeded in giving up.
"Who can tell me the origin of that embroidered thief!" Wang Baobao's face was very ugly.
All the masters in the field looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in the eyes of their companions. They have always been extremely proud of their martial arts, thinking that with their power, they can easily sweep away the major factions in the Central Plains. The masters who appeared out of nowhere played with the applause.
Seeing that no one answered, Wang Baobao was even more irritable. After thinking for a while, he ordered: "It is inevitable that the news leaked and the Southern Song Dynasty was prepared. The previous plan was advanced, and we will act tonight!" In a word, Wang Baobao, as a new generation of famous Mongolian generals, naturally understood the essence of blitzkrieg.
"Yes!" All the masters took the order with a bang, just now they had lost such a big face in front of their master, and at this moment, everyone was excited and wanted to clean up their shame.
Noticing the high morale of his subordinates, Wang Baobao nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand: "Let's go!"
Song Qingshu held Cheng Yaojia in his arms, and he didn't know how long it took. He figured that it was impossible for the people from Ruyang Palace to chase after her, so he let her go.
As soon as he stopped, Song Qingshu couldn't help but yelled and spit out a mouthful of blood. Cheng Yaojia's face paled immediately, and he grabbed his sleeve with a worried expression: "What's wrong with you?"
"I got an internal injury just now, so it's okay." Song Qingshu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled nonchalantly.
"It's okay to vomit blood. I brought some healing medicine from Quanzhen Sect here. Take it quickly." Cheng Yaojia panicked and took out a pill from her bosom.
"It's just vomiting blood. I'm used to vomiting when I vomit." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and pressed her hand to let her take the medicine back. "I'll do my exercises and adjust my breathing." After that, he sat on the ground like this, with true energy in his body It keeps spinning.
Although the injury he suffered just now is not serious, but now his internal strength has reached the peak, and it has already been repeated and endless. It only needs to run for a few weeks, and the internal injury can be healed.
Cheng Yaojia couldn't help being taken aback when she saw that he practiced kung fu. In her impression, people around, no matter the master or the elders, would find a quiet room where they would not be disturbed when they were healing, and would even With a trustworthy person protecting the Dharma, how could he just find a place to sit down and start healing
However, the other party's amazing martial arts in He Yuanzhong made her inexplicably trust him. She glanced at him quietly and thought to herself: I didn't expect his martial arts to be so high. It's a pity that I wanted to kidnap him and escape from the Daotai Yamen.
Thinking of the naive thoughts before, Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but smile shyly. Because Song Qingshu was healing, she sat beside him bored, staring blankly at him.
Seeing that the brocade handkerchief he used to cover his face fell on the grass next to him, Cheng Yaojia picked it up and subconsciously wanted to stuff it back into his arms. After all, she had specially embroidered this brocade handkerchief for her husband, and it was snatched away by him a few days ago. She had always wanted to get it back, but unfortunately she had no chance.
Seeing the opportunity presented now, she hesitated, not knowing what was going on in her mind, holding the handkerchief in mid-air, and never making the next move.
Suddenly, from the corner of her eyes, she noticed the beads of sweat on the forehead of the man beside her, and thought of the internal injury he had suffered to save herself, her heart softened, and she picked up a brocade handkerchief and gently wiped it for him.
After wiping his sweat for him, Cheng Yaojia stared at the brocade handkerchief in her hand and became dazed. Thinking of her husband's various excesses during this period, she couldn't help becoming a little angry: Since you don't like this brocade handkerchief, I will give it to you someone else.
She has been following the rules for these years, but once she had this bold idea, she couldn't stop the impulse in her body. Cheng Yaojia's heart was pounding. Seeing that Song Qingshu was still healing with his eyes closed, he used his trembling fingertips With the Jinpa sandwiched between her arms, she quietly stuffed it into the arms of the man beside her.
A smile appeared on Song Qingshu's lips: "Is this a token of love from Madam?"
Cheng Yaojia was already extremely nervous, almost jumped up by him, looked up, saw that Song Qingshu had opened his eyes and was looking at herself with a half-smile, she wished there was a crack in the ground that she could slip in right away.
"You bully me~" Cheng Yaojia was about to cry.
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Where did I bully you?"
"You clearly woke up just now, but you pretended to be healing your wounds, and intentionally... deliberately looked at my jokes, isn't that called bullying me?" Cheng Yaojia's tears flowed down, and she couldn't stop it.
Seeing her crying, Song Qingshu panicked immediately, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears on her face: "I'm wronged, I was really healing just now, and I didn't wake up until you touched me."
Cheng Yaojia's face turned red, and she spread her white and tender hands forward: "Bring it!"
"What are you bringing?" Song Qingshu was at a loss.
Cheng Yaojia glanced at the brocade handkerchief in his hand, blushed and said, "That one!"
Song Qingshu suddenly realized, but he didn't intend to give it back to her at all. Instead, he put it back in his arms: "This won't work, you already gave it to me."
"I didn't give it to you, obviously you snatched it away." Cheng Yaojia bit the bullet and said.
Song Qingshu laughed immediately: "Then who put this brocade handkerchief into my arms just now?"
Cheng Yaojia's pretty face was as red as a rose petal: "Even if I gave it to you, but I have changed my mind now, give it back to me!" After that, she rushed over to snatch it back from him.
However, Song Qingshu reacted faster, retracting his hand back, Cheng Yaojia was caught in the air, lost his balance, and fell into his arms immediately.
With Song Qingshu's martial arts, of course there are countless ways to support her, but how can he be that kind of Lu man who doesn't understand the style? He simply didn't react, and let the other party fall like himself.
Cheng Yaojia's almond eyes widened suddenly, because when she fell into Song Qingshu's arms, their lips kissed directly.