Just when Song Qingshu didn't know what to do, Li Qingluo in her arms suddenly moved, she raised her hand and swept it with her sleeve, Mu Wanqing felt her wrist go numb, she could no longer hold the dagger in her hand, and fell to the ground with a bang .
"This should be the Hanxiu Fu acupoint in the legend of the Xiaoyao School." Song Qingshu nodded secretly. This move was indeed extremely clever. Of course, because Li Qingluo was seriously injured and weak, this move would not cause any harm to Mu Wanqing, so he did it. so leisurely.
Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, in her heart she always thought that the other party was just a pampered noble lady, how could she know that she had such superb martial arts
If she knew in advance, how could she run to Mantuo Villa to assassinate the other party over and over again.
"You're not my opponent, let Qin Hongmian come in person." Li Qingluo forcibly lifted her qi, and now she obviously wasn't feeling well, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
"Qin Hongmian also has such superb martial arts as you?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that Duan Zhengchun was really a heifer standing on his head, and every girl he picked up was not only beautiful, but also so tough.
Li Qingluo shook her head slightly: "I'm not sure about that, but she's nicknamed Shura Dao, her martial arts can't be too bad."
"Eh?" Song Qingshu was totally cast on this reason. It turned out that her majestic Madonna of White Lotus actually judged the opponent's strength based on her nickname.
"Song Lang, are you going to help me or her?" Mu Wanqing finally came to her senses and realized that she still has the trump card of her lover. No matter how good Li Qingluo's martial arts are, can she surpass Song Qingshu? What's more, she is still injured now.
"Uh, of course it's to help you." Song Qingshu said without hesitation.
"Okay, then you can kill her for me now." Mu Wanqing bit her lip and said.
Song Qingshu lowered his head to look at the beautiful woman in his arms, and saw that her eyes were indifferent, he hesitated for a moment, put her on the side of the flower bed and sat down, then ran over and pulled Mu Wanqing to the other side: "Wanqing, the reason why I saved her is actually There are reasons."
"What reasons do you have!" Mu Wanqing stared at the exaggerated figure of the other party, and said angrily.
Song Qingshu was also a little embarrassed. After all, he judged people by appearance to a large extent. If the Virgin of the White Lotus looked like a sow, even if her identity was very useful, how could he take such a big risk to save her
However, he was also thick-skinned, and he said calmly, "Just now you said that I don't know her identity, but in fact you didn't know her identity."
"Isn't she the Mrs. Wang of Mantuo Villa?" Mu Wanqing asked suspiciously.
"Ahem, of course she is Mrs. Wang, but this is just one of her identities. If you think about it carefully, do you think Mrs. Wang can have such superb martial arts?" Song Qingshu hurriedly explained.
"I can't." Mu Wanqing shook her head, she had already thought clearly, if her mother really knew that her martial arts were so high, she would never send herself to die, so even her mother who had known her for decades didn't know Mrs. Wang knows martial arts, which shows how deeply the other party hides.
"Because she is the Holy Mother of the White Lotus Sect." Song Qingshu then threw a heavy bomb.
"What?" Mu Wanqing walked all over the rivers and lakes, so she naturally knew what kind of existence the Holy Mother of the White Lotus was. How could she be provoked by her martial arts, a giant of the underworld who is as famous as the leader of the Ming Sect and the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect
"Wanqing, you also know the current situation in the Golden Snake Camp, how valuable the Virgin of the White Lotus is, that's why I put so much effort into saving her..."
When Song Qingshu wanted to say something else, Mu Wanqing quickly pressed his finger on his mouth: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of woman who doesn't care about the overall situation. My personal grievances with her are small, and your business is more important."
Seeing Mu Wan's pure and pure eyes, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a burst of guilt, feeling that he was not worthy of her unreserved love, with mixed feelings in his heart, he hugged her in his arms, and said affectionately in her ear: "Wanqing, no matter whether your father is the prince of Dali or the general of Xixia, I must marry you!"
Hearing these words, Mu Wanqing suddenly felt that all the grievances she had suffered were nothing, and subconsciously hugged the man in front of her tightly.
"Don't you feel sick in broad daylight?" Li Qingluo who was not far away suddenly asked.
Mu Wanqing's face flushed with shame, she pushed Song Qingshu away, and ran back to her room in no time.
Seeing her suddenly appearing as a young daughter, Song Qingshu couldn't help smiling, and hurriedly said to her back: "I'll treat her injury first, and I'll come to you after I'm done." But the answer was a bang The door slams.
"It seems that your charm is not very good." Li Qingluo sneered again and again.
"Of course a woman like you can't understand what is love between lovers." Song Qingshu was in a good mood at the moment, "I would like to remind you, I am very attractive, don't accidentally fall in love with me in the future."
"I'll fall in love with you?" Li Qingluo gave him a contemptuous look, "Don't take a pee to take care of yourself."
"I look in the mirror every day, and I am very sure of my charm." Song Qingshu didn't care about her ridicule, "It's you, don't talk too much."
"Boring." Li Qingluo rolled her eyes and ignored him. If she met such a man on weekdays, she would have already used him as fertilizer.
"Forget it, sir, I am in a good mood today, and I am not as knowledgeable as you." Song Qingshu stepped forward and hugged her horizontally.
Li Qingluo finally turned pale: "What are you going to do?"
"Of course it's to deal with your internal injuries. I don't want to save a dead Madonna of the White Lotus." Song Qing laughed, and carried her into another room. With the lessons learned from the past, how dare he be in Mu Wanqing with Cheng Yao? Fortunately, the garden is big enough and there are enough vacant rooms, so he purposely found a room away from Mu Wanqing's residence.
"Thank you." Li Qingluo couldn't help but whispered when she realized that the other party was really healing her wounds.
"Don't thank me in a hurry, I didn't save you for nothing." Song Qingshu originally wanted to negotiate a deal with her first, but now that Li Qingluo's injuries are getting worse, and she was forced to use force just now, if she is not treated in time, I'm afraid The Holy Mother of the White Lotus is going to become the Ghost Mother of the White Lotus, so I can only save her first.
However, Song Qingshu was not a fool, it was impossible for her to recover her skills so easily, so she only initially stabilized the injury in her body, and then planned to stop.
But at this moment, the sudden change suddenly increased, and Song Qingshu suddenly felt a huge suction force coming from Li Qingluo's body, and his internal force immediately surged out uncontrollably.