Seeing his dignified face, the two girls also calmed down and listened carefully. Zhou Zhiruo has achieved a little success in practicing the Nine Yin Manual, and her skills have also improved by leaps and bounds. Unfortunately, the rain outside was too loud, and she could only vaguely hear breathing inside. As for how many people are inside, or even if there are people, she is not sure. Sounds of nature.2
As for Lan Fenghuang, it was even worse. She was not strong enough. She pricked up her ears and listened for a long time, but she heard nothing except the patter of rain.
Although the two women don't know what's going on inside, with Song Qingshu's current cultivation, it's definitely not easy for him to be called a top expert. Zhou Zhiruo looked worried: "The people inside don't know whether they are enemies or friends, why don't we go there?" Let's go somewhere else, so as not to cause conflict."
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "I don't care, but it's raining so hard outside, once your girls' clothes are soaked, it's almost the same as not wearing any clothes, are you willing?"
The faces of the two women were reddish. The dresses of the two women were a little wet just now. If Song Qingshu hadn't brought them here quickly, the dresses on the two of them would have been tightly stuck to the skin up.
The two girls are both from the martial arts world, so there is no need to worry about the wind and cold, the most worrying thing is to have a good time together. Although Lan Fenghuang has a cheerful and bold personality, Song Qingshu is not her lover after all, so how can he show his body unreservedly in front of him; Zhou Zhiruo has a quiet and shy personality, so naturally she doesn't want to be so embarrassed.
Seeing the distressed appearance of the two women, Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Don't worry, if I'm with you, you can go to the dragon's lake and the tiger's den."
Only then did Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang realize that with Song Qingshu's current martial arts, only others would back away, how could they have any reason to retreat
Song Qingshu walked into the ruined temple with the two girls. When he pushed open the temple door, he suddenly hesitated and took out a silver-white iron mask to cover his face. When he came out of the teahouse just now, he had already recovered appearance, but this place is still in the Southern Song Dynasty after all, if someone guessed that he was Jia Baoyu, it would be a little troublesome.
After entering the door, the three of them paused and stopped at the same time. It turned out that a bonfire was lit in the ruined temple. Eighteen masked men in black were scattered around. They noticed the movement at the door. , looked over here with sharp eyes.
Sensing the faint murderous intent in each other's eyes, both Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang felt a little uncomfortable, and leaned against Song Qingshu involuntarily, only feeling his aura gradually calmed down.
"Let's hide from the rain here, and we'll leave later." Song Qingshu smiled as if he didn't notice it, and after speaking, he dragged Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang to a corner and sat down cross-legged.
The masked men in black in the temple couldn't help but look at each other. Originally, in their hearts, the people who came in would leave wisely when they saw the situation inside the temple. They had something important to do, and they didn't want to cause trouble. passed.
Who knew that this man and two women actually walked in directly, which was beyond their expectation.
Could it be that the artist is bold
This was the first thought that popped up in the minds of all the masked people, but it was quickly denied by them. Among the three people in this group, only one girl's martial arts is higher, and the other woman's martial arts can't catch their eyes. The man didn't have any fluctuations in his true energy, so he was ignored by them.
The group of men in black made eye contact for a while, but no one spoke in the end, they just sent someone to close the temple door again, and then sat cross-legged in their positions again.
Apart from the sound of burning firewood in the bonfire, there was no sound in the temple. In addition, the group of men in black glanced at Song Qingshu and the others from time to time, so the atmosphere seemed extremely strange.
Song Qingshu also frowned secretly. These black-clothed men had a long aura and restrained brilliance, and their cultivation might not be inferior to Qiu Qianren. They should be well-known figures in the Jianghu, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't guess the identity of these people. identity.
You must know that Qiu Qianren's martial arts are only second to Wujue, but there are eighteen masters of the same level as Qiu Qianren in this temple, and one or two of them even have Wujue's cultivation level faintly. What a powerful force this is. Why is it unknown in the arena
Because of being uncomfortable from the rain, Lan Fenghuang collected some weeds and dry firewood nearby and started a fire. Since there were so many strange men in the temple, it was naturally inconvenient for her and Zhou Zhiruo to take off their coats and warm themselves by the fire. Get as close to the flame as possible, trying to dry the clothes on your body like this.
The heat of the flames gradually dissipated the cold air on her body, Zhou Zhiruo unconsciously glanced at the shrine, saw the figures looming from behind the tattered curtain, and couldn't help being shocked.
Song Qingshu was contemplating, Zhou Zhiruo gently poked him in the waist, his pretty face was full of shock.
Following her gaze, Song Qingshu was also stunned. It turned out that there were a few people tied up in the far corner, they were the master of Vajra Sect and the elders of Xuanming, their heads were messed up and covered in blood, obviously after a great battle, their eyes are closed tightly now, they don't know whether they are alive or dead!
"These people have accidents, so what about Zhao Min?" Song Qingshu was startled, and hurriedly looked to the side, just in time to meet a girl who heard the movement and looked this way suspiciously, whoever it was if it wasn't Zhao Min!
Zhao Min was also tied to the pillar with her backhand, her hair was a little messy, no longer the usual delicate and elegant, but a little more lovely and pitiful.
The clothes on her body were in good condition, and there was no blood stain on her body, so she was obviously not injured, but it could be seen from her eyes that she was quite frightened.
Zhao Min also recognized Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang at this moment. As for Song Qingshu, she subconsciously took it as Jia Baoyu, and thought that Zhou Zhiruo specially put a mask on him in order to deceive others.
Seeing an acquaintance, Zhao Min's face showed joy at first, but soon thought of something, and hurriedly winked at Zhou Zhiruo, signaling her to leave quickly.
Zhou Zhiruo's heart trembled. Although she couldn't feel the specific strength of these black-clothed men like Song Qingshu, she knew the martial arts of the Xuanming elders and the master of the Vajra Sect very well. You must know that all three of them are top-notch masters. There were many warriors in the Mongolian mission, and they were also captured by this group of men in black. The strength of the other party was really terrifying.
No other Mongolian warriors were seen in the temple, so they must have been killed and thrown into the wilderness.
The three of Song Qingshu and his party looked at each other, obviously seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.
"Who are these people, and why did they attack the Mongolian party?" Song Qingshu was full of doubts.
The two elders, Xuanming and Xuanming, were drooping their heads with a sluggish expression. At this time, they also noticed the movement here and looked up. After seeing Zhou Zhiruo and the others clearly, they couldn't help showing joy, and shouted: "Didn't I just tell you that Jia Baoyu has been killed by someone?" You don’t believe that he has been robbed. No, the person who robbed him is right in front of you.” The voices of the two were hoarse and unbearable, their breathing was extremely scattered, and they were obviously seriously injured.
Now that Xuanming and Elders were looking over there, Zhao Min knew something was going to happen, before they could stop them, they blurted out, feeling angry and guilty at the same time.
Although her relationship with Zhou Zhiruo was not good, and she didn't have any good impressions, but that was only limited to the dispute between gentlemen, and she never wanted to kill the other party.
If the difference between the two sides was not too big, Zhao Min might have called Zhou Zhiruo's identity and came up with a plan to drive away tigers and wolves, but this group of black-clothed men came out of nowhere to be top experts, even the King Kong sect master Everyone was wiped out, although Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts were high, she was at most on par with Xuanming and the Elders. If her identity was called out at this time, it would not be to drive a tiger to swallow a wolf, but to drive a tiger to swallow a little white rabbit.
More importantly, as long as the group of men in black did not find Jia Baoyu for a day, she would be safe. And as long as Zhou Zhiruo leaves here, Zhao Min believes that the other party will definitely try to save herself.
Zhao Min doesn't know why she has such self-confidence. It stands to reason that Zhou Zhiruo should hate her to the bone, but the two have been fighting openly and secretly over the years, and gradually have a sense of sympathy for each other. She asks herself that if they change places, she will definitely try to save each other of.
Of course, all of this must be based on the fact that Zhou Zhiruo left safely. Now that she was caught off guard by this group of masters, even if she wanted to save her, she could do nothing. Zhao Min knew that with Zhou Zhiruo's ingenuity, she would definitely be able to analyze how powerful these men in black were from their current miserable situation, so she would not act rashly, but would go back and inform other experts, such as Ouyang Feng, or... Song Qingshu.
It's a pity that all of this was ruined by the two elders of Xuanming, Zhao Min's face was ashen, and he hurriedly stopped and said: "You two are in a daze, why are you just yelling at someone!"
Xuanming and Elder were startled, they didn't understand each other's hint at all, and blurted out: "Zhou Zhiruo is as beautiful as a fairy, and Lan Fenghuang is enchanting, how can we admit our mistake?"
Zhao Min couldn't help closing his eyes, and lamented in his heart: These two guys who have done more than succeed but failed!
Zhou Zhiruo was clever, and soon realized that Zhao Min was covering up her identity. When she thought that the other party was trying to save herself while her life was hanging by a thread, she suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.
The group of men in black were quickly alarmed by the voice of the two elders Xuan Ming, they stood up one after another, and laughed for that man: "It turns out that it is the head of the Emei Sect Zhou and the leader of the Five Poison Sect, Lan, who really has eyes but does not know Mount Tai. "Although he said this, his tone was extremely joking, obviously he didn't take the two women seriously.
Song Qingshu noticed that their eyes were more on him, and he couldn't help but feel his scalp numb. These people can't be perverts, what's the matter with the two charming beauties next to him who don't care, just look at him.
But he quickly realized that these people took him for Jia Baoyu.
Reminiscent of Jia Sidao's words before leaving, Song Qingshu finally understood what his arrangement was, and also guessed the identities of these masked men in black.