Huang Rong listened to the blunt and obscene whistles around her, and felt ashamed and angry. At this moment, she suddenly realized that although Song Qingshu was also... Much better.uuk.
"Turn around and let my brother take a look." Seeing Huang Rong standing still, the guard was a little dissatisfied, and walked in front of her with a big stride.
Seeing her appearance, the guard was stunned for a moment, and then shocked. It turned out that although Song Qingshu's rough disguise was somewhat similar, it would definitely not be able to withstand the scrutiny of a familiar person. The guard was obviously a Recognizing that she was not the maid from before, she put her hand on the waist knife instantly, and opened her mouth subconsciously to shout out.
At this moment Song Qingshu suddenly stood in front of Huang Rong and looked at him with a smile: "What happened?"
The guard was stunned, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he gradually let go of the hand on the handle of the knife: "It's...it's nothing, you guys go."
Song Qingshu smiled lightly, flirting with Huang Rong, and the two of them left the courtyard one after the other. After turning around a long corridor, Song Qingshu put his arms around her waist, and quickly moved around the palace with his lightness kung fu.
It wasn't until he came to a relatively safe place that Song Qingshu put down the beautiful woman in his arms, and said softly, "Okay, I'm fine now."
Huang Rong's complexion was reddish, and she unnaturally brushed the hair falling from her ears: "Just now you used the soul-shifting technique?"
"Yeah, I don't want to confront those guards head-on, so I have to do this." Song Qingshu shrugged.
Huang Rong was secretly startled. At that moment, Song Qingshu controlled the mind of a guard with high martial arts skills. Compared with her own soul-moving skills, his own soul-moving skills are really different.
"Don't use the soul-shifting method on me in the future!" Huang Rong gave Song Qingshu a stern look, feeling an inexplicable fear in her heart.
Song Qingshu chuckled and said, "It depends on the situation. If you annoy me, I will use the soul-shifting method on you to make you love me to death. Be my slave and do something on the bed every day." Things that are not ashamed or impatient... Hey, the more I talk about it, the more I feel."
"You bastard!" Angrily, Huang Rong grabbed the hairpin on her head and threw it at him.
Song Qingshu dodged it with a slight dodge, and laughed: "Okay, okay, quickly take off the maid's clothes and let's go back to the martial arts hall. The kung fu may have decided the winner at this moment."
Huang Rong gritted her teeth, knowing that she was not out of danger yet, so she followed his instructions and took off the maid's clothes outside, revealing the clothes of the servants she had put on before.
Song Qingshu stared at her for a while, then walked over to tie up her messy hair, and then took out a hat to cover her full head of black hair: "Well, this should be more or less the case."
"Will it be recognized like this?" Huang Rong pulled the bottom edge of her hat, and asked a little guilty. The other party's hand stroked her hair just now, and the touch still makes her palpitate.
"Don't worry, Brother Guo won't recognize you even if he comes now." Song Qingshu smiled, took her hand and walked towards the direction of the martial arts hall.
Song Qingshu returned to his original appearance, because he has a noble status now, but the guards dare not stop him, and naturally the entourage following him will not attract attention.
At this time, the competition has reached a fever pitch, and everyone's attention has been attracted, but no one has noticed the arrival of Song Qingshu.
Going back to his seat and sitting down, Song Qingshu arranged for Huang Rong to stand behind him, and at the same time, he quietly transmitted his voice and said: "I wrong you to stand here for a while, and when the competition is over, when the civil and military officials leave the palace, I will take you out. "
"Yeah." Huang Rong hummed unobtrusively. Although her physical strength became weak after pregnancy, Song Qingshu had already released the restraint in her body just now, and now her internal strength has recovered, so she can stand like this for a while.
Seeing that she was fine, Song Qingshu's attention returned to the two contestants just now. It can be seen that Murong Fu has already performed at a super level, and he used the essence of swordsmanship from various schools and schools from time to time. It's a pity that Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords is too miraculous. The more extraordinary Murong Fu's performance is, the more exquisite the Dugu Nine Swords will be. The discerning audience around are amazed at the high level of swordsmanship of the two. It is rare in the world.
Han Yuzhou saw Song Qingshu come back and greeted him. Seeing that Murong Fu was gradually being forced into a mess, he became more and more happy, and he came over and said to Song Qingshu: "Before I asked Tiande to show weakness to the enemy. At first, Murong Fu The repeated attack was like a storm, Jia Sidao's eyebrows were beaming; now Tiande is gradually exerting strength, you can see his eyebrows are twisted like a Sichuan character, hahahaha, it's really satisfying!"
Hearing the words, Song Qingshu looked over to Jia Sidao, and found that his face was as deep as water. The King of Beijing Jing beside him seemed to be explaining something to him. Like Tao once, he was as happy as a child.
After talking to Song Qingshu for a few words, Han Tuozhou sat up straight and began to whisper with other friends around him. Huang Rong took the opportunity to say to Song Qingshu, "Hmph, if Brother Jing is here, neither of them is his opponent."
"That's not necessarily the case." Song Qingshu was noncommittal, Guo Jing should be able to beat Murong Fu, but Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords is too wonderful, and combined with Yi Jin Jing and Xing Xing Da., Guo Jing may not be able to beat him.
At this moment, there was a sound of exclamation in the field. It turned out that Linghu Chong and Murong Fu's swords had intersected, and he lifted the long sword in the opponent's hand with an unexpected angle of attack.
"Win!" Han Yuzhou clapped his hands and laughed, and was about to stand up.
Song Qingshu frowned secretly: "Not necessarily!"
Han Yuzhou was startled, and subconsciously asked: "According to information, Murong Fu is best at swordsmanship. Now that the sword is out of his hands, is he still refusing to admit defeat?"
Song Qingshu didn't answer, but just smacked his lips, motioning him to look for himself, Han Yuzhou looked suspiciously, and his eyes widened instantly. It turned out that after Murong Fu's long sword was blown away, not only did he not show the slightest expression of frustration, but instead his palms flew like flying, and he counterattacked towards Linghu Chong.
After Linghu Chong knocked down the opponent's long sword, he thought that the dust had settled, and he subconsciously relaxed a bit. Who knew that the opponent's palm force surged like a stormy sea, and the power was even higher than the sword technique he used before! In a hasty response, he was quite embarrassed. If it weren't for his extremely brilliant fighting instinct, he might have been injured by the opponent several times.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Huang Rong blurted out, her eyes full of shock.
"That's right, it's indeed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." Song Qingshu nodded. Among the Dugu Nine Swords, Linghu Chong is best at breaking the sword. fell into a disadvantage.
"How could he know my beggar's sect's unique skills?" Huang Rong was shocked. You must know that the Eighteen Dragon Palms and the Dog Beating Stick are the secrets of the previous beggars' sect. Usually only a few sect masters and elders of the beggar's sect know it. Gusu Murong's family is really as proficient in martial arts as rumored
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I taught."
"You taught?" Huang Rong was even more shocked.
Song Qingshu stopped talking, and the scene of teaching Murong Fu the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms appeared in his mind. It turned out that the meridians were cut off when he first crossed, and finally he was able to change his fate against the sky. Murong Fu had a lot of help in it. It's a pity that the two gradually took different paths, and even started to confront each other. In order to end the kindness of the past, Song Qingshu helped Murong Fu several times, and even gave him the cheat book of "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" in the end.
Seeing Song Qingshu's inscrutable appearance, Huang Rong secretly sighed. Brother Jing is a master of martial arts, among which Song Qingshu knows the most important "Nine Yin Manual" and "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", but these two martial arts are not Song Qingshu's best Important martial arts, it can be seen how big the gap between the two sides is...
"Qingshu, do you think Tiande is okay?" Han Tuozhou was still laughing at Jia Sidao just now, but now it was his turn, and he also had a look of worry written on his face. big.
Song Qingshu looked at it for a while and replied: "The chance of Murong Fu's victory lies in suddenly using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to command... Wu Tiande was caught off guard, but unfortunately he failed to turn his advantage into a victory. When Wu Tiande recovers, he may be close to failure." It's not far away."
Hearing what he said, Han Yuzhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Since Qingshu's martial arts said so, then it must be all right."
At this time, Huang Rong was also closely watching the competition in the arena, because she was used to Hong Qigong and Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and looking at Murong Fu's, she felt something was wrong. His moves were too fast, and Too much attention to tricks.
Back then, she heard her husband mention that the essence of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon lies in the strength of the palms rather than the moves, and the strength of the palms must be fast, slow, swallowing, and spitting to be called great success. Astray.
Hearing Song Qingshu's answer to Han Tuozhou at this moment, Huang Rong had to secretly admire the other party's eyesight. You must know that she had a faint feeling that Murong Fu was going to lose because she was too familiar with the Eighteen Palms of Jianglong. Giving a judgment, the vision is really vicious to the extreme.
Sure enough, not long after Song Qingshu finished speaking, Linghu Chong noticed that Murong Fu's palm technique had started to repeat, and keenly caught the flaws in it. The sword in his hand was like a fairy flying from the sky, coming first from an impossible angle. On Murong Fu's throat.
Murong Fu froze in an instant, and his face was extremely embarrassed. The long sword in his hand was knocked down before, it can be said that he did it on purpose, but now that the vital point is restrained, if the opponent's long sword moves forward an inch, his own blood will splatter On the spot, even a three-year-old child could tell who won and who lost.
"The victory and defeat have been decided, both of you, please stop!" Ding Dian, who was carrying an imperial weapon, said loudly after receiving Zhao Gou's signal.
Hearing this, Linghu Chong withdrew his long sword, cupped his hands and said, "Concession!"
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