Can't help Song Qingshu not being shocked. Although he has only met her twice, it can be seen that she is a generous, gentle and graceful lady, but now how can she have a gentle and quiet appearance on weekdays
Today, she is cold and handsome, exuding a dangerous and dark atmosphere all over her body, which is too far from her usual image.
"You know her?" Noticing Song Qingshu's reaction, Huang Rong couldn't help asking.
"To some extent, I know you, Miss Xue." Song Qingshu explained with a wry smile.
"I remembered, last time you were promoted to King Qi, her father brought her here." Huang Rong exclaimed, and hurriedly looked carefully, "The temperament is completely different, as if she has changed. I didn’t recognize you unless you told me.”
"Imperial City Secretary, investigate Miss Shen's family..." Song Qingshu thought of the last time Xue Yiren blocked the way, and the woman in yellow came to pass on the palace's decree and let them enter the palace. together.
"Do you want to save her?" Huang Rong couldn't help asking, even though Zhao Gou cheated Guo Jing this time, she still regarded herself as a Song person in her bones, and she had a good impression of Xue Baochai last time. Crane's reputation is notorious, and if it falls into his hands, it may be a disaster, so she couldn't help but want to help.
Song Qingshu shook his head: "If you don't need us, someone will take action."
Huang Rong was puzzled, suddenly a swordsman in white descended from the sky, with her eyesight she couldn't even see his figure clearly, and rushed towards the white gauze carriage like a bolt of lightning.
The Yipintang masters who were guarding the outermost perimeter didn't even have time to react, a line of blood flashed across their necks, and they fell to the ground one after another.
There was a block from the outside, and the four villains finally reacted, and they all raised their weapons to meet them. There was a flash of cold light, Ye Erniang's willow-leaf double knives were inserted into the nearby tree, Yue Laosan's crocodile scissors were stuck in the soil trembling, and the top of the iron claw steel staff in Yunzhonghe's hand was directly cut off. It was broken, leaving only a bare steel rod.
The three of them were wounded one after another, Yun Zhonghe was the most seriously injured, because a piece of the weapon was cut off, resulting in a deep bone wound between his chest and his right arm. If the other party hadn't rushed to the carriage in a hurry, he might have died It was split in half.
Duan Yanqing shouted loudly, his cultivation level was far higher than the other three villains after all, an iron stick hit the opponent's sword with a yang finger at the nick of time.
Duan Yanqing let out a sinister laugh, while holding the opponent's long sword with his right hand, he used his other hand to poke at him.
The white-clothed swordsman snorted coldly, shook his wrist, and spun his shuriken rapidly. Duan Yanqing only felt a big shock in his mouth, and he could no longer hold the iron staff in his hand. The lazy donkey rolled and fell off the carriage, and when he regained his footing, he found that his tiger's mouth had been shaken open, with blood dripping from it, and he couldn't help being shocked.
However, he remembered that there was one more important thing, so he ignored the wound and nervously looked in the direction of the carriage.
At this moment, the white-clothed swordsman had already stopped, pointing his sword at the woman in the carriage. The reason why he stopped was because the other party was holding Xue Baochai's neck in front of him. The fragrance will disappear and the jade will die.
"This man's swordsmanship is so fierce!" Huang Rong in the distance was shocked. She is also a well-known figure in the Jianghu. She has seen countless masters, but her swordsmanship is so high that she may only have seen it at the Golden Snake Conference. The girl who raised sheep and Song Qingshu.
"It's not just fierce, it can be called unparalleled in the world to a certain extent." Song Qingshu praised, the swordsmanship of the sword masters in the rivers and lakes may be light, or treacherous, or open and close, but this person's swordsmanship is completely unique. No one else can match him in terms of killing swordsmanship.
"Who is this person?" Huang Rong was even more astonished. With Song Qingshu's martial arts, there are very few people in the world who can receive such praise from him. How could it be someone who is unknown
Song Qingshu chuckled: "Have you forgotten what happened in the carriage last time?"
Thinking of the charming scene of the two in the carriage, Huang Rong blushed and said angrily, "What are you talking about at this time?"
Song Qingshu was stunned, seeing her eyes rolling and her cheeks becoming dizzy, she realized that she was thinking about it, and couldn't help laughing: "I said that someone stopped our carriage on the street and wanted to compete with me."
"Ah~" Huang Rong exclaimed, wishing she could find a way to get in, and hurriedly used words to divert her embarrassment, "So it's Xue Yiren."
At this time, there was also movement from the Xixia carriage:
"Sure enough, he is a blood-clothed man who climbed out of a sea of blood and corpses, and his swordsmanship is indeed unparalleled." The girl's soft voice in the carriage sounded again, as if there was no tension at all.
Xue Yiren showed a hint of surprise on his ice-like face: "You know me?"
The girl chuckled slightly: "Your Imperial City Division is responsible for investigating domestic and foreign intelligence, and our Yipintang also does similar things. How can we not pay attention to the enemy country who killed a Jurchen and a thousand-man team by himself?"
Song Qingshu nodded secretly in the distance, she really is from Xixia Yipintang, but I don't know if she is the identity I guessed.
"People from Yipintang?" Huang Rong frowned. In fact, the Beggar Gang and Xixia Yipintang had dealt with each other for a long time. However, with the rise of Jurchen and the invasion of Mongolia to the south, Xixia and Southern Song Dynasty no longer bordered each other, and the hatred between the two sides gradually faded. down.
Xue Yiren's eyes fell on the other party's hand pinching his sister's neck, and he calculated in his heart whether he could dare to subdue her before she hurt her sister, but the result was not optimistic.
"In recent years, my Song Dynasty has nothing to do with you Xixia, why did you run to Lin'an and cause trouble?" Xue Yiren had no choice but to stabilize her first, and then wait for the opportunity to move.
"It's your Imperial City Secretary who caused the trouble first, right? We were enjoying the mountains and rivers here, and you suddenly sent people to surround us. Who is causing trouble?" The woman snorted slightly.
"The Xixia Yipintang is full of masters. You said that you are going to visit the mountains and rivers in Lin'an, and you treat us as three-year-old children?" Xue Yiren sneered.
"That's right, there is indeed something wrong with us this time in An'an. Although our two countries did not meet each other a few years ago, because they no longer bordered each other at that time, now Mongolia has returned Sichuan to you, and at the same time it has also returned some of the Xixia people who invaded me before. From now on, our two countries will border each other." The girl said with a smile.
"So what?" Xue Yiren said in a deep voice.
"So what?" The girl's voice suddenly turned cold, "My Great Xia Kingdom and your Song Dynasty fought for nearly a hundred years. You have forgotten, but our Great Xia Kingdom has not forgotten! Back then, the Western Army of your Song Dynasty pressed on every step of the way. My Great Xia was about to die and the country was destroyed. Fortunately, Jurchen suddenly rose up and drove straight into Bianjing, so we were able to recuperate and get a chance to breathe. The lessons learned from the past are vivid, now that you have regained Sichuan, how can we be careless?"
"So you are here to sabotage?" Xue Yiren turned the sword in his hand, as if he would strike at any moment.
The girl's hand pinching Xue Baochai's neck tightened instantly, and she used her body to block almost all the opponent's attack routes: "It's not enough to cause damage, but I just came to check the information of those officials in Sichuan. It's a pity that I got a In the worst case, the people in charge of the military power in Sichuan are actually the descendants of the Wu family of the Western Army."
Huang Rong in the distance suddenly let out a light gasp: "Something's wrong!"
Song Qingshu was startled: "What's wrong?"
Huang Rong frowned: "The girl from Yipintang didn't need to reveal so much information to the people in the Imperial City Department. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look right. Could it be that she is delaying time?"
Song Qingshu nodded secretly, and agreed with Huang Rong's judgment, but he couldn't understand why they were delaying the time. After all, this is the Southern Song Dynasty's home field, and reinforcements may arrive at any time. The longer the time, the better it will be for the Southern Song Dynasty.
"So you kidnapped the candidate for the crown princess?" Xue Yiren snorted coldly.
The girl in the carriage chuckled: "The reason why I told you so much is to tell you that we are here to investigate the news. Now that Sichuan officials have confirmed their appointment, it is meaningless for us to stay here. We are planning to Leave, what reason do you have to kidnap the eldest lady of the Shen family?"
"Whether you kidnapped me or not, I'll tell you when I go back to the Imperial City Division." Xue Yiren waved his hand, and the secret agents of the Imperial City Division stepped forward one after another, and surrounded the remaining people in Xixia.
"Your Imperial City Secretary is still so domineering. Are you not afraid that I will be nervous and have no measure in my hands, and let you, my sister who I feel pity for, die?" The girl in the carriage was still smiling, as if there was nothing wrong with her. Worry about the situation at hand.
Xue Baochai snorted coldly: "As soon as I entered the Imperial City Division, I have already made up my mind to sacrifice. Brother, don't worry about me, and arrest all these people."
Xue Yiren nodded, looking sharply at the girl in the carriage: "Let her go, I can still consider letting you go safely."
The girl in the carriage obviously didn't believe it: "Everyone is an adult, is it interesting to coax a three-year-old child like this?"
Xue Yiren said lightly: "You have no choice, even if you don't let go, none of you will be able to go; if you let go, there is still a chance, so you can only choose to trust me."
"Yes, I think there is another choice." The girl in the carriage had an inexplicable meaning in her tone.
Xue Yiren's heart trembled: "What choice?"
"Isn't it enough to kill you all?" The girl giggled.
Xue Yiren seemed to have heard some big joke, and laughed angrily: "If Baochai hadn't been in your hands, I would have killed you all with one sword each."
The girl in the carriage smiled coquettishly: "Yes, we are indeed inferior to you in terms of martial arts, but it is not necessary to use martial arts to kill people in this world."
"What do you mean?" Xue Yiren secretly felt something was wrong.
At this time, Huang Rong, who was watching from a distance, suddenly clutched her forehead, and fell to the side as soon as her body softened.