Hearing Xue Yiren's words, Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, his first reaction was that he was exposed, but when he saw that the other party's eyes were not looking at him but at the person standing on the courtyard wall, he realized that he had put that Man recognizes himself.
In fact, as soon as that person came Song Qingshu recognized Zhao Min as a woman disguised as a man. After all, we have been friends for so long. Even wearing a mask, he couldn't hide from Song Qingshu's eyes.
As for the reason why Xue Yiren admitted his mistake, it was mostly because he saw the silver mask on Zhao Min's face. You must know that Song Qingshu would sometimes walk around the world wearing a mask to avoid trouble. As an intelligence agency of an empire, it is not surprising to find such a thing.
On the contrary, Shen Bijun on the side looked curiously at the "man" on the courtyard wall. Over the years, Song Qingshu's name can be said to have been spread all over the country, and even she in her boudoir has heard of his name for a long time. In addition, Sang Feihong's various storytelling and singing dramas of Wuhumen greatly publicized his deeds, and those deep ladies and wealthy daughters in the south of the Yangtze River often talked about him after dinner, so that Shen Bijun, who was originally not interested in the affairs of the Jianghu, also had a feeling for him. curious.
Especially my best friend Lu Wushuang, every time Song Qingshu is mentioned, she always looks like a little deer, portraying him as a unparalleled hero, which makes her more interested in this legendary man. Especially at the moment when she was deeply in the clutches of the devil, Shen Bijun thought of Song Qingshu's stories about being exiled to immortals, and immediately raised a surge of anticipation.
Noticing Shen Bijun's expectant eyes, Zhao Min smiled at her, which instantly made the other person's face blush slightly, and Song Qingshu beside him couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion, Zhao Min's appearance of red lips and white teeth pretending to be a son-in-law is indeed too lethal to women.
However, Xue Yiren was a little puzzled, and there was a kind of fanaticism in his eyes: "I have heard about your name for a long time, and I wanted to compete with you twice before, but it was a coincidence that I didn't get what I wanted. As the saying goes, there are only three things. Let's see what happened today." Is it your sword spirit that is stronger, or my sword is sharper."
Two times before, one was stopped by his sister Xue Baochai to stop the sedan chair on the street in Lin'an, and the other time was caught in the sad breeze of Xixia Yipin Hall outside Lin'an City, so Xue Yiren has always been bitter about not competing with Song Qingshu, and now he sees him again Seeing him, the pent-up energy in his heart exploded instantly, a cold light flashed, and Xue Yiren had already drawn his sword.
This sword is as flawless as the blue sky and white clouds. This move is from bottom to top, and the momentum of the sword is brilliant and swift, with a sword energy that is cold to the bone marrow, and the edge of the sword is so terrifying that it cannot be resisted!
Zhao Min saw a sword light flying obliquely, like a shocking light, like a long rainbow passing through the sky, and the smile on his face remained unchanged. The momentum of the sword made his whole body go limp, but he didn't even frown. He was indeed a character who was exiled from the immortals like in the legend.
Shen Bijun was in admiration, but Zhao Min was crying secretly. It wasn't that she didn't want to move, but that the opponent's sword was too terrifying. The air around her seemed to freeze, but she wanted to move, but found that her whole body felt as if she had been poked into acupuncture points. The fear made her unable to move at all.
"Are you going to die?" Zhao Min's mind was at a loss, only one thought remained.
Song Qingshu, who was complained by him, was also shocked at this time. He had never seen Ximen Chuuxue's Sword God Yixiao, and Ye Gucheng's Tianwai Feixian, but he thought that the sword skills of these two were no more than Xue Yiren's. Between sword brothers.
Naturally, he couldn't just sit and watch Zhao Minxiang disappear, and with a wave of his hand, a cyan sword qi condensed in the air and appeared in front of Zhao Min, forcibly blocking Xue Yiren's earth-shattering sword.
It's just that after all, it was his sword energy that was sent from such a distance. Although he could barely block Xue Yiren's sword, it could not force him back.
At this time, Xue Yiren's astonishment was no less than his: "Hey, he stood there without even raising his hand, and unexpectedly condensed such a fierce and unparalleled sword energy without form or form. His martial arts have already reached such a high level!" It's over."
Although he could sense that the opponent's sword qi was weaker than his own, what was terrifying was that the opponent just made a random strike without blinking his eyes or moving his hands, which made him feel that the opponent was extremely powerful. It's so unpredictable, so I was a little afraid for a while, and didn't dare to continue to shoot.
Just now, no matter whether it was Xue Yiren or Shen Bijun, they put all their energy there, so there was such a misunderstanding.
At this time, Zhao Min narrowly escaped from death, his back was soaked in cold sweat, and he couldn't help scolding Song Qingshu to death: "I will never pretend to be Song again, it's just a joke with my life, this bastard messes with me all the time It's all against each other."
While Xue Yiren was hesitating, there was a loud shout from not far away. It was obvious that after so long, the defense forces of the Wei Palace had finally reacted. A large number of masters were rushing here. Although his martial arts are high, he is invincible in the end. Four hands, with so many guards rushing over, he can only walk as the best plan.
"Next time, choose a time and place where no one will disturb you, and have a hearty fight with King Qi." Xue Yiren cupped his hands, and his tone became more respectful. An invisible sword is enough to make him an opponent of the same level.
Zhao Min could barely maintain a faint smile, and after Xue Yiren left, he gave Song Qingshu an angry look, and was about to turn around and leave.
However, her coquettish and angry look will naturally evolve into different meanings in the eyes of different people. Song Qingshu can naturally understand the meaning, but because he is standing with Shen Bijun now, Shen Bijun thinks that this glance is looking at her.
Zhao Min originally had a pair of extremely touching eyes, and with the aftermath of the previous battle, Shen Bijun's eyes really made her heart beat faster and her mouth dry.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Shen Bijun didn't know where the courage came from, and stepped forward to stop him: "Mr. Song!"
Zhao Min stopped, turned around and stared at her with a half-smile: "What's the matter, beauty?"
Song Qingshu on the side was very depressed, and Zhao Min was flirting with his sister at this time, which always made him feel weird.
Shen Bijun's cheeks became hot. If she had encountered such a flirtatious young man in the past, she would have walked away immediately, but this time, for some reason, she didn't feel angry at all. Instead, she bowed profusely: "Little girl She is the daughter of Shen Yan, the royal servant in the palace, now that the Shen family has been wiped out, and I have been kidnapped thousands of miles away, I am at a loss, I hope you can help me."
Her voice was already very beautiful, but now she is feeling sad and her voice is even more charming. Any man who hears it will probably soften his heart, but it is a pity that the object of her confession is a woman. Zhao Min replied indifferently: "Why do I Want to help you?"
(end of this chapter)