Fu Junmao was taken aback for a moment, such words were just polite, how could he know that the other party really got to the bottom of it
After thinking about it, she still replied: "In the next life, I will be an ox and a horse to repay you, okay?"
"Being a cow or a horse?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, "I don't plow the fields, so why do I need cows and horses? Hey, cows and horses seem to be rideable, do you mean..."
"Get out!" Fu Jun was furious. If the other party hadn't saved him several times, or if it was other dudes who molested her like this, she would have stabbed a hole in her sword.
Fu Junyu next to him couldn't help tugging at his ears: "You brat is getting more and more courageous, and you dare to tease my sister?"
Song Qingshu looked innocent: "I thought you were implying something."
Now even Fu Junyu couldn't help but blushed slightly: "Okay, let's go save the prince, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't have to follow, to avoid danger."
"The two of you are hurt so badly now, wouldn't you die if you go like this?" Seeing the pale and weak faces of the two women, Song Qingshu frowned.
"But he is our prince and must be saved." Fu Junmao took his sister's hand, "Okay, you go back, if you really want to help, please help us inform Xixia."
Song Qingshu sighed: "It's true that your prince has nothing to do with me, but you have a lot to do with me. You still owe me the favor and haven't repaid it. Wouldn't it be a big loss for me if you die? No, I have to with you."
Although hearing what he said, the Fu sisters felt warm in their hearts. Even Fu Junmao, who had always had a prejudice against him, felt that he was still quite good in his bones.
Song Qingshu raised his hand and said to Zhongyuan Yidianhong in the darkness: "You don't have to follow, just find a place to treat the wound by yourself."
A cold voice came from the darkness: "What if I die if I don't follow you?"
"You don't have much fighting power with your injuries now," Song Qingshu recalled the battle situation just now. In fact, these men in black are all very high in martial arts, and among them there is no less than a little red in the Central Plains. Injury-for-life style of play, this solved the opponent in a short time, but he himself was also seriously injured, "Don't worry, brother has money, when the time comes, smash them to death."
Looking at the thick stack of banknotes he took out in his hand, Zhong
Yuan Yidianhong: "..."
Fu sisters: "..."
In the end, Zhongyuan Dianhong left. As a killer, he can judge the strength of the enemy and ourselves very calmly. Even if he can keep up with him now, he may not be able to protect the opponent. It is better to go back and notify the people of Southern Song Dynasty and Xixia to help.
Only Song Qingshu and Fu's sisters were left, and he approached with a smile: "I see that you are seriously injured, and you can't walk fast. I'm afraid your prince will be cold by the time you rush over. Would you like me to help you?" ?”
Fu Junyu gave him a blank look, and didn't bother to pay attention to him, while Fu Junyu looked at him with a half-smile: "Why didn't you think you were so bad before, and you used different methods to take advantage of our sisters?"
Song Qingshu laughed twice: "I'm really worried about your health."
"It's okay, we can still support this injury." Fu Junmao felt dizzy as soon as he finished saying this, and his whole body was on the verge of falling. If it wasn't for his sister to support him, he might fall to the ground.
Fu Junyu hurriedly called to Song Qingshu: "Help my sister up, she is injured more seriously."
"No... no need." Fu Junmao hastily waved his hand and refused.
Fu Junyu pressed her hand: "Sister, don't be brave. First, save your energy as much as possible, and you will have the energy to save others later."
Hearing what she said, Fu Junmao didn't say a word, Song Qingshu walked over and squatted down: "It's too slow to walk with support, I'll just carry it on my back."
Fu Junmei showed hesitation, but finally nodded and leaned gently.
When Song Qingshu stood up, he stretched out his hands to support her hips and lifted them up, obviously feeling that the beauty's body was a little stiff at that moment.
"If you take advantage of me, I will kill you." Fu Junmao whispered in his ear.
Song Qingshu smiled: "If you don't support you, you will fall."
"What are you talking about?" Fu Junyu looked over curiously.
Fu Junmei's face became hot: "No...it's nothing." Seeing that the other party's hands didn't move, she was relieved just now.
Along the way, Fu Junmao straightened her back and put her elbows on the opponent's back, not wanting to have too much contact with him, which made Song Qingshu laugh and say, "Aren't you tired like this?"
"You don't have to worry." Fu Junmao replied with a straight face.
"But you shifted your center of gravity backwards in this way, and I carried more weight on my back."
Tired. "Song Qingshu was speechless.
Fu Junyu couldn't help teasing: "My sister is so slender and you are tired of carrying it. I heard that your sons in the Southern Song Dynasty like to hang out in brothels the most. Could it be that your body has been hollowed out?"
Song Qingshu said depressedly: "You little girl, how can you not be shy when you talk about these things?"
Fu Junyu snorted: "Our Goryeo doesn't have as many messy rules as your Southern Song Dynasty."
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Listening to the bickering between the two along the way, Fu Junmao's tense heart gradually relaxed. She soon found that her arms were numb and her waist was uncomfortable. Finally, she unconsciously lowered her body and leaned gently on the opponent's back.
"Miss Fu, do you drink milk every day in Korea?" Song Qingshu asked suddenly.
Fu Junmao was taken aback for a moment: "No, what's the matter?"
"That's strange, how can you grow so attractive just by eating kimchi..." Feeling the softness on his back, Song Qingshu fell into doubt.
"What are you talking about?" Fu Junmao always felt that the other party had some malicious intentions.
At this moment, the sound of fighting came from not far away, I saw the old man in the mountain fighting with Xiao Feng, Zhuang Juxian fighting with Duan Yu, and Yeluqi struggling under the siege of several other men in black. Xiao Feng and Duan Yu would help him from time to time, he might not be able to do it anymore.
It turned out that Zhuang Juxian had held Xiao Feng up just now, and after a few moves, Xiao Feng quickly saw that although the opponent's yin and cold internal energy was miraculous, but his fist and kick skills were too poor, so he sold a loophole to lure the opponent to attack recklessly, just as he was about to subdue him easily , the old man in the mountain, who has been paying attention to the battle here, immediately came to rescue him.
Then it formed a situation where Xiao Feng faced the old man in Shangshan, and Duan Yu faced Shangzhuang Juxian. The latter two were both amazing in martial arts, but also had little fighting experience, so they fought evenly.
"Where did you get our prince!" Fu Junyu drew out his long sword and shouted, and Fu Junyu also got off Song Qingshu.
The old man in the mountain looked back and saw that the two of them were out of trouble, he was shocked, Xiao Feng said: "Just now that white-haired one and that beautiful woman led your prince to leave from that direction."
"Hefa and beauty?" According to his description, Song Qingshu immediately realized the identities of those two people.
At this moment, a group of horseshoes sounded, followed by a coquettish voice: "It's really unreasonable, do you really think that there is no one in Xixia?"