Song Qingshu couldn't help rubbing his nose. Has this matter spread so widely? I didn't expect Hong Qigong, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to gossip like this behind his back.
Hearing the old naughty boy's words, Yang Guo was instantly furious: "Old naughty boy, I consider you a friend, why are you insulting me like this!"
"Why are you still angry?" The old naughty boy scratched his ears and looked extremely puzzled, "I didn't insult you, I just congratulated you as a friend."
Yang Guo suppressed his anger, and said coldly: "I lost my aunt, why am I so happy?"
The old naughty boy came to him with a smile: "What's so good about women, they all look hideous, and they mean a lot of trouble, how free it is to play alone like me, Brother Yang, you will know when you get used to it. benefits."
Only then did Yang Guo understand what he meant, thinking of his usual way of speaking upside down, he didn't take it to heart: "Gu Gu is different from other women."
The old naughty boy nodded in agreement, then pulled Yang Guo's sleeve and said, "Little Dragon Girl is indeed different from other women, she is much more fun. I can't learn how to sleep on a rope, Yang Guo, tell me quietly if you have any tricks."
Yang Guo choked for breath: "I won't either."
Xiao Longnv's special sleeping position requires a person with a pure and flawless mind to do it, even an innocent person like the old naughty boy can hardly do it, let alone such a delicate heart like him.
Thinking of the time spent together in the ancient tomb, and the beautiful figure on the rope, Yang Guo felt a pain in his heart, he felt the breath in his body churning, and he almost vomited blood.
The girl in green at the side hastily patted him on the back and comforted him: "Brother Yang, don't get angry."
Only then did Zhou Botong notice the woman next to him, and he couldn't help winking and laughing: "Yang Guo, Yang Guo, you are not a good person, just now you were asking Xiaolongnv, but now you are living together with Miss Gongsun outside the Great Wall. You better buy me quickly, or I will sue you the next time I see Xiao Longnu."
He had been to Heartless Valley before, so he naturally knew each other.
Song Qingshu on the side nodded secretly, it seemed that this green shirt girl was Gongsun Lue, thinking of the woman who died for Yang Guo in the original book, he couldn't help but sighed, hoping that the world could have a happy ending for them.
However, considering the expression on the other party's face when he mentioned Xiaolongnv just now, this matter may be a bit difficult.
Sure enough, Yang Guo smiled sadly: "How can my aunt care about these things now?"
Sensing his emotions, Zhou Botong scratched his hair a little irritably: "Oh, every time I hear about your love, love, I feel uncomfortable all over."
At this time, Jin Bingyun stepped forward and said, "This junior has met Senior Zhou." With her appearance, even if she sat still, she was the focus of the audience, but she was Pang Ban's apprentice after all, and many people were intimidated by Pang Ban. Ban Weiming didn't dare to be too reckless, but now that she came out, they could justifiably look at her graceful and slender figure with greedy eyes.
"You're a pretty little girl." Zhou Botong glanced back at her, even though he didn't know much about the world, he found it pleasing to the eye. "Why are you old and not old? I'm the youngest? You can just call me Zhou Botong."
"Uh..." Looking at his white hair, even Jin Bingyun didn't think about how to deal with it for a while, so he simply changed the subject, "I heard you mentioned Song Qingshu just now, is it the Golden Snake King Song Qingshu?"
The originally somewhat chaotic hall fell silent in an instant, and even Kublai Khan pricked up his ears. It was obvious that Song Qingshu had suddenly emerged in the Central Plains and had become a force that even he could not ignore.
Song Qingshu looked at Jin Bingyun even more curiously, why is this woman asking about her own affairs
"Who else is there besides him?" The old naughty boy shuddered, "But this nickname is too ugly. We must ask him to change his name next time we meet. The old naughty boy is most afraid of snakes." The scene where Ouyang Feng played tricks with the snake array made him feel uncomfortable.
"Can you just ask him to change his nickname? Are you familiar with him?" Jin Bingyun had figured out his temperament at this moment, and he didn't deliberately use the title of old senior anymore.
"He and I..." Zhou Botong hesitated, but when he saw everyone around him looking at him, he rolled his eyes and said immediately, patting his chest, "Of course I know him very well, he also taught me how to fly bamboo in the sky. Where are the birds?"
Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, thinking how do I know you well? But hearing him talk about it, I vaguely remember that he saw it when he and Huang Rong were riding a hang glider.
"Flying bamboo birds? But kites or something?" Kublai Khan couldn't help asking, when the golden knife son-in-law helped the Great Khan break the city of Samarkand, he also used similar things.
"How could it be a kite? Could it be that I can't tell the difference between a kite?" Zhou Botong was upset for a while, and then boasted about what he saw that day, making it look like a fairy descended to earth, Song Qingshu felt embarrassed to hear it.
"I wonder if the old man can teach us how to make this paper bird?" Kublai Khan asked eagerly. As a famous general, he naturally understood the strategic significance of this kind of thing.
Zhou Botong said embarrassingly, "It's a pity I didn't learn it."
Song Qingshu is also a black thread, I didn't teach you how to do it at all, I didn't expect this guy to be such a braggart.
"According to what you said, then Song Qingshu should know it." Jin Bingyun blinked her eyes thoughtfully.
"Naturally." Zhou Botong nodded.
Jin Bingyun couldn't help sighing: "This Mr. Song is young, not only martial arts is world-class, but also laid such a large foundation, and even has so many wonderful ideas, is it really the legendary exile?"
Hearing the words here, Yang Guo on the side became more and more depressed, and directly picked up the kumiss in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.
Zhou Botong circled around Jin Bingyun, looking up and down, making her extremely uncomfortable: "Is there something wrong with me?"
"That's not true. I just thought that the old beggar told me that Song was a magic star of a woman. No woman can stop his charm. I still don't understand, but seeing you like this, little girl , I probably understand what's going on," Zhou Botong said to Yang Guo who was on the side, "This girl has never seen Boy Song before, so that's it, brother Yang, you don't deserve to lose."
"Ahem..." Yang Guo couldn't help it anymore, a trace of blood dripped from his lips, and Gongsun Lue hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe it for him, while glaring at Zhou Botong, "Old naughty boy, can you please stop talking nonsense."
Song Qingshu was also apologetic, and walked over to hold Yang Guo's hand to help him adjust his breath: "This brother Yang's practice may not be able to withstand great sorrow and joy, I hope you pay more attention to it on weekdays."
Yang Guo glanced at him in surprise: "Thank you."
The Jinlun Fawang on the side stared at the two suspiciously, thinking deeply.
Although Jin Bingyun usually looks calm and breezy, but when he heard this in full view, he still blushed: "Senior, I was thinking about it, but my master is a little curious about that Mr. Song, so I will check it out for him. .”
The people around were relieved, how could the fairy in everyone's heart be so easily moved, but thinking that the magician Pang Ban cared about Song Qingshu, could it be that person is really so powerful.
Song Qingshu was also taken aback. It seems that he has been too ostentatious these years. I am afraid that not only Pang Ban, but also his name has been registered with Temujin. Hey, dogs are king in this world.
Zhou Botong had been making trouble here for a while, and now he felt a little bored, so he said, "Little girl, you just asked me a lot of questions, now it's my turn to ask you."
Jin Bingyun smiled slightly: "What does Mr. Zhou want to ask?"
Zhou Botong asked: "Do you know where my sworn brother Guo Jing is?"