"Oh~" Wu Xiuwen looked at her and elongated his voice, "Nowadays Yang has the glory and wealth of Mongolia, and there is a beauty like you by his side, no wonder he doesn't want to take risks to save others."
Wu Dunru also echoed: "It's also fortunate that Fumei liked him so much back then, she was really blind."
"That's wrong," Wu Xiuwen immediately waved his hand, "Fumei obviously likes Song Qingshu and Song Daxia. Brother Song is handsome and martial arts. He has millions of soldiers under his command. He is a first-class figure in the world. Some people are still a little self-aware. , don’t compare.”
Yang Guo's eyelids twitched, thinking that his beloved aunt was also taken away by that man, he felt a wave of anger in his body that was about to be uncontrollable.
Song Qingshu, who was hiding in the dark, was dumbfounded. Although the martial arts of the Wu brothers were a lot of rubbish, the rubbish talk was at the level of super giants in history.
Let them spray it down again and Yang Guo will go berserk, it's fine to go berserk at first, but he feels very uncomfortable when he is being used as a gunman.
So he appeared in a hurry: "The matter of saving lives needs to be considered long-term, the two martial brothers, don't be rash."
He appeared in his original form, Da Wu and Xiao Wu couldn't help being excited when they saw him: "Brother Song!"
Song Qingshu nodded, and then said to Yang Guo: "Brother Yang, Da Wu and Xiao Wu are also eager to save the master, please don't take offense."
"Hmph~" Seeing it was him, Yang Guo's whole body tensed up instantly, as if he was about to make a move, but he held back in the end.
Gongsun Lue looked at Song Qingshu curiously. She was also somewhat curious about this legendary figure, but she quickly averted her eyes. Her thoughts were all on Yang Guo, and there was no room for other men.
"Where is my aunt?" Yang Guo looked at Song Qingshu unkindly.
Song Qingshu sighed: "I don't know where she went when Wudang Mountain left."
Hearing this news, Yang Guo's mood fluctuated for a while, obviously there was a ripple in his heart, and Gongsun Lue beside him couldn't help but his expression darkened, and a burst of sadness welled up in his heart.
"Put the rest aside first, the most urgent thing now is to save the hero Guo." Song Qingshu originally wanted to call Brother Guo, but Yang Guo called him Uncle Guo, which would seem to be taking advantage of him.
Yang Guo also regained his composure: "That's right, with your help now, our hope of saving Uncle Guo is a little higher."
"It's not enough." Song Qingshu roughly explained the Mongolian masters, and Yang Guo frowned more and more, he also knew that it was difficult to handle.
"Then what should we do now?" It's strange to say that just now Yang Guo clearly said something similar, but Da Wu and Xiao Wu didn't listen at all and instead sneered. Now that Song Qingshu said it, they immediately calmed down.
Song Qingshu replied: "As far as I know, Zhou Botong and Hong Qigong should also be near Helin, you should find a way to contact them."
"Yes, with the two of them here, we will definitely be able to rescue Master." Xiao Wu couldn't help being excited when he heard the message from those two people.
Song Qingshu said: "Another internal response is needed, and there is one thing that needs to be troubled by Brother Yang."
Yang Guo said in a deep voice, "Say it!"
Song Qingshu hesitated: "But this is against the way of chivalry..."
Yang Guo said indifferently: "As long as Uncle Guo can be rescued, the loss of my personal reputation is nothing."
"Brother Yang really cares about justice," Song Qingshu said, "The general guarding Guo Daxia today is Wu Lianghetai, he is Meng Ge's old department, if we can get the help of Meng Ge's widow, Princess Yalun, we can Save a lot of things."
Yang Guo frowned and said, "How can Princess Yalun help us?"
Gongsun Lue on the side felt tense, wouldn't it be for Brother Yang to use his beauty trick? A handsome and charming man like Brother Yang, even if the other party is a princess, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist.
Song Qingshu didn't know what was going on in her mind, and continued: "Princess Yalun has a child, who is brother Meng's posthumous child. She has always loved her very much. If brother Yang finds an opportunity to capture her child as a hostage, she will definitely submit."
Yang Guo couldn't help being stunned: "It's not very good to bully the orphans and widows."
Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "I also know that this is a bit embarrassing for Brother Yang."
Yang Guo took a deep breath: "Don't worry, in order to save Uncle Guo, even if it violates chivalry, I will go back and do it, but I need you to promise not to hurt the child's life."
"It's natural, I'm not a bloodthirsty monster." Song Qingshu couldn't bear it when he thought of the situation when Princess Yalun took care of the child.
At this moment, Gongsun Lue said, "Young Master Song, although Brother Meng is dead, he was once the crown prince after all. The guards in his mansion are so heavily guarded. It may not be easy to go in and arrest people. Let Brother Yang take the risk to do this." I don't know what you are going to do?"
Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "The little girl started protecting her shortcomings before she got married."
Gongsun Lue's face turned red, and she glanced at Yang Guo with a guilty conscience: "How can there be~"
Song Qingshu replied: "Of course I know that Mengge's palace is heavily guarded, so I'm going to create an opportunity for you to divert the tiger away from the mountain. You are taking the opportunity to sneak in and find someone."
After discussing some details with them, Song Qingshu returned to his residence to meditate. Not long after, a carriage slowly stopped at his door.
A group of cavalry came down quickly and spread out to take care of the surrounding safety. A beautiful woman alighted from the carriage, she was Princess Yalun!
She got out of the car and walked straight in, walked towards Song Qingshu's place, stopped when she saw his figure, waved her hand to let the subordinates go out, and said: "I'm here, you can kill my father told me the details."
Song Qingshu noticed that she didn't bring her child out this time, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Although she guessed that she probably wouldn't bring it out, she was not afraid of anything but just in case.
"Who is this young master?" Song Qingshu didn't answer, instead, his eyes fell on Mr. Pian Pianjia beside her. Even if he is also a man, he has to admit that this is an extremely attractive character. There is something in his eyes that can teach women to melt. His gentle expression, the thick black and elegant mustache on his lips, seemed to make his handsome face hang a faint smile at any time.
His eyes fell on the paper fan in his hand, and a lot of complaints came to his mind. In this bitter cold place in Mobei, he always carries the fan on his body, so he is not afraid of being too cold
The young master smiled slightly, and unfolded the folding fan in his hand. There was a picture of a lady on it, the painting was exquisite and lifelike, and a fairy-like figure jumped out of the paper, whoever it was if it wasn't Jin Bingyun: "I sent Hou Xibai in Xiahuajian, and I have seen Shuiyue Dazong."
"Hou Xibai?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, why did he even appear? Speaking of the Shadow Assassin helping Hai Lost, and Hou Xibai helping Princess Yalun, these two brothers are really interesting.
"Dazong knows me?" Hou Xibai could not help asking curiously, feeling his tone.
"What's your relationship with Nian Lian Dan?" Song Qingshu thought of Nian Lian Dan's filthy state in Xixia City back then, and didn't like the words Huajian School.
"Although he and I belong to the same faction of Huajian, we belong to different factions and have no intersection. Hou has never been ashamed of being a human being. I hope Dazong will not confuse us." Hou Xibai said solemnly, apparently receiving such misunderstandings .
Song Qingshu hummed, pointed to Jin Bingyun on his fan and said, "Aren't you afraid that the magician will blame you for drawing her on your fan?"
Hou Xibai took the fan and looked at Jin Bingyun's portrait, and said with a slight smile: "I just objectively record the beautiful things in the world, without any intention of profanity. How can a magician care about such trivial things."
Song Qingshu couldn't help admiring that he could make the idiot's behavior so artistic, and was about to say a few words of praise when he suddenly noticed the portrait of a woman on the other side of his fan, and couldn't help being startled.