"That's right, I don't know if Gusu Murong Fu, who is famous all over the world, can kill you." Ping Yi pointed and sneered.
"Murong Fu?" Song Qingshu was startled, and said that when his meridian was cut off, it was thanks to Murong Fu's help that he was able to learn the news of the Shenzhao Sutra from Wang Yuyan. At that time, he made a vow in his heart that one day, he would return it to him. A love.
Although it didn't take long for Jiumozhi to kidnap Wang Yuyan, and a series of coincidences caused the two to draw their swords to face each other, but Song Qingshu still did not forget the kindness between him and Wang Yuyan.
"You were bragging so loudly just now, but now you're backing down?" Seeing Song Qingshu standing there in a daze, Ping said impatiently with a finger.
"I don't know where Mr. Murong offended Mr. Ping, so that Mr. Ping wanted to kill him?" Song Qingshu thought that if the two had some misunderstanding, it would be best if he could solve it himself, then there was no need to do anything to Murong Fu.
"I don't need to bother you about this, don't blame the old man for not reminding you, if you push back and forth, your companion may not be saved." Ping Yizhi would not give in, and he was sure that Song Qingshu would agree to his terms.
"But Mr. Murong is far away in Gusu, thousands of miles away from here, there is no time to go back and forth. Mr. Buping saves my companion first, and I will help you kill Murongfu. What do you think?" Jian Ping pointed his finger. Not letting go at all, Song Qingshu had no choice but to find a way to prevaricate, and when he rescued Zhao Min, he was thinking of a way to deal with him.
"Hey," Ping Yizhi seemed to see through his thoughts, "It's a coincidence that Murong Fu is currently in a ruined temple thirty miles away from here. If you rush there immediately, there should be still time."
How is it such a coincidence? Song Qingshu was startled, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Zhao Min frowned, hesitating whether to disclose his identity. The other party was concerned about Mongolia's influence, so he probably wouldn't leave him alone. It's just that in that way, she will inevitably become a hostage for them to threaten Mongolia. She really doesn't want to reveal her identity unless it is a last resort.
"The person you want to save is me. If you want to kill someone, I should naturally kill him. It's just Gusu Murong Fu. As long as you heal my wounds, I will keep Murong Fu's head and send it to you within a month." In front of you." Zhao Min looked at Ping Yizhi and said coldly with his hands behind his back.
With Ping Yizhi's eyesight, it is natural to see that Zhao Min is a woman disguised as a man. Hearing her words, she sneered: "The little girl speaks loudly. Even though Murong Fu can't master it by training, it's not something you mere little girl can kill."
"I said I can kill him, so I can kill him. As for how to kill him, that's my problem, and I don't need Dr. Ping to worry about it." Zhao Min has been in a high position for a long time, and the words he said have a convincing meaning.
Of course Song Qingshu believes that Zhao Min can do it, there are many masters in the Ruyang Palace, although Murong Fu's martial arts are high, but if Zhao Min really wants to kill him, he may not escape death.
Ping Yi didn't know Zhao Min's identity, so although he was a little moved, he finally shook his head: "In recent years, this Mr. Song has been in the limelight, and his martial arts have been rumored by the people in the world to be superb. If he kills Murong Fu, he must be sure. , Why do I want to look far away, I believe in you, a little girl."
Zhao Min was furious, and wanted to say something, but Song Qingshu took her hand, shook his head slightly, "I'll go." Murong Fu may still have a way out if he takes the shot, really let the masters of Ruyang Palace take action , Murong Fu may be doomed. Considering the old kindness, Song Qingshu naturally didn't want to watch Murong Fu fall into a deadlock.
Seeing Song Qingshu's resolute attitude, Zhao Min hesitated for a moment, and said: "If I remember correctly, you said before that you can also heal my wounds. If it really doesn't work, I will use your method to heal them."
"If you know what my method is, the princess will definitely not want it." Song Qingshu said with a wry smile.
Zhao Min stared at her almond-shaped eyes, her dimples were stained with a layer of red, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it just to take off your clothes? It's urgent. As long as... as long as you cover your eyes, I... I don't mind." Because Mrs. Tang ground the tofu last night, and her clothes were already in a mess. When she woke up in the morning, she was quite naked in front of Song Qingshu. Thinking of this, Zhao Min didn't think it would be difficult for Song Qingshu to treat her wounds. .
"That's just the first step." Song Qingshu's hair was black. When teasing her, he embellished how he healed a woman's internal injuries with a spring and autumn style. How could Zhao Min misunderstand that he only needed to take off his clothes.
"What else is there?" Zhao Min glanced at him suspiciously, already having a bad guess in his heart.
Song Qingshu's face turned red. Because of his thick skin, he was too embarrassed to show off his unique skills in front of so many people, and he had a demon saint in his arms, so he leaned closer to Zhao Min's ear and whispered.
It didn't take long for Zhao Min's ears to turn red, and he leaned back, his face livid, and glared at him, "Go to hell."
"I just said that you would never agree." Song Qingshu spread his hands and sighed, "If it wasn't because that method was too embarrassing, why would I bring the princess all the way to Kaifeng for medical treatment?" Zhao Min's chest was heaving up and down, apparently he was extremely restless. On the one hand, he was annoyed by Song Qingshu's frivolous words, but on the other hand, he felt that although Song Qingshu was flamboyant and cynical, he was not a lewd person. Firstly, he refused Mrs. Tang's embrace last night, and secondly, he didn't use 'that method' to save himself along the way...
Of course, even if Song Qingshu wasn't really angry in his heart, Zhao Min absolutely disagreed with that method.
Ren Yingying was startled when she heard that Song Qingshu had a way to treat Zhao Min. When Song Qingshu approached Zhao Min's ear, she immediately pricked up her ears to find out what the solution was.
Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu was worried that the secret would be leaked, even though he was leaning on Zhao Min's ear, he still chose the method of sound transmission to infiltrate the secret, how could Ren Yingying hear it, seeing Zhao Min's reaction made him even more curious.
"You guys are muttering, what are you talking about? Whether you want to kill Murong Fu or not, decide quickly, otherwise it will not be so easy to find his trace after he leaves the ruined temple." Ping Yizhi interrupted impatiently. The eerie calm between the three,
"Okay, I'll kill it." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "But when I go, you have to treat my companion, her injury can't be delayed anymore, I don't want to kill Murong Fu and come back, only to find that she has died died."
"No problem, as long as I enter the old man's thatched hut, I can save her even if the gate of hell is closed, but..." Ping stroked his two goatees with one finger, and a gleam of light bloomed in his small eyes, "If you play tricks with this old man What method, hehe, if the old man can save her, he can easily take her life back."
As the saying goes, medicine and poison do not separate families, Song Qingshu understands that with Ping Yizhi's ability, it is not difficult to plant a poison in her body while curing Zhao Min, just in case, but until now, he can't take care of it There are so many, I can only let him save Zhao Min's life first.
"Okay." Song Qing's writing was as heavy as water, she gently pushed Zhao Min's waist with her palm, and with a soft cry, she flew lightly to Ping Yizhi's side.
The lightness of Song Qingshu's gestures, as well as the exquisite control of strength, shocked all the masters in the field. Ping fingered while stroking the goatee, his eyes wandered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"I'll keep her here. If something happens to her when I come back, I will not only kill you, but also let the Sun Moon God Sect do nothing." Song Qingshu said solemnly.
The instructors in the arena looked at each other, seeing his lightness kung fu and the technique just now, knowing that his kung fu was far superior to their own, their faces were full of surprise and uncertainty.
Only Ping Yi pointed his face expressionlessly, and said calmly: "You are here to kill people, and Murong Fu is not easy to deal with. He took the holy aunt by his side, tied his hands and feet, and became your burden instead. And accidentally hurt you." With her Jin Gui's body, your companion might not be able to survive. Mr. Song, it is better to keep the holy lady. I guarantee with my reputation in the Jianghu for many years, as long as you bring back Murong Fu's head, I will definitely kill this The girl will return it to you completely."
"Song Qingshu, if you really listen to him, then we really have to be slaughtered." Before Song Qingshu could answer, Zhao Min spoke first. Although she was in a dangerous situation, she knew that as long as Song Qingshu held the holy aunt's life, her own safety would be guaranteed. She was worried that Song Qingshu would return Ren Yingying to them in a moment of confusion.
"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, still tightly restraining Ren Yingying, "Doctor Ping, my companion is suspicious just like me. The holy lady can't pay you back for the time being."
Ping Yizhi looked as expected, and nodded lightly: "Young Master, you must be careful on this trip, if there is any damage to the holy lady, I will pay ten times the damage to your companion."
"Ping Yizhi, if I'm lucky enough to survive, I'll definitely raze this poor place of yours to the ground in the future." Zhao Min said coldly.
For Zhao Min's threat, Ping Yizhi didn't take it seriously, and said with a sneer: "Looking at the shrewd and capable appearance of the girl, she is just a fool. If you threaten the doctor who treats you like this, I won't be afraid that my hand will shake later. Draw a line on your face?"
Zhao Min raised her brows, calmed down suddenly, looked at Song Qingshu and said, "If something cannot be done, you should come back earlier, and use the method you said to save me."
Song Qingshu was taken aback, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Are you not afraid that I will not try my best on purpose, just to use that method?"
"Although you hate it, there are people who hate it much more than you now." Zhao Min said lightly, "What's more, I know you are not that kind of person."
"Hey, don't send me a good person card." Song Qingshu rubbed his nose, "I don't even have that much confidence in myself, but you are fine... well, in order to live up to your trust, I will come back as soon as possible." Holding Ren Yingying's shoulder, she quickly disappeared in place and rushed to the ruined temple thirty miles away.
"Little girl, with your current injury, there are no more than three people in the world who can save you. How can Song Qingshu He De, what can he do to heal your injury?" Seeing Song Qingshu leave, Ping Yifinger couldn't hold back his curiosity , staring at Zhao Min with scorching eyes.
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