"Don't you claim to be a genius doctor in the world, why don't you even know this?" Zhao Min said sarcastically, if it is an ordinary method, it is no big deal to tell him, but Song Qingshu's method is too embarrassing to say, Zhao Min How can I tell outsiders.
"This..." Ping Yizhi pondered, muttering to himself, "Tianshan snow lotus, thousand-year-old ginseng can only temporarily extend her life, it is absolutely impossible to cure this girl, Hu Qingniu is dead, Xue Muhua and... and the poisonous hand medicine Wang should be able to save her too, but how could Song Qingshu, He De, actually be able to save her? Can't figure it out, can't figure it out, huh? Could it be that he also learned the Dali Duan style Yiyang finger, and he didn't hesitate to waste his years of skill to save this Girls?"
Zhao Min didn't care about what he was talking about, but looked at the direction where Song Qingshu disappeared, with a worried expression on her face. She said just now that it doesn't matter if Song Qingshu can't kill Murong Fu, and that she agreed to use his method to heal the injury was just an excuse. Song Qingshu's pressure, and secondly, made Pingyi suspicious, so he couldn't help but be suspicious.
On the way to the ruined temple thirty miles away, Song Qingshu also sighed quietly. How could he not understand that what Zhao Min said just now was just an expedient measure, and with her strong personality, she would rather die than let herself be rescued by that method. hers.
It's not enough to kill Murong Fu for Zhao Min's sake, but it's absolutely impossible. If it's not Zhao Min, but Xia Qingqing, Shuang'er and others are forced to do nothing, Song Qingshu may really kill Murong Fu against his conscience.
After all, although a promise is important, it is not as important as one's closest relatives. Although I had a good impression of Zhao Min in my previous life, but now Zhao Min is just an enemy's woman, why should I pay so much for her.
As for Murong Fu, not to mention Murong's family's status in Jianghu and Southern Song Dynasty, he refused to kill him because he helped him in the past to learn the Sutra of God. He promised Ping Yizhi superficially, but it was just a delay to let him save Zhao Min first.
Song Qingshu was actually very curious, why did Ping Yizhi have an irreconcilable relationship with Murong Fu, why did he let himself kill him? It is definitely impossible to ask Ping Yizhi, but you can get some clues from Murong Fu.
Having not slept all night, and having traveled thousands of miles, Song Qingshu was inevitably a little tired, but now the matter was so important that he had to brace himself up. Fortunately, with Murong Fu's martial arts, he should not pose any threat to him.
Thinking of Murong Fu's changing circumstances, Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, then took out a mask from his pocket and put it on. From the original book, he speculated that Murong Fu was narrow-minded. If he told the truth, he might not cooperate with him to rescue Zhao Min, which would be a waste of time. It's better to restrain him first and put him in front of Ping Yizhi.
Of course, Song Qingshu also intends to take this opportunity to try out the magic of the famous "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" in the martial arts world. It can be as famous as "Bai Shou Tai Xuan Jing" and "Sunflower Treasure" in the mouth of the poisonous hand medicine king.
"A master visits, why hide your head and show your tail." Song Qingshu hesitated for a while, and Murong Fu's clear voice came from the ruined temple.
"Worthy of being 'North Qiaofeng, South Murong', if you stay here for a while, you will be perceived by Mr. Murong." Song Qingshu smiled, and strode towards the ruined temple, but he was terrified. Much higher than expected.
In the previous life, Song Qingshu didn't understand it very much. In the early stage of "Tian Long Ba Bu", Murong Fu was still able to share equal shares with Qiao Feng. How could he know that in the middle stage, he was abused by Qiao Feng, Jiumozhi and others, and even together with the four generals in the later stage, Nor is Duan Yanqing's opponent.
It's not that Duan Yanqing's martial arts are higher than Qiao Feng and Jiumozhi's, but that Murong Fu himself has changed. The level of a person's martial arts depends not only on his own theoretical skills, but also on his own heart.
If a person has a high spirit, he can often beat several opponents of the same level, such as the blood knife ancestor against Nan Siqi, or Xiao Feng against Murong Fu, Ding Chunqiu and You Tanzhi; , Often he can't beat people with lower martial arts than himself, such as Li Chenzhou, the number one master in the world in Wen Rui'an.
Murong Fu belonged to the latter situation. In the early stage, Nan Murong was so high-spirited and famous, so he was not afraid of going to North Qiaofeng, and you could come and fight evenly. Unfortunately, he was pulled back by Jiumozhi not long after. Reality, keep hitting.
It was absolutely unbearable for Murong Fu, who was so arrogant and almost lonely, until he was beaten pale by Duan Yu, a dude who didn't pay attention to him at all, on Shaoshi Mountain, but the power of the Six Meridians Excalibur It made him suspicious of Gusu Murong's martial arts, even if Murong Bo's dead ghost father showed him the mystery of joining fingers, it did not completely dispel the shadow in his heart.
If a person even doubts his own martial arts, it is very difficult for his strength not to decline. Because of this, Murong Fu's martial arts did not advance but retreated. In the end, even joining forces with the family generals is no match for Duan Yanqing. .
But at this moment, Murong Fu's confidence seems to have not suffered much blows, and he is still the high-spirited "Nan Murong". It's no wonder that Song Qingshu has noticed a slight flaw.
"Who is Your Excellency?" Seeing that Song Qingshu was wearing a mask, Murong Fu was startled, quietly grabbed the sword beside him, and said attentively.
Looking around, Murong Fu still looks the same, he is still the romantic and handsome son of the family, but different from before, he does not have the beautiful Wang Yuyan by his side, without Wang Yuyan, naturally there is no follower Duan Yu.
"Why isn't Mr. Murong's cousin who is proficient in martial arts around the world?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.
When he saw him open his mouth, he asked his cousin, and Murong Fu's face flashed with a trace of greenness. When he was most taboo in martial arts competitions, his cousin would point and point at the side. People would only praise his cousin, but ignore him, Nan Murong.
"Don't worry about your Excellency, my cousin is very good, I don't know what your Excellency is asking me for?"
Hearing the hostility in Murong Fu's tone, Song Qingshu smiled lightly: "It's nothing serious, I just want to borrow your son's item for everyone's head."
Murong Fu was startled and angry: "Hehe, you want to take my Murong Fu's life?"
"Mr. Murong, I have a word of advice. Gusu Murong's prestige in the martial arts is naturally great, but there are countless talented people in the world, and there are not many people who are higher than you. You should be cautious." Song Qingshu said lightly. Said.
Murong Fu sneered endlessly: "Of course Murong Fu doesn't dare to claim to be invincible, but just relying on mere Your Excellency, how dare you brazenly want to take my life?"
"Whether I'm brazen or not, you'll know if you try it." As soon as the word "Le" fell, Song Qingshu had already attacked Murong Fu.
Murong Fu was taken aback, he quickly swung his sword away, only to find an afterimage, he was shocked in his heart, and immediately felt a coercion from his shoulders. Fortunately, Nan Murong's reputation is not in vain. With his shoulders sinking, he took advantage of the situation to divert Song Qingshu's strength away.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu looked at his hand, recalling that just now there was a gentle force from Murong Fu's shoulder, pulling his strength like hitting into a deep pool, instantly turning his grasp into invisible.
"Dou Zhuan Xing Yi really lives up to its reputation."
"Your Excellency's qinggong is also very good." Hearing Song Qingshu's exaggeration, Murong Fu couldn't be happy at all. Judging from Song Qingshu's ghostly movement just now, he is probably the most dangerous enemy he has ever encountered in his life. Lying in front of him, he looked at Song Qingshu calmly, not daring to be careless at all.
Song Qingshu was not in a hurry to attack, but said: "I have always had a doubt in my heart, and I hope Mr. Murong will explain it." Without waiting for Murong's reply, he continued, "I have heard that Murong in Gusu is extremely miraculous, and he is best at using that The way is still to be applied to others, but there are so many martial arts in the world, could it be that your Murong family is really proficient in martial arts in the world, and at the same time, you are better than enemies who have practiced a certain martial arts for decades?"
Song Qingshu's question is the biggest secret of the Murong family, Murong Fu would never confess it, he just snorted coldly: "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is broad and profound, how could a petty person like you be able to spy on it."
"My lord doesn't want to say it, it's okay, I will try it myself." It's no wonder that Song Qingshu ignored the business and wanted to waste time to compete with Murong Fu. It is really that "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" is too famous in the Jianghu. Song Qingshu's martial arts are so high now that it is difficult to have martial arts that he can admire in the world, and Dou Zhuan Xing Yi happens to be one of them. It is difficult to try out Murong Fu's real skills due to his scruples about affection, this time he took advantage of Ping Yi's excuse to investigate.
"Just try it, Your Excellency." Murong Fu was concerned about his peak lightness kung fu, he didn't dare to let him make a move, and rushed to attack first.
"This is the catkin swordsmanship that the Murong family is famous for?" Song Qingshu moved his steps lightly, and every time he seemed to avoid Murong Fu's sword moves, he actually had a calm expression on his face, really avoiding it. When it was unavoidable, he flicked away the opponent's sword with his fingers.
"Fantasy supernatural powers? Could it be that Your Excellency is from Peach Blossom Island." The shock from the sword made him almost unable to hold it, and Murong Fu couldn't help being shocked and angry.
"Mr. Murong is indeed well-versed in a hundred schools of thought, and he knows the origins of martial arts in the world, but this time, you are mistaken. What I am using is just ordinary finger snapping, not the martial arts of Peach Blossom Island." Song Qingshu said with a faint smile while dodging.
"How is it possible?" Murong Fu was terrified long ago when he saw that his wrists were numb when he flicked his fingers, and subconsciously thought it was the mystery of his flick of the fingers supernatural power.
"Martial arts all over the world lead to the same goal by different routes. My flick of the finger may be similar to the supernatural powers of Taohua Island Master Huang's flick of the finger. It's not impossible. Why should Mr. Murong stick to it." Song Qingshu said that Murong Fu's face turned red and then pale.
Seeing Murong Fu's lips tightly closed, playing with a sword so that the temple was shimmering with cold light, Song Qingshu secretly agreed, but it was a pity that after the baptism of the Five Sacred Sword in the Cliff and Feng Qingyang, plus his understanding of Dugu Qiubai's sword intent, he couldn't help it. His attainments in swordsmanship can be said to be unparalleled in the world.
Song Qingshu spotted a flaw, pinched his two fingers, and Murong Fu's sword could no longer move an inch. If Murong Fu used other weapons, Song Qingshu might not be able to deal with it so easily, but it happened to be a sword. Although the Murong family's catkin swordsmanship is exquisite, it is a pity that in Song Qingshu's eyes, it is naturally full of flaws.
"Withdraw the sword." Song Qingshu yelled in a deep voice, Murong Fu only felt a huge force coming from the sword, and couldn't hold it anymore, so he quickly backed away in shock.
The sword was caught in Song Qingshu's hand, and there was a sound of dragon chant. Song Qingshu waved it casually, and inserted the sword body into the pillar in the temple. "Young Master Murong, I want to see Your Excellency's fighting skills, not some willow catkin swordsmanship."
Murong Fu saw that he easily snatched the sword from his hand, his heart was already half cold, and he said with a sad smile: "Since that is the case, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful."
Seeing Murong Fu make a strange move, Song Qingshu was overjoyed. He was finally about to witness the legendary star shifting, when he suddenly heard a scolding voice from behind, he frowned, and moved a foot away, looking back Go, the green brick where I was standing just now was smashed to pieces by the long whip.
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