It turned out that when Bingxueer heard Song Qingshu's method of double cultivation, she was also shocked. Although she had a good impression of Song Qingshu, she still missed Hu Yidao more in her heart, and she was absolutely unwilling to commit herself to him just to survive.
It's a pity that Bingxue'er was seriously injured at the time, and she couldn't speak at all, so she could only make a secret decision. If Song Qingshu really used that method to save her, she would accept it calmly, and it was just this to end the bad relationship between the two. Then drift away and completely break with him.
Who would have thought that after listening to Song Qingshu's muttering, Bingxue'er finally understood how much he understood her own thoughts.
Hearing that Song Qingshu said that he wanted to reopen his dantian, although he didn't say how dangerous it would be, how could Bingxue'er, as a member of the martial arts world, not know.
The other party could save her easily, but chose the most dangerous method. Bingxue'er felt his sincere friendship, stroking Song Qingshu's cheek with her fingertips, her heart gradually softened.
When Song Qingshu woke up, he found Bingxue'er lying on the head of the bed. Under the candlelight, there was a layer of crystal luster on her pure and flawless face.
He couldn't help reaching out to touch her face, but he didn't know that his movement woke up Bingxue'er who was in a light sleep.
"You...wake up?" Bing Xueer looked at him in surprise, this time for some reason, she subconsciously didn't call him uncle again.
"Well, how long have I been asleep?" Song Qingshu looked out the window worriedly, fearing that if he fell asleep for half a month like the one in the legend, it would be a big disaster.
"It's not yet dawn, uncle has only slept for more than an hour." Bing Xue'er said softly.
Song Qingshu stretched his waist, and felt that the true energy in his body continued to flow again. Although it was not as full as the peak state, it was still alive and well, and he must be able to recover in a short time.
"Sister-in-law, before I passed out, you..." Thinking of what he heard when he passed out, Song Qingshu asked tentatively.
"I don't want to hear it, and uncle doesn't want to say it." Bingxue quickly stretched out her finger and pressed it on his lips, a blush appeared on her face.
"Okay, if you tell me not to say it, I won't say it." There was a icy cold feeling on his lips, and Song Qingshu was filled with pity when he saw her occasionally showing a coquettish look during Gu Pan.
Bingxue'er pulled her finger back in embarrassment, and the room quickly fell into an inexplicable silence.
I can't keep silent like this forever, Song Qingshu said firstly: "Sister-in-law, you haven't practiced the Jade Heart Sutra, I don't worry about you chasing Murong Jingyue alone."
Bingxue'er pursed her lips and smiled: "Could it be that uncle is willing to accompany me to chase Murong Jingyue?"
"Yes." Song Qingshu almost blurted out, but thinking of the situation in Shandong, his lips parted slightly, but he still didn't say it.
"Don't worry, I know my uncle has something important to do, so why would I want you to accompany me." Bing Xue'er smiled softly.
Song Qingshu heaved a long sigh: "But I really don't want you to take risks alone."
Bing Xueer's eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if hesitating for a long time, she said softly: "Then I won't go."
"What?" Song Qingshu looked at her in disbelief.
"I see that uncle seems to have something important to do, but now that he has suffered serious internal injuries because of saving me, how can I have the heart to let you go back to Shandong alone? If uncle doesn't dislike my low martial arts, I... I want to take care of you along the way." Let me know." After Bingxue finished speaking, her face was so red that it was dripping water, and she didn't dare to look him in the eye.
"Why would I mind, haha, I wish for it, haha..." Song Qingshu said incoherently.
Bingxue'er feigned anger and said, "Uncle really laughed at me."
"No, no, absolutely not." Song Qingshu waved his hands with a serious face, but his heart was already full of joy.
Bingxue'er's expression suddenly changed: "But uncle, you have to promise me one thing."
Song Qingshu's chest was agitated, and he blurted out: "Don't say it's just one piece, even if it's a thousand or ten thousand pieces, I will promise you."
Bingxue'er gave him an annoyed look: "Stop bragging, I asked you to accompany me to chase Murong Jingyue now, will you agree?"
"It scares you." Seeing Song Qingshu's embarrassment, Bingxue'er chuckled, "I just want my uncle to promise that when he is free in the future, he will accompany me to track down Murong Jingyue's whereabouts."
"Of course." Hearing what Bingxueer said, she didn't just send him to Shandong, Song Qingshu couldn't be ecstatic.
"Also, and..." Bingxue'er suddenly became coy.
Song Qingshu hurriedly asked: "What else?"
"It's nothing." Bingxue'er shook her head. Originally, she wanted Song Qingshu to promise to treat her with courtesy along the way, and she must not behave beyond the courtesy, but she hesitated and swallowed this sentence back.
Maybe in her heart, she felt that going through so many things had already proved that Song Qingshu was a gentleman, so she didn't need to remind herself; or she was worried that saying this would be too indifferent to him, which might hurt his heart.
Seeing her tired face, Song Qingshu quickly got off the bed and said, "Sister-in-law, go to the bed and have a rest, you are weak and have just recovered from internal injuries." He helped her up while talking.
"It's okay, you've exhausted your internal energy, so you should rest... Oops!" It turned out that Bingxue'er had been lying on the bedside for a long time, so that when she got up, her legs were numb and she was a little unstable, so she fell into Song Qingshu's arms.
"I can't even stand still, it's not in the way." Song Qingshu smiled, picked her up horizontally, and then gently put her on the bed, "Sister-in-law, just rest, I have profound skills, and I can meditate for a while. Get some sleep."
Bingxue'er hummed softly, and lay on her side on the bed like that, quietly watching Song Qingshu who was sitting not far away meditating, her eyelids gradually sank.
It began to rain gradually outside the window, and I don't know how long it took, Song Qingshu suddenly felt something, opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the door, and soon there was a knock on the door.
"Excuse me, is the owner here? My husband and I have been traveling all night, we don't want to encounter a sudden rainstorm, and we want to borrow your place to hide from the rain."
The man's voice is full of vigor, and he must have certain attainments in internal strength.
Bingxueer also woke up, and looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously. Song Qingshu signaled her not to get up, and walked to the door by himself, and put down the bedroom curtain to block Bingxueer's figure.
After opening the door, a couple in their early thirties stood outside. The man was wearing a black shirt, a black soft hat, and a long sword in a black scabbard around his waist. It is tied with a scarlet ribbon, and a long sword with a white sheath is hung on the red ribbon.
The man's wind is handsome, and the woman's elegant and delicate, Song Qingshu gave a secret compliment, seeing that the two of them had obviously been drenched in a lot of rain, so he hurriedly invited them in.
The two people outside the door were also surprised when they saw Song Qingshu. They thought that the person who opened the door would be a mountain villager, but they didn't know that it was such a suave character. Da, hesitated for a moment, then walked in with fists clasped.
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