Seeing Xiao Longnv sitting in his arms as if she was stupid, Song Qingshu felt uncomfortable. Although he really enjoys the touch of holding Xiaolongnv like this, but in the lobby where everyone is watching, let alone Bingxueer sitting beside him, his nerves are not so big.
Feeling Song Qingshu's hand gently supporting her slender waist, Xiao Longnv just woke up like a dream, and quickly stood up, a faint blush bloomed on her icy face for the first time.
Under Bingxueer's strange gaze, Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, and quickly answered Ouyang Feng's words to divert everyone's attention: "I have always admired Bei Qiaofeng's heroism, and I think he should disdain the kind of heroic hero like me." It’s right to hide your head and show your tail.”
Looking at the mask on his face, everyone in the lobby let out a good-natured laugh, full of affection for his self-deprecating temperament, except of course the Mongolian group.
"With your martial arts, you must be a well-known figure in Jianghu, why don't you dare to show your true colors?" Zhao Min always likes to control the overall situation, and she is naturally deeply afraid of such an unknown master.
"Because I'm so handsome, in order to prevent young girls like you from falling in love with me when they see my appearance, I have to wear a mask." With the mask covered, Song Qingshu seemed to have done something wrong The child who doesn't have to fear punishment has returned to the unscrupulous frivolity of the past.
Bingxue'er showed a look of dumbfounding, of course she was wearing a mask, so others couldn't see her expression clearly, and the little dragon girl next to him also looked at him in surprise, with an expression that she had never seen such a brazen person.
Everyone in the lobby could hear him flirting with Zhao Min. Anyway, watching a play was not a big deal, so the whole room roared with laughter and whistled all over the sky.
Zhao Min's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Mr. Lu, Mr. He, slap me for me."
Lu Zhangke and Hebi Weng had served Zhao Min for a long time, and they knew her temper clearly, and they were ready to attack. Hearing her order, they attacked Song Qingshu without hesitation.
The two elders Xuanming each stretched out a palm, one covering Song Qingshu's chest acupoint, one attacking the dantian of his lower abdomen, and the other hands slapped his face one after another.
The two cooperated closely, if the enemy tried to parry the palms attacking his body, he would inevitably be slapped twice, if he stretched out his hand to block the hands attacking his face, his dantian would be destroyed at the slightest, and he would die on the spot at the worst.
Not to mention ordinary masters, even top masters will be embarrassed by their tricks if they are caught off guard.
"Miss Long, I will borrow your sword."
As soon as Xiao Longnv heard the voice in her ear, she felt that her hands were empty, and she couldn't help being shocked. It's really unbelievable that a master swordsman doesn't even know how his sword was taken away.
The two elders Xuanming suddenly felt a gorgeous sword light appearing in front of them, and in shock, they quickly changed their moves and took out their respective weapons from their arms.
After a dragon chant, the two elders retreated a few feet in embarrassment, looking at the half of the crane beak pen and deer head stick in their hands, with a lingering fear expression.
"Miss Long, do you want to kill Zhao Zhijing?" Song Qingshu turned to look at Xiao Longnu and asked after the two elders, Xuanming and Xuanming, were forced to retreat.
Xiao Longnu subconsciously nodded before turning her head around.
"If you want to kill Zhao Zhijing, you don't have to make a bet with that princess." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared immediately. Everyone blinked, and he stood there again, as if he hadn't moved from the beginning to the end. , the only difference is that there is a bright red blood bead hanging on the tip of the sword in his hand.
"Heck~" There was a strange voice in the lobby, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Zhao Zhijing, who was hiding behind the Mongolian warrior, clutching his throat with an expression of disbelief, and slowly fell down.
There was an uproar in the room, especially the Mongolian group, who stood up one after another. Even the master of the Vajra Sect and the Taoist Baishang, who had been keeping calm, were shocked. Song Qingshu's sword was so fast, if he was not on guard, he probably would There will be blood splattered on the spot.
Ever since meeting Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Min quickly had a plan to control Quanzhen Sect, but all of this disappeared with Zhao Zhijing's death, and he couldn't help looking at Song Qingshu in surprise and anger: "Who are you?"
Song Qingshu held the tip of the sword in front of him, exhaled lightly, blood beads scattered all over, and said in a strange sad tone: "You can call me Ximen Chuixue."
Every boy in the previous life dreamed that one day he would be like Ximen Chuixue, with white clothes fluttering like Ximen Chuixue, and a long sword invincible in the world. When Song Qingshu realized that he could vaguely reach this state, he sadly found that he would never return. Go to the wonderful world before.
"Ximen Chuuxue?" Zhao Min was taken aback. He had never heard of this person due to the powerful information network of the Ruyang Palace. He was still worried that he was an old martial artist. Even more puzzled.
The reason why Song Qingshu chose to kill Zhao Zhijing and let Yin Zhiping go was because he felt that Yin Zhiping was the so-called "Dragon Knight" in the Western magic world, and in the world of "Three-Body Problem", he could also be called the "Little Dragon Girl" The Wall Breaker... No matter what, his life and death should be decided by Xiao Longnu herself.
Of course, Song Qingshu didn't know that this peerless tragedy had never happened in this world...
As for a scum like Zhao Zhijing, Song Qingshu didn't like it all the time, so he helped Xiaolongnv take care of it.
"Dragon girl, your sword." Song Qingshu held the sword and carefully handed it to the little dragon girl. Looking at her peerless face, his heart was full of pity. God is so stingy, why can't he tolerate things that are too perfect in the world.
"Mm," stunned by the beauty of his sword just now, Xiao Longnu took it at a loss, "Thank you."
"They're all one family, as they should be." Song Qingshu smiled faintly.
"Family?" Xiao Longnu was slightly angry in her heart, although this person has high martial arts skills, why is his speech somewhat confusing.
"Let me introduce you," Song Qingshu pulled Bingxue'er over, "My wife is also a descendant of the Ancient Tomb Sect. Considering her age, both you and Li Mochou should call her Senior Sister. As for me, You can call me brother-in-law... Ouch!"
Seeing Song Qingshu saying that she was his wife in front of everyone, Bingxueer wanted to sneak in. Fortunately, there was a mask blocking her, so she had no choice but to comfort herself because no one would recognize her anyway, and she was upset when she heard that he was still talking nonsense. He pinched his waist hard.
"Elder Sister?" Xiao Longnu looked puzzled, she had never heard that Master had other descendants.
Bingxueer smiled slightly, and flicked her sleeves on the table, all the chopsticks in the bamboo tube jumped out. Bingxueer stretched out her snow-white hands and patted up, down, left, and right, dozens of chopsticks seemed to be controlled and fixed by an invisible hand In mid-air, none of them fell to the ground.
"The power of the sky and the earth!" Xiao Longnu looked surprised, without any doubt in her heart, and called out softly, "Master~"
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