Glancing at the bright and charming Huang Rong not far away, Song Qingshu had to admit that he was a little moved, but he quickly regained his senses, and smiled slightly: "Brother, I still want to participate in the Golden Snake Conference. I don’t want to be a public enemy of martial arts.”
Ouyang Feng also knew that today was not a good time to make a move, so he didn't care about Song Qingshu's answer, he pondered for a moment, and continued to ask: "If I capture Huang Rong someday, do you dare to take it?"
Song Qingshu looked embarrassed: "Well, why do you ask me, am I the kind of person who writes a thief on his face?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Ouyang Feng's lips: "Looking at the world, there are only two people who have the courage to take Huang Rong into their house, and my brother is one of them."
Song Qingshu was taken aback, and his first reaction was Temujin, the Great Khan of Mongolia. She was a famous collector of wives, and most of the concubines in the harem were the women of his former enemies. I accepted it.
However, Song Qingshu quickly shook his head. He has the relationship with the Golden Sword Consort, and Guo Jing is a burden. I replied that Huang Rong is still the aunt of the current Mongolian princes. Even if Huang Rong falls into the hands of Mongolia, there may not be any danger. .
With the current prestige of Guo Jing and Huang Rong in the martial arts world, Song Qingshu couldn't think of anyone outside of Mongolia who would dare to do such a thing, so he couldn't help but look at Ouyang Feng with a strange look: "The other person can't be you, right?"
Ouyang Feng suddenly said angrily: "Bastard, this old man is not good at women!"
"Who is that?" Song Qingshu wondered.
"Wan Yanliang, Hailing King of the Kingdom of Jin," Ouyang Feng couldn't help but frowned at the mention of that person's name, "This old man has never seen such a lecherous person in his life, and he likes lewd wives and daughters the most, not only those of fellow ministers, but even Lian Huang..." Ouyang Feng suddenly realized something and stopped talking.
Fortunately, Song Qingshu didn't pay attention to this, so he didn't think of anything. He looked at Ouyang Feng with a depressed face: "What crime did I do to make you compare me with that pervert?"
Ouyang Feng smiled inscrutablely: "I have been in contact with both of you. Although you are very different on the surface, I can feel that you have one thing in common."
"What do they have in common?" Song Qingshu thought in his heart, if Ouyang Feng dared to say that the common point was that both of them loved wives, he would immediately pick up the tea on the table and give him a look.
"That is, you all ignore etiquette," Ouyang Feng replied, "but there is a difference. Wanyan Liang has etiquette in his heart, but he ignores etiquette. As for you, you don't have the concept of etiquette in your heart at all."
Song Qingshu was taken aback. As a time traveler, he naturally had no concept of etiquette in this world. He didn't expect to be spotted by Ouyang Feng, but his face was still a bit ugly: "Ignoring etiquette is one thing, what you said is another. thing!"
Ouyang Feng patted him on the shoulder with a half-smile: "Don't worry, I understand, I'll contact you after the matter is over." After speaking, he laughed and left, obviously very happy in his heart.
Huang Rong, who was reviewing the old affairs of the Beggar Clan with Xiao Feng, heard Ouyang Feng's laughter, and couldn't help looking up to that side, feeling very puzzled in her heart: Ouyang Feng looked like he wanted to eat me just now, why is he so depressed now?
The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't sit still, Huang Rong confessed to Xiao Feng, and quickly got away and walked to Song Qingshu's side: "I don't know what Mr. Song and Mr. Ouyang said just now, which made him come back so happy?"
Song Qingshu had a strange look on his face, and casually chatted: "We chatted casually, maybe Mr. Ouyang is happy to see me as a friend."
I can't tell you that the two were discussing how to capture you and humiliate you just now, right? Song Qingshu trembled all over, and quickly dispelled some dirty thoughts from his mind.
"Oh?" Huang Rong's radiant face couldn't help but change, "So Mr. Song and Mr. Ouyang are friends?" Ouyang Feng is aloof and arrogant, and there are only a few people in the world who can be regarded as friends by him. The great master of Ouyang Feng never thought that Song Qingshu could be regarded as a friend by Ouyang Feng at such a young age. What secrets does this man hide
"It's just a matter of friendship." Song Qingshu smiled lightly without explaining.
At this time Xiao Feng also followed, and said with a loud smile: "It turned out to be Brother Song, I heard that Brother Song is also one of the sixteen candidates this time, it hasn't been long since the battle with Brother Song, and seeing Brother Song make a move again, really It's Xiao's luck."
Huang Rong wondered: "King Xiao fought with Young Master Song?" She knows Xiao Feng's martial arts very well, she is one of the best among the younger generation, when he brought the Central Plains upside down, his cultivation may not be inferior to that of Brother Jing.
Xiao Feng smiled wryly and said: "It's not just fighting, Xiao prides himself that he rarely meets opponents in the world with Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but he didn't expect Mr. Song to deal with him with Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and his mastery in palms is not inferior to Xiao's."
Huang Rong's face turned pale immediately, Xiao Feng is a genius born in the Beggar Clan, his understanding of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is even worse than that of Brother Jing, who discovered the softness of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms just now by finding a new way from the Nine Yin Manual However, Xiao Feng has practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms for more than ten years without external help. Now he actually says that Song Qingshu's cultivation in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is not inferior to his
"The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon is the secret of the Beggar Clan, may I ask where did Mr. Song learn it?" Huang Rong's expression suddenly turned ugly.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I learned it from my wife." He immediately kicked the ball to Zhou Zhiruo who was beside him.
"My wife?" Huang Rong was stunned for a long time before realizing that the wife he was talking about was Zhou Zhiruo, the leader of the Emei School.
With so many people coming, Zhou Zhiruo had been paying attention for a long time. Seeing Song Qingshu throwing a hot potato to him, she couldn't help but give him a hard look.
"May I ask where Master Zhou learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Huang Rong turned her head and asked.
When Huang Rong was looking at Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhiruo was also looking at Huang Rong. She really was a bright, charming, and handsome young woman. When Song Qingshu and Ouyang Feng were whispering, they looked at Huang Rong from time to time, and Zhou Zhiruo could clearly see the admiration in her eyes. Chu.
For some reason, Zhou Zhiruo could always see the shadow of Zhao Min from Huang Rong, and subconsciously felt a little displeased. Hearing her question, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but speak in a bureaucratic tone: "The world's martial arts all lead to the same goal. The Emei School has been founded for thousands of years. I don't know how many times, it is not uncommon to create one or two sets of palms similar to the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon."
Huang Rong glanced at her unexpectedly, unable to understand why this fairy-like sect master had a faint hostility towards her in her heart, but although Zhou Zhiruo was a little blunt, she still had a sense of propriety, and did not directly say that the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon was the creation of the Emei School. Yes, otherwise there would be a bloodbath between the Beggar Gang and Emei.
Although people with a discerning eye could tell that Song Qingshu was using the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, since Zhou Zhiruo gave it to the steps, Huang Rong was unwilling to force her too much: "I see, it seems that my sister is being abrupt."
Unexpectedly, at this time, Guo Fu was not upset that her mother was at a disadvantage, and yelled angrily: "It's really shameless, stealing other people's martial arts is so plausible." r10
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