He Tieshou's face blushed, but he was not as coy as ordinary girls from the Han family. Instead, he gave him a venomous look: "I want you to care!"
Seeing that the smile on Song Qingshu's face grew stronger, He Tieshou finally couldn't hold on, and attacked with a golden centipede hook with a coquettish reprimand.
While dodging, Song Qingshu said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "I remember your arms are white and slippery, why are you wearing such a hook all day to scare people?"
"Hmph, what do you know? This is the Golden Centipede Hook, a unique skill of my Five Poison Sect." He Tieshou was still merciful in his subordinates, but seeing Song Qingshu dodging his every move in a leisurely manner, he had no reservations. The speed of the golden centipede hook was swung a little faster, and the golden light and shadow all over the sky immediately enveloped Song Qingshu.
Xia Qingqing in the audience felt her heart tighten as she watched He Tieshou's Golden Centipede Hook and her father's Golden Snake Swordsmanship quite similar. Then she thought that both came from the Five Poison Sect, and Xia Qingqing felt relieved .
Although He Tieshou's Golden Centipede Hook is exquisite and treacherous, in Xia Qingqing's view, its power is at most equal to that of the Golden Snake Sword Technique. Song Qingshu has seen the Golden Snake Sword Technique many times, so it is naturally not a big problem to use the Golden Centipede Hook by analogy.
Sure enough, He Tieshou made a move that seemed to be too powerful. He swung a hook and Song Qingshu slipped and hid aside. Taking the opportunity to grab her wrist and pull it forward, He Tieshou immediately lost his footing Seeing that he was about to fall into the mud.
After all, Song Qingshu couldn't bear to embarrass her so much, and quietly put his other hand around her waist, taking the opportunity to stabilize her figure. He Tieshou was dressed as a Miao girl, revealing her milky white belly, so Song Qingshu could feel her smooth jade-like skin unreservedly.
Xia Qingqing in the audience couldn't help but spit: "This pervert can't help but eat tofu from a beautiful woman."
Smelling the familiar aura of Song Qingshu, He Tieshou couldn't help but recall the scene in the pool again, especially feeling the heat from the opponent's palm, her skin was covered with a layer of mystery bright red.
"Let go!" He Tieshou struggled to get out of his grasp, but he didn't know that his whole body was as strong as a bull into the sea, and the other party was holding his hand firmly and motionless.
"I can't bear to let go," Song Qingshu smiled and blew into He Tieshou's ear, "Does this count as my victory?"
Ears are one of the most sensitive parts of a woman. He Tieshou trembled when he blew on him, bit his lip and hummed, "It's not that easy."
As soon as he finished speaking, one leg of He Tie's hand suddenly emerged from the bottom of his skirt, like a scorpion's tail, and kicked him on the top of his head from behind.
"Wow~" Song Qingshu quickly let go, and stood a few steps away looking at her with surprise on his face, "Are you a female scorpion, can you kick me here too?" The amazing flexibility displayed by He Tieshou made people Song Qingshu couldn't help thinking about it.
"I'm a female scorpion, and I specialize in stinging a little boy like you." He Tieshou smiled generously, and then attacked again. Having learned the lesson from last time, she moved more cautiously this time, and hardly made any physical contact with him. The golden centipede hook in the left hand and the spider red soft whip in the right hand, one far and one close, they complement each other perfectly.
Every time Song Qingshu seems to dodge her soft whip and golden centipede hook dangerously, but He Tieshou knows how leisurely the other party is, and he already knows in his heart that the other party's martial arts are far superior to his own. Just myself.
On the one hand, He Tieshou was ashamed and angry, but on the other hand, he was secretly happy. The Miao girl is not as shy about love as the Han girl. Although she may not have love for Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu is her first man after all. Seeing that his strength is so strong, He Tieshou feels better when he thinks about what happened that night.
Suddenly He Tieshou was taken aback. Since Song Qingshu's martial arts are so high, how could Song Qingshu be easily restrained by her, and then the two of them...
"You bastard!" He Tieshou's expression turned cold, biting his lip and attacking him desperately.
"Wow, what's the matter with you?" Song Qingshu couldn't imagine why she suddenly changed her face. A second ago, she seemed to be looking at him affectionately. The trick is ruthless, with an expression of desperately fighting with himself.
"This woman from the Five Poisons Sect looked at Jiao Didi, but she didn't expect her martial arts to be so high."
"Yes, yes, but the moves are a bit vicious, and they greet other people's lower body."
"Do you think it's that man who ate and ran away, and this woman is seeking revenge on him?"
"Well, it's very possible... No, the more I look at it, the more I feel cold between my legs. I have to go and make it easier."
"Go together"
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With Song Qingshu's current cultivation base, he could hear the sound of a mosquito in a radius of tens of feet, and he could naturally hear the whispers of the audience. He nodded with deep empathy. All the recruits greeted there.
Sensing the weird expressions on the faces of those decent families, and feeling his eyes that were always in disarray and abandonment, Song Qingshu couldn't bear it any longer. He saw a flaw, pointed at He Tieshou's pockmark point, and finally restrained her up.
"Admitted, Miss He." Song Qingshu squeezed his sweat and cupped his hands at her.
He Tieshou's face changed from cloudy to cloudy. Although her acupoints were restricted and her true energy could not move, she still had a killer weapon—innuendo.
In the original book, even an ordinary person like Wei Xiaobao who has no martial arts can use it. Naturally, he does not need internal force to motivate him. Now He Tieshou only needs to move his fingers, and hundreds of fine hair needles will be shot out of his chest in the blink of an eye.
Now Song Qingshu is standing in front of him defenselessly. He can't hide from such a short distance. No matter how advanced his martial arts is, he has an air wall to protect his body, but the insinuating needle is as thin as a cow's hair. One shot pierced his skin, the golden silkworm Gu poison at the needle tip is the most poisonous in the world, no matter how high his martial arts are, he will definitely not be able to withstand it.
"Miss He?" Seeing that He Tieshou remained silent, Song Qingshu was still worried that she would lose face as a woman, so he quickly apologized, "I have offended you so much today, and I hope you will forgive me."
He Tieshou looked at him with a half-smile: "Did you offend me today?"
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassingly. He knew that the Miao girl was bold and straightforward, and he was afraid that if she told the story of that day in front of the heroes of the world, it would be really embarrassing to her grandma's house.
Seeing his embarrassed face, He Tieshou finally let go of the fingers holding Ji Kuo: "Well, I am in a good mood today, so I will spare your life."
"Yes, yes, there are a lot of girls, thank you for not killing me."
Song Qingshu didn't know that he walked around the ghost gate just now, and thought she was just being stubborn, but how could he really argue with her, now that the winner and the loser have been decided, and everyone in the audience can see clearly, he just went with the flow and hurriedly Coaxing this aunt in front of her.
After Song Qingshu untied the acupoints on his body, He Tieshou snorted softly, turned around and left, as if he didn't want to look at Song Qingshu again.
Huang Rong stepped onto the stage at the right time: "Song Shaoxia won the first round, next we invite Jinyang hero Xiao Banhe, and Xingxiu faction You Tanzhi."
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