Noticing the sharpness in Feng Qingyang's eyes, Song Qingshu also knew something was wrong, but he wasn't scared at all, instead, he felt a little eager to try.
With a swipe of his left hand and a slap of his right hand, he struck Feng Qingyang, which was the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon's "Kanglong Yougui".
Feng Qingyang saw that he was very far away from him, and his previous moves were too treacherous and changeable, Feng Qingyang decided to keep the same to cope with all changes, and secretly condensed the innate sword energy on his fingers.
Song Qingshu didn't wait for the moves to get old, drew a circle again with his left hand, and made another palm with his right hand, and struck out the exact same "Kanglong Youhui" again.
The power of the two palms was superimposed together, and it was like a raging wave, unstoppable, like an invisible wall of energy hitting Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang felt that his breathing was starting to become difficult, he quickly squeezed the sword formula, and rushed forward with a burst of energy.
Song Qingshu jumped into the air with the help of rushing force, and with the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon "Flying Dragon is in the Sky", he drove out the third palm "Kanglong Yougui" again. rush.
Feng Qingyang's expression finally changed. He still underestimated Song Qingshu's strength. The innate sword energy in his right hand was more than enough to break through his first two palms. Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu could send out a third palm in a blink of an eye, and the three palms were superimposed. The power of palm wind increased exponentially. Feng Qingyang had just broken his first two strokes of energy, but his innate sword energy was blown away by Song Qingshu's third palm.
Feng Qingyang's face was a bit embarrassed. After all, this was the first time in so many years that he was forced to return his sword to defend by the enemy, and the opponent was still a young man with a weak crown, "Subduing the Dragon Trifold Wave! Your Excellency is Khitan Xiao Feng?"
"If King Xiao was here, I'm afraid Feng Lao wouldn't be as comfortable as he is facing me." Song Qingshu gave a negative answer in his words, secretly thinking that he was lucky. The principle of the unique move, tried hard, and it actually came out, of course, there is still a big gap with Xiao Feng in terms of power, vigor, angle and timing, so in the end, it is necessary to use the flying dragon to complete the last palm.
"Then who are you? You are the orthodox sect of Wudang Taoism in Emei, and you also know the evil martial arts of the Nine Yins and White Bone Claws. Xiao Feng and Guo Jing are probably the only ones who can barely beat you, and the rest of the clan leaders and elders are far inferior to you." Feng Qingyang's eyesight is so good, he quickly saw his martial arts methods clearly.
"You can call me Goudan." Song Qingshu turned his head and glanced at Mu Wanqing who was stunned, revealing a mischievous smile. But he thought in his heart that he was still accumulating food and slowly becoming king, and he had done something wrong to Zhou Zhiruo. If he became famous, Zhou Zhiruo would come to him after hearing the news, and he really didn't know how to deal with it.
"The three tricks have been passed, if you don't want to say it, then stay." Feng Qingyang was slightly angry, he picked up the sword formula and attacked.
The speed of the sword qi made Song Qingshu click his tongue, and in a hurry, he quickly used the snake-shaped raccoon turning technique, rolling on the ground with a shameful slap
Come, dodged Feng Qingyang's extremely sharp sword.
But the opportunity was lost, Feng Qingyang's sword qi was continuous, one sword after another, Song Qingshu could only dodge, but had no power to fight back, and the gap for maneuvering was consciously compressed by the opponent to become smaller and smaller.
Song Qingshu knew that if he continued like this, he would be angry on the spot within ten strokes, but he didn't easily counterattack with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Through the test just now, he already understood that the palm wind was too disadvantageous in front of the opponent's sword energy. Coupled with Dugu Nine Swords' Qi Breaking Style, no matter how strong the palm strength is, it's just like paper.
With the same strength, the force-bearing area of a palm strike is much larger than the innate sword energy of the opponent's fingertips, damn the pressure formula! Song Qingshu cursed physics severely, and the other party pointed him in the face, and all palm techniques were inherently restricted.
Song Qingshu looked at the gap, his internal strength was shaken, the wooden sword behind his back shot out, he grabbed it with his right hand, swung a few swords and started to counterattack.
Feng Qingyang had noticed his wooden sword a long time ago, and thought it was just an ornament, but he didn't expect that he had reached the state of no sword at such a young age, and a thin layer of sword energy faintly appeared on the surface of the wooden sword, Moreover, his sword moves are exactly the ones engraved on the wall, but he didn't copy them completely mechanically. A few moves of ordinary Wuyue swordsmanship are used, but the strength is reserved, implying dozens of changes, waiting for his own reaction to come again. Change tactics at any time.
Feng Qingyang stepped on the seven stars, and quickly retreated a few feet away. Although Song Qingshu's first three moves were amazing enough, they were not as shocking as this time. He asked in disbelief: "Did you casually read Can you master these sword moves on the wall in just a few glances?"
Song Qingshu's expression was a little awkward, and he said a little shyly: "It seems... so."
Hearing his words, Feng Qingyang almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood. He was already a rare sword wielder once in hundreds of years, and he was able to run around the world with a sword at the age of thirty. Relying on his decades of sword skills, he was able to glance at the moves on the wall and master the sword intent. The young man on the opposite side, who has practiced swords for no more than three years, is purely in terms of realm. How can Feng Qingyang not be surprised when he is evenly divided with himself.
"Whether it's crazy talk or not, you have to try it to know." Feng Qingyang still didn't believe it, so he decided to try his best.
Song Qingshu cheered up quickly, lucked out on the wooden sword, and went up to meet him.
For a while, sword energy was raging in the cave, although Feng Qingyang basically attacked Song Qingshu's defense, and Song Qingshu was often forced into a panic, but Song Qingshu was like a boat in a storm, always able to guard his own door, with ordinary Tong's Wuyue swordsmanship, undefeated against Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords, and sometimes even made a few strikes so that Feng Qingyang had to return his sword to defend.
However, Song Qingshu knew himself. Although he could fight with Feng Qingyang without losing a hundred moves, he continued to fight like this, because Feng Qingyang no longer held back his hands, and when the sword energy invaded his body, the fortieth Chapter Six: An Angry Slap
There is no doubt that he will die.
Thinking of this, how could he be willing to fight any more, and resorted to a weird sword formula, shouting: "Look at my unique move—Wan Jian Gui Zong."
Feng Qingyang was taken aback, this young man brought him too many surprises, he was really afraid that Jingzhou would be careless and hurt by his weird moves, he held the sword formula with both hands, and was ready to fight.
Seeing that he was fooled, Song Qingshu didn't dare to hesitate, urged the stepping sand Wuhen light kung fu to the extreme, and picked up Mu Wanqing, who was almost stupid beside him, "Hurry up!" The two rushed out of the cave like meteors .
After Feng Qingyang was stunned, he couldn't help being furious, and hurriedly used his lightness kungfu to chase him out, but he had lost his chance, Song Qingshu was carrying the super lightness kung fu of stepping on the sand without a trace, and he sincerely wanted to run, even though he was still holding a People, Feng Qingyang could only watch helplessly as the distance between the two grew farther and farther...
Sensing that Feng Qingyang was finally shaken off, Song Qingshu gently put Mu Wanqing down, and he was very grateful: "Lady, fortunately you are soft and boneless, and your body is light, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to escape."
Unexpectedly, it was Mu Wanqing's resounding slap that responded to him. Chapter 47: The Drunken Sleeping Beauty Wakes Up and Takes the Power of the World
"My lady, you..." Song Qingshu looked at Mu Wanqing in astonishment.
"What a bitch, what a master of martial arts!" Mu Wanqing pointed at him and trembled with anger, thinking that he had been tricked into going around all over the place in the past two days, and that he had taken advantage of him...
"Miss Mu, I'm really sorry." Song Qingshu smiled wryly as the matter had come to this point and there was no need to pretend.
"Is it fun for a master like you to tease an ordinary person like me?" Mu Wanqing's voice became colder and colder.
"I think it's quite fun." Song Qingshu thought in his heart, but of course he never dared to say so clearly: "I also saw the girl was heartbroken, and seemed to have the idea of committing suicide. I was in a hurry, and I wanted to persuade you, but I was afraid of you. This is the worst policy to refuse strangers thousands of miles away."
This time it came to Mu Wanqing's sad things again, she saw her mouth puckered, and a mist appeared in her beautiful eyes again.
Although Mu Wanqing appeared cold and fierce on the surface, she was just a young girl in the end. In her previous life, she might not have gone to college at this age. These thoughts flashed through Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't know how to persuade her for a while.
After a while, Mu Wanqing turned her head away, gently wiped her cheek with her fingertips, and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"
Noticing her scallion-like jade fingers, Song Qingshu's mouth suddenly felt parched, and he quickly replied: "Ms. Mu, Song Qingshu."
"Thank you Song Daxia for saving me a few days ago, little girl, please leave now." Mu Wanqing said coldly, then turned around and left. Although she was extremely annoyed, according to her past temper, she would shoot him to death with an arrow when she met such a stinky man, but considering his unimaginable martial arts just now, she gave up this idea.
"Let's go now." Song Qingshu muttered to himself, his reluctance was very obvious. After being spotted by a beautiful woman, he didn't know how to persuade him to stay. According to his personality, he couldn't do something like Duan Yu's slavish follow-up.
Hearing Song Qingshu's words to himself, Mu Wanqing's ears turned red, she suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at Song Qingshu: "Go and wash your face, I don't want to even look like a savior." Know."
"What's the trouble?" Song Qingshu knew Mu Wanqing's unusually arrogant character, and couldn't figure out her plan for a while, so he ran to the side of the creek to wash off the stains on his face, and then put the disheveled hair on his face. Tied up with a hood.
Looking at the completely new Song Qingshu, Mu Wanqing's fair face showed a slight blush, "Okay, I see clearly." After speaking, she turned around and left.
Could it be that she was fascinated by her "yumianmengchang" handsomeness? Song Qingshu was surprised, the original Song Qingshu was a famous handsome young chivalrous man in the martial arts world, now he has achieved great feats, his mythical introverted and calm demeanor has added to his charm, every time he wakes up in the morning and looks in the mirror The first sentence is "tm wakes up handsome again Chapter 47 The Drunk Lying Beauty Wakes Up on Her Knee and Takes the Power of the World"
"My lady, you..." Song Qingshu looked at Mu Wanqing in astonishment.
"What a bitch, what a master of martial arts!" Mu Wanqing pointed at him and trembled with anger, thinking that he had been tricked into going around all over the place in the past two days, and that he had taken advantage of him...
"Miss Mu, I'm really sorry." Song Qingshu smiled wryly as the matter had come to this point and there was no need to pretend.
"Is it fun for a master like you to tease an ordinary person like me?" Mu Wanqing's voice became colder and colder.
"I think it's quite fun." Song Qingshu thought in his heart, but of course he never dared to say so clearly: "I also saw the girl was heartbroken, and seemed to have the idea of committing suicide. I was in a hurry, and I wanted to persuade you, but I was afraid of you. This is the worst policy to refuse strangers thousands of miles away."
This time it came to Mu Wanqing's sad things again, she saw her mouth puckered, and a mist appeared in her beautiful eyes again.
Although Mu Wanqing appeared cold and fierce on the surface, she was just a young girl in the end. In her previous life, she might not have gone to college at this age. These thoughts flashed through Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't know how to persuade her for a while.
After a while, Mu Wanqing turned her head away, gently wiped her cheek with her fingertips, and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"
Noticing her scallion-like jade fingers, Song Qingshu's mouth suddenly felt parched, and he quickly replied: "Ms. Mu, Song Qingshu."
"Thank you Song Daxia for saving me a few days ago, little girl, please leave now." Mu Wanqing said coldly, then turned around and left. Although she was extremely annoyed, according to her past temper, she would shoot him to death with an arrow when she met such a stinky man, but considering his unimaginable martial arts just now, she gave up this idea.
"Let's go now." Song Qingshu muttered to himself, his reluctance was very obvious. After being spotted by a beautiful woman, he didn't know how to persuade him to stay. According to his personality, he couldn't do something like Duan Yu's slavish follow-up.
Hearing Song Qingshu's words to himself, Mu Wanqing's ears turned red, she suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at Song Qingshu: "Go and wash your face, I don't want to even look like a savior." Know."
"What's the trouble?" Song Qingshu knew Mu Wanqing's unusually arrogant character, and couldn't figure out her plan for a while, so he ran to the side of the creek to wash off the stains on his face, and then put the disheveled hair on his face. Tied up with a hood.
Looking at the completely new Song Qingshu, Mu Wanqing's fair face showed a slight blush, "Okay, I see clearly." After speaking, she turned around and left.
Could it be that she was fascinated by her "yumianmengchang" handsomeness? Song Qingshu was surprised, the original Song Qingshu was a famous handsome young chivalrous man in the martial arts world, now he has achieved great feats, his mythical introverted and calm demeanor has added to his charm, every time he wakes up in the morning and looks in the mirror The first sentence is "tm wakes up handsome again Chapter 47 The Drunk Lying Beauty Wakes Up on Her Knee and Takes the Power of the World"
"My lady, you..." Song Qingshu looked at Mu Wanqing in astonishment.
"What a bitch, what a master of martial arts!" Mu Wanqing pointed at him and trembled with anger, thinking that he had been tricked into going around all over the place in the past two days, and that he had taken advantage of him...
"Miss Mu, I'm really sorry." Song Qingshu smiled wryly as the matter had come to this point and there was no need to pretend.
"Is it fun for a master like you to tease an ordinary person like me?" Mu Wanqing's voice became colder and colder.
"I think it's quite fun." Song Qingshu thought in his heart, but of course he never dared to say so clearly: "I also saw the girl was heartbroken, and seemed to have the idea of committing suicide. I was in a hurry, and I wanted to persuade you, but I was afraid of you. This is the worst policy to refuse strangers thousands of miles away."
This time it came to Mu Wanqing's sad things again, she saw her mouth puckered, and a mist appeared in her beautiful eyes again.
Although Mu Wanqing appeared cold and fierce on the surface, she was just a young girl in the end. In her previous life, she might not have gone to college at this age. These thoughts flashed through Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't know how to persuade her for a while.
After a while, Mu Wanqing turned her head away, gently wiped her cheek with her fingertips, and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"
Noticing her scallion-like jade fingers, Song Qingshu's mouth suddenly felt parched, and he quickly replied: "Ms. Mu, Song Qingshu."
"Thank you Song Daxia for saving me a few days ago, little girl, please leave now." Mu Wanqing said coldly, then turned around and left. Although she was extremely annoyed, according to her past temper, she would shoot him to death with an arrow when she met such a stinky man, but considering his unimaginable martial arts just now, she gave up this idea.
"Let's go now." Song Qingshu muttered to himself, his reluctance was very obvious. After being spotted by a beautiful woman, he didn't know how to persuade him to stay. According to his personality, he couldn't do something like Duan Yu's slavish follow-up.
Hearing Song Qingshu's words to himself, Mu Wanqing's ears turned red, she suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at Song Qingshu: "Go and wash your face, I don't want to even look like a savior." Know."
"What's the trouble?" Song Qingshu knew Mu Wanqing's unusually arrogant character, and couldn't figure out her plan for a while, so he ran to the side of the creek to wash off the stains on his face, and then put the disheveled hair on his face. Tied up with a hood.
Looking at the completely new Song Qingshu, Mu Wanqing's fair face showed a slight blush, "Okay, I see clearly." After speaking, she turned around and left.
Could it be that she was fascinated by her "yumianmengchang" handsomeness? Song Qingshu was surprised, the original Song Qingshu was a famous handsome young chivalrous man in the martial arts world, now he has achieved great feats, his mythical introverted and calm demeanor has added to his charm, every time he wakes up in the morning and looks in the mirror The first sentence is "tm wakes up handsome again Chapter 47 The Drunk Lying Beauty Wakes Up on Her Knee and Takes the Power of the World"
"My lady, you..." Song Qingshu looked at Mu Wanqing in astonishment.
"What a bitch, what a master of martial arts!" Mu Wanqing pointed at him and trembled with anger, thinking that he had been tricked into going around all over the place in the past two days, and that he had taken advantage of him...
"Miss Mu, I'm really sorry." Song Qingshu smiled wryly as the matter had come to this point and there was no need to pretend.
"Is it fun for a master like you to tease an ordinary person like me?" Mu Wanqing's voice became colder and colder.
"I think it's quite fun." Song Qingshu thought in his heart, but of course he never dared to say so clearly: "I also saw the girl was heartbroken, and seemed to have the idea of committing suicide. I was in a hurry, and I wanted to persuade you, but I was afraid of you. This is the worst policy to refuse strangers thousands of miles away."
This time it came to Mu Wanqing's sad things again, she saw her mouth puckered, and a mist appeared in her beautiful eyes again.
Although Mu Wanqing appeared cold and fierce on the surface, she was just a young girl in the end. In her previous life, she might not have gone to college at this age. These thoughts flashed through Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't know how to persuade her for a while.
After a while, Mu Wanqing turned her head away, gently wiped her cheek with her fingertips, and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"
Noticing her scallion-like jade fingers, Song Qingshu's mouth suddenly felt parched, and he quickly replied: "Ms. Mu, Song Qingshu."
"Thank you Song Daxia for saving me a few days ago, little girl, please leave now." Mu Wanqing said coldly, then turned around and left. Although she was extremely annoyed, according to her past temper, she would shoot him to death with an arrow when she met such a stinky man, but considering his unimaginable martial arts just now, she gave up this idea.
"Let's go now." Song Qingshu muttered to himself, his reluctance was very obvious. After being spotted by a beautiful woman, he didn't know how to persuade him to stay. According to his personality, he couldn't do something like Duan Yu's slavish follow-up.
Hearing Song Qingshu's words to himself, Mu Wanqing's ears turned red, she suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at Song Qingshu: "Go and wash your face, I don't want to even look like a savior." Know."
"What's the trouble?" Song Qingshu knew Mu Wanqing's unusually arrogant character, and couldn't figure out her plan for a while, so he ran to the side of the creek to wash off the stains on his face, and then put the disheveled hair on his face. Tied up with a hood.
Looking at the completely new Song Qingshu, Mu Wanqing's fair face showed a slight blush, "Okay, I see clearly." After speaking, she turned around and left.
Could it be that she was fascinated by her "yumianmengchang" handsomeness? Song Qingshu was surprised, the original Song Qingshu was a famous handsome young chivalrous man in the martial arts world, now he has achieved great feats, his mythical introverted and calm demeanor has added to his charm, every time he wakes up in the morning and looks in the mirror The first sentence is "tm wakes up handsome again Chapter 47 The Drunk Lying Beauty Wakes Up on Her Knee and Takes the Power of the World"
"My lady, you..." Song Qingshu looked at Mu Wanqing in astonishment.
"What a bitch, what a master of martial arts!" Mu Wanqing pointed at him and trembled with anger, thinking that he had been tricked into going around all over the place in the past two days, and that he had taken advantage of him...
"Miss Mu, I'm really sorry." Song Qingshu smiled wryly as the matter had come to this point and there was no need to pretend.
"Is it fun for a master like you to tease an ordinary person like me?" Mu Wanqing's voice became colder and colder.
"I think it's quite fun." Song Qingshu thought in his heart, but of course he never dared to say so clearly: "I also saw the girl was heartbroken, and seemed to have the idea of committing suicide. I was in a hurry, and I wanted to persuade you, but I was afraid of you. This is the worst policy to refuse strangers thousands of miles away."
This time it came to Mu Wanqing's sad things again, she saw her mouth puckered, and a mist appeared in her beautiful eyes again.
Although Mu Wanqing appeared cold and fierce on the surface, she was just a young girl in the end. In her previous life, she might not have gone to college at this age. These thoughts flashed through Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't know how to persuade her for a while.
After a while, Mu Wanqing turned her head away, gently wiped her cheek with her fingertips, and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"
Noticing her scallion-like jade fingers, Song Qingshu's mouth suddenly felt parched, and he quickly replied: "Ms. Mu, Song Qingshu."
"Thank you Song Daxia for saving me a few days ago, little girl, please leave now." Mu Wanqing said coldly, then turned around and left. Although she was extremely annoyed, according to her past temper, she would shoot him to death with an arrow when she met such a stinky man, but considering his unimaginable martial arts just now, she gave up this idea.
"Let's go now." Song Qingshu muttered to himself, his reluctance was very obvious. After being spotted by a beautiful woman, he didn't know how to persuade him to stay. According to his personality, he couldn't do something like Duan Yu's slavish follow-up.
Hearing Song Qingshu's words to himself, Mu Wanqing's ears turned red, she suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at Song Qingshu: "Go and wash your face, I don't want to even look like a savior." Know."
"What's the trouble?" Song Qingshu knew Mu Wanqing's unusually arrogant character, and couldn't figure out her plan for a while, so he ran to the side of the creek to wash off the stains on his face, and then put the disheveled hair on his face. Tied up with a hood.
Looking at the completely new Song Qingshu, Mu Wanqing's fair face showed a slight blush, "Okay, I see clearly." After speaking, she turned around and left.
Could it be that she was fascinated by her "yumianmengchang" handsomeness? Song Qingshu was surprised, the original Song Qingshu was a famous handsome young chivalrous man in the martial arts world, now he has achieved great feats, his mythical introverted and calm demeanor has added to his charm, every time he wakes up in the morning and looks in the mirror The first sentence is "tm wakes up handsome again Chapter 47 The Drunk Lying Beauty Wakes Up on Her Knee and Takes the Power of the World"
"My lady, you..." Song Qingshu looked at Mu Wanqing in astonishment.
"What a bitch, what a master of martial arts!" Mu Wanqing pointed at him and trembled with anger, thinking that he had been tricked into going around all over the place in the past two days, and that he had taken advantage of him...
"Miss Mu, I'm really sorry." Song Qingshu smiled wryly as the matter had come to this point and there was no need to pretend.
"Is it fun for a master like you to tease an ordinary person like me?" Mu Wanqing's voice became colder and colder.
"I think it's quite fun." Song Qingshu thought in his heart, but of course he never dared to say so clearly: "I also saw the girl was heartbroken, and seemed to have the idea of committing suicide. I was in a hurry, and I wanted to persuade you, but I was afraid of you. This is the worst policy to refuse strangers thousands of miles away."
This time it came to Mu Wanqing's sad things again, she saw her mouth puckered, and a mist appeared in her beautiful eyes again.
Although Mu Wanqing appeared cold and fierce on the surface, she was just a young girl in the end. In her previous life, she might not have gone to college at this age. These thoughts flashed through Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't know how to persuade her for a while.
After a while, Mu Wanqing turned her head away, gently wiped her cheek with her fingertips, and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"
Noticing her scallion-like jade fingers, Song Qingshu's mouth suddenly felt parched, and he quickly replied: "Ms. Mu, Song Qingshu."
"Thank you Song Daxia for saving me a few days ago, little girl, please leave now." Mu Wanqing said coldly, then turned around and left. Although she was extremely annoyed, according to her past temper, she would shoot him to death with an arrow when she met such a stinky man, but considering his unimaginable martial arts just now, she gave up this idea.
"Let's go now." Song Qingshu muttered to himself, his reluctance was very obvious. After being spotted by a beautiful woman, he didn't know how to persuade him to stay. According to his personality, he couldn't do something like Duan Yu's slavish follow-up.
Hearing Song Qingshu's words to himself, Mu Wanqing's ears turned red, she suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at Song Qingshu: "Go and wash your face, I don't want to even look like a savior." Know."
"What's the trouble?" Song Qingshu knew Mu Wanqing's unusually arrogant character, and couldn't figure out her plan for a while, so he ran to the side of the creek to wash off the stains on his face, and then put the disheveled hair on his face. Tied up with a hood.
Looking at the completely new Song Qingshu, Mu Wanqing's fair face showed a slight blush, "Okay, I see clearly." After speaking, she turned around and left.
Could it be that she was fascinated by her "yumianmengchang" handsomeness? Song Qingshu was surprised, the original Song Qingshu was a famous handsome young chivalrous man in the martial arts world, now he has achieved great feats, his mythical introverted and calm demeanor has added to his charm, every time he wakes up in the morning and looks in the mirror The first sentence is "tm wakes up handsome again