"The Golden Snake King is really excellent in martial arts. You noticed me just by breathing heavily." A beautiful Taoist nun walked out of the bamboo forest with a smile, wearing an apricot-yellow robe.
Her voice was soft and gentle, her expression was charming, her eyes were bright, her teeth white, and her complexion was white and greasy. She was really an outstanding beauty. She lifted her feet and legs, and she moved lightly to a place a zhang away from Song Qingshu.
"Fairy, you're really out of touch. With the relationship between the two of us, it's too much for a mouthful of a Golden Snake King." Song Qingshu sighed secretly. The gillband is dizzy, and people who don't know will think that she is a murderous female devil when they see it.
Li Mochou was annoyed in her heart, what relationship can I have with you? However, she still had a smile on her face: "Young master, why don't you see each other like a fairy?"
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "You are born romantic and charming, and your face is more delicate than flowers. If I call you Li Daochang, it would be too embarrassing; if I call you Mo Chou, it would be frivolous. After much deliberation, only a fairy is the most appropriate."
Li Mochou's cheeks were dizzy from his praise. In her life, she was only praised by Lu Zhanyuan when she first came out of the rivers and lakes. Later, after she became a Chilian fairy, she had a fierce reputation. Everyone was afraid of her , who would dare to praise her beauty like that? Uh, no, that thief Yang Guo seems to have praised me back then...
"Young Master Song won the prize. Even though I used to be pretty good-looking, but now that I'm old, how can I be considered a fairy?"
Seeing the peach blossoms on Li Mochou's face, Song Qingshu exclaimed: "Which blind person would say that the fairy is older? I think the fairy's skin is whiter than snow, and the skin is so delicate that it is clearly a girl of 28... Well, it is indeed my fault, I shouldn't call you a fairy , but by another name."
Li Mochou clearly knew that the other party was deliberately trying to appease her, but she still asked curiously, "What's your name?"
"Fairy is so young, so I should naturally call her younger sister. I wonder if Fairy thinks 'Sister Li' or 'Sister Mochou' sounds better?" Song Qingshu looked at her seriously, as if he was really asking for her opinion.
Li Mochou was finally defeated by his shamelessness, and spat shamefully and angrily: "I've heard for a long time that the Golden Snake King is suave and very good at pleasing girls. Seeing him today, he really lives up to his reputation."
(This chapter is not over, please turn the page) Song Qingshu casually bowed to the void, as if embarrassed: "Too much, it's just that people in the world love too much, I'm actually not that good, for example, now, I can't get it Sister Mochou is happy."
Li Mochou glanced at him sullenly: "Don't call me that, you can just call me Daoist Li."
"No, how can such an ordinary and ordinary title as Li Daochang show the peerless elegance of my younger sister." Song Qingshu refused solemnly.
Li Mochou took a deep breath and suppressed her urge to hit someone: "Then you should still call me a fairy."
"Okay, sister Mochou." Song Qingshu agreed without hesitation.
Li Mochou was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood, the ice needle had been stretched out from her sleeve several times, if she hadn't worried that the opponent's martial arts were far superior to hers, she would have already taken action to teach this bastard who was full of trains.
He couldn't fight again and again, and he owed his life twice, so Li Mochou had no choice but to pretend that he didn't hear the other party's address, and changed the subject and asked, "Mr. Song, I followed you to ask a question. What is the relationship with the Ancient Tomb Sect, and why do you know my Ancient Tomb Sect’s unique knowledge?”
Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "Didn't I tell you that day in the restaurant, I'm the uncle of the Ancient Tomb Sect, so it's no surprise that I know the martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect."
Li Mochou couldn't help being startled: "You...you and junior sister really..." She subconsciously wanted to say that she had an affair, but she felt it was indecent, so she swallowed it back temporarily. But the feeling in her heart was extremely strange, after all she had witnessed the love between Xiaolongnv and Yang Guo with her own eyes, when she saw that Yang Guo would rather die with Xiaolongnv than escape alone, she was envious and jealous.
"Who says I'm Xiaolongnv's uncle?" Song Qingshu was startled, and subconsciously replied, "I'm her senior sister's uncle."
Li Mochou thought about it again, Senior Sister Xiaolong, isn't she herself? Immediately he was furious: "I hope you will respect yourself. Although my martial arts are far inferior to yours, I am not the kind of person who allows you to be frivolous."
Song Qingshu immediately understood that she had misunderstood, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Sister Mochou, I didn't make it clear."
Li Mochou swept away the dust, and her voice became colder and colder: "I told you, don't call me that."
Song Qingshu shrugged: "Don't be impulsive, wait for me to explain the ins and outs to you, and you will know that it is not wrong for me to call you sister Mochou."
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Oh, I would like to hear more about it." Li Mochou sneered.
Stuck by her cold attitude, Song Qingshu could only smile wryly and said: "Actually, the source of the misunderstanding is that you think that the Ancient Tomb Sect has only you and Xiaolongnv in your generation. In fact, you also have a senior sister."
"Elder Sister?" Li Mochou's eyes became confused, but she quickly realized, "Nonsense, there is no Elder Sister, I am the Elder Sister."
"It's the disciple your master accepted in Liaodong..." Song Qingshu quickly told her about Bingxueer's affairs, "It's like this. I met your junior sister not long ago. She has already met Bingxueer. You You shouldn't doubt your junior sister's vision."
Li Mochou snorted and murmured: "Although Xiaolongnv is a little naive, but as the current head of the Ancient Tomb Sect, it is impossible for her not to be able to tell whether the other party is from the Ancient Tomb Sect. Master sister..."
"Now you should believe it. According to seniority, you should call me brother-in-law. What's wrong with me calling you sister Mochou?" Song Qingshu said with a smile.
"Bah, who wants to call you sister...husband." Li Mochou glared at him angrily.
"Actually, sister Mochou, if you call brother-in-law a few more times, I might give you the "Jade Heart Sutra" when I'm happy..." Song Qingshu said while paying attention to Li Mochou's expression.
Sure enough, when Li Mochou heard the "Jade Heart Sutra", her face immediately changed. After all, this is the exercise she has always dreamed of. She sneaked back to the ancient tomb several times before, just to snatch the "Jade Heart Sutra" from the little dragon girl. Unfortunately, it has not been successful.
"You know the Jade Heart Sutra?" Li Mochou looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously, her face full of disbelief.
"The Jade Girl Suxin Sword from before is actually recorded in the Jade Girl Heart Sutra..." Song Qingshu said a few formulas casually at the same time. When Li Mochou heard it, it was indeed a technique inherited from the Ancient Tomb School, and she couldn't help but believe it.
"Why even you can..." Li Mochou couldn't help feeling lost, Song Qingshu knew the Jade Heart Sutra, naturally he learned it from Bing Xueer, the master only accepted three apprentices in his life, and in the end she was the only one who didn't know it.
"Master, you are so cruel!" Li Mochou yelled, her face turned extremely pale, her body swayed suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
(end of this chapter)
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