Seeing that Song Qingshu's admiration does not seem to be fake, Zhao Min felt proud for a while, but it didn't show on his face, he curled his lips rather coldly: "Why should I rack my brains to find a way to help you save my wife?"
Song Qingshu was suddenly very depressed: "I told you not to talk to each other. Besides, more than half of the reasons for Li Mochou's current situation are because of you. If she dies without treatment, don't you regret it?" Don't you feel uneasy if you let go of yourself?"
Zhao Min's expression turned cold: "Since this princess was turned into a witch by the Central Plains people, her hands are naturally covered with blood. Do you think I will feel uneasy because of a strange woman?"
Song Qingshu was stunned, and then realized that the delicate and beautiful woman in front of him was still the Mongolian princess who turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands into rain, and regarded everything as a dog. It was indeed too much for him to try to persuade her with morality. Stupid.
"Okay, let me change the reason." Song Qingshu thought for a while, took out something from his arms, and spread out his palm in front of Zhao Min. There was a delicate earring pendant lying on the palm, "I saved you last time, You take this as a token and promise to do one thing for me in the future... "
Before Song Qingshu finished speaking, Zhao Min frowned and interrupted: "Why, are you going to use that condition to save Li Mochou?"
"Yes." Song Qingshu nodded.
"No help!" Zhao Min's face turned cold, and he refused decisively.
"As the saying goes, a gentleman keeps his word. I treat the princess with sincerity, but why does the princess treat me like this?" Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling upset.
"Anyway, I'm not a gentleman, but a witch who is hated so much." Zhao Min looked at the earrings in his palm, and suddenly became happy, "Have you always carried this thing with you?"
"Yeah." Song Qingshu snorted weakly, since Zhao Min didn't want to help, he had to find a way by himself.
"It's pitiful to see your frowning face. Forget it, the princess is happy today, so I will show mercy and help you find a way." A smile appeared on Zhao Min's cold face, as if the ice and snow had just melted.
"With the help of the princess, the chance of success will be doubled." Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he reluctantly handed over the earrings, "Hey, it's a pity to use up this precious condition like this. "
"Since you feel sorry, you don't have to
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Ah. Zhao Min looked at her with a half-smile.
Song Qingshu glanced down at Li Mochou, who was as angry as ever, and shook his head: "It's a pity, but it's worth saving a life."
"Since you can't bear it, you can keep it," Zhao Min said with a charming radiance on his face, and he didn't reach out to pick up the earrings.
"Ah?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, looking at her in disbelief.
"Anyway, there are a lot of these earrings in the Princess's Mansion, so it's no big deal to lose one or two." Zhao Min raised his chin and turned his head out of the window involuntarily.
Song Qingshu was not a nerd either, he took the earring back immediately when he saw this, and asked with a smile: "Then I wonder if this earring can ask the princess to do something for me in the future."
"It depends on the mood of the princess at that time," Zhao Min snorted, "But next time you ask me to save other women for you, don't blame the princess for turning his face."
"No, of course not." Song Qingshu sat beside him and laughed, "I've already figured out what to do for the Princess."
"What do you want me to do for you?" Zhao Min was curious, and couldn't help turning her head to look at him.
"At that time, I will ask the princess to give me a lot of earrings like this." Song Qingshu made an exaggerated gesture with both hands.
Zhao Min was stunned for a moment, then quickly chuckled, and gave him an annoyed look: "That's a pretty good idea."
Just playing and joking like this, because of what happened in the Golden Snake Camp last time, the gap between the two of them finally disappeared.
"Okay, let's think about how to save you, okay?" After some time, Zhao Min took the initiative to say.
Song Qingshu showed a look of disappointment on purpose: "It's been so long, I thought you already had a plan in mind."
Zhao Min couldn't help wrinkling Qiong's nose: "I'm not a god, how could I think so quickly, your flattery is not very good."
"Are you flattering~" Song Qingshu muttered something, and his eyes fell on her round buttocks involuntarily.
"Where are you looking!" Noticing the look in Song Qingshu's eyes, Zhao Min was suddenly coquettish, and vaguely felt that her butt was a little hot. Even though her clothes were neat, she couldn't help but pull the hem of her clothes down, blocking the other party's sight , body
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) At the same time, she shrinks to the side.
Being caught voyeuristically, Song Qingshu was also a little embarrassed, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Actually, it's not difficult to beat Ren Woxing, but it's extremely difficult to make him willingly hand over the real star-absorbing **."
The blush on Zhao Min's face also gradually faded: "Have you reached such a high level of martial arts now?" The words were obviously full of surprise, after all, let Woxing stand alone in the martial arts world with the ability to attract stars, and he is also the leader of the demon sect. He is one of the top masters in Jianghu.
Song Qingshu smiled shyly: "Well... my way of practicing is more... more pleasant, so I work harder than others when I practice."
"Your martial arts cannot be achieved through hard work," Zhao Min recalled the scene of the Golden Snake Competition, and couldn't help but smile, "It's because I forgot that you can beat even Ah Qing. No one is your opponent."
The scene where Ah Qing easily defeated Ming Zun left a deep shock to Zhao Min. After all, the martial arts that Ming Zun showed before was already very heaven-defying.
Song Qingshu's face turned red rarely, and he explained embarrassingly: "That's just a trick." After all, he used Huanxi Qi to deal with women's characteristics to deal with a little girl, even if he was as thick as a city wall, he didn't have the face to publicize it everywhere.
"Winning is winning. There's no such thing as trickery." Zhao Min smiled lightly. She has been in the top position for a long time and has always been a result-oriented person. However, she was obviously not very interested in martial arts, so she asked another question after casually asking, "By the way, how did you manage to call the wind and rain on Fox Slope?"
Perhaps many people in Jianghu only thought it was a rumor, but with Zhao Min's intelligence network, they naturally knew that there was something to it. Even Zhao Min, who is well versed in military art and well-known ancient and modern generals, can't figure out how to do this.
Song Qingshu couldn't help touching his nose: "We seem to be enemies but not friends now, this kind of big secret..."
Zhao Min's face turned cold, and he snorted: "Forget it, who cares."
Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Just kidding, in fact, although we are in different camps, we are close friends in private, so it's okay to tell you this secret."
"Who knows you~" Zhao Min couldn't help but give him a blank look, but his heart was extremely complicated.
(end of this chapter)