Seeing that he couldn't understand, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but smiled, and explained softly: "The monk is using the 'flaming knife', the unique technique of the Nyingma Temple in Tubo. Every time he strikes with his palm, there is an extremely sharp and hot knife Young Master Song attacked; as for the swordsmanship used by Young Master Song, it should be based on the Wuyue School of Swordsmanship, but one move often turns into another move as soon as it is used. It has become an exquisite sword technique that I have never seen before."
Hearing Wang Yuyan's voice, Jiumozhi's experience in the arena was even more intense. Every move of the man opposite him was a well-regulated, unremarkable swordsmanship, but when combined together they were incomparably exquisite. Only he, a master of eyesight, could understand it. What the opponent was playing was no longer swordsmanship, but sword intent.
"But the two of them are moving around on the spot, can they really hit each other?" Wei Xiaobao asked suspiciously, but he was very happy in his heart: dead dead, with such a nice voice, if I call me Xiaobao's husband in the future, I will be so young Live ten... oh no, one year is also willing.
"The fan monk's saber energy can attack several feet away. Mr. Song is using his exquisite swordsmanship to find the weakest spot of the opponent's saber energy, so every time he stabs out with his sword, he can knock out a blade of the fan monk's saber energy." Wang Yuyan Seeing that her face was shining brightly, the confrontation between the two top masters brought her understanding of martial arts to a higher level, and she thought that she must tell her cousin about it next time.
In the arena, Song Qingshu jumped out of Jiumozhi's attack circle, and immediately said: "I admit defeat."
Jiumozhi had a puzzled expression: "Young master's swordsmanship is superb, and the poor monk didn't take advantage of the slightest, how can you say that you admit defeat?"
Song Qingshu put the wooden sword in front of him with a wry smile, looked at the scorched body of the sword, and sighed: "Ming Wang's flaming saber is extremely hot, if I continue to hit this wooden sword, I'm afraid it will burn."
Song Qingshu knew very well in his heart that his skill was still inferior to the opponent's, otherwise it would be impossible for the sword body to be injured by the heat of the opponent's saber energy. The real flame can't hurt the wooden sword at all, wooden sword, wooden sword, you are so pitiful, he sighed secretly when he met such a disheveled master like me.
"Hahaha~" Jiumozhi let out a long laugh, "Mr. Song's swordsmanship is superb, and he is an upright person, which is really rare."
At this time, Wei Xiaobao had an idea and knew that it was time to play by himself, so he jumped out immediately: "Since you two orangutans cherish each other, why do you fight? We are brothers from all over the world. Sit down and have a glass of water together. Bar, shopkeeper, let's go to your shop. Serve me the best Vegetarian dishes."
"okay!"
Hearing the promise from below the store, Jiumozhi felt very relieved, and couldn't help turning his eyes to Wei Xiaobao: "Look at this little brother's attire, he should be from the Qing Dynasty, right?"
"Master is indeed a master. I haven't introduced myself yet, you can tell at a glance." Wei Xiaobao's expression of exaggerated admiration made Jiumozhi very helpful. Chapter 60 Four Schools of Tantra
At this time, Song Qingshu explained Wei Xiaobao's identity to Jiumozhi, Jiumozhi's eyes lit up, and he looked at Wei Xiaobao unexpectedly: "Little brother is so young, yet he is able to occupy a high position in the Qing court. The poor monk is very impressed."
"Ming Wang, as Tubo national teacher, is really polite. I don't know what is important about Ming Wang's trip?" Song Qingshu explained Jiumozhi's identity to Wei Xiaobao on the road before.
"This stinky monk coveted our Dali Duan's six-veined sword. He ran to Tianlong Temple to show off his might, but was repelled by the eminent monks in the temple. He took me to the south of the Yangtze River. I found that Miss Wang knew all about the world's martial arts. She was also caught, she is really not a good person." Duan Yu said indignantly.
"Mr. Duan's words are wrong, there must be some misunderstandings." Song Qingshu smiled lightly, "I have also visited Tianlong Temple before. Although the six-veined sword array of the six monks is magical, there are many flaws. I can't find it. Come out without damage, King Ming's martial arts are higher than mine, so it's fine."
"Also," Song Qingshu paused for a moment, then turned his head and took a deep look at Mu Wanqing, "In order to save Your Excellency, Miss Mu has entangled King Dalun Ming for so long along the way, and she hasn't seen him do anything cruel, which shows that King Ming High character."
Duan Yu was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, so he turned his head sullenly. Jiumozhi was even more delighted when he heard Song Qingshu's words: "Young Master Song is really a poor monk's confidant. To tell you the truth, this poor monk came to Zhongtu this time to meet the masters of the Central Plains martial arts, and secondly, to ask to see the Emperor of Song. Talk about an alliance."
Wei Xiaobao and Song Qingshu looked at each other, "Tubo wants to form an alliance with Song?"
"That's right," Jiumozhi said with a wry smile, "now the Mongols are becoming more and more powerful, and they have coveted us in Tibet for a long time, and we, Zanpu, are very worried about this."
"What is Zanpu?" Wei Xiaobao was puzzled, but he was afraid that Wang Yuyan would look down on him if he said it, so he continued to listen patiently.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a while, then asked: "Master Ming, as far as I know, your esoteric master Ba Siba has become the Mongolian emperor teacher, and another master Jinlun Fawang has also been canonized as the Mongolian national teacher. I thought that Mongolia has a relationship with you Tubo. Very good."
A trace of greenness flashed across Jiumozhi's face, and he said bitterly: "My lord, I don't know, our Tantra is the collective name of various sects, and there are four largest branches, Nyingma Temple, Nalanda Temple, Vajra Sect, Shingon Sect.” Note: The real four major schools of Tibetan Buddhism are Nyingma School, Kagyu School, Sakya School, and Gelug School (the Panchen Lama belongs to this system). Considering religious reasons, I have replaced them with other names.
"The Nyingma Temple where the poor monk lives is the oldest school of Esoteric Buddhism. Every generation has a good relationship with Tubo Zanpu, because people from my Nyingma Temple have been named Tubo national teachers for generations, which has aroused the other three sects. Zongmen's dissatisfaction."
"If it's the same as in previous years, under the dual strength of Nyingma Temple and Zanpu, other sects dare not make any changes. However, the rise of Mongolia has made the other three sects see Chapter 60. The Four Schools of Esoteric Buddhism
Hope, they sent spokespersons to Mongolia one after another, and Phagsiba was a guru-level figure sent by Nalanda Temple, who was named emperor teacher by Temujin. "
"Jinlun Fawang is the most outstanding master of the Vajra Sect. He was named the Mongolian National Teacher. Now he is assisting Kublai Khan in attacking Xiangyang."
"Sangjie, the number one master among the second-generation disciples of the Shingon sect, is now the guest of honor of brother Alibu, the grandson of the Seventh Emperor of Mongolia."
Jiumozhi's tone was always full of worry: "These three factions are planning to bring Mongolia into Tibet and destroy Tubo, so that they can become the master of the whole..."
Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu and Wei Xiaobao looked at each other after hearing his words, and were ecstatic in their hearts: "It's really hard to find a place to find it, and it doesn't take much effort to get it!"
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao and said, "The Qing Dynasty is the only one that still has the upper hand against Mongolia. Now Emperor Kangxi is recruiting experts from the Jianghu. Why not King Ming?" Come back to Yanjing with us, with Xiaobao’s recommendation, the emperor will definitely treat King Ming as a guest, and with the strong support of the Manchu Qing, why should King Ming worry about the other three sects?”
Jiumozhi's heart was moved, and he thought that he could really form an ally with the Manchus. The east and the west would echo each other, and he would be more confident in fighting against Mongolia. Yanjing and his party would discuss it with the Song Emperor, and when the time came, the Three Kingdoms would unite...
"Since this is the case, the poor monk will rely on the two of you to speak well in front of the emperor." After making up his mind, Jiumozhi folded his palms together and saluted respectfully.
"Great monk, since you are going to be busy with your country's affairs, why are you holding onto me and Miss Wang?" Duan Yu on the side has been rushing to his acupoints with luck, but it's a pity that his foundation is shallow, and he has a strong internal force but can't use it. , but made the whole body numb.
"I heard that this intermittent son knows the best swordsmanship in the world, the six-veined sword, and this lady Wang is also familiar with martial arts in the world. I think the emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao was absolutely reluctant to leave Wang Yuyan, secretly in his heart Ruthless: Who cares about you Dali son, back to the capital, to grandpa's territory, are you afraid that you might not be able to deal with it
Jiumozhi didn't intend to let go, Wei Xiaobao's words hit his heart, "What do you think, Mr. Song?"
"I have no objection." Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan, "Miss Wang can rest assured, you have been kind to me in the past, and I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile, and knew that the other party and Wei Xiaobao were companions, and their martial arts were not as good as Jiumozhi, so to be able to say that was already doing their best.
"The poor monk recently heard that Mr. Wei has negotiated an alliance with Song Guo. Counting the days, he should be on his way back to Yanjing. Why did he appear near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao showed embarrassment, so Song Qingshu told him about being hunted down by the Blood Knife Patriarch, and Shandong Yuan Chengzhi stared at him again.
After hearing this, Jiumozhi showed a confident smile: "Now that the poor monk and Mr. Song are by your side, you can go to Longtan and Tiger's Den, so don't worry, Mr. Wei."
Song Qingshu also felt the same, thinking that unless a master like Wuming Shengshen personally assassinated him, with Jiumozhi's thick thigh and himself, he really didn't need to be afraid of anyone.
At this moment, Wei Xiaobao's spirit suddenly lifted, and he was secretly proud of himself: Although my little treasure can't do shit martial arts, but fortunately, I have many friends who are good at martial arts, hahahaha...
Early in the morning, Mu Wan noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu, and couldn't help asking: "Dog... Brother Song, who is this?"
Hearing that she claimed to be Song Qingshu's wife just now, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes, took it seriously, and timidly took Song Qingshu's arm, and said in an extremely sweet voice: "Song Lang, this girl The legendary oiran who sells her art but not her body
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao and said, "The Qing Dynasty is the only one that still has the upper hand against Mongolia. Now Emperor Kangxi is recruiting experts from the Jianghu. Why not King Ming?" Come back to Yanjing with us, with Xiaobao’s recommendation, the emperor will definitely treat King Ming as a guest, and with the strong support of the Manchu Qing, why should King Ming worry about the other three sects?”
Jiumozhi's heart was moved, and he thought that he could really form an ally with the Manchus. The east and the west would echo each other, and he would be more confident in fighting against Mongolia. Yanjing and his party would discuss it with the Song Emperor, and when the time came, the Three Kingdoms would unite...
"Since this is the case, the poor monk will rely on the two of you to speak well in front of the emperor." After making up his mind, Jiumozhi folded his palms together and saluted respectfully.
"Great monk, since you are going to be busy with your country's affairs, why are you holding onto me and Miss Wang?" Duan Yu on the side has been rushing to his acupoints with luck, but it's a pity that his foundation is shallow, and he has a strong internal force but can't use it. , but made the whole body numb.
"I heard that this intermittent son knows the best swordsmanship in the world, the six-veined sword, and this lady Wang is also familiar with martial arts in the world. I think the emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao was absolutely reluctant to leave Wang Yuyan, secretly in his heart Ruthless: Who cares about you Dali son, back to the capital, to grandpa's territory, are you afraid that you might not be able to deal with it
Jiumozhi didn't intend to let go, Wei Xiaobao's words hit his heart, "What do you think, Mr. Song?"
"I have no objection." Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan, "Miss Wang can rest assured, you have been kind to me in the past, and I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile, and knew that the other party and Wei Xiaobao were companions, and their martial arts were not as good as Jiumozhi, so to be able to say that was already doing their best.
"The poor monk recently heard that Mr. Wei has negotiated an alliance with Song Guo. Counting the days, he should be on his way back to Yanjing. Why did he appear near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao showed embarrassment, so Song Qingshu told him about being hunted down by the Blood Knife Patriarch, and Shandong Yuan Chengzhi stared at him again.
After hearing this, Jiumozhi showed a confident smile: "Now that the poor monk and Mr. Song are by your side, you can go to Longtan and Tiger's Den, so don't worry, Mr. Wei."
Song Qingshu also felt the same, thinking that unless a master like Wuming Shengshen personally assassinated him, with Jiumozhi's thick thigh and himself, he really didn't need to be afraid of anyone.
At this moment, Wei Xiaobao's spirit suddenly lifted, and he was secretly proud of himself: Although my little treasure can't do shit martial arts, but fortunately, I have many friends who are good at martial arts, hahahaha...
Early in the morning, Mu Wan noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu, and couldn't help asking: "Dog... Brother Song, who is this?"
Hearing that she claimed to be Song Qingshu's wife just now, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes, took it seriously, and timidly took Song Qingshu's arm, and said in an extremely sweet voice: "Song Lang, this girl The legendary oiran who sells her art but not her body
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao and said, "The Qing Dynasty is the only one that still has the upper hand against Mongolia. Now Emperor Kangxi is recruiting experts from the Jianghu. Why not King Ming?" Come back to Yanjing with us, with Xiaobao’s recommendation, the emperor will definitely treat King Ming as a guest, and with the strong support of the Manchu Qing, why should King Ming worry about the other three sects?”
Jiumozhi's heart was moved, and he thought that he could really form an ally with the Manchus. The east and the west would echo each other, and he would be more confident in fighting against Mongolia. Yanjing and his party would discuss it with the Song Emperor, and when the time came, the Three Kingdoms would unite...
"Since this is the case, the poor monk will rely on the two of you to speak well in front of the emperor." After making up his mind, Jiumozhi folded his palms together and saluted respectfully.
"Great monk, since you are going to be busy with your country's affairs, why are you holding onto me and Miss Wang?" Duan Yu on the side has been rushing to his acupoints with luck, but it's a pity that his foundation is shallow, and he has a strong internal force but can't use it. , but made the whole body numb.
"I heard that this intermittent son knows the best swordsmanship in the world, the six-veined sword, and this lady Wang is also familiar with martial arts in the world. I think the emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao was absolutely reluctant to leave Wang Yuyan, secretly in his heart Ruthless: Who cares about you Dali son, back to the capital, to grandpa's territory, are you afraid that you might not be able to deal with it
Jiumozhi didn't intend to let go, Wei Xiaobao's words hit his heart, "What do you think, Mr. Song?"
"I have no objection." Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan, "Miss Wang can rest assured, you have been kind to me in the past, and I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile, and knew that the other party and Wei Xiaobao were companions, and their martial arts were not as good as Jiumozhi, so to be able to say that was already doing their best.
"The poor monk recently heard that Mr. Wei has negotiated an alliance with Song Guo. Counting the days, he should be on his way back to Yanjing. Why did he appear near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao showed embarrassment, so Song Qingshu told him about being hunted down by the Blood Knife Patriarch, and Shandong Yuan Chengzhi stared at him again.
After hearing this, Jiumozhi showed a confident smile: "Now that the poor monk and Mr. Song are by your side, you can go to Longtan and Tiger's Den, so don't worry, Mr. Wei."
Song Qingshu also felt the same, thinking that unless a master like Wuming Shengshen personally assassinated him, with Jiumozhi's thick thigh and himself, he really didn't need to be afraid of anyone.
At this moment, Wei Xiaobao's spirit suddenly lifted, and he was secretly proud of himself: Although my little treasure can't do shit martial arts, but fortunately, I have many friends who are good at martial arts, hahahaha...
Early in the morning, Mu Wan noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu, and couldn't help asking: "Dog... Brother Song, who is this?"
Hearing that she claimed to be Song Qingshu's wife just now, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes, took it seriously, and timidly took Song Qingshu's arm, and said in an extremely sweet voice: "Song Lang, this girl The legendary oiran who sells her art but not her body
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao and said, "The Qing Dynasty is the only one that still has the upper hand against Mongolia. Now Emperor Kangxi is recruiting experts from the Jianghu. Why not King Ming?" Come back to Yanjing with us, with Xiaobao’s recommendation, the emperor will definitely treat King Ming as a guest, and with the strong support of the Manchu Qing, why should King Ming worry about the other three sects?”
Jiumozhi's heart was moved, and he thought that he could really form an ally with the Manchus. The east and the west would echo each other, and he would be more confident in fighting against Mongolia. Yanjing and his party would discuss it with the Song Emperor, and when the time came, the Three Kingdoms would unite...
"Since this is the case, the poor monk will rely on the two of you to speak well in front of the emperor." After making up his mind, Jiumozhi folded his palms together and saluted respectfully.
"Great monk, since you are going to be busy with your country's affairs, why are you holding onto me and Miss Wang?" Duan Yu on the side has been rushing to his acupoints with luck, but it's a pity that his foundation is shallow, and he has a strong internal force but can't use it. , but made the whole body numb.
"I heard that this intermittent son knows the best swordsmanship in the world, the six-veined sword, and this lady Wang is also familiar with martial arts in the world. I think the emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao was absolutely reluctant to leave Wang Yuyan, secretly in his heart Ruthless: Who cares about you Dali son, back to the capital, to grandpa's territory, are you afraid that you might not be able to deal with it
Jiumozhi didn't intend to let go, Wei Xiaobao's words hit his heart, "What do you think, Mr. Song?"
"I have no objection." Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan, "Miss Wang can rest assured, you have been kind to me in the past, and I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile, and knew that the other party and Wei Xiaobao were companions, and their martial arts were not as good as Jiumozhi, so to be able to say that was already doing their best.
"The poor monk recently heard that Mr. Wei has negotiated an alliance with Song Guo. Counting the days, he should be on his way back to Yanjing. Why did he appear near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao showed embarrassment, so Song Qingshu told him about being hunted down by the Blood Knife Patriarch, and Shandong Yuan Chengzhi stared at him again.
After hearing this, Jiumozhi showed a confident smile: "Now that the poor monk and Mr. Song are by your side, you can go to Longtan and Tiger's Den, so don't worry, Mr. Wei."
Song Qingshu also felt the same, thinking that unless a master like Wuming Shengshen personally assassinated him, with Jiumozhi's thick thigh and himself, he really didn't need to be afraid of anyone.
At this moment, Wei Xiaobao's spirit suddenly lifted, and he was secretly proud of himself: Although my little treasure can't do shit martial arts, but fortunately, I have many friends who are good at martial arts, hahahaha...
Early in the morning, Mu Wan noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu, and couldn't help asking: "Dog... Brother Song, who is this?"
Hearing that she claimed to be Song Qingshu's wife just now, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes, took it seriously, and timidly took Song Qingshu's arm, and said in an extremely sweet voice: "Song Lang, this girl The legendary oiran who sells her art but not her body
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao and said, "The Qing Dynasty is the only one that still has the upper hand against Mongolia. Now Emperor Kangxi is recruiting experts from the Jianghu. Why not King Ming?" Come back to Yanjing with us, with Xiaobao’s recommendation, the emperor will definitely treat King Ming as a guest, and with the strong support of the Manchu Qing, why should King Ming worry about the other three sects?”
Jiumozhi's heart was moved, and he thought that he could really form an ally with the Manchus. The east and the west would echo each other, and he would be more confident in fighting against Mongolia. Yanjing and his party would discuss it with the Song Emperor, and when the time came, the Three Kingdoms would unite...
"Since this is the case, the poor monk will rely on the two of you to speak well in front of the emperor." After making up his mind, Jiumozhi folded his palms together and saluted respectfully.
"Great monk, since you are going to be busy with your country's affairs, why are you holding onto me and Miss Wang?" Duan Yu on the side has been rushing to his acupoints with luck, but it's a pity that his foundation is shallow, and he has a strong internal force but can't use it. , but made the whole body numb.
"I heard that this intermittent son knows the best swordsmanship in the world, the six-veined sword, and this lady Wang is also familiar with martial arts in the world. I think the emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao was absolutely reluctant to leave Wang Yuyan, secretly in his heart Ruthless: Who cares about you Dali son, back to the capital, to grandpa's territory, are you afraid that you might not be able to deal with it
Jiumozhi didn't intend to let go, Wei Xiaobao's words hit his heart, "What do you think, Mr. Song?"
"I have no objection." Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan, "Miss Wang can rest assured, you have been kind to me in the past, and I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile, and knew that the other party and Wei Xiaobao were companions, and their martial arts were not as good as Jiumozhi, so to be able to say that was already doing their best.
"The poor monk recently heard that Mr. Wei has negotiated an alliance with Song Guo. Counting the days, he should be on his way back to Yanjing. Why did he appear near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao showed embarrassment, so Song Qingshu told him about being hunted down by the Blood Knife Patriarch, and Shandong Yuan Chengzhi stared at him again.
After hearing this, Jiumozhi showed a confident smile: "Now that the poor monk and Mr. Song are by your side, you can go to Longtan and Tiger's Den, so don't worry, Mr. Wei."
Song Qingshu also felt the same, thinking that unless a master like Wuming Shengshen personally assassinated him, with Jiumozhi's thick thigh and himself, he really didn't need to be afraid of anyone.
At this moment, Wei Xiaobao's spirit suddenly lifted, and he was secretly proud of himself: Although my little treasure can't do shit martial arts, but fortunately, I have many friends who are good at martial arts, hahahaha...
Early in the morning, Mu Wan noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu, and couldn't help asking: "Dog... Brother Song, who is this?"
Hearing that she claimed to be Song Qingshu's wife just now, Shui Sheng rolled her eyes, took it seriously, and timidly took Song Qingshu's arm, and said in an extremely sweet voice: "Song Lang, this girl The legendary oiran who sells her art but not her body
"My sworn brother is now the most trusted person of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty," Song Qingshu pulled Wei Xiaobao and said, "The Qing Dynasty is the only one that still has the upper hand against Mongolia. Now Emperor Kangxi is recruiting experts from the Jianghu. Why not King Ming?" Come back to Yanjing with us, with Xiaobao’s recommendation, the emperor will definitely treat King Ming as a guest, and with the strong support of the Manchu Qing, why should King Ming worry about the other three sects?”
Jiumozhi's heart was moved, and he thought that he could really form an ally with the Manchus. The east and the west would echo each other, and he would be more confident in fighting against Mongolia. Yanjing and his party would discuss it with the Song Emperor, and when the time came, the Three Kingdoms would unite...
"Since this is the case, the poor monk will rely on the two of you to speak well in front of the emperor." After making up his mind, Jiumozhi folded his palms together and saluted respectfully.
"Great monk, since you are going to be busy with your country's affairs, why are you holding onto me and Miss Wang?" Duan Yu on the side has been rushing to his acupoints with luck, but it's a pity that his foundation is shallow, and he has a strong internal force but can't use it. , but made the whole body numb.
"I heard that this intermittent son knows the best swordsmanship in the world, the six-veined sword, and this lady Wang is also familiar with martial arts in the world. I think the emperor will welcome you very much." Wei Xiaobao was absolutely reluctant to leave Wang Yuyan, secretly in his heart Ruthless: Who cares about you Dali son, back to the capital, to grandpa's territory, are you afraid that you might not be able to deal with it
Jiumozhi didn't intend to let go, Wei Xiaobao's words hit his heart, "What do you think, Mr. Song?"
"I have no objection." Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan, "Miss Wang can rest assured, you have been kind to me in the past, and I will definitely protect you."
Wang Yuyan forced a smile, and knew that the other party and Wei Xiaobao were companions, and their martial arts were not as good as Jiumozhi, so to be able to say that was already doing their best.
"The poor monk recently heard that Mr. Wei has negotiated an alliance with Song Guo. Counting the days, he should be on his way back to Yanjing. Why did he appear near Gusu?"
Wei Xiaobao showed embarrassment, so Song Qingshu told him about being hunted down by the Blood Knife Patriarch, and Shandong Yuan Chengzhi stared at him again.
After hearing this, Jiumozhi showed a confident smile: "Now that the poor monk and Mr. Song are by your side, you can go to Longtan and Tiger's Den, so don't worry, Mr. Wei."
Song Qingshu also felt the same, thinking that unless a master like Wuming Shengshen personally assassinated him, with Jiumozhi's thick thigh and himself, he really didn't need to be afraid of anyone.
At this moment, Wei Xiaobao's spirit suddenly lifted, and he was secretly proud of himself: Although my little treasure can't do shit martial arts, but fortunately, I have many friends who are good at martial arts, hahahaha...
Early in the morning, Mu Wan noticed the beautiful woman standing behind Song Qingshu, and couldn't help asking: "Dog... Brother Song, who is this?"
Hearing that she claimed to be Song Qingshu's wife just now, Shui Sheng's eyes rolled, and she thought about it, and timidly took Song Qingshu's arm, and said in an extremely sweet voice: "Song Lang, this girl