"Yang of the Yang family general..." Song Qingshu murmured silently in his heart. The previous Yang family general was well-known no matter whether it was on TV or in comic books. 一阅读书·1?k?a?nshu·cc A general of the Yang family, a loyal soldier, this girl in yellow was born in the Yang family, it seems that she has a close relationship with the Southern Song Dynasty officials.
However, Song Qingshu's attention quickly shifted to another point. Compared with the generals of the Yang family, the female generals of the Yang family are even more famous. Her husband died in battle, leaving a room full of pretty little widows...
Judging by the looks of the women in yellow shirts, these women of the Yang family must be some beauties, do you want to save them
Song Qingshu was thinking about some messy things in his mind, which made him despise himself a little. This is too beastly, and his father's life and death are still uncertain!
However, Song Qingshu quickly put this concern aside. After all, he is not the real Song Qingshu, and he has never met Song Yuanqiao face to face, let alone have any relationship. If something goes wrong, even women can't think about it, so Song Qingshu is absolutely unwilling.
As for hooking up with the female generals of the Yang family, would he feel sorry for the heroes who died in battle? Song Qingshu never considered this issue at all. First, these people are too illusory for him, and second, he never planned to use force. You love me What is there to be sorry for, but let a group of beautiful women be widowed at a young age, in his opinion, it is too unfair to those women.
"Abbot Xuanci, I have offended you tonight. I hope you will forgive me. Qingshu, let's go." Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't respond, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help calling him again. If he knew what was going on in his mind at the moment, Zhang Sanfeng had a lot of self-cultivation. Shen, I'm afraid he will also clean up the portal.
Xuanci showed hesitation on his face, and finally gave up using the entire temple's force to keep the two of them, but the hesitation in his heart was palpable, and he replied coldly: "No!"
Watching the figures of the two gradually disappear into the darkness, Kong Wen couldn't help but said, "Brother Abbot, are you really letting them go like this?"
Xuanci sighed: "Now that we know that this is a conspiracy by the Kingdom of Jin, we can't still jump into it and be used by the Kingdom of Jin."
Kong Wen said anxiously: "But today's opportunity is once in a thousand years. I don't know when I want to keep Zhang Sanfeng next time."
"Do you really think you can keep the two of them?" The sweeping monk who had been silent not far away suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, sat cross-legged on the ground and adjusted his breath, sighing with lingering fear, "The dense purple air , It's really amazing!"
"You are..." Xuanci suddenly turned pale with shock, and hastily took out Shaolin's holy medicine for healing, the Great Return Pill, and sent it over.
After taking the Great Returning Pill, the sweeping monk's complexion finally improved, and he slowly opened his eyes: "It's fine if there is only Zhang Sanfeng alone. I am seriously injured, and with the strength of the whole temple, I can barely keep him. It's a pity that Zhang Sanfeng is alone. There is Song Qingshu. Although his martial arts is not as good as mine at present, the gap is already very small. If we really fight, tonight may be an unprecedented catastrophe in Shaolin. To see??Book · 1 book k?a?nshu· cc”
"Song is really so powerful?" Xuanci looked at him in disbelief.
The sweeping monk nodded slightly: "I'm going to retreat for the next period of time to recuperate my wounds. Unless something big happens, don't bother me. For other things, follow our previous plan." After finishing speaking, he walked back slowly. The Sutra Pavilion.
Xuanci and the others saluted respectfully behind him: "Yes!"
At this time, Zhang Sanfeng and Song Qingshu had just left Shaolin, Song Qingshu chattered along the way, but Zhang Sanfeng kept silent. Finally, Song Qingshu finally noticed his abnormality: "Grand Master, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Sanfeng supported a pine tree by the side of the road, couldn't bear it any longer, spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, Song Qingshu's expression changed, and he hastily transported his internal energy into his body.
One stick of incense time passed before Zhang Sanfeng felt that the turbulent qi in his body gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect there to be such a master in this world. If I hadn't been reminded by you in advance, I would have gone to Shaolin without knowing it." , I’m afraid I’m going to suffer a lot.”
"Great Master, is that floor-sweeping monk really that powerful? Why is he not even your opponent?" Song Qingshu turned pale with shock. During this time together, his cultivation level towards Zhang Sanfeng can be said to be as high as a mountain. Gao, he absolutely did not believe it.
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly: "The internal injury suffered by the other party is not serious. The reason why Grand Master stumbled this time is because Xuanci and the others sneaked up from behind just now. I was shocked and planned to exchange injuries for injuries. It was caused by the Sweeping Monk first."
Song Qingshu looked guilty: "It's all my fault. If I had come down a little earlier, Grand Master, you wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly and said: "How can I blame you, everything just happened between flashes and flints, the Grand Master entrusted me with it, I shouldn't easily compete with the sweeping monk for internal strength, who would have expected such eminent monks like Xuanci, Actually... hey!"
Song Qingshu snorted coldly: "These Shaolin bald donkeys are full of false compassion. From my observations, their words and deeds seem to have huge plans, and I have to guard against them in the future."
Zhang Sanfeng deeply agreed: "That's right, I also noticed that they seem to be plotting something."
"Leave us juniors to worry about these conspiracies and schemes. Grand Master, you should concentrate on pursuing the way of heaven." Song Qingshu continued, "And the whereabouts of my father and the others. Let me investigate this time."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly: "That's fine, Grand Master may have to go back to Wudang for recuperation for a few months due to internal injuries."
"Qingshu will send Grand Master back to Wudang first, and then go to Jin Kingdom to investigate." Song Qingshu worried that Zhang Sanfeng was seriously injured, and there might be some danger on the way.
Zhang Sanfeng saw his worry at a glance, and couldn't help laughing: "Qing Shu, you are worrying too much. Although the old man is injured, he has to protect himself. I am afraid that no one in this world can keep me. Instead, it is your father and the others. I am worried. After a long time, they may become more dangerous, so you should save them first without further delay."
"But since Jin Guo deliberately designed such a trap, I'm afraid he won't let you go back to Wudang easily." In the end, Song Qingshu persuaded Zhang Sanfeng to go to the town's inn at the foot of the mountain to rest for a night to help him heal his injuries.
After a night of hard work, Zhang Sanfeng's injury finally stabilized, and Song Qingshu was relieved a little. With Zhang Sanfeng's current situation, as long as he doesn't meet a master of the level of the sweeping monk, he is definitely more than enough to protect himself.
After sending Zhang Sanfeng away, Song Qingshu began to think about how to investigate the whereabouts of Song Yuanqiao and others. Hearing what Huang Shinu said, this time was a plan of some high-level officials in the Kingdom of Jin.
"High level..." Song Qingshu was a little dazed, he didn't have much contact with Jin Guo, he thought of Ouyang Feng first, but after being tricked by the other party a few times, he subconsciously became defensive and didn't want to go to him.
Suddenly Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, Songshan was not far away from Feng, the Mrs. Tang whom he knew before, looked like a courtesan among the nobles, and he should be able to find out some news from her—
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