Seeing Yang Guo turned and left, Wan Yanliang knew that he was weird and didn't bother to care about him, at the moment his mind was on Huang Rong, fearing that Murong Bo and Qiu Qianren were not safe enough, he hurriedly summoned his soldiers and ordered them to chase them out as well.
Besides, after Huang Rong jumped off the courtyard wall just now, she didn't run away immediately. Instead, she dodged into the shadows beside her. Looking at a "woman" in front of her who was dressed exactly like herself, and even had the same hairstyle as her, she couldn't help but chuckled: "You're pretending so well!" It's pretty similar."
"Rong'er, we are familiar, but if you laugh at me like this again, I will lose my face." Song Qingshu looked at her depressedly, "I sacrificed so much for you, yet you still laugh at me."
Huang Rong suppressed her smile, and hurriedly said: "Stop laughing, stop laughing..." But she still couldn't help it, seeing Song Qingshu's face turned ∫∫∫, .▼￡.←black, and hurriedly said: "They chased you out , you run quickly."
"I'll settle the score with you later!" Song Qingshu raised his fist threateningly, but he had already heard the sound of his clothes ripping through the air, and knew that Wan Yanliang's masters had chased him out, so he didn't dare to stay here anymore, so he hurriedly moved Qigong started to run far away.
"There she is, chase after her!" Qiu Qianren claimed that iron palms float on the water, besides a pair of iron palms, his lightness kung fu is also unrivaled in the world, so although he started later than Murong Bo, he arrived first and stepped into the courtyard first Wall, saw a flash of green shadow not far away, recognized Huang Rong's back, and hurriedly beckoned others to chase after her.
Seeing the group of people disappear in the distance, Huang Rong who was hiding in the shadows quietly came out, an inexplicable complex expression flashed across her pretty face: the majestic Golden Snake King, one of the best masters in the world, in order to save brother Jing for me , actually willing to dress up as a woman...
You must know that in ancient times, it was the greatest insult to say that a man behaved like a woman. When Zhuge Liang used women's clothes to humiliate Sima Yi for being cowardly and not fighting, he was almost so angry that the wily Sima Yi couldn't help it. It is conceivable that there are many ancient people Taboo this.
Of course Huang Rong was aware of these rules. Seeing Song Qingshu sacrifice so much, she was moved and even had another thought in her heart: He did this for me. Let him make up for what happened last night...
She even wondered if elder brother Jing would dress up as a woman for herself
Soon Huang Rong shook her head, brother Jing is a hero who stands up to the sky, how could he put on women's clothes
Although Huang Rong persuaded herself, she was still a little disappointed, because she knew that in her husband's heart, the country and the nation were the most important. If he had to choose between himself and Xiangyang, he would probably sacrifice his children for righteousness. love...
Although Huang Rong could understand her husband's choice, she was a woman after all. Which woman doesn't need her husband's unreserved love? Which woman doesn't want her husband to be able to be an enemy of the world for her own sake
"Rong'er, are you worried about me?" After an unknown amount of time, Huang Rong, who was in a daze, was suddenly blown into the ear.
Huang Rong was startled at first, although she was a little distracted, but she was bullied and didn't notice it, it was really inappropriate. But she soon relaxed, because who else but Song Qingshu would talk to him like this
"Can't you have a good talk with me?" Huang Rong took a step back subconsciously, leaving a relatively safe distance between the two of them, before giving Song Qingshu an angry look.
"What's wrong with talking like this?" Song Qingshu shrugged disapprovingly, "If you want to have a serious conversation, you have your brother Jing, isn't it enough?"
Huang Rong gasped for breath, unwilling to make comparisons between the two, she hurriedly changed the subject and asked, "Did you get rid of them so quickly?"
"Of course!" Speaking of this, Song Qingshu raised his head proudly and snorted, "Although my martial arts are not the best in the world, I am the best in two kinds of kung fu, one of which is lightness kung fu. , Looking around the world, I live alone in the first tier, and the Green Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao and Dongfang Bubai are in the same tier, and the rest of the people, go and slowly divide the tiers by themselves."
Just now Song Qingshu used the moonlight to disguise himself as Huang Rong, and led Wan Yanliang's masters out of the city. At the beginning, he didn't dare to use lightness kung fu too much, lest the chasing soldiers couldn't keep up. When he took them far enough away from the city, he He had no more reservations, and shook off the pursuers in the blink of an eye.
After losing the trace of "Huang Rong", Qiu Qianren, Murong Bo and the others must have a hard time looking for it. When they realize something is wrong, the time spent on the way back will be enough for Song Qingshu to save people.
Seeing Song Qingshu's high-spirited look, Huang Rong suddenly thought of a poem about horseshoe disease.
It's nice to be young!
Huang Rong secretly sighed, although she is not too old, but in order to guard Xiangyang these years, she and Guo Jing have exhausted their efforts, which made her feel like a beautiful woman.
With Song Qingshu, she seemed to have returned to her girlhood unknowingly, and re-experienced the carefree feeling of the past.
"Look what you're proud of," Huang Rong asked mischievously, "Then may I ask our Mr. Song, what kind of kung fu is the best in the world?"
Song Qingshu smiled strangely, leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words, Huang Rong's pretty face blushed instantly, and she punched him with her fists in anger.
Song Qing laughed, and said innocently while dodging: "Kung fu in bed is also kung fu..."
"Talk this kind of stupid talk to your Mrs. Tang yourself, don't dirty my ears." Huang Rong purposely put on a straight face, but her heart was pounding. When she fainted, she had to admit in her heart that his kung fu might really be number one in the world...
"But I like to tell Rong'er."
Huang Rong looked up and saw Song Qingshu looking at her playfully, she couldn't help panicking, and hurriedly coughed softly: "We'd better hurry up and save Brother Jing, it won't be good if those people react."
Song Qingshu didn't want to push her too hard, and nodded upon seeing this: "Alright, let's go rescue Guo Daxia."
Looking at the hand stretched out in front of her, Huang Rong was slightly startled: "What are you doing?"
Song Qingshu said solemnly: "Of course I hugged you, otherwise with your lightness kung fu, would you be able to sneak into the dungeon silently?"
"Huh?" Huang Rong knew that what the other party said made sense, but she was always hesitant to let him hug her in such a clear-headed manner.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Rong'er, why are you so shy, it's not like we haven't hugged before."
Huang Rong was startled, her first reaction was that he knew about what happened last night, but she quickly realized that what the other party was talking about should be what happened between the two at the Golden Snake Conference.
Seeing Huang Rong's hesitation, Song Qingshu didn't care whether she would be angry or not, so he wrapped his arm around her waist.
Huang Rong groaned, and fell into Song Qingshu's arms. Before he could react, the other party's hateful voice came from his ear: "Rong'er, your body is so soft."