Song Yuanqiao shook his head: "Qingshu, I've made up my mind as a father. If you can't rescue these princesses together, I will never leave." Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting hesitated, and they all agreed.
"Don't you care about Wudang's reputation?" Song Qingshu was angry and anxious, and really didn't know what to say.
"You don't need to talk about it, Qingshu," Zhang Songxi also said, "Since we have made a mistake, we should face it calmly. Master and the old man are not idle people. After knowing the situation here, they will definitely agree with us. .”
Seeing that the three of them had changed from panic at the beginning to firm faces now, Song Qingshu secretly admired them. After glancing at the three poor princesses on the ground, he recalled the righteous indignation when he read about the shame of Jingkang in his previous life, and he suddenly felt proud Sheng: "Okay, let me change my life against the sky one" + án" + "+ ロバ, ≈.￡∧.▽back!"
However, although his blood was aroused, he still maintained a clear head, and quickly analyzed: "To save these princesses, we need to think long-term. I'm afraid it won't work today. It's too much to scare the snake, and I have to wrong you to suffer here for a while longer. And... with Wan Yanping, a demon girl, pretending to be a snake."
Zhang Songxi was overjoyed immediately: "Qing Shu, you are willing to take a big risk to save them, we are already overjoyed, this little suffering is nothing!"
"However, that witch will definitely use this as a threat tomorrow to force us to learn about Wudang's unique skills. How should we deal with this?" Yin Liting said with a worried face.
"This matter is easy," Song Qingshu said quickly, "When the time comes, you will give her the formula of nine truths and one false, so as to ensure that she can cope with it and retain the essence of Wudang martial arts. You are more familiar with Wudang martial arts than I am. , you need to grasp it yourself.”
Zhang Songxi couldn't help being overjoyed: "This plan is very clever, how did you think of it, Qing Shu!"
"Who told you that you haven't read "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"..." Song Qingshu slandered, and hurriedly said: "Now is not the time to talk about this. The guards outside are about to come in. I'll go first. Take care of yourself."
Unlocking the acupoints of the three princesses on the ground, Song Qingshu tapped his toes, and the whole person floated away like a light feather.
"Qing Shu's lightness kung fu is really unparalleled in the world." Zhang Songxi couldn't help but admire.
"Fourth brother, you are too famous." Although Song Yuanqiao said this, his face still couldn't help showing a trace of pride.
"Eldest senior brother, fourth senior brother, I have a merciless request from you." Yin Liting suddenly hesitated.
"What's the matter?" Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi looked at each other, wondering what made him so embarrassed.
"Today's matter... If we die in the Kingdom of Jin, that's all. If we are lucky enough to return to Wudang, I hope that the two elder brothers will keep it secret in front of Bugui." Yin Liting looked embarrassed.
"Don't worry, we will absolutely keep our mouths shut in front of our siblings." Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi blushed, thinking that this is not something glorious, aren't we the same as you
At this moment, the three princesses had woken up faintly, and the guards from outside barged in one after another, so the three of them shut their mouths and did not say a word again.
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After coming out of the Huanyi Courtyard, Song Qingshu wandered around the harem boredly. Now he can be said to have a headache. To save those poor princesses in the Song Dynasty, there are currently two problems. One is how to get so many people out of the heavily guarded palace. The second is how to safely transport out of the city after being rescued. Song Qingshu is currently at a loss in any aspect.
"Let's find an opportunity to get in touch with the princesses in Huanyiyuan first. You have to figure out how many of them there are and their respective situations before you can make a plan accordingly." Song Qingshu was distracted and finally sorted out a clue.
With so much commotion today, there must be no way to go to Huanyiyuan again. Song Qingshu decided to go back to Tang Kuo's mansion first before making plans, but he had just walked a few steps when suddenly his heart moved and he turned around and walked towards Xiaoxingguo's residence.
Song Qingshu didn't know why he suddenly decided to go there, maybe he wanted to try his luck to see if he could meet that woman in yellow shirt again? However, he himself knew that this idea was a bit ridiculous. The last time the woman in yellow went away quietly, could it be that she would come back to see a little eunuch
In a shadowy place, Song Qingshu quietly put on the leather mask of Xiaoxingguo, and then he appeared in the palace in the face of Xiaoxingguo. He also felt a little guilty: Xiaoxingguo disappeared for several days, and he didn't know if there was anything. Doubt? Also, the queen made an appointment with me to go once in three days, but I missed the appointment, and I don't know what the consequences will be.
Xiaoxingguo's residence was pitch black, and it didn't look like anyone was there, but with Song Qingshu's cultivation level, he could vaguely sense that there seemed to be a vague aura inside, and he didn't know if it was the woman in yellow or something else. People with ulterior motives.
After all, Xiao Xingguo's death was unclear, and he didn't know who wanted his life in this huge palace, so Song Qingshu had to be careful.
On the surface, Song Qingshu pretended to be unsuspecting, and swaggered in. Just as he opened the door, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes. Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and instead of fighting back, he pretended to be panicked. Appearance: "Heroine, spare me!"
As soon as he uttered his words, he screamed inwardly. It stands to reason that a young eunuch like Xiao Xingguo could not tell whether the person hiding in the dark is a man or a woman at this moment.
Sure enough, the cold voice of the woman in yellow shirt came from next to her ear: "How do you know it's me?"
As soon as Song Qingshu rolled his eyes, he made up his mind and pretended to be puzzled: "If it's not a heroine, could it be someone else?"
"Hmph~" The woman in yellow shirt withdrew her long sword, seemed to accept his explanation, turned around and walked into the back room, she could see that her steps were a little staggering, and her face was a little paler than before, Song Qingshu subconsciously asked: "Mr. Are you injured again?"
"You don't need to worry about it." The woman in yellow shirt leaned against the head of the bed and sat down. Although she looked tired and weak, she still did not lose her peerless elegance.
When Song Qingshu was looking at her, she just raised her head to look at him. When she noticed Song Qingshu's eyes, she was startled for a moment, and then said angrily, "If you keep looking around, be careful that I'll dig out your eyeballs!"
Song Qingshu hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Isn't being beautiful just for people to see, and I don't know why you are so excited."
The woman in the yellow shirt laughed back angrily: "You are too... What do eunuchs know about being beautiful?"
Song Qingshu shouted immediately: "The missing parts on the eunuch's body are not eyes, why can't they look beautiful?"
A faint blush appeared on the pale cheeks of the woman in the yellow shirt, and she pursed her lips and snorted, "Shameless!"