Murong Bo is full of self-confidence. The Murong family is the magic weapon for the survival of the martial arts. They are best at group battles and defeating the strong with the weak. Although Song Qingshu's previously shown skills were a bit terrifying, Murong Bo still had full confidence in winning the final victory.
But he soon couldn't laugh anymore, because he found that no matter how much he urged, he couldn't take off the opponent's strength, because Song Qingshu attacked with a simple finger, but this finger contained extremely fierce Domineering sword energy.
A few years ago, Murong Fu suffered from Duan Yu's Six Meridians Excalibur, Murong Bo paid attention to this, now he finally understands why, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi can move all the power of the world's fists, but it is against the incomparably sharp invisible sword Qi can do nothing.
After delaying this time, Song Qingshu's fingers got closer to his body, and Murong Bo had lost the best time to dodge, so he had no choice but to resort to his box-pressing kung fu—joining fingers!
The Murong family is proficient in martial arts all over the world, but the most advanced are two kung fu, one is fighting and star shifting, and the other is joining fingers. Intangible, in terms of finger strength, it is still superior to Shaolin Wuxiangjiezhi, Mokezhi, Duoluoyezhi, Nianhuazhi, etc. The advantages of various fingerings, such as the concealment of the kalpa finger and the strength of the maha finger, are theoretically better than the Yiyang finger of Dali Duan's.
However, there is no good or bad fingering, the most important factor is the skill of the user, and Murong Bo's skill is obviously high enough. The Shenhe finger is his secret treasure, and he will never use it unless it is absolutely necessary, but Song Qingshu's fierce sword energy has already made him feel the threat of his life. After mobilizing 100% of the skill of Shen Hezhi, he pointed towards Song Qingshu's fingertips.
Fingers intersected, Song Qingshu's whole body shook, but Murong Bo let out a strange cry, and hurriedly flew back a few feet, his fingers tucked into his sleeves trembling, his expression extremely ugly.
At this moment, Song Qingshu felt the qi and blood in his body churning, and there was a faint tingling sensation in his fingers, but he believed that Murong Bo's condition must be worse, so he suppressed the pain in his fingers, and took another step towards Murong Bo's direction.
Murong Bo saw his pupils shrunk slightly. At this moment, Ouyang Feng suddenly appeared between the two of them, looked at Song Qingshu and said, "Brother Song, Mr. Murong offended Song Daxia and others before, and he was just following orders. Brother, why bother?" Suffering and forcing each other?" Even though he didn't want to participate in the struggle between the two masters, he and Murong Bo both belonged to the Hailing Palace, if Murong Bo was allowed to have an accident, he would not be able to explain it to all parties.
Song Qing's writing was as sinking as water: "Brother Ouyang, is it possible that he wants to fight with me?"
Ouyang Feng smiled embarrassingly: "We don't know each other, but this time there is no need. Now the guards of the palace are rushing here. The Daxing Kingdom is known as the number one expert in the Kingdom of Jin. If we both lose, Isn't it for people to reap the benefits of fishermen?"
Seeing that Song Qingshu was silent, Ouyang Feng continued: "I heard what you said just now, you have received a great kindness from Mr. Murong before, although my brother has already repaid the kindness, but if Mr. Murong's father is injured by your hands, it is inevitable that you will come later. I feel a little guilty."
Song Qingshu moved his ears and heard the benevolent government
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) There are indeed many people coming from the direction of the palace, knowing that the guards of the Jin Kingdom Palace finally discovered the anomaly here, plus an unknown Daxing Kingdom, if they stay here at this time It's really unwise to come down and fight with Wan Yanliang's men.
"Since that's the case, then I'll give my brother some face this time." Song Qingshu paused, then turned to look at Murong Bo, "But there are only three things, Mr. Murong can take care of himself."
Murong Bo snorted coldly, his lips moved, but he still didn't refute anything after all.
Song Qingshu then called Huang Shannv, Song Yuanqiao and others to protect the princesses of the Song Dynasty and retreat to the established route. Seeing that they took away their target, the warriors of Hailing Palace looked to Ouyang Feng for advice, Ouyang Feng just slightly Shaking his head, after Song Qingshu and others had left, he waved his hand and ordered to kill all the members of the Huanyi Academy who had been hit by Shixiang Ruanjin, and then he led his men to retreat from another direction. It was still lively just now The Huanyi courtyard became dead silent in the blink of an eye.
"Thank you Mr. Ouyang for your help." On the way back, Murong Bo smiled and thanked Ouyang Feng.
"Mr. Murong, you are being polite. How is your injury?" Ouyang Feng asked curiously.
Murong Bo's face changed slightly, and he quickly covered it up: "I got a little injury, it's nothing serious, Mr. Ouyang, please take care of me."
"It's nothing serious." Ouyang Feng looked thoughtfully at the blood stains at Murong Bo's feet.
After returning to Hailing Prince's Mansion, Murong Bo disappeared even Wanyan Liang, and went straight back to his room. After closing the door, he stretched out his hand tremblingly. A small half!
"Song Qingshu, today's hatred for severed fingers will be repaid tenfold in the future!" Murong Bo said with a ferocious face, gnashing his teeth.
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After Song Qingshu and his party left the palace, there was a carriage waiting in the secret place. After loading the princesses into the carriage, he ordered them to change into the clothes they had prepared. Given the token, even though the city gate was closed, the group of them left the city gate without any risk.
"Is your hand okay?" Zhao Min and Song Qingshu sat together at the front of the first carriage, and as soon as he had time, he hurriedly took Song Qingshu's hand and looked at it.
"It's nothing else, it's just that it hurts badly." Song Qingshu took a deep breath.
Zhao Min's face changed slightly: "Could it be that the bones were injured in some way, why don't we let them go first, let's go back to the city and find a doctor to have a look?"
"That's not necessary," Song Qingshu suddenly looked back at Zhao Min, "If the princess is willing to condescend to play for me, maybe my fingers will stop hurting soon."
Seeing the smile on Song Qingshu's lips, Zhao Min realized that he was being teased by the other party, and threw his hand aside angrily: "Bah, it's a good idea."
Song Qingshu looked depressed: "Hey, hey, you've changed your face too quickly. Just now in the palace, you were talking about Brother Qingshu, and you were very affectionate."
Zhao Min's face was slightly red, and she couldn't help raising her chin: "At that time, I was deep in the tiger's den, and I, a weak woman, had no choice but to use your tiger skin as a banner."
"You have the nerve to call yourself a weak woman?" Song Qingshu couldn't help rolling his eyes, "But the county
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The Lord said to pull my tiger skin, so are you admitting that you are a fox? "
"So what if I'm a fox, a fox is so smart." Zhao Min wrinkled her nose, showing no sign of displeasure, but rather proud of herself.
"It's not just a smart fox, it's a beautiful vixen!" Looking at Zhao Min's delicate and charming cheeks, Song Qingshu couldn't help sighing.
"Bah, a dog can't spit out ivory." Zhao Min cursed with a smile, but his eyes were full of smiles, so there was no real meaning of anger.
"By the way, how's the antidote for the Three Corpse Brain God Pill?" Song Qingshu suddenly remembered the poison Zhao Min had suffered, and asked hastily.
"Hmph, you only know how to travel around and flirt with other women, so how can you care about my life?" Zhao Min gave him a resentful look.
"Don't get me wrong, there is nothing between Miss Yang and me." Song Qingshu said hastily.
"Miss Yang? Is that woman's surname Yang..." Zhao Min murmured to herself, then suddenly snorted, "I didn't say who it was, why didn't you just confess to her with a guilty conscience?"
Song Qingshu was at a loss for words for a while, and secretly regretted in his heart, bickering with women is really not worth the candle.
Zhao Min knew how to measure, and when he saw that he hadn't spoken, he stopped being unreasonable. Instead, he talked about the business: "After we separated from you last time, I went back to the Ruyang Palace and mobilized all the resources, but I couldn't find Murong Jingyue. It was only recently that I received a message saying that he might be in Daxing Mansion, so I came to take a look."
What Zhao Min said was half-truth and half-false. Although she did not hide anything about Murong Jingyue, she was not only looking for Murong Jingyue during her trip, but she also had the task of Mongolia sending her to stir up civil strife in Jin. Regarding the latter point , she did not tell Song Qingshu.
"Murong Jingyue is in Daxing Mansion?" Song Qing wrote strangely. He had been living here as Tang Kuobian for a while, but he didn't find anyone who might be Murong Jingyue in disguise.
"I'm not very sure, so I need to check it out." Zhao Min said with a frown.
In the carriage behind, the girl in yellow was listening to many sisters telling about the hardships they had suffered in these years, her eyes soon turned red, and she was in a sad place when she suddenly saw Song Qingshu and Zhao Min sitting in the first carriage through the curtain of the carriage The front of the car leaned close to each other and whispered, feeling suddenly depressed. Although she quickly realized the strangeness of her emotions, she didn't think about other things. People's Zhao Min.
"Young Master Song, now that we have left Daxing Mansion, we will not bother you to send us off for the rest of the journey." The yellow-clothed woman tapped her toes and gracefully floated beside the two of them.
"We just left Daxing Mansion not long ago, so I'll send you a while longer." This was what Song Qingshu had discussed with her before, after all, he still had a lot of unfinished business in Daxing Mansion, so it was impossible to send them back to the Southern Song Dynasty all the time.
The woman in the yellow shirt showed hesitation. Although she subconsciously didn't want to say goodbye to Song Qingshu so soon, she felt upset when she saw him and Zhao Min Qingqing, and finally said out of sight and out of mind: "No need Already! It is enough to have Wudang heroes escorting us."
While Song Qingshu was hesitating, a female voice as clear as ice came from not far away: "Your Excellency hugs left and right, I really envy others!"
(end of this chapter)
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