\tOuyang Feng was deeply impressed by the martial arts shown by the opponent just now, because he has personally experienced it more than once.
\t"But that person is obviously dead..." Ouyang Feng looked at the other party in surprise, feeling a little confused for a moment.
\tSong Qingshu's expression finally became serious, and he couldn't help asking: "Brother Feng, how are you doing now?"
\tOuyang Feng shook his head slightly, gritted his teeth and managed to squeeze out a few words: "Not so good..."
\tNot only is it not good, he can even feel the true energy in his body venting violently. If he hadn't practiced the Nine Yin Mantra these years and moved the acupoints in a hurry, the opponent's finger just now would have broken him dozens of times. Years of penance.
\t"One yang finger!"
Ouyang Feng was broken by Wang Chongyang with a yang finger back then, and he came back after years of hard training, how could he fail to recognize this kung fu? The person in front of him is obviously not Master Yideng, nor is it the monks of Tianlong Temple in Dali, and no matter whether it is Master Yideng or Zen Master Ku Rong, who is the highest-ranked Yiyang finger in Tianlong Temple, it is impossible to seriously injure him with a single move. Who is a person? Excluding all impossibilities, the answer is ready to come out.
\t"Although Mr. Ouyang is known as the Western Poison in Jianghu, his actions and actions are not in vain for a generation of masters. He was originally an extremely superior person, but now he is willing to degenerate and become the eagle dog of the Tartars of the Kingdom of Jin? "The old man in white robe said in a deep voice.
\tOuyang Feng's face became hot, and the zhenqi in his body became a mess. He couldn't speak for a while, so Song Qingshu asked, "Who is your Excellency, and why are you against us?" Because the other party has the name of justice No matter how much you speak for Ouyang Feng, it won't help, it's better to change the topic directly.
\tThe old man in white robe snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I hate the Tartars of Jin Kingdom the most in my life."
\tSong Qingshu took a suffocating breath, and immediately slandered, he was in Cao Ying, and he was in Han, so—oh, no, he was in Cao Ying, and his heart was in Han.
\tOf course the reason cannot be explained to outsiders, and Song Qingshu is unwilling to explain it either.
\tThe old man in white robe looked him up and down: "Looking at your appearance, you should be a senior official of the Kingdom of Jin."
\t"I have won the award, so now I am the Minister of the Jin Dynasty and the Marshal of the capital." Song Qingshu thought to himself that since he wanted to act
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page), the play must be full, and the momentum must not be weakened. \t
The white-robed old man couldn't help being startled, and said angrily: "The boy is really boastful, thinking that the old man is a villager in the mountains, is it so easy to deceive?"
All his life, he regarded the Kingdom of Jin as an enemy, so he was naturally aware of the bureaucratic system of the Kingdom of Jin. Shang Shuling is the leader of the Jin Kingdom’s political situation, and Marshal Du is the leader of the military. No matter which one it is, it can only be held by the most noble and respected person in the Kingdom of Jin. Although this person has a big beard, he can be seen to be old. Without going anywhere, how could it be possible to hold such a key position, let alone serve as a military and political leader at the same time, wouldn't that make the emperor empty
Song Qingshu said lightly: "Although your Excellency is not a villager, it seems that the news is not very well-informed."
The old man in white robe was stunned for a moment, seeing that none of the golden men walking with him showed strange expressions, he couldn't help being surprised and happy, and then he laughed loudly: "It's really hard to get here, it's easy to get here! The old man resisted!" I have spent my whole life in the Kingdom of Jin, although there are occasional achievements, but generally speaking, it is useless to the overall situation, I never expected to catch such a big fish after half of my body buried in the soil!"
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I'm afraid that you will catch a shark and sink yourself into it."
The white-robed old man snorted, "I'm here to see if your mastery is as good as your mouth."
Song Qingshu showed an embarrassing expression, and hugged Dai Qisi: "I can only deal with women with my mouth skills. Is it better to deal with men or her mouth skills are better."
Most of the people in the hall were cultivators, and no one heard the subtext in his words for a while, but even so, Dai Qisi was almost dying of shame and anger, and couldn't help but glared at him fiercely.
The white-robed old man didn't understand either. When he was impatient, his eyes fell on the little dragon girl in Song Qingshu's arms, and he couldn't help showing a look of doubt: "Why did the descendants of the Ancient Tomb Sect get mixed up with the Jinren Tartars?" gone?"
Although he didn't know Xiao Longnu, but he recognized her method of breathing luck at a glance, it was undoubtedly the "Jade Heart Sutra", and his face was a little ugly for a while.
Lin Chaoying was so magnificent back then, how could her descendants make friends with the Jinren
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Miss Long and I just met by chance, just now I saw Quanzhen teaching these stinking ways
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) Master Shi and his disciples swarmed up, bullying her a weak woman with more and more bullying, and then rescued her. "
The white-robed old man looked at Xiao Longnu carefully, nodded and said: "Yes, she was indeed injured by Quanzhen's martial arts." Then he turned around and glanced at the five Quanzhen sons: "What he said is true, you people Hugged and hurt that girl?"
The five Quanzhen sons looked at each other, all showing embarrassment, Liu Chuxuan replied: "Reporting to senior, we are really sorry for Miss Long because of our misunderstanding."
The white-robed old man wondered: "Speaking of which, you are also her elders. To deal with a little girl, you need the five of you to join forces? Do you need the help of other disciples?"
Hearing the strange meaning in his tone, Liu Chuxuan didn't think too much, subconsciously replied: "Miss Long is a master of swordsmanship, fighting alone, we are far from her opponent." At the same time, he showed a face of shame.
The white-robed old man muttered to himself: "How can Lin Chaoying's successor be so powerful?" His tone seemed to be full of annoyance and unwillingness.
These words fell into the ears of Quanzhen five sons, and they immediately felt that they had lost face to their master, and they were ashamed for a while.
"Do you know Grandmother Patriarch?" Xiao Longnu asked weakly with her eyes wide open.
"It's not just acquaintance." The white-robed old man sighed, and quickly came back to his senses. After all, this trip is important. He looked back at Song Qingshu, frowned and said, "You don't plan to hug this little girl and fight with me. Bar?"
Song Qingshu knew that his martial arts were great, so he didn't dare to trust him, he hurriedly handed Xiaolongnv into Dai Qisi's hands, and said to her and Pucha Qiucao: "Help me take good care of her."
When the two girls brought the little dragon girl to the side, Song Qingshu began to look at the old man in white robe intently. He stood there casually, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth, and he was secretly startled.
At this moment, Ouyang Feng finally straightened out the chaotic and disordered qi in his body, and was able to remind him: "Be careful, brother, he is..."
Ouyang Feng stopped talking immediately, it turned out that he suddenly realized that if he mentioned that person's name, it might affect Song Qingshu's mentality in the decisive battle. After all, that person's name is too famous and has become a legend in the world , whoever meets him will be three points shorter in momentum.
(end of this chapter)
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