Chapter 314
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"You Zhao Min Xing eyes wide open, can't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, panting hate voice said, "also don't sprinkle bubble urine to take care of yourself."
"I've photographed it. I feel a little more handsome than Zhang Wuji." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Zhao Min snorted coldly, turned his head and let song Qingshu tease him in every way. He pursed his mouth and ignored him.
Seeing that Zhao Min didn't respond, song Qingshu also found it rather boring and had to say, "aren't you curious about the way I saved you?"
Hearing song Qingshu's words, Zhao Min is still indifferent, but her eyelashes show that her heart is not so calm.
"In fact, it's not difficult for me to save you. It's not easy for me to say simple. In the final analysis, it's still very difficult." Song Qingshu sighed.
"What a mess." Zhao Min was amused by song Qingshu's awkward explanation and said impatiently.
"Because if I can save you, I have to take off your clothes first." Song Qingshu didn't mention joyful Zen, but just used this kind of ambiguous words to refer to it. After all, Zhao Min and he are enemies rather than friends. Song Qingshu didn't want her to know too much about it. Otherwise, with her wisdom and several times of publicity, she would be in the river and lake. She would have no place to stand up and bear the reputation of a prostitute all her life.
"Bah!" Zhao Min scolded shamefully and angrily, "I would rather die than let you save me."
Song Qingshu, with such an expression, shrugged helplessly: "I said you wouldn't like it. What's more, if I want to save you, I have to spend a lot of effort. If I'm not related to you, even if you really take off your clothes and ask me to help, I may not be willing to do it. "
Zhao Min extremely angry smile: "I will take off my clothes, please?"
"There is no absolute, it's not sure." Song Qingshu said calmly, his face as usual.
"Do your spring and autumn dream, cough..." Zhao Min was so angry that he coughed violently that he almost fell to the ground.
Song Qingshu quickly supported her shoulders, looked at her white, tender and ruddy skin, pale and frightening, and quickly took her hand. Without time to savor the greasy touch, he poured the true Qi into her body.
Zhao Min feels that he is bathed in a warm atmosphere. When he wakes up, he finds himself half lying in the arms of song Qingshu. He quickly picks up his remaining strength and tries to push him away.
"Don't move. Xuancheng's skill is very important. I don't care if Zhenyuan is giving you a life. The princess is a heroine in the prairie. Why do you care about the red tape like the weak women in the Han Dynasty? " Song Qingshu gently pressed Zhao Min's shoulder and said in a deep voice.
Zhao Min's first reaction was that she would not let him save herself even if she died. However, she was not an ordinary woman after all. In addition, she had too many worries in her heart. It would be a pity if she passed away. Weighing the gains and losses, he acquiesced to the rescue of song Qingshu. But it is absolutely necessary to lie in his arms like this.
"You... Help me... Sit down against the tree. I don't want to... Don't look like this." Under Zhao Min's serious injury, his voice is weak and weak, with a hint of pitiful temptation. No matter how hard hearted he is, I'm afraid he can't bear to refuse.
Song Qingshu didn't mean to take advantage of others' danger. One hand firmly grasped her palm and continuously delivered internal power. The other hand carefully supported her and sat down against the tree trunk.
In this way, after a long time, Zhao Min gradually regained his spirit. He felt that song Qingshu's true Qi was warm, pure and peaceful. He could not help looking at him in surprise: "I didn't expect that your internal power is so strong, I'm afraid it's no less than Wuji..." suddenly he thought of something. Xiumei frowned and swallowed his brother's two words.
"No less than Zhang Wuji?" Song Qing Shu smiled lightly, "his Joyoung magic has been trained to reach the level of Dacheng, and the internal force is self generated and inexhaustible. In terms of internal power alone, I'm afraid few people in the world can surpass him. But Joyoung's magic is after all the martial arts of mortals.
Zhao Min can't help puckering when he hears the words. He says angrily, "what you're learning is immortal martial arts."
Looking away from Zhao Min's thin, watery lips, song Qingshu just shook his head and didn't explain. Although no one has ever practiced the joyful Zen of Tantric school, it is possible to become an immortal. Although Song Qingshu was more enamored of the world of mortals, he had no interest in becoming a celestial being. But the subconscious felt that joy and Zen should be more accurate than Joyoung's miraculous powers. After all, after the return of Tubo, the speed of their true spirit could be described by magic.
"When are you going to hold my hand?" Zhao Min is also a martial arts practitioner. Naturally, she knows that the injury in her body has been stabilized for the time being. Her little hand has been pinched by song Qingshu, which makes her restless.
"You should say thank you to the benefactor first." Although song Qingshu said so, he let go of Zhao Min's hand.
As soon as he got out of trouble, Zhao Min quickly took back his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and quietly wiped it behind him. Hearing song Qingshu's teasing words, he said angrily, "if you hadn't suddenly taken this princess, how could I have been seriously injured?"
"I didn't know that the great monk Xuancheng was so cruel and hard at destroying flowers, and he also used the hidden skill of fighting cattle across the mountain like King Kong Boxing." Song Qingshu also felt very depressed. He wanted to rob Zhao min. on the one hand, he could temporarily destroy Mongolia's strategic plan of long-range and short-range attack, and on the other hand, he could get enough benefits from Ruyang king. He didn't know that there was only a half dead princess now. In case something happened to Zhao Min, he couldn't tell.
"None of those smelly monks in Shaolin Temple are good people." Speaking of this, for the first time, Zhao Min and song Qingshu share the same view, "when Mongolia dominates the world in the future, I will have to level the Shaolin Temple."
"I know that the princess is very powerful, but you'd better not be happy too soon," Song Qingshu said in a deep voice. "I'm just hanging your life with real Qi for the time being. You have to get treatment as soon as possible."
Zhao Min's face turned red, and the ups and downs between his chest became urgent again: "don't mention your disgusting method."
"Don't look at me with such disdain all the time," Song Qingshu stood up and patted the soil on his body gently. "If I really have something wrong with you, I don't need such trouble at all. If I come to take off your clothes at this time, do you think you can stop it? "
Zhao Min's heart was startled. He pinched his collar and skirt with both hands: "if you dare to do this, I will bite my tongue and kill myself. You are waiting for the endless pursuit of Mongolia." Even in such a flustered situation, her heart was like a mirror, and she knew that the only thing song Qingshu could worry about at present was the influence of Mongolia.
"I'm just making an analogy. You don't have to be so excited to avoid injury." Song Qingshu raised his hands and slowly stepped back to show that he was not malicious.
Seeing that Zhao Min's mood finally stabilized, song Qingshu couldn't help thinking about mischief and said with a smile, "in fact, princess, you've killed yourself by biting your tongue. It's hard to understand. Haven't you ever heard of" taking advantage of the heat "
"While it's hot?" Zhao Min was stunned, but she was famous for her exquisite heart. When she thought about it, she understood the meaning of song Qingshu. She was so angry that she trembled all over. She pointed to song Qingshu and said, "how can you be so shameless?"
"Don't get me wrong, princess. I'm just trying to get rid of your idea of suicide. If you don't think the weight is enough, I have many ways here," Song Qingshu said as he walked back and forth. "If the princess really dares to commit suicide, I'll peel off her clothes and hang them in front of the gate of Songshan Shaolin Temple. Anyway, Xuancheng is seriously injured, It's not unfair to those monks. Tut Tut, when people in the lake talk about this wonder, will they guess that the princess has been abandoned by an eminent monk in Shaolin Temple, and they can't think of it for a moment, and they're looking for short-sightedness... "
Song Qingshu is on the rise. When he saw Zhao Min's eyes full of tears, he suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar. He thought that he had scared Zhou Zhiruo so much, and he sighed for a moment. He couldn't speak any more.
Although Zhao Min is resourceful, she has never met song Qingshu, a person who doesn't play cards according to common sense. She can't help thinking about the scene described by song Qingshu. A pretty face turns pale. She is really scared.
"Stop, don't say it. If I don't commit suicide, I will."
"I would not have said such disgusting words if I had cooperated so early." Song Qingshu felt embarrassed just now.
Zhao Min thin lips closed, a look of lingering fear, too lazy to speak to him.
"You are seriously injured. There are no more than three people who can save you, and I am one of them. Are you sure you don't want me to save you?" Song Qingshu asked for the last time. Of course, she knew her choice clearly in her heart.
"Hum!" Zhao Min cold face, as expected did not hesitate to refuse, "talk about the other two."
"One of them was master Deng, one of the five great things in the Central Plains in the past. His Yiyang finger is specialized in internal injuries and has the effect of bringing the dying back to life. However, once he uses it, he can't use his martial arts for several years, so he can't easily use it. And master Yideng is in Dali. Even if he is willing to do it, he is far away from thirst. " Song Qingshu sighed.
"Not necessarily." Zhao Min thought that the Mongolian high level once discussed the expedition to Dali, marching from Guizhou, Hunan and Hubei to encircle Xiangyang City in the Southern Song Dynasty. It's not difficult to lure master Yideng to help as long as we use this plan skillfully, but the problem now is that the distance is too far, "who's left?"
"They are actually four people, the world's four great doctors." thinking that they had broken their channels and pinned their last hope on them, song Qingshu felt as if they were separated from each other. Although they could not cure themselves, they must have cured Zhao Min's injury. If you remember correctly, in the original book, Zhu went to Shaolin Temple to steal the Yijinjing, but he was also injured by the power of King Kong's hand. Qiao Feng took her to see doctor Xue, and soon made Zhu recover.
"Zhang Wuji has replaced Hu qingniu as the world's four greatest doctors. You can go to him." Song Qingshu said with a laugh, but he wondered what had happened between them.
"For someone else." Zhao Min refused without expression.
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"You Zhao Min Xing eyes wide open, can't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, panting hate voice said, "also don't sprinkle bubble urine to take care of yourself."
"I've photographed it. I feel a little more handsome than Zhang Wuji." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Zhao Min snorted coldly, turned his head and let song Qingshu tease him in every way. He pursed his mouth and ignored him.
Seeing that Zhao Min didn't respond, song Qingshu also found it rather boring and had to say, "aren't you curious about the way I saved you?"
Hearing song Qingshu's words, Zhao Min is still indifferent, but her eyelashes show that her heart is not so calm.
"In fact, it's not difficult for me to save you. It's not easy for me to say simple. In the final analysis, it's still very difficult." Song Qingshu sighed.
"What a mess." Zhao Min was amused by song Qingshu's awkward explanation and said impatiently.
"Because if I can save you, I have to take off your clothes first." Song Qingshu didn't mention joyful Zen, but just used this kind of ambiguous words to refer to it. After all, Zhao Min and he are enemies rather than friends. Song Qingshu didn't want her to know too much about it. Otherwise, with her wisdom and several times of publicity, she would be in the river and lake. She would have no place to stand up and bear the reputation of a prostitute all her life.
"Bah!" Zhao Min scolded shamefully and angrily, "I would rather die than let you save me."
Song Qingshu, with such an expression, shrugged helplessly: "I said you wouldn't like it. What's more, if I want to save you, I have to spend a lot of effort. If I'm not related to you, even if you really take off your clothes and ask me to help, I may not be willing to do it. "
Zhao Min extremely angry smile: "I will take off my clothes, please?"
"There is no absolute, it's not sure." Song Qingshu said calmly, his face as usual.
"Do your spring and autumn dream, cough..." Zhao Min was so angry that he coughed violently that he almost fell to the ground.
Song Qingshu quickly supported her shoulders, looked at her white, tender and ruddy skin, pale and frightening, and quickly took her hand. Without time to savor the greasy touch, he poured the true Qi into her body.
Zhao Min feels that he is bathed in a warm atmosphere. When he wakes up, he finds himself half lying in the arms of song Qingshu. He quickly picks up his remaining strength and tries to push him away.
"Don't move. Xuancheng's skill is very important. I don't care if Zhenyuan is giving you a life. The princess is a heroine in the prairie. Why do you care about the red tape like the weak women in the Han Dynasty? " Song Qingshu gently pressed Zhao Min's shoulder and said in a deep voice.
Zhao Min's first reaction was that she would not let him save herself even if she died. However, she was not an ordinary woman after all. In addition, she had too many worries in her heart. It would be a pity if she passed away. Weighing the gains and losses, he acquiesced to the rescue of song Qingshu. But it is absolutely necessary to lie in his arms like this.
"You... Help me... Sit down against the tree. I don't want to... Don't look like this." Under Zhao Min's serious injury, his voice is weak and weak, with a hint of pitiful temptation. No matter how hard hearted he is, I'm afraid he can't bear to refuse.
Song Qingshu didn't mean to take advantage of others' danger. One hand firmly grasped her palm and continuously delivered internal power. The other hand carefully supported her and sat down against the tree trunk.
In this way, after a long time, Zhao Min gradually regained his spirit. He felt that song Qingshu's true Qi was warm, pure and peaceful. He could not help looking at him in surprise: "I didn't expect that your internal power is so strong, I'm afraid it's no less than Wuji..." suddenly he thought of something. Xiumei frowned and swallowed his brother's two words.
"No less than Zhang Wuji?" Song Qing Shu smiled lightly, "his Joyoung magic has been trained to reach the level of Dacheng, and the internal force is self generated and inexhaustible. In terms of internal power alone, I'm afraid few people in the world can surpass him. But Joyoung's magic is after all the martial arts of mortals.
Zhao Min can't help puckering when he hears the words. He says angrily, "what you're learning is immortal martial arts."
Looking away from Zhao Min's thin, watery lips, song Qingshu just shook his head and didn't explain. Although no one has ever practiced the joyful Zen of Tantric school, it is possible to become an immortal. Although Song Qingshu was more enamored of the world of mortals, he had no interest in becoming a celestial being. But the subconscious felt that joy and Zen should be more accurate than Joyoung's miraculous powers. After all, after the return of Tubo, the speed of their true spirit could be described by magic.
"When are you going to hold my hand?" Zhao Min is also a martial arts practitioner. Naturally, she knows that the injury in her body has been stabilized for the time being. Her little hand has been pinched by song Qingshu, which makes her restless.
"You should say thank you to the benefactor first." Although song Qingshu said so, he let go of Zhao Min's hand.
As soon as he got out of trouble, Zhao Min quickly took back his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and quietly wiped it behind him. Hearing song Qingshu's teasing words, he said angrily, "if you hadn't suddenly taken this princess, how could I have been seriously injured?"
"I didn't know that the great monk Xuancheng was so cruel and hard at destroying flowers, and he also used the hidden skill of fighting cattle across the mountain like King Kong Boxing." Song Qingshu also felt very depressed. He wanted to rob Zhao min. on the one hand, he could temporarily destroy Mongolia's strategic plan of long-range and short-range attack, and on the other hand, he could get enough benefits from Ruyang king. He didn't know that there was only a half dead princess now. In case something happened to Zhao Min, he couldn't tell.
"None of those smelly monks in Shaolin Temple are good people." Speaking of this, for the first time, Zhao Min and song Qingshu share the same view, "when Mongolia dominates the world in the future, I will have to level the Shaolin Temple."
"I know that the princess is very powerful, but you'd better not be happy too soon," Song Qingshu said in a deep voice. "I'm just hanging your life with real Qi for the time being. You have to get treatment as soon as possible."
Zhao Min's face turned red, and the ups and downs between his chest became urgent again: "don't mention your disgusting method."
"Don't look at me with such disdain all the time," Song Qingshu stood up and patted the soil on his body gently. "If I really have something wrong with you, I don't need such trouble at all. If I come to take off your clothes at this time, do you think you can stop it? "
Zhao Min's heart was startled. He pinched his collar and skirt with both hands: "if you dare to do this, I will bite my tongue and kill myself. You are waiting for the endless pursuit of Mongolia." Even in such a flustered situation, her heart was like a mirror, and she knew that the only thing song Qingshu could worry about at present was the influence of Mongolia.
"I'm just making an analogy. You don't have to be so excited to avoid injury." Song Qingshu raised his hands and slowly stepped back to show that he was not malicious.
Seeing that Zhao Min's mood finally stabilized, song Qingshu couldn't help thinking about mischief and said with a smile, "in fact, princess, you've killed yourself by biting your tongue. It's hard to understand. Haven't you ever heard of" taking advantage of the heat "
"While it's hot?" Zhao Min was stunned, but she was famous for her exquisite heart. When she thought about it, she understood the meaning of song Qingshu. She was so angry that she trembled all over. She pointed to song Qingshu and said, "how can you be so shameless?"
"Don't get me wrong, princess. I'm just trying to get rid of your idea of suicide. If you don't think the weight is enough, I have many ways here," Song Qingshu said as he walked back and forth. "If the princess really dares to commit suicide, I'll peel off her clothes and hang them in front of the gate of Songshan Shaolin Temple. Anyway, Xuancheng is seriously injured, It's not unfair to those monks. Tut Tut, when people in the lake talk about this wonder, will they guess that the princess has been abandoned by an eminent monk in Shaolin Temple, and they can't think of it for a moment, and they're looking for short-sightedness... "
Song Qingshu is on the rise. When he saw Zhao Min's eyes full of tears, he suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar. He thought that he had scared Zhou Zhiruo so much, and he sighed for a moment. He couldn't speak any more.
Although Zhao Min is resourceful, she has never met song Qingshu, a person who doesn't play cards according to common sense. She can't help thinking about the scene described by song Qingshu. A pretty face turns pale. She is really scared.
"Stop, don't say it. If I don't commit suicide, I will."
"I would not have said such disgusting words if I had cooperated so early." Song Qingshu felt embarrassed just now.
Zhao Min thin lips closed, a look of lingering fear, too lazy to speak to him.
"You are seriously injured. There are no more than three people who can save you, and I am one of them. Are you sure you don't want me to save you?" Song Qingshu asked for the last time. Of course, she knew her choice clearly in her heart.
"Hum!" Zhao Min cold face, as expected did not hesitate to refuse, "talk about the other two."
"One of them was master Deng, one of the five great things in the Central Plains in the past. His Yiyang finger is specialized in internal injuries and has the effect of bringing the dying back to life. However, once he uses it, he can't use his martial arts for several years, so he can't easily use it. And master Yideng is in Dali. Even if he is willing to do it, he is far away from thirst. " Song Qingshu sighed.
"Not necessarily." Zhao Min thought that the Mongolian high level once discussed the expedition to Dali, marching from Guizhou, Hunan and Hubei to encircle Xiangyang City in the Southern Song Dynasty. It's not difficult to lure master Yideng to help as long as we use this plan skillfully, but the problem now is that the distance is too far, "who's left?"
"They are actually four people, the world's four great doctors." thinking that they had broken their channels and pinned their last hope on them, song Qingshu felt as if they were separated from each other. Although they could not cure themselves, they must have cured Zhao Min's injury. If you remember correctly, in the original book, Zhu went to Shaolin Temple to steal the Yijinjing, but he was also injured by the power of King Kong's hand. Qiao Feng took her to see doctor Xue, and soon made Zhu recover.
"Zhang Wuji has replaced Hu qingniu as the world's four greatest doctors. You can go to him." Song Qingshu said with a laugh, but he wondered what had happened between them.
"For someone else." Zhao Min refused without expression.
"You Zhao Min Xing eyes wide open, can't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, panting hate voice said, "also don't sprinkle bubble urine to take care of yourself.""I've photographed it. I feel a little more handsome than Zhang Wuji." Song Qingshu said with a smile.Zhao Min snorted coldly, turned his head and let song Qingshu tease him in every way. He pursed his mouth and ignored him.Seeing that Zhao Min didn't respond, song Qingshu also found it rather boring and had to say, "aren't you curious about the way I saved you?"Hearing song Qingshu's words, Zhao Min is still indifferent, but her eyelashes show that her heart is not so calm."In fact, it's not difficult for me to save you. It's not easy for me to say simple. In the final analysis, it's still very difficult." Song Qingshu sighed."What a mess." Zhao Min was amused by song Qingshu's awkward explanation and said impatiently."Because if I can save you, I have to take off your clothes first." Song Qingshu didn't mention joyful Zen, but just used this kind of ambiguous words to refer to it. After all, Zhao Min and he are enemies rather than friends. Song Qingshu didn't want her to know too much about it. Otherwise, with her wisdom and several times of publicity, she would be in the river and lake. She would have no place to stand up and bear the reputation of a prostitute all her life."Bah!" Zhao Min scolded shamefully and angrily, "I would rather die than let you save me."Song Qingshu, with such an expression, shrugged helplessly: "I said you wouldn't like it. What's more, if I want to save you, I have to spend a lot of effort. If I'm not related to you, even if you really take off your clothes and ask me to help, I may not be willing to do it. "Zhao Min extremely angry smile: "I will take off my clothes, please?""There is no absolute, it's not sure." Song Qingshu said calmly, his face as usual."Do your spring and autumn dream, cough..." Zhao Min was so angry that he coughed violently that he almost fell to the ground.Song Qingshu quickly supported her shoulders, looked at her white, tender and ruddy skin, pale and frightening, and quickly took her hand. Without time to savor the greasy touch, he poured the true Qi into her body.Zhao Min feels that he is bathed in a warm atmosphere. When he wakes up, he finds himself half lying in the arms of song Qingshu. He quickly picks up his remaining strength and tries to push him away."Don't move. Xuancheng's skill is very important. I don't care if Zhenyuan is giving you a life. The princess is a heroine in the prairie. Why do you care about the red tape like the weak women in the Han Dynasty? " Song Qingshu gently pressed Zhao Min's shoulder and said in a deep voice.Zhao Min's first reaction was that she would not let him save herself even if she died. However, she was not an ordinary woman after all. In addition, she had too many worries in her heart. It would be a pity if she passed away. Weighing the gains and losses, he acquiesced to the rescue of song Qingshu. But it is absolutely necessary to lie in his arms like this."You... Help me... Sit down against the tree. I don't want to... Don't look like this." Under Zhao Min's serious injury, his voice is weak and weak, with a hint of pitiful temptation. No matter how hard hearted he is, I'm afraid he can't bear to refuse.Song Qingshu didn't mean to take advantage of others' danger. One hand firmly grasped her palm and continuously delivered internal power. The other hand carefully supported her and sat down against the tree trunk.In this way, after a long time, Zhao Min gradually regained his spirit. He felt that song Qingshu's true Qi was warm, pure and peaceful. He could not help looking at him in surprise: "I didn't expect that your internal power is so strong, I'm afraid it's no less than Wuji..." suddenly he thought of something. Xiumei frowned and swallowed his brother's two words."No less than Zhang Wuji?" Song Qing Shu smiled lightly, "his Joyoung magic has been trained to reach the level of Dacheng, and the internal force is self generated and inexhaustible. In terms of internal power alone, I'm afraid few people in the world can surpass him. But Joyoung's magic is after all the martial arts of mortals.Zhao Min can't help puckering when he hears the words. He says angrily, "what you're learning is immortal martial arts."Looking away from Zhao Min's thin, watery lips, song Qingshu just shook his head and didn't explain. Although no one has ever practiced the joyful Zen of Tantric school, it is possible to become an immortal. Although Song Qingshu was more enamored of the world of mortals, he had no interest in becoming a celestial being. But the subconscious felt that joy and Zen should be more accurate than Joyoung's miraculous powers. After all, after the return of Tubo, the speed of their true spirit could be described by magic."When are you going to hold my hand?" Zhao Min is also a martial arts practitioner. Naturally, she knows that the injury in her body has been stabilized for the time being. Her little hand has been pinched by song Qingshu, which makes her restless."You should say thank you to the benefactor first." Although song Qingshu said so, he let go of Zhao Min's hand.As soon as he got out of trouble, Zhao Min quickly took back his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and quietly wiped it behind him. Hearing song Qingshu's teasing words, he said angrily, "if you hadn't suddenly taken this princess, how could I have been seriously injured?""I didn't know that the great monk Xuancheng was so cruel and hard at destroying flowers, and he also used the hidden skill of fighting cattle across the mountain like King Kong Boxing." Song Qingshu also felt very depressed. He wanted to rob Zhao min. on the one hand, he could temporarily destroy Mongolia's strategic plan of long-range and short-range attack, and on the other hand, he could get enough benefits from Ruyang king. He didn't know that there was only a half dead princess now. In case something happened to Zhao Min, he couldn't tell."None of those smelly monks in Shaolin Temple are good people." Speaking of this, for the first time, Zhao Min and song Qingshu share the same view, "when Mongolia dominates the world in the future, I will have to level the Shaolin Temple.""I know that the princess is very powerful, but you'd better not be happy too soon," Song Qingshu said in a deep voice. "I'm just hanging your life with real Qi for the time being. You have to get treatment as soon as possible."Zhao Min's face turned red, and the ups and downs between his chest became urgent again: "don't mention your disgusting method.""Don't look at me with such disdain all the time," Song Qingshu stood up and patted the soil on his body gently. "If I really have something wrong with you, I don't need such trouble at all. If I come to take off your clothes at this time, do you think you can stop it? "Zhao Min's heart was startled. He pinched his collar and skirt with both hands: "if you dare to do this, I will bite my tongue and kill myself. You are waiting for the endless pursuit of Mongolia." Even in such a flustered situation, her heart was like a mirror, and she knew that the only thing song Qingshu could worry about at present was the influence of Mongolia."I'm just making an analogy. You don't have to be so excited to avoid injury." Song Qingshu raised his hands and slowly stepped back to show that he was not malicious.Seeing that Zhao Min's mood finally stabilized, song Qingshu couldn't help thinking about mischief and said with a smile, "in fact, princess, you've killed yourself by biting your tongue. It's hard to understand. Haven't you ever heard of" taking advantage of the heat ""While it's hot?" Zhao Min was stunned, but she was famous for her exquisite heart. When she thought about it, she understood the meaning of song Qingshu. She was so angry that she trembled all over. She pointed to song Qingshu and said, "how can you be so shameless?""Don't get me wrong, princess. I'm just trying to get rid of your idea of suicide. If you don't think the weight is enough, I have many ways here," Song Qingshu said as he walked back and forth. "If the princess really dares to commit suicide, I'll peel off her clothes and hang them in front of the gate of Songshan Shaolin Temple. Anyway, Xuancheng is seriously injured, It's not unfair to those monks. Tut Tut, when people in the lake talk about this wonder, will they guess that the princess has been abandoned by an eminent monk in Shaolin Temple, and they can't think of it for a moment, and they're looking for short-sightedness... "Song Qingshu is on the rise. When he saw Zhao Min's eyes full of tears, he suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar. He thought that he had scared Zhou Zhiruo so much, and he sighed for a moment. He couldn't speak any more.Although Zhao Min is resourceful, she has never met song Qingshu, a person who doesn't play cards according to common sense. She can't help thinking about the scene described by song Qingshu. A pretty face turns pale. She is really scared."Stop, don't say it. If I don't commit suicide, I will.""I would not have said such disgusting words if I had cooperated so early." Song Qingshu felt embarrassed just now.Zhao Min thin lips closed, a look of lingering fear, too lazy to speak to him."You are seriously injured. There are no more than three people who can save you, and I am one of them. Are you sure you don't want me to save you?" Song Qingshu asked for the last time. Of course, she knew her choice clearly in her heart."Hum!" Zhao Min cold face, as expected did not hesitate to refuse, "talk about the other two.""One of them was master Deng, one of the five great things in the Central Plains in the past. His Yiyang finger is specialized in internal injuries and has the effect of bringing the dying back to life. However, once he uses it, he can't use his martial arts for several years, so he can't easily use it. And master Yideng is in Dali. Even if he is willing to do it, he is far away from thirst. " Song Qingshu sighed."Not necessarily." Zhao Min thought that the Mongolian high level once discussed the expedition to Dali, marching from Guizhou, Hunan and Hubei to encircle Xiangyang City in the Southern Song Dynasty. It's not difficult to lure master Yideng to help as long as we use this plan skillfully, but the problem now is that the distance is too far, "who's left?""They are actually four people, the world's four great doctors." thinking that they had broken their channels and pinned their last hope on them, song Qingshu felt as if they were separated from each other. Although they could not cure themselves, they must have cured Zhao Min's injury. If you remember correctly, in the original book, Zhu went to Shaolin Temple to steal the Yijinjing, but he was also injured by the power of King Kong's hand. Qiao Feng took her to see doctor Xue, and soon made Zhu recover."Zhang Wuji has replaced Hu qingniu as the world's four greatest doctors. You can go to him." Song Qingshu said with a laugh, but he wondered what had happened between them."For someone else." Zhao Min refused without expression.
