Chapter 316
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"No way!" Zhao Min Liu Mei a vertical, resolutely refused.
"Across the clothes," Song Qingshu said with a headache, "besides, I won't touch them."
Looking at Zhao Min sitting there still speechless, song Qingshu joked: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, this matter is known by heaven and earth, you know I know, I won't tell Zhang Wuji."
Zhao Min was angry with him and looked up at him speechless: "of course it's not because of this."
"Men and women don't give and take?" Song Qingshu asked.
"En ~" after a long time, Zhao Min uttered a slight and imperceptible hum.
"Didn't I take you out of the inn just now? Anyway, it's already been given and accepted. Why do you tangle Regardless of Zhao Min's protest, song Qingshu reaches behind her neck with one hand, reaches to her leg with the other, and holds her up.
Surrounded by a masculine atmosphere, Zhao Min only felt that her hair and sweat stood up and struggled for several times, without any effect. On the contrary, it was the contact and friction with song Qingshu's body that made her blush and calm down quickly.
Song Qingshu only felt that the beauty in her hand was as soft as a boneless one. She could not help saying: "the princess was born in the grassland, and she was graceful. Unexpectedly, she was as light as a woman in the south of the Yangtze River."
"Have you ever held many Jiangnan women?" As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Min secretly regretted that this kind of dialogue was too much like the flirtation between lovers.
No matter how thick skinned song Qingshu was, he could not boast about himself and other women in front of women, so he had to smile awkwardly.
They fell into silence. When Zhao Min saw song Qingshu's toes on the ground, they moved tens of feet. They couldn't help looking pale and said, "you lightness skill..."
"Why, not bad." Song Qingshu looks down at her and smiles, revealing a row of snow-white teeth.
Zhao Min dodged his eyes and looked rather complicated. He murmured: "it's not only good. I've seen a lot of masters. In terms of lightness skills alone, the most brilliant ones are the green winged bat King Wei Yixiao and Zhang... Zhang Wuji. Although Wei Yixiao is fast enough, his short internal power is doomed to make him unable to last long; Zhang... Zhang's light work is also very good, but he is winning in Joyoung everfount's internal strength, and wins by lasting endurance.
"You are not only fast enough, but also breathing long, strong internal power, long-distance attack, they should not be as good as you." When Zhao Min finished, he was filled with emotion. Song Qingshu explained this sentence perfectly.
"In the mouth of the princess, it's better than Zhang Wuji once. It's really worthy of the hardships in the past." Song Qing is good at writing. She thinks that in the past, she was chatting with a master of lightness skills at the level of Dongfang Bubai. What's the difficulty of shaking a little girl.
Zhao Min's face darkened, and he didn't have the heart to answer again. In addition, he was weak after the serious injury, and soon fell asleep.
As night gradually falls, he feels Zhao Min's body trembling in his arms. Song Qingshu soon realizes that he is running too fast when he is in his sleep, which is caused by the cold wind. He quickly transports a genuine Qi into Zhao Min's body. Vaguely aware of a warm current into his body, Zhao Min is comfortable to issue a sweet hum.
When Zhao Min wakes up and finds herself sleeping next to a fire, her first reaction is to look down and check her clothes. When she is sure that they are complete, she quietly breathes a sigh of relief.
Looking at the coat of song Qingshu lying on the ground, Zhao Min stayed for a while, but he didn't expect the other party to be so considerate.
"Don't be moved. If you die of cold and wind at this time, and no one has fulfilled the conditions you promised me, then I'll lose a lot of money." Sitting not far away, although song Qingshu closed his eyes, he could perceive everything.
"Be sentimental." Zhao Min snorted, but he didn't say any other ugly words. He supported himself with his hands and struggled to sit up. He accidentally affected the injury on his back. With a frown, he couldn't help whining.
"How are you?" Song Qingshu opens his eyes and plans to get up to have a look. However, he immediately realizes that the other party may not appreciate him. After all, he doesn't get up.
"Where are we now?" Zhao Min looked around. They were in a forest. It was dark everywhere. He was afraid to think that there were only two men and two women.
"It's only twenty or thirty miles away from Fengcheng. I see it's getting late. I think the gate of the city must have been closed. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I didn't go on my way." Song Qingshu said.
Zhao Min covered his chest and looked at him suspiciously: "just a wall can stop you?"
"Of course I have no problem, but I'm afraid your injury can't help bumping up and down." Song Qingshu hesitated and explained.
Zhao Min's lips were slightly open, but he didn't say anything in the end, but there was still a warm feeling in his heart.
"Let's go to the city at dawn tomorrow, but your appearance is a problem. Fools can see that you are a woman disguised as a man, and you are so handsome. I'm afraid that the soldiers guarding the gate will have evil thoughts on you." Song Qingshu is rather schadenfreude.
"If anyone dares to be unreasonable to me, you will help me kill him." Zhao Min's pretty face was cold, and he didn't pay attention to these ordinary human lives.
Song Qingshu shook his head: "unless necessary, I will not kill people."
"What did Wudang Mo Qixia say before that?" Zhao Min sneers that the reason why she hates song Qingshu so much is that song Qingshu killed Mo Shenggu, which made her and Zhang Wuji misunderstood by song Yuanqiao.
Song Qingshu was silent for a while, and then he said, "it's just because I made a great mistake in the past that I will learn from the bitter experience and swear not to kill people casually. Don't you see that all the swords I use are wooden swords?"
Hearing what he said, Zhao Min's bad feeling towards him disappeared most of the time. On the contrary, he felt a trace of admiration from his heart: "it's impossible to improve by knowing your mistakes. Now I'm very curious about what kind of fortune can make you reborn, as if you have changed a person."
"It's hard for you to stay the same when your whole body's meridians are broken, all the relatives and lovers in the world leave you, and there is no hope for the future." Thinking of the despair on Shaoshi mountain, song Qingshu's voice is very cold.
Although song Qingshu didn't elaborate, Zhao Min could still imagine the hardships he encountered in his exile. He sighed: "it's a pity that brother Wuji can't save you at the beginning, otherwise you won't have to suffer so much later."
"Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu sneered.
"I know you always hate Zhou Zhiruo because of his affairs. But at the beginning, he didn't care about the enmity between you, but he also wanted to help each other. If you don't appreciate him, it's all right. Why should you be angry with him? " Feeling the strong hostility of song Qingshu, Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji fell out temporarily, but still a little unhappy.
"Did he help?" Song Qingshu snorted, but disdained to speak ill of Zhang Wuji in front of Zhao Min, so he didn't tell her the truth, "I really don't want to say more about it. I believe it will come out one day."
What else did Zhao Min want to say, but he recalled some things and suddenly became silent. She was a very intelligent person, and soon felt upset. When she came across some key problems, she subconsciously shifted her attention and didn't want to think deeply.
Thinking of the wooden sword mentioned by song Qingshu just now, I just remembered the elegance of song Qingshu's sword in the inn. I couldn't help looking at him curiously: "can your wooden sword really hurt people?"
"Whether we can hurt the enemy depends on the person who holds the sword, not the sword itself." Song Qingshu said lightly.
"Can I have a look at your wooden sword?" Zhao Min is hard to hide in the heart curious, soft voice asks a way.
"Can I have a look at your tummy pocket?" Song Qingshu asked.
"You Zhao Min's face suddenly turned red, apricot eyes wide open, glaring at Song Qingshu, "what do you mean?"
"It doesn't mean much. It's just that the only weapon in the world is related to one's life. How can you show it easily? It's like your daughter's belly pocket is not shown to people. " Song Qingshu explained.
"Strong words and reasonable ideas." Zhao Min snorted angrily, "I'm afraid you found a blacksmith to fight a sword, and then painted a layer of wood paint on the door, and then declared that you used a wooden sword. It's shameless to blow a magic snail."
Seeing that Zhao Min's face was not full of blood due to his serious injury, he was looking forward to life and looked charming in the light of the fire. Song Qingshu sighed: "the princess just wants to see my sword. Why do you want to excite me so deliberately?"
As soon as his voice fell, he waved his hand. A wooden sword flew from his sleeve, and it was inserted on the ground in front of Zhao Min's eyes.
Zhao Min secretly praised his excellent control. He quickly stretched out his hand and cautiously touched the edge of the wooden sword. Under the reflection of the fire light, his slender fingers seemed to be white and transparent.
Seeing Zhao Min's charming appearance, song Qingshu couldn't help laughing and said, "don't worry, it's a wooden sword. Even if you take it to wipe your neck, you can't scratch a layer of skin."
Zhao Min's face turned red and grabbed a wooden sword: "I'm not that stupid." Fingertips gently brushed the body of the sword, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face: "it's really a wooden sword."
Song Qingshu put his hand on the table and said, "I believe it now. Return it to me quickly."
"No!" Zhao Min subconsciously received the wooden sword behind her, wrinkled Qiong's nose, "first tell me how to hurt people with an ordinary wooden sword?"
She grew up in a group of experts. She was influenced by what kind of martial arts Zhao Min had never seen, but song Qingshu's wooden sword made her fresh.
"At the beginning, you set up an army and mobilized people to wash Wudang Mountain with blood. It's not that you haven't seen Zhang Wuji's wooden sword." Song Qingshu has no language.
"He is not yet a cheap man who plays the role of Joyoung, but Zhang Sanfeng's undead Taijijian is just like me." Zhao Min just finished scolding, suddenly thought of this is also Wudang people, can't help but feel guilty to spit out his tongue.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I've been expelled from Wudang," Song Qingshu said with a smile, looking at her charming expression. "Why do you think Taiji sword is just like this?"
Zhao Min is about to speak, suddenly found song Qingshu look changed, is staring at the road not far away, said in a deep voice: "someone came in this direction, and the number is still a lot."
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"No way!" Zhao Min Liu Mei a vertical, resolutely refused.
"Across the clothes," Song Qingshu said with a headache, "besides, I won't touch them."
Looking at Zhao Min sitting there still speechless, song Qingshu joked: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, this matter is known by heaven and earth, you know I know, I won't tell Zhang Wuji."
Zhao Min was angry with him and looked up at him speechless: "of course it's not because of this."
"Men and women don't give and take?" Song Qingshu asked.
"En ~" after a long time, Zhao Min uttered a slight and imperceptible hum.
"Didn't I take you out of the inn just now? Anyway, it's already been given and accepted. Why do you tangle Regardless of Zhao Min's protest, song Qingshu reaches behind her neck with one hand, reaches to her leg with the other, and holds her up.
Surrounded by a masculine atmosphere, Zhao Min only felt that her hair and sweat stood up and struggled for several times, without any effect. On the contrary, it was the contact and friction with song Qingshu's body that made her blush and calm down quickly.
Song Qingshu only felt that the beauty in her hand was as soft as a boneless one. She could not help saying: "the princess was born in the grassland, and she was graceful. Unexpectedly, she was as light as a woman in the south of the Yangtze River."
"Have you ever held many Jiangnan women?" As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Min secretly regretted that this kind of dialogue was too much like the flirtation between lovers.
No matter how thick skinned song Qingshu was, he could not boast about himself and other women in front of women, so he had to smile awkwardly.
They fell into silence. When Zhao Min saw song Qingshu's toes on the ground, they moved tens of feet. They couldn't help looking pale and said, "you lightness skill..."
"Why, not bad." Song Qingshu looks down at her and smiles, revealing a row of snow-white teeth.
Zhao Min dodged his eyes and looked rather complicated. He murmured: "it's not only good. I've seen a lot of masters. In terms of lightness skills alone, the most brilliant ones are the green winged bat King Wei Yixiao and Zhang... Zhang Wuji. Although Wei Yixiao is fast enough, his short internal power is doomed to make him unable to last long; Zhang... Zhang's light work is also very good, but he is winning in Joyoung everfount's internal strength, and wins by lasting endurance.
"You are not only fast enough, but also breathing long, strong internal power, long-distance attack, they should not be as good as you." When Zhao Min finished, he was filled with emotion. Song Qingshu explained this sentence perfectly.
"In the mouth of the princess, it's better than Zhang Wuji once. It's really worthy of the hardships in the past." Song Qing is good at writing. She thinks that in the past, she was chatting with a master of lightness skills at the level of Dongfang Bubai. What's the difficulty of shaking a little girl.
Zhao Min's face darkened, and he didn't have the heart to answer again. In addition, he was weak after the serious injury, and soon fell asleep.
As night gradually falls, he feels Zhao Min's body trembling in his arms. Song Qingshu soon realizes that he is running too fast when he is in his sleep, which is caused by the cold wind. He quickly transports a genuine Qi into Zhao Min's body. Vaguely aware of a warm current into his body, Zhao Min is comfortable to issue a sweet hum.
When Zhao Min wakes up and finds herself sleeping next to a fire, her first reaction is to look down and check her clothes. When she is sure that they are complete, she quietly breathes a sigh of relief.
Looking at the coat of song Qingshu lying on the ground, Zhao Min stayed for a while, but he didn't expect the other party to be so considerate.
"Don't be moved. If you die of cold and wind at this time, and no one has fulfilled the conditions you promised me, then I'll lose a lot of money." Sitting not far away, although song Qingshu closed his eyes, he could perceive everything.
"Be sentimental." Zhao Min snorted, but he didn't say any other ugly words. He supported himself with his hands and struggled to sit up. He accidentally affected the injury on his back. With a frown, he couldn't help whining.
"How are you?" Song Qingshu opens his eyes and plans to get up to have a look. However, he immediately realizes that the other party may not appreciate him. After all, he doesn't get up.
"Where are we now?" Zhao Min looked around. They were in a forest. It was dark everywhere. He was afraid to think that there were only two men and two women.
"It's only twenty or thirty miles away from Fengcheng. I see it's getting late. I think the gate of the city must have been closed. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I didn't go on my way." Song Qingshu said.
Zhao Min covered his chest and looked at him suspiciously: "just a wall can stop you?"
"Of course I have no problem, but I'm afraid your injury can't help bumping up and down." Song Qingshu hesitated and explained.
Zhao Min's lips were slightly open, but he didn't say anything in the end, but there was still a warm feeling in his heart.
"Let's go to the city at dawn tomorrow, but your appearance is a problem. Fools can see that you are a woman disguised as a man, and you are so handsome. I'm afraid that the soldiers guarding the gate will have evil thoughts on you." Song Qingshu is rather schadenfreude.
"If anyone dares to be unreasonable to me, you will help me kill him." Zhao Min's pretty face was cold, and he didn't pay attention to these ordinary human lives.
Song Qingshu shook his head: "unless necessary, I will not kill people."
"What did Wudang Mo Qixia say before that?" Zhao Min sneers that the reason why she hates song Qingshu so much is that song Qingshu killed Mo Shenggu, which made her and Zhang Wuji misunderstood by song Yuanqiao.
Song Qingshu was silent for a while, and then he said, "it's just because I made a great mistake in the past that I will learn from the bitter experience and swear not to kill people casually. Don't you see that all the swords I use are wooden swords?"
Hearing what he said, Zhao Min's bad feeling towards him disappeared most of the time. On the contrary, he felt a trace of admiration from his heart: "it's impossible to improve by knowing your mistakes. Now I'm very curious about what kind of fortune can make you reborn, as if you have changed a person."
"It's hard for you to stay the same when your whole body's meridians are broken, all the relatives and lovers in the world leave you, and there is no hope for the future." Thinking of the despair on Shaoshi mountain, song Qingshu's voice is very cold.
Although song Qingshu didn't elaborate, Zhao Min could still imagine the hardships he encountered in his exile. He sighed: "it's a pity that brother Wuji can't save you at the beginning, otherwise you won't have to suffer so much later."
"Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu sneered.
"I know you always hate Zhou Zhiruo because of his affairs. But at the beginning, he didn't care about the enmity between you, but he also wanted to help each other. If you don't appreciate him, it's all right. Why should you be angry with him? " Feeling the strong hostility of song Qingshu, Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji fell out temporarily, but still a little unhappy.
"Did he help?" Song Qingshu snorted, but disdained to speak ill of Zhang Wuji in front of Zhao Min, so he didn't tell her the truth, "I really don't want to say more about it. I believe it will come out one day."
What else did Zhao Min want to say, but he recalled some things and suddenly became silent. She was a very intelligent person, and soon felt upset. When she came across some key problems, she subconsciously shifted her attention and didn't want to think deeply.
Thinking of the wooden sword mentioned by song Qingshu just now, I just remembered the elegance of song Qingshu's sword in the inn. I couldn't help looking at him curiously: "can your wooden sword really hurt people?"
"Whether we can hurt the enemy depends on the person who holds the sword, not the sword itself." Song Qingshu said lightly.
"Can I have a look at your wooden sword?" Zhao Min is hard to hide in the heart curious, soft voice asks a way.
"Can I have a look at your tummy pocket?" Song Qingshu asked.
"You Zhao Min's face suddenly turned red, apricot eyes wide open, glaring at Song Qingshu, "what do you mean?"
"It doesn't mean much. It's just that the only weapon in the world is related to one's life. How can you show it easily? It's like your daughter's belly pocket is not shown to people. " Song Qingshu explained.
"Strong words and reasonable ideas." Zhao Min snorted angrily, "I'm afraid you found a blacksmith to fight a sword, and then painted a layer of wood paint on the door, and then declared that you used a wooden sword. It's shameless to blow a magic snail."
Seeing that Zhao Min's face was not full of blood due to his serious injury, he was looking forward to life and looked charming in the light of the fire. Song Qingshu sighed: "the princess just wants to see my sword. Why do you want to excite me so deliberately?"
As soon as his voice fell, he waved his hand. A wooden sword flew from his sleeve, and it was inserted on the ground in front of Zhao Min's eyes.
Zhao Min secretly praised his excellent control. He quickly stretched out his hand and cautiously touched the edge of the wooden sword. Under the reflection of the fire light, his slender fingers seemed to be white and transparent.
Seeing Zhao Min's charming appearance, song Qingshu couldn't help laughing and said, "don't worry, it's a wooden sword. Even if you take it to wipe your neck, you can't scratch a layer of skin."
Zhao Min's face turned red and grabbed a wooden sword: "I'm not that stupid." Fingertips gently brushed the body of the sword, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face: "it's really a wooden sword."
Song Qingshu put his hand on the table and said, "I believe it now. Return it to me quickly."
"No!" Zhao Min subconsciously received the wooden sword behind her, wrinkled Qiong's nose, "first tell me how to hurt people with an ordinary wooden sword?"
She grew up in a group of experts. She was influenced by what kind of martial arts Zhao Min had never seen, but song Qingshu's wooden sword made her fresh.
"At the beginning, you set up an army and mobilized people to wash Wudang Mountain with blood. It's not that you haven't seen Zhang Wuji's wooden sword." Song Qingshu has no language.
"He is not yet a cheap man who plays the role of Joyoung, but Zhang Sanfeng's undead Taijijian is just like me." Zhao Min just finished scolding, suddenly thought of this is also Wudang people, can't help but feel guilty to spit out his tongue.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I've been expelled from Wudang," Song Qingshu said with a smile, looking at her charming expression. "Why do you think Taiji sword is just like this?"
Zhao Min is about to speak, suddenly found song Qingshu look changed, is staring at the road not far away, said in a deep voice: "someone came in this direction, and the number is still a lot."
"No way!" Zhao Min Liu Mei a vertical, resolutely refused."Across the clothes," Song Qingshu said with a headache, "besides, I won't touch them."Looking at Zhao Min sitting there still speechless, song Qingshu joked: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, this matter is known by heaven and earth, you know I know, I won't tell Zhang Wuji."Zhao Min was angry with him and looked up at him speechless: "of course it's not because of this.""Men and women don't give and take?" Song Qingshu asked."En ~" after a long time, Zhao Min uttered a slight and imperceptible hum."Didn't I take you out of the inn just now? Anyway, it's already been given and accepted. Why do you tangle Regardless of Zhao Min's protest, song Qingshu reaches behind her neck with one hand, reaches to her leg with the other, and holds her up.Surrounded by a masculine atmosphere, Zhao Min only felt that her hair and sweat stood up and struggled for several times, without any effect. On the contrary, it was the contact and friction with song Qingshu's body that made her blush and calm down quickly.Song Qingshu only felt that the beauty in her hand was as soft as a boneless one. She could not help saying: "the princess was born in the grassland, and she was graceful. Unexpectedly, she was as light as a woman in the south of the Yangtze River.""Have you ever held many Jiangnan women?" As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Min secretly regretted that this kind of dialogue was too much like the flirtation between lovers.No matter how thick skinned song Qingshu was, he could not boast about himself and other women in front of women, so he had to smile awkwardly.They fell into silence. When Zhao Min saw song Qingshu's toes on the ground, they moved tens of feet. They couldn't help looking pale and said, "you lightness skill...""Why, not bad." Song Qingshu looks down at her and smiles, revealing a row of snow-white teeth.Zhao Min dodged his eyes and looked rather complicated. He murmured: "it's not only good. I've seen a lot of masters. In terms of lightness skills alone, the most brilliant ones are the green winged bat King Wei Yixiao and Zhang... Zhang Wuji. Although Wei Yixiao is fast enough, his short internal power is doomed to make him unable to last long; Zhang... Zhang's light work is also very good, but he is winning in Joyoung everfount's internal strength, and wins by lasting endurance."You are not only fast enough, but also breathing long, strong internal power, long-distance attack, they should not be as good as you." When Zhao Min finished, he was filled with emotion. Song Qingshu explained this sentence perfectly."In the mouth of the princess, it's better than Zhang Wuji once. It's really worthy of the hardships in the past." Song Qing is good at writing. She thinks that in the past, she was chatting with a master of lightness skills at the level of Dongfang Bubai. What's the difficulty of shaking a little girl.Zhao Min's face darkened, and he didn't have the heart to answer again. In addition, he was weak after the serious injury, and soon fell asleep.As night gradually falls, he feels Zhao Min's body trembling in his arms. Song Qingshu soon realizes that he is running too fast when he is in his sleep, which is caused by the cold wind. He quickly transports a genuine Qi into Zhao Min's body. Vaguely aware of a warm current into his body, Zhao Min is comfortable to issue a sweet hum.When Zhao Min wakes up and finds herself sleeping next to a fire, her first reaction is to look down and check her clothes. When she is sure that they are complete, she quietly breathes a sigh of relief.Looking at the coat of song Qingshu lying on the ground, Zhao Min stayed for a while, but he didn't expect the other party to be so considerate."Don't be moved. If you die of cold and wind at this time, and no one has fulfilled the conditions you promised me, then I'll lose a lot of money." Sitting not far away, although song Qingshu closed his eyes, he could perceive everything."Be sentimental." Zhao Min snorted, but he didn't say any other ugly words. He supported himself with his hands and struggled to sit up. He accidentally affected the injury on his back. With a frown, he couldn't help whining."How are you?" Song Qingshu opens his eyes and plans to get up to have a look. However, he immediately realizes that the other party may not appreciate him. After all, he doesn't get up."Where are we now?" Zhao Min looked around. They were in a forest. It was dark everywhere. He was afraid to think that there were only two men and two women."It's only twenty or thirty miles away from Fengcheng. I see it's getting late. I think the gate of the city must have been closed. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I didn't go on my way." Song Qingshu said.Zhao Min covered his chest and looked at him suspiciously: "just a wall can stop you?""Of course I have no problem, but I'm afraid your injury can't help bumping up and down." Song Qingshu hesitated and explained.Zhao Min's lips were slightly open, but he didn't say anything in the end, but there was still a warm feeling in his heart."Let's go to the city at dawn tomorrow, but your appearance is a problem. Fools can see that you are a woman disguised as a man, and you are so handsome. I'm afraid that the soldiers guarding the gate will have evil thoughts on you." Song Qingshu is rather schadenfreude."If anyone dares to be unreasonable to me, you will help me kill him." Zhao Min's pretty face was cold, and he didn't pay attention to these ordinary human lives.Song Qingshu shook his head: "unless necessary, I will not kill people.""What did Wudang Mo Qixia say before that?" Zhao Min sneers that the reason why she hates song Qingshu so much is that song Qingshu killed Mo Shenggu, which made her and Zhang Wuji misunderstood by song Yuanqiao.Song Qingshu was silent for a while, and then he said, "it's just because I made a great mistake in the past that I will learn from the bitter experience and swear not to kill people casually. Don't you see that all the swords I use are wooden swords?"Hearing what he said, Zhao Min's bad feeling towards him disappeared most of the time. On the contrary, he felt a trace of admiration from his heart: "it's impossible to improve by knowing your mistakes. Now I'm very curious about what kind of fortune can make you reborn, as if you have changed a person.""It's hard for you to stay the same when your whole body's meridians are broken, all the relatives and lovers in the world leave you, and there is no hope for the future." Thinking of the despair on Shaoshi mountain, song Qingshu's voice is very cold.Although song Qingshu didn't elaborate, Zhao Min could still imagine the hardships he encountered in his exile. He sighed: "it's a pity that brother Wuji can't save you at the beginning, otherwise you won't have to suffer so much later.""Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu sneered."I know you always hate Zhou Zhiruo because of his affairs. But at the beginning, he didn't care about the enmity between you, but he also wanted to help each other. If you don't appreciate him, it's all right. Why should you be angry with him? " Feeling the strong hostility of song Qingshu, Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji fell out temporarily, but still a little unhappy."Did he help?" Song Qingshu snorted, but disdained to speak ill of Zhang Wuji in front of Zhao Min, so he didn't tell her the truth, "I really don't want to say more about it. I believe it will come out one day."What else did Zhao Min want to say, but he recalled some things and suddenly became silent. She was a very intelligent person, and soon felt upset. When she came across some key problems, she subconsciously shifted her attention and didn't want to think deeply.Thinking of the wooden sword mentioned by song Qingshu just now, I just remembered the elegance of song Qingshu's sword in the inn. I couldn't help looking at him curiously: "can your wooden sword really hurt people?""Whether we can hurt the enemy depends on the person who holds the sword, not the sword itself." Song Qingshu said lightly."Can I have a look at your wooden sword?" Zhao Min is hard to hide in the heart curious, soft voice asks a way."Can I have a look at your tummy pocket?" Song Qingshu asked."You Zhao Min's face suddenly turned red, apricot eyes wide open, glaring at Song Qingshu, "what do you mean?""It doesn't mean much. It's just that the only weapon in the world is related to one's life. How can you show it easily? It's like your daughter's belly pocket is not shown to people. " Song Qingshu explained."Strong words and reasonable ideas." Zhao Min snorted angrily, "I'm afraid you found a blacksmith to fight a sword, and then painted a layer of wood paint on the door, and then declared that you used a wooden sword. It's shameless to blow a magic snail."Seeing that Zhao Min's face was not full of blood due to his serious injury, he was looking forward to life and looked charming in the light of the fire. Song Qingshu sighed: "the princess just wants to see my sword. Why do you want to excite me so deliberately?"As soon as his voice fell, he waved his hand. A wooden sword flew from his sleeve, and it was inserted on the ground in front of Zhao Min's eyes.Zhao Min secretly praised his excellent control. He quickly stretched out his hand and cautiously touched the edge of the wooden sword. Under the reflection of the fire light, his slender fingers seemed to be white and transparent.Seeing Zhao Min's charming appearance, song Qingshu couldn't help laughing and said, "don't worry, it's a wooden sword. Even if you take it to wipe your neck, you can't scratch a layer of skin."Zhao Min's face turned red and grabbed a wooden sword: "I'm not that stupid." Fingertips gently brushed the body of the sword, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face: "it's really a wooden sword."Song Qingshu put his hand on the table and said, "I believe it now. Return it to me quickly.""No!" Zhao Min subconsciously received the wooden sword behind her, wrinkled Qiong's nose, "first tell me how to hurt people with an ordinary wooden sword?"She grew up in a group of experts. She was influenced by what kind of martial arts Zhao Min had never seen, but song Qingshu's wooden sword made her fresh."At the beginning, you set up an army and mobilized people to wash Wudang Mountain with blood. It's not that you haven't seen Zhang Wuji's wooden sword." Song Qingshu has no language."He is not yet a cheap man who plays the role of Joyoung, but Zhang Sanfeng's undead Taijijian is just like me." Zhao Min just finished scolding, suddenly thought of this is also Wudang people, can't help but feel guilty to spit out his tongue."It doesn't matter. Anyway, I've been expelled from Wudang," Song Qingshu said with a smile, looking at her charming expression. "Why do you think Taiji sword is just like this?"Zhao Min is about to speak, suddenly found song Qingshu look changed, is staring at the road not far away, said in a deep voice: "someone came in this direction, and the number is still a lot."
