Chapter 370
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Seeing that little dragon girl seems to be silly, she is still sitting in her arms. On the contrary, song Qingshu is not at ease. Although he enjoyed the touch of holding little dragon girl like this, he was not as nervous as everyone in the lobby, and there was a snow and ice sitting beside him.
Feeling song Qingshu's hand on her slender waist, little dragon girl just woke up and stood up. Her face was as cold as ice, showing a faint blush for the first time.
Under the strange gaze of xuexue'er, song Qingshu smiles awkwardly and answers Ouyang Feng's words to distract everyone's attention: "I always admire Beiqiao Feng's heroism. I think he should disdain to hide his head and show his tail like me."
Looking at the mask on his face, all the people in the hall gave a kind laugh, and they were full of good feelings for his courage to laugh at himself, except the Mongolians.
"With your martial arts, you must be a man of great fame in the world. Why don't you dare to show your true face?" Zhao Minsu likes to control the whole situation. She is deeply afraid of such an inexplicable master.
"Because I am so handsome, in order to prevent you from falling in love with me when you see my appearance, I have to wear a mask." With the mask cover, song Qingshu is like a child who doesn't have to be afraid of punishment when he does something wrong, and he returns to the unbridled light pick in the past.
Xuexue'er has a look that she can't laugh or cry. Of course, she is wearing a mask, and others can't see her expression clearly. The little dragon girl next to her looks at him in surprise. She has never seen such a shameless person before.
Everyone in the hall could hear that he was teasing Zhao min. anyway, it was not too big to watch the play. He burst into laughter and whistled all over the place.
Zhao Min face a cold, cold voice way: "Mr. Lu, Mr. He, for my mouth."
Lu Zhangke and he biweng have been serving Zhao Min for a long time. They know her temper very well and are ready to fight for a long time. When they hear her order, they attack song Qingshu left and right without hesitation.
Xuanming two elders each stretched out a palm, one enveloped the big acupoint in front of song Qingshu's chest, one attacked his abdomen Dantian, and the other hand fanned his face.
The two cooperated closely. If the enemy wanted to parry the attack, he would inevitably get two slaps in the face. If he reached out to block the attack on his hands, he would be killed on the spot.
Not to mention ordinary experts, even the top experts will be embarrassed by their moves.
"Dragon Girl, I'd like to borrow your sword."
Little dragon girl just heard the sound in her ear. She felt that her hand was empty. She was shocked. A sword master didn't even know how his sword was taken away. It was incredible.
Xuanming two elders suddenly felt a gorgeous sword light appeared in front of them. They were so shocked that they quickly changed their moves and took out their weapons from their arms.
After a long chant, the two wolves stepped back for several feet, looking at half of the crane mouth pen and deer head stick left in their hands, with a look of lingering fear.
"Miss long, do you want to kill Zhao Zhijing?" After pushing back xuanming Er Lao, song Qingshu looks at Xiao Longnu and asks.
Little dragon girl didn't look back and nodded subconsciously.
"If you want to kill Zhao Zhijing, you don't have to gamble with that princess." Song Qingshu smiles, and his figure disappears in the same place. Everyone blinks, and he stands there again. It seems that he hasn't moved from the beginning to the end. The only difference is that there is a red blood bead hanging on the tip of his sword.
"Cluck ~" a strange voice sounded in the hall, and everyone turned to look. Zhao Zhijing, who was hiding behind the Mongolian warrior, covered his throat and fell down slowly with an unbelievable look on his face.
In an uproar, the Mongolians, in particular, stood up one after another. Even the Vajra sect master and the hundred damage Taoist priest, who had been silent all along, also looked shocked. Song Qingshu's sword was so fast that if he didn't guard against it, he would have blood on the spot.
After seeing Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Min soon had a plan to control Quanzhen sect. But all this disappeared with the death of Zhao Zhijing. He was surprised and angry. He looked at Song Qingshu: "who are you?"
Song Qingshu received the tip of the sword in front of him and breathed a breath. The blood was scattered and said in a strange sad tone: "you can call me Ximen chuixue."
Every boy in his previous life dreamed that one day he would be as white as Ximen blowing snow, and a long sword would be invincible in the world. When song Qingshu found that he could reach this realm vaguely, he sadly found that he would never go back to the wonderful world before.
"Simon blowing snow?" Zhao Min was stunned. He had never heard of this man because of the powerful intelligence network of Ruyang palace. He was worried about what kind of Wulin elder he was. He turned his head and looked at the hundred damage Taoist. When he saw the other side shaking his head, he was even more confused.
Song Qingshu chose to kill Zhao Zhijing and let Yin Zhiping go because he felt that Yin Zhiping was the so-called "Dragon Knight" in the Western magic world. In the world of three body, he could also be called XiaoLongNu's "wall breaker"... No matter what, his life and death should be decided by XiaoLongNu himself.
Of course, song Qingshu didn't know that there had never been such a tragedy in the world
As for Zhao Zhijing, a scum, song Qingshu didn't like him very much, so he helped Xiao Longnu to cook.
"Dragon Girl, your sword." Song Qingshu, holding the sword, carefully hands it to Xiao Longnu. Looking at her peerless face, he is full of pity. How stingy God is, why can't he tolerate too perfect things in the world.
"Well," surprised by the grace of his sword just now, little dragon girl picked it up at a loss, "thank you."
"It's all family. It should be." Song Qingshu smiles faintly.
"Family?" Little dragon girl is slightly angry in her heart. Although she is good at martial arts, she is a little confused.
"I'd like to introduce you," Song Qingshu said, pulling xuexue'er over. "My wife is also a descendant of the ancient tomb sect. In terms of her age, you and Li Mochou should call her elder martial sister. As for me, you can call my brother-in-law... Ouch!"
Seeing that song Qingshu said that he was his wife in front of the public, xuexue'er wanted to go in one by one. Fortunately, there was a mask blocking him, so he had to comfort himself. Anyway, other people couldn't recognize him. When he heard that he was still talking nonsense, he pinched him by the waist.
"Elder martial sister?" Little dragon girl looks puzzled. She has never heard of master and other heirs.
Xuexue'er smiles and flicks her sleeve on the table. All the chopsticks in the bamboo tube jump out. Xuexue'er reaches out her white hands and slaps them up and down. It seems that dozens of chopsticks are controlled and fixed in the air by an invisible hand, but none of them fall to the ground.
"It's all over the place!" Little dragon girl was surprised. She had no doubt in her heart. She called out, "elder martial sister ~"
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Seeing that little dragon girl seems to be silly, she is still sitting in her arms. On the contrary, song Qingshu is not at ease. Although he enjoyed the touch of holding little dragon girl like this, he was not as nervous as everyone in the lobby, and there was a snow and ice sitting beside him.
Feeling song Qingshu's hand on her slender waist, little dragon girl just woke up and stood up. Her face was as cold as ice, showing a faint blush for the first time.
Under the strange gaze of xuexue'er, song Qingshu smiles awkwardly and answers Ouyang Feng's words to distract everyone's attention: "I always admire Beiqiao Feng's heroism. I think he should disdain to hide his head and show his tail like me."
Looking at the mask on his face, all the people in the hall gave a kind laugh, and they were full of good feelings for his courage to laugh at himself, except the Mongolians.
"With your martial arts, you must be a man of great fame in the world. Why don't you dare to show your true face?" Zhao Minsu likes to control the whole situation. She is deeply afraid of such an inexplicable master.
"Because I am so handsome, in order to prevent you from falling in love with me when you see my appearance, I have to wear a mask." With the mask cover, song Qingshu is like a child who doesn't have to be afraid of punishment when he does something wrong, and he returns to the unbridled light pick in the past.
Xuexue'er has a look that she can't laugh or cry. Of course, she is wearing a mask, and others can't see her expression clearly. The little dragon girl next to her looks at him in surprise. She has never seen such a shameless person before.
Everyone in the hall could hear that he was teasing Zhao min. anyway, it was not too big to watch the play. He burst into laughter and whistled all over the place.
Zhao Min face a cold, cold voice way: "Mr. Lu, Mr. He, for my mouth."
Lu Zhangke and he biweng have been serving Zhao Min for a long time. They know her temper very well and are ready to fight for a long time. When they hear her order, they attack song Qingshu left and right without hesitation.
Xuanming two elders each stretched out a palm, one enveloped the big acupoint in front of song Qingshu's chest, one attacked his abdomen Dantian, and the other hand fanned his face.
The two cooperated closely. If the enemy wanted to parry the attack, he would inevitably get two slaps in the face. If he reached out to block the attack on his hands, he would be killed on the spot.
Not to mention ordinary experts, even the top experts will be embarrassed by their moves.
"Dragon Girl, I'd like to borrow your sword."
Little dragon girl just heard the sound in her ear. She felt that her hand was empty. She was shocked. A sword master didn't even know how his sword was taken away. It was incredible.
Xuanming two elders suddenly felt a gorgeous sword light appeared in front of them. They were so shocked that they quickly changed their moves and took out their weapons from their arms.
After a long chant, the two wolves stepped back for several feet, looking at half of the crane mouth pen and deer head stick left in their hands, with a look of lingering fear.
"Miss long, do you want to kill Zhao Zhijing?" After pushing back xuanming Er Lao, song Qingshu looks at Xiao Longnu and asks.
Little dragon girl didn't look back and nodded subconsciously.
"If you want to kill Zhao Zhijing, you don't have to gamble with that princess." Song Qingshu smiles, and his figure disappears in the same place. Everyone blinks, and he stands there again. It seems that he hasn't moved from the beginning to the end. The only difference is that there is a red blood bead hanging on the tip of his sword.
"Cluck ~" a strange voice sounded in the hall, and everyone turned to look. Zhao Zhijing, who was hiding behind the Mongolian warrior, covered his throat and fell down slowly with an unbelievable look on his face.
In an uproar, the Mongolians, in particular, stood up one after another. Even the Vajra sect master and the hundred damage Taoist priest, who had been silent all along, also looked shocked. Song Qingshu's sword was so fast that if he didn't guard against it, he would have blood on the spot.
After seeing Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Min soon had a plan to control Quanzhen sect. But all this disappeared with the death of Zhao Zhijing. He was surprised and angry. He looked at Song Qingshu: "who are you?"
Song Qingshu received the tip of the sword in front of him and breathed a breath. The blood was scattered and said in a strange sad tone: "you can call me Ximen chuixue."
Every boy in his previous life dreamed that one day he would be as white as Ximen blowing snow, and a long sword would be invincible in the world. When song Qingshu found that he could reach this realm vaguely, he sadly found that he would never go back to the wonderful world before.
"Simon blowing snow?" Zhao Min was stunned. He had never heard of this man because of the powerful intelligence network of Ruyang palace. He was worried about what kind of Wulin elder he was. He turned his head and looked at the hundred damage Taoist. When he saw the other side shaking his head, he was even more confused.
Song Qingshu chose to kill Zhao Zhijing and let Yin Zhiping go because he felt that Yin Zhiping was the so-called "Dragon Knight" in the Western magic world. In the world of three body, he could also be called XiaoLongNu's "wall breaker"... No matter what, his life and death should be decided by XiaoLongNu himself.
Of course, song Qingshu didn't know that there had never been such a tragedy in the world
As for Zhao Zhijing, a scum, song Qingshu didn't like him very much, so he helped Xiao Longnu to cook.
"Dragon Girl, your sword." Song Qingshu, holding the sword, carefully hands it to Xiao Longnu. Looking at her peerless face, he is full of pity. How stingy God is, why can't he tolerate too perfect things in the world.
"Well," surprised by the grace of his sword just now, little dragon girl picked it up at a loss, "thank you."
"It's all family. It should be." Song Qingshu smiles faintly.
"Family?" Little dragon girl is slightly angry in her heart. Although she is good at martial arts, she is a little confused.
"I'd like to introduce you," Song Qingshu said, pulling xuexue'er over. "My wife is also a descendant of the ancient tomb sect. In terms of her age, you and Li Mochou should call her elder martial sister. As for me, you can call my brother-in-law... Ouch!"
Seeing that song Qingshu said that he was his wife in front of the public, xuexue'er wanted to go in one by one. Fortunately, there was a mask blocking him, so he had to comfort himself. Anyway, other people couldn't recognize him. When he heard that he was still talking nonsense, he pinched him by the waist.
"Elder martial sister?" Little dragon girl looks puzzled. She has never heard of master and other heirs.
Xuexue'er smiles and flicks her sleeve on the table. All the chopsticks in the bamboo tube jump out. Xuexue'er reaches out her white hands and slaps them up and down. It seems that dozens of chopsticks are controlled and fixed in the air by an invisible hand, but none of them fall to the ground.
"It's all over the place!" Little dragon girl was surprised. She had no doubt in her heart. She called out, "elder martial sister ~"
Seeing that little dragon girl seems to be silly, she is still sitting in her arms. On the contrary, song Qingshu is not at ease. Although he enjoyed the touch of holding little dragon girl like this, he was not as nervous as everyone in the lobby, and there was a snow and ice sitting beside him.Feeling song Qingshu's hand on her slender waist, little dragon girl just woke up and stood up. Her face was as cold as ice, showing a faint blush for the first time.Under the strange gaze of xuexue'er, song Qingshu smiles awkwardly and answers Ouyang Feng's words to distract everyone's attention: "I always admire Beiqiao Feng's heroism. I think he should disdain to hide his head and show his tail like me."Looking at the mask on his face, all the people in the hall gave a kind laugh, and they were full of good feelings for his courage to laugh at himself, except the Mongolians."With your martial arts, you must be a man of great fame in the world. Why don't you dare to show your true face?" Zhao Minsu likes to control the whole situation. She is deeply afraid of such an inexplicable master."Because I am so handsome, in order to prevent you from falling in love with me when you see my appearance, I have to wear a mask." With the mask cover, song Qingshu is like a child who doesn't have to be afraid of punishment when he does something wrong, and he returns to the unbridled light pick in the past.Xuexue'er has a look that she can't laugh or cry. Of course, she is wearing a mask, and others can't see her expression clearly. The little dragon girl next to her looks at him in surprise. She has never seen such a shameless person before.Everyone in the hall could hear that he was teasing Zhao min. anyway, it was not too big to watch the play. He burst into laughter and whistled all over the place.Zhao Min face a cold, cold voice way: "Mr. Lu, Mr. He, for my mouth."Lu Zhangke and he biweng have been serving Zhao Min for a long time. They know her temper very well and are ready to fight for a long time. When they hear her order, they attack song Qingshu left and right without hesitation.Xuanming two elders each stretched out a palm, one enveloped the big acupoint in front of song Qingshu's chest, one attacked his abdomen Dantian, and the other hand fanned his face.The two cooperated closely. If the enemy wanted to parry the attack, he would inevitably get two slaps in the face. If he reached out to block the attack on his hands, he would be killed on the spot.Not to mention ordinary experts, even the top experts will be embarrassed by their moves."Dragon Girl, I'd like to borrow your sword."Little dragon girl just heard the sound in her ear. She felt that her hand was empty. She was shocked. A sword master didn't even know how his sword was taken away. It was incredible.Xuanming two elders suddenly felt a gorgeous sword light appeared in front of them. They were so shocked that they quickly changed their moves and took out their weapons from their arms.After a long chant, the two wolves stepped back for several feet, looking at half of the crane mouth pen and deer head stick left in their hands, with a look of lingering fear."Miss long, do you want to kill Zhao Zhijing?" After pushing back xuanming Er Lao, song Qingshu looks at Xiao Longnu and asks.Little dragon girl didn't look back and nodded subconsciously."If you want to kill Zhao Zhijing, you don't have to gamble with that princess." Song Qingshu smiles, and his figure disappears in the same place. Everyone blinks, and he stands there again. It seems that he hasn't moved from the beginning to the end. The only difference is that there is a red blood bead hanging on the tip of his sword."Cluck ~" a strange voice sounded in the hall, and everyone turned to look. Zhao Zhijing, who was hiding behind the Mongolian warrior, covered his throat and fell down slowly with an unbelievable look on his face.In an uproar, the Mongolians, in particular, stood up one after another. Even the Vajra sect master and the hundred damage Taoist priest, who had been silent all along, also looked shocked. Song Qingshu's sword was so fast that if he didn't guard against it, he would have blood on the spot.After seeing Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Min soon had a plan to control Quanzhen sect. But all this disappeared with the death of Zhao Zhijing. He was surprised and angry. He looked at Song Qingshu: "who are you?"Song Qingshu received the tip of the sword in front of him and breathed a breath. The blood was scattered and said in a strange sad tone: "you can call me Ximen chuixue."Every boy in his previous life dreamed that one day he would be as white as Ximen blowing snow, and a long sword would be invincible in the world. When song Qingshu found that he could reach this realm vaguely, he sadly found that he would never go back to the wonderful world before."Simon blowing snow?" Zhao Min was stunned. He had never heard of this man because of the powerful intelligence network of Ruyang palace. He was worried about what kind of Wulin elder he was. He turned his head and looked at the hundred damage Taoist. When he saw the other side shaking his head, he was even more confused.Song Qingshu chose to kill Zhao Zhijing and let Yin Zhiping go because he felt that Yin Zhiping was the so-called "Dragon Knight" in the Western magic world. In the world of three body, he could also be called XiaoLongNu's "wall breaker"... No matter what, his life and death should be decided by XiaoLongNu himself.Of course, song Qingshu didn't know that there had never been such a tragedy in the worldAs for Zhao Zhijing, a scum, song Qingshu didn't like him very much, so he helped Xiao Longnu to cook."Dragon Girl, your sword." Song Qingshu, holding the sword, carefully hands it to Xiao Longnu. Looking at her peerless face, he is full of pity. How stingy God is, why can't he tolerate too perfect things in the world."Well," surprised by the grace of his sword just now, little dragon girl picked it up at a loss, "thank you.""It's all family. It should be." Song Qingshu smiles faintly."Family?" Little dragon girl is slightly angry in her heart. Although she is good at martial arts, she is a little confused."I'd like to introduce you," Song Qingshu said, pulling xuexue'er over. "My wife is also a descendant of the ancient tomb sect. In terms of her age, you and Li Mochou should call her elder martial sister. As for me, you can call my brother-in-law... Ouch!"Seeing that song Qingshu said that he was his wife in front of the public, xuexue'er wanted to go in one by one. Fortunately, there was a mask blocking him, so he had to comfort himself. Anyway, other people couldn't recognize him. When he heard that he was still talking nonsense, he pinched him by the waist."Elder martial sister?" Little dragon girl looks puzzled. She has never heard of master and other heirs.Xuexue'er smiles and flicks her sleeve on the table. All the chopsticks in the bamboo tube jump out. Xuexue'er reaches out her white hands and slaps them up and down. It seems that dozens of chopsticks are controlled and fixed in the air by an invisible hand, but none of them fall to the ground."It's all over the place!" Little dragon girl was surprised. She had no doubt in her heart. She called out, "elder martial sister ~"
