Chapter 309
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"It's just a little help. Miss Li doesn't have to worry about it." Song Qingshu put down his wine cup, and with a faint smile, he watched Li Mochou closely.
With pink face, peach cheeks and straight chest, she is so tall that she must have a pair of straight legs under the loose Taoist robe. She is really a gorgeous beauty. According to the original description, her beauty should be no less than XiaoLongNu. Now, it's true.
Being swept by song Qingshu's eyes, Li Mochou felt quite uncomfortable standing there. If an ordinary man looked at her like this, she would have turned over. However, the other side's eyes are warm, and they are more appreciative. What's more, Li Mochou has no choice but to stand there quietly.
But over the years, Li Mochou has never been seen by a man like this. His face is inevitably hot and dry, and soon his cheeks are dizzy.
After this change, the eyes of the whole inn are focused on Song Qingshu, and people have different expressions.
The king of Falun's face changed a little, and he thought to himself that he had to stay away from the top for a while. Unexpectedly, the young man used only one chopstick to blow the Zen stick that weighed dozens of Jin away. His skill and mastery of the accuracy of the power were really shocking.
Zhao Min at this time just saw the appearance of song Qingshu, not from a Leng, light Yi a, a face stunned: "how is he?"
"Minmin, do you know him?" Hua Zheng felt that the young man had a special calmness and calmness. When she heard Zhao Min mumbling to herself, she couldn't help looking at her curiously.
"It's a recognition," Zhao Min has not recovered from the shock. "It's strange, how does it look so different now?"
Song Qingshu used to have the nickname of yumianmengchang. His appearance was naturally romantic, but before he was narrow-minded, his face was always gloomy and rebellious. Today's song Qingshu is becoming more and more powerful, and with Ouyang Feng's words enlightening Shenlong Island, the whole person's temperament has changed dramatically. His spirit is introverted and elegant.
"Amitabha, who on earth is the benefactor and why do you want to rescue the witch?" Xuancheng is surprised to see that a chopstick of song Qingshu blows away his Zen stick. Before he leaves Shaolin Temple, he doesn't pay attention to anyone except the figure in the Sutra Pavilion.
Who knows a small inn, met so many experts. The two wretched old men and the monk with the big wheel, though not as good as themselves, must not be too far apart. But this young man, who is only in his twenties, has an unfathomable feeling sitting there. When is there such a powerful young man in the world?
"I'm just a passer-by. I can't bear to see that this girl is going to die on the spot, so I'll help her. I hope you'll forgive me."
As soon as people all over the world knew that they had failed to assassinate Kangxi and died, Song Qing knew that his identity was sensitive at this time, so he didn't want to reveal his name.
Seeing song Qingshu's hesitation, Xuancheng's face flashed a trace of green spirit. He quickly filtered the list of young experts in the Jianghu, and kept guessing the identity of the man in front of him? Appearance is not suitable for age. South Murong? It seems that the martial arts are not so high. Is that the man?
"It turns out that it's Master Zhang of the Ming religion. Why should you cover it up?" Xuancheng can't help sneering.
Song Qingshu was dumbfounded and looked at Zhao Min: "even if I want to be the sweetheart of the princess, I'm afraid she won't be happy."
Seeing song Qingshu's frivolous words, Zhao Min suddenly raised a trace of anger. With a cold hum, he grabbed the bodyguard's arrow bag and threw a bow and arrow at Song Qingshu.
Zhao Min has a noble background and many top martial arts experts have taught her martial arts, so she has a great style. A bow and arrow was thrown by her, which was no less than the arrow shot by the warriors in the army.
With song Qingshu's current skill, he naturally didn't care too much. He calmly raised his hand and held the arrow firmly between his fingers. He had such an expression: "master Xuancheng, you can see it, unless Mongolia has the custom of using bows and arrows as hydrangeas."
Zhao Min's face was cold, and he was about to attack. Unexpectedly, he suddenly showed a smile, like the beginning of melting ice and snow: "young Xia song, I haven't seen you for a while. I didn't expect that your martial arts are developing so fast. It seems that Wudang's martial arts are really profound."
What a great character!
Song Qingshu has a bitter smile. For many years, Shaolin and Wudang have been at loggerheads. First, Shaolin Temple thinks that Zhang Sanfeng is a traitor of Shaolin, and Wudang's martial arts are all secretly learned from Shaolin Temple. Of course, Wudang's people are not happy. All the martial arts they have learned are created by Zhang Sanfeng himself; Secondly, the Shaolin Temple forced Zhang Cuishan to death in those years. At the same time, Yu Daiyan's whole body was cut off by Shaolin Temple's unique skill, Vajra finger. Therefore, although the two families are both famous and decent in the Wulin, their relationship has always been very tense.
Xuancheng is crazy about martial arts. He has heard that Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang is superb in martial arts. In addition, he is deeply involved in the battle between different schools. He always has the idea of meeting him in Wudang Mountain for a while.
Hearing Zhao Min poke the identity of Wudang sect in Song Qingshu, Xuancheng sneered: "it's the disciple and grandson of the Shaolin traitor. No wonder he is so arrogant."
As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere in the inn suddenly became tense. Zhao Min didn't expect Xuancheng to be so ruthless. Zhang Sanfeng is highly respected, but he calls him a traitor of Shaolin. Song Qingshu, as a Wudang disciple, will never die when it comes to his ancestor Qingyu.
Sure enough, song Qingshu's face changed. Although he has no feelings for Wudang, and he has been expelled from Wudang by Zhang Sanfeng, he has been branded as Wudang. If we allow Shaolin people to insult Zhang Sanfeng and spread it out today, his reputation will be somewhat ugly.
"Song is not talented. He also knows that Shaolin's martial arts stresses using Buddhism to defuse the anger in martial arts. The higher the Buddhism is, the higher the martial arts are. I'm a Buddhist disciple, but I don't have a heart of compassion. I want to be greedy, angry, and crazy. I'm really ashamed to be an eminent monk of the xuanzi generation. " Song Qingshu's tone was flat. By contrast, the bystanders did feel that the mystery was inferior.
Hearing the song as like as two peas, the Xuan Cheng was amazed and wondering how he thought the same thing as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. However, song Qingshu was young, and Xuancheng didn't believe that he really had such insight. When he was just a blind cat and met a dead mouse, he couldn't help humming: "Wudang is known as a noble and decent school, but you are greedy for beauty and save Li Mochou. I can see the style of Wudang sect. "
Hearing Xuancheng say this, Xia Qingqing angrily grabs song Qingshu. Li Mochou is embarrassed to stand there, but song Qingshu himself is very calm: "first, song is no longer a Wudang disciple, and the princess Shaomin can testify for me." Then he raised his hand and motioned to Zhao Min, in exchange for a Jiao hum.
Song Qingshu didn't like it either, and continued: "second, monk, which eye of yours saw that I saved Taoist priest Li because of my lust for beauty?"
"Just now, you looked at the whole body of the witch. Everyone in the room saw it." Xuancheng's tone was full of sarcasm.
"I can testify to this for master Xuancheng," Zhao Minwei patted his hands for fear that the world would not be disorderly. "Young Xia song just looked at Taoist priest Li's eyes, and he just wanted to strip them away..."
When it comes to half, Zhao Min deliberately stops talking, but the meaning is self-evident. One side of the xuanming two old see the master speak, is more embellished with, accompanied by wanton obscene laughter.
Li Mochou was so angry that he trembled all over. Although he was worried about their martial arts, he could not help but tremble and prepare to fight. At this time, song Qingshu gently pressed her shoulder and shook her head slightly.
He has been clean since he wandered in the Jianghu. Let alone contact with a man, it's just that a man looks at her more often. Li Mochou often blinds the other person's eyes. At this time, song Qingshu's hand is on his shoulder, but for the first time, he doesn't get angry. He feels the heat of the palm from his shoulder, and Li Mochou suddenly feels a little shy.
Seeing that Li Mochou gradually calmed down, song Qingshu just looked at Xuancheng and said, "I have a story here. The great monk can comment on it."
The people in the inn were puzzled, but song Qingshu only said, "once upon a time, an old monk was traveling with a young monk. On the way, he met a river. When he saw a woman trying to cross the river, she didn't dare to cross it. The old monk took the initiative to carry the woman across the river, then put down the woman and went on with the little monk. The little monk could not help muttering all the way: what's the matter with master? How dare you carry a woman across the river? All the way, all the way to think, finally can't help, said: Master, you broke the commandment? What's wrong with women? The old monk sighed, "I've already put it down, but you can't!"
Song Qingshu soon stopped talking, but everyone in the audience understood what he meant. Thinking that master Xuancheng, the first person in Shaolin in 200 years, was compared by him to a little monk who couldn't let go, he showed a smile to watch a good play.
"Young Xia song is very eloquent, but no matter how unreasonable he is, he can't cover up the fact that you helped Li Mochou." See Xuancheng a big bald head rose red, Zhao Minqiang hold back a smile, a word to help way.
"It's true that the princess is right. Song has no hobbies, but he has no resistance to the enchantress. When he sees the enchantress, he can't help but feel pity for the jade," Song Qingshu said with a smile, looking at Zhao min. but the word "enchantress" comes from the princess. It's not convincing. When it comes to the enchantress, who can match the princess? "
Hearing song Qingshu's confession that she likes the enchantress, also known as Zhao Min, Princess Huazheng couldn't help laughing. She leaned over and whispered in Zhao Min's ear. As she spoke, she motioned song Qingshu's direction with her eyes. Zhao Min's pretty face soon turned red and white.
"Eight heroes of Shenjian, shoot them to death." Zhao Min said coldly.
"Yes The eight heroes of Shenjian didn't hesitate to pull the bow and string together. They are all the generation of God shooting. It's no problem that they shoot three arrows at the same time with one bow, and their shooting speed is extremely amazing. After one arrow is shot, the back three arrows have been put on the string, and there is no pause at all.
Although there were only eight people, in the blink of an eye, a shower of arrows poured down in the direction of song Qingshu.
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"It's just a little help. Miss Li doesn't have to worry about it." Song Qingshu put down his wine cup, and with a faint smile, he watched Li Mochou closely.
With pink face, peach cheeks and straight chest, she is so tall that she must have a pair of straight legs under the loose Taoist robe. She is really a gorgeous beauty. According to the original description, her beauty should be no less than XiaoLongNu. Now, it's true.
Being swept by song Qingshu's eyes, Li Mochou felt quite uncomfortable standing there. If an ordinary man looked at her like this, she would have turned over. However, the other side's eyes are warm, and they are more appreciative. What's more, Li Mochou has no choice but to stand there quietly.
But over the years, Li Mochou has never been seen by a man like this. His face is inevitably hot and dry, and soon his cheeks are dizzy.
After this change, the eyes of the whole inn are focused on Song Qingshu, and people have different expressions.
The king of Falun's face changed a little, and he thought to himself that he had to stay away from the top for a while. Unexpectedly, the young man used only one chopstick to blow the Zen stick that weighed dozens of Jin away. His skill and mastery of the accuracy of the power were really shocking.
Zhao Min at this time just saw the appearance of song Qingshu, not from a Leng, light Yi a, a face stunned: "how is he?"
"Minmin, do you know him?" Hua Zheng felt that the young man had a special calmness and calmness. When she heard Zhao Min mumbling to herself, she couldn't help looking at her curiously.
"It's a recognition," Zhao Min has not recovered from the shock. "It's strange, how does it look so different now?"
Song Qingshu used to have the nickname of yumianmengchang. His appearance was naturally romantic, but before he was narrow-minded, his face was always gloomy and rebellious. Today's song Qingshu is becoming more and more powerful, and with Ouyang Feng's words enlightening Shenlong Island, the whole person's temperament has changed dramatically. His spirit is introverted and elegant.
"Amitabha, who on earth is the benefactor and why do you want to rescue the witch?" Xuancheng is surprised to see that a chopstick of song Qingshu blows away his Zen stick. Before he leaves Shaolin Temple, he doesn't pay attention to anyone except the figure in the Sutra Pavilion.
Who knows a small inn, met so many experts. The two wretched old men and the monk with the big wheel, though not as good as themselves, must not be too far apart. But this young man, who is only in his twenties, has an unfathomable feeling sitting there. When is there such a powerful young man in the world?
"I'm just a passer-by. I can't bear to see that this girl is going to die on the spot, so I'll help her. I hope you'll forgive me."
As soon as people all over the world knew that they had failed to assassinate Kangxi and died, Song Qing knew that his identity was sensitive at this time, so he didn't want to reveal his name.
Seeing song Qingshu's hesitation, Xuancheng's face flashed a trace of green spirit. He quickly filtered the list of young experts in the Jianghu, and kept guessing the identity of the man in front of him? Appearance is not suitable for age. South Murong? It seems that the martial arts are not so high. Is that the man?
"It turns out that it's Master Zhang of the Ming religion. Why should you cover it up?" Xuancheng can't help sneering.
Song Qingshu was dumbfounded and looked at Zhao Min: "even if I want to be the sweetheart of the princess, I'm afraid she won't be happy."
Seeing song Qingshu's frivolous words, Zhao Min suddenly raised a trace of anger. With a cold hum, he grabbed the bodyguard's arrow bag and threw a bow and arrow at Song Qingshu.
Zhao Min has a noble background and many top martial arts experts have taught her martial arts, so she has a great style. A bow and arrow was thrown by her, which was no less than the arrow shot by the warriors in the army.
With song Qingshu's current skill, he naturally didn't care too much. He calmly raised his hand and held the arrow firmly between his fingers. He had such an expression: "master Xuancheng, you can see it, unless Mongolia has the custom of using bows and arrows as hydrangeas."
Zhao Min's face was cold, and he was about to attack. Unexpectedly, he suddenly showed a smile, like the beginning of melting ice and snow: "young Xia song, I haven't seen you for a while. I didn't expect that your martial arts are developing so fast. It seems that Wudang's martial arts are really profound."
What a great character!
Song Qingshu has a bitter smile. For many years, Shaolin and Wudang have been at loggerheads. First, Shaolin Temple thinks that Zhang Sanfeng is a traitor of Shaolin, and Wudang's martial arts are all secretly learned from Shaolin Temple. Of course, Wudang's people are not happy. All the martial arts they have learned are created by Zhang Sanfeng himself; Secondly, the Shaolin Temple forced Zhang Cuishan to death in those years. At the same time, Yu Daiyan's whole body was cut off by Shaolin Temple's unique skill, Vajra finger. Therefore, although the two families are both famous and decent in the Wulin, their relationship has always been very tense.
Xuancheng is crazy about martial arts. He has heard that Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang is superb in martial arts. In addition, he is deeply involved in the battle between different schools. He always has the idea of meeting him in Wudang Mountain for a while.
Hearing Zhao Min poke the identity of Wudang sect in Song Qingshu, Xuancheng sneered: "it's the disciple and grandson of the Shaolin traitor. No wonder he is so arrogant."
As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere in the inn suddenly became tense. Zhao Min didn't expect Xuancheng to be so ruthless. Zhang Sanfeng is highly respected, but he calls him a traitor of Shaolin. Song Qingshu, as a Wudang disciple, will never die when it comes to his ancestor Qingyu.
Sure enough, song Qingshu's face changed. Although he has no feelings for Wudang, and he has been expelled from Wudang by Zhang Sanfeng, he has been branded as Wudang. If we allow Shaolin people to insult Zhang Sanfeng and spread it out today, his reputation will be somewhat ugly.
"Song is not talented. He also knows that Shaolin's martial arts stresses using Buddhism to defuse the anger in martial arts. The higher the Buddhism is, the higher the martial arts are. I'm a Buddhist disciple, but I don't have a heart of compassion. I want to be greedy, angry, and crazy. I'm really ashamed to be an eminent monk of the xuanzi generation. " Song Qingshu's tone was flat. By contrast, the bystanders did feel that the mystery was inferior.
Hearing the song as like as two peas, the Xuan Cheng was amazed and wondering how he thought the same thing as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. However, song Qingshu was young, and Xuancheng didn't believe that he really had such insight. When he was just a blind cat and met a dead mouse, he couldn't help humming: "Wudang is known as a noble and decent school, but you are greedy for beauty and save Li Mochou. I can see the style of Wudang sect. "
Hearing Xuancheng say this, Xia Qingqing angrily grabs song Qingshu. Li Mochou is embarrassed to stand there, but song Qingshu himself is very calm: "first, song is no longer a Wudang disciple, and the princess Shaomin can testify for me." Then he raised his hand and motioned to Zhao Min, in exchange for a Jiao hum.
Song Qingshu didn't like it either, and continued: "second, monk, which eye of yours saw that I saved Taoist priest Li because of my lust for beauty?"
"Just now, you looked at the whole body of the witch. Everyone in the room saw it." Xuancheng's tone was full of sarcasm.
"I can testify to this for master Xuancheng," Zhao Minwei patted his hands for fear that the world would not be disorderly. "Young Xia song just looked at Taoist priest Li's eyes, and he just wanted to strip them away..."
When it comes to half, Zhao Min deliberately stops talking, but the meaning is self-evident. One side of the xuanming two old see the master speak, is more embellished with, accompanied by wanton obscene laughter.
Li Mochou was so angry that he trembled all over. Although he was worried about their martial arts, he could not help but tremble and prepare to fight. At this time, song Qingshu gently pressed her shoulder and shook her head slightly.
He has been clean since he wandered in the Jianghu. Let alone contact with a man, it's just that a man looks at her more often. Li Mochou often blinds the other person's eyes. At this time, song Qingshu's hand is on his shoulder, but for the first time, he doesn't get angry. He feels the heat of the palm from his shoulder, and Li Mochou suddenly feels a little shy.
Seeing that Li Mochou gradually calmed down, song Qingshu just looked at Xuancheng and said, "I have a story here. The great monk can comment on it."
The people in the inn were puzzled, but song Qingshu only said, "once upon a time, an old monk was traveling with a young monk. On the way, he met a river. When he saw a woman trying to cross the river, she didn't dare to cross it. The old monk took the initiative to carry the woman across the river, then put down the woman and went on with the little monk. The little monk could not help muttering all the way: what's the matter with master? How dare you carry a woman across the river? All the way, all the way to think, finally can't help, said: Master, you broke the commandment? What's wrong with women? The old monk sighed, "I've already put it down, but you can't!"
Song Qingshu soon stopped talking, but everyone in the audience understood what he meant. Thinking that master Xuancheng, the first person in Shaolin in 200 years, was compared by him to a little monk who couldn't let go, he showed a smile to watch a good play.
"Young Xia song is very eloquent, but no matter how unreasonable he is, he can't cover up the fact that you helped Li Mochou." See Xuancheng a big bald head rose red, Zhao Minqiang hold back a smile, a word to help way.
"It's true that the princess is right. Song has no hobbies, but he has no resistance to the enchantress. When he sees the enchantress, he can't help but feel pity for the jade," Song Qingshu said with a smile, looking at Zhao min. but the word "enchantress" comes from the princess. It's not convincing. When it comes to the enchantress, who can match the princess? "
Hearing song Qingshu's confession that she likes the enchantress, also known as Zhao Min, Princess Huazheng couldn't help laughing. She leaned over and whispered in Zhao Min's ear. As she spoke, she motioned song Qingshu's direction with her eyes. Zhao Min's pretty face soon turned red and white.
"Eight heroes of Shenjian, shoot them to death." Zhao Min said coldly.
"Yes The eight heroes of Shenjian didn't hesitate to pull the bow and string together. They are all the generation of God shooting. It's no problem that they shoot three arrows at the same time with one bow, and their shooting speed is extremely amazing. After one arrow is shot, the back three arrows have been put on the string, and there is no pause at all.
Although there were only eight people, in the blink of an eye, a shower of arrows poured down in the direction of song Qingshu.
"It's just a little help. Miss Li doesn't have to worry about it." Song Qingshu put down his wine cup, and with a faint smile, he watched Li Mochou closely.With pink face, peach cheeks and straight chest, she is so tall that she must have a pair of straight legs under the loose Taoist robe. She is really a gorgeous beauty. According to the original description, her beauty should be no less than XiaoLongNu. Now, it's true.Being swept by song Qingshu's eyes, Li Mochou felt quite uncomfortable standing there. If an ordinary man looked at her like this, she would have turned over. However, the other side's eyes are warm, and they are more appreciative. What's more, Li Mochou has no choice but to stand there quietly.But over the years, Li Mochou has never been seen by a man like this. His face is inevitably hot and dry, and soon his cheeks are dizzy.After this change, the eyes of the whole inn are focused on Song Qingshu, and people have different expressions.The king of Falun's face changed a little, and he thought to himself that he had to stay away from the top for a while. Unexpectedly, the young man used only one chopstick to blow the Zen stick that weighed dozens of Jin away. His skill and mastery of the accuracy of the power were really shocking.Zhao Min at this time just saw the appearance of song Qingshu, not from a Leng, light Yi a, a face stunned: "how is he?""Minmin, do you know him?" Hua Zheng felt that the young man had a special calmness and calmness. When she heard Zhao Min mumbling to herself, she couldn't help looking at her curiously."It's a recognition," Zhao Min has not recovered from the shock. "It's strange, how does it look so different now?"Song Qingshu used to have the nickname of yumianmengchang. His appearance was naturally romantic, but before he was narrow-minded, his face was always gloomy and rebellious. Today's song Qingshu is becoming more and more powerful, and with Ouyang Feng's words enlightening Shenlong Island, the whole person's temperament has changed dramatically. His spirit is introverted and elegant."Amitabha, who on earth is the benefactor and why do you want to rescue the witch?" Xuancheng is surprised to see that a chopstick of song Qingshu blows away his Zen stick. Before he leaves Shaolin Temple, he doesn't pay attention to anyone except the figure in the Sutra Pavilion.Who knows a small inn, met so many experts. The two wretched old men and the monk with the big wheel, though not as good as themselves, must not be too far apart. But this young man, who is only in his twenties, has an unfathomable feeling sitting there. When is there such a powerful young man in the world?"I'm just a passer-by. I can't bear to see that this girl is going to die on the spot, so I'll help her. I hope you'll forgive me."As soon as people all over the world knew that they had failed to assassinate Kangxi and died, Song Qing knew that his identity was sensitive at this time, so he didn't want to reveal his name.Seeing song Qingshu's hesitation, Xuancheng's face flashed a trace of green spirit. He quickly filtered the list of young experts in the Jianghu, and kept guessing the identity of the man in front of him? Appearance is not suitable for age. South Murong? It seems that the martial arts are not so high. Is that the man?"It turns out that it's Master Zhang of the Ming religion. Why should you cover it up?" Xuancheng can't help sneering.Song Qingshu was dumbfounded and looked at Zhao Min: "even if I want to be the sweetheart of the princess, I'm afraid she won't be happy."Seeing song Qingshu's frivolous words, Zhao Min suddenly raised a trace of anger. With a cold hum, he grabbed the bodyguard's arrow bag and threw a bow and arrow at Song Qingshu.Zhao Min has a noble background and many top martial arts experts have taught her martial arts, so she has a great style. A bow and arrow was thrown by her, which was no less than the arrow shot by the warriors in the army.With song Qingshu's current skill, he naturally didn't care too much. He calmly raised his hand and held the arrow firmly between his fingers. He had such an expression: "master Xuancheng, you can see it, unless Mongolia has the custom of using bows and arrows as hydrangeas."Zhao Min's face was cold, and he was about to attack. Unexpectedly, he suddenly showed a smile, like the beginning of melting ice and snow: "young Xia song, I haven't seen you for a while. I didn't expect that your martial arts are developing so fast. It seems that Wudang's martial arts are really profound."What a great character!Song Qingshu has a bitter smile. For many years, Shaolin and Wudang have been at loggerheads. First, Shaolin Temple thinks that Zhang Sanfeng is a traitor of Shaolin, and Wudang's martial arts are all secretly learned from Shaolin Temple. Of course, Wudang's people are not happy. All the martial arts they have learned are created by Zhang Sanfeng himself; Secondly, the Shaolin Temple forced Zhang Cuishan to death in those years. At the same time, Yu Daiyan's whole body was cut off by Shaolin Temple's unique skill, Vajra finger. Therefore, although the two families are both famous and decent in the Wulin, their relationship has always been very tense.Xuancheng is crazy about martial arts. He has heard that Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang is superb in martial arts. In addition, he is deeply involved in the battle between different schools. He always has the idea of meeting him in Wudang Mountain for a while.Hearing Zhao Min poke the identity of Wudang sect in Song Qingshu, Xuancheng sneered: "it's the disciple and grandson of the Shaolin traitor. No wonder he is so arrogant."As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere in the inn suddenly became tense. Zhao Min didn't expect Xuancheng to be so ruthless. Zhang Sanfeng is highly respected, but he calls him a traitor of Shaolin. Song Qingshu, as a Wudang disciple, will never die when it comes to his ancestor Qingyu.Sure enough, song Qingshu's face changed. Although he has no feelings for Wudang, and he has been expelled from Wudang by Zhang Sanfeng, he has been branded as Wudang. If we allow Shaolin people to insult Zhang Sanfeng and spread it out today, his reputation will be somewhat ugly."Song is not talented. He also knows that Shaolin's martial arts stresses using Buddhism to defuse the anger in martial arts. The higher the Buddhism is, the higher the martial arts are. I'm a Buddhist disciple, but I don't have a heart of compassion. I want to be greedy, angry, and crazy. I'm really ashamed to be an eminent monk of the xuanzi generation. " Song Qingshu's tone was flat. By contrast, the bystanders did feel that the mystery was inferior.Hearing the song as like as two peas, the Xuan Cheng was amazed and wondering how he thought the same thing as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. However, song Qingshu was young, and Xuancheng didn't believe that he really had such insight. When he was just a blind cat and met a dead mouse, he couldn't help humming: "Wudang is known as a noble and decent school, but you are greedy for beauty and save Li Mochou. I can see the style of Wudang sect. "Hearing Xuancheng say this, Xia Qingqing angrily grabs song Qingshu. Li Mochou is embarrassed to stand there, but song Qingshu himself is very calm: "first, song is no longer a Wudang disciple, and the princess Shaomin can testify for me." Then he raised his hand and motioned to Zhao Min, in exchange for a Jiao hum.Song Qingshu didn't like it either, and continued: "second, monk, which eye of yours saw that I saved Taoist priest Li because of my lust for beauty?""Just now, you looked at the whole body of the witch. Everyone in the room saw it." Xuancheng's tone was full of sarcasm."I can testify to this for master Xuancheng," Zhao Minwei patted his hands for fear that the world would not be disorderly. "Young Xia song just looked at Taoist priest Li's eyes, and he just wanted to strip them away..."When it comes to half, Zhao Min deliberately stops talking, but the meaning is self-evident. One side of the xuanming two old see the master speak, is more embellished with, accompanied by wanton obscene laughter.Li Mochou was so angry that he trembled all over. Although he was worried about their martial arts, he could not help but tremble and prepare to fight. At this time, song Qingshu gently pressed her shoulder and shook her head slightly.He has been clean since he wandered in the Jianghu. Let alone contact with a man, it's just that a man looks at her more often. Li Mochou often blinds the other person's eyes. At this time, song Qingshu's hand is on his shoulder, but for the first time, he doesn't get angry. He feels the heat of the palm from his shoulder, and Li Mochou suddenly feels a little shy.Seeing that Li Mochou gradually calmed down, song Qingshu just looked at Xuancheng and said, "I have a story here. The great monk can comment on it."The people in the inn were puzzled, but song Qingshu only said, "once upon a time, an old monk was traveling with a young monk. On the way, he met a river. When he saw a woman trying to cross the river, she didn't dare to cross it. The old monk took the initiative to carry the woman across the river, then put down the woman and went on with the little monk. The little monk could not help muttering all the way: what's the matter with master? How dare you carry a woman across the river? All the way, all the way to think, finally can't help, said: Master, you broke the commandment? What's wrong with women? The old monk sighed, "I've already put it down, but you can't!"Song Qingshu soon stopped talking, but everyone in the audience understood what he meant. Thinking that master Xuancheng, the first person in Shaolin in 200 years, was compared by him to a little monk who couldn't let go, he showed a smile to watch a good play."Young Xia song is very eloquent, but no matter how unreasonable he is, he can't cover up the fact that you helped Li Mochou." See Xuancheng a big bald head rose red, Zhao Minqiang hold back a smile, a word to help way."It's true that the princess is right. Song has no hobbies, but he has no resistance to the enchantress. When he sees the enchantress, he can't help but feel pity for the jade," Song Qingshu said with a smile, looking at Zhao min. but the word "enchantress" comes from the princess. It's not convincing. When it comes to the enchantress, who can match the princess? "Hearing song Qingshu's confession that she likes the enchantress, also known as Zhao Min, Princess Huazheng couldn't help laughing. She leaned over and whispered in Zhao Min's ear. As she spoke, she motioned song Qingshu's direction with her eyes. Zhao Min's pretty face soon turned red and white."Eight heroes of Shenjian, shoot them to death." Zhao Min said coldly."Yes The eight heroes of Shenjian didn't hesitate to pull the bow and string together. They are all the generation of God shooting. It's no problem that they shoot three arrows at the same time with one bow, and their shooting speed is extremely amazing. After one arrow is shot, the back three arrows have been put on the string, and there is no pause at all.Although there were only eight people, in the blink of an eye, a shower of arrows poured down in the direction of song Qingshu.
