Fragrance Stealer

Zhang Wuji possessed the Nine Suns Magic Art, and his internal strength was probably one of the best in the world, and the Great Teleportation of the Universe was the best at stimulating the potential in the human body, so he almost destroyed Song Qingshu with one palm.

Song Qingshu could only feel that the true energy in his body was rushing around, so he had to fight with the opponent with exquisite swordsmanship. However, his wooden sword was often deflected by Zhang Wuji's great teleportation in the middle of the move before he could complete a move. After the trick, Song Qingshu understood that if he continued to fight today, he would only have to hold grudges against Dongfang Bubai on the spot.

Shua Shua Shua swung several swords to force Zhang Wuji back, jumped to Dongfang Bubai's side, and retreated to the edge of the cliff.

Zhang Wuji was not in a hurry to chase after him, he just rushed over slowly: "Why, Brother Song is already desperately preparing to jump off the cliff?"

Song Qingshu knew what was going on in his body, plus Dongfang Bubai was still seriously injured. Said: "How about we jump off the cliff."

"That's fine. I, Dongfang Bubai, have lived my whole life. I would rather let God take this life back than lose my life at the hands of ordinary people." Dongfang Bubai knew that today might not be spared, and the dignity of a hero made her decide without hesitation. Self-destruct.

"That's not necessarily the case." Song Qingshu put his arms around Dongfang Bubai's waist, and held her gently in his arms. "It is said that in the world of martial arts, there is a law that jumping off a cliff will never kill you. We can take a bet."

Zhang Wuji knew that Dongfang Bubai's original martial arts were not inferior to his own, and he had always been a little wary of Dongfang Bubai and Song Qingshu's counterattack. But when he heard Song Qingshu's words, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Senior Brother Song, do you really think that reality is as beautiful as in the Jianghu storybook? Even if there is a deep pool below, any martial arts master who falls from this cliff will become a A puddle of meat."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Song Qingshu looked at him indifferently.

"Jump if you want to, I won't stop you, lest Zhiruo will blame me in the future if you die in my hands, don't worry, I will take care of your wife, and I will help you take good care of Zhiruo." Zhang Wuji Hearing that Song Qingshu had taken Zhou Zhiruo's virginity just now, he had murderous intentions in his heart, but he had some scruples in his heart, he didn't want to do it himself, but he felt that it would be too cheap to let Song Qingshu jump off the cliff to die, so he decided to disgust him before the other party jumped off the cliff , Let out the bad breath in my heart.

Dongfang Bubai frowned when she heard it from the side. From the previous conversation between the two, she roughly understood that they were competing for the same woman, but she never expected that Zhang Wuji, the majestic leader of a sect, would say such a disregard for his status. Could it be that men are so irrational when they are jealous?

"Even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go!" Song Qingshu stood on the edge of the cliff with Dongfang Bubai in his arms, and turned his head to take a deep look at Zhang Wuji.

"This sentence is often said by the weak." Zhang Wuji stood with his hands behind his back and smiled disdainfully.

Song Qingshu ignored him, hugged Dongfang Bubai and jumped down the cliff.Zhang Wuji frowned and ran to the edge of the cliff to have a look. He vaguely saw the figures of the two people falling rapidly, so he was relieved.

"I didn't expect that I would die with you." There was a whistling wind in his ears. Dongfang Bubai was seriously injured and weak. He wrapped his hands around Song Qingshu's neck and pressed his face against Song Qingshu's chest. Although he was about to die, his expression was very different. outside quiet.

"You said that after a hundred years, if someone saw our bones, would they think it was a pair of idiots who died for love?" Song Qingshu pulled out the wooden sword from behind, and while closing his eyes to feel the wind speed, he teased.

Dongfang Bubai was not angry this time, instead he pursed his lips and smiled: "That's not bad... Anyway, I'm going to die soon, I'd better tell you my name, so that someone in this world will know that I once existed..."

"Don't be so busy talking about frustration, hold me tight!" Song Qingshu shot the wooden sword forward, and hit the cliff with all his strength with his palm back, and jumped onto the wooden sword with the help of the counter-shock force. On the ground, Dongfang Bubai in his arms was horrified to find that after a violent swing, the two actually stepped on the wooden sword and flew in the air.

"Flying with the imperial sword? How is it possible..." Dongfang Bubai murmured, his eyes filled with disbelief. It's so big because she saw that Feng Qingyang was opportunistic, but now that Song Qingshu was holding her, the two of them were standing on the wooden sword, although they were a little unstable, but they were actually flying forward.

"It's impossible!" Dongfang Bubai thought he was hallucinating after being seriously injured, so he pinched Song Qingshu's thigh hard.

"Ah~" Song Qingshu grinned his teeth in pain, and the wooden sword seemed to be drunk, and its flying trajectory was crooked. After a while, it finally stabilized. Song Qingshu slapped Dongfang Bubai's buttocks, and said viciously: "Woman , Be quiet, at this time, messing around will kill people."

Chapter 161 Which sect does Bernoulli belong to

Dongfang Bubai was stunned for a moment. Normally, the believers talked to her with great sincerity and fear, and they didn't even dare to lift their heads. Now Song Qingshu gave her a...

But soon the anger in her heart was diluted by the surprise of Yu Jian's flight. She hung her whole body on Song Qingshu's body, with her pair of red phoenix eyes wide open, looking at the blue sky and white clouds like a newborn baby, and the rapidly retreating forest under her feet.Although her qinggong is unparalleled in the world, she can't fly freely in the sky like this.

"If you can take me to touch that piece of cloud, I don't care about your... that kind of behavior just now." Song Qingshu was trying to control the balance between the two when Dongfang Bubai's voice suddenly came from his ears. Looking up, She was pointing at a white cloud not far away with her slender and fair fingers.

"What's so good about a mass of saturated water vapor..." Song Qingshu grumbled, and still flew the wooden sword over there.

"I actually touched the cloud?" When Song Qingshu led her into the cloud, Dongfang Bubai seemed a little unbelievable, his eyes were white, and he reached out to touch it, but couldn't grab anything substantial. It just feels wet, especially illusory and impermanent. "I always thought that the clouds were soft to the touch, like cotton candy..." Thinking of the occasional reverie when looking up at the starry sky, Dongfang Bubai felt that he was so stupid at that time.

Suddenly, he felt a huge movement in his body, and Dongfang Bubai was so frightened that he hooked his hands around Song Qingshu's neck again: "What happened?"

Song Qingshu was dripping with cold sweat, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid we're going to... crash the plane."

As soon as the words fell, the two fell straight down, Song Qingshu only felt that the true energy in his body was intermittent, and his body was also hot and cold, and he was terrified: Could it be that he has gone mad?

Trying his best to control the speed of the descent, he tried his best to start gliding, and wobbled down hundreds of meters. Song Qingshu couldn't control it anymore, and the two fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, after this period of time, Dongfang Bubai has recovered some of his internal strength. At this time, he is not too high from the ground. She noticed that the true energy in Song Qingshu's body was disordered, so she quickly let go of the hands that hooked his neck, and hugged him in the backhand. In my arms, I noticed that there was a pool of water below, and I used my internal strength to keep waving my palms towards the water surface, using the counter-shock force to counteract the falling force of the two of them.

However, the force of the two falling was more than a thousand catties. Feeling the shock force from the water surface, Dongfang Bubai spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and with a bang, the two of them passed out just as they fell into the pool.

Song Qingshu woke up from a coma and found himself lying on the gravel stall. He heard the sound of water nearby and walked over following the sound. He saw Dongfang Bubai sitting on a rock by the bank, lifting the hem of his dress , a pair of crystal clear white legs soaked in water, there was a long and narrow opening on it, blood was constantly oozing, Dongfang Bubai was gently wiping and cleaning the wound around with a handkerchief.

The surface of the water was shimmering, Song Qingshu couldn't see clearly for a moment, but felt that the skin on Dongfang Bubai's calf was more dazzling than the lake surface, it was rare to see her gentle and peaceful appearance now, and he was afraid of alarming her for a while.

Dongfang Bubai quickly noticed his arrival, and naturally put down the hem of his dress, and stood up: "Are you awake?"

"I'm really sorry that you have suffered such skin trauma." Song Qingshu glanced at her calf, apologetic.

"What is this little injury?" Dongfang Bubai shook his head indifferently, "You have given me enough surprises today, why don't you tell me how to fly with the sword." For a moment, Dongfang Bubai became a little crazy about the kind of leisurely way of walking against the wind when people soar in the sky.

"It's okay to tell you, but I'm afraid you won't understand." Song Qing expressed hesitation in his writing.

Dongfang Bubai's face turned cold when he heard the words: "In the world of martial arts talent, even if I don't rank first, I'm still in the top three. Do you think I can't understand?"

"Well then, listen carefully," Song Qingshu explained slowly with a playful look on his face, "When I carry you and fly on the wooden sword, the airflow in the air will bypass the wooden sword's lower surface, and The upper surface moves, the lower surface of the wooden sword is a plane, and the upper surface of the wooden sword is me and you. Just now I deliberately controlled our bodies to maintain a streamlined angle with the sword body, so that the speed of the airflow passing through us is much faster than passing under the wooden sword. The speed of the surface, according to aerodynamics and Bernoulli's theorem, is also the fluid flowing through a certain surface. The faster the speed, the lower the pressure on the surface, so when the air flows through the lower surface of the wooden sword, it has a certain impact on the wooden sword. An upward supporting force, and this force is greater than the downward pressure on the wooden sword when the air flows through the upper surface of the wooden sword, it just offsets our own weight, so we can fly with the sword."

It turned out that when Song Qingshu was on Heimuya, when he flew over the lake, he realized that as long as the speed is enough, the stone can also float on the water surface, so he has been thinking hard about how to use the power of the water to truly cross the river with one reed.

Originally, his thinking had always been in the field of martial arts, and he hoped that he could fully understand the power of water. As a result, the more he thought about it, the more painful his head became. Until one day, a flash of light flashed in his mind, thinking of the principle of flying an airplane in his previous life. His company had done an aircraft project. When he was researching related materials, he did some research, and then he thought of using aerodynamics to solve the problem of Yujian's flight.

"Aerodynamics? Bernoulli's theorem?" Dongfang Bubai frowned, and asked in doubt, "Which sect's martial arts secret book is this, why have I never heard of it?"

"This?" Song Qingshu was stumped all of a sudden, so he had to say, "This is the secret book of the physics school in the far west, and no one in the Central Plains has heard of it."

"Physics school?" Dongfang Bubai fell into deep thought, suddenly raised his head and asked, "According to what you said, is it related to our speed that we can fly?"

"It's a pity that you don't study physics." Song Qingshu forgot to look at her in surprise, and nodded, "Yes, you can simply understand that the greater the speed, the greater the lift that the air will give you."

"Oh~" Dongfang Bubai's eyes were full of excitement, and he looked up at the sky, "Wouldn't it be that as long as my speed is high enough, the lift given to me by the air will be far greater than my own weight, so I can keep going up, so The legendary one who became immortal?"

"You think too much." As a modern person who knows that there is a cold and silent universe outside the earth, Song Qingshu doesn't quite understand why Dongfang Bubai is so interested in things like immortality, "When the speed of flight exceeds the speed of sound, , the air will become viscous, and the Reynolds number must be considered, which is not as simple as I just said...Of course, if your speed can reach the first cosmic speed, it is not impossible to become a fairy and become a fairy, but only in You're burned to ashes by the friction of the air mid-flight."

Dongfang Bubai was confused when he heard that, and said angrily: "Then tell me directly, is it impossible to become a fairy and become a fairy?"

"It's really unlikely." Song Qingshu nodded, showing a regretful expression, "Uh, I think you might as well care about your drenched clothes instead of caring about such illusory things."

Chapter 162

Looking down at the wet clothes, Dongfang Bubai was in a dilemma for a while. Normally, she has profound skills, and there is a protective Qi wall three inches around her body, which can prevent dripping water from getting on her body. After a week, she would naturally be able to steam very dryly, but unfortunately now that her internal energy is exhausted and she is in the wilderness, she doesn't know what to do for a while.

"You'd better take off your clothes and dry them. Now you are seriously injured and have no internal energy to protect your body. If you catch the wind and cold, it may be life-threatening..." Song Qingshu wanted to say more, but Dongfang Bubai was already staring at him coldly: "Do you want Taking advantage of me?"

"Uh, even though I'm a bit of a talkative person sometimes, I'm still a gentleman in my bones. Although I can't be as calm as Liu Xiahui, it's not difficult to send Jingniang away like Zhao Kuangyin. "Song Qingshu said with a serious expression.

Dongfang Bubai kept looking at him, as if he was trying to tell the truth from what he said. As night fell, a gust of cold wind blew by, and both of them shivered uncontrollably.

"If you don't take it off, I will take it off. I'm already too cold." Song Qingshu's teeth were trembling, and while talking, he approached the fire that had already been lit, and took off his clothes that were soaked in the lake water.

Dongfang Bubai frowned, "Turn around!"

"Okay, okay, I'll turn!" Song Qingshu hung his jacket to dry on the rack next to the fire, and of course he took off his trousers without being so thick-skinned.

"If you look back, I will stab you to death." Dongfang Bubai's cold voice came from behind, and Song Qingshu waved his hand to signal that he knew.