Fragrance Stealer

With a move of the green dragon to absorb water, Song Qingshu sucked a torch on the ground into his hand, stretched it forward to illuminate the road, and held Su Quan with the other arm, looking for Ouyang Feng.

Perhaps because he was too worried, Su Quan didn't notice that his breasts were just on top of Song Qingshu's elbows.Feeling the soft touch, Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. He didn't want to take advantage of Su Quan like this, but he knew that if he reminded her, the other party might be embarrassed, so he could only be happy and entangled. This sweet little episode eased his heart. The last trace of anxiety.

When the two came to the hall just now, Ouyang Feng was still standing upside down on the stone platform in that weird posture, Song Qingshu wanted to help him, so he planned to go there and talk.

Hearing his thoughts, Su Quan would follow whatever he said: "Don't forget, I am the wife of the leader of the Dragon Sect, and I will have a way to deal with the snake in that passage later."

Song Qingshu thought about it, so he decided to take her with him.First, he waved his palm and hit the surrounding walls, feeling the wind of his palm, and all the remaining hidden weapons were shot out.

"I don't believe that you can automatically refill ammunition." Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully. He had come into contact with some ancient tomb materials in his previous life, and knew that this kind of mechanism is one-off in the final analysis. Even if someone reloads it, it will not be possible in a short time.If these organs existed in ancient tombs hundreds of thousands of years ago, it would be no big deal.Hundreds of years are enough to corrode the springs of these organs.

Protecting Su Quan to the narrow tunnel full of snakes, Song Qingshu turned around and asked, "Could it be that you also understand Ouyang Feng's method of controlling snakes?"

Chapter 281 It's A Thing

Su Quan pursed his lips and smiled, and the whole room was full of spring. No one would notice the residual panic on his face, "I don't know how to control snakes like Ouyang Feng, but I have this."

After speaking, he took out a sachet from his bosom, Song Qingshu subconsciously put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. The fragrance of the woman's body could not conceal the strange smell: "What's inside?"

Su Quan's face turned red, and he quickly snatched it away, opened the sachet, poured out some powder and put it on Song Qingshu's body: "This is realgar powder. There are poisonous snakes everywhere on Shenlong Island. The people in the sect rely on this for self-defense."

"Why did I forget this?" Song Qingshu was overjoyed, thinking about those greasy and poisonous long worms made him sick, so it would be better if he didn't touch them.

The two walked towards Ouyang Feng step by step. Su Quan sprinkled realgar powder in front of him as he walked. The entangled poisonous snakes shrank towards the corner of the wall as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying, and soon a blank road was formed in front of them. .

Sensing their approach, Ouyang Feng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at them vigilantly. He is now reaching a critical moment in his skills to force poison. If Song Qingshu came to him, it would be a piece of cake to take his life.

Although Ouyang Feng's mind was chaotic, his instinctive reaction to danger was still there, and soon there were big drops of sweat on his forehead.

"Ouyang Feng, you don't have to worry. I have absolutely no intention of harming you. I am here this time to help you get rid of the poison."

Noticing Ouyang Feng's abnormality, Song Qingshu hastily clarified, lest he would become a victim instead of saving someone.

"Ouyang Feng?"

Ouyang Feng was using his whole body's strength to force the poison, and with the handstand posture, the blood rushed straight to his forehead, his usual chaotic mind suddenly became clear, and when he heard Song Qingshu call his name, Ouyang Feng's heart moved, and he felt regained I picked up something important to me, and was about to think about it, when suddenly I had a splitting headache.

Hearing Ouyang Feng's scream, his whole body trembled. Song Qingshu was startled. Could it be that his sudden appearance scared him into a trance?

Before he had time to think about it, he quickly came to Ouyang Feng and sealed several big acupuncture points on his body.

"what?"

Sensing that his own strength was like defeating Xu, Song Qingshu reacted. Ouyang Feng practiced the "Nine Yin Manual" processed by Huang Rong, and his meridians had already been reversed.

"Do you have any antidote on your body?" Song Qingshu looked at Su Quan anxiously.

"Yes, there are, but none of them can cure the poison of the colorful dragon." Su Quan said hesitantly.

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor, bring it quickly." Song Qingshu spread his hands, took a few pills from Su Quan, and stuffed them into Ouyang Feng's mouth.

Song Qingshu urged the zhenqi in his body to run according to the "Shenzhaojing", and the strength in his hands became warm and warm, helping Ouyang Feng digest the medicine.

Su Quan looked at the smoke above the two people's heads and knew that their luck was at a critical juncture. He was worried that Song Qingshu would not be able to save Ouyang Feng, and also worried that Ouyang Feng would recover and plot against Song Qingshu. Hidden weapons are on guard.

"Wow!"

After a long time, Ouyang Feng spit out a mouthful? A mouthful of black blood, as thick as ink, with an extremely stench.

"What a powerful poisonous snake!" Ouyang Feng slowly opened his eyes and said wearily.

"Of course, the five-colored dragon is the treasure of my dragon sect." Although Su Quan is in a delicate situation in the sect, he is still somewhat complacent about the power of the five-colored dragon.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for the fact that the old man didn't bring any elixir with him, this mere poison would be of no use to me." Ouyang Feng snorted disdainfully.

Back then Ouyang Feng became known as Western Poison, he was not only good at inflicting poison, but also good at detoxification, but detoxification often needs to be combined with certain drugs to get twice the result with half the effort, only relying on internal strength to detoxify, the effect is really limited.If Ouyang Feng hadn't been exposed to poisons for a long time, his body already had a certain degree of resistance to poison, plus his toad kung fu and Nine Yin of Adverse Luck were both good at detoxifying. If he was poisoned by the colorful dragon, no matter how powerful his kung fu was, he would only die share.

But the colorful dragon is not an ordinary thing after all, with the ability of western poison, it can only barely control the poison in the body, and it is a bit powerless to force the poisonous blood out of the body.Fortunately, Song Qingshu hit him right, and gave him a lot of antidote. Although the medicine was not right for the disease, but with the ability of western poison, he was able to cleverly use the principle of mutual restraint of the medicine's properties, gain a respite, and finally force the toxin out with all his might.

"Don't be so busy, old poison, we have all been plotted against, and now the exit is blocked by a stone gate of tens of thousands of catties, I need your help."

Hearing the words "old poison", a trace of anger flashed in Ouyang Feng's eyes, but he quickly covered it up and snorted coldly: "I heard that there was a broken dragon stone in Lin Chaoying's tomb of the living dead, which weighed tens of thousands of catties. , even if Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying can't open it, I'm afraid you and I don't have that ability either."

"Those two Aojiao martial arts are high, but their brains are not good. The stone gate is only tens of thousands of catties. I have at least two ways to get out." Song Qingshu said lightly, as if it was not difficult.

Su Quan on the side glanced at him in amazement, wondering if Song Qingshu was bluffing Ouyang Feng, but thinking of how panicked he was when he was in a desperate situation just now, the other party was so calm and flattered by Su Quanyan's flattering temperament. , I can't help being a little embarrassed.

"What's the way, let me tell you." Ouyang Feng was lured into the ancient tomb by Li Mochou, and fought a battle with her master. Although he seriously injured the other party, he was worried that the ancient tomb sect would die with the broken dragon stone. Taking advantage of the situation and retreating, he was naturally interested when he heard that Song Qingshu had a way to deal with Broken Dragon Stone.

"It's just..." Song Qingshu just opened his mouth, suddenly he let out a cry of surprise, and looked up at Ouyang Feng carefully.

Ouyang Feng sat cross-legged on the ground. Although his clothes were still torn and his hair was messy, he no longer had the sloppy feeling of before.Sitting there casually, he has the demeanor of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi's master.

A strange look flashed in his eyes, and Song Qingshu asked in surprise: "The old man has regained his senses?" Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Su Quan was startled, and his hand holding the hidden weapon tightened.

Ouyang Feng casually glanced at Su Quan, Su Quan immediately felt like a thunderbolt all over his body, the pressure made Su Quan unable to bear to release his hidden weapon to fight to the death.

Sensing the abnormality of the two, Song Qingshu took a light step and stepped between the two. Su Quan immediately felt that the pressure disappeared without a trace.

Ouyang Feng looked away, and smiled, "Why don't you call me old poison?"

"This nickname is only qualified to be called by the old man's best friend for life. How dare I be abrupt." Song Qingshu changed his words without any ambiguity.

"Old beggar..." Ouyang Feng fell into a tinge of nostalgia, but quickly recovered, and snorted coldly, "Your boy's martial arts are not weaker than the five masters of the past, why bother to demean himself and call himself a junior."

Song Qingshu sneered, thinking that it's because he couldn't figure out your temperament, and if he didn't agree with each other and started fighting again, although he wasn't afraid, it would be too wronged.

Ouyang Feng has been in a daze for more than ten years. Now that the Lingtai is clear, he can't help being in a good mood. Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't speak, he became interested for a while, and continued: "Although the old man's head was not bright before, but some things can be seen in his eyes, but he still remembers them. .”

"The younger generation, who can be called the ultimate masters, are originally Xiao Feng from the Liao Kingdom and Zhang Wuji from the Mingjiao. In recent years, you boy have risen to the top, but the people who were defeated by you before, except for one monk Fangzheng, the rest are considered. You are not a master, I thought your so-called 'No. [-] Manchu Master' was just a vain name, but I didn't expect that in these two fights, your martial arts are not inferior to this old man."

Strictly speaking, Ouyang Feng was a little bit disadvantaged in these two fights, but Ouyang Feng recovered his sanity, and his old arrogance naturally recovered. Naturally, his ability is not comparable to that of the insane period. He can agree that Song Qingshu is not inferior to him. High evaluation too.

Su Quan on the one side was a little dissatisfied. Although she and Hong An were in harmony with each other, but the majestic Shenlong leader, who has been powerful in Liaodong for decades, how could Ouyang Feng not even be considered a master? But after thinking about it, her husband in name and Compared with the two people in front of them, the gap in martial arts is indeed a bit big, so I can't help feeling a little discouraged.

"Mr. Ouyang praised me absurdly. Before the martial arts competition, the seniors fought by instinct. At most, they could display seven or eight levels of strength, and they couldn't beat the seniors, let alone now." The image of Ouyang Feng's martial idiot was too deep in Song Qingshu's mind. He didn't want to bring up the idea of ​​a martial arts competition again, so he had to admit defeat first.

"You have too many scruples and entanglements in your heart. It has to be said that it is a miracle that you can practice martial arts to this level." Ouyang Feng could guess the whole thing in Song Qingshu's mind, and he couldn't help frowning and said, "Do you think I was just now?" Complimenting you?"

"Huh?" Song Qingshu couldn't help being a little speechless.

"As a top expert, you don't have the arrogance of a top player. You are too concerned about the gains and losses in your heart, so you can't help but appear a bit wretched when you speak and act." Ouyang Feng said with some contempt.

"Isn't it?" Song Qingshu said depressingly.

"You and I are obviously equal in martial arts, but you have a lot of worries when you speak. You are afraid of offending the old man even a little bit. I really don't know what you are afraid of?" Ouyang Feng gave him a blank look.

"Now that we are in a desperate situation, am I worried that I will accidentally offend Mr. Ouyang and cause an unnecessary fight." Song Qingshu defended his face when he said that he couldn't hold back.