Fragrance Stealer

"Didn't I carry you out of the inn just now? Anyway, I can't accept kisses anymore, so why bother?" Song Qingshu didn't care about Zhao Min's protest. Hold her up.

Surrounded by a masculine breath, Zhao Min felt her hairs stand on end. She struggled a few times, but it didn't work at all. Instead, it was the contact and friction with Song Qingshu's body that made her blush and quickly calmed down.

Song Qingshu only felt that the beautiful woman in his hand was soft and boneless, and couldn't help but wondered: "The princess was born in the grassland, and has a graceful and graceful figure. I didn't expect to be as light and light as a Jiangnan woman."

"Have you hugged many Jiangnan girls?" As soon as the words fell, Zhao Min secretly regretted that this kind of conversation was too much like a lover's conversation.

No matter how thick-skinned Song Qingshu was, he couldn't brag about how he was with other women in front of women, so he smiled awkwardly.

The two fell into silence. Zhao Min accidentally saw Song Qingshu's toes pointing to the ground, and the two of them moved tens of feet. They couldn't help but turn pale and said, "You lightness..."

"Why, it's not bad." Song Qingshu looked down at her and smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

Zhao Min avoided his gaze, with a rather complicated look on his face, and murmured: "Not only is it good, I have seen quite a few masters. In terms of lightness skills alone, the most brilliant ones are Qingyi Bat King Wei Yixiao and Zhang Yixiao. ... Zhang Wuji, although Wei Yixiao is fast enough, his internal strength is weak, so he cannot last long; Zhang...Zhang's lightness kung fu is also very good, but he wins because of the continuous internal force of the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu, and he relies on endurance to win."

"Not only are you fast enough, but you also have a long breath and strong internal strength. After running a long distance, they should be inferior to you." After Zhao Min finished speaking, he was filled with emotion, saying that a man should be treated with admiration for three days, and Song Qingshu perfectly interpreted it this sentence.

"Being able to beat Zhang Wuji once in the mouth of the princess is really worthy of the hardships of the past." Song Qing wrote in a colorful way, thinking that in the past, he was the existence of chatting and laughing with Dongfang Bubai's level of qinggong masters, which shocked a person What's wrong with the little girl.

Zhao Min's expression darkened, and he didn't have the mood to answer any more. In addition, his body was weak after the serious injury, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

As night fell gradually, feeling Zhao Min's body trembling in his arms in his sleep, Song Qingshu soon realized that he was running too fast, caused by the oncoming cold wind, and quickly infused a burst of true energy into Zhao Min's body .Dazedly aware of a warm current entering her body, Zhao Min let out a sweet hum from comfort.

When Zhao Min woke up and found herself sleeping next to a fire, her first reaction was to lower her head to check her clothes, and only when she confirmed that they were intact did she let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Song Qingshu's coat was on the ground, Zhao Min was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to be so considerate.

"Don't be moved. If the wind and cold entered your body at this time and you died, and no one fulfilled the conditions you promised me, wouldn't it be a big loss for me?" Song Qingshu, who was sitting not far away, could sense everything even though his eyes were closed.

"Being passionate." Zhao Min snorted, but didn't say any other harsh words. He supported the ground with his hands and struggled to sit up. He accidentally affected the injury on his back, and couldn't help moaning as he frowned.

"How are you?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes, and was about to get up and go over to have a look, but immediately realized that the other party might not appreciate it, so he still didn't get up.

"Where are we now?" Zhao Min looked around, the two of them were in a forest, and everywhere was pitch black, thinking that there were only two people, a man and a widow, subconsciously afraid.

"It's only twenty or thirty miles away from the closed city. I saw that it was getting late, and the city gate must have been closed. To avoid unnecessary trouble, I didn't continue on my way." Song Qingshu said.

Zhao Min covered his chest and looked at him suspiciously: "Can a mere city wall stop you?"

"Of course I'm fine, but I'm afraid your injury can't help bumping up and down." Song Qingshu hesitated and explained.

Zhao Min's lips parted slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end, but there was still a warm feeling in his heart.

"Let's go into the city at dawn tomorrow, but your appearance is a problem. Even a fool can see that you are disguised as a man, and you are so handsome. I am worried that the soldiers guarding the gate will have evil thoughts about you." Song Qingshu said Quite schadenfreude.

"At that time, whoever dares to be unreasonable to me, you will kill him for me." Zhao Min's pretty face turned cold, and she didn't care about the lives of these ordinary people at all.Song Qingshu shook his head: "Unless necessary, I will not kill people."

"Then what did Wudang Mo Qixia say before?" Zhao Min sneered, the reason why she hated Song Qingshu so much was largely because Song Qingshu killed Mo Shenggu back then, causing her and Zhang Wuji to be misunderstood by Song Yuanqiao and the others.

Song Qingshu was silent for a while, before he opened his mouth and said: "It is precisely because of the horrific mistakes I made in the past that I learned from the pain and made an oath not to kill casually. Didn't you see that the swords I use are all wooden swords?"

Hearing what he said, most of Zhao Min's dislike towards him disappeared, instead, he felt a tinge of admiration from the bottom of his heart: "Knowing your mistakes can make you better, I am very curious now, what kind of encounters can make you reborn from Nirvana, reborn, It's like a different person."

"When your meridians are cut off, all your relatives and lovers in the world have left you, and there is no hope for the future, it is difficult for you to remain unchanged." Song Qingshu's voice was extremely cold when he thought of the despair on Mount Shaoshi just after he traveled to this world.

Although Song Qingshu didn't go into details, Zhao Min could still imagine the hardships he encountered in the rivers and lakes, and couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity that Brother Wuji couldn't save you at the beginning, otherwise you wouldn't have to suffer so much later."

"Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu sneered.

"I know that because of Zhou Zhiruo's affairs, you have always hated him. But at the beginning, he wanted to save you regardless of the grievances between you. It's fine if you don't appreciate him. Why do you want to blame him?" Strong hostility, although Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji fell out temporarily, but still a little unhappy.

"He rescued him?" Song Qingshu snorted, but he didn't bother to speak ill of Zhang Wuji in front of Zhao Min, so he didn't tell her the truth. one day."

Zhao Min wanted to say something, but recalled something, and suddenly became silent.She is an extremely smart person, and she felt upset after a short while. When she touched some key issues, she subconsciously diverted her attention and didn't want to think about it.

Thinking of Song Qingshu's mention of the wooden sword just now, recalling the elegance of Song Qingshu's sword in the inn, he couldn't help but look at him curiously: "Can your wooden sword really hurt people?"

"The key to injuring the enemy depends on the person holding the sword, not the sword itself." Song Qingshu said lightly.

"Can I have a look at your wooden sword?" Zhao Min asked softly, unable to hide his curiosity.

"Then can I have a look at your bellyband?" Song Qingshu asked back.

"You!" Zhao Min's face turned red all of a sudden, his almond eyes widened, and he glared at Song Qingshu, "What do you mean!"

"It's nothing interesting. It's just people in the Jianghu. Unique weapons are related to your wealth and life. How can you show them easily? It's like your daughter's bellyband is generally not shown to others." Song Qingshu explained.

"Pretentious words." Zhao Min snorted unhappily, "I'm afraid you found a blacksmith to make a sword, then painted a layer of wooden lacquer on the door, and then announced that you used a wooden sword, bragging about it, it's better not Face."

Seeing that although Zhao Min's cheeks were lacking in blood due to serious injuries, but at this time his expression was full of hope and beauty, and he looked extremely charming under the light of the fire, Song Qingshu sighed: "The princess just wants to see my sword, why bother to say something like this on purpose?" Excite me."

As soon as the words were finished, he stretched out his hand and waved, a wooden sword flew slowly from his sleeve, and stuck it on the ground in front of Zhao Min's eyes.

Zhao Min secretly praised his exquisite control of strength, quickly stretched out his hand, and carefully touched the wooden sword blade. Under the reflection of the fire, his slender fingers seemed white and crystal clear, as if they were transparent.

Seeing Zhao Min's delicate and naive appearance as if facing an enemy, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing and said: "Don't worry, it's a wooden sword, even if you wipe your neck with it, it won't scratch a layer of skin."

Zhao Min blushed, and grabbed the wooden sword: "I'm not that stupid." His fingertips brushed the sword lightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "It really is a wooden sword."

Song Qingshu spread his hands: "Now I believe it, pay me back soon."

"No!" Zhao Min subconsciously put the wooden sword behind her back, wrinkled her nose, "Tell me how an ordinary wooden sword can hurt people first?"

The longing in her voice couldn't be concealed. She grew up among masters, and Zhao Min had never seen any kind of martial arts before, but Song Qingshu's wooden sword made her feel refreshed.

"At the beginning when you mobilized the army and planned to wash Wudang Mountain with blood, it's not that you haven't seen Zhang Wuji use a wooden sword." Song Qingshu said speechlessly.

"He is not relying on the advantage of the deep inner strength of the Nine Suns Divine Art, and Zhang Sanfeng's immortal Taiji sword, in my opinion, is nothing more than that." Zhao Min just finished cursing, and suddenly thought that the person in front of him was also a member of the Wudang sect, and couldn't help but feel guilty. Tongue out.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I have already been expelled from Wudang," Song Qingshu smiled knowingly when he saw her sudden charming expression, "Why do you think Tai Chi Sword is nothing more than that?"

Just as Zhao Min was about to speak, he suddenly noticed that Song Qingshu's expression changed, he was staring at the road not far away, and said in a deep voice, "Someone is coming in this direction, and there are quite a few of them."

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Chapter 317

Zhao Min's face was filled with joy, as if his subordinates had come all the way, but he soon realized that after seeing Song Qingshu's ghostly and unpredictable lightness kung fu, it was impossible for Jinlun Fawang and the others to catch up so quickly.

Although he knew intellectually that it was impossible, but he still had the idea of ​​what to do in his heart, and Zhao Min became worried about gain and loss, looking nervously at where he came from.

Not long after, a look of disappointment appeared on Zhao Min's face. What appeared in front of him was a luxurious carriage, guarded by a dozen knights, with piercing eyes and a sturdy face. He looked like a master at first glance.

"Who~ who is in front!" When one of them pulled the rein, he stopped and looked at the two of them vigilantly.

Zhao Min's expression changed suddenly, and he found that the pedestrians were all dressed in Jin Kingdom costumes.Now the enmity between Jin Guo and Mongolia is as deep as sea, if they find out their identity, what a miserable end it will be, and I shudder when I think about it, if that's the case, it's better to continue to fall into Song Qingshu's hands.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Min found that Song Qingshu, whom Zhao Min had always hated, looked much more pleasing to the eye.