Fragrance Stealer

"How can I be so relaxed? Don't you see that my chest is still bleeding?" Song Qingshu pointed to the thick bandage on his chest, said with a grievance on his face, "If I didn't rely on lightness kung fu, I might be the first Zhao died at her gun."

"That shot was really scary," Zhao Min thought deeply of the astonishment of Yang Miaozhen's move at that time, "But you have always emphasized your lightness skill, but in my opinion, your swordsmanship is clearly stronger."

"Really?" Song Qingshu looked strange, "I'd be embarrassed if you praised me like that."

"Hmph, I'm like the kind of person who talks nonsense. Didn't I tell you that Taiji sword is nothing more than that?" Zhao Min snorted, and suddenly fell into memories, "At that time, Zhang Sanfeng's old temporary master of Taijiquan on Wudang Mountain The sword was handed over to Zhang... Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji also used a wooden sword, defeated Ah Da who was holding the Yitian Sword, and even broke his arm."

Thinking of the situation that day, Zhao Min's face was a little ugly, "After we went back, we summoned the masters in the Ruyang Palace to study the Tai Chi Sword carefully. Although the Tai Chi Sword is exquisite, in the final analysis, it is to use our own bluntness to block the enemy's invincibility. Feng. Put yourself in a disadvantageous situation from the very beginning, so it’s okay to bully an enemy whose skill is not as good as yours, but if you meet a master of the same level, hehe, although it’s not easy to lose, it’s not very likely to win.”

"Later on the Spirit Snake Island, Zhang Wuji was helpless when he faced the three envoys of Persia, and on Shaoshi Mountain, he was helpless when he faced Sandu's King Kong Subduing Demon Circle. This is a clear proof."

Hearing Zhao Min's words, Song Qingshu said thoughtfully, "Although I used to be a member of Wudang sect, I have never learned Taiji sword, so I don't know if what you said is right. But as far as I know, Taiji sword Not heavy sword moves, more heavy sword intent. When encountering an opponent who is not as good as oneself, he can often play with the opponent in the applause. But when encountering opponents of the same level or better than himself, it seems that he is indeed a little weak."

Thinking that both Linghu Chong and himself could easily defeat Daoist Chongxu's Taiji swordsmanship, Song Qingshu didn't arrogantly think that the Taiji sword was nothing more than that, but felt that it was because Daoist Chongxu's cultivation was not enough that it was revealed in his swordsmanship. flawed.If Zhang Sanfeng used the Tai Chi sword himself, even if he knew that the center of the most dazzling sword light was a flaw, how would he dare to attack directly at the risk of having his arm broken?

However, if the sword demon Dugu seeks defeat and comes back to life, and meets Zhang Sanfeng, he might break the Tai Chi sword with a single attack, so in the final analysis it depends on the cultivation level of the person using the sword.

Seeing that Song Qingshu agreed with his opinion, Zhao Min couldn't help being a little excited: "It's also a wooden sword, but your swordsmanship gives me a completely different feeling."

"How do you feel?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.

Zhao Min was about to speak, but Mrs. Tang's incomparably charming voice came from outside the door: "Has Mr. Song ever rested?"

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Chapter 327 The Queen of the Golden Kingdom

The two people in the room couldn't help looking at each other, seeing Song Qingshu staring at him, Zhao Min said angrily: "What are you looking for, she is not looking for you, she is looking for me."

"It's so late." Song Qingshu frowned, obviously not sure what Madam Tang's intention was.

"I've made it clear that I'm recommending a pillow mat," Zhao Min sneered, "Such a charming and charming beauty, don't tell me you're not impressed."

"It's one thing to be moved, but it's another thing to be able to do that. This Mrs. Tang has a mysterious identity, and I really don't know what her purpose is." Song Qingshu deliberately lowered his voice.

"Whether your heart is moving or your body is moving, is there a place in your room for me to hide?" Zhao Min looked around, obviously not wanting Mrs. Tang to come in and see herself.

"Are you hiding here?" Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled maliciously, and whispered beside her, "You don't have a hobby of peeping, do you?"

Zhao Min was a little itchy from his breath, subconsciously shrank back, and said angrily: "I just don't want her to misunderstand our relationship."

"Then I just don't let her in." As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingshu raised his head and was about to tell Mrs. Tang that he had fallen asleep.

"Hey!" Zhao Min covered his mouth anxiously, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that Mrs. Tang's identity is mysterious, how can such a good opportunity be missed?"

The cold fingers on the lips were very comfortable, Song Qingshu glanced at it, but was reluctant to speak.

Only then did Zhao Min wake up, her little hands shrank back as if they had been scalded, with an unnatural expression on her face.

"So you want me to sacrifice my appearance to obtain information." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

Zhao Min blushed: "It's not as ugly as what you said, hurry up and say hello to her, she should be getting impatient."

"But there's nothing to hide in this room, except under the bed, if you want to eat ashes, I'll do whatever you want." Song Qingshu shrugged helplessly.

Zhao Min looked around, and it was indeed as Song Qingshu said, and he couldn't help but worry: "Where is it hidden?"

"Hide on the bed, put down the curtain, she won't be able to see." Song Qingshu pointed to the bed not far away.

Zhao Min said angrily, "You want to take advantage of me?"

"When you are seriously injured, how can you stand the toss? I don't have such a strong taste. What's more, I am also injured. Can you be more pure in your thinking." Song Qingshu said speechlessly.

Zhao Min was at a loss for words, looked at the bottom of the bed for a while, and looked at the bed for a while, hesitating.

Song Qingshu smiled, looked outside the door and said loudly: "I have already fallen asleep, I don't know if Madam is visiting late at night, what's the matter?"

Hearing his refusal, Zhao Min glared at him fiercely, his eyes full of warning.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and said softly: "She came so late, do you think she will just leave?"

Sure enough, Mrs. Tang smiled, and continued: "I just thought that I had to use clothes to bind the young master's wound in a hurry, so this time I specially brought a clean bandage to change the dressing for the young master."

What an aboveboard reason, Zhao Min gave a thumbs up in admiration, and hurried to the bed, when Song Qingshu opened the door, she just put down the bed curtain.

"It's so late to trouble Madam to come in person. I'm really sorry...not going." Song Qingshu couldn't help being stunned when he saw Mrs. Tang's appearance in front of him.

Mrs. Tang obviously just took a bath not long ago, her face was still bright red from the steaming heat, her graceful figure was wrapped in a gauze-like dress, her chest was high and her waist was thin, and her plump buttocks were full of green. Song Qingshu, who is used to seeing beautiful women, has to admit that Mrs. Tang is a woman among women.

"I didn't expect see-through costumes to appear in this dynasty." Song Qingshu clicked his tongue. Mrs. Tang's dress is really too thin, and she can vaguely see her close-fitting underwear.

"Aren't you going to invite me in for a sit down?" Mrs. Tang pursed her lips into a smile, and a slight dimple appeared on Edan'er's face.

"Madam, please come in." Song Qingshu came back to his senses and hurriedly welcomed Mrs. Tang in.

"Please, sir, close the door." Mrs. Tang entered the room and looked around for a week, but she didn't see Zhao Min's figure, and she was quite satisfied, as if she casually reminded Song Qingshu.

"What?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. He opened the door on purpose to show that he was upright, and he didn't have any extravagant thoughts. How could he know that Mrs. Tang would be so proactive.

Noticing Song Qingshu's expression, Mrs. Tang lowered her eyelashes and said in a low voice: "Young Master, I don't know. Although the distance between you and me is as bright as the sun and the moon, but the concubine's husband is not in the mansion. If a servant sees us in the same room, It is inevitable that there will be rumors and rumors spread, if my concubine's husband finds out, my concubine..." After speaking, there was a choke in his tone.

Zhao Min, who was hiding on the bed, cursed secretly, this vixen came here to seduce men in the middle of the night, and even said that he was afraid of gossip, it was ridiculous.

Song Qingshu quickly comforted him: "Ma'am, don't cry, it's at Xiaguan."

Looking at the back of Song Qingshu closing the door, Mrs. Tang sighed quietly: "Young Master must think that the concubine is a shameless woman in her heart."

Song Qingshu sneered: "Ma'am, you're worrying too much. My companion is seriously injured, and it's too late for Song to be grateful for Madam's shelter. How could he miss Madam so much?"

Mrs. Tang showed a trace of sadness on her face: "This concubine's face is too charming, coupled with the fact that I don't pay attention to my behavior on weekdays, it is inevitable that there will be rumors spread, and even my husband began to suspect that my concubine is unfaithful to him. This time If it weren't for the young master's kindness in saving my life, I wouldn't let you live in the backyard."

Hearing her sincere words, Song Qingshu was confused for a while, could it be that he really misunderstood this woman?Since she carries a chastity guard with her,

But it's really hard for people not to misunderstand her gestures, especially at such a late hour and wearing such see through clothes to come to a strange man's room, isn't it a seduction?

Song Qingshu thought about it, and thought that everyone loves beauty. Those urban beauties who wore short skirts in the previous life may not all be the same. Mrs. Tang dressed like this, maybe it's just her own taste and hobbies that are different...

"Your husband has been fighting abroad all year round, and you are separated in two places. Misunderstandings are inevitable. The one who cleans himself will clear up. Madam don't need to worry too much. Of course, if you can let your husband return to Madam's side, all these misunderstandings will naturally melt away." Song Qingshu took the opportunity to write The topic turned to the Jiedu envoy of the Chongyi Army to see if he could find out anything.

"The front line is tight now, how can he come back so easily." Mrs. Tang obviously didn't want to talk about this issue, and she looked like she was not interested.

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he thought to himself why he should be so insincere, just ask her directly, anyone will be surprised to see Mrs. Tang showing power that does not match her identity, let alone the intimacy shown by Mrs. Tang, Pretending that she had no intention of asking should not arouse her vigilance.

"Ma'am, there is one thing I don't understand. I don't know whether to ask or not." Song Qingshu said lightly, he still couldn't do it by using a woman's feelings to deceive the other party, so he gave up the idea of ​​discussing with Zhao Min.

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Zhao Min on the bed was startled, secretly complaining that Song Qingshu was too adventurous, and quickly pricked up his ears to listen.

"My concubine has nothing to repay you for your great kindness. How could you hide it from me? Just ask me what you have, and I will tell you everything I know." Mrs. Tang replied.