Fragrance Stealer

Although Yue Buqun himself was not afraid of any Chilian fairies, Li Mochou made the world frightened not only by his martial arts, but also by the hidden weapon that could seal his throat with blood - the ice soul silver needle.

With so many people in Huashan and his party, it would be very difficult for Yue Buqun to keep his disciples safe in a real fight. If Li Mochou was to kill and shoot the ice soul silver needles in a rain of flowers, at least half of Huashan's disciples would die on the spot, so Yue Buqun Of course I would like to say thank you when I am not happy.

"I've heard for a long time that Master Yue of Huashan is a gentleman, and seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation." Li Mochou nodded slightly, "Today, for the sake of Master Yue, let's just let this matter go."

Li Mochou sat down leisurely, the things on the table had already been tidied up by the shrewd Xiao Er, and a pot of good tea was served to her.

"Thank you, Fairy." Seeing that Li Mochou didn't intend to pursue further, Yue Buqun heaved a sigh of relief, and when he sat down, he looked at Lin Pingzhi thoughtfully. I have never seen it before, but there is still a shadow of Huashan swordsmanship...

Yue Buqun had always had a deep temper, even though he was full of doubts in his heart, he remained calm on the surface.

Lin Pingzhi was startled, he just resorted to the sword technique taught to me by Brother Song in a hurry, I don't know if Master and the old man noticed it?

The time was so short just now, and he stabbed the air again with his sword, they probably didn't notice...Lin Pingzhi comforted himself.

Privately learning martial arts from other schools is a taboo in the martial arts world, but Lin Pingzhi naturally can't control so much in order to avenge his parents.

His temperament is somewhat similar to that of Yue Buqun, and he has also experienced the evil sword manual, so he naturally understands the truth of the crime of Huai Bi. The sword skills Song Qingshu taught him are more exquisite than all the sword skills he has seen before. How dare he make it public, he can only learn and practice hard in secret, so that no one else in the Huashan School knows his swordsmanship.

On the other side, when Li Mochou was tasting tea, she was secretly amazed: I really underestimated the Huashan School before, even a random disciple of the sect has such exquisite swordsmanship, isn't Yue Buqun's swordsmanship even better?

Just now, Lin Pingzhi's exquisite swordsmanship and Yue Buqun's deep inner strength left a deep impression on her, and she couldn't help feeling jealous.

It's a pity that Li Mochou never expected that Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship was not learned from the Huashan School at all. In terms of swordsmanship, the current Yue Buqun may not be able to match him. Lin Pingzhi lacks nothing but It's just the enemy's experience and heat.

Several parties involved were full of worries. After a short period of silence in the inn, the previous noise gradually resumed.

"Hey, have you seen enough?" Mu Wanqing came back to her senses, and found that the man opposite was still staring at Li Mochou, she couldn't help saying angrily.

"The future is long, I've seen enough today." Song Qingshu also came back to his senses and said with a slight smile.

Mu Wanqing hurriedly moved her head towards her, and said in a low voice, "Are you looking for death? If she hears about it, you won't even know how you died."

Although Mu Wanqing also killed people with poisoned arrows at every turn, her reputation was far worse than Li Mochou's. For some reason, she didn't want the man across from her to be shot to death with a single shot.

A smile appeared on the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth: "It turns out that the girl cares about me."

Mu Wanqing's face turned cold, and she raised the sleeve arrow on her arm: "If you talk nonsense again, I will shoot you to death with one arrow."

"The girl is obviously kind-hearted, why does she have to look fierce all day long." Thinking of Mu Wanqing's experience, Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Whoosh!

Glancing at the trembling sleeve arrows on the table in front of him, Song Qingshu suddenly went dumb, what a tsundere little girl.

"My girl's patience has a limit." Mu Wanqing said coldly, "If I didn't have something to ask you, this arrow would have gone straight to you."

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Thank you for not killing me, girl. If you want to ask anything, just ask."

Mu Wanqing gave him a strange look, the other person's eyes were like the vast sea, full of calmness, and his voice was also very calm, as if he didn't care about life and death at all.

"Is he some hidden master?"

Mu Wanqing quickly refuted this conjecture, if he was really a master, it is impossible for him to not move at all when facing the arrow he shot just now.

"Hmph, I don't know which dude came out to play in the mountains and rivers. Before I could react, I was scared stupid."

Thinking of this in her heart, a slight smile appeared on Mu Wanqing's lips, as if the ice and snow had just melted, and Song Qingshu on the opposite side was stunned.

Noticing the other party's reaction, Mu Wanqing blushed slightly and glared at him: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at the girl, the girl looks so pretty when she smiles." Song Qingshu replied naturally.

"If you look at me again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!" Mu Wanqing immediately put away her smile and said angrily.

"The girl told me not to watch it, so I won't watch it." Song Qingshu raised his hands, looking tired and lazy.

Mu Wanqing frowned slightly, feeling strange in her heart, usually when she saw this kind of disciples, she would have killed them one at a time, but today she didn't know why, she couldn't bring up the murderous intention.

"Didn't the girl want to ask a question?" Seeing that Mu Wanqing suddenly fell into deep thought and stopped talking, Song Qingshu became even more curious about what she wanted to ask.

Mu Wanqing woke up all of a sudden, and asked hesitantly, "Since you are half a local, you should know where the Golden Snake Camp is?"

In fact, most of the people in the restaurant were very concerned about what question Mu Wanqing wanted to ask, and she didn't deliberately lower her voice when she asked, so most of the people present could hear it. His face also became weird.

Even Li Mochou, who was sitting nearby, moved her ears, obviously curious why this stunning girl asked about the Golden Snake Camp.

Chapter 551 Dress Up as a Tiger and Eat a Pig

Mu Wanqing didn't expect that the whole audience fell silent as soon as she said the words, and she couldn't help raising the sleeve arrow on her wrist with a guilty conscience: "What are you looking at, and then be careful, I'm impolite."

Threatened by her, the people around quickly turned their heads to continue chatting, but everyone's ears were pricked up, obviously listening to what she would ask next.

"Why did the girl ask Golden Snake Camp?" Hearing her question, Song Qingshu was slightly taken aback, and was not in a hurry to answer, so he picked up a glass of wine and took a sip in his spare time.

"What do you care about me?" Mu Wanqing glared at him impatiently, "Do you really know?"

"That depends on what the girl's purpose in looking for the Golden Snake Camp is. If she's looking for revenge, then I don't know. If the girl is visiting friends, I know a thing or two." Song Qingshu didn't hesitate. replied.

"What a mess, is there a difference?" Mu Wanqing frowned.

"Of course there is a difference," Song Qingshu smiled slightly, "Now the Golden Snake Camp is in full swing, and the new Golden Snake King Song Qingshu is even more graceful, handsome, and suave... At the same time, he is also supernatural, calling the wind and rain, and taking people's chastity thousands of miles away, Ah bah bah bah, this one doesn't count... If the girl is looking for revenge, she will never return, and I don't want to see such a beautiful woman disappear, so of course I don't know."

Song Qingshu boasted about himself in front of everyone, he had no sense of shame, since he was wearing a mask anyway, no one could recognize him.

He didn't feel anything himself, but instead made the other people in the field extremely cold, everyone cursed inwardly, bah!I have never seen such a shameless and flattering person. If this kind of scholar becomes an official, he must be a flatterer.

If it was someone else who was praising someone else, someone in the venue would have gotten angry and taught this sycophant a lesson, but his sycophant just praised Song Qingshu, who has been in full swing recently, and a group of people would not dare to take the risk of offending the Golden Snake Camp Come out and teach him a lesson.

"He... he's not as good as you said." Hearing the man on the other side praised Song Qingshu, although Mu Wanqing frowned, she didn't know why, but she was actually happy in her heart.Unknowingly, thinking of all the things the two got along with in the past, I couldn't help but feel a little crazy for a while.

Mu Wanqing was originally a rare beauty in the world, but now with a trace of shame on her face, she was even more charming, even Song Qingshu was lost for a moment, let alone the other men in the field.

"I've heard that Song Qingshu is very romantic and surrounded by peerless beauties. I didn't believe it before, but now there is such a beautiful little lady running all the way to find him."

"Hey, if I can sleep with such a beauty in my arms for one night, it will be worth losing ten years of life."

"Hey, don't even weigh yourself, how dare you rob a woman from the Golden Snake King."

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A group of men were yelling in their hearts, and acquaintances could even communicate with each other with their eyes.

"What a peerless beauty!"

Li Mochou glanced at this side intentionally or unintentionally, and couldn't help feeling deeply moved in her heart.She is very clear about Mu Wanqing's expression, when she was such a shameless girl...

"Xiao Linzi, you are not allowed to look at her!" Yue Lingshan's unhappy voice suddenly sounded from the other side.