Fragrance Stealer

Song Qingshu knew that this was a hallucination after she was injured, and hastily sealed the acupuncture points around her wound: "Miss Nanxian, you must not use luck to heal your injuries, lest the sword energy damage your foundation, I will pull out the sword energy for you. "

"Many...thanks..." Yelu Nanxian's beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. I don't know if it was too much pain or sad, and his father used himself as a shield.

Song Qingshu hastily injected a ray of true energy into her body, controlled the ray of sword energy, and prevented it from causing trouble in Yelu Nanxian's body, but it took time to dissolve it.

Fortunately, Song Qingshu sensed something was wrong just at the critical moment, and not only withdrew most of his strength but also avoided the vital point. At this time, Yelu Nanxian might have passed away.

Although she is seriously injured now, as long as Song Qingshu gets rid of the sword energy and takes good care of her, her life will not be in danger.

Just as the injury in her body was under control, Tian Guinong who was not far away suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and Cheng Yaojia who was next to him was so startled that he yelled: "Song... this person, this person..."

Song Qingshu held Yelu Nanxian in his arms, and appeared next to Tian Guinong as soon as he took a step. Seeing his angry look, he couldn't help being surprised. He was punched by Yelu Yixin earlier, although he was hit in the back of the heart , but it should not be life-threatening, so Yelu Nanxian was saved first, but why is it like this now?

Seeing the pool of black blood on the ground, Song Qingshu's expression changed, and he hurriedly tore off the clothes on Tian Guinong's back, and found a purple fist mark there.

"Toxic!" Song Qingshu's face finally changed, and he could smell the disgusting smell of poisonous blood from such a distance, obviously the toxicity was extremely overbearing.

Stretching out his hand to feel his pulse, Song Qingshu's face sank immediately, and he could only send true energy into his body as humanly possible.

"Master Song, am I hopeless?" Seeing his expression, Tian Guinong sighed.

Song Qingshu was silent for a moment, and finally said the truth: "The poisonous gas attacks the heart, even if Daluo Jinxian comes, he can't save him."

"Hey, I still don't have that fate after all." Tian Guinong smiled wryly, "Sir, don't waste your energy anymore, I have something to say to you." After speaking, he glanced at Cheng Yaojia and his wife.

The husband was injured because of this person, Cheng Yaojia gave him an angry look, but it was really inconvenient for him to eavesdrop on his last words, so he helped her husband and walked to the side.

Song Qingshu didn't take back his true anger: "You agreed, my cultivation can hold up." Although Tian Guinong is despicable in the original book, he is his subordinate in this world. Back then, he planned to form a He is one of the villains, so watching his life go by, I am still very sad in my heart.

"Thank you, my lord!" Feeling the zhenqi pouring into his body continuously, Tian Guinong couldn't help warming his cold heart, and took out an old cassock from his bosom, "I learned about the evil sword manual from you last time." I couldn't hold back the temptation for a while and secretly went to Fuzhou to take out the sword manual..."

Song Qingshu secretly sighed, Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan, and Lin Pingzhi were trying their best to find the evil sword manual, for this reason they were suspicious of each other, but unexpectedly it fell into Tian Guinong's hands in the end.

Gently rubbing the cassock with his fingers, Tian Guinong's eyes were full of reluctance: "The martial arts here are really mysterious and incomparable. I have only practiced for a few months, and my martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds. It's a pity that I don't know why the news leaked out. Mysterious people are following me... I disguised myself all the way, tried countless ways, and was finally caught up in Yangzhou..." Before, I was dressed as an old farmer, obviously changed, but now the makeup on my face has come off, revealing my original appearance. face.

Song Qingshu was silent, knowing that the mysterious person he was talking about should be Yelu Yixin, and he was also strange in his heart, Yelu Yixin was a privy envoy of the Southern Academy of Liao Kingdom, with a high position and authority, why did he come here to get involved in grievances? "I have nothing to do with this evil sword manual after all, so I'll leave it to you, Young Master." Tian Guinong stuffed the cassock in Song Qingshu's arms.

Song Qingshu frowned, and did not go to pick it up, but said: "This is your relic, and it will be handed over to Mrs. Zun or Qingwen." The wife he was talking about was naturally Zhizhi Lan, and Qingwen belonged to Tian Guinong Daughter Tian Qingwen.

Tian Guinong chuckled: "This martial art is not suitable for women to practice, so I should take it away. I only found it based on the guidance of the young master. It should belong to the young master."

Song Qingshu gave a wry smile, the Evil Resisting Sword Manual is indeed not suitable for women to practice, but it is also not suitable for men to practice.The phrase "If you want to practice magical skills, swing your sword from the palace", how many men in the past made their crotches feel cold.

Tian Guinong obviously didn't have the heart to explain this to him in detail, so he directly stuffed the cassock into Song Qingshu's arms, looking at the northern sky, his eyes gradually became loose: "Young master, please take care of Nanlan and Qingwen in the future."

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and a famous saying that was widely circulated in the previous life blurted out: "I will raise your wife and daughter, so don't worry about it."

A strange look appeared on Tian Guinong's face, but finally he laughed: "That's good, that's good..."

Watching his eyes slowly close, Song Qingshu couldn't help sighing, he had been infusing true energy to the other party, how could he not know that his vitality was gone.

"Big Leader, Big Leader~" At this time, the members of the Golden Dragon Gang who were ambushing nearby ran out, "Leader, let's go, the Qing Dynasty has received news that a group of soldiers are coming here."

Song Qingshu nodded slightly. With his current status, it was indeed inconvenient to meet the Manchu army. He immediately ordered the people of the Jinlong Gang to take Tian Guinong's body away, and supported Lu Guanying for Cheng Yaojia, while he was in a coma Yelu Nanxian from the past returned with them to the secret stronghold of the Golden Dragon Gang.

"Where's your boss?" Song Qingshu couldn't help asking, having never seen Jiao Wan'er.

"The leader of the gang has brought people to Taizhou to do business in the past few days." The Golden Dragon gang member replied.

Song Qingshu nodded. Jiao Wan'er was in charge of such a large stall by herself, and she was really busy. On the contrary, being the boss was much more leisurely.

"You go and order a good coffin, send Tian Guinong's body to the Tian Mansion in Yanjing City, give it to Mrs. Tian, ​​and help him burial, remember to give this letter to Mrs. Tian." Song Qingshu sent a letter to Mrs. Tian A secret letter was handed over to one of his subordinates, in which he roughly wrote what happened, and comforted their mother and daughter with words of condolence and resignation.

"Yes, Master!" Because Song Qingshu's prestige in the Golden Snake Battalion was incomparable due to his great victory over the Qing army before, this gang member was obviously extremely excited to be able to do things for him.

"In addition, go to the city to find a doctor with excellent medical skills to heal Lu Shaozhuang's injuries. Don't worry about the cost. If it is useful, use any expensive medicinal materials for him." Song Qingshu ordered again.

"Okay," the subordinate wondered why the head of the family valued that Lu Guanying so much. When he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, "Don't you need to ask the doctor to show that girl?"

Song Qingshu knew that he was talking about Immortal Yelu Nan, and shook his head: "No need, Miss Yelu will be healed by me." Yelu Nanxian was injured by his sword energy, if he didn't dissolve the sword energy in her body by himself, then Even if a clever doctor can save her life, she can't keep her skills.

You must know that a thousand-year-old monster like Mingzun was infiltrated by Ah Qing's innate sword energy. He tried countless methods but couldn't dissolve the sword energy in his body. Xing Da. Dharma, dissipated all the power in his body, and then got rid of Ah Qing's sword energy like a maggot on the tarsus bone.

After arranging everything, Song Qingshu returned to the room where Yelu Nanxian was placed just now. Looking at her slightly frowned brows in a semi-conscious state, Song Qingshu suddenly regretted: If I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have used sword energy just now. If I used a yang finger She will not be so uncomfortable at the moment.

I don't know why, but when he saw Yelu Yixin just now, he couldn't help feeling murderous in his heart. The two of them didn't know each other before, could it be because of the land returning to farmers?Impossible...

Song Qingshu shook his head, dispelled all kinds of guesses in his mind, helped Yelu Nanxian sit in front of him, and then stretched out his hand to untie her clothes.

During the whole process, Song Qingshu's eyes were extremely clear, without any evil thoughts at all, and now he would not deliberately take advantage of this point, just because Yelu Nanxian was wounded on his chest, and he couldn't treat the wound through his clothes.

Fortunately, the wound caused by the sword qi was between her chest and her collarbone, so she only had to take off her clothes a few inches below her collarbone. A little embarrassing.

Stretching out his palm to press on her wound, Immortal Yelu Nan couldn't help humming, obviously touching her sore spot.Song Qingshu's next movements became more and more gentle, carefully dissolving the sword energy in her body invisible.

After dispelling the sword energy, Song Qingshu picked up a bunch of small red flowers that he had prepared early in the morning. This small red flower had a rather interesting name called "Little Red Lotus on the Buddha Seat". Its detoxification effect is a good medicine for trauma.

Song Qingshu smashed up half of the little red flower and fed it into the mouth of Immortal Yelunan, and put the remaining half an inch away from her wound, and then the strong internal force of luck forced the medicinal power contained in the flower into it bit by bit. into her wound.

After about half an hour like this, Yelu Nanxian woke up with a moan, and said in a low voice, "I... am I still alive?"

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Originally, I will not live anymore, but Lord Yan saw that you are such a beautiful little girl, it would be a pity to die before you got married, so let me bring you back."

"Your mouth is always so sweet." Yelu Nanxian got used to his speaking style more or less after getting along with him for a long time.

Suddenly felt a slight coolness coming from his chest, looked down, and saw his smooth and jade-like skin, he couldn't help but startled.

"The matter was urgent, so I untied my clothes to heal my wounds, and I hope Miss Nanxian will not be offended." Song Qingshu hurriedly explained.

The red glow on Yelu Nanxian's face flashed away, and he said openly: "The women on our grasslands are not as shy as your Han women, not to mention that they don't actually show anything."

"Yes," Song Qingshu smacked his lips regretfully, "It would be great if the wound went down two inches."——

I was too busy a while ago, now I have a little time, I will resume as soon as possible 2 more 8

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Chapter 1080 Hunter's Mind

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No matter how open-minded Yelu Nanxian is, she is still a woman after all, how could she stand such jokes from him, her pretty face flushed immediately, and she gave him a cold look with beautiful eyes: "You man~"/p

"Okay, okay," Song Qingshu said with a smile, "Don't move, you'll be fine in a while. (品#书￥)" After speaking, he hurriedly restrained his mind and continued to steam the medicine. /p

Yelu Nanxian hummed lightly, turned his head away and did not dare to look at him, showing the posture of a little girl for the first time. /p