Fragrance Stealer

"The Ding family's catcher is indeed well-deserved." Song Qingshu admired secretly, even though he was caught in the trick just now, it is definitely not something that ordinary masters can do to take Cheng Yaojia away from him in the blink of an eye, because of his The grasping hand was too delicate, and he captured Cheng Yaojia like a cloud and flowing water, and he had no time to rescue him.

"Hey, my black evil palm is also famous in the world. If you press this little girl on the vest like this, no matter how good your martial arts are, you will not be able to save her." Ding Busan said proudly.

Seeing Ding Busan pinch Cheng Yaojia's neck with one hand and faintly press her vest with the other, Song Qingshu frowned and fell silent.

"Boy, quickly untie my granddaughter's acupoints, or I will be impolite." Ding Busan was also extremely jealous of the opponent's martial arts, knowing that it was just a trick just now, if he did it again, he would definitely not be his opponent.

"Okay." To Ding Busan's surprise, Song Qingshu did not haggle with him, but agreed without hesitation, and smiled at him, showing his snow-white teeth.

However, Ding Busan subconsciously felt that something was wrong with his years of wandering around the rivers and lakes, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, and was about to impose some constraints on the other party, when his eyes widened suddenly, because Song Qingshu had disappeared out of thin air. In situ.

Ding Busan subconsciously blinked his eyes, thinking that he was wrong. After all, he had been closely guarding against the other party, and he didn't even see his clothes move. How could he disappear?

The master's instinct sent a chill up his spine, and he was about to leave the place when he suddenly froze because his acupuncture points had been sealed.

"Although your grasping skills are good, my lightness kung fu is not bad either." Song Qingshu walked out from behind Ding Busan and pulled Cheng Yaojia into his arms, "Ma'am, how do you think I should deal with these two people? "

Cheng Yaojia had just recovered from the shock, and when she was about to answer, Ding Busha yelled: "Fourth brother, our grandpa and grandson are being bullied here, are you still watching the show?"

A burst of heroic laughter came: "Who said I was watching a theater, just to see if you have improved your martial arts recently." Then an ugly old man with a somewhat simple and honest expression jumped from the nearby restaurant down.

Song Qingshu looked at him carefully, thinking that this should be Ding Busan's younger brother Ding Busi, one of these two brothers is kind-hearted but sinister, the other is ugly and vicious but honest and straightforward, they are really a strange couple.

Ding Busan's face became hot. The two brothers had been competitive since they were young. They had been fighting for decades over whose martial arts were higher. At this time, he saw the ugly state of being captured by himself. It was really embarrassing. Guang, he didn't want to admit defeat to his younger brother, so he shouted loudly: "You will only disturb my mind by your side. If I am distracted, I will accidentally be plotted against by others. It's really bad luck."

Ding Busi laughed and said: "Then I'll leave right away, you can concentrate on fighting." Turning to Ding Dang, he said: "Your grandfather always claims to be good at martial arts and invincible in the world, but it seems to be better than your fourth grandfather. It's a little ordinary. Now you have your eyes wide open, but you have to look carefully. Look at your grandfather, with just a pair of fleshy palms, he is going to beat him until he withdraws his sword and surrenders, begging for mercy. Haha, haha!" Many onlookers only felt the buzzing in their eardrums, which was very uncomfortable.

Song Qingshu was amused, and was not in a hurry to do it, just to see what tricks their brothers could come up with.

Ding Buda was furious: "Fourth brother, what the hell are you laughing at?"

Ding Busi smiled and said, "I'm laughing at you!"

Ding Busan said angrily, "Why are you laughing at me? What's so funny about me?"

Ding Busi said: "I laugh at you for being strong and competitive all your life, and when you are in danger, you always have to rely on your brothers to lift you up."

Ding Busan said angrily: "This little boy is my junior. If I hadn't respected my status, I would have killed him with a single blow. What danger do I have? Who wants you to carry it? A urinal is good!"

"Grandpa" saw that the two were arguing unreasonably, Ding Dang rolled his eyes and almost went crazy.

Only then did Ding Busan remember his situation, his face was a little ugly, so he snorted: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, even I can't beat this kid, and you are not his opponent, go back and find Brother Dian. "

Ding Busi was smiling at first, but when he heard his words, he suddenly became furious: "What do you mean I can't beat you? I'll let you see who's martial arts is higher!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards Song Qingshu screaming, making Song Qingshu's hair black.

In less than half a cup of tea, the yelling stopped abruptly, and seeing that Ding Busi was also hit on the acupuncture point, Ding Busan immediately burst into joy: "Tsk tsk tsk, I just said that I snatched it from him anyway." When you come back alone, how many tricks do you support when you go up? Hahaha, now it is self-evident which of us has the higher martial arts."

Although the current situation is not good, Ding Busan is used to bickering with his brothers, and he couldn't help gloating beside him.

"Fart, fart!" Ding Busi's old face was flushed, and he stared at Song Qingshu viciously, "Boy, I was careless just now, if I have the ability to untie my acupoints and hit them again, I still have a lot of excellent martial arts It didn't work out."

"Fourth Grandpa" Ding Dang almost fainted, thinking that with such two living grandpas, he didn't know what evil he did in his previous life.

Song Qingshu didn't pay attention to him, but looked at Ding Busan, and asked solemnly: "Is the brother Dian you mentioned just now also surnamed Ding?"

Chapter 1092 The flood washed the Dragon King Temple

Before Ding Busan could answer, an urgent shout came from not far away: "Be merciful!"

Song Qingshu looked up and saw Lu Guanying running towards this side with an anxious expression on his face. Because he was injured, he coughed while running, and he didn't run far for half a day.

The people around him couldn't wait any longer, they saw the two next to him holding one of his arms, jumped up and brought him to Ding Busan's side.

"Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle, are you all right?" A refined man in his thirties looked at Ding Busan with concern.

"Bullshit, do we seem to be okay?" Ding Busan couldn't help cursing, "Quickly relieve our acupoints."

"My nephew made a slip of the tongue." The elegant man looked embarrassed, checked the bodies of the two, and suddenly looked strange, "I can't untie this acupuncture point."

"You can't untie it with such high martial arts?" Ding Dang was obviously relieved when he saw him coming, but he was stunned when he heard that he couldn't untie the acupoint.

"You were hit by Yiyang's advice. Dali Duan's acupuncture technique is unrivaled in the world. I really can't do anything." The elegant man turned to Song Qingshu, "May I ask which son of Dali Duan's?" He suddenly became a little confused, The person in front of him seemed familiar.

Song Qingshu looked at him excitedly: "Brother Ding, is it really you?" The man in front of him had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he had a scholarly air all over his body, but there was also a faint sense of righteousness, forming a unique Temperament, if not Ding Dian, who else?

Ding Dian was taken aback, looked at Song Qingshu more carefully, and said in surprise: "Brother Song?" When he first met Song Qingshu, it was the time when he was at his most downcast. Today, Song Qingshu is full of vigor, restrained, and has the air of a master. It's not the same as the downcast at the beginning, so Ding Dian didn't recognize it at first.

Song Qingshu stepped forward and gave him a bear hug. After all, he didn't learn the "Shenzhao Sutra w renewing the meridian" from Ding Dian, so how could he be where he is today.

"Brother Song, I have often heard about you in recent years. This achievement really makes me feel ashamed." Ding Dian was also very excited. , if it wasn't for Song Qingshu, how could he and Ling Shuanghua get together?

"It's all thanks to Brother Ding's original "Shenzhao Jingw." Song Qingshu said a few words modestly, and looked beside him, "Why didn't you see sister-in-law?"

"She is raising a baby at home." Speaking of his wife, Ding Dian couldn't stop the joy on his face.

"Sister-in-law is pregnant? Congratulations!" Song Qingshu was full of surprises, Ling Shuanghua was as indifferent as a chrysanthemum, and he admired his loyalty to love, so he was sincerely happy.

"It turned out to be my uncle's friend, and now our lives are saved." Seeing the scene of the two making out, the happiest thing was Ding Dang next to him, who had always seen his grandpa and fourth grandpa, who had always respected heaven and man, simply and neatly. The land was lost in Song Qingshu's hands, and her heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley. Now that the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, why isn't she jumping for joy?

Hearing her words, Song Qingshu glanced at Ding Dian: "Brother Ding, do you know these people?"

Ding Dian smiled bitterly and said, "These two are my uncles, and this is my niece. I don't know where they offended my brother. I am here to apologize for them."

"Since they are Brother Ding's relatives, it's just a misunderstanding." Song Qingshu raised his hand, and the acupoints on the three of them immediately untied.

Ding Dian's eyes lit up: "Brother Song's martial arts is really amazing!"

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Brother Ding has practiced the "Shenzhao Jing w to great success, plus the magical Wuying Shenquan, how can he be worse than brothers."

The two of them humbled each other, and Ding Dian pulled Ding Dang over: "Did you get into trouble again?" Ding Busan and Ding Busi were his elders, so it was hard for him to blame him, so he could only pull him away. Ask Ding Dang for the junior.

Ding Dang smiled sweetly: "It's people who don't know Taishan with their eyes, and offended uncle, the brother's wife. I apologize to the two of you here. I hope that the two adults will not remember the mistakes of villains, and don't be so ignorant like me. The little girl cares about it."

She was raised by Ding Busan since she was a child, and she has completely inherited her grandfather's viciousness. However, as a witch, the most important ability is to observe people's words, watch people's attitudes, and act according to the wind. Song Qingshu's martial arts are so much better than hers. If she doesn't know current affairs, she can only Said there is a problem with IQ.

But her apology made Cheng Yaojia blush, and hurriedly waved her hands and said, "No...it's okay, and I'm not...not the son's wife."

Even though the relationship between her and Lu Guanying has existed in name only, but what should be done in front of outsiders is still to be done.

Lu Guanying finally found an opportunity, stepped forward and said: "This is really flooding the Dragon King Temple. They are all a family. Let's go to the nearby restaurant and talk about it slowly."

Song Qingshu nodded, because of the quarrel just now, more and more people around were watching, and he didn't want to continue to be treated like a monkey.

On the way to the restaurant, Song Qingshu glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the other two people who were traveling with Ding Dian. One was a man with a wisp of goatee, and his eyes flashed brightly. He was obviously resourceful; the other was like an old farmer in the field. , with a vicissitudes on his face, but his eyes were full of compassion.

The reason why Song Qingshu's attention was attracted was that these two people were so strong that even Song Qingshu had to pay attention to them. Their morale was gloomy, and the martial arts they learned should be more feminine; Sword practitioners are extremely sensitive to sword aura, and the opponent's whole body reveals a heroic sword aura. Song Qingshu's first reaction when he saw him was to think of a golden and iron horse.