Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1836: Mysterious gift

Wang Yuyan instantly turned red as a rouge, and left a whisper: "I'm going now." Then she fled and left.

Song Qingshu gave him a white look: "Ms. Wang's face is tender, and Wang Ming is making a big joke."

Kumachi smiled and said: "You left the little girl in the room for the whole night, but now you are embarrassed to accuse the poor monk. Will it be too much?"

Song Qingshu was at a loss for words, and didn't know how to refute, so he changed the subject and said: "What is the matter with King Ming who came to me so early?"

Kumatochi replied: "I am here to bid you farewell."

"Farewell? Are you leaving so soon?" Song Qingshu was startled.

Kumazhi smiled and said: "I originally traveled north and south to fight for a breakthrough in martial arts. I heard about the excitement of the Zhenlong chess game before and took a look. Now that the Zhenlong chess game is over, it's time to leave. We don't have to. Learn the usual courtesy of those laymen, and have a chance to meet again in the future." He put his hands together in a salute, then turned away gracefully.

Looking at him wearing straw sandals and an open-minded back, Song Qingshu secretly sighed: "In addition to being overly obsessed with martial arts, Ku Mazhi is indeed an eminent monk."

After sending away Kumozhi, Song Qingshu was concerned about Xixia's current situation, and found Li Qinglu and was ready to return to Xixia. As for Wang Yuyan, staying here to accompany her grandpa and grandmother, and also shouldering Wuyazi's body to recover to a certain extent. His responsibility for spreading the gong is also to prevent her from going to Murongfu and running around the world. She has no power to bind a chicken, and she is born with the beauty of the country. It is too dangerous, not every time she is so lucky to be saved.

After a night of rest, Wuyazi had already regained consciousness. Hearing that he was leaving, he asked someone to ask him to come over and say that he had something to do with him.

After Song Qingshu passed, he found that the other person was alone in the room, knowing that he deliberately distracted everyone: "How do you feel now?"

"The pain is terrible," Wu Yazi laughed bitterly, "but it's still within a tolerable range, much better than when I fell off the cliff. The black jade intermittent ointment is really a strange medicine, and it has been applied to the wound. The coolness penetrates into the skin and relieves a lot of pain."

Song Qingshu took out another porcelain bottle and put it next to his bed: "This is all the black jade intermittent ointment on my body. The weight should be enough for the senior to heal his bones. I will come back and use a Yang finger to renew the senior. Meridians, besides, I have passed the "Shen Zhao Jing" to your granddaughter, and she will teach it to you at that time."

"I have heard about all this," Wu Yazi sighed, "I really don't want to repay the kindness of the son. Originally, the Zhenlong chess game was to select the disciple in the room, but the martial arts of the son must not be ignored. Thanks to my strength, after thinking about it, I prepared a gift for the son."

Following the direction of his sight, Song Qingshu noticed that there was a scroll of brocade on the table in front of him. The material looked like silk or cloth, cloth or cloth. It was extraordinary at first glance.

Song Qingshu hurriedly said: "The doctors Jin Tianshan Tongmao and Li Qiushui who came to the doctor this time have already paid. You don't need to pay any more."

"They are them, and I am me," Wuyazi's voice was a little anxious. "The son must not refuse. Originally, I thought I was a waste, but the son gave me the hope of rebirth. It is really a reconstruction of Entong. The son doesn’t accept it, and I’ll have trouble sleeping and eating all my life."

Song Qingshu then remembered that the three of the Xiaoyao faction were all arrogant masters, and Wuyazi's miserable appearance has already embarrassed him in the eyes of Tianshan's grandmother, so he was unwilling to accept the kindness in vain. .

"If that's the case, then I'm better off with respect." Song Qingshu put Jinbo in his arms, but didn't open it. After all, he didn't care very much.

Seeing him accepting things, Wu Yazi's face showed a touch of relief, and then said: "I heard that the son is going back to Xixia soon?"

Song Qingshu nodded: "Yes, I still have a few friends over in Xixia, who will be in danger at any time."

"If this is the case, then I won't keep you much." Wuyazi paused, and suddenly said, "By the way, how did you and Tongma meet?"

Seeing that he asked abruptly, Song Qingshu felt a little strange, but still replied: "We don't know each other, we were in an inn..."

"That's it." Wu Yazi fell into thought immediately.

"Why, what's wrong?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.

Wu Yazi hesitated again and again, and finally said: "I always think it is a little weird to see the master sister this time."

"Strange?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, and then smiled, "You will naturally feel strange if you haven't seen it for decades."

Wu Yazi shook his head: "I don't know how to say it. I always feel that she is a little different from the master sister in my memory. Sometimes I even wonder if they are the same person." /

"How is it possible," Song Qingshu laughed, "If you weren't alone, would you not recognize it?"

"The appearance is very similar, but there is always an indescribable feeling." Wu Yazi also looked a little distressed.

"Maybe it’s because she practiced the Bahuang **Only my unique power, some rejuvenation, now looks much younger than you, sometimes I have to lament that your masters are really unpredictable, you can actually create such a Divine art, I checked the meridians of Tongma, and I couldn’t tell that she was an 80-90-year-old woman, but she looked like a teenage girl.” Song Qingshu couldn’t help but sigh, thinking that she occasionally treated her a little bit along the way. He felt a bit guilty of the mess of thoughts.

"I have never practiced Bahuang **Only I do not know if it will have such an effect," Wuyazi said to herself, "I will ask Su Xinghe about her meridians... …"

Seeing him falling into self-talking, Song Qingshu stood up and said goodbye. The other party seemed to be thinking about a very complicated issue, and he didn't even realize his departure.

"It's no wonder Su Xinghe and the others are not doing their jobs properly. It seems that they are in the same line." After leaving the room, Song Qingshu couldn't help shook his head, but it was this concentration that made him a scholarly man.

"What is in the same line?" Tianshan Tong Grandma suddenly came out from the side.

"Nothing," Song Qingshu laughed, "I'm going back to Xixia, how about you?"

"Of course I stay and take care of Wuyazi." Tianshan Tong's grandmother rolled her eyes.

Song Qingshu said: "But when we left~IndoMTL.com~The people in 72 Caves of 36 Islands were rebelling. Now that counts the time, maybe we will be at your lair. Don't go back and see?"

Tianshan Tong's grandmother threw something to him and snorted: "I gave you the Lingjiu Palace. It's your business now. Go back and quell the rebellion by yourself."

Song Qingshu opened his hand and found a green finger: "This is?"

Tianshan Tong's grandmother explained: "This is a token of the Lord of the Lingjiu Palace. If you hold this thing, the people of the Lingjiu Palace will naturally know your identity."

Song Qingshu looked weird: "Why does it look like the ring of the head of Wuyazi?"

Tianshan Tong's grandmother flushed and snorted: "Can't I copy one myself? I'm going to see Wuyazi, lest I see you upset." Then he left.

Song Qingshu laughed dumbly and didn't say anything any more. He went to call Li Qinglu to leave. Because she didn't sleep all night last night, Li Qinglu kindly asked Su Xinghe for a carriage. Su Xinghe was grateful to Song Qingshu for Wuyazi. For the benefit of healing, a disciple was sent to drive for the two of them.

Song Qingshu originally thought that the carriage was too slow, but it was not easy to give Li Qinglu's kindness, and it was indeed a little lacking. He needed to take the opportunity to rest, so he decided to take the carriage first, and then rushed out of the Songzhou boundary.

"Menglang, go to sleep." Li Qinglu laid the bedding for him in the carriage, and then undressed him, suddenly a roll of cloth came out.

"What is this?" Li Qinglu asked curiously.

Song Qingshu replied: "Your cheap grandpa gave it to me. I haven't had time to watch it."

"Bah, it's not my grandfather." Li Qinglu opened the cloth while talking, and immediately threw it aside like it was burned, her pretty face flushed red, "What is this!"

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