Flower Stealing Master Chapter 316: Late night woods

"No way!" Zhao Min frowned and resolutely refused.

"Behind the clothes," Song Qingshu said with a headache, "Besides, I won't touch it."

Looking at Zhao Min sitting there still silent, Song Qingshu teased: "I know what you're worried about, don't worry, you know this. I will not tell Zhang Wuji."

Zhao Min was angry with him, and looked up at him speechlessly: "Of course not because of this."

"Will men and women give or receive kisses?" Song Qingshu asked.

"Well~" After a long time, Zhao Min let out an imperceptible snort.

"Didn't I just take you out of the inn? Anyway, you can't bear it, so why bother." Song Qingshu didn't care about Zhao Min's protest. He stretched one hand to the back of her neck and copy to her leg. Bend, he hugged her horizontally.

Surrounded by the masculine atmosphere, Zhao Min only felt that all the hairs on her body stood up, struggling hard for a few times, there was no effect, but the contact and friction with Song Qingshu's body, making her flushed, and quickly calmed down.

Song Qingshu only felt that the beautiful woman in his hands was as soft as boneless, and could not help wondering: "The princess was born in the grassland, and the figure is graceful and graceful. I didn't expect to be as light as a Jiangnan woman."

"Have you held a lot of Jiangnan women?" Zhao Min regretted secretly as soon as the voice fell. This kind of conversation is too much like that of lovers.

No matter how thick-skinned Song Qingshu was, he couldn't brag about how he and other women were in front of women, so he smiled awkwardly.

The two fell silent. Zhao Min accidentally saw Song Qingshu's toes on the ground, and the two of them moved dozens of feet. Huarong couldn't help but pale and said: "You are so light..."

"Why, it's not bad." Song Qingshu looked down at her and smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

Zhao Min avoided his gaze, with a complicated expression, and muttered: "It's not only good, I have seen a lot of masters. In terms of light work, the most brilliant push blue-winged bat king Wei Yixiao and Zhang...Zhang Wuji, although Wei Yixiao is fast enough, but his internal strength is destined to be unable to last; Zhang...Zhang's light work is also very good, but he is better than Jiuyang's continuous internal strength, relying on endurance. Win."

"Not only are you fast enough, but you also have long breathing and strong internal strength. Under the long-distance attack, they should not be as good as you." After Zhao Min said, he was full of emotion, saying that the scholars should treat each other with admiration for three days. Song Qingshu is simply Perfect interpretation of this sentence.

"To be able to beat Zhang Wuji once in the mouth of the princess, it is really worthy of the hardships of the past." Song Qing was very fascinating in writing, thinking that in the past, he was talking and laughing with the unbeaten level of the East. What's so hard for a little girl to be shocked.

Zhao Min looked dark, and didn't have any thoughts to answer again, and after being seriously injured, she was weak, and soon fell asleep.

Night gradually fell, and I felt Zhao Min in his sleep trembling in his arms. Song Qingshu soon realized that when he was running too fast, due to the oncoming cold wind, he quickly lost a piece of true energy. Zhao Min's body. Feeling a warm current entering his body in a daze, Zhao Min let out a sweet and greasy hum.

When Zhao Min woke up and found herself sleeping next to a fire, her first reaction was to lower her head to check her clothes, and only quietly relieved when she was sure that it was intact.

Looking at the jacket of Song Qingshu on the floor, Zhao Min stayed for a while, but didn't expect the other party to be so considerate.

"Don't be moved. If you are dead because of the cold at this time, and you promised my condition is not fulfilled, then I am losing a lot?" Song Qingshu, who was sitting not far away, could perceive even though his eyes were closed. To everything.

"Affectionate." Zhao Min snorted, but didn't say anything bad. He supported the ground with his hands, struggling to sit up, and accidentally affected the injury on his back. His brows wrinkled and couldn't help but choke. .

"How are you?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and was about to get up and take a look, but immediately realized that the other party might not appreciate it, and he still didn't get up after all.

"Where are we now?" Zhao Min looked around. The two were in a forest, and it was pitch black everywhere, thinking that there were only two men and women at this time, subconsciously a little scared.

"It was only twenty or thirty miles away from the closed city here. I saw that it was too late and the city gate must have been closed. To avoid unnecessary trouble, I did not continue on the road." Song Qingshu said.

Zhao Min clutched his chest and looked at him suspiciously: "A city wall can stop you?"

"Naturally, I'm fine, but I'm afraid your injury can't help being bumped up and down." Song Qingshu hesitated and explained.

Zhao Min opened her lips slightly, and finally didn't say anything, but there was still warmth in her heart.

"Let’s enter the city at dawn tomorrow, but your appearance is troublesome. Fools can see that you are a woman disguised as a man, and you look so handsome. I am worried that the soldiers at the gate will have evil thoughts on you." Song Qingshu was quite gloating.

"Whoever dares to be unreasonable to me at that time, you will help me kill him." Zhao Min's face was cold, and the lives of these ordinary people were completely ignored. Song Qingshu shook his head: "Unless necessary, I will not kill."

"What did Wudang Mo Qixia say before then?" Zhao Min sneered. The reason why she hated Song Qingshu so much was that Song Qingshu killed Mo Shenggu and caused her and Zhang Wuji to be misunderstood by Song Yuanqiao.

Song Qingshu was silent for a while before he said: "It is because of the great mistakes made in the past that I will learn from the pain and make the vow not to kill casually. Didn't you see that the swords I use are all wooden swords?"

Hearing him say this, Zhao Min’s hatred for him has mostly disappeared, but a trace of admiration has since sincerely risen: "Knowing a mistake can improve the greatness, I am very curious now, what kind of encounter can make you rebirth from Nirvana. , Reborn, as if a person has changed."

"When your meridians are cut off, all your loved ones and lovers in the world leave you, and when there is no hope for the future, it is difficult for you to stay the same." Song Qingshu's voice was thought of the despair on Mount Shaoshi just after crossing into this world. Extremely indifferent.

Although Song Qingshu didn't elaborate, Zhao Min could still imagine the hardships he encountered while living in the rivers and lakes, and couldn't help but sigh: "Unfortunately, Brother Wuji couldn't save you, otherwise you won't have to suffer so much later."

"Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu sneered.

"I know that because of Zhou Zhiruo's affairs, you have always hated him. But at the beginning, he ignored the grievances between you and wanted to save him. You don't need to be grateful for him. Why do you want to anger him?" To Song Qingshu's strong hostility, although Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji fell out temporarily, they were still a little unhappy.

"He tried to help?" Song Qingshu snorted, but disdain to say bad things about Zhang Wuji in front of Zhao Min, so he didn't tell her the truth. One day comes to the bottom."

Zhao Min wanted to say something, but recalled something, and suddenly became silent. She was a very smart person, and she soon felt upset. When she touched certain key issues, she subconsciously diverted her attention and didn't want to think about it.

Thinking that Song Qingshu mentioned the wooden sword just now, I just remembered the grace of Song Qingshu's sword in the inn, and couldn't help but look at him curiously: "Does your wooden sword really hurt people?"

"The key to hurting the enemy is the person holding the sword, not the sword itself." Song Qingshu said lightly.

"Can I take a look at your wooden sword?" Zhao Min asked softly, unable to hide his curiosity.

"Then can I take a look at your bellyband?" Song Qingshu asked rhetorically.

"You!" Zhao Min's face turned red all of a sudden, his apricot eyes widened, and he glared at Song Qingshu, "What do you mean!"

"It doesn't mean anything, it's just a person in the rivers and lakes. The unique weapon is related to the life of the family. How can it be easily revealed? It's like your daughter's bellyband is generally not shown to people." Song Qingshu explained.

"Strong words." Zhao Min snorted, "I'm afraid you found a blacksmith to hit a sword, then painted a layer of wood paint on the door, and then declared that he was using a wooden sword and blowing the conch. , So shameless."

Seeing that Zhao Min’s cheeks were lacking in blood due to a serious injury, but at this time, he looked forward to his posture, and looked very beautiful under the light of the fire. Song Qingshu sighed: "The princess just wants to see my sword, so why bother? He said deliberately to arouse me."

As soon as the voice fell, with a wave of his hand, a wooden sword flew past his sleeve~IndoMTL.com~ and inserted it into the ground in front of Zhao Min.

Zhao Min secretly praised the exquisiteness of his power control, and quickly reached out his hand, and cautiously touched the blade of the wooden sword. Under the reflection of the fire, the slender fingers seemed to be white and crystal clear, as if transparent.

Seeing Zhao Minru's charming appearance facing the enemy, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, it's a wooden sword. Even if you pick it up and wipe your neck, you won't be able to cut a layer of skin."

Zhao Min flushed, and grabbed the wooden sword: "I'm not that stupid." Fingertips gently brushed the sword, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "It really is a wooden sword."

Song Qingshu spread his hand: "Tell me now, pay me back soon."

"No!" Zhao Min subconsciously received the wooden sword behind him, wrinkling her nose, "Tell me first how an ordinary wooden sword hurts people?"

The longing that can't be concealed in the tone, grew up in the master pile, and Zhao Min has never seen what kind of martial arts, but Song Qingshu's wooden sword has refreshed her.

"At the beginning, you started to mobilize the masses and planned to wash Wudang Mountain. You haven't seen Zhang Wuji use the wooden sword." Song Qingshu said silently.

"He is not relying on the deep internal strength of the Nine Suns Divine Art. Zhang Sanfeng's old immortal Tai Chi sword, in my opinion, is nothing more than that." Zhao Min just finished cursing, and suddenly realized that this Wudang man in front of him was guilty. He stuck out his tongue.

"It doesn't matter, I've been expelled from Wudang anyway," Song Qingshu smiled knowingly when she saw her suddenly charming expression. "You are talking about why you think Tai Chi sword is nothing more than this?"

Zhao Min was about to speak, when Song Qingshu's expression changed suddenly, he was staring at the road not far away, and said in a deep voice, "Someone is coming in this direction, and there are still a lot of them."

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