Miss Cheng originally didn't want to talk to her husband, but after hearing Song Qingshu's words, she couldn't help but look at him with hidden bitterness. She reluctantly walked forward with her husband.
"Miss Cheng, did Tang Kuo Bian say anything before he left?" Lu Guanying still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He hoped that Tang Kuo Bian would keep his promise and make some arrangements before he left.
"You didn't even ask me how I was, and the first thing you asked was about Tang Kuo Bian." Miss Cheng's heart became colder.
"Aren't you fine?" Lu Guanying looked embarrassed and hurriedly said, "You can't let him play with you for nothing …"
Miss Cheng frowned and interrupted him, "Your words are really unpleasant to hear!"
Lu Guanying wanted to say something, but at this time, a sudden change occurred. The window of a nearby house exploded and an old farmer ran out into the street in a panic.
"How can you walk!" Lu Guanying was in a bad mood, so he couldn't help but run a few steps forward and curse at the old farmer's back.
"Get lost!" At this time, an angry shout suddenly came from behind him. Lu Guanying didn't have time to react before he felt a sharp pain in his waist. Then, his whole body flew to the side like a broken sandbag.
"Guanying!" Miss Cheng cried out in alarm and hurriedly ran over to help her husband up. Although she now treated her husband coldly, the two of them had been treating each other with respect for many years, so they still had some feelings for each other.
Seeing her husband's mouth full of blood, Miss Cheng suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her body, making her hands and feet cold. She suddenly thought of Song Qingshu and suddenly felt like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw. She hurriedly looked back at him and said, "Young Master!"
Song Qingshu's figure flashed and appeared by her side. He looked at Lu Guanying's condition and couldn't help but frown. Lu Guanying was already injured and had been kicked in the waist by an expert. At this moment, he was already half a step into the gates of hell.
"I beg you, save him!" Miss Cheng pulled his hand, her eyes full of pleading.
"I'll try." Song Qingshu arrived behind Lu Guanying and continuously poured his internal force into his body. Finally, Lu Guanying's face had some color.
"I've stabilized his condition, but I don't know if I can save his life. We'll only know when the doctor comes." In fact, Song Qingshu was sure that Lu Guanying's life was saved. However, he was kicked in the back of his waist and his kidney was injured. He might not be able to live in the future.
Therefore, Song QingShu deliberately said that his situation was not optimistic, so that they would be satisfied if he could save his life in the end. If Song QingShu told them that his life was saved, they might even suspect that it was their doing when they found out that he could not have sex. Then, they would resent him.
It had been like this since ancient times. The reason why Song Qingshu was able to see through people's minds so clearly was not because he was extraordinarily intelligent, but because he came from an era of information explosion and had a lot of experience from his predecessors.
"Thank you, Prince Song!" As expected, Lu Guanying's tone was filled with gratitude.
Song Qingshu nodded slightly, and then looked up to see the situation of the people who were chasing him. The old farmer who had been running in front had been intercepted, and a middle-aged man and a graceful girl were besieging him.
The middle-aged man was the one who had kicked Lu Guanying. Although he was already in his middle years, he could still vaguely see that he was a handsome man when he was young. However, there was a faint trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, making people feel uncomfortable. The girl was tall, and her clothes revealed her curvaceous body. Her movements were full of youthful vigor, especially her two long legs, which were unforgettable.
"It's her!" Seeing that pair of slender legs, Song Qingshu immediately recognized that she was Yelu Nanxian. He was curious about the middle-aged man beside her, but he was even more curious about why they were besieging the old farmer.
From his appearance, the old farmer looked exactly like a farmer from the countryside. If he hadn't revealed his extraordinary martial arts, even Song Qingshu would have been fooled by him.
The old farmer's martial arts were very strange, often attacking from unimaginable angles. Every move and every stance exuded an eerie ghostly aura, causing Yelu Nanxian and the middle-aged man to feel apprehensive.
"No wonder they're attacking together." Song Qingshu nodded to himself, he was very clear about Yelu Nanxian's martial arts. Among the younger generation, she was definitely one of the best. Even if she ran into some senior masters, she wouldn't be at a disadvantage. Of course, if she ran into the Five Uniques, she still wouldn't be able to handle them.
That middle-aged man's martial arts seemed to be above Yelu Nanxian's, requiring two first rate masters to attack together, it was clear how high the old farmer's martial arts were.
However, Song Qingshu suddenly frowned. With his cultivation, he quickly noticed something was wrong. Although the old farmer's swordsmanship was strange, it seemed like he had just learned it not long ago. When he used it, he didn't have a complete understanding of it. Often, he noticed that the old farmer's moves had some problems connecting them, causing him to lose an opportunity to win the battle.
"It's a repeat …" Song Qingshu said to himself. This was the second time the old farmer had used his swordsmanship.
That middle-aged man's cultivation was profound, quickly realizing this, his eyes brightened. Taking advantage of the moment the old farmer was busy dealing with Yelu Nanxian, he suddenly appeared behind the old farmer, his fist landing heavily on the old farmer's back.
"Pfff ~"
The old farmer coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggering forward as if he was drunk. At the same time, he swung his sword to protect his body, using a killing move that would take him down with his opponent.
Seeing the outcome was already decided, the middle-aged man and Yelu Nanxian involuntarily retreated one zhang, only faintly surrounding the old farmer. There was no need to fight him to the death at this time.
Song Qingshu shook his head and said to Cheng Yaojia, "Let's go, we'll take young master Lu to find a doctor." He wasn't a saint, this kind of Jianghu feud happened every day. Moreover, he didn't know the grudge between the two sides, so how could he intervene? Of course, if the old farmer was a young and beautiful woman, maybe Song Qingshu would change his mind.
As for the middle-aged man injuring Lu Guanying, that was a grudge between the two of them. Him saving him was already giving face to Cheng Yaojia, how could he help him get revenge?
Just now, Yelu Nanxian and the others were busy running away and didn't notice what was happening. Now that they saw Song Qingshu, the three of them had different expressions.
Yelu Nanxian's eyes were filled with surprise and joy, the middle-aged man's eyes were filled with fear and malice, and the most puzzled one was the old farmer. His eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he suddenly rushed towards Song Qingshu.
The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he quickly chased after him. Yelu Nanxian hesitated for a moment, then cooperated with him to stop him.
Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, the old farmer suddenly shouted to Song Qingshu, "Save me!"
Song Qingshu's expression immediately changed, because he recognized this voice. This person was Nanlan's husband, Tian Guinong, who had been rescued from Shengjing!
Previously, he had heard from Nanlan that Tian Guinong had suddenly disappeared, so he had run here. Song Qingshu immediately realized what sword technique Tian Guinong had just used – the Lin family's Bixie Swordsmanship!
No wonder his martial arts had advanced by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time, it was because he had practiced the Bixie Swordsmanship manual. In addition, his experience in Shengjing had turned him into a eunuch, so the Bixie Swordsmanship manual's greatest difficulty – 'To practice this sword technique, one must castrate oneself', was not a problem for him at all. Thus, this sinister sword technique seemed to be tailor-made for Tian Guinong.
Song Qingshu quickly realized that Tian Guinong must have heard him mention that the Bixie Swordsmanship manual was in the Lin family's old residence in Sun Facing Alley, so when he had the opportunity, he secretly went to Fujian to steal the manual. Unfortunately, he had only practiced for a short period of time and his tracks were exposed. In the end, he was seriously injured by the middle-aged man.
In the blink of an eye, Song QingShu had analyzed the ins and outs of the entire matter. His figure flashed, and he appeared beside Tian Guinong.
Then, he waved his hand and pushed Yelu Nanxian, who was closest to him, back. Facing the middle-aged man, he wasn't so polite.
Previously, the way he injured Lu Guanying was clearly sinister. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with Song Qingshu, but since he wanted to stand up for his subordinate, he might as well do Miss Cheng and Lu Guanying a favor.
Thus, he didn't show any mercy and decided to make the middle-aged man stay.
The middle-aged man punched out. Song Qingshu stretched out his finger and pointed at the man's fist. Before the two sides even made contact, the middle-aged man's fist blossomed with blood.
"Invisible Sword Qi!" The middle-aged man snorted in shock, and then wisely chose to retreat at a faster speed than when he came.
But how could Song Qingshu let him escape like this? He took a step forward and followed him like a shadow. Then, he pointed at the middle-aged man's body. If he was hit by this move, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
"Don't hurt my father!" At this time, Yelu Nanxian cried out, rushing out from the side with her sword in hand. This middle-aged man was Yelu Nanxian's father, Yelu Yixin.
Hearing her cry, Song Qingshu couldn't help but hesitate. His relationship with Yelu Nanxian wasn't bad, if he seriously injured her father, wouldn't he offend her to death?
At the end of the day, Yelu Yixin didn't have any deep enmity with him. Whether it was Lu Guanying or Tian Guinong, they weren't important to him.
With this in mind, he held back a little. At this moment, a ruthless glint flashed across Yelu Yixin's eyes. He grabbed his daughter and slammed her against Song QingShu's finger.
Song Qingshu was shocked and quickly retracted his strength. Unfortunately, it was too late. Yelu Nanxian cried out in pain as a bright red flower of blood bloomed on her chest.
Taking advantage of his distraction, Yelu Yixin disappeared into the distance in a few leaps.
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