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Chapter 1081

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"I … I feel like my chest is very hot …" Yelu Nanxian's eyes were half closed as she weakly replied.

Song Qingshu knew that she was hallucinating after being injured and hurriedly sealed the acupuncture points around her wound, "Miss Nanxian, you must not circulate your Qi to heal yourself, otherwise the sword energy will damage your foundation. I will help you remove the sword energy."

"Thank … thank you …" Yelu Nanxian's beautiful eyes were tightly closed, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, not knowing if it was because of the pain or because she was sad that her father used her as a shield.

Song Qingshu hurriedly transferred a strand of true energy into her body to control the sword energy, preventing it from wreaking havoc in her body. However, it would take time to remove it.

Fortunately, in that critical moment, Song Qingshu sensed something was wrong and not only did he withdraw most of his strength, he also avoided hitting her vitals. Otherwise, Yelu Nanxian would probably be dead by now.

Although she was heavily injured, as long as Song Qingshu removed the sword energy, she would be able to recuperate and her life wouldn't be in danger.

Just as he finished controlling her internal injuries, Tian Guinong suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood, causing Miss Cheng to cry out in shock, "Song … this person, this person …"

Holding Yelu Nanxian in his arms, Song QingShu took a step forward and appeared next to Tian Guinong. Seeing how weak Tian Guinong was, Song QingShu couldn't help but be shocked. Earlier, he saw Yelu Yixin punch Tian Guinong in the back, but it shouldn't be life-threatening. That was why he saved Yelu Nanxian first, but how did things end up like this?

Seeing the pool of black blood on the ground, Song Qingshu's expression changed, hurriedly pulling open Tian Guinong's clothes, he found a purple fist mark on his back.

"There's poison!" Song Qingshu's expression finally changed. Even from so far away, he could smell the disgusting smell of the poison, it was clear that the poison was extremely potent.

Reaching out to check Tian Guinong's pulse, Song Qingshu's expression sank, he could only do his best to transfer his true energy into Tian Guinong's body.

"Song … Young Master, is there no hope for me?" Seeing his expression, Tian Guinong sighed.

Song Qingshu was silent for a moment. In the end, he still told the truth. "The poison has attacked the heart. Even if the Almighty Immortals came, they wouldn't be able to save him."

"Ai, in the end, I don't have that fate." Tian Guinong smiled bitterly. "Young Master, don't waste your Qi anymore. I have something to tell you." After saying that, he glanced at Miss Cheng and her husband.

Her husband was injured because of this person. Cheng Yaojia unhappily glared at him. However, it was not convenient for her to eavesdrop on his last words, so she helped her husband up and walked to the side.

Song Qingshu didn't withdraw his True Qi. "You said it. My cultivation can still hold on." Although Tian Guinong was despicable in the original novel, he was still his subordinate in this world. Back then, he had even planned to form a group of villains, and Tian Guinong was one of them. Thus, as he watched his life slowly fade away, he felt exceptionally sad.

"Many thanks, Young Master!" Feeling the steady flow of True Qi into his body, Tian Guinong's originally cold heart couldn't help but warm up. He took out an old kasaya from his bosom. "Last time, I found out the whereabouts of the Bixie Swordplay Manual from Young Master. I couldn't resist the temptation and secretly went to Fuzhou to retrieve it …"

Song Qingshu secretly sighed. Yue Buqun, Zuo Lenchan, and Lin Pingzhi had schemed to find the Bixie Swordplay Manual. For this reason, they were suspicious of each other. Unexpectedly, it had fallen into Tian Guinong's hands.

Gently stroking the kasaya, Tian Guinong's eyes were filled with reluctance. "The martial arts in this manual are really mysterious. I've only practiced it for a few months, but my martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds. Unfortunately, I don't know how the news got out, but I was targeted by a mysterious person … I disguised myself along the way and thought of countless ways, but in the end, I was still caught in Yangzhou …" Previously, he was dressed like an old farmer. Obviously, he had disguised himself. Now that the makeup on his face had fallen off, his original appearance was revealed.

Song Qingshu was silent. He knew that the mysterious person he was talking about was Yelu Yixin. He was also puzzled. Yelu Yixin was the Privy Secretary of the Southern Courtyard of Liao. He had a high position and power. Why would he come here to meddle in the affairs of the martial world?

"This Bixie Swordplay Manual is not fated with me. I'll give it to Young Master." Tian Guinong stuffed the kasaya in his hands into Song Qingshu's bosom.

Song Qingshu frowned. He didn't take it. Instead, he said, "This is what you left behind. When the time comes, you can give it to your wife or Qingwen." The wife he was talking about was naturally Nan Lan. Qingwen was Tian Guinong's daughter, Tian Qingwen.

Tian Guinong chuckled. "This martial art is not suitable for women. Young Master, you should keep it. I found it according to Young Master's guidance. Speaking of which, it should belong to Young Master."

Song Qingshu laughed bitterly. The Bixie Swordplay was indeed not suitable for women. But at the same time, it wasn't suitable for men either. The phrase "If you wish to practice this divine martial art, you must castrate yourself" had caused many men to feel a chill in their crotches.

Tian Guinong obviously wasn't in the mood to explain this to Song Qingshu. He stuffed the kasaya into Song Qingshu's bosom. Then, he looked at the northern sky. His eyes gradually became lax. "Young Master, I will have to trouble you to take care of Nan Lan and Qingwen in the future."

Song Qingshu's heart stirred. He blurted out a famous saying from his previous life, "I will take care of your wife and daughter. You don't need to worry about them."

A strange expression appeared on Tian Guinong's face. But, he finally smiled. "That's good, that's good …"

Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh when he saw Tian Guinong's eyes slowly close. He had been constantly transferring his Real Qi to Tian Guinong. How could he not know that Tian Guinong's life had been extinguished?

"Great Master, Great Master ~" At this time, the Golden Dragon Gang's men who had been lying in ambush nearby ran out. "Great Master, let's go quickly. The Qing Empire has received news that a group of soldiers are rushing over here."

Song Qingshu slightly nodded. With his current status, it was indeed inconvenient for him to meet the Qing Empire's army. He immediately ordered the Golden Dragon Gang's men to take Tian Guinong's body away. Then, he helped Cheng Yaojia support Lu Guanying. He carried the unconscious Yelu Nanxian and returned to the Golden Dragon Gang's secret stronghold with them.

"Where is your Gang Leader?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask after not seeing Jiao Waner.

"Gang Leader has brought some people to Taizhou to handle some matters," the Golden Dragon Gang member replied.

Song Qingshu nodded. Jiao Waner was in charge of such a big business all by herself. She was indeed very busy. On the contrary, he, the boss, was much more leisurely.

"Go and order a good coffin. Then, deliver Tian Guinong's body to Yan Jing's Tian Mansion and hand it over to Madame Tian. Also, help to bury him. Remember to give this letter to Madame Tian." Song Qingshu gave a secret letter to one of his subordinates. In the letter, he wrote down the general situation of the matter. He also comforted the mother and daughter with words of condolence.

"Yes, Great Master!" Because of the great victory against the Qing Empire, Song Qingshu's prestige in the Golden Snake Battalion was unparalleled. So, this subordinate was very excited to be able to do something for him.

"In addition, go to the city and find a highly skilled doctor to treat Young Master Lu's injury. Don't worry about the cost. If it is useful, use any expensive medicinal herbs." Song Qingshu ordered.

"Alright," the subordinate felt strange. Why did the Great Master value Lu Guanying so much? Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something. "Don't we need to find a doctor to take a look at that girl?"

Song Qingshu knew that he was talking about Yelu Nanxian. He shook his head and said, "No need. I will treat Yelu Nanxian." Yelu Nanxian was injured by his Sword Qi. If he didn't dissolve the Sword Qi in her body, no matter how skilled the doctor was, even if he could save her life, he wouldn't be able to save her.

It should be known that Revered Ming was a thousand years old monster. When Ah Qing's Innate Sword Qi entered his body, he tried countless ways to dissolve the Sword Qi in his body. Instead, his injuries became more and more serious. In the end, he could only go to the Black Wood Cliff to find the Absorbing Stars Great Technique. Only then was he able to get rid of Ah Qing's Sword Qi.

After arranging everything, Song Qingshu returned to the room where Yelu Nanxian was. Seeing her frowning in a semi-conscious state, he immediately regretted it. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have used the Sword Qi. If he had used the Solitary Yang Finger, she wouldn't be in so much pain.

He didn't know why, but when he saw Yelu Yixin, he couldn't help but feel a murderous intent. They clearly didn't know each other before. Could it be because of Tian Guinong? That didn't seem likely …

Song Qingshu shook his head, dispelling all the guesses in his mind. He helped Yelu Nanxian up to sit in front of him, then reached out his hand to undo her clothes.

Throughout the process, Song Qingshu's eyes were crystal clear, without a trace of evil intent. He didn't need to deliberately take advantage of her, but because Yelu Nanxian's wound was on her chest, he couldn't treat the wound through her clothes.

Fortunately, the wound caused by the Sword Qi was between her chest and collarbone, so he only needed to remove her clothes a few inches below her collarbone. If the wound was any lower, even if Song Qingshu didn't have any evil thoughts, the situation would inevitably be a little awkward.

Reaching out his hand to press on her wound, Yelu Nanxian couldn't help but make a sound of agreement. Obviously, he had touched her sore spot. Song Qingshu's following movements became gentler and gentler, carefully dissolving the Sword Qi in her body.

After dissolving the Sword Qi, Song Qingshu picked up a bouquet of little red flowers that he had prepared earlier. This little red flower had an interesting name, called "Little Red Lotus of the Buddha Throne". Not only did it reduce swelling, it also had a certain detoxifying effect, an excellent medicine for treating external injuries.

Song Qingshu first crushed half of the little red flower and fed it to Yelu Nanxian, then placed the other half an inch away from her wound. Circulating his vigorous internal energy, he slowly forced the medicinal energy from the flower into her wound.

About half an hour later, Yelu Nanxian woke up with a soft moan, asking in a low voice: "I … am I still alive?"

Song Qingshu smiled faintly: "Originally you didn't want to live, but King Yama saw that a little girl like you is so beautiful, it would be a pity for you to die before getting married, so he told me to bring you back."

"Your mouth is always so sweet." Yelu Nanxian had known him for a long time, she had more or less gotten used to his way of speaking.

Suddenly, she felt a slight chill on her chest, looking down, she saw her smooth skin and couldn't help but be startled.

"It was an emergency, so I took off my clothes to heal, I hope Miss Nanxian doesn't mind." Song Qingshu hurriedly explained.

Yelu Nanxian's face flushed red for a moment, she confidently said: "Us grassland women are not as shy as you Han women, not to mention you didn't reveal anything."

"That's right," Song Qingshu regretfully smacked his lips, "If only the wound was two inches deeper."

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