Song Qingshu sighed inwardly. The Vajra Faction Master's Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill could not even be penetrated by knives and spears, let alone the mouths of these animals. Song Qingshu saw that the Vajra Faction Master was about to use his Vajra Finger to grab the Indigo Phoenix's fair neck. Song Qingshu did not dare to ignore him anymore. His hand that was hidden in his sleeve flicked, and two sword auras shot toward the back of the Vajra Faction Master's head.
The Vajra Faction Master was about to catch the Indigo Phoenix when he suddenly sensed something. He quickly dodged to the side. Although he had the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, the back of the head was one of the weakest parts of the human body. How could he be so reckless as to test the skill?
The two sword auras hit a pillar at the side, and a pile of sawdust exploded, forming two deep holes. The Vajra Faction Master's pupils shrank. He stopped chasing the Indigo Phoenix and looked around vigilantly. "Which expert is hiding in the dark? Please come out and meet me."
"Hahaha, Faction Master, you really have sharp ears and eyes. I've just arrived and you've already discovered me." A bold and unconstrained voice rang out. Everyone turned around and saw a tall foreign elder with slightly curled hair walk out from the forest to the side.
"I was wondering who it was. So it's Mr. Ouyang from the White Camel Villa." The Vajra Faction Master cupped his hands, and his expression became more serious. Although he wasn't afraid of Western Poison, there weren't many people in the world who were willing to provoke such an enemy.
Song Qingshu secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Ouyang Feng arrived in time to prevent his identity from being exposed. His identity was very important. If the news of him pretending to be Jia Baoyu was leaked, it would cause a huge uproar. Unfortunately, Song Qingshu was not a ruthless person. He could not kill so many people to keep them quiet, especially when Zhao Min was among them.
"Since our last meeting at the inn, Faction Master is still as elegant as ever. You've forced a young lady to be helpless in just a few moves." Ouyang Feng seemed to be praising the Vajra Faction Master, but his tone was full of sarcasm. He was secretly mocking the Vajra Faction Master for bullying the weak.
The Vajra Faction Master's face darkened. Although he knew how to respect his identity, he was not as serious as Ouyang Feng. He did not respond to the Vajra Faction Master and asked, "Mr. Ouyang, you are not related to them. Why are you here?"
Ouyang Feng smiled faintly, "Sect Master, have you forgotten what my nickname is?"
"Western Poison?" The Titanium Sect Master frowned slightly as he was momentarily confused.
Ouyang Feng looked at the Indigo Phoenix, "Other than martial arts, I'm also very interested in poisons. This young lady from the Five Venoms Sect is quite skilled in using poison, and I admire her very much. Naturally, I can't sit by and watch her get bullied. " The Indigo Phoenix was already twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She was no longer a young lady. However, Ouyang Feng and the Guardian Metal Sect Master were more than ten years old. It was not wrong to call her a young lady.
The Titanium Sect Master's face darkened. "It seems like Mr. Ouyang is determined to make things difficult for us?"
Ouyang Feng laughed and said, "Last time at the inn I did not have the chance to experience Sect Leader's' Vajra Unbreakable Divine Skill '. Today I must experience it."
The Vajra Sect Master snorted and did not reply. However, a layer of golden Qi gradually appeared around his body. It was obvious that he had activated his Indestructible Vajra Body.
Ouyang Feng did not dare to be careless. He bent his legs slightly and began to circulate the Toading Technique, waiting for an opportunity to move.
Seeing that the two masters were about to fight, Zhao Min suddenly stood up and said, "Wait! Mr. Ouyang is here for him. "She pointed her slender finger at Song Qingshu, who was sitting at the table next to them.
Zhao Min was very smart. There was no way she would believe that someone like West Poison would fight a master of the same level for a Indigo Phoenix that he had just met. After thinking about it, she realized that only Jia Shidao's son would be attractive enough.
Ouyang Feng was startled and said with a double meaning: "Yes, I did come here because of him."
"Then you don't have to fight anymore. I will hand him over to Mr. Ouyang," Zhao Min said. "Mr. Lu, Mr. He, come back."
Lu Zhangke and He Biweng forced Zhou Zhiruo back with a few moves. They took the opportunity to jump out of the fighting circle and return to Zhao Min. Zhou Zhiruo frowned because of what Zhao Min had said, but she did not chase after them.
Not to mention Ouyang Feng and the others, even Song QingShu was confused. Although Ouyang Feng had joined the fray, Zhao Min also had many experts under her command, and she also had the advantage in numbers. Why would she surrender?
However, he reacted quickly. In order to not expose himself, he immediately mimicked Jia Baoyu's attitude and shouted, "Princess, I am going to the Mongolians. How can you hand me over to them?"
Who would have thought that Zhao Min did not even bother to look at him; she turned to Ouyang Feng and Zhou Zhiruo and said, "Gentlemen, please help yourselves." Finished speaking, she ordered her subordinates to fetch the horses, leaving Song QingShu alone at the table.
Song Qingshu was just putting on a show. It was impossible for him to hug the Mongolian horse's leg and beg like Jia Baoyu.
The Mongolians saw him sitting there with his mouth agape. They thought he was scared out of his wits and no one suspected anything.
The atmosphere was very strange. A moment ago they were at daggers drawn, but in the next moment they had all quieted down. Zhou Zhiruo and Ouyang Feng stepped aside to let the Mongolians leave.
After mounting the horse, Zhao Min suddenly pulled the reins. She turned her head to look at Zhou Zhiruo and asked, "Is Song Qingshu dead or alive?"
Zhou Zhiruo cast a sidelong glance at Song Qingshu. She snorted coldly and said, "What does it have to do with you whether he is dead or alive?"
Zhao Min stared at her face. Zhou Zhiruo's expression became unnatural. "What are you looking at?" she asked.
"I haven't seen you for a while. You seem to have gotten prettier." Zhao Min suddenly said.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't know what she was thinking. She snorted and said, "You're not bad yourself. You still have a foxy face."
Zhao Min didn't get angry. Instead, she smiled and said, "I don't need you to answer my question. I don't see any signs of concern for Song Qingshu on you. Either you've fallen in love with someone else, or you already know that he is safe. Hmph, that bastard is really lucky. "Her last sentence was filled with coquettishness.
A trace of displeasure appeared on Zhou Zhiruo's face. Just as she was about to say something, Zhao Min interrupted her and said, "Zhou Zhiruo, we'll meet again someday. Oh, that's right. Next time you see Song QingShu, remember to remind him not to forget our agreement. I've been waiting for him." Finished speaking, she spurred her horse's belly and galloped away, leaving behind a string of silvery bell-like laughter.
In Song QingShu's mind, Zhao Min's every frown and smile appeared, and he couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart. Suddenly, he felt a sharp gaze, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Zhou Zhiruo staring at him with a cold expression.
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