The yellow-robed woman was stunned. "What debt do I owe you?"
The corner of Song Qingshu's mouth rose slightly. He imitated the tone the yellow-robed woman had used in the Jin Kingdom's palace. "If you can save my sisters, I … I will let you kiss …"
The yellow-robed woman's face reddened. "Nonsense, I … I didn't say that at the time."
"In any case, the meaning is roughly the same. Why …" Song Qingshu moved closer to her. "You aren't thinking of going back on your word, are you?"
"Didn't you just say that you can't remember so many things?" The yellow-clothed girl glared at him hatefully. At that time, she had indeed expressed similar intentions, but at that time, rescuing her sisters from the Laundry Yard seemed as difficult as ascending to the heavens, so she had readily agreed. Now that they had been rescued, that promise was just too shameful, how could she possibly fulfill it?
Song Qingshu smiled. "That depends on what it is. Some things can't be remembered, but some things can never be forgotten. For example, helping someone take off their clothes …"
"Shut up!" The yellow-robed woman was both embarrassed and angry. She reached out to cover his mouth.
As Song Qingshu dodged, he said exaggeratedly, "It can't be. You have to use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw just like that?"
"Who told your mouth to be so smelly?" The yellow-robed woman stomped her feet and her figure sped up.
"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't speak whatever you want." The faster she attacked, the faster Song Qingshu dodged. "How is my mouth smelly? If you don't believe me, smell it." As he spoke, he moved his mouth closer to her face.
The yellow-robed woman panicked and quickly changed from offense to defense. She dodged to the side and cried out, "What are you doing?"
"Don't you still owe me a kiss? It seems that you don't intend to take the initiative to pay it back. Then I have to collect it myself." Song Qingshu's figure flashed and quickly appeared beside the yellow-robed woman.
Knowing that he was a man of his word, the yellow-robed girl did not dare to let him grab her. Hastily she used the Nine Yin Manual's movement technique to evade. Unfortunately, Song QingShu was also very familiar with the Nine Yin Manual. About a few breaths time later, Song QingShu appeared on the path that she had to pass through. In front of her astonished eyes, he hugged her.
"You … don't mess around." The yellow-robed woman's Kung Fu was excellent, and she was beautiful. In addition, her identity as a princess added a sense of nobility to her. She was also the Holy Virgin of the Jianshan Academy and the martial arts instructor of the imperial bodyguards. She could be said to be the most popular woman in the city of Lin 'an. Because of her indifferent temperament, she was a cold goddess in the eyes of everyone in the capital city. But now her blushing and shy appearance did not have the usual cold aura.
Being hugged by Song QingShu, she panicked. Seeing that he was really going to kiss her, a woman's modesty made her subconsciously move back. Song QingShu was not in a hurry. He was looking for her flaws very carefully.
One dodged and the other attacked. It was really lively.
"Ahem …" At this moment, there was a cough not far away. Song Qingshu looked back and couldn't help but be shocked. An old man in a black cloak stood in the shadow of the rockery not far away. Who else could it be but Huang Chang?
"This person is really persistent." Song QingShu grumbled inwardly, but he could only stay vigilant.
The yellow-robed woman also saw him. Two faint blushes appeared on her iceberg-like cheeks. She hurriedly pushed Song Qingshu away and then bowed to Huang Chang with embarrassment, "Master … Master."
Song Qingshu could not help but be startled. Only then did he remember that the yellow-robed woman had mentioned this matter in the Jin Kingdom.
Huang Chang did not comment. He only quietly looked at Song Qingshu. When he saw his figure, a faint trace of doubt appeared on his face.
Song Qingshu's heart thumped. Although he had covered his face in the previous two fights, it was difficult to change his figure and temperament. For such an expert, it would not be easy to hide.
The yellow-robed woman did not know the reason and thought that her master was angry. She hurriedly introduced the two of them, "This is my master, Huang Chang. You are a person of Jianghu, you should have heard of his name … Master, this is Song Qingshu …"
"Song Qingshu?" Huang Chang finally spoke. His voice was a bit hoarse, "This is the Song Qingshu that you praised so much when you came back?"
The yellow-robed woman's face was already a bit red. When she heard her master's words, her face turned even redder. She anxiously stamped her feet, "Master, when did I praise him like that?"
"I have long heard that the Golden Snake King, Song Qingshu, is an unparalleled martial artist. He is the most outstanding person in Jianghu. Now that I have met him, I did not expect him to be a glib-tongued wastrel." Huang Chang's voice gradually turned cold.
"Master …" The yellow-robed woman did not know why her master had such a bad impression of him and immediately became anxious.
Huang Chang glared at her, "What, did you do it willingly?"
"I …" The yellow-robed woman was momentarily speechless. How was she supposed to answer? Whether it was a woman's natural reserve or her cold and arrogant personality, she would not be able to answer.
Song Qingshu bitterly smiled. He thought to himself that if he had painstakingly raised a cute little loli and raised her into a perfect goddess, only to see her being hugged by another man, he would definitely feel like a cabbage that he had painstakingly raised was being eaten by a pig.
"Just now, you bullied Ying Luo because of your high martial arts. This old man wants to see if your martial arts are really that high." Just as he finished speaking, he sent a fist flying towards Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu was already prepared. He instantly raised his hand and pushed the fist to the side, dissipating the force of the fist.
"Flying Silk Force?" Huang Chang made a sound of surprise and continued to attack. Song Qingshu saw that his attacks were merciless and did not look like he was fighting against a junior in Jianghu. He hastily focused his attention to deal with him.
It was no wonder that Huang Chang was shocked. The martial art that Song Qingshu had used to dissipate the force was the "Flying Silk Force" from the "Nine Yin Manual". The two of them had fought before and he was worried that his opponent would see through his moves, so he used a completely different martial art this time. In any case, the fact that he knew the martial arts from the "Nine Yin Manual" was already known by the people of Jianghu at the Lion Slaying Gathering. It was not a secret.
Using the martial arts from the "Nine Yin Manual" to deal with the original author, Huang Chang, was a very difficult task. Fortunately, Song Qingshu's cultivation was high enough and every move was in accordance with the source of martial arts. This was why he was able to fight to a draw. However, in the eyes of a true expert, they could see that after a dozen more moves, Huang Chang would be at a disadvantage.
Seeing that Song Qingshu was in a difficult situation, the yellow-robed woman was worried that her master would really injure him. She quickly jumped into the fray and opened her arms, blocking the two, "Master, Prince Song has done a great favor for our court. If he is injured, I'm afraid it will not be good."
"Girls really are outgoing." With his beloved disciple blocking his path, Huang Chang had no choice but to give up. He coldly snorted and turned to leave.
Huang Chang's figure quickly disappeared from sight. Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "Don't tell me that your master is interested in you. Otherwise, why would he be so angry?"
"Prince Song, please be careful with your words!" The yellow-robed woman's jade face turned cold, "My master is a person of virtue and prestige, he is not like what you think."
"Alright, alright, I said the wrong thing, alright?" Song Qingshu finally remembered that people in this world respected their masters, unlike in his previous world where he could ridicule them without any morals.
The yellow-robed woman's expression softened a little. She looked in the direction of her master's departure and felt a little puzzled, "Master is not like this usually. I don't know why he is so annoyed with you today."
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