By the time Ren Yingying rushed over, the group of black-clothed men had already subdued Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan. They couldn't help but be surprised to see more people rushing over.
As the Saintess of the Sun Moon Sect, Ren Yingying had been surrounded by top-notch experts since she was a child. Naturally, her martial arts were not weak. Soon, several black-clothed men were injured by her.
"It's the Saintess of the Sun Moon Sect!" Someone had already recognized her by now.
"Since you recognize me, how dare you be so rude!" Ren Yingying shouted. Her beautiful face had a dignified expression.
The black-clothed men stopped in their tracks and looked at each other. Obviously, they had begun to hesitate. After all, the Sun Moon Sect was known as the number one devil sect in the Central Plains. It was very powerful, and they naturally wouldn't provoke such an enemy if they could avoid it.
In the end, the group of people unanimously cast a questioning gaze at the other black-clothed man. That black-clothed man was tall and sturdy. Even though his face was covered, he still had an extraordinary temperament standing in the middle of the group. When he recognized Ren Yingying, he also frowned.
"Rumor has it that Miss Ren has married the Golden Snake King, Song Qingshu, not long ago. May I ask if this is true?" The leader of the black-clothed men looked at Ren Yingying and said in a low voice.
Ren Yingying subconsciously glanced at Linghu Chong, and when she saw him looking at her with a face full of anticipation, she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. She was just about to explain that her marriage with Song QingShu was just a misunderstanding, but her gaze suddenly noticed Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan's hands that were tightly held together, and a trace of bitterness instantly arose in her heart. Just as she was about to speak, she changed her words. "Yes, I'm indeed married to Song QingShu."
Hearing her own admission, Linghu Chong's face instantly turned ashen. Yue Lingshan looked at him worriedly and gently patted his hand to comfort him.
Seeing Linghu Chong's reaction, Ren Yingying's heart also ached. However, she had always been a very wise woman. She wouldn't say this just because she was jealous. The black-clothed men in front of her were all highly skilled in martial arts. In terms of martial arts, she was definitely no match for them. The only thing she could rely on was her special identity. She could tell that the Holy Nun of the Sun Moon Sect alone was not enough to make these people afraid, so she brought up Song Qingshu's name. Although she was unwilling to admit it, Song Qingshu's reputation in the past two years was even greater than that of the Sun Moon Sect.
Originally, he thought that the other party would retreat in the face of difficulties, but unexpectedly, the leader of the black-clothed men laughed out loud. "This is truly a case of wearing out iron shoes in fruitless searching, only to find what you're looking for without even looking for it. I haven't even gone to settle the score with the surnamed Song, but his wife has taken the initiative to send herself to my doorstep."
Ren Yingying's expression instantly changed. How could she not understand that these people in front of her were Song Qingshu's enemies? She immediately cursed Song Qingshu to death in her heart. "You bastard, you keep bullying me. I finally wanted to use your name, but in the end, I brought trouble to myself. What a bastard!"
"Capture him!" The leader of the black-clothed men waved his hand, and the group of subordinates received the order. Without any hesitation, they all fiercely pounced over.
Ren Yingying panicked and hastily pulled out the Chengying Sword in her hand. Using the sharpness of the sword, she barely managed to withstand the black-clothed men's attack.
Looking at the sword in her hand, Ren Yingying couldn't help but think of the time when Song Qingshu wore a ghost mask and pretended to be a ghost. With one hand holding her and the other using the Chengying Sword, he easily forced back the many experts of Shaolin Temple and Song Mountain Sect. If he were here, how could these black-clothed men stand a chance against him?
Ren Yingying suddenly reacted. Why did she think of that bastard?
Because of this moment of daze, the leader of the black-clothed men had already found an opening. In a flash, he appeared next to her. Ren Yingying's beautiful face paled. Just as she was about to counterattack, her acupuncture point was already sealed.
"Take them away." The leader of the black-clothed men pointed at Ren Yingying and Yue Lingshan.
The group of subordinates was stunned. They subconsciously pointed at Linghu Chong and asked, "What about him?"
"Just leave him here." The leader of the black-clothed men replied.
"Didn't we plan to kidnap him from the beginning?" One of the subordinates raised an objection.
The leader of the black-clothed men glared at him. "Can't I change my mind?" Intimidated by his power, the group of subordinates immediately didn't dare to speak.
Looking at Ren Yingying and Yue Lingshan, the leader of the black-clothed men smiled. Today's trip was really a pleasant surprise. Originally, when he kidnapped Wu Xi, he was worried that the identity of the imperial equipment would be too sensitive. He was worried about how to deal with the consequences. Now that these two women appeared, his problem was easily solved.
According to the intimate appearance of Wu Xi and Yue Lingshan, as well as the scene of them holding hands at the critical moment, it could be seen that Wu Xi cared a lot about this woman. Since this was the case, his original goal could be achieved through Yue Lingshan. There was no need to take the risk of kidnapping the imperial equipment.
Moreover, he had already recognized Yue Lingshan's identity. He thought that he might be able to force out the whereabouts of the "Bixie Swordplay" from her.
As for Ren Yingying, she was even more useful. He and Song QingShu had a deep hatred, but he knew his own limits. He knew that whether it was martial arts or power, he was far from being Song QingShu's opponent. He could only find an opponent of the same level to deal with him, and then he would sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.
Jia Shidao was also one of his enemies. Let them fight each other …
Having made up his mind, the black-clothed man deliberately said to Linghu Chong before he left, "You have to lose the next fight with Guo Jing. Otherwise, you won't ever see your friends again." He didn't say it too explicitly, but the information he left was enough. When Song Qingshu, Han Xingzhou, and Jia Shidao fought, he would just wait to reap the benefits.
Linghu Chong struggled to save the two women, but unfortunately, he was too drunk. His hands and feet didn't listen to him at all. After a few hits, he was once again beaten to the ground. He could only watch helplessly as the man in black took the two women away.
Linghu Chong was lying on the ground with tears and snot flowing down his face. He was full of regret. If he hadn't been so drunk, he wouldn't have been able to watch those people take the two girls away with him.
At that moment, he hated alcohol for the first time. He secretly swore that as long as the two girls could be saved, he would never touch alcohol again.
But it was not easy to save the two girls, and he didn't even know who his enemies were … The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it. Linghu Chong couldn't help but lie on the ground and cry.
"Why are you here alone? Where's Yingying?" At that moment, he heard a confused voice. He was very familiar with this voice. Usually, Linghu Chong hated the owner of this voice. But when he heard this voice, it was like the sound of nature. He immediately raised his head and grabbed the man's leg. "Hurry, hurry up and save them!"
The man was Song Qingshu. When he heard this, he couldn't help but change his expression. "What did you say?"
"They were taken away by a group of black-clothed men," Linghu Chong said hurriedly.
"Direction!" Song QingShu was both shocked and angry. He had planned for Yue Lingshan and Ren Yingying to find Linghu Chong one after the other. He wanted to make it look like a waste of time and make Ren Yingying give up completely. He had planned to follow them out and watch them in secret. He hadn't expected that Han Yuezhou and Jia Shidao would talk about something before they left, which had delayed them for an hour. He hadn't expected that something would happen during that hour.
"Over there …" Although Linghu Chong was dizzy, he still tried to point in the direction where the black-clothed men had disappeared.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingshu had disappeared. Linghu Chong couldn't help but rub his eyes and try to look forward. Just then, he vaguely saw a figure gradually disappearing. He couldn't help but secretly click his tongue. That person's Lightness Skill was simply a gift from the heavens. It wasn't something that could be achieved by humans.
After the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, Linghu Chong was still worrying about his personal gains and losses, not knowing whether or not Song QingShu would be able to save them. Suddenly, a cool breeze brushed past, and Song QingShu was once again standing beside him.
"You … didn't find them?" Seeing that there was no one next to him, Linghu Chong's heart suddenly sank.
"No." Song Qingshu also looked a little upset. "With my skills, if I wanted to catch up with them, I would have caught up with them long ago. Obviously, they scattered into different houses on the way."
Although Lin 'an City wasn't comparable to the imperial capital and Shanghai in the future, it was still one of the largest cities in the world. There were countless houses in the city, so it was easier said than done to find people.
"What on earth happened just now?" Song Qingshu looked at Linghu Chong with a frosty face.
"Just now …" Linghu Chong struggled to stand up, but it affected the injury caused by the other party's kick. As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, his throat turned over again. He couldn't help but lie on the ground and vomit again.
Song Qingshu frowned. He grabbed his clothes and lifted him to the side. He pointed at the back of Linghu Chong's body, and an incomparably abundant inner force entered his body. Very soon, Linghu Chong's drunkenness was completely forced out of his body.
"Are you sober now?" Song Qingshu snorted coldly.
"Yes." Linghu Chong wiped the corner of his mouth, his face blushing and ashamed.
"Then quickly tell me what happened just now." Song Qingshu's face was expressionless.
Linghu Chong nodded, and then told him what happened just now in full detail.
"Are you saying that they wanted you to deliberately lose in the fight with Guo Jing?" Song Qingshu frowned, thinking.
"Yes." Linghu Chong nodded, looking distressed. "But I've long heard that Hero Guo is righteous. Why would he do such a thing?"
"Of course it wasn't Guo Jing's people." Song Qingshu thought that Guo Jing wouldn't do such a thing. It would be more likely if it was Huang Rong. However, he quickly denied this speculation. After all, Huang Rong had been with Guo Jing for years, and she was no longer the evil woman she used to be.
"I know. It must be Jia Shidao!" Linghu Chong spat out all the wine he had drunk. His mind was much clearer than before, and he quickly analyzed the various interests behind it.
"Now it seems that Jia Shidao is the most suspicious, but …" Song Qingshu had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
"No buts. Let's go check it out now," Linghu Chong interrupted him, looking extremely anxious.
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