Although Ren Yingying and Song Qingshu had not been together for a long time, she had seen him fight many times. At the beginning, she had seen him fight Dongfang Bubai at the Black Wood Cliff. At that time, although his martial arts were very high, it was still within the scope of her understanding. But later, when she saw him again, whether it was during the Golden Snake Meeting or when he fooled her into bowing to heaven and earth to get married, his martial arts could be said to be getting higher and higher. She could not even see his back.
Especially several times when Song Qingshu carried her with one hand and dealt with a group of enemies with the other hand. That natural and unrestrained way of lifting something heavy as if it was light left an indelible impression on her.
No matter how high Murong Bo and Murong Fu's martial arts were, they could not compare to Shaolin's Xuan Cheng and Fang Zheng's Great Master, and they could not compare to Wudang's Zhang Sanfeng. Song Qingshu could even deal with those people, so naturally, he could also deal with Murong father and son.
Seeing how calm Ren Yingying was, Huang Rong also reacted. It was not like she had never seen Song Qingshu fight before, so why was she so nervous? Could it be that she was worried and confused?
At this time, the situation of the battle changed again. Murong Bo and Murong Fu's martial arts were of the same origin. When the two of them joined hands, their power could be said to have reached the effect of 1 + 1 > 2. Even for Song Qingshu, it was somewhat strenuous to deal with them.
Seeing that the situation was gradually changing, Murong Bo was overjoyed: "Surnamed Song, you are young and successful, don't be so frivolous."
"Is that so?" Song Qingshu coldly snorted, and suddenly his figure disappeared into thin air. The next second, he reappeared between the two of them. He pointed his finger at Murong Fu and punched Murong Bo.
Because Song QingShu had disappeared into thin air, and when he reappeared, he attacked from an impossible angle. Murong Fu simply didn't have enough time to react before his acupoint was sealed. Murong Bo also turned pale with fright. However, his martial arts were much higher than his son's, so he hastily used Revolving Star Passage Technique in an attempt to dissolve Song QingShu's thunderous punch.
Unfortunately, even after using 100% of his Revolving Star Transposition, he was only able to shift the opponent's fist by an inch to the side. He was still punched in the chest. With a cry, he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground. It was as if all of his spirit had been consumed in that instant.
Song Qingshu's other hand pressed down on the top of his head. Murong Bo's eyes widened. Unfortunately, at this time, his body was in turmoil, as if all his meridians were broken, so he could not summon any internal force to resist.
"Have mercy!" Murong Fu panicked when he saw this. Unfortunately, his acupoints had already been sealed, so he could only open his mouth and shout.
Song QingShu's palm stopped an inch away from Murong Bo's head. He turned around and looked at Murong Fu. "Give me a reason?" Previously, using conventional fighting methods to deal with Murong father and son was indeed troublesome. Therefore, he had no choice but to increase his speed. As the saying goes, "In the world of martial arts, there is nothing that cannot be overcome, but speed is the only thing that cannot be overcome". Murong Bo's cultivation and decades of experience in reading hundreds of schools of thought, in front of an absolute disparity in speed, instantly lost all meaning.
"That year, when you went to Swallow Dock to seek medical treatment, after all, I also helped you. Looking at this sentiment, can you let my father go?" Murong Fu hastily said.
Song Qingshu shook his head, "These years, I have been lenient to you several times. Not long ago, I even gave you the Beggar Clan's secret 《Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms》. That year's sentiment, I have already paid you back more than enough." While speaking, his palm pressed down by an inch, pressing on the top of Murong Bo's head. As long as he exerted his strength, a grandmaster level character would die on the spot.
"Don't!" Murong Fu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and he hastily said, "I know the whereabouts of Murong Jingyue!"
Just as Song Qingshu was about to exert his strength, he suddenly heard this news. He abruptly turned around and looked at him, "Really?" He couldn't help but care. These years, Icy Snow had been running around to track down Murong Jingyue. Zhao Min had also been poisoned by his Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill. Seeing that the time for the poison to take effect was getting closer and closer, it could be said that finding Murong Jingyue was an urgent matter.
Seeing his expression, Murong Fu secretly heaved a sigh of relief, "This is related to my father's life, how would I dare to lie?"
Song Qingshu suddenly frowned, "I used so many resources, but I still couldn't find his whereabouts. How could you find him?" It had to be known that apart from him, Zhao Min had also used the Mongolian intelligence network, but she had never been able to find any news about Murong Jingyue. Could a declining Murong family be more powerful than the Ruyang Mansion and the Golden Snake Camp?
Murong Fu hastily explained, "After all, Murong Jingyue is a descendant of the Murong family. I can find his whereabouts through some special methods of the family."
"Okay, tell me the whereabouts of Murong Jingyue, and I'll let your father go." With a flick of his finger, Song Qingshu unsealed Murong Fu's acupoint. Compared to Murong Bo, Murong Jingyue, a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, was more dangerous.
Murong Fu stretched his body to dredge his muscles and bones. Originally, he wanted to help his father up, but seeing that Song Qingshu didn't intend to move his hand away, he knew that Song Qingshu was waiting for his answer, so he didn't dare to be negligent, "According to the latest news, Murong Jingyue should be hiding in Xijing, Liao."
In the heyday of Liao, there were five capitals.
Shangjing, Zhongjing, Dongjing (now Liaoyang), Nanjing (now Beijing), and Xijing. However, in this world, the Jin Kingdom and the Qing Dynasty rose, and Liao lost a large part of its territory. Among the five capitals, only Xijing was left, which was later known as Datong.
Although Liao had five nominal capitals, because of the tradition of Liao, the emperor was patrolling in four seasons, and there was a system of four seasons, so the capital was not fixed.
However, this tradition had been broken now, and a large part of Liao's territory had fallen. Now, the actual control of the territory around Shanxi, and it couldn't be like before, so the capital was gradually fixed in Xijing.
"Murong Jingyue is in Xijing?" Song Qingshu's heart trembled. No wonder he couldn't find him, this area was really empty. "Where is he in Xijing?"
Murong Fu shook his head, "I don't know. I just analyzed that he is in Xijing through various kinds of information. As for where he is in Xijing, or what his identity is, it's a mystery."
Song Qingshu could actually understand this. After all, Murong Jingyue was more cunning than anyone else, and he was also good at disguise. If it was so easy for Murong Fu to find out everything, he wouldn't be Murong Jingyue.
However, knowing that Murong Jingyue was in Xijing was already a big progress. Song Qingshu believed that with his and Zhao Min's power, there would be a way to find him.
"Prince Song, can you let go of my father?" Murong Fu stared at his palm, his heart was hanging in the air.
Song Qingshu nodded and retracted his hand, then said with a smile, "This time, I had some misunderstanding with Old Mister Murong, but now that the misunderstanding has been solved, we are still friends."
Murong Bo almost vomited blood in anger when he heard his words. He thought, you beat me half to death, and then say it was a misunderstanding? We are still friends? He really wanted to loudly scold, I have never seen such a shameless person!
However, when he thought of the opposite party's martial arts, he could only swallow his anger.
Song Qingshu thought for a moment, and probably felt somewhat embarrassed, he took out a pill from his bosom and placed it on the table, "Old Mister Murong has suffered a little injury, I just happen to have a healing pill here, consider it as an apology for disturbing you this time."
Murong Fu glanced at the pill on the table, and his heart jumped. However, he didn't dare to show it on his face, "Prince Song is too serious, it's just a misunderstanding."
Both sides exchanged a few more polite words, and then Song Qingshu left with Huang Rong and Ren Yingying. When they left the courtyard, Song Qingshu said to Huang Rong with an apologetic look, "Because Murong Jingyue's whereabouts is very important to me, so I didn't completely help you this time, I'm really sorry." In fact, he could've killed Murong Jingyue after learning his whereabouts, but he didn't do so.
After all, everyone should have their own principles. It must be known that even a big villain like Western Poison Ouyang Feng would pay great attention to the style of a great master, and disdain to do some things. It was precisely because of this kind of persistence that determined a person's style and bearing. If a person had no principles, then he was bound to be despised by everyone.
Huang Rong hurriedly said, "Don't say that, I'm already very grateful to you for today's matter." She estimated that even if her husband Guo Jing and father Huang Yaoshi came together, they might not be able to achieve such an effect. After all, the Murong family's Big Dipper Technique had shaken the world for many years, it was really too mysterious. Even if they could win, they might not be able to seriously injure Murong Bo.
Song Qingshu smiled, "Speaking of which, Murong Bo has suffered such a serious injury, he shouldn't think about fighting for the next few years. This can also be considered as helping you vent your anger."
"Thank you." Huang Rong cautiously looked at Ren Yingying on the side. She was always worried that Song Qingshu standing up for her would make her feel that something was wrong.
Fortunately, Ren Yingying didn't think too much about it. On the contrary, she worriedly asked, "Qingshu, Murong father and son must hate you to the bone. Even if you leave behind a healing panacea, they won't be grateful to you. Instead, it will speed up his recovery. Will they let the tiger return to the mountain?"
Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled, "Miss Ren, do you really think he would be so kind as to leave a healing panacea to other people?"
"Ah?" Ren Yingying was startled at first, but she wasn't stupid. She quickly reacted, "Is that a fake medicine?"
"Madame Guo is still smart," Song Qingshu gave Huang Rong a thumbs up, making her roll her eyes, "In fact, it can't be considered as lying to him. The Leopard Embryo Tendon Changing Pill is indeed very good for the body in the early stage."
"Leopard Embryo Tendon Changing Pill?" Ren Yingying spat, "How can you be so bad ~ What if he really eats it?"
"Don't worry, with Murong Bo's sly and suspicious character, he absolutely won't eat it." Song Qingshu said as if he could foresee the future.
At this time, in Murong Fu's residence, Murong Bo crushed the pill into pieces. His complexion was as cold as ice.
Murong Fu anxiously said, "This medicine …"
Murong Bo coldly snorted, "Do you think that brat would be so kind?"
"So that's how it is," Murong Fu nodded as if he had sensed something. He suddenly knelt on the ground, "Father, please forgive me. Just now, father was humiliated, but I couldn't avenge you. Instead, I have to bow and scrape to the enemy …"
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