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Chapter 1539

Words:1743Update:22/09/09 11:15:09

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Hearing Xue Yiren's words, Song Qingshu was startled. His first reaction was to wonder if he had been exposed. However, when he saw that Xue Yiren was not looking at him, but at the person standing on the wall, he realized that Xue Yiren had mistaken that person for him.

In actuality, Song Qingshu had immediately recognized that this person was Zhao Min disguised as a man. After all, they had been friends for a long time, and they had even studied the zither together. He was extremely familiar with Zhao Min's posture and even her breathing. Even though she was wearing a mask, it could not be hidden from Song Qingshu's eyes.

As for why Xue Yiren had mistaken her, it was most likely because he had seen the silver mask on Zhao Min's face. It had to be known that Song Qingshu would sometimes wear a mask to avoid trouble. Even though not many people knew, the Imperial City Department was the intelligence agency of an empire, so it was not strange for them to find out about this.

On the other hand, Shen Bijun was curiously examining the 'man' on the wall. In these past few years, Song Qingshu's name had spread far and wide. Even she, who had been living in seclusion, had heard of his name for a long time. Adding on the fact that Sang Feihong's Five Lakes Sect had spread all sorts of stories about him, the noble ladies of Jiangnan would often talk about him during their leisure time. This caused Shen Bijun, who had never been interested in the matters of Jianghu, to become curious about him.

This was especially true for her close friend Lu Wushuang. Every time she mentioned Song Qingshu, she would become excited, describing him as an unparalleled hero. This made her even more interested in this legendary man. Shen Bijun thought of Song Qingshu's fairy-like stories and immediately felt a sense of anticipation.

Noticing Shen Bijun's expectant gaze, Zhao Min smiled at her, causing her to blush slightly. Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. With Zhao Min's rosy lips and white teeth, pretending to be a young master, he was extremely attractive to women.

However, Xue Yi was a little unromantic. Instead, there was a kind of fanaticism in his eyes. "I've long heard of your great name. I've wanted to challenge you twice before, but I didn't get what I wanted. As the saying goes, nothing can happen more than three times. Today, let's see if your sword Qi is stronger or if my treasured sword is sharper."

The first time was when he blocked a sedan chair on the streets of Linan, but his younger sister, Xue Baochai, persuaded him to leave. The second time was when he was outside Linan City, and he was struck by Western Xia's Class One Hall's Sorrowful Softening Wind. Hence, Xue Yi had always been brooding over the fact that he did not fight against Song Qingshu. Right now, when he saw him again, the anger that he had been suppressing in his heart instantly erupted. A cold glare shone, and Xue Yi drew his sword.

This sword was as flawless as the white clouds in the clear sky. This attack came from below, and the momentum of the sword was brilliant and swift. It contained a sword Qi that could chill even the bones. The sword's edge was so terrifying that it could not be blocked!

Zhao Min only saw a sword light fly at a diagonal angle. It was as fast as lightning, like a rainbow cutting through the sky, but the smile on his face didn't change. Shen Bijun was filled with admiration when she saw this from below. She thought that even though she was so far away, she still felt weak from the momentum of this sword, but Xue Yi did not even frown. As expected of someone who could banish immortals from the legends.

Shen Bijun was filled with admiration, but Zhao Min groaned in her heart. It wasn't that she didn't want to move, but that Xue Yi's sword was too terrifying. The air around her seemed to have frozen. She wanted to move, but she discovered that her acupoints were sealed. The fear in her bones made her unable to move.

"Am I going to die like this?" Zhao Min's mind was blank. There was only one thought left in her mind.

Song QingShu, who had been blamed by Xue Yi, also turned pale with fright. He had never seen Ximen Chuixue's Sword God's Smile or Ye Gu Cheng's Transcendent Flying Immortal, but he believed that their sword techniques were on par with Xue Yi's sword technique.

Of course, he couldn't just watch as Zhao Min died. He waved his hand, and a green sword Qi condensed in the air in front of Zhao Min. It blocked Xue Yi's earth-shattering sword.

However, it was a sword Qi that he had sent from so far away. Although it could block Xue Yi's sword, it couldn't force him back.

At this moment, Xue Yiren's shock was no less than his own. "Hmm? He's just standing there, and he hasn't even raised his hand, but he's actually able to condense such a powerful sword qi. His martial arts have already reached such a high level."

Although he could sense that the other party's sword Qi was slightly weaker than his own, the terrifying thing was that the other party had only casually struck out with his sword. The other party did not even blink or move. This made him feel that the other party was extremely unfathomable. Therefore, he felt a little fearful and did not dare to continue attacking.

Whether it was Xue Yi or Shen Bijun, both of them had focused on what they were doing. That was why there was such a misunderstanding.

Now that Zhao Min had escaped death, her back was soaked in cold sweat. She couldn't help but curse Song Qingshu to death. "I won't pretend to be someone with the surname Song anymore. He's playing with his life. What kind of enemies does this bastard have to provoke every day?"

Just as Xue Yi was hesitating, a clamor of shouts came from nearby. It was clear that the guards of the Wei Manor had finally reacted. A large number of experts were rushing over. Although Xue Yi's martial arts were high, it was difficult for him to fight against so many people. With so many guards rushing over, he could only retreat.

"Next time, I'll choose a time and place where no one will disturb me before I fight King Qi to my heart's content." Xue Yi cupped his hands, and his tone became more respectful. After all, although they didn't fight, the formless sword was enough to make him treat Xue Yi as an opponent of the same level.

Zhao Min could only barely maintain a faint smile. After Xue Yi left, she glared at Song Qingshu in annoyance and prepared to leave as well.

However, this flirtatious and angry look of hers would naturally have different meanings in the eyes of different people. Song Qingshu naturally understood the meaning behind it, but because he was standing next to Shen Bijun, Shen Bijun thought that the look was directed at her.

Zhao Min already had a pair of soul-stirring eyes. Coupled with the lingering power of the previous battle, this look caused Shen Bijun's heart to beat faster and her mouth to go dry.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Shen Bijun didn't know where she found the courage to step forward and call out to him, "Prince Song!"

Zhao Min stopped and turned around with a smile that wasn't a smile on her face. "What's the matter, great beauty?"

To the side, Song Qingshu was incomparably depressed. Zhao Min was currently using his identity to flirt with girls, which made him feel very strange.

Shen Bijun's face heated up. In the past, if she had encountered such a frivolous and dissolute young master, she would have immediately stormed off. But this time, for some reason, she didn't feel the slightest bit angry. On the contrary, she gracefully bowed and said, "This little woman is the daughter of Imperial Censor Shen Yan. Now that the Shen Clan has been exterminated and I have been abducted a thousand li away, I have nowhere to go. I hope that young master can lend me a hand."

Her voice was already extremely pleasant to listen to, and now that she was overcome with sorrow, her voice became even more moving. Any man who heard it would probably soften their heart. Unfortunately, the object of her confession was a woman. Zhao Min indifferently replied, "Why should I help you?"

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