"Of course, you're Dongfang Muxue." Song Qingshu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the mischievous look on her face. Even if Invincible Dongfang could change his appearance to that of a woman, he could never act out the gentleness in a woman's bones.
"At least you know what's good for you." Dongfang Muxue pursed her lips and smiled. "When big brother asked me to accompany Yang Lianting, I finally understood that it wasn't a long-term plan after hiding a few times. So, I secretly found Ping Yizhi."
"You went to find Ping Yizhi?" Song Qingshu seemed to have understood something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Although I can't hide forever, I can try to make big brother give up the idea of having me serve him. When Ping Yizhi told big brother that he could swap their bodies, big brother's attitude changed. He no longer urged me to accompany Yang Lianting like before. Instead, he wanted to personally serve him after he obtained a woman's body … Hehe, what a joke. The great Invincible Dongfang is actually jealous like a woman. "Dongfang Muxue's laughter was filled with mockery and helplessness.
"So, you and Ping Yizhi were in cahoots?" Song Qingshu asked.
"That's right!" Dongfang Muxue nodded with a smile.
"Didn't you say that Ping Yizhi successfully swapped their bodies?" Song Qingshu thought of a loophole. "Could it be that he really has the ability to do so?"
"Swap bodies?" Dongfang Muxue sneered. "That's just big brother's wishful thinking. I guessed that he had such thoughts from his usual sighs and sighs. So, I found Ping Yizhi before him and asked him to announce to big brother that he could swap bodies. As for the two followers, I've been the leader for so many years, so I've got a few loyal followers. It's not difficult for them to pretend that their bodies have been swapped with each other … My brother has been dreaming of this, so when he saw it, he didn't have any doubts … "
"But why would Ping Yizhi listen to you?" Song Qingshu couldn't figure this out. "Invincible Dongfang is the real leader. Why would he take the risk to work with you?"
"Because I imparted the Sunflower Treasured Manual to him." Dongfang Muxue's casual words were like a bolt of lightning on a clear day.
"What?" Song Qingshu looked at her in disbelief. It was one of the best treasured books in the martial arts world. Even if it meant cutting off his penis, she just gave it away so casually.
"Otherwise, what do you think my brother can't give him?" Dongfang Muxue expressed her disdain for him making a fuss over nothing. "Back then, in order for me to better impersonate him, my brother also taught me the Sunflower Manual. Unfortunately, I've only cultivated for a short period of time and am no match for him, so I had to resort to this."
"No matter how precious the 'Sunflower Treasured Book' is, it's just a worldly possession. Song Qingshu, you must remember that there is nothing that cannot be given up for those who wish to achieve great things." In Dongfang Muxue's eyes, Song Qingshu had always been a frivolous person. Due to an indescribable reason, she decided to teach him a lesson. Chapter 164: Sister Will Help You Vent Your Anger
Seeing that Song Qingshu was deep in thought, Dongfang Muxue continued, "The Sunflower Manual is a martial art that everyone in the martial arts world yearns for. Ping Yizhi was moved when he heard about it because he knew that no matter how much he did for Dongfang Bubai, Dongfang Bubai would never teach him the Sunflower Manual."
"If you wish to practice divine kung fu, castrate yourself with a knife …" Song QingShu felt a faint chill between his legs as he said these words. "Aren't you afraid that Ping Yizhi will go back on his words after reading these words?"
"I'm not that stupid." Dongfang Muxue glanced at him. "Although Ping Yizhi is already over 50 years old, you men place a lot of importance on that aspect. So, I didn't dare to take the risk and gave him the second half first, saying that I'll give him the first half after the deed is done."
"You're so bad …" Song QingShu could imagine how Ping Yizhi must have felt when he saw the first eight words at the beginning of the first half of the book. "Did you really give him the first half of the book?"
"What do you think?" A faint smile appeared on Dongfang Muxue's face.
"Of course you wouldn't give it to him." Song Qingshu shook his head and said with certainty.
"Ping Yizhi is a veteran. He actually understood that I would not give him the first half of the secret manual. Unfortunately, he could not overcome the greed in his heart. He took a gamble with the hope that it would work." Dongfang Muxue said, "After the deed was done, he saw that I didn't take the initiative to mention the Grimoire and completely gave up. He was also worried that I would kill him, so he fled Blackwood Cliff that very night."
"What a tragedy." Song Qingshu clicked his tongue and sighed. "What happened next?"
"When Brother woke up from his coma and saw me and Ping Yizhi standing behind me, he was stunned for a moment before he smiled. At that moment, he was no longer that monster dressed in female clothing, neither male nor female. He regained his heroic appearance from my memories … I still remember his last words." Dongfang Muxue reminisced, a trace of sadness that could not be erased appearing on her face. "Xiao Xue, Brother has always treated you as the little girl who didn't know anything. I didn't think that you'd grown up unknowingly. You're very good … Don't let down Dongfang Bubai's name in the future. After he finished speaking, he used his remaining power to sever his heart meridian and died. "
"…" Song Qingshu felt that the Heavenly Dao was indeed unpredictable. Even if one's martial arts were unparalleled, one would still be a pile of dirt in the end. "From then on, I was Dongfang Bubai, and Dongfang Bubai was me.
"From then on, I was Invincible Dongfang, and Invincible Dongfang was me. After obtaining my brother's skills, coupled with the fact that I was also cultivating the Sunflower Manual, and our true Qi came from the same source, my martial arts improved by leaps and bounds very quickly. A few years later, I even surpassed my brother in the past …" When Dongfang Muxue said this, her voice was filled with a murderous aura. At that moment, Song Qingshu had a vague feeling that the little girl who would curiously stretch out her hand to touch the clouds in the sky would never return.
"Unfortunately, you still lost this time." Song Qingshu felt that the little girl who would curiously stretch out her hand to touch the clouds would never come back.
"Unfortunately, you still lost this time." Song Qingshu
"After today's humiliation, I will personally kill my way to Brightness Peak in the future and wipe out the Ming Dynasty." Dongfang Muxue had been seriously injured by Zhang Wuji's sneak attack and could only commit suicide by jumping off a cliff. How could she swallow the anger in her heart?
Suddenly remembering something, Dongfang Muxue's expression turned strange, "When I overheard your conversation on the cliff, it seems that you've fallen in love with the same woman?"
"It's not really love," Song Qingshu's face darkened, "To put it simply, Zhang Wuji and that woman were in love with each other. However, due to various misunderstandings, the woman pretended to marry me in a fit of anger. Because I couldn't stand the fact that the two of them were still in a relationship, I resorted to underhanded means to take her virginity …"
"What 'this woman' and 'that woman'? Isn't she the leader of the Emei faction, Zhou Zhiruo?" Dongfang Muxue pursed her lips.
"How did you know?" Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise.
"After the Shaolin Lion Slaying Festival, the melodramatic entanglement between the three of you has long spread throughout Jianghu. As the leader of the Sun Moon Sect, I've naturally heard of it as well. At that time, I only thought it was fun and listened to it as gossip material." Seeing the ugly expression on Song Qingshu's face, Dongfang Muxue smiled and said, "I heard that your meridians were once broken by the people of the Wudang faction. When I recover, I'll bring you to Mount Wudang and help you vent your anger."
"Although your Sunflower Treasure Book is powerful, it may not be able to defeat Zhang SanFeng's hundred years of cultivation base." Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully.
It was rare that Dongfang Muxue was not angry. Instead, she nodded, "Zhang SanFeng used the name of a Shaolin traitor to establish his faction. Over the decades, all the grudges in Jianghu have been blocked by his fists and sword. How difficult is that? Rumor has it that Zhang SanFeng's Pure Yang Limitless Skill has already been cultivated to the realm of enshrouding purple aura. His Taiji Fist Sword is even more unparalleled. If there's a chance in the future, I'd really like to experience it. "
"The essence of your martial arts lies in speed. Zhang SanFeng, on the other hand, is most proficient in using stillness to counter speed. If we really fight, I don't think you'll win." Song Qingshu shook his head.
"Who knows if we haven't fought before." Dongfang Muxue did not argue. She looked at Song Qingshu's chest and frowned, "Your clothes are almost dry. Put them on first."
"Help me throw them over. It's not convenient for me to come over." Seeing Dongfang Muxue's hands tightly gripping the satin wrapped around her body, revealing her snow-white and delicate collarbone and her slender and slender calves vaguely visible, Song Qingshu suddenly had the intention to play a prank.
Dongfang Muxue did not realize that Song Qingshu wanted to see if the satin on her body would slip when she loosened her grip on the clothes. If he knew, he would probably have used an embroidery needle to greet her. Her right hand was still gripping the satin on her body. With a push of her left hand, the clothes on the drying rack were sent gently into Song Qingshu's hands. "Turn around. I want to put on my clothes."
"Oh ~" Song Qingshu turned around in disappointment. He picked up the clothes and put them on.
"Hmph, speaking of which, I haven't settled the score with you yet." Dongfang Muxue's voice sounded from behind.
"What score do you have with me?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "If it wasn't for me, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been able to escape."
"Turn around." Dongfang Muxue tidied her clothes and said angrily, "If it wasn't for you, why would I fight with Feng Qingyang? I was injured by his Innate Sword Qi and lost a lot of my strength. Otherwise, how would Zhang Wuji have the ability to sneak an attack on me! "
"Feng Qingyang challenged you to a duel. What does that have to do with me?" Song Qingshu said with a guilty conscience.
"You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it. How dare you say such arrogant words. You want to be my man?" Dongfang Muxue smiled disdainfully. "Don't think that I don't know what happened between you and that little widow from the Yuan Family."
"How do you know everything?" Song Qingshu was instantly depressed. How could he know that Dongfang Muxue was teased when she left the capital? When she returned to Blackwood Cliff, she couldn't take it lying down and sent her subordinates to secretly gather information about Song Qingshu. The Sun Moon Sect had tens of thousands of disciples, and the Five Mountain Sword Sect was the main focus of the Sun Moon Sect. How could the fact that Song Qingshu accompanied Xia Qingqing to Mount Hua to look for Feng Qingyang be hidden?
"I see that you have plans to marry that little widow." Dongfang Muxue suddenly asked curiously, "I killed her husband. If one day … you really become my man, how do you plan to deal with our relationship?"
"Uh, Uneasy Harem.
"Although your Sunflower Treasure Book is powerful, it may not be able to defeat Zhang Sanfeng's hundred years of cultivation." Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully.
Dongfang Muxue didn't get angry. Instead, she nodded. "Zhang Sanfeng used the name of a Shaolin traitor to establish a sect. Dozens of years of gratitude and resentment in the Jianghu were all blocked by his fist and sword. How difficult is that? Rumor has it that Zhang Sanfeng's Pure Yang Limitless Skill has been cultivated to the realm of enshrouding purple energy. His Taiji Fist Sword is even more unparalleled. If there's a chance in the future, I'd really like to experience it. "
"The essence of your martial arts lies in speed. Zhang Sanfeng, on the other hand, is most proficient in using stillness to counter speed. If we really fight, I don't think you can win." Song Qingshu shook his head.
"Who knows if we haven't fought before." Dongfang Muxue didn't argue. She looked at Song Qingshu's chest and frowned. "Your clothes are almost dry. Put them on first."
"Help me throw them over. It's not convenient for me to come over." Dongfang Muxue's hands were tightly gripping the satin wrapped around her body, revealing her snow-white and exquisite collarbone. Her two slender and slender calves were faintly discernible. Song Qingshu suddenly had a mischievous thought.
Dongfang Muxue didn't realize that Song Qingshu wanted to see if the satin on her body would slip when she let go of the clothes. If he knew, he would probably have used an embroidery needle to greet her. Her right hand was still gripping the satin on her body. With a push of her left hand, the clothes that were drying on the rack were gently sent into Song Qingshu's hands. "Turn around. I want to put on my clothes."
"Oh." Song Qingshu turned around in disappointment. He picked up the clothes and put them on.
"Hmph, speaking of which, I haven't settled the score with you yet." Dongfang Muxue's voice sounded from behind him.
"What score do you have?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been able to escape this calamity."
"Turn around." Dongfang Muxue tidied her clothes and said angrily, "If it wasn't for you, why would I duel with Feng Qingyang? As a result, I was injured by his Innate Sword Qi and my strength was greatly reduced. Otherwise, how would Zhang Wuji have the ability to launch a sneak attack on me! "
"Feng Qingyang challenged you to a duel. What does that have to do with me?" Song Qingshu said with a guilty conscience.
"You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it. You still dare to speak so arrogantly. You want to be my man?" Dongfang Muxue laughed disdainfully. "Don't think that I don't know what happened between you and the little widow of the Yuan Clan."
"How do you know everything?" Song Qingshu was instantly depressed. How could he know that Dongfang Muxue had been molested when she left the capital? When she returned to Blackwood Cliff, she couldn't take it lying down and sent her subordinates to secretly gather information about Song Qingshu. The Sun Moon Sect had tens of thousands of disciples and the Five Mountain Sword Sect was the main focus of the Sun Moon Sect. How could the fact that Song Qingshu had accompanied Xia Qingqing to Mount Hua to look for Feng Qingyang be kept a secret?
"I see that you have plans to marry that little widow." Dongfang Muxue suddenly asked curiously, "I killed her husband. If one day … you really become my man, how do you plan to deal with our relationship?"
"Uh, Uneasy Harem.
"Although your Sunflower Treasure Book is powerful, it may not be able to defeat Zhang SanFeng's hundred years of cultivation." Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully.
It was rare that Dongfang Muxue didn't get angry. Instead, she nodded. "Zhang SanFeng used the name of a Shaolin traitor to establish a sect. All the grievances in the Jianghu over the decades have been blocked by his fist and sword. How difficult is that? It is said that Zhang SanFeng's Pure Yang Limitless Skill has been cultivated to the realm of enshrouding purple aura. His Taiji Fist Sword is even more unparalleled. If there is a chance in the future, I would really like to experience it. "
"The essence of your martial arts lies in the word 'speed'. Zhang SanFeng, on the other hand, is best at using silence to counter speed. If we really fight, I don't think you can win." Song Qingshu shook his head.
"Who knows if we haven't fought before." Dongfang Muxue didn't argue. She looked at Song Qingshu's chest and frowned. "Your clothes are almost dry. Put them on first."
"Help me throw them over. It's not convenient for me to come over." Song Qingshu saw Dongfang Muxue's hands tightly gripping the satin wrapped around her body, revealing her snow-white and exquisite collarbone. Her slender and slender calves were faintly discernible. Song Qingshu suddenly had a mischievous thought.
Dongfang Muxue didn't realize that Song Qingshu wanted to see if the satin on her body would slip when she let go of the clothes. If he knew, he would probably have used an embroidery needle to greet him. Her right hand was still gripping the satin on her body. With a push of her left hand, the clothes on the drying rack were sent gently into Song Qingshu's hands. "Turn around. I want to put on my clothes."
"Oh ~" Song Qingshu turned around in disappointment. He picked up the clothes and put them on.
"Hmph, speaking of which, I haven't settled the score with you yet." Dongfang Muxue's voice sounded from behind.
"What score do you have?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "If it wasn't for me, you probably wouldn't have been able to escape."
"Turn around." Dongfang Muxue tidied up her clothes and said angrily, "If it wasn't for you, why would I duel with Feng Qingyang? I was injured by his Innate Sword Qi and my strength was greatly reduced. Otherwise, how would Zhang Wuji have the ability to sneak an attack on me? "
"Feng Qingyang challenged you to a duel. What does that have to do with me?" Song Qingshu said with a guilty conscience.
"You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it. How dare you say such arrogant words. You want to be my man?" Dongfang Muxue smiled disdainfully. "Don't think that I don't know what happened between you and the little widow of the Yuan Family."
"How do you know everything?" Song Qingshu was instantly depressed. He didn't know that Dongfang Muxue had been teased when she left the capital city. When she returned to Blackwood Cliff, she couldn't take it anymore and sent her subordinates to secretly gather information about Song Qingshu. The Sun Moon Sect had tens of thousands of disciples and the Five Mountain Sword Sect was the main focus of the Sun Moon Sect. How could the matter of Song Qingshu accompanying Xia Qingqing to Mount Hua to look for Feng Qingyang be hidden?
"I see that you have plans to marry that little widow." Dongfang Muxue suddenly asked curiously, "I killed her husband. If one day … you really become my man, how do you plan to deal with our relationship?"
"Uh, Uneasy Harem.
"Although your Sunflower Treasure Book is powerful, it may not be able to defeat Zhang SanFeng's hundred years of cultivation." Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully.
It was rare that Dongfang Muxue didn't get angry. Instead, she nodded. "Zhang SanFeng used the name of a Shaolin traitor to establish a sect. All the grievances in the Jianghu over the decades have been blocked by his fist and sword. How difficult is that? It is said that Zhang SanFeng's Pure Yang Limitless Skill has been cultivated to the realm of enshrouding purple aura. His Taiji Fist Sword is even more unparalleled. If there is a chance in the future, I would really like to experience it. "
"The essence of your martial arts lies in the word 'speed'. Zhang SanFeng, on the other hand, is best at using stillness to counter speed. If we really fight, I don't think you can win." Song Qingshu shook his head.
"Who knows if we haven't fought." Dongfang Muxue didn't argue. She looked at Song Qingshu's chest and frowned. "Your clothes are almost dry. Put them on first."
"Help me throw them over. It's not convenient for me to come over." Song Qingshu saw Dongfang Muxue's hands tightly gripping the satin wrapped around her body, revealing her snow-white and exquisite collarbone. Her slender and slender calves were faintly discernible. Song Qingshu suddenly had a mischievous thought.
Dongfang Muxue didn't realize that Song Qingshu wanted to see if the satin on her body would slip when she let go of the clothes. If he knew, he would probably have used an embroidery needle to greet him. Her right hand was still gripping the satin on her body. With a push of her left hand, the clothes on the drying rack were sent gently into Song Qingshu's hands. "Turn around. I want to put on my clothes."
"Oh." Song Qingshu turned around in disappointment. He picked up the clothes and put them on.
"Hmph, speaking of which, I haven't settled the score with you." Dongfang Muxue's voice sounded from behind.
"What score do you have?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been able to escape."
"Turn around." Dongfang Muxue tidied her clothes and said angrily, "If it wasn't for you, why would I duel with Feng Qingyang? I was injured by his Innate Sword Qi and my strength was greatly reduced. Otherwise, how would Zhang Wuji have the ability to sneak an attack on me? "
"Feng Qingyang challenged you to a duel. What does that have to do with me?" Song Qingshu said with a guilty conscience.
"You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it. How dare you say such arrogant words. You want to be my man?" Dongfang Muxue smiled disdainfully. "Don't think that I don't know what happened between you and the little widow of the Yuan Family."
"How do you know everything?" Song Qingshu was instantly depressed. He didn't know that Dongfang Muxue had been teased when she left the capital. When she returned to Blackwood Cliff, she couldn't take it anymore and sent her subordinates to secretly gather information about Song Qingshu. The Sun Moon Sect had tens of thousands of disciples and the Five Mountain Sword Sect was the main focus of the Sun Moon Sect. How could the fact that Song Qingshu accompanied Xia Qingqing to Mount Hua to look for Feng Qingyang be hidden?
"I see that you have plans to marry that little widow." Dongfang Muxue suddenly asked curiously, "I killed her husband. If one day … you really become my man, how do you plan to deal with our relationship?"
"Uh, Uneasy Harem."
"Although your Sunflower Treasure Book is powerful, it may not be able to defeat Zhang Sanfeng's hundred years of cultivation." Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully.
It was rare that Dongfang Muxue didn't get angry. Instead, she nodded. "Zhang Sanfeng used the name of a Shaolin traitor to establish a sect. All the grievances in the Jianghu over the decades have been blocked by his fist and sword. How difficult is that? Rumor has it that Zhang Sanfeng's Pure Yang Limitless Skill has been cultivated to the realm of enshrouding purple aura. His Taiji Fist Sword is even more unparalleled. If there's a chance in the future, I'd really like to experience it. "
"The essence of your martial arts lies in speed. Zhang Sanfeng, on the other hand, is best at using silence to counter speed. If we really fight, I don't think you'll win." Song Qingshu shook his head.
"Who knows if we haven't fought." Dongfang Muxue didn't argue. She looked at Song Qingshu's chest and frowned. "Your clothes are almost dry. Put them on first."
"Throw them over for me. It's not convenient for me to come over." Song Qingshu saw Dongfang Muxue's hands tightly gripping the satin wrapped around her body, revealing her snow-white and exquisite collarbone. Her slender and slender calves were faintly discernible. Song Qingshu suddenly had a mischievous thought.
Dongfang Muxue didn't realize that Song Qingshu wanted to see if the satin on her body would slip when she let go of the clothes. If he knew, he would probably have used an embroidery needle to greet him. Her right hand was still gripping the satin on her body. With a push of her left hand, the clothes on the drying rack were sent gently into Song Qingshu's hands. "Turn around. I'm going to put on my clothes."
"Oh ~" Song Qingshu turned around in disappointment. He picked up the clothes and put them on.
"Hmph, speaking of which, I haven't settled the score with you yet." Dongfang Muxue's voice sounded from behind.
"What score do you have with me?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "If it wasn't for me, you probably wouldn't have been able to escape this calamity."
"Turn around." Dongfang Muxue tidied her clothes and said angrily, "If it wasn't for you, why would I duel with Feng Qingyang? I was injured by his Innate Sword Qi and my strength was greatly reduced. Otherwise, how would Zhang Wuji have the ability to sneak an attack on me! "
"Feng Qingyang challenged you to a duel. What does that have to do with me?" Song Qingshu said with a guilty conscience.
"You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it. How dare you say such arrogant words. You want to be my man?" Dongfang Muxue smiled disdainfully. "Don't think that I don't know what happened between you and the little widow of the Yuan Family."
"How do you know everything?" Song Qingshu was instantly depressed. He didn't know that Dongfang Muxue had been teased when she left the capital. When she returned to Blackwood Cliff, she couldn't take it anymore and sent her subordinates to secretly gather information about Song Qingshu. The Sun Moon Sect had tens of thousands of disciples and the Five Mountain Sword Sect was the main focus of the Sun Moon Sect. How could the fact that Song Qingshu accompanied Xia Qingqing to Mount Hua to look for Feng Qingyang be hidden?
"I see that you have plans to marry that little widow." Dongfang Muxue suddenly asked curiously, "I killed her husband. If one day … you really become my man, how do you plan to deal with our relationship?"
"Uh, Uneasy Harem.
"Although your Sunflower Treasure Book is powerful, it may not be able to defeat Zhang SanFeng's hundred years of cultivation." Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully.
It was rare that Dongfang Muxue didn't get angry. Instead, she nodded. "Zhang SanFeng used the name of a Shaolin traitor to establish a sect. All the grievances in the Jianghu over the decades have been blocked by his fist and sword. How difficult is that? Rumor has it that Zhang SanFeng's Pure Yang Limitless Skill has been cultivated to the realm of enshrouding purple aura. His Taiji Fist Sword is even more unparalleled. If there's a chance in the future, I would really like to have a taste of it. "
"The essence of your martial arts lies in speed. Zhang SanFeng, on the other hand, is best at using silence to counter speed. If we really fight, I don't think you can win." Song Qingshu shook his head.
"Who knows if we haven't fought." Dongfang Muxue didn't argue. She looked at Song Qingshu's chest and frowned. "Your clothes are almost dry. Put them on first."
"Throw them over for me. It's not convenient for me to come over." Song Qingshu saw Dongfang Muxue's hands tightly gripping the satin wrapping around her body, revealing her snow-white and exquisite collarbone. Her slender and slender calves were faintly discernible. Song Qingshu suddenly had a mischievous thought.
Dongfang Muxue didn't realize that Song Qingshu wanted to see if the satin on her body would slip when she let go of the clothes. If he knew, he would probably have used an embroidery needle to greet her. Her right hand was still gripping the satin on her body. With a push of her left hand, the clothes that were drying on the rack were sent gently into Song Qingshu's hands. "Turn around. I want to put on my clothes."
"Oh ~" Song Qingshu turned around in disappointment. He picked up the clothes and put them on.
"Hmph, speaking of which, I haven't settled the score with you yet." Dongfang Muxue's voice sounded from behind him.
"What score do you have with me?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "If it wasn't for me, you probably wouldn't have been able to escape this calamity."
"Turn around." Dongfang Muxue straightened her clothes and said angrily, "If it wasn't for you, why would I duel with Feng Qingyang? As a result, I was injured by his Innate Sword Qi and my strength was greatly reduced. Otherwise, how would Zhang Wuji have the ability to ambush me! "
"Feng Qingyang challenged you to a duel. What does that have to do with me?" Song Qingshu spoke with a guilty conscience.
"You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it. How dare you speak such arrogant words like this. You want to be my man?" Dongfang Muxue smiled disdainfully. "Don't think that I don't know what happened between you and that little widow of the Yuan Family."
"How do you know everything?" Song Qingshu was instantly depressed. How could he know that Dongfang Muxue had been molested when she left the capital? When she returned to Blackwood Cliff, she couldn't take it lying down. She sent her subordinates to secretly gather information about Song Qingshu. The Sun Moon Sect had tens of thousands of disciples, and the Five Mountain Sword Sect was the main focus of the Sun Moon Sect. How could the fact that Song Qingshu had accompanied Xia Qingqing to Mount Hua to look for Feng Qingyang be kept a secret?
"I see that you have plans to marry that little widow." Dongfang Muxue suddenly asked curiously, "I killed her husband. If one day … you really become my man, how do you plan to deal with our relationship?"
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