The mysterious man took Li Qiushui away from the Imperial Palace in a few leaps, which amazed her.
"Wu Yazi, I haven't seen you for so many years. Your lightness skill is getting better and better." Li Qiushui's whole body felt soft, perhaps because of her serious injury. She felt like she was going to melt as she leaned on the mysterious man's body and sensed his manly aura.
The mysterious man frowned and pushed her aside, "Don't call me your husband."
"Ouch ~" Li Qiushui groaned, "I'm seriously injured, but you're still so rough. You're so cruel." Even Tianshan Tonglao could recognize that he wasn't Wu Yazi. How could Li Qiushui, who had been married to Wu Yazi for so many years, not recognize him?
At first, she did make a mistake.
But she soon realized it. She didn't say it out loud but played along. After all, this man's martial arts was unfathomable and she didn't know whether he was a friend or a foe. She was seriously injured and didn't have the ability to fight back. She might as well use her advantage as a woman to make the man feel pity for her and escape.
"If you were a little girl, I wouldn't have been able to resist. But when I think of your age, I feel disgusted." The mysterious person was naturally Song QingShu. He had just been hiding near the main hall and had witnessed Li Qiushui being attacked from all sides. She was about to die on the spot. Considering that she was Li Qingluo's mother, if Li Qingluo found out in the future that he did nothing to save her, who knew how she would react.
Of course, apart from the factor of Li Qingluo, he was more concerned with the current situation. Originally, he and Yelu Nanxian had planned to familiarize themselves with Li Yuanhao in the Imperial Palace and then replace him with Li Yuanhao. In the end, he didn't expect such a thing to happen. First, the Crown Prince killed Li Yuanhao, then Li Liangzuo killed the Crown Prince, and then there was a big fight with the Taifei and Imperial Uncle.
If he didn't do anything, Li Liangzuo would be the one to successfully sweep away all the obstacles and ascend to the throne. In that case, his trip to the Western Xia would be in vain, and his efforts would be in vain.
Only by keeping Li Qiushui alive could he keep the balance. Then he would have room to play.
Li Qiushui felt a little embarrassed by the other party's words. He could only bow and say, "Many thanks to benefactor for saving my life. May I know benefactor's name? I will definitely repay you in the future. "
"There's no need to repay me." Song Qingshu waved his hand. "You and I have some history. Saving you this time was just a small effort."
Naturally, he would not reveal his relationship with Li Qingluo. Otherwise, how would he be able to happily act cool? He could only call her mother-in-law or auntie? Just thinking about it sent chills down his spine.
"Origin?" Li Qiushui looked at him in surprise, wondering what kind of relationship he had with him. Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt his blood boil, and he couldn't help but vomit blood again.
Song Qingshu frowned. "Your injuries are too severe. Sit down quickly. I'll treat your injuries."
Li Qiushui nodded and sat cross-legged on the ground to heal her injuries. Song Qingshu directly pressed on the major acupuncture point on her back, and a strong stream of inner force flowed into her to heal her injuries.
There were several wounds on her body.
There were from Heaven Mountain Maiden, Li Liangzuo, Duan Yanqing, Helian Tieshu, and others. Of course, the most severe was Li Liangzuo's [Seven Wounding Fist]. If it weren't for Li Qiushui's profound inner force, that earth-shattering [Seven Wounding Fist] would have broken her meridians and killed her on the spot.
Feeling the strong inner force coming from her back, Li Qiushui was secretly shocked. This person's inner force was unfathomable. For a moment, she even thought of using the [Dark North Divine Art] to absorb the other party's inner force. But now that she was heavily injured, and the other party's martial arts were too high, she was worried that she might accidentally backfire. She had to give up on that risky idea.
About the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Song Qingshu withdrew his palm. "I've temporarily suppressed your injuries. Next, find a place to heal yourself. With your inner force, you should be more or less healed in a month or so." If he was alone, he could heal her for a while longer. But Yelu Nanxian was still waiting in the palace. He couldn't waste too much time.
"Thank you, Benefactor!" Li Qiushui said weakly, holding her chest. Feeling the blood on her face, she couldn't help but frown. She pulled it off and threw it to the side.
Song Qingshu was about to leave, but when he saw her appearance, he couldn't help but stop in shock, "You … why are you still so young?" The woman in front of him was dressed in white, her figure was slender and graceful. Her features were like a painting, her eyes were bright, and her skin was as white as snow. She didn't look like an old woman, but a young woman in the prime of her youth.
No wonder when Duan Yu saw her jade statue in the Wuliang Mountains, he was immediately bewitched. She had an otherworldly aura, but upon closer inspection, there was a seductive charm between her brows. She was truly the embodiment of an angel and a devil. How could a hotheaded young man like Duan Yu resist her temptation?
Feeling the other's shock, Li Qiushui smiled faintly, "When one's internal energy reaches a certain level, one can naturally maintain their appearance. Adding to the fact that our Xiao Yao Sect's martial arts are good at maintaining one's youth, I look much younger than others."
Song Qingshu hadn't been in this Wuxia world for a long time. Although he had guessed from the examples of Zhu Yuyan and the others that internal energy was a great help in maintaining one's appearance, he hadn't experienced it himself. Now that Li Qiushui had confirmed it, he couldn't help but sigh at the miraculous power of internal energy.
"That's right, wasn't your face scratched by Heaven Mountain Maiden Granny? Why can't I see it now?" Song Qingshu noticed an anomaly and couldn't help but ask.
"So benefactor also knows about the grudge between me and that b * tch," Li Qiushui touched her cheek. Usually, her voice was gentle and moving, but when she mentioned Heaven Mountain Maiden Granny, it was filled with murderous intent, "That's right, she was the one who destroyed my face. However, when Ding Chunqiu was researching poisons, he accidentally came up with an elixir that could reduce scars. Coupled with the constant nourishment from my own internal energy, my face has gradually recovered to its original state."
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows. He really didn't expect that old poison Ding Chunqiu to have such an ability. If he was in the future, he could easily become the richest man in the world just by relying on this elixir that could restore one's appearance.
"You're lucky." Song Qingshu smiled and was about to leave.
Li Qiushui hurriedly called out to him, "Benefactor, wait!"
Song Qingshu turned around with a puzzled expression, "What's the matter?"
Li Qiushui said softly, "Benefactor, can you take off the mask?" Afraid that he would misunderstand something, she hurriedly added, "Benefactor naturally isn't someone who asks for favors, but I can't be at ease and pretend that nothing happened. At least let me know what benefactor looks like. In the future, I won't have to eat vegetarian and pray for benefactor every night."
Song Qingshu instantly laughed, "Don't, if a demoness like you prays for me, I'm afraid that Buddha will blame me."
Li Qiushui, "…"
"Fine, we'll definitely meet again in the future. To prevent us from killing each other at that time, it's good to let you know what I look like." Song Qingshu didn't want to be dragged down by Li Qiushui in the end, so he took off the mask on his face. In any case, they would be familiar with each other.
When she saw his face clearly, Li Qiushui's mouth opened so wide that an egg could almost be stuffed in. She couldn't recover for a long time.
If a little fangirl looked at him with such eyes, Song Qingshu would naturally be very happy. However, when he thought of the other party's age, he felt a little scared, "Is there something on my face?"
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