Chapter 1841
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"What are you thinking about in that head of yours?" Song Qingshu was instantly drenched in sweat. A woman's intuition was truly terrifying. If it were someone else, he would not hide it. However, the matter with Li Qingluo was a little complicated. Moreover, her relationship with Li Qiushui and Wang Yuyan was probably not willing for outsiders to know about it. It was better to let her be the White Lotus Mother in peace.
"Oh, I thought so. Why would you like an old woman like that?" Li Qinglu nodded and changed to a more comfortable position in his arms.
Song QingShu was speechless. He thought that Li Qingluo was very bright and charming. How was she old? Also, look at how your Old Princess looks now. Don't you know that people of your branch are especially interested in staying young? Of course, he could only think about it.
The carriage was a little bumpy, and it was easy for people to fall asleep in such an environment. Song QingShu had been busy all night, and very soon, he felt sleepy. As Li Qinglu spoke, she suddenly realized that her lover did not respond. She looked up and couldn't help but smile. She helped him lie down in the carriage and propped her elbow on the side, looking at his sleeping appearance.
"I was worried that Meng Lang was an ugly monster, hehe …"
After sleeping for a few hours, Song QingShu felt much better after waking up. He ordered Su Xinghe's disciple to drive the carriage back, while he and Li Qinglu rushed back to the Western Xia at full speed.
"Should we go back to Lingzhou City or Spirit Vulture Palace first?" Song Qingshu asked Li Qinglu's opinion when they were about to reach Lingzhou City.
Li Qinglu had thought about this question countless times. "We'll split up. You go to Spirit Vulture Palace and gather the forces there while waiting for an opportunity. I'll go back to Lingzhou City and secretly contact the former members of Class One Hall and the forces loyal to the old princess."
"That's good." Song Qingshu admired Li Qinglu. She was not blinded by hatred and could still make a very calm judgment. "But you're wanted everywhere in Lingzhou City. You should be careful."
Li Qinglu pursed her lips and smiled. "Don't worry. The old concubine has been operating in Lingzhou City for many years. Her influence will not disappear so easily. Besides, I have been in Class One Hall for many years. I naturally know how to protect myself."
Seeing that she was so confident, Song Qingshu was finally relieved. The two of them went their separate ways. Li Qinglu went to the Spiritual State while he sped toward the Vulture Palace.
After traveling for a few days, they arrived at the western region. Song Qingshu suddenly realized a serious problem. He did not know where the Vulture Palace was!
The Western Region was vast and sparsely populated to begin with. Coupled with the fact that the Spirit Vulture Palace had always been a mystery, very few people would know where it was located even if they met someone.
"What a pain in the ass. If I knew this would happen, I would have asked Tianshan Tonglao to draw a map for me." Looking at the vast desert, Song Qingshu felt incredibly depressed. He had run so deep into the desert, and from the looks of it, he seemed to be lost.
In truth, it was not difficult for him to turn back the way he came, but it would take too much time. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not want to go back.
Just as he was hesitating, a series of hurried jingles of camel bells came from the southwest. Song Qingshu turned to see a camel galloping toward him at high speed. On the camel sat a young girl who was dressed very differently from the women of the Central Plains. She was wearing a light red dress and a circle of ornaments on her head that could have been agate or jewel. The ornaments glistened under the sun, but she was not of a different race. Her face was elegant and refined, and her body was slender and delicate, like a typical Jiangnan girl.
"Miss, I want to ask you about a place." Song Qingshu urged his horse forward and stopped in front of the young girl.
Before he could ask, the young girl waved her hand in panic. "Don't … Don't stop me. I have something important to do."
"Something important?" Song Qingshu paused, only then noticing the panic on her face.
"Get out of the way ~" Seeing that the other was stunned in front of her without any reaction, the young girl immediately cried.
Tears streamed down her white jade-like cheeks. Song Qingshu was also confused. "I just want to ask for directions. You don't have to be like this. Do I look like a bad person?"
"No … No." The young girl shook her head like a rattle drum. "I'm in a hurry to save someone. Get out of the way."
Seeing that her bright and clear eyes were still filled with tears, Song Qingshu felt a little embarrassed. But it was rare to meet someone in this desert, so how could he let this chance slip by?
"You're just a young girl. Judging from your messy breathing, your martial arts are not very good. How are you going to save someone?" Song Qingshu noticed that her dress was torn in several places, as if it had been torn by an external force. He could not help but ask in a low voice.
"I'm not going to save someone. I … I'm going to get help." The young girl was anxious and quickly explained.
"I'll help you save someone. In return, you have to be my guide." Seeing that her anxious face did not look fake, Song Qingshu did not dare to delay and said directly. As for whether this young girl knew the whereabouts of Vulture Palace, it was not important. At least she could lead him out of the desert and find a town or market. It would not be too late to ask then.
"You?" The young girl blinked her big eyes and looked at the man in front of her. She shook her head. "You can't do it alone. There are many enemies." Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat and he asked nervously. "How many? Thousands? Tens of thousands? "If they were fighting with an army, he would really be helpless.
The young girl hurriedly waved her hands. "Not … not that many. Just a few foreign monks."
Song Qingshu could not help but laugh. "Then there's no problem. It's just a few foreign monks." He secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Judging from this young girl's reaction just now, she really thought that there was a ten thousand army nearby.
"Their martial arts are very good!" The young girl still shook her head.
"My martial arts are also very high," Song QingShu said with a straight face.
"You …" The young girl looked at him from head to toe. She felt that the man in front of her was not much older than her. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
Seeing that she was still hesitating, Song Qingshu was worried that things would change if he delayed any longer. "How far are the reinforcements you brought?"
Hearing him mention this, the young girl's tears flowed again. "I … I don't know. I was separated from them."
"Then it's fine. Distant water cannot put out a nearby fire." Seeing that she was crying again, Song Qingshu felt a headache coming on. "Don't cry. I've never seen a woman who loves to cry as much as you do. Hurry and bring me to save someone."
The young girl bit her lip. Thinking that her sister must have been in danger in order to save her, she nodded heavily. "Alright, come with me."
Then she turned the camel around and galloped toward the southwest. Song QingShu followed her and asked, "What's going on? You can tell me first."
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