Song Qingshu was confused. "You can take revenge like this?"
Yang Miaozhen looked at him with disdain. "Stop talking nonsense. Are you coming or not? Just say it."
After that night, he spent the rest of the time on the road and dealing with Xia Quan's matter. He didn't have time to continue their relationship. In his mind, the charming and gentle scene in the cave and those unparalleled long legs appeared. Song Qingshu felt his heart beating wildly. He swallowed with difficulty. "Come!"
Yang Miaozhen raised her eyebrows proudly. It was obvious that she was satisfied with his reaction. She didn't say anything else and turned to leave. Her footsteps seemed to be much lighter.
Song Qingshu regretted his words as soon as he said them. He felt that what he did was not right. He felt that he had let Zhiruo down. Hence, he went around looking for her to make up for it. Who knew that Zhou Zhiruo wouldn't see him at all. She said that she didn't want to give anyone a handle on her.
Song Qingshu knew her temperament. She was soft on the outside but hard on the inside. This time, he wanted to use his own strength to defeat his opponent. Hence, he didn't disturb her anymore.
He met with some of Yangzhou's subordinates. He had been a hands-off shopkeeper for too long, in the end, he still had to show his face. Those people clearly still had a deep impression of him when he descended from the heavens on the battlefield. Even if they were promoted later on, his reputation still reverberated like thunder in their ears. When they saw him, each and every one of them were incomparably excited.
Song QingShu sighed inwardly. Even though Sang Feihong's Five Lakes Sect was considered a low-class sect by the world, it was still very useful. His deeds had been publicized by them from all over the world, making him look more like an immortal than a human.
Of course, he didn't explain much. As a leader, having the halo of a legend was definitely more beneficial than harmful. For example, Emperor Gaozu of Han wanted to kill the white snake. Other emperors often said that their mothers dreamed of the sun in their arms. What he had done was real. Naturally, the effect was better.
After meeting the people from Yangzhou, he made arrangements for Zhang Lin, Liu Qingfu, Huo Yi, Peng Yibin and the other surrendered generals under Xia Quan. Finally, he called for the people from the Red Coat Army to invite them to a banquet.
Zhou Zhiruo and the yellow-robed woman did not attend the banquet. Clearly, they were making their final preparations for tonight's battle.
Most of the people at the banquet were men. Everyone liked to eat and drink. At first, they were not familiar with each other, so they were a little restrained. But after a few rounds of wine, the atmosphere suddenly became warm.
Song Qingshu was the target of everyone's toast. He had just subdued this group of people, and he was worried that rejecting them would disappoint them, so he basically didn't reject anyone.
However, no matter how good his alcohol tolerance was, he could not withstand the other party's continuous toasts. In the end, he felt tipsy and could only use his inner force to secretly force the alcohol out.
These people of the Lulin Forest did not know that there was such a miraculous neigong in the world. Seeing that he was not drunk even after a thousand cups, they all prostrated themselves in admiration.
It was Yang Miaozhen who felt sorry for him. Later, she worried that something was wrong with his body, so she hurried to help him drink. Seeing this, the men immediately began to make a scene.
"Fourth Lady, I've never seen you drink wine for anyone before, but this time you're feeling sorry for the Golden Snake King. Are you in love?"
"The Golden Snake King is handsome and unrestrained, and his martial arts are matchless. Which woman wouldn't like him?"
"Fourth Lady, I'm afraid your Pear Blossom Spear won't work against the Golden Snake King."
"No matter how powerful the Pear Blossom Spear is, it's still a woman. How can she resist the Golden Snake King's Overlord Spear?"
"Hahahaha ~"
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This group of men mingled in the Lulin Forest and usually spoke without restraint, not to mention that they had drunk so much. As a result, their words became more and more explicit.
"All of you, shut up!" Yang Miaozhen fiercely glared at that person. However, she was already as beautiful as a peach, and now her cheeks were even more beautiful under the light of the bonfire. Not only did this glare not have its usual deterrent effect, but it also made many men fall head over heels for her.
However, these people were self-aware and only dared to fantasize about her. None of them had the courage to actually provoke her.
Yang Miaozhen suddenly turned around and bowed to Song Qingshu. "Although I lost to you in the last Golden Snake Meet, you used some tricks. I'm not convinced, so I'd like to consult you again with the Pear Blossom Spear. I hope you won't be stingy with it."
She was dressed in red and had a tall figure. Standing in the middle of the field, she looked like a burning rose.
The group of men in the field immediately became excited. Cheers and whistles filled the air. For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely heated.
Speaking of which, it was strange. Although Yang Miaozhen was beautiful, she never put on makeup. Even her hair was simply combed to the back of her head and tied into a braid. She also had a tough personality. Logically speaking, she should not fit the alluring and coquettish look that most men liked.
However, her skin was very white, even whiter than the average woman. Although her clothes were conservative, her slender and delicate neck and the patch of white skin between her collars could not be covered. The more conservative her clothes were, the more seductive her skin was. It was as if her skin had an inexhaustible charm that attracted the gazes of men.
In addition to her strength, her arrogance, all these factors combined together, causing her heroic aura to exude a unique charm. Whenever men saw her, they would have an uncontrollable urge to conquer her, press her under their bodies, and ravage her.
Many of the men in the Red Coat Army were bandits. It wasn't that no one dared to make a move on her. It was just that after her invincible Pear Blossom Spear pierced through them, no one dared to act blindly without thinking.
Although they didn't dare to make a move, they couldn't stop the thoughts in their minds. Zhang Lin's words were right. There wasn't a single man in the Red Coat Army who didn't want to ride this beautiful rouge horse.
It was a pity that her martial arts were too high. It was so high that no one in the entire Red Coat Army was a match for her. Now that they finally had the chance to see her lose to a man, everyone was naturally excited.
Looking at Yang Miaozhen in the middle of the field, Song Qingshu was a little confused. They had just fought a few days ago, why would they fight again in front of everyone? If he were to defeat her again, wouldn't it be difficult for her to step down?
However, seeing the hope in her eyes, Song Qingshu suddenly understood. The relationship between the two originated from Li Quan's pot of tea. It wasn't convenient for him to say it out loud. What happened in the cave that night was even more likely to be an illicit affair.
Even though Yang Miaozhen didn't really care about such things, no woman was willing to be secretive all the time. Hence, she needed a legitimate excuse to let everyone know about the progress of their relationship. She didn't need to act sneakily like before. If word of this got out, it wouldn't look good on everyone.
What else could be more justifiable than having a martial arts duel in front of a large crowd and gradually developing feelings for each other?
After understanding all of this, Song Qingshu stood up and walked over, "I've long heard that the Pear Blossom Spear is invincible. Today, I finally have the honor of witnessing the Fourth Lady's elegance."
Seeing him enter the field, the corner of Yang Miaozhen's lips curled up slightly. Hearing his words, she said softly, "I won't hold back. You don't have to hold back either." She was very clear about their martial arts. Even if she used her full strength, it would be difficult for her to injure her opponent.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, "Don't cry when you get hit later."
Yang Miaozhen lightly snorted and a cold light flashed in her hand. The Pear Blossom Spear was like a dragon emerging from the sea. In an instant, it enveloped all of her opponent's vital acupuncture points. The originally blazing bonfire seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, instantly becoming bright and dark.
There was no lack of experts in the field. When they saw this, they couldn't help but change their expressions. If it was them, they most likely wouldn't be able to dodge this spear. The people of the Red Coat Army already knew of Yang Miaozhen's abilities. Naturally, they didn't need to mention it. In the Yangzhou Army, there were actually people who didn't believe that a woman like her could shamelessly boast that her Pear Blossom Spear was invincible. But now that they had seen it, they finally understood that the rumors were not false.
One by one, everyone opened their eyes wide. They wanted to see how Song Qingshu would deal with this. They only saw his sleeve lightly shake. It was as if there was a universe in his sleeve. In an instant, the sky full of spear shadows became invisible.
Yang Miaozhen felt an enormous force coming from her hand. She was slightly startled and hastily pushed off the ground. Her body was like an arrow that had left a bow. She raised her spear and rushed forward. She planned to use this force to break the shackles of her opponent's sleeve.
Song Qingshu knew that his opponent was a first class expert of the present age. If he used all of his strength, it was very likely that his sleeve would be torn to shreds. At that time, it would be very indecent to expose his arm. Therefore, he loosened his grip on her spear. However, his right hand seemed to come out of nowhere and rested on her shoulder.
Yang Miaozhen was greatly alarmed. She shook the spear in her hand and pear blossoms appeared on her shoulder. Even with Song Qingshu's abilities, he didn't dare to directly touch these pear blossoms. He could only dodge to the side.
When Yang Miaozhen felt that her opponent's hand had left her shoulder, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, she understood that her opponent had already held back. If that hand had contained internal energy, she would have already been seriously injured.
"Could it be that the disparity between me and him is really that big?" Although she had lost to her opponent at the Golden Snake Meeting, she didn't think that her opponent's martial arts were much higher than hers. Now that she had bitterly cultivated for so long, she thought that she would have the strength to fight. However, reality had given her a heavy blow.
However, this had instead stimulated the unwillingness to admit defeat in her heart. She lightly bit her red lips. Her Pear Blossom Spear was executed flawlessly. Her entire body advanced and retreated. Her red robes and crimson skirt seemed to have transformed into a red cloud. It was very difficult for the crowd to see her figure clearly.
Song Qingshu's entire body's movements were much more relaxed. It was as if he was strolling in the forest. Everyone could see his every move clearly. Many people broke out in cold sweat for him. However, they didn't know why, under the opponent's storm-like attacks, none of the pear blossoms that filled the sky had touched his clothes.
"It should be about time." With a thought, Song Qingshu's left palm suddenly turned into a claw. He casually hooked it out and caught his opponent's wrist. Yang Miaozhen was startled and immediately retreated.
Song Qingshu took advantage of the situation and pushed lightly. His inner strength was extremely vigorous. However, this time, he used a gentle force and didn't have any intention of harming her. Even so, Yang Miaozhen's footing was still unstable. Just as she was about to fall, Song Qingshu's right arm reached out and caught her in his embrace.
The spectators cheered and whistled. Immediately, it was a noisy scene.
Yang Miaozhen originally had a generous personality. However, being hugged by him like this in front of so many people, her face couldn't help but turn red. "Hurry and let go of me."
Song Qingshu lowered his head to look at the beauty in his embrace. He saw that her hair was slightly sweaty and her chest was heaving up and down. Her eyes were bright and her teeth were white. She looked a bit more delicate and beautiful than usual. He couldn't help but laugh. "Call me good big brother, and I'll let you go."
"Good big brother, good big brother ~"
When the others heard this, they couldn't help but shout "good big brother" and "good big brother" nonstop. They all looked like they wanted the world to be in chaos.
If it was in private, Yang Miaozhen would have already shouted it. However, in this situation, in front of so many people, how could she say it? She anxiously kicked at his waist, hoping that he would let go of her.
Song Qingshu raised his hand to block it. With a backhand hook, he caught her right leg. It sounded easy, but Yang Miaozhen could use spear techniques with both her hands and feet. If it wasn't for his martial arts reaching a level where he could use them as he pleased, how could he catch her attack?
"Hey, if you break my waist, what will happen to the happiness of the rest of your life?" Song Qingshu whispered in her ear.
Sensing that her waist was accumulating strength, Song Qingshu knew that her other leg was about to attack. He had fought with her before, so he knew that her other leg was about to make a move. Therefore, he grabbed her ankle and pushed it upwards.
Yang Miaozhen cried out in surprise. Her two long legs had already been pressed into a split. How could she make another move? If it were any other woman, they would have been strained. Only Song Qingshu, who had personally experienced her flexibility, could suppress her and make her unable to fight back at the same time.
Song Qingshu put her ankle on his shoulder under the cover of his drunkenness. He moved closer to her and said, "Aren't you going to call me good big brother?"
Seeing the ambiguous posture between the two, the surrounding people all swallowed their saliva. How could they not want to suppress the Fourth Lady like this? Unfortunately, they also knew that they didn't have the ability to do so. They could only wave the flag and cheer for Song Qingshu.
"The Fourth Lady's flexibility is unparalleled. She can actually make such a posture."
"It seems that our Fourth Lady is really going to fall."
"Hehe, the Golden Snake King is elegant, and his methods of picking up girls are even more admirable."
"Ah, I only hope that the Golden Snake King will be gentler with my goddess tonight."
"Tsk, is that even possible? If it were you, you would probably want to stuff your balls in there. "
"Damn, lower your voices. Their martial arts are so high. What if they hear you? Do you want to die?"
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These people's words faintly reached Yang Miaozhen's ears. She knew that if she kept this embarrassing posture, she didn't know what dirty thoughts these people would have in their minds. She could only quietly say, "Good big brother, let me go."
Hearing her coquettish and angry words, Song Qingshu's bones almost melted. He also knew that this was somewhat inappropriate, so he loosened his hand and took a step back, "Fourth Lady, thank you for letting me win."
Yang Miaozhen's cheeks were flushed, but she soon cupped her hands in front of her chest and said, "I am no match for you. This time, I wholeheartedly accept my defeat." At the same time, she secretly made up her mind to privately ask him how his martial arts had improved so rapidly.
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Since I lost, there should be a prize. Why don't you block the bar for me?"
Yang Miaozhen knew that he was looking for a reason to increase the ambiguous relationship between them. She secretly sighed that he really understood what she was thinking. She nodded and said, "Okay!"
Hearing that the Fourth Lady was going to block the bar, whether it was the Red Coat Army or the Yangzhou Army, everyone became even more rowdy. No matter if they were drunk or not, they all came to join in the fun. On the surface, they were toasting to Song Qingshu, but in reality, they wanted to get the high and mighty Fourth Lady drunk.
Yang Miaozhen had mingled with men for so many years, yet she was able to maintain her integrity. In addition to her high martial arts, it was also because she had never been drunk before. But no matter how much she could drink, after being toasted by so many people, her fair cheeks quickly turned red. In the end, she even felt a wave of dizziness. She rolled her eyes at the man next to her, thinking that this time I'm going to die because of you.
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The first day of the New Year, I wish everyone a happy New Year!
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