Huang Rong could roughly guess why the yellow-robed girl had come to find her. Her resourcefulness was secondary, but the fact that she and Brother Jing had defended Xiangyang together for so many years made the yellow-robed girl think of her as a loyal and righteous person. That was why she dared to say these things to her, not afraid that she would turn around and tell on her.
But she did not know that there was no need to tell on her. Song Qingshu, who was behind the screen, heard everything clearly.
Huang Rong was about to answer when the door suddenly split open and a black shadow rushed into the room.
To enter in this way in the middle of the night and dressed in black, it was obvious that this person did not come with good intentions. Huang Rong subconsciously wanted to use the "Dog Beating Stick Technique" to fight the enemy, but she did not have the Dog Beating Stick and she was weak. How could she fight the enemy?
Fortunately, the yellow-robed girl was also a kung fu master. Although it happened in a hurry, she instinctively attacked the man in black.
The man in black was obviously in a hurry, but he was able to stop in an instant. He swept his leg across and rolled up the tables and chairs on the floor. He then threw them at the yellow-robed girl.
The yellow-robed girl used the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" to smash the tables and chairs in front of her. Suddenly, the man in black used a very strange and twisted body technique to get close to her side and punch her shoulder.
"Pfft!" The yellow-robed girl spat out a mouthful of blood. Her pretty face immediately turned pale. She hurriedly used the "Nine Yin Manual's Snake Shape Flipping Fox" movement technique to fall back while avoiding the opponent's next attack.
In fact, with her kung fu, she should not have been defeated so easily. But the opponent's attack was sudden and his moves were very strange. It was very different from the martial arts of the Central Plains. That was why she was injured in the first exchange of blows.
Through the exchange just now, the man in black realized that her kung fu was not weak. Now that there were guards everywhere outside, he was worried that if she recovered her breath, she would alert the others. So he did not hold back and continued to attack her, looking like he wanted to take her life.
The yellow-robed woman's beautiful face paled. She could see that with her opponent's strange movement skills, she most likely would not be able to dodge. She wanted to call for help, but all of this had happened in the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint. She didn't even have time to dodge. If she was distracted and called out, she feared that she would instantly lose her life.
Just as she was in despair, a warm embrace suddenly caught her. Looking at that familiar face, the yellow-robed woman couldn't help but blink. Wasn't she dreaming? How could he appear here?
Song Qingshu didn't have time to say anything to her. The martial arts of the person in front of him was much higher than he had imagined.
"Eh?" After being forced back by a single move, the black-clothed man let out a low cry. Clearly, he did not expect to encounter such an expert. Most importantly, he was so young.
That person clearly knew that he was in the enemy's territory. Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly attacked.
"Be careful, his moves are very strange!" At this time, the yellow-robed woman seemed to have forgotten the gap between the two of them and anxiously warned.
Sure enough, that person's movement skills were extremely strange. The martial artists of the Central Plains used sabers, spears, swords, and halberds. Most of them used their hands and legs, but this person used both his hands and feet. Headbutt, knee strike, elbow strike, and other moves were endless. At the same time, when the martial artists of the Central Plains reached a certain level of martial arts, they would often pay attention to their status. They would also be very particular when they used their moves. They would not casually roll or crawl on the ground. In their eyes, these moves could be said to be improper.
But it was precisely these strange moves that when used, the power was enormous. Even if one's true martial arts were better than theirs, it was very easy to be controlled by these strange moves.
Leaning against the headboard, Huang Rong's heart was also in her throat. Normally, she would not have worried. With Song Qingshu's current level of cultivation, who in the world could hurt him? But previously, when the Great Grandmasters of Mount Wudang fought, Song Qingshu was already quite injured. Then, he used the Solitary Yang Finger to heal his father and herself, which consumed a lot of his internal energy. It must be known that when Reverend Yideng was one of the Five Masters, he used the Solitary Yang Finger to heal someone, which resulted in him not being able to fight for five years. Although Song Qingshu's internal energy was higher than Reverend Yideng's, he could not withstand this kind of consumption.
Thinking of this, she could not help but feel a little regretful. If she had known this would happen, she would not have asked him to use his finger power in the air. But if he did not do it in the air, when their bodies touched, would she still be shameless …
She hurriedly shook off these messy thoughts and thought about how she could alert the guards of the residence to help Song Qingshu. However, she was incomparably weak. Right now, even if she used all her strength to shout, her voice would not travel far. In addition, if so many guards came and saw Song Qingshu in her room, how would she explain?
While Huang Rong was in a dilemma, Song Qingshu, with his rich fighting experience over the years, managed to break the strange moves of the man in black one by one, although he was a little flustered.
When the two separated, Song Qingshu asked with a frown, "Holy Fire Insignia martial arts. Are you from the Persian Ming Dynasty?"
"Oh, young man, you are quite knowledgeable." The man in black's voice was hoarse, and his pronunciation was very strange. Obviously, he was not from the Central Plains.
"What's your relationship with the Mountain Elder, Huo Shan?" Song Qingshu asked. This person's attainment in Holy Fire Insignia martial arts was so high that it was comparable to Ming Zun in the past. Obviously, he was a top figure in the Persian Ming Dynasty.
The man in black's eyes narrowed, but he did not answer. Suddenly, he waved his sleeve and a large number of hidden weapons were shot towards Huang Rong who was on the bed. He had already observed clearly that Huang Rong's current physical condition was not good. She was no different from a woman who did not even have the strength to truss a chicken. She would definitely not be able to dodge his hidden weapons.
If he could see it clearly, how could Song Qingshu not? In a flash, he had already appeared in front of Huang Rong. He used the Flowing Cloud Sleeve skill and brushed all the hidden weapons to one side.
Who knew that the man in black was only using this skill as a feint. In a flash, he grabbed the yellow-robed girl's shoulder and ran out.
Song Qingshu hurriedly chased after him. At the same time, he was secretly regretting that if he was not injured and his inner force was greatly damaged, he would not have allowed the man to abduct the yellow-robed girl in front of him.
However, the more he chased, the more frightened he became. It must be known that although his current condition was greatly damaged, the foundation of his Light-body Technique was still there. Who knew that after chasing for the time it took for a joss stick to burn, he still could not catch up with the man.
This man in black's martial arts was so strange, and at the same time, his Light-body Technique was superb. He did not know which expert from the Western Region he was. Could it be Huo Shan himself?
The man in black was also secretly shocked. His Light-body Technique was outstanding. All these years, it could be said that he had rarely met a worthy opponent. He did not expect that after running for so long, he still could not shake off the opponent. Seeing that the opponent was getting closer, he knew that it would not be long before he was caught up. So he simply stopped and waited for him.
Song Qingshu did not speak to him. He directly slapped his palm towards him. This palm was not as strange and magical as the opponent's previous moves. It was just an ordinary slap. However, it was a little more simple and heavy. The man in black acted as if he was facing a great enemy. He did not even have the time to use the yellow-robed girl as a threat. He could only directly use the yellow-robed girl as a hidden weapon and throw her over.
Song Qingshu caught the yellow-robed girl. He felt that there was a hidden force hidden in her body. He knew that the opponent had done something to her. He wanted to take the opportunity to injure him. Even if he could not injure her, he could at least injure the yellow-robed girl.
He hurriedly dissolved the hidden force on the yellow-robed girl's body. At the same time, he was on guard against the opponent's sneak attack. However, he was shocked to find that the man in black had already escaped.
"Escaping a thousand miles away after one attack?" Song Qingshu could not help but admire the opponent's decisiveness. Now that he had used up a lot of his internal energy, and the yellow-robed girl was injured, there was no one to take care of her. He might as well give up on the chase.
"Ying Luo, are you okay?" Song Qingshu carefully looked at the girl in his arms. His eyes were filled with worry.
The yellow-robed girl's face turned slightly red. She hurriedly straightened her body, "Just now, you were in such a hurry that he did not have the chance to poison me. The only hidden force he had was also dissolved by you. Right now, it's just an injury from fighting with him. I'll be fine after a period of rest. It's not a big deal."
Only then did Song Qingshu relax, "Just now, you really scared me to death. If something really happened to you, I'm afraid I'll live in guilt for the rest of my life."
Feeling the sincerity in his voice, even though the yellow-robed girl was heavily injured, her heart warmed, "Thank you."
Noticing that her thin figure was swaying in the cold wind, Song Qingshu walked over to support her, "I'm sorry about what happened at Wudang. I didn't think that it would cause you so much trouble."
Only then did the yellow-robed girl remember that a lot of her words had been heard by him. Especially when she admitted that she liked him in front of Huang Rong, it made her even more embarrassed. She hurriedly explained, "Actually, a lot of what I said just now was nonsense. Please don't take it to heart."
"Really?" Song Qingshu's expression was like a smile that was not a smile. The yellow-robed girl did not dare to meet his eyes.
Song Qingshu suddenly sighed, "Actually, you don't need to wait for Madame Guo to answer your question. In fact, I'm not a hero. I'm more of a hypocrite. This action this time, half of it was for the sake of national justice, and the other half was naturally out of selfishness. No man can resist the temptation of power."
"That's human nature." The yellow-robed girl suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party had said righteously that he was wholeheartedly for the public, she would have been a little disappointed. Born in the royal family and experienced so many things, her understanding of human nature was not comparable to that of an ordinary girl. Now that the other party had admitted it so frankly, she felt that a huge stone that had been pressing on her heart had suddenly been lifted.
Song Qingshu suddenly said, "When I rushed to Wudang Mountain, I was in a hurry to check on Xiao Long Nu's situation and neglected you. I'm also very sorry about this matter. These days, I think I've been feeling very guilty, but I couldn't find a chance to apologize to you."
Hearing that he actually realized this matter, the yellow-robed girl's nose turned sour and she almost cried. She bit her lip and said, "It's nothing. I'm not anyone to you. Why do you have to explain this to me?"
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "You're saying this because you're still angry with me."
The yellow-robed girl thought to herself, "How can I not be angry? But since he took the initiative to mention it, it seems that he still cares a little about me. Thinking of this, she could not help but feel a little better.
"It's all in the past, don't mention it anymore." The yellow-robed girl did not want to dwell on this matter, so she changed the topic. "Who was that man in black just now? His martial arts seemed so strange."
Song Qingshu nodded, "His martial arts style is a bit like that of the Persian Ming Dynasty. I don't know what relationship he has with the old man in the mountain."
"No wonder." Thinking of the fight just now, the yellow-robed girl felt a little scared, "Fortunately, I had you, otherwise... Hey, why did you appear in Guo Furen's room in the middle of the night?"
Song Qingshu wanted to find a random reason to explain, but when he met the other's bright eyes, his heart softened and he told the truth, "Actually, I went to treat Guo Furen's injury." He roughly told the whole story, of course, removing all the ambiguous parts.
"I see." Although the yellow-robed girl said so, thinking of Guo Fu who was sleeping soundly in the room, coupled with Huang Rong's secretive appearance, a woman's intuition told her that things could not be so simple. But Huang Rong's reputation was well-known, so she did not suspect that there was anything between the two.
Both of them chatted as they walked back, and they were already not far from the Guo Mansion. Song QingShu tilted his head to listen to the faint voice in the air, and suddenly his expression changed, "Oh no, I've fallen into the trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain!"
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