Song Qingshu couldn't help but rub his nose. This matter had already spread far and wide. He didn't expect Hong Qigong, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to be so gossipy behind his back.
Hearing the Old Urchin's words, Yang Guo immediately flew into a rage. "Old Urchin, I thought of you as a friend. Why are you insulting me like this?"
"Why are you angry?" The Old Urchin scratched his ears and cheeks in confusion. "I didn't insult you. I congratulated you because I thought of you as a friend."
Yang Guo suppressed his anger and coldly said, "I lost my aunt. What's there to be happy about?"
The Old Kid grinned and moved closer to him. "What's so good about women? They all look disgusting and mean a lot of trouble. It's so free to play alone like me. Brother Yang, you'll know the benefits of being alone after you get used to it."
Yang Guo finally understood what he meant. Thinking of the Old Urchin's usual incoherent way of talking, he didn't take it to heart. "My aunt is different from other women."
The Old Urchin nodded in agreement. Then he pulled Yang Guo's sleeve and said, "Xiao Long Nu is indeed different from other women. She's much more fun. Even though I've learned most of her bee controlling skills, I can't learn how to sleep on a rope. Yang Guo, do you have any tricks?"
Yang Guo's breath caught in his throat. "I don't know either."
Xiao Long Nu's special sleeping position could only be achieved by someone with a pure heart. Even an innocent person like the Old Urchin couldn't do it, let alone someone with a clever heart like him.
Thinking of the time they spent together in the Ancient Tomb and the beautiful figure on the rope, Yang Guo felt a pain in his heart. He felt the air in his body churning and he almost spat out blood.
The girl in green hurriedly patted his back and comforted him. "Brother Yang, don't be angry."
Zhou Botong finally noticed the girl next to him. He winked and smiled. "Yang Guo, Yang Guo, you're not a good person either. You were just asking about Xiao Long Nu, and now you're spending the night with Miss Gongsun. You'd better buy me over. Otherwise, the next time I see Xiao Long Nu, I'll complain about you."
He had been to the Unrequited Love Valley before, so he naturally recognized the other party.
Song Qingshu nodded his head. It looked like this girl in green was Gongsun Lu 'E. Thinking about the girl who died for Yang Guo in the original novel, he couldn't help but sigh. He hoped that the two of them would have a happy ending in this world.
However, when he recalled the expression on the other party's face when he mentioned Xiao Long Nu, he knew that this matter would be difficult.
Sure enough, Yang Guo smiled mournfully, "Why would Gu Gu care about such things now?"
Feeling his emotions, Zhou Botong scratched his head in annoyance. "Aiya, every time I hear you talk about love, I feel uncomfortable."
At this moment, Jin Bingyun stepped forward and said, "Junior greets Senior Zhou." With her looks, even if she didn't move from her seat, she would still be the center of attention. However, she was Pang Ban's disciple after all. Many people were afraid of Pang Ban's reputation and didn't dare to act too rashly. But now that she had walked out, they could openly and greedily look at her slender body.
"You're quite pretty," Zhou Botong turned around and looked at her. Even though he didn't know much about the world, he still felt that she was pleasing to the eye. "What senior? Am I that old? Just call me Zhou Botong. "
"Uh …" Looking at his head of white hair, even Jin Bingyun didn't know how to respond. She changed the topic, "I heard you mention Song Qingshu just now. Are you talking about the Golden Snake King, Song Qingshu?"
The noisy hall instantly quieted down, and even Khubilai perked up his ears. It was clear that Song QingShu had suddenly risen to power in the central plains and had become a force that even he could not ignore.
Song Qingshu looked at Jin Bingyun curiously. Why was this woman asking about him?
"Who else but him?" The Old Urchin shuddered. "But this nickname is too ugly. The next time we meet, I must make him change it. The Old Urchin is most afraid of snakes." Thinking back to the time when he was teased by the Western Poison Ouyang Feng with his snake formation, he felt uncomfortable all over.
"Are you familiar with him? You can just make him change his nickname?" Jin Bingyun had already figured out his personality and didn't purposely call him senior anymore. Cola Literature
"He and I …" Zhou Botong stuttered, but when he saw the people around him looking at him, his eyes rolled, and he immediately patted his chest and said, "Of course I know him very well, he even taught me the bamboo bird that flies in the sky."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh. How are we familiar? But hearing him talk about this, he vaguely remembered that he saw him and Huang Rong when they were gliding.
"Bamboo birds that can fly? Like kites? " Khubilai couldn't help but ask. Back then, when the Golden Knife Prince helped the Khan conquer Samarkand, he used something similar.
"How can it be a kite? Do you think I can't even tell a kite apart?" Zhou Botong was displeased and bragged about what he saw that day. He made it sound like a celestial being had descended to the mortal world. Even Song Qingshu felt embarrassed.
"Senior, can you teach us how to make this paper bird?" Khubilai asked eagerly. As a famous general, he naturally knew how important this kind of thing was.
Zhou Botong looked embarrassed. "Unfortunately, I didn't learn it."
Song Qingshu was speechless. I didn't teach you anything. I didn't think that this guy was also someone who liked to brag.
"Based on what you said, then Song Qingshu probably knows how to make it." Jin Bingyun blinked as if she was deep in thought.
"Of course." Zhou Botong nodded.
Jin Bingyun couldn't help but sigh, "This Prince Song is so young but not only is his martial arts unparalleled, he's also built such a large empire. He even has so many strange ideas. Could he really be a celestial being that descended to the mortal world?"
Hearing this, Yang Guo became even more depressed. He picked up the cup of horse milk wine in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhou Botong walked around Jin Bingyun and looked her up and down, making her feel extremely uncomfortable, "Is there something wrong with my body?"
"That's not it. I was just thinking about what the old beggar told me about Song being the devil of all women. No woman could resist his charm. At first, I didn't quite understand, but now that I see you like this, I kind of understand what's going on." Zhou Botong turned to Yang Guo and said, "This girl hasn't even seen Song, yet she's already like this. Brother Yang, it's not wrong for you to lose."
"Cough, cough …" Yang Guo couldn't hold it in any longer and a trickle of blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth. Gongsun Lu 'E hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe it off and glared at Zhou Botong, "Old Urchin, can you not speak nonsense?"
Song Qingshu was also a bit apologetic. He walked over to hold Yang Guo's hand and used his internal energy to help him recover, "I'm afraid that brother Yang's martial arts can't withstand great emotions. I hope that you'll pay more attention to it."
Yang Guo looked at him with some surprise, "Thank you."
Jinlun Fawang looked at the two of them suspiciously, deep in thought.
Even though Jin Bingyun usually had a calm expression on her face, she couldn't help but blush when she heard this in front of everyone, "Senior, you're mistaken. It's just that my master is a bit curious about that Prince Song, so I'm helping him find out."
Only then did the people around them feel relieved. How could the goddess in everyone's hearts be moved so easily? But then they thought about how even the Evil Master Pang Ban was interested in Song Qingshu. Could it be that that person was really that strong?
Song Qingshu was also shocked. It looked like he had been too ostentatious these past few years. Perhaps it wasn't just Pang Ban, but his name was also on Temujin's radar. Ah, in this world, staying low was the way to go.
Zhou Botong had been messing around for a while and now he was getting bored. He said, "Little girl, you asked me quite a few questions just now, now it's my turn to ask you."
Jin Bingyun smiled slightly, "What would Mister Zhou like to ask?"
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