Seeing him in front of her, Jin Bingyun also stopped and slowly pulled out the long sword in her hand. "Who are you?"
Song Qingshu pulled the mask on his face to make sure it did not fall off. He then said in a low, muffled voice, "If you want to fight, just fight. There's no need to talk so much nonsense." As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked her. She came from the Devil Palace, so he naturally would not let go of this opportunity to test her.
Previously, he had tested her with the Little Devil Master Fang Yeyu and the others, but it was not comprehensive. He wanted to see if he could find any information related to the "Taoist Heart Devil Seed" from Jin Bingyun.
Jin Bingyun was stunned. She had a high status in the Devil Palace, and with her outstanding appearance and temperament, even the higher-ups in Mongolia treated her with respect. Ordinary men were even more careful to show their best side when they saw her. She had never seen someone who attacked her as soon as they met.
However, she was only slightly stunned. Soon, she calmed down and waved her sword to meet the attack.
After a few moves, Song Qingshu frowned. Although the opponent's martial arts were good, there was still a big gap between him and her. It was probably unrealistic to speculate Pang Ban's martial arts from her.
However, Red Sun Dharmaraja mentioned that Pang Ban had chosen her as the medium for the Taoist Heart Devil Seed. Then her martial arts must be related to the Taoist Heart Devil Seed. He might be able to see some clues from the opponent's inner force.
However, Jin Bingyun felt that the opponent was a little distracted. She felt a little strange. There was only a thin line between masters, so why did the opponent make such a mistake?
Although she was a little puzzled, she should not let go of such a good opportunity. The sword in her hand smoothly stabbed toward the opponent's vital acupoints.
Song QingShu moved his body to the side and dodged her sword. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward. Jin Bingyun immediately lost her balance and staggered forward.
She was shocked, but her expression was still as calm as water. She waved her left hand. Her slender hand looked soft, but if it was hit, it would not be a problem to break a stone tablet.
Unfortunately, her hand was only halfway through when she was hit by the opponent's shoulder. The Qi in her body stagnated for a moment, and then her whole body flew into the air and was flipped by the opponent.
Jin Bingyun tried to keep her balance and stretched out her leg to kick forward. Unfortunately, the opponent directly leaned against her body, leaving her no place to exert force. Then she found that her hands were locked behind her back, and the opponent's knee was also on her waist, making her unable to move.
"What martial arts are you using?" Jin Bingyun did not show any panic and still asked calmly.
Song Qingshu was stunned. "Aren't you afraid?"
Jin Bingyun said indifferently, "Why should I be afraid? Life or death makes no difference to me."
Song QingShu did not expect her words to reveal a strong sense of melancholy, completely unlike a young girl's state of mind. He deliberately said fiercely, "But for a woman, death is not the most terrifying thing, especially for someone as beautiful as you. Aren't you afraid that I'll violate you?" After saying that, he purposely let out a few sinister laughs, making him feel like a bad guy. The two of them were so close to each other, and he could smell the elegant fragrance coming from her body, making him feel more and more immersed in his role.
Of of of the sound. he thought he think she would, he would make her. "of. he of." to he he he. "he he."
Song Qingshu, "???"
It took him a long time to catch his breath. "woman, you have successfully attracted my attention. Why don't you care about this?"
Jin Bingyun replied, "first of all, you will die immediately after you violate me. second of all, if I can make someone sad, I will feel a sense of revenge."
Song Qingshu asked tentatively, "are you saying that there is … poison in your body?"
"Poison?" Jin Bingyun was stunned and then nodded. "you can think of it that way."
"But you are alive and kicking. It doesn't look like there is poison in your body." As Song Qingshu chatted with her, he had already quietly checked her body with his inner breath. He checked her meridians and the nature of her internal energy.
"if you don't believe me, you can try it yourself." Jin Bingyun was still cold. She didn't feel the slightest shame for being controlled from behind.
Song Qingshu was also helpless to meet such a woman. If it were someone else, he might really flirt with such a fairy-like girl. But when he thought that she was the medium of the demonic seed, he dispelled all thoughts.
Seeing that he did not speak, Jin Bingyun asked, "you haven't answered my question yet. what was the name of your move?"
"it has no name. I just used it casually." The pull, hit, and turn just now was a reference to the Grasping the Bird's Tail in Tai Chi. He had seen him use it once in the Golden Snake Camp, so he had a deep impression of it. He imitated it casually. At their level of martial arts, all kinds of martial arts were at their fingertips. Although the actual effect might not be as good as the original version, they could imitate most of it.
"Oh." Jin Bingyun thought that he did not want to say it, so she did not continue to ask, "then do you still want to violate me?"
Hearing her ask such a serious question, Song Qingshu could not help but feel a headache. How could he answer this?
Jin Bingyun said again, "if you don't want to violate me, can you let go of me? This position is very uncomfortable."
At this time, Song Qingshu had already heard the footsteps of a large group of Mongolian warriors coming this way. He had almost checked the zhenqi in her body, so he let go of her hands. "Haha, today is not the right time. I will find another time to continue this fate with you." With that, he floated away.
Jin Bingyun rubbed her sore shoulders. Looking at his disappearing figure, she suddenly asked, "are you Song Qingshu?"
Hearing this, Song Qingshu was so shocked that he almost fell from the sky. Why did this woman want to go against him? She had also drawn everyone's attention to him in the Imperial Palace.
At this time, it was not appropriate to say anything, so he simply left. Only Jin Bingyun was left standing there silently. The cold north wind made her dress flutter, making her figure seem even more delicate.
At this time, a group of Mongolian warriors rushed over. When they saw her, they hurriedly asked, "Miss Jin, which direction did the assassin escape to?"
Jin Bingyun pointed in the direction that Song Qingshu had left, then turned around and walked back. With that person's lightness skill, how could these ordinary warriors catch up to him?
Who was that person?
Under the light of the setting sun, her shadow stretched out on the ground. Her entire temperament did not fit in with the people around her, and she gave off a feeling of loneliness.
Song Qingshu shook off his pursuers and decided to find Zhao Min first. This time, too many things had happened, and he needed to find her to discuss, especially the matter of how to save Guo Jing.
When he arrived outside the Ruyang Prince's Mansion, he could not help but frown. He discovered that the guards around the Prince's Mansion had become even stricter. With his lightness skill, it was difficult for him to sneak in.
It was all because of Jin Bingyun's words in the Imperial Palace!
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