The man's face was pale, and there were many bloodstains on his body and the corners of his mouth. He looked to be in an extremely sorry state. The woman beside him was graceful and beautiful. Her bright yellow dress was extremely eye-catching, and people could recognize her at a glance. However, her dress was slightly damaged.
"The yellow-robed woman?" Song Qingshu was a little surprised. The yellow-robed woman's martial arts were almost on par with a grandmaster's. How could she be in such a sorry state?
The man beside her also looked somewhat familiar. Song Qingshu stared for a long time before he realized that the man was the Crown Prince. As the Crown Prince in the past, he was high-spirited and well-groomed every day. He looked completely different from his current appearance of a disheveled prisoner.
Song Qingshu didn't need to ask to know that the yellow-robed woman had purposely come to the palace to save the Crown Prince. However, she was discovered by the guards and was surrounded. It seemed that she had suffered serious injuries. As for the Crown Prince, his injuries were even more serious. He seemed to be on the verge of death.
"Let's see where you can run to!" A coquettish figure streaked across the sky, leaving behind a few afterimages, and directly blocked their way. Another petite figure also appeared behind them, sealing off their path of retreat.
"You two old demons have disrupted the laws of the Great Song. First, you plotted to kill the Emperor, then the Crown Prince. Even if I die today, the righteous people of the Great Song will not let you off." The yellow-robed woman's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and her tone was full of grief and indignation.
The coquettish figure giggled, "I'm not from any prestigious sect, so I'm not afraid of being cursed for killing so many people. However, I have a clear conscience when it comes to dealing with your Zhao Family's disciples."
As she spoke, her originally smiling face suddenly turned ruthless. "In the past, Zhao Kuangyin plotted to usurp the throne and plotted to kill the Guo Clan and Fu Clan's disciples. How are we going to settle this debt?"
This coquettish figure was Dan Yuru's master, Fu Yaohong. Song Qingshu didn't expect her to appear here so soon after they parted in Mongolia.
Back then, the Fu family was the imperial family of the Great Zhou Emperor, so they naturally knew that Chai Rong should be called Guo Rong.
The yellow-robed woman was immediately at a loss for words. However, she still said, "As a junior, I do not dare to judge what happened in the past. However, these years, the Song Kingdom has been prosperous and the people are at peace. The people are wealthy and have nurtured scholars for a hundred years. It can be considered a prosperous dynasty. Let the people of the world judge. See whether they miss your Zhou Kingdom or prefer the Song Kingdom."
"Peace and prosperity?" Fu Yaohong sneered, "How many years has it been since the Humiliation of Jingkang? If I remember correctly, how many of your concubines and madams were taken as slaves by the Jins? If even the royal family is in such a state, which of the common people isn't even more miserable? "
The yellow-robed woman's face immediately turned red. This matter had always been a matter that she hated in her heart, and for a moment, she couldn't find any reason to refute.
"What's the point of talking so much with her? Let's just get rid of her." The petite figure on the other side snorted. Her mature and overbearing tone was completely different from her tender appearance.
"Heavenly Mountain Tonglao ~"
Song Qingshu thought back to the records he had seen in the secret room of Vulture Palace. For a moment, his expression was somewhat complicated. The Heavenly Mountain Tonglao before him was actually no longer the senior sister of that Wu Ya Zi and Li Qiushui. The real Heavenly Mountain Tonglao was already dead. She was just a little girl that the other party had found by chance and groomed to be the successor.
Her memories, knowledge, martial arts, and even the way of thinking were now the same as the real Heavenly Mountain Tonglao. Even though he had lived two lives, it was difficult for him to figure out what to do.
While he was lost in thought, the few of them had already exchanged blows. Although the yellow-robed woman's martial arts were high, Fu Yaohong and Heavenly Mountain Tonglao were both leaders of the underworld. They were almost at the first rank below the Great Grandmaster level. How could the yellow-robed woman block them? In almost an instant, she couldn't hold on and was injured repeatedly.
Fu Yaohong snorted coldly. A hint of fierceness flashed in her eyes. While the yellow-robed woman was dealing with Heavenly Mountain Tonglao's Heavenly Mountain Plum Breaking Hands, she stabbed her hands silently towards the back of the yellow-robed woman's heart.
The bright red fingernails exuded a demonic glow. They were originally very beautiful fingers, but at this moment, they were more dangerous than any dagger. If one was stabbed by them, even a few holes would be left in a stone, not to mention a body of flesh and blood.
The yellow-robed woman naturally knew all this. She used Nine Yin Magic Claws to fight against the enemy, but her hands were blocked by Heavenly Mountain Tonglao's Plum Breaking Hands. The opponent's Plum Breaking Hands were so exquisite that the yellow-robed woman couldn't move her hands at all. She could only watch Fu Yaohong's sharp fingers stabbing towards her back.
"My life is over."
The yellow-robed woman had this thought. She didn't know why she was exceptionally calm at this moment. She had been too tired all these years. It was good to let go of everything like this. She didn't have to bear any more responsibilities or the mission of the Academy.
Her only regret was that she didn't see that person for the last time. He had a handsome face, but his smile was somewhat evil, which sometimes made people grit their teeth with hatred.
"Farewell, Brother Song." She murmured to herself.
At this moment, she suddenly heard a teasing voice, "Are you thinking of me?"
The pain she had imagined did not come. Instead, she fell into a warm embrace. The yellow-robed woman looked up at the familiar smile of the person in front of her. She couldn't help but feel dizzy.
Song Qingshu held her in his arms. The gauze-like skirt didn't seem to exist. It didn't add any thickness to her slender waist.
The yellow-robed woman finally came to her senses.
She blushed and hurriedly pushed him away, struggling out of his arms.
At this moment, there were two soft sounds of surprise. Fu Yaohong and Heavenly Mountain Tonglao stopped their attacks at the same time. Fu Yaohong and Song Qingshu were friends in Mongolia, so she quickly put away the hostility in her eyes.
Heavenly Mountain Tonglao snorted, "Song Qingshu, every time I see you, you are always lying to girls. I didn't expect you to not change after so long."
Looking at her pretending to be old and experienced, Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh. Ever since he found out her real identity, he always found it interesting to see her. "Why, are you jealous?"
The yellow-robed woman blushed. She thought that this guy was really a big pervert. He even dared to flirt with Heavenly Mountain Tonglao. Although she looked like a beautiful girl, she was old enough to be his grandmother.
Fu Yaohong also widened her eyes. She had a strange expression on her face. She didn't expect him to be so cold. Did that mean she had a chance? She was from the Tianming Sect and was good at seduction. She liked all kinds of handsome men. It was just that Song Qingshu was too powerful in the past, so she didn't dare to have such thoughts. Now that he was interested in Heavenly Mountain Tonglao, she realized that she was younger than him.
However, when she thought about the ambiguous relationship between him and her disciple, she finally gave up the idea. She knew that he wouldn't like her.
Heavenly Mountain Tonglao's face suddenly turned red. "Song Qingshu, you even dared to flirt with me!"
Although she was angry, she couldn't help but think of the scene in the Ice Warehouse of the Xixia Imperial Palace when she was naked and stuffed into Li Qiushui's bed. For a moment, she was ashamed and annoyed.
Looking at the angry face of the legal Lolita in front of him, Song Qingshu showed a knowing smile. "Anyway, you are all famous seniors in the martial arts world. It's a bit unreasonable for you to join hands to deal with a junior."
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