"Before, I saw your lifeless eyes and crazed words, I thought you were under some kind of demonic spell." Along the way, the two of them were silent. Yelu Nanxian was here to gather information, naturally she didn't want to go back just like that.
"Others laugh at me for being crazy, I laugh at them for not seeing through me." Song Qingshu didn't plan to explain, directly laughing and brushing it off.
"Which side does Lord Song intend to help?" Yelu Nanxian didn't want to beat around the bush, directly asking.
"Whichever side my good sister is on, I will help." Song Qingshu answered.
"Su Quan, is it?" Yelu Nanxian pondered, "If that's the case, then we aren't enemies."
"What?" Song Qingshu looked at her curiously.
Yelu Nanxian smiled faintly: "Nothing."
"May I ask if Miss has ever been married?" On the way, Song Qingshu couldn't find anything to say so he just blurted it out.
"No," Yelu Nanxian stopped, looking at him calmly, "What, are you interested?"
"I don't think you have a chance of becoming the main wife," Song Qingshu shook his head, "If Miss doesn't mind, you can be a concubine."
"Of all the girls in the world, nine out of ten would be angry hearing your words, unfortunately, I am the last one." Yelu Nanxian answered.
"You're a young girl, you should laugh when you want to, get angry when you want to, it's not good for you to act like an old man." Song Qingshu's expression was quite disdainful.
"Maybe I'm more mature than others." Yelu Nanxian didn't mind, smiling faintly.
"What is your relationship with Divine Dragon Island's Madam?" After a while, Yelu Nanxian asked.
"Relationship between a man and a woman," Song Qingshu smiled, "What, Miss also cares about these trivial matters of the mortal world?"
"I'm just asking." Yelu Nanxian's face was as calm as still water, no emotions could be seen.
Before they knew it, the two of them had already returned to Song Qingshu's residence. Su Quan and Fang Yi had been waiting anxiously for a long time, seeing him return, their faces lit up with joy.
"You really want to be the stallion of our grassland." Yelu Nanxian suddenly said.
"Thanks for the compliment," Song Qingshu replied nonchalantly.
"Madame Hong, the current situation on the island is extremely unfavorable to you, have you not considered quietly leaving?" Yelu Nanxian couldn't help but ask when she saw Su Quan.
"Divine Dragon Island is my home. Even if I leave, where can I go?" Su Quan was obviously taken aback, but he still replied politely.
"This Lord Song Qingshu's official career is flourishing, his residence in Yan Jing City should be big enough, Madam can go to his place to lie low for a while, I believe Lord Song would welcome this, is that right, Lord Song?" Yelu Nanxian looked at Song Qingshu with a subtle expression.
Although Su Quan was hurt by Song Qingshu, she had already recovered. However, in the end, there was still a mark left in her heart. Unconsciously, she was very close to Song Qingshu. Hearing her words, Su Quan said, "Qie does not dare to trouble my good brother. It would be best if we can solve the problem here."
"Since Madam thinks so, then I won't say anything more." Yelu Nanxian felt that this trip was very fruitful. She said with satisfaction, "Lord Song, I won't disturb your rest any longer, farewell." Finished speaking, she didn't wait for the three to reply and turned to leave.
"Fang Yi, you go out first, I have something to say to Song Qingshu." Seeing Yelu Nanxian leave, Su Quan's expression became cold.
Originally, Fang Yi thought that it was time for her to become the master, but seeing that Song Qingshu didn't seem to have any objections, she could only sadly bow with clasped hands: "Yes!"
After Fang Yi closed the door, Su Quan glared at Song Qingshu: "Stinking brat, did you do something to me?"
"Sister, as a woman, don't you know if a man has ever done anything to you?" Song QingShu said, amused.
"I … I didn't mean that," Su Quan's voice choked, hesitating for a moment before saying, "Have you ever fallen for me?"
"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Song Qingshu spread out his hands.
Su Quan's expression changed, finally helplessly said: "A lie!"
Song Qingshu smiled as he approached her, slowly reaching out his hand. Su Quan's body trembled, but in the end, she didn't react. Taking her in his arms, Song Qingshu gently said: "My good jiejie, no matter what, I will stand behind you and support you."
Su Quan's expression changed again, in this short period of time, she had actually considered a lot. Su Quan was no longer a little girl full of fantasies about love, the things she considered were very practical. She understood that her life was hanging by a thread, her only hope was Song Qingshu. Since Song Qingshu didn't want to expose her, she was happy to play the role. Leaning in his arms, Su Quan unexpectedly felt a trace of dependence, absentmindedly saying: "Good little brother, jiejie is actually very naive, don't lie to me."
"Don't worry, I'm not the same as Hong Antong. Husband and wife are birds in the same forest, flying apart when disaster strikes. This saying doesn't apply to me. "Song Qingshu moved his head closer to her lips.
Su Quan subconsciously shrank back, but Song Qingshu's hand firmly held her. Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, Su Quan silently sighed and slowly closed her eyes.
As the two lips came closer and closer, a heart-wrenching cry suddenly came from outside: "Daren Song, save me!"
The two of them suddenly woke up, and Su Quan immediately pushed him away. Black lines appeared on Song Qingshu's face. He had already recognized this was True Jade's voice and felt that his footsteps were particularly panicked, so he promptly opened the door to see what was going on.
He saw that the crown on True Jade's head had been thrown somewhere, his hair was disheveled, and he cut a sorry figure.
"Daren Song, quickly save me!" When True Jade saw him, he acted as if he had met his savior and promptly hid behind him.
Song Qingshu was just about to ask him what was going on, but before he could say anything, he stopped because he already knew what was going on. He saw a middle-aged man with disheveled hair also rushing over. It was Western Poison Ouyang Feng, who had competed in the martial arts competition during the day.
"Daren Song, quickly save me! Hong Antong sent Ouyang Feng to kill me," True Jade said in a panic from behind him.
Song Qingshu frowned. He had just promised to protect True Jade, so if he were to leave him alone at this time, True Jade would definitely lose his life.
Seeing Song Qingshu, Ouyang Feng was also startled, but then he laughed heartily and said: "It's good to see you. I've been racking my brains for several hours, and I've already broken through your sword technique."
Song Qingshu was terrified, but he sneered: "Boasting shamelessly."
"Won't you know if you try?" Ouyang Feng didn't waste words and directly attacked with his palm.
Now that things had come to this, it was impossible for Song Qingshu to stay out of this matter, so he could only win. True Jade, who was at the side, saw this and quickly escaped. At this time, Ouyang Feng's attention was completely focused on Song Qingshu, so he naturally didn't care about him escaping. Although Song Qingshu noticed it, he was similarly helpless.
In the blink of an eye, Song Qingshu and Ouyang Feng had already exchanged dozens of moves. Taking advantage of the gap, Ouyang Feng angrily said: "If you don't use your sword technique, you won't be my opponent."
Song Qingshu knew that he was speaking the truth, so he had no choice but to use his own unique skill, the Separation Sword Technique. However, he wanted to test Ouyang Feng's depth, so his moves were almost exactly the same as before.
Ouyang Feng laughed heartily, and his body rolled on the ground. Although he looked to be in a sorry state, he was able to avoid the trajectory of Song Qingshu's sword technique every time. Without the threat of the sword technique, Song Qingshu immediately fell into a disadvantage.
"As expected of Western Poison!" Song Qingshu secretly praised. Thinking of how Ouyang Feng broke the Beggar Sect's Dog Beating Stick Technique that had been passed down for hundreds of years, he also felt that it was natural. Since then, his sword no longer followed the old pattern, and each time he simply moved, like an antelope hanging its horn.
"Huh?" Ouyang Feng cried out in surprise, and the two immediately changed their offensive and defensive positions. However, after a few hours of thinking, Ouyang Feng was no longer in a sorry state like when he first encountered the Separation Sword Technique. Although he gradually fell into a disadvantage, he could rely on his decades of experience to maintain a situation where he was not defeated.
The movement of the two's attack and defense was very big, and the space needed to move and dodge was even bigger. Very soon, the courtyard was no longer suitable for fighting. The two of them fought back and forth, and coincidentally fought into the dense forest. Su Quan was worried about Song Qingshu's safety, so she quickly followed. Fang Yi also wanted to follow, but her martial arts were too poor, and not long after, she lost track of the three of them.
Wherever the two of them passed, the Gang Qi scattered in all directions, causing sand and stones to fly, and trees to break. Hearing such a big movement, it was unknown whether they were worried that they would be caught in the crossfire or something else, but everyone else on the Divine Dragon Island appeared. Of course, at this time, Song Qingshu was completely focused on dealing with each move, and did not have the mind to pay attention to this.
Up until now, the two of them had probably fought for hundreds of moves. Song Qingshu admired Ouyang Feng's martial arts foundation very much. Every time he felt that the opponent could not avoid it, but he was always able to use all kinds of strange methods to avoid it, and the following counterattack was also very sharp.
Song Qingshu had learned a lot of different things, but the most profound and profound one was the Nine Yin Manual. There were a lot of words in the manual that he clearly knew, but when put together, he did not understand what they meant. Because of his special talent, although he was able to quickly master the Nine Yin Manual by reading it once, he was powerless when it came to things that involved experience. Fighting with an expert of Ouyang Feng's level, Song Qingshu finally comprehended some profound mysteries of the Nine Yin Manual.
"Good little brother, this madman's martial arts is too high, quickly think of a way to stop fighting." Su Quan anxiously shouted from not far away.
Song Qingshu was immersed in a kind of wonderful state, how could he be willing to stop? After Ouyang Feng went crazy, he was also a martial arts fanatic, and it was rare for him to see an expert like Song Qingshu, so naturally he would not easily stop.
"It's you!" Suddenly Ouyang Feng angrily glared at the forest not far away.
Song Qingshu vigilantly looked in that direction, only to see a black shadow flash by. Ouyang Feng angrily roared and hurriedly chased after it.
Song Qingshu was surprised, he did not think that Ouyang Feng would actually abandon him like this. Out of curiosity, he also followed. Su Quan did not have time to stop him, anxiously stamping her feet, she could only follow the two's footsteps.
"Where do you think you're going!" Ouyang Feng's voice was like thunder, the escaping black clothed person's body paused for a moment, and Ouyang Feng immediately caught up to him. The two of them exchanged a palm strike, and the black clothed person let out a muffled groan, it was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries, but using the force of the palm strike, he fell into a cave.
Ouyang Feng did not think and chased after him. Song Qingshu originally had some misgivings, but thinking that there was no one on the island with martial arts that could threaten him, he also followed.
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