"She was clearly interested in you in the beginning." Song Qingshu said angrily, "If the Sun Moon Sect and the Red Coat Army hadn't interrupted her, she probably wouldn't have known that you were a woman. Hehe, but even so, she still got what she wanted. "
Seeing the gloating expression on Song Qingshu's face, Zhao Min knew that he was referring to her being "bullied" by Madam Tang last night. She couldn't help but say angrily, "It's all your fault."
The two of them quarreled along the way. They turned from a small path into a col, passed by a dozen large willow trees, and saw a few tile-roofed houses by a small stream. Zhao Min was delighted, "We're finally here."
However, Song Qingshu blocked her with one hand and looked at the tile-roofed house with a solemn expression, "I wonder which hero is waiting for Song Mou here."
"Mister Song's internal energy is indeed profound. You knew that we were hiding in the house from so far away."
A crisp and gentle voice came from the tile-roofed house. A group of black-clothed people quickly came out and surrounded the two of them.
Noticing the sun and moon embroidered on the black-clothed people's clothes and the unique bamboo tube shape, Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh, "Sage Nun, you really can't forget me. You actually mobilized so many people to wait here."
"Hmph, I haven't seen you for a day, but your mouth still stinks."
With a soft snort, Ren Yingying slowly walked out of the house with her hands behind her back. Her green dress fluttered in the wind, and her delicate and timid body looked like it would be blown away by the wind.
"Stinks? Really? "The first sentence was directed at Ren Yingying, but the second sentence was directed at Zhao Min's face.
"So disgusting." Zhao Min had a look of disgust on her face as she returned a punch.
Song Qingshu laughed and looked at Ren Yingying, "How does Sage Nun know that Song Mou's mouth stinks? Have you smelled it before?"
"How dare you speak to Sage Nun like this!" Seeing his frivolous words, the Sun Moon Sect's members angrily rebuked.
Ren Yingying's face darkened. "I'm not here to argue with you today. Last time, Fourth Lady protected you. Let's see where you can run to today."
It turned out that she had no choice but to retreat last night. Ren Yingying recalled the scene on the Black Wood Cliff. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She decided to kill Song Qingshu. She could tell that Zhao Min was seriously injured and guessed that Song Qingshu had come to Kaifeng to seek treatment from Ping Yizhi. Thus, he had long since set up an ambush here, and sure enough, he was caught red-handed.
Song Qingshu smiled calmly. "Why should I run? Even if Cult Master Ren came personally, Song Mou wouldn't care. Do you think you can stop me with just these shrimp soldiers and crab generals? "
The Sun Moon Sect's members were all famous experts in Jianghu. They were elites that Ren Woxing had secretly recruited. Even though they weren't as strong as the Sect Elders, they weren't too far off. Hearing Song Qingshu's words, they were all enraged.
Ren Yingying raised her hand to stop her subordinates from cursing. She said softly, "Mister Song's martial arts are naturally not bad. However, no matter how good a person is, he's still just an ordinary person. The bamboo tubes in their hands are filled with poisonous ink. Even a little bit of it will kill you. Mister Song can give it a try."
"Is it really that poisonous?" Song Qingshu shrugged with a face full of disbelief.
"You're still joking at a time like this." Zhao Min said in a low voice. In fact, she couldn't understand why Song QingShu didn't take the opportunity to escape when this group of people rushed out. Instead, he let them surround them and put them in such a desperate situation. Zhao Min had seen the power of the Sun Moon Sect's poison last night.
Ren Yingying saw that he didn't move, so she wasn't in a hurry to give an order. She smiled faintly and said, "Since you've come to seek medical treatment from Mister Ping, you've naturally heard of his reputation as a divine doctor. This poison was meticulously developed by Mister Ping. I'm afraid that even the other three divine doctors in the world can't cure it. "
"Song Mou almost forgot that Ping Yizhi is a member of your Sun Moon Sect." Song Qingshu sighed. He looked at the short and fat old man beside Ren Yingying and asked, "Is this Doctor Ping who is known as the 'Famous Killer Doctor'?"
Seeing Song Qingshu's appearance, a strange look flashed through the short and fat old man's eyes. However, he quickly concealed it and laughed, "Yes, it's me."
"According to Song Mou's knowledge, Doctor Ping used to be Dongfang Bubai's confidant. Now that Ren Woxing and his daughter have rebelled, have you changed sides so quickly?" He recalled that Dongfang Muxue had once told him that she had used Ping Yizhi to deceive Dongfang Bubai into thinking that he could perform a brain transplant. That was how Dongfang Muxue was able to seize the opportunity to become the real Dongfang Bubai.
"As the saying goes, a fine bird chooses a tree to nest in. Dongfang Bubai has gone against the grain and has long fallen into a bottomless abyss. Moreover, the position of Sect Leader originally belonged to Sect Leader Ren." Recalling that Dongfang Muxue had burned the bridge after crossing the river and did not pass the Sunflower Treasure Book to him, Ping Yizhi gnashed his teeth in hatred.
"Dongfang Bubai has fallen into a bottomless abyss?" Song Qingshu looked at Ren Yingying with a smile, "Is this what Sect Leader Ren and the Holy Nun told their subordinates?"
Without waiting for the other party to reply, Song QingShu said to Ping Yizhi, "I wonder if they told Doctor Ping that I fell off the cliff with Dongfang Bubai that day. Am I not standing here in one piece?"
Hearing his words, Ping Yizhi's expression changed. The members of the Sun Moon Sect couldn't help but look at each other. Dongfang Bubai's prestige was still there, and they had sworn loyalty to Ren Woxing because they thought that Dongfang Bubai was dead.
Ren Yingying's face was ashen. A sect couldn't have two leaders. In order to appease the people as soon as possible, Ren Woxing naturally announced that Dongfang Bubai was dead. Who knew that Song Qingshu would expose him at this time?
Song Qingshu was waiting for this opportunity. Seeing that the people's attention wasn't on him, he suddenly pounced on Ren Yingying. When the people reacted, Song Qingshu had already returned to his original position. He had Ren Yingying by the neck and was standing in front of the two people.
"Dongfang Bubai!" Ping Yizhi muttered to himself. Song Qingshu's ghost-like movements reminded him of Dongfang Bubai in the past. A trace of fear appeared on his face.
"You guys can shoot as much as you want. If you hurt this beautiful Holy Nun, I'm afraid your Sect Leader Ren won't let you off." Song Qingshu calmly looked around. Wherever his gaze landed, the members of the Sun Moon Sect put down their bamboo tubes involuntarily.
"You guys can shoot as much as you want. Don't worry about me." Ren Yingying was angry and anxious. She didn't expect that a moment of carelessness would cause the tables to turn, turning her from the hunter to the prey. Thinking about what Song Qingshu had done to her in the bathtub at Blackwood Cliff, and now that she was in his hands, she didn't know what kind of humiliation she would have to endure. Ren Yingying made up her mind and simply ordered her subordinates to shoot the poisonous water arrows. She wanted to perish together with Song Qingshu.
The members of the Sun Moon Sect looked at each other. Who would dare to make a move on the dignified Holy Nun? Not only would they not get any merit, but they would also get into trouble. Therefore, although they heard Ren Yingying's order, they all chose to put down their bamboo tubes at the same time.
"How many times have you fallen into my hands?" Song Qingshu laughed and said in her ear as Ren Yingying kept twisting in his arms.
"Bah!" Ren Yingying's response was a spit of spit from Ren Yingying.
Song Qingshu leaned to the side and dodged. Ren Yingying's spit instantly landed on Zhao Min's face. Zhao Min's willowy brows straightened and she raised her hand to slap Ren Yingying.
"Hey, you should give her some face in front of her subordinates." Song Qingshu hurriedly blocked Zhao Min's hand.
"Hmph." Zhao Min angrily retracted her hand. "In the end, it's all your fault."
"Flirting in broad daylight. Don't you have any shame?" Ren Yingying spat.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Zhao Min glared at her angrily.
"Holy Nun, don't be so quick with your tongue." Song Qingshu hurriedly separated the two women and smiled at Ren Yingying. "I treat you well, right? You've fallen into my hands so many times, but I've never touched a hair on you. I'm still protecting you even now. Instead, you're the one who wants to kill me every time you see me. "
"Pui, shameless." Ren Yingying gritted her teeth as she thought about how he would take advantage of her every time she fell into his hands.
"Prince Song, how about we make a deal?" Ping Yizhi couldn't stand it any longer. He coughed lightly and interrupted the seemingly intimate conversation between the two.
"That depends on the bargaining chip." Song Qingshu raised his head and smiled.
"Young Master Song, your companion's footsteps are unsteady, and his breathing is rapid. His face is pale, and I'm afraid he's severely injured. You're here to seek medical attention, right?" Ping Yizhi said confidently.
"Mister Ping's eyes aren't bad. Alright, as long as you treat my companion, I'll let your Holy Nun go. How about that?" Song Qingshu felt that this was a very fair deal.
Unexpectedly, Ping Yizhi shook his head. "No."
"What do you mean?" Song Qingshu was shocked.
"You should know my rules. Treat one person, kill one person. It's not impossible for me to save your companion, but you have to help me kill someone first." Ping Yizhi said indifferently.
"What?" Song Qingshu sneered. "You're so daring. You don't even care about your Holy Nun's life?"
"The Holy Nun is the Holy Nun, and rules are rules." Ping Yizhi's voice was hoarse. "If I'm not wrong, the Holy Nun is such a charming beauty. Young Master can't bear to hurt her."
"Ping Yizhi, don't talk nonsense." Ren Yingying was the thinnest skinned person. She valued her face the most in her life. When she heard Ping Yizhi's words, she couldn't help but fly into a rage.
Zhao Min looked playfully at Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu couldn't help but blush. He said in a low voice, "What if I don't agree?"
"It doesn't matter. Then let's just continue like this." Ping Yizhi's face was calm. "We can afford to waste time, but Young Master's companion can't. This old man can see that you've been using your internal energy to prolong her life. However, looking at her complexion, she seems to have experienced some great joy and sorrow last night. Her injuries have worsened. If she doesn't receive treatment in two hours, even if you transfer all your energy to her, it will be useless."
Song Qingshu was shocked. As expected, he noticed that Zhao Min's face was growing paler. He thought that last night, Tang Furen must have … At that time, she was so angry that her injuries worsened.
Zhao Min clearly had the same thought. When she met his gaze, she couldn't help but glare at him.
"Who do you want me to kill?" Song Qingshu sighed. Earlier, he had joked with Zhao Min about having the experts of the Ruyang Household make a move. Ping Yizhi obviously wouldn't accept it. So, he could only agree and let Ping Yizhi save Zhao Min first. He would think of another way to kill her.
"This person is very famous in the martial arts world. You may not dare to kill him." Ping Yizhi deliberately paused and chuckled.
"Famous in the martial arts world?" Song Qingshu was stunned. He didn't know who Ping Yizhi was referring to. He thought to himself, "If you want me to kill Zhang Wuji, I would be more than happy to do so."
"What, are you afraid?" Ping Yizhi curled his lips in disdain.
"Don't try to provoke me. In this world, there aren't many people that I, Song Qingshu, can't kill." Song Qingshu smiled faintly. His tone was full of disdain.
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