Song Qingshu's expression changed. When he looked back, he saw a crystal-clear beauty holding a long whip, standing not far away and looking at him vigilantly.
"Icy Snow?" Song Qingshu was delighted when he saw the woman's face. Back then, his meridians were severed and he wandered the underworld in a precarious situation. Fortunately, Icy Snow took care of him all the way. Not only did she help him avoid the dangers in the underworld, but she also helped him successfully recover his meridians by obtaining the Spirit Illuminating Sutra.
Song Qingshu's attitude toward Icy Snow was very complicated. On the one hand, she was his sworn brother's wife. On the other hand, when he was in a desperate situation, a fairy-like sister suddenly appeared and helped him gently. That unforgettable feeling was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.
"Prince Murong, are you alright?" Icy Snow didn't recognize Song Qingshu because he was wearing a mask. Instead, she looked at Murong Fu worriedly.
"I'm fine. Be careful, Lady Hu. This masked man's martial arts are really incredible. Don't be careless." Murong Fu was relieved when he saw Lady Hu and quickly reminded her.
"Who exactly are you? Why are you acting so sneakily?" Lady Hu nodded slightly and immediately looked at Song Qingshu vigilantly.
Song Qingshu suddenly felt that the situation was a little awkward. What would Murong Fu think if he were to take off his mask now? After all, he looked like he was going to take Murong Fu's life just now.
Before he could react, Murong Fu had already attacked. Although he had lost his sword, Gusu's Murong Botong wasn't a joke. His punches and kicks still had the demeanor of a master.
In order to cooperate with Murong Fu, Icy Snow waved her whip and attacked Song Qingshu at the same time.
Song Qingshu had countless questions in his mind at the moment, such as why Icy Snow was with Murong Fu and why Ping Yizhi wanted to kill Murong Fu … The situation was beyond his consideration and he could only brace himself to deal with it.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Not long after, Murong Fu recognized Song Qingshu's moves. He was shocked and angry, "What is your relationship with Guo Jing of Xiangyang?"
There were only three people in the world who were good at using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Murong Fu was very familiar with Qiao Feng's figure, so he naturally knew that the person in front of him was not Qiao Feng. Hong Qigong was getting on in years, so he was even less suitable. The only other possibility was Guo Jing of Xiangyang. However, Guo Jing was supposed to be guarding Xiangyang, and with Guo Jing's reputation as a hero, it was unlikely that he would hide his tracks. Therefore, it could only be his disciple.
"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms isn't a rare martial art skill," Song Qingshu smiled faintly, "Then I'd like to invite Prince Murong to evaluate what kind of martial art this is."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingshu changed the simple and fierce moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and used the most ordinary punches and kicks to attack.
Murong Fu clearly recognized every move and every style, and he also had a way to counter them, but his palms were always a hair's breadth away, and his opponent was always one step ahead and struck him.
"Taizu's Long Fist?" Murong Fu was shocked and angry at the same time.
"That's right. I heard that Qiao Feng used the most ordinary Taizu's Long Fist to defeat the heroes of the world in the battle of the Virtuous Manor. I'm very impressed, so I boldly gave it a try. I hope Prince Murong won't mind," answered Song Qingshu.
Murong Fu's handsome face swelled until it turned green. He, the dignified Southern Murong, was beaten by the most ordinary Taizu's long fist to the point where he could not retaliate. If this spread out, wouldn't he become a laughing stock?
"Prince Murong, calm down. He's just deliberately disturbing your mind," Icy Snow hurriedly reminded.
Only then did Murong Fu realize what was going on, but it was already too late. Song QingShu took advantage of his confusion to sneak in and seal his acupoint.
Song Qingshu secretly felt lucky. It was not difficult for him to defeat Murong Fu, but it was impossible for him to restrain him in such a short time. Thinking that Zhao Min's life was still uncertain at Ping Zhi's place, he did not have that much time to slowly exchange blows with Murong Fu. He could only take advantage of Murong Fu's weakness to restrain him as soon as possible.
The long whip tore through the air and Song Qingshu quickly dodged to the side. Icy Snow knitted her brows and brandished the long whip like a silver snake. The tip of the whip appeared and disappeared mysteriously, forcing Song Qingshu to be flustered.
"I didn't expect her to practice the White Python Whip Technique so skillfully. I'm afraid she's even better than Zhou Zhiruo," Song Qingshu pondered while dodging.
It turned out that as the Ancient Tomb Sect's successor, Icy Snow was most proficient in soft and slender weapons like the Silver Bell and Golden Lock. After receiving the White Python Whip Technique from Song Qingshu, her mastery of the whip technique improved by leaps and bounds.
In terms of whip technique alone, perhaps even Song Qingshu was no match for her. This involved the issue of martial arts compatibility. For example, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms was most compatible with Xiao Feng's martial arts, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw was most compatible with Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts, and the White Python Whip Technique was most compatible with Icy Snow.
However, Song Qingshu was very familiar with the White Python Whip Technique, so he could defuse his opponent's sharp attacks skillfully every time. Relying on his profound skills, he carried Icy Snow and gradually ran out of the dilapidated temple.
When Icy Snow saw that her attacks were defused skillfully by Song Qingshu, the strange look in her beautiful eyes became more intense. When she saw Song Qingshu's palm attack, she suddenly changed her attitude and gave up all resistance, looking at him quietly.
Song Qingshu was shocked. He quickly deflected his palm force and hit a rock at the side, causing dust to fly.
Icy Snow was excited and asked with a trembling voice, "Uncle, is that you?"
Song Qingshu took off his mask and said with a bitter smile, "I didn't expect that I couldn't hide from sister-in-law even with a mask."
"It's really you?" Icy Snow was pleasantly surprised when she saw Song Qingshu's appearance, "Am I not dreaming?"
"You're not mistaken. It's indeed me." Song Qingshu walked forward and looked at her quietly.
Icy Snow shakily stretched out her hand to touch his cheek. "Not long ago, I heard Murong Jingyue's announcement to the world. I thought you …" It turned out that Icy Snow had been searching for Murong Jingyue's traces all over the world and didn't immediately know that something had happened to Song QingShu. When she heard the news recently and was planning to investigate in Yanjing City, she happened to run into Murong Fu, who claimed to have found Murong Jingyue's traces, so the two of them appeared in Kaifeng City together.
Song QingShu held the smooth and soft hand on his face and felt a cold sensation on his skin. He was amazed, "The skin is so cold, could it be that this is the innate skill of the Ancient Tomb Sect's successor?"
"Sister-in-law, I'm not dead. That's just an excuse Kangxi used to deceive the world. It's a long story. I'll explain it to you in the future."
Although the matter of replacing Kangxi was of great importance, Song Qingshu didn't mind telling Icy Snow about it. In his heart, Icy Snow was a special existence. The two of them met during their childhood and went through trials and tribulations together. Song Qingshu believed that even if everyone in the world became his enemy, Icy Snow wouldn't hurt him.
The reason why he didn't tell her now was that time was tight and he couldn't explain it in a short time. He could only explain it in detail after this crisis was over.
After the initial surprise, Icy Snow found that her hand was pinched by Song Qingshu. Her snow-white skin blushed and she said softly, "Uncle, when are you going to stop pinching me?"
Song Qingshu loved it when she called him uncle. The elongated sound almost melted his heart. He was so excited that he hugged her in his arms, "After we parted last time, I was worried that we would never meet again in this life. Later, I passed by the King Of Medicine Village at Dongting Lake and wanted to see you. But Phère said that you weren't here. Do you know how disappointed I was at that time …"
Being hugged by him, Icy Snow hurriedly tried to break free, but she couldn't move him at all. When she heard his sincere murmur and thought of all the experiences they had gone through, she was filled with emotions. For a moment, she couldn't help letting him hug her.
"I'm sorry to have offended you, sister-in-law." Although Icy Snow's body was soft, cold, and comfortable to hug, Song Qingshu couldn't keep hugging her like this. He looked at her awkwardly and let go of her.
Icy Snow smiled and took a step back. She wasn't angry. Instead, she deliberately changed the topic and asked, "Uncle, why are you here all of a sudden?"
"I also want to ask you this question, sister-in-law." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "Why are you going the same way as Prince Murong?"
"When we visited Swallow Dock, we got Prince Murong's promise to help us find the whereabouts of his collateral descendant, Murong Jingyue. Although the Murong family doesn't have many people now, it's an aristocratic family with hundreds of years of history after all. They always have their special means. Not long ago, I happened to find out that Murong Jingyue has recently appeared in Kaifeng City, so Prince Murong informed me to come together. "
Icy Snow narrated unhurriedly. There was a special gentleness in her faint voice, "Initially, I wanted to inquire about uncle's whereabouts in Yanjing City, but Prince Murong spent so much energy on Big Brother Hu's matter, so I couldn't refuse his kindness. So, I decided to come to Kaifeng City to take a look first."
"Of course, a kind person like sister-in-law can't refuse other people's kindness," Song Qingshu said with a laugh, "Fortunately, sister-in-law came to Kaifeng City. If you came to Yanjing City, I'm afraid we would have missed each other."
Icy Snow smiled gently, "You're quite open-minded. I thought uncle would blame me."
"Why would I blame you?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.
Icy Snow suddenly looked a little bashful and said softly, "I came to find Murong Jingyue first instead of uncle."
Seeing Icy Snow's rare female shyness, Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He shook his head and said, "I naturally understand sister-in-law's mind. You must know that entering the Forbidden City is a narrow escape. Before that, you must avenge Big Brother Hu first so that you can avenge me without any worries."
Icy Snow blushed and rebuked, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Knowing that Icy Snow was shy, Song Qingshu didn't dare to repeat the same mistake, so he quickly explained the purpose of this trip to her.
"Eh?" Icy Snow's attention was indeed diverted by him. Her expression quickly returned to normal, but she was also puzzled, "Why would Ping Yizhi ask you to kill Prince Murong?"
"I can't figure it out either. These two people are completely unrelated," Song Qingshu said gloomily.
"Aiya, Prince Murong's acupoint was sealed by you and he's still in the broken temple." Icy Snow suddenly thought of something and exclaimed.
The two of them hurriedly rushed into the temple. Song QingShu smiled bitterly. His hand was too cheap and he insisted on trying the Stellar Transposition Technique. Who knew that Icy Snow would suddenly appear? Not only did he not get to experience the Stellar Transposition Technique, he might even offend Murong Fu.
Song QingShu's thoughts moved like lightning, and he quickly came up with a plan. In any case, he had to repay Murong Fu's kindness in the past, so he might as well do this. At that time, Murong Fu would only be grateful and would not blame him …
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