Although Song Qingshu had also eaten, he was naturally immune to such drugs.
"Sister-in-law, calm down and focus. Don't practice for the time being," Song Qingshu shouted anxiously.
Unfortunately, Icy Snow was at a critical juncture in her cultivation and couldn't hear him at all. Although she subconsciously felt that it wasn't appropriate to continue practicing, she didn't realize the danger involved.
"Hahahaha." Suddenly, a man's laughter came from nearby.
"Not good!" Song Qingshu cried out in alarm. This person was full of energy and his internal energy was incomparably dense. His laughter was mixed with vital energy and even Song Qingshu felt that his ears were buzzing. Why would Icy Snow, who was practicing, bother?
"Pfft!" Icy Snow spat out a mouthful of blood and finally came to her senses. She had suffered severe internal injuries.
"Who are you, scoundrel!"
Upon seeing Icy Snow spitting blood, Song Qingshu couldn't help but fly into a rage. He raised his left hand and the surrounding petals and leaves were wrapped in his internal energy. They were like sharp blades that shot toward the source of the voice.
Song Qingshu seized the opportunity to wrap Icy Snow with his clothes and asked worriedly, "How's Sister-in-law?"
Upon seeing him suddenly pouncing over, Icy Snow was a little angry. However, she understood that there was a reason for it. Besides, when she saw Song Qingshu's concerned gaze, the trace of anger in her vanished. She said weakly, "My body is so hot. I feel so uncomfortable …"
Upon seeing Icy Snow's watery eyes, Song Qingshu was taken aback. He thought, 'Could Sister-in-law have been drugged with some aphrodisiac?'
"Picking leaves and flying flowers can injure people. How did you reach such a realm at such a young age?"
A black-clothed and masked man walked over in a sorry state. His clothes were torn in two places and he probably didn't manage to dodge the attack completely.
When Song Qingshu saw that there were only two wounds on his clothes and that his body wasn't injured, a strange glint flashed in his eyes. "Your martial arts aren't bad either."
"Uncle, this person is so annoying." Icy Snow seemed to have lost all her strength. She leaned into Song Qingshu's embrace softly. Her voice was different from the usual lightness and had turned sweet and cloying.
"What kind of drug did you use on him?" Song Qingshu glared at the black-clothed man. There were only three of them here, and Icy Snow was poisoned all of a sudden. Who else could it be but him? Song Qingshu was even more fearful when he thought about how the other party could poison him right under his nose.
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, the black-clothed man was so angry that he laughed. "What a shameless couple. You're having an affair in the wild, but you're accusing me instead."
Upon hearing his words, Icy Snow's chest heaved up and down. Then, she spat out another mouthful of blood.
Song Qingshu was confused due to his concern just now. When he spoke, he realized that he might have wronged the other party. But when he heard the other party's filthy words that worsened Icy Snow's injuries, his face turned cold. He gently placed Icy Snow against the tree and said, "Sister-in-law, wait for me to kill this person first, then I'll come back to treat your injuries."
The black-clothed man didn't expect Song QingShu to come so quickly. As soon as he finished speaking, a huge force attacked in front of him. He turned pale with fright and hurriedly circulated his power in his sleeves, wanting to dissipate the force of Song QingShu's palm.
Song Qingshu's furious palm strike was like a heavy blow. The black-clothed man was horrified to realize that he couldn't disperse it at all. In a hurry, he circulated his divine power to shift the force of Song Qingshu's palm strike to the side. With a bang, a bunch of withered flowers and leaves rose from the bushes.
"Eh?" Song Qingshu looked at his palm. He didn't expect that his powerful strike would be diverted by the other party.
The black-clothed man secretly wiped off his cold sweat and chuckled. "Are you trying to silence me?"
"Who exactly are you?" The exchange just now made Song Qingshu understand that the other party wasn't someone easy to deal with. The other party's power was probably not inferior to Western Poison Ouyang Feng.
"I heard that someone used the rumored 'paying someone back in their own coin' here, so I came to take a look. Who knew that I would bump into such a scandal? Hehe." The black-clothed man's tone was full of sarcasm. Although he also found out that Song Qingshu's martial arts were unfathomable, he had never been afraid of anyone for decades. How could he show weakness in front of a junior?
"Nonsense!" Icy Snow was anxious. Her aura reversed again, and the two auras collided with each other. Her chest was extremely depressed.
"A charming young woman who has been suffering from a long drought, and a young man who is full of vigor. Haha, what a pair of uncle and sister-in-law. I won't disturb you anymore. I'll take my leave now. "The black-clothed man was also fearful of Song Qingshu's martial arts, so he turned around and left.
"Where are you going?!" How could Song Qingshu let the black-clothed man leave just like that? He didn't know the black-clothed man's background. If the black-clothed man spread the news, it wouldn't matter if Song Qingshu was thick-skinned, but Icy Snow's reputation would be ruined.
Although the black-clothed man turned around, he was already prepared. When he saw Song Qingshu pouncing at him, he quickly raised his palm to meet it. The two of them exchanged blows, and their strength shot out in all directions, turning the lush flowers into a mess.
"Hehe, brat, do you really want to take this old man's life?"
"Only a dead man won't go around spouting nonsense."
"Want to kill this old man? Brat, you're overestimating yourself. "
"Whether I'm overestimating myself or not, we'll know after we try."
…
The two of them exchanged blows, and very soon, they had exchanged dozens of moves. The black-clothed man noticed that Song Qingshu's moves were similar to some of the sect's moves that he was familiar with. Often, when a move was executed, it would change into another move in the blink of an eye, according to his own body shape.
After fighting for so long, the black-clothed man had never seen Song QingShu use a complete set of moves. Each move was the essence of each sect's moves, or according to the actual situation, Song QingShu would change his attack angle and strength at any time.
"Could it be that this little thief is no longer restricted by his moves, and has reached the legendary state of returning to simplicity?" The more the black-clothed man fought, the more frightened he became. He thought that after another two to three hundred moves, wouldn't he be controlled by him? However, this little thief was so young. Even if he started practicing martial arts in his mother's womb, it was impossible for him to reach such a state.
This was because the black-clothed man was limited by Jianghu experience. How could he know that Song Qingshu was not a Jianghu person born and raised in this world? Song Qingshu, who came from the future, had read so many Wuxia books, such as "no move is better than having a move", "no sword is better than having a sword". Even the most ordinary person would be familiar with these phrases. Although they did not understand this state, everyone knew that there was such a state.
After coming to this world, as his martial arts skills gradually increased, Song Qingshu verified the theories from his previous life, and deliberately pursued in that direction. Naturally, he took fewer detours than most people in this world.
The biggest characteristic of this world's Jianghu was that they valued their own things. For example, secretly learning martial arts was a big taboo, and masters would never pass their martial arts to disciples of other sects.
Therefore, masters who grew up in this world could only rely on themselves to explore, and it was inevitable that they would take many detours. Out of thousands of talented people, only a few would be able to vaguely realize that realm after they grew old.
After these dozens of moves, Song Qingshu secretly admired this black-clothed man's high level of martial arts. It was really rare. His mind filtered through the top experts of the Golden Book world. Suddenly, he remembered that his moves were often led astray by this black-clothed man. He could not help but blurt out, "Big Dipper, are you Murong Bo?"
After his identity was exposed by Song Qingshu, the black-clothed man's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness as he fiercely stared at Song Qingshu. His fake death was one of the biggest secrets of the Murong family. In order to hide it from the world, even his own son, Murong Fu, did not know about it. If he did not have misgivings about Song Qingshu's martial arts, he would have already rushed forward and killed the two of them.
"Your Excellency is young, but your knowledge is not shallow." After his identity was exposed, Murong Bo no longer quibbled and took off his mask. As an expert of this level, he naturally had the so-called arrogance of an expert.
Yang Kai looked at Murong Bo's white sideburns and his weathered face. Song Qingshu lamented endlessly. This was the most notorious villain in the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. His martial arts might be high, but his so-called crafty plots and schemes were truly unrefined. After running around for dozens of years, it was just a small skirmish and had no effect on the great undertaking of restoring the nation.
How could he be compared to Cheng Kun from the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber? In his enemy, the Ming Dynasty, there were plenty of martial artists who were on par with him. Furthermore, there were Yang Dingtian and the others whose martial arts were far superior to him. But even so, he still used his intelligence and forcefully caused the colossal Ming Dynasty to nearly be annihilated. Ultimately, he only lost because of the main character's halo and not because of the battle.
"I am indebted to your son in the past. I will not make things difficult for his father. As long as Your Excellency promises not to speak nonsense, I will let today's matter go. What do you think? " Song Qingshu understood clearly that with Murong Bo's martial arts, it wouldn't be a matter of a short period of time if he wanted to take Murong Bo's life. Furthermore, he would have to pay the price of suffering serious injuries. He still had to save Icy Snow. How could he have the energy to waste on Murong Bo?
"Your Excellency is so young, and your martial arts have actually reached such a level. This old man is truly in admiration." Murong Bo's expression turned gloomy. He thought that if Fu 'er was as capable as Murong Bo, with the father and son working together, they would be able to go anywhere in the world. There was no need for him to conceal his identity. "But could it be that Your Excellency really thinks that this old man is afraid of you?"
Murong Bo was a senior of the martial world. How could his face be relied on when a junior gave him a path of survival because of his son? Furthermore, he still had his trump card that he hadn't used yet. He didn't think that he would lose to his opponent.
"Song Mou has long heard of the Murong family's Big Dipper and Joined Finger. However, this is not the right time and place. I will have to experience it another day." Seeing the hesitation on Murong Bo's face, Song Qingshu continued, "Old mister, you have great ambitions. Do you really want to fight to the death with me so casually?"
Murong Bo was shocked. He had always used the deeds of Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, and Emperor Gaozu of Tang, Li Yuan to motivate himself. In order to revive the Yan Kingdom, he would probably endure the humiliation without hesitation, let alone such a small matter.
"Kid, you are right. Alright, this old man promises you. I will not tell anyone about today's matter. We will meet again." Murong Bo cupped his fists and said. Then, he turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
He had always been secretly protecting Murong Fu. Today, because he was delayed by something on the road, he only arrived now. From the information he received, Murong Jingyue's martial arts were far above Murong Fu's. Worried that something might have happened to him, he quickly chased after him.
Seeing that Murong Bo had left, Song Qingshu quickly went to Icy Snow's side. Seeing that she was already in a semi-conscious state, he quickly transferred some true energy into her body and asked anxiously, "Sister-in-law, how are you?"
Icy Snow slowly opened her eyes. "So it's uncle. I feel so sleepy. I want to sleep."
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