"Pink hair is indeed black when it's cut open." Song Qingshu secretly clicked his tongue.
"What do you mean?" Zhou Zhiruo was stunned. She could understand every single word that he said, but she couldn't understand what he meant when he put them together.
"This is a saying from my hometown," Song Qingshu lovingly caressed Zhou Zhiruo's willowy waist and explained, "The general idea is that some women, on the surface, are innocent and flawless, but in fact, they are full of evil tricks."
"You're making fun of me!" Zhou Zhiruo finally understood, but the meaning of it made her a little embarrassed. She couldn't help but twist her body.
"Don't move!" Song Qingshu took a deep breath. Zhou Zhiruo twisted her waist like a water snake, and he almost couldn't control himself.
"You … Are you not done yet?" Zhou Zhiruo half-knelt on the bed, withstanding Song Qingshu's impact again and again. Her elbows and knees touched the bed sheet, and it was slightly painful.
"Almost … done." Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's obedient appearance, Song Qingshu's body tensed up, and he quickly got the feeling.
"Don't! … Don't put it inside. I don't want to have a child for the time being. "Feeling the change in Song Qingshu's body, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly said.
Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words, Song Qingshu hurriedly withdrew from her body, and suddenly had a drooping face, "This is so uncomfortable …"
Zhou Zhiruo slightly pursed her lips, tucked the messy hair behind her ear, and said in a sweet voice, "I'm really not ready yet."
Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's charming appearance, Song Qingshu snorted, "I can't take it anymore …"
Looking at the big sticky patch on her lower abdomen, Zhou Zhiruo lamented, "How am I going to meet people later?"
"You don't have to see people. Just stay in bed." Song Qingshu smiled proudly.
"In your dreams!" Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at him and began to pack up in a flurry.
Seeing that she was almost done, Song Qingshu flicked his finger on Zhu Yanai and Xia Qingqing's bodies and released their sleeping acupoints.
Seeing that Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo were the first to wake up, the two girls did not suspect anything. They just thought that they had slept too deeply. Recalling the absurdity of last night, Xia Qingqing and Zhu Qiang looked at each other, grabbed a thin blanket, and covered their chests with it, lowering their heads like quails.
Song Qingshu laughed and said, "Thank you for risking your lives to save me last night. From now on, all of you are a family …"
His words did not resolve the awkwardness of the three girls. Xia Qingqing suddenly stood up and said with a red face, "Now that the Golden Snake King Selection is around the corner, all kinds of people are mixed in. I haven't returned for a whole night, so my subordinates must be anxious. I'll go back to the camp to deal with things." After saying this, she left as if she was escaping.
"Old Hero Situ and the others are still waiting for news. I'll go inform them." Zhu Qiang seemed to have been inspired. She hurriedly said, "Ha!" and quickly disappeared out of the door.
Song Qingshu's eyes widened. He turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo, "You're not leaving too, are you?"
Zhou Zhiruo nodded, "I'm afraid the disciples of the Emei faction are also looking for me. I have to go back and say hello."
"Then will you come back?" Song QingShu asked.
Looking at Song Qingshu's expectant eyes, Zhou Zhiruo's heart softened. She answered ambiguously, "It depends."
Seeing that she had no intention of refusing, Song Qingshu was happy. He knew that Zhou Zhiruo was shy and would not be able to put down her pride immediately after waking up, so he did not force her.
In the blink of an eye, there was only one person left in the fragrant room. After a wry smile, Song Qingshu sat cross-legged and began to sort out the internal energy in his body.
Venerated Ming's internal energy was indeed extraordinary. Fortunately, he had the Delightful Zen Art, a magical healing tool. Although there were still some minor problems in his body, they would be fine after a period of recuperation. It should not affect the upcoming martial arts competition.
Zhou Zhiruo, Zhu Yaoyao, and Xia Qingqing were all top-notch experts. Last night, they did their best to save him. After treating his injuries, Song Qingshu found that his internal energy had become even purer.
"Speaking of which, I still have to thank Revered Ming for that palm strike …" A strange smile appeared on the corners of Song Qingshu's lips. If it wasn't for that, how could he have enjoyed their gentleness at the same time since the three women were extremely aloof and arrogant?
Thinking of last night's touching moment, Song Qingshu felt the internal energy in his body stir. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart. He quickly calmed down and began to regulate his internal energy.
After an unknown period of time, when Song Qingshu finished circulating his internal energy and woke up, he suddenly heard a gentle female voice coming from outside the window, "Brother Song, are you awake?"
"Miss Zeng? Come in. " Song Qingshu waved his sleeve, and the door opened automatically. Looking at the pretty girl standing at the door, he quickly asked, "Miss Zeng, have you been waiting outside?"
"Not really." Zeng Rou shook her head slightly. "When I found out that your injuries were healed and saw that you were cultivating, I went back to rest. Now, Master sent me to invite you to the meeting hall. He has something important to discuss with you. "
Feeling guilty, Song Qingshu deliberately chatted with Zeng Rou along the way, asking her about her daily life. In his opinion, since Situ Bolei had betrothed her to him, he had to get to know his fiancée better.
Zeng Rou answered him in a soft voice, not impatient at all. Instead, she sounded happy. After all, they did not have many opportunities to be alone together, let alone to chat like this.
However, happy times always passed quickly. Looking at the meeting hall not far away, Zeng Rou said, "Brother Song, you can go in by yourself. The Ninth Princess and Master are waiting for you inside."
"You're not going in?" Song Qingshu was surprised.
"No, I have other things to do." Zeng Rou shook her head with a smile.
Looking at her departing figure, Song QingShu sighed inwardly. She was really a gentle and soft girl.
"What is Prince Song talking about?" Situ Bolei's voice suddenly came to his ears.
"No … nothing." Only then did Song Qingshu realize that he had walked into the hall, and he couldn't help but look embarrassed.
Noticing that Xia Qingqing was also there, Song Qingshu was surprised. "Didn't you go back to the main peak?"
Xia Qingqing couldn't help but roll her eyes. "It's been three days …"
Song Qingshu was surprised and exclaimed, "Three days?"
Xia Qingqing nodded gloomily. "You seemed to have fainted. I couldn't wake you up. Jiu said that you had entered the Embryonic Breathing Realm."
Song Qingshu was surprised. No wonder he felt refreshed after using his internal energy. Not only was his internal injury healed, but his energy was also more profound and pure.
"I didn't miss the Golden Snake Meeting, did I?" Song Qingshu asked with a strange expression. After painstakingly planning for so long, if he overslept, wouldn't he be angry to death?
"You would have missed it if you slept for another two days." Zhu Yiren pursed her lips and smiled. "Now I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
"Looking at your expressions, the bad news can't be that bad. Let's talk about the good news first." Song Qingshu sat down between the two girls.
"The good news is that your nomination was approved by more than half of the chiefs, and you successfully became one of the 16 candidates," Zhu Yiren answered.
"It seems that Zhao Min is a woman of her word. Wait …" Song Qingshu suddenly realized something. "Why are there sixteen candidates? Aren't there supposed to be eleven?"
There were a total of 12 peaks, but Xia Qingqing's Main Peak and Situ Bolei's Wangwu Sect had chosen the same person. Naturally, there should only be 11 candidates.
Situ Bolei explained, "Because there were too many Jianghu people who heard the news. When they heard that one must be nominated by the chiefs of the peaks to be eligible to participate, they almost rioted. Later, in order to avoid making enemies with the Jianghu people, the leaders of the Golden Snake Camp unanimously agreed to add a few more places, which calmed their anger."
Xia Qingqing said, "In the past few days, the idle Jianghu people fought back and forth, and finally, the remaining five places were determined."
"These Jianghu people must have confidence in their martial arts, so they ran to participate in the Golden Snake King. Being able to stand out among so many masters, I think these five people are top masters." Song Qingshu sighed.
"These five people do have unique skills." Xia Qingqing nodded and said, "A guy named Zhuo Bufan, known as the Sword God of Tianshan Mountain. His swordsmanship is outstanding, and no one can last more than ten moves under his hands."
"Duan Yanqing, the leader of the Four Great Villains, also came. His One Sun Finger is really domineering, and he also won a place."
"There is also a man named Gongsun Zhi, who seems to be the valley master of the Passionless Valley. With the golden saber and black sword in his hand, he is also in the limelight."
"There is also a woman from the Five Poison Sect. Not only is her martial arts powerful, but her use of poison is also superb."
The Five Poison Sect?
Song Qingshu was stunned, and he quickly interrupted and asked, "What is her name?"
"He Tieshou, I know Qingqing," Zhu Mang answered from the side. When she saw the strange expression on Song Qingshu's face, she could not help but ask curiously, "Why, do you also know her?"
Thinking of the trip to the Five Poison Sect, the cold lake water, and the hot body, Song Qingshu answered embarrassedly, "I met her once."
"She can't be your woman too, right?" Xia Qingqing looked at him suspiciously.
"Of course not." Song Qingshu laughed awkwardly. He thought to himself, 'To He Tieshou, I'm more like a detoxifying tool, so she naturally won't think of me as her woman.'
"Who is the other one?" Song Qingshu quickly changed the topic.
"This person's martial arts are even more powerful. He is clearly a one-armed young man, but he has a Darksteel Heavy Sword in his hand. No one has been able to withstand a single strike from him." Situ Bolei was filled with emotion. It was obvious that this person had left a very shocking impression on him.
A one-armed young man with a Darksteel Heavy Sword?
Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. "Don't tell me his name is Yang Guo?"
"How did you know?" the two women asked at the same time.
"His characteristics are too obvious." Song Qingshu did not want to explain too much. "By the way, is he the bad news you were talking about?"
Zhu Mang shook her head. "Although these people's martial arts are powerful, I don't think they are a match for you."
"What bad news is that?" Song Qingshu suddenly had a bad feeling when he saw her suddenly serious expression.
"The Thousand Willow Manor's Villa Master, Chu Hongliu, nominated a young girl in her early twenties. The other mountains are laughing at him, but we know this young girl's strength very well because she was the one who saved you from Revered Ming." Xia Qingqing sighed.
"Ah Qing!" Song Qingshu could not help but gasp.
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