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Song Qingshu naturally wouldn't lower himself to her level. He turned around and was about to speak to Zhou Zhiruo when he saw that she was looking at him teasingly.
"What? Is there a flower on my face? "Song Qingshu touched his face suspiciously. There was nothing on his face.
"I didn't know you were so good at pleasing girls." Zhou Zhiruo shook her head slightly and turned her attention back to the arena, leaving only her elegant side profile.
Song Qingshu looked like he was choking. "Am I trying to please her? Didn't you see how she looked like she was going to eat me up? "
Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "This is just your plan to loosen the reins only to grasp them better. Although she hates you to the point that her teeth itch, you have successfully aroused her curiosity. It's only a matter of time before her hatred turns to love."
"Forget it. I'll just ignore her, okay?" Song Qingshu shuddered at the thought of how Guo Fu's affection for Yang Guo in the original novel had led to a series of tragedies for Yang Guo. He turned back to look at the two people in the arena and said proudly, "What do you think? I've won this time, right?"
On the arena, Xiao Banhe was defending more than he was attacking. Obviously, he was completely suppressed by You Tanzhi's Cold Yin Qi, and his defeat was only a matter of time.
"Before the dust settles, anything can happen." Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and said stubbornly.
"What other changes could there be …" The smile on Song Qingshu's face suddenly froze. It turned out that Xiao Banhe had suddenly sped up and pressed on the vital acupoints all over You Tanzhi's body.
You Tanzhi let out a loud roar, and activated his Ice Zhen Qi to its fullest extent. With his feet as the center of the circle, a layer of frost covered the surrounding several feet. Unfortunately, Xiao Banhe had changed his normal state, and his figure had become elusive and ghostly. Every strike of You Tanzhi's landed on empty air, and on the contrary, You Tanzhi was unable to dodge his opponent's attacks. After a dozen moves, You Tanzhi could no longer resist, and fell to the ground.
"Did you see that? I won." Zhou Zhiruo clapped her hands excitedly and looked at Song Qingshu with excitement.
"You're already married, yet you still call yourself a lady. How shameless." Song Qingshu teased. "Alright, since you've won, it's time for me to pay up."
"Ah?" Zhou Zhiruo finally came back to her senses. She remembered that if she won, she should be kissed by Song Qingshu.
"Then hurry up!" Zhou Zhiruo lowered her head and said quickly as she scanned the surroundings. Everyone's attention was drawn to the arena and no one was looking in her direction.
"Good girl, move your little mouth closer." Song Qingshu was in a good mood. Looking at her tender and beautiful red lips, he couldn't help but feel aroused. He reached out his hand and gently hooked her smooth jade-like chin.
Who knew that Zhou Zhiruo would slap his hand away and snort, "You're only allowed to kiss my face. Don't push your luck."
Song Qingshu really didn't understand. On the bed, Zhou Zhiruo had unlocked so many positions with him. Why was she still so shy? However, looking at Zhou Zhiruo's lowered head, her eyelashes trembling, and the skin on her face that was as white as jade, with a slight blush, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that just kissing her cheek was also an extremely beautiful pleasure.
Guo Fu glanced in Song Qingshu's direction from time to time. She happened to see Zhou Zhiruo sitting there like she was at his mercy, allowing Song Qingshu's lips to touch her cheek.
"You're so shameless!" It wasn't clear whether she was scolding Song Qingshu or looking down on Zhou Zhiruo.
Hearing her daughter's voice, Huang Rong turned around and happened to see the scene of Song QingShu kissing Zhou Zhiruo. Under the sunlight, one was handsome and his eyes were incomparably pure, while the other was like a fairy who had been banished from the mortal world, her face full of shyness and sweetness.
"What a lovely couple!" Huang Rong couldn't help feeling a little absent-minded. Brother Jing would never do something so intimate with her in public. Although she had never regretted marrying him, they had been busy guarding Xiangyang all these years, and the sweetness between husband and wife was really too little.
Huang Rong used to be a carefree young girl who looked forward to romantic love. Now she had become a woman who had to run around everywhere and had to scheme all the time. Occasionally thinking about it, Huang Rong still felt a sense of loss in her heart.
Huang Rong quickly dispelled this inexplicable emotion in her mind. With a smile on her face, she gracefully walked onto the arena and examined You Tanzhi's injury. She found that his acupuncture points were only sealed. She couldn't help but nod and loudly said, "This round is Jinyang's Hero Xiao's victory. Next, let's welcome Tian Di Hui's Zongduozhu Chen and the Fourth Lady, Miss Yang."
If one didn't know Chen Jinnan, it would be useless to become a hero.
Chen Jinnan was really too famous. Hearing that it was his turn, the crowd in the arena started to clamor. More than half of them were cheering for him.
But when Yang Miaozhen stepped onto the arena, her tall figure wrapped in tight clothes, especially her two long slender legs, made the eyes of the crowd of Jianghu people light up. For a moment, whistling and swallowing of saliva filled the air, and from time to time, there were even a few vulgar words mixed in.
"That spear on the little lady's back is so long, but it's a little thin. Coincidentally, I also play with spears, and it's a little thicker than yours. Are you interested in seeing it?"
"What man wouldn't throw away his armor if he were to be pinched by this long leg?"
"Shh, lower your voice. Why don't you ask about the Fourth Lady's reputation? Are you tired of living?"
"What's there to be afraid of? There are so many people here, and she knows who's shouting."
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"Bah, you men are really vulgar." Zhou Zhiruo blushed and couldn't help spitting.
Song Qingshu had an innocent expression on his face. "This has nothing to do with me. I'm not as vulgar as them."
"You're even more vulgar than them." Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have thought of something, and her ears turned red.
On the arena, Yang Miaozhen wasn't as shy as Zhou Zhiruo. Hearing all kinds of vulgar words, she raised her eyebrows and angrily shouted at the group of people who were the loudest, "If you want to ride me, you can. But if you have the ability, you have to defeat my Pear Blossom Spear."
As soon as she finished speaking, pear blossoms bloomed in the sky. The people who were shouting the loudest just now had their headscarves blown by the pear blossoms. They immediately found that a large part of their hair was missing, and they couldn't help but shiver in fear.
"Good spear technique! You can actually wield the spear so realistically. " Zhou Zhiruo's eyes lit up. With her eyesight, she could naturally see that every pear blossom was a dance of Yang Miaozhen's spearhead. The spearhead was struck out with Gang Qi, and it was really shocking that she could control it so accurately from such a distance.
Many knowledgeable people in the arena nodded in agreement. Most people thought that Yang Miaozhen was just a female bandit leader. Her nickname of "One Pear Blossom Spear, Invincible Under the Heavens" was just a group of lowly bandits trying to add gold to her name. But the strength that Yang Miaozhen displayed made many famous experts of the Jianghu feel ashamed of their inferiority.
Song Qingshu had seen her dazzling Pear Blossom Spear, so he wasn't as surprised as the others. Right now, he was thinking about another matter. What Xiao Banhe displayed just now wasn't the Art of the Mixed Elements. Why did that movement technique feel so familiar? Where had he seen it before? r1058
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