Huang Rong was terrified. Over the years, she had been worrying about Xiangyang's defense and had almost forgotten that she was once a girl who longed for romance. She loved Brother Jing very much, but she had spent more than ten years of her youth in Xiangyang, and she could foresee that she would spend the rest of her life in Xiangyang. Whenever she thought about it, she would always feel a little regretful.
With Huang Rong's intelligence, she naturally understood that the Southern Song Dynasty was corrupt while the Mongolians were thriving. It was not hard to predict the final outcome. When Xiangyang City was breached … with Brother Jing's personality, he would definitely commit suicide for his country. How could she live then?
In the past, she avoided thinking in this direction, but today, for some reason, she suddenly realized that she could not control her thoughts. When she thought about everything that was destined to happen, a deep sense of helplessness rose in her heart.
Huang Rong quickly shook her head and threw all her complicated emotions to the back of her mind. She comforted herself that it was only because she had never seen Song QingShu in action and did not know his strength. After all, even with her martial arts, she was not confident that she could block a flying saber or sword. He was so young, so she subconsciously felt that he would not be able to block it either …
Huang Rong's abnormal behavior just now had caused the people in the area to think that she was too shocked and did not think too much about it. Who would know what was going on in her heart? Everyone's attention was soon attracted by the two people facing each other on the stage. They stared at the two people on the stage.
Unlike the other groups, there was always one person who was not famous, but the two people in the last group were famous people in the world of martial artists.
There was no need to mention Duan Yanqing. He was the leader of the Four Great Villains, the strongest player in Class One Hall of Western Xia, and a peerless villain who had dominated the world of martial artists for decades. There were also rumors that he was of the royal blood of Dali, and his One Yang Finger was the strongest among the Duans in Dali.
As for Linghu Chong, he was the most famous rising star of Five Mountain Sword Faction. His sword technique had reached perfection, and it was said that he had already surpassed his former master, Noble Sword Yue Buqun, the sect leader of Mount Hua. Not long ago, he had also helped the former cult master of Sun Moon Sect, Ren Woxing, kill the publicly acknowledged strongest player in the underworld at Blackwood Cliff. He even had the chance to become the strongest in the world, Dongfang Bubai. During that fight, Ren Woxing was blinded in one eye, but Linghu Chong was able to escape unscathed.
Of course, what the people of Jianghu were most envious of was not his martial arts, but his ignorance.
When he was still an ordinary disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, he was able to gain the favor of the Sun Moon Sect's Young Miss Ren, and from then on, he had a meteoric rise. Although there were only a few people in the Jianghu who had seen Miss Ren's appearance, it wasn't that there were none. The news that spread out could confirm that Miss Ren was a beautiful girl who was as beautiful as a fairy.
When Song Qingshu heard the group of martial artists in the distance intentionally lowering their voices to discuss the matter, he smiled in understanding. It seemed like no matter which era it was, gossiping was a person's natural instinct.
Recalling the pair of smooth, jade-like calves in the Blackwood Cliff's bathtub, Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked in the direction of the Sun Moon Sect and happened to see Ren Yingying staring at him. He couldn't help but smile at her.
After the initial panic, Ren Yingying couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.
The flirting between the two didn't escape Zhou Zhiruo's eyes. Zhou Zhiruo smiled coldly, "I really didn't know you were so capable before. You actually managed to hook up with the Evil Cult's Young Miss."
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, "Don't make it sound so bad. We've only met a few times, not even a nodding acquaintance." Thinking of how Ren Yingying would want to kill him every time she saw him, Song Qingshu felt that he wasn't lying.
"Ren Yingying doesn't count as a nodding acquaintance, but what about Gang Leader Huang and Miss Guo?" Zhu Yingying also interrupted, "You saved the mother and daughter in a row, they are very grateful to you."
Feeling the jealousy in the air, Song Qingshu quickly said seriously, "Hero Guo and Gang Leader Huang have been guarding Xiangyang and protecting the Han people for many years. How can I sit back and watch them get hurt in front of me!"
"Humph." Zhou Zhiruo mercilessly exposed his lie, "Then why did you put your hand on her waist just now?"
"You also took the opportunity to hold Heroine Huang's hand." Unexpectedly, Zeng Rou saw it clearly and couldn't help but join in the condemnation.
"It was just a mistake." Song Qingshu repeatedly begged for mercy, "Hurry up and start the game. They're already fighting."
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"Mom, who do you think will win?" After all, Guo Fu was still a young girl. Once the scar healed, she would forget the pain. She quickly put aside the danger and watched the competition with relish.
"Huh?" Huang Rong blushed as if she was in a daze.
It turned out that she had been eavesdropping on the conversation between Song Qingshu and the others. Although they deliberately lowered their voices, they weren't far from each other, and Huang Rong used her power to eavesdrop and heard most of their conversation.
Huang Rong didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she became the object of the jealousy of the women. After all, both Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Yingying were extremely beautiful girls, and even Zeng Rou was cute and lovely. Her children were already grown up, but they were still jealous of her, which was the best affirmation of her charm.
"Mom, what's wrong? Why do you look so distracted?" Guo Fu looked at her strangely.
"If only I were as carefree as you …"
Huang Rong thought to herself and quickly answered, "Nothing, I'm just thinking about something."
"Mom, who do you think will win?" Guo Fu asked while eating melon seeds.
"They both have their own strengths. It's really hard to judge …" Huang Rong answered absentmindedly, glancing at Song Qingshu from time to time. All kinds of thoughts came to her mind, and she didn't even know what she was thinking about.
On the other side, Zhou Zhiruo was also discussing the same issue with Song Qingshu. "I remember you said that Linghu Chong was seriously injured during the battle at Blackwood Cliff and has been bedridden ever since?"
Song Qingshu frowned and thought, "Now the Sun Moon Sect is under the control of Zhang Wuji, and Zhang Wuji is the Divine Physician of Apricot Spirits. I guess he cured Linghu Chong's injury, and this time he plans to use Linghu Chong to take over the Golden Snake Camp. In that case, it can be said that Zhang Wuji controls half of the martial arts world."
Zhou Zhiruo corrected him with dissatisfaction, "It's Venerated Ming, not Zhang Wuji." As soon as her voice fell, her heart thumped, afraid that it would cause Song Qingshu to misunderstand.
Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu smiled faintly, "Actually, whether it's Zhang Wuji or Venerated Ming, it doesn't make a difference to me. In any case, they'll both be my enemies."
Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red. She knew that the opposition between the two was largely because of her.
"This time, Zhang Wuji is seriously injured and can't take command here. If Linghu Chong really succeeds in winning, then Ren Woxing will take the opportunity to send his trusted aides to control the Golden Snake Camp. Perhaps then, he will have enough capital to break free from Zhang Wuji's control." Song Qingshu continued to analyze. The current situation was getting more and more interesting.
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