Qinghai Owl never expected that Mu Wanqing would suddenly make a move. Fortunately, he had been in the evil path for many years and was very experienced in facing enemies. Even though he was caught unprepared, he still narrowly dodged the attack.
Looking at the big cut on his chest, Qinghai Owl knew that if he hadn't dodged fast enough, he would have failed miserably just now. He couldn't help but be furious. "Bitch!" He pulled out his long sword and stabbed Mu Wanqing.
Mu Wanqing snorted and fearlessly raised her sword to meet his attack. She had made the first move and now had the upper hand. Although her opponent's martial arts were higher than hers, she couldn't gain the upper hand for a while.
Song Qingshu saw that the two were evenly matched and Mu Wanqing was not in danger for a while, so he didn't help. He was wondering who this Qinghai Owl was.
After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered who this Qinghai Owl was. In the original book of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Zuo Lengchan wanted to unite the five great sects. Of course, the other sects were not willing, so Zuo Lengchan used all kinds of means to force the other four sects to submit.
One of the means to deal with the Taishan Sect was that the evil path's master Qinghai Owl suddenly launched a sneak attack. He restrained the head of the Taishan Sect, Tianmen Taoist, and forced him to resign from the position of the head. Who knew that Tianmen Taoist was so unyielding that he broke his own meridians in order to open his acupoints. Qinghai Owl was caught off guard and was dragged into death by him.
"Now that the Huashan Sect and Qinghai Owl have appeared here one after another, could it be that Zuo Lengchan is making a move?" Song Qingshu was secretly shocked. Since he defeated Zuo Lengchan on Taishan, they were destined to be unable to be friends. Not long ago, Zuo Lengchan also sent people to seize the throne of the new Golden Snake King, but who knew that he was robbed by him. He must hate me to the bone.
According to various intelligence reports, Zuo Lengchan had been recruiting people these years. The Song Mountain Sect had more than ten thousand disciples and he was also recruiting underworld masters. It seemed that his ambition was not just to be the leader of the Jianghu.
The Golden Snake Camp was located in Shandong, while the Song Mountain Sect was located in Henan. They were not far from each other. With the recent rapid expansion of the Golden Snake Camp's influence, it was inevitable that there would be a conflict of interest with the Song Mountain Sect. As the saying goes, a mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. Sooner or later, the conflict between the Golden Snake Camp and the Song Mountain Sect would come to an end.
Song Qingshu pondered for a while. Mu Wanqing gradually fell into a disadvantageous situation. Even though her martial art skill could be considered passable among the young girls, but in the face of the Qinghai Yi Xiao, this kind of evil devil, naturally it was not enough.
After the initial confusion, Qing Hai's Owl gradually took control of the battle situation. Looking at the sparkling and translucent sweat seeping out of Mu Wanqing's forehead and her pink cheeks, it was truly magnificent. Qing Hai's Owl's heart couldn't help but heat up. He thought to himself, I haven't encountered such a beautiful woman for a long time, I can finally enjoy myself to my heart's content today.
"Aiya ~" Mu Wanqing screamed. It turned out that when she was dodging, she accidentally tripped over the leg of the table. She staggered and fell directly into Song Qingshu's arms.
"Miss, I will be embarrassed if you are so enthusiastic." With a warm and fragrant body in his arms, Song Qingshu was slightly startled. He couldn't help but tease her. His fingers quietly and lightly pressed the end of Mu Wanqing's sword hilt.
Qing Hai's Owl was about to follow up with another attack to restrain this shrewish beautiful girl. Who would have thought that the opponent's long sword would unknowingly be raised a little. If he continued to attack, he would collide with the tip of the sword.
Qing Hai's Owl shouted loudly. As if he had seen a ghost, he hastily withdrew his attack and dodged to the side. He was bewildered as he looked at the two people who were hugging each other. A cold snort came from the side, "Qing Hai's Owl, you are an expert who has been famous for decades, yet you don't care about your status and bully a little girl.
Do you still want to be a busybody? "
Qing Hai's Owl suddenly turned around and looked at Li Mochou, who was leisurely sipping her tea. He said in a deep voice, "Scarlet Serpent Deity, you and I have always minded our own business. Do you really want to meddle in other people's business?"
Although he had been famous for a long time, Li Mochou's name had also spread throughout Jianghu. Although he wasn't afraid of her, he was certainly afraid of her. Unless it was absolutely necessary, who would want to make an enemy of such an expert?
"Song Qingshu, that kid, has helped me before. How can I watch his woman be bullied by you?" Li Mochou sneered.
Qing Hai's Owl didn't respond. Mu Wanqing suddenly jumped out of Song Qingshu's arms. She glared at Li Mochou with a red face and said, "Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? Who … who is his woman?"
Li Mochou faintly smiled and didn't explain. Mu Wanqing's actions fell into her eyes. As someone who had been through it, how could she not know her true thoughts? She said that she wanted to kill that person, but her actions were extremely protective of that person. She didn't even hesitate to use force against an evil expert …
At the same time, on the other side, Yue Lingshan finally let go of Lin Pingzhi's hand. She lowered her voice and said, "Little Lin, now you can finally rest assured. With that female devil standing up for her, Qing Hai's Owl won't be able to hurt her."
Lin Pingzhi faintly nodded. It turned out that when he saw that Mu Wanqing was in danger, he subconsciously wanted to pull out his sword to help. After all, Song Qingshu had once helped him greatly. How could he just sit back and do nothing?
Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was still staring at that side, Yue Lingshan couldn't help but feel a little jealous. She muttered, "Little Lin, you see that the girl is beautiful and you forget everything. Why don't you think about your mediocre martial arts? If you rushed up, wouldn't you be dead in one move?"
"I … I …" Although Lin Pingzhi looked like a pretty boy, he wasn't a person who was good with words. He didn't know how to explain for a moment, and immediately felt extremely embarrassed.
"Shan 'er, we righteous people travel in Jianghu. Whether or not our martial arts are strong is actually secondary. What's more important is our chivalrous spirit. Pingzhi did not do anything wrong. When he saw injustice, he pulled out his sword to help. He is a role model for our generation."
Yue Buqun's words made the surrounding disciples wholeheartedly convinced. Even Ning Zhongze had a look of admiration on his face. Unfortunately, no one knew what Yue Buqun was thinking at this moment.
"Pingzhi tried to stand up for her just now, so he must have something to rely on. It must be that exquisite sword technique from before. It seems that he has already practiced it to a certain degree … But where did this mysterious sword technique come from? When Lin Pingzhi joined Mount Hua, he clearly only knew a few flowery but not practical moves. During this period of time, he hasn't even learned some of the basic sword techniques of Mount Hua …"
"Could it be the Bixie Swordplay?" Yue Buqun was frightened. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was the case. "Yes, that year, the Lin Family's Bixie Swordplay was famous in Jianghu. Lin Zhennan's martial arts were so weak that he definitely didn't have the aptitude to comprehend the essence of the swordplay. Lin Pingzhi is the only legitimate son of the Lin Family. How could Lin Zhennan not pass on the Bixie Swordplay to him? During this period of time, Lin Pingzhi must have learned the orthodox sword techniques of our Mount Hua and finally comprehended the essence of the Bixie Swordplay by analogy. That's why his sword technique improved by leaps and bounds. "
"What a deep scheme this kid has! He said that he would go back to Fujian to pay his respects to his parents, and at the same time to see if there was anything left behind in the old house at Sunny Alley. It made me think that the real Bixie Swordplay was hidden in the old house at Sunny Alley of the Lin Family … Hmph! If it wasn't for him accidentally giving himself away today, I would have really been deceived by him. "
Yue Buqun narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Pingzhi. He vaguely had a plan in his heart.
His heart was in turmoil.
He had thought of a lot of things, but in reality, only a moment had passed. On the other side, when Qinghai Yixiao heard Li Mochou's words, he couldn't help but become angry, "Surnamed Li, I was just trying to persuade you because you and I are on the same path. Do you really think that I am afraid of you?"
"Who is on the same path as you?" Li Mochou's face turned cold, "I have always killed people who are ungrateful and ungrateful. How can a lowly and shameless thing like you be compared to me?"
"What a joke. You killed everyone in the Lu Family. Even I was shocked by your ruthlessness. What, now you are pretending to be a chivalrous woman?" Qinghai Yixiao sneered and spat on the ground.
"Swoosh!"
A white horsetail whisk brushed past, and the table behind where Qinghai Yixiao had just been standing was swept into two.
Qinghai Yixiao had been careless and suffered a big loss under Mu Wanqing's hands. Now that he was facing a famous female devil in the martial arts world, he didn't dare to be careless. He had already put up his guard and was able to avoid Li Mochou's sudden attack.
"Surnamed Li, do you really want to fight?" Seeing that she was ruthless, Qinghai Yixiao's face immediately became unsightly.
Li Mochou coldly snorted, "I have sworn before that if anyone dares to mention the word 'Lu' in front of me, I will definitely tear their body into ten thousand pieces."
Qinghai Yixiao knew that today was not going to be a good day. He also stimulated the fierceness in his heart, "If you want to fight, then fight. Do you think that I am afraid of you?"
Seeing that the two of them were fighting, the surrounding diners had already moved to the side to avoid being implicated. Because of this, Song Qingshu, who was still sitting in his original position, was extremely conspicuous.
"Stinking brat, aren't you afraid?" Mu Wanqing doubtfully looked at him. His calmness was a bit too abnormal.
"Why should I be afraid?" Song Qingshu's tone was extremely surprised, "They can fight among themselves. What does it have to do with me?"
Mu Wanqing was momentarily speechless. Unexpectedly, she couldn't refute him. But with this interruption, she finally remembered something. Her face was slightly red as she glared at him, "Did you just touch me?"
Song Qingshu was startled. Just now when Mu Wanqing fell into his arms, in order to protect her, he had indeed subconsciously hugged her waist, making it so that she couldn't stand up for a while. But when he forced Qinghai Yixiao to retreat, he quietly let go. He didn't expect that Mu Wanqing would be so sharp. In such a chaotic situation, she could clearly remember such a short contact.
"Maybe … I did." Song Qingshu hesitantly replied.
Mu Wanqing suddenly flew into a rage. She brandished her sword and stabbed towards him, "I'm going to kill you!"
Song Qingshu didn't expect that she would make a move just like that. Originally, it would be effortless for him to receive her sword, but he really didn't want to reveal his identity. Who knew what Mu Wanqing's reaction would be if she knew the truth. He could only pretend to be someone who didn't know martial arts and hurriedly dodged backwards. As he dodged, he shouted, "Miss, you have to be reasonable. Just now, you clearly suddenly threw yourself into my arms. I only wanted to help you up out of kindness. Physical contact is unavoidable."
"You're still talking!" Mu Wanqing became even more ashamed and resentful. The speed at which she brandished her sword became even faster.
"Puchi!" On the other side, Yue Lingshan saw Song Qingshu's sorry figure and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "I thought he was some kind of unworldly expert. Turns out he's just a hedonistic son of rich parents."
Song Qingshu dodged and dodged. Unknowingly, he bumped into Qinghai Yixiao's back. Qinghai Yixiao and Li Mochou's battle had reached a critical juncture. How could he bear to be disturbed? He couldn't help but angrily shouted, "Get lost!" He casually swung his palm towards Song Qingshu's back.
(End of this chapter)
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