Li Mochou had mixed feelings. In the beginning, she did not have the confidence to use this set of swordplay. Firstly, it was too polite, and secondly, she was too reliant on him. She could not use many of the exquisite parts of the swordplay.
But with Song Qingshu's help, and the obvious effect of the Pure Heart Sword, Li Mochou's confidence soared, and her cooperation with her opponent gradually improved.
But as the two of them became more and more in sync, Li Mochou slowly experienced an indescribable feeling. It was as if she was shy, but also as if she was distant. It was as if she was affectionate, but also worried about her gains and losses …
This feeling awakened Li Mochou's long-forgotten memories. When she first came out of the ancient tomb and met that person, it was the same feeling …
It turned out that the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Lin Chaoying, was disappointed in love and died in the ancient tomb. She was well-versed in both literature and martial arts. She was omnipotent in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but she still fantasized about love like an ordinary woman.
More than once, she fantasized about fighting alongside her lover, Wang Chongyang. Unfortunately, fate made fools of people, and they were not fated to be together. She could only put all her love into this set of swordplay of Harmonious Swordplay.
Wang Chongyang used the Quanzhen Swordplay, so she correspondingly modified the Pure Heart Sword to match him. The combination of the two swordplay produced a brand new swordplay, the Pure Heart Sword.
Unfortunately, Lin Chaoying never had the chance to use this swordplay. Instead, it benefited the descendants of the Ancient Tomb Sect.
Zhang San and Li Si suddenly jumped out of the fighting ring, cupped their hands, and admitted defeat. "Today, we have witnessed the Ancient Tomb Sect's secret art. We admire you very much. There is no need to continue, we have lost this time."
The two did not know the origin of this swordplay. Seeing their opponent's strange moves, they knew that the most powerful move had not been used. If they continued fighting, they might lose their lives. So they quickly made a decision to admit defeat before it was obvious that they were going to lose. People from the Central Plains valued their reputation the most, so they were too embarrassed to continue fighting.
"You were just following orders. Hmm …" Song Qingshu thought for a moment. "You two can do as you please." Of course, Song Qingshu was not afraid of the Isle of Heroes. It was just that there was no enmity between the two of them. He did not want to offend such a mysterious force by killing the two messengers. Moreover, he was very curious about the intelligence network of the Isle of Heroes. Keeping the two messengers alive would be useful in the future.
Zhang San and Li Si looked at each other, their eyes were full of joy. They cupped their fists and said, "Thank you. In the future, if we meet people from the Ancient Tomb Sect, we will definitely avoid them."
"That won't be necessary. I'll take over the Ancient Tomb Sect's Rewards and Punishments. In the future, I'll find some time to visit the Dragon and Wood Island Masters in the South Sea." Song Qingshu secretly thought, Xiao Long Nu, Xiao Long Nu, brother-in-law helped you to avoid a disaster again. Who asked you to be my sister-in-law?
"If Your Excellency comes, the Isle of Heroes will definitely welcome you with open arms." Unlike the arrogant way in which they had left behind the tokens to reward good and punish evil, this time, Zhang San and Li Si respectfully presented the tokens to Song QingShu with both hands, causing the others to be envious and jealous.
Song Qingshu nodded slightly and took the Rewards and Punishments token. He did not expect that Zhang San and Li Si would be so shocked. They thought that Song Qingshu wanted to challenge the Isle of Heroes. They could not help but worry. Although the two Island Masters' martial arts were unfathomable, the person in front of them was also very mysterious. It was better to inform the two Island Masters as soon as possible.
Because of his careless words, the Rewards and Punishments Envoys changed their plans and immediately returned to the Isle of Heroes to inform the Isle of Heroes. This was something that Song Qingshu had never expected.
After the two envoys left, Song Qingshu turned around and looked at Li Mochou. "If it wasn't for your cooperation, I would not have won so easily."
Thinking of the sword technique that was almost ordinary, Li Mochou felt embarrassed. She quickly changed the topic. "What is the relationship between you and the Ancient Tomb Sect? Why do you know so much about the Ancient Tomb Sect?" After all, even she did not know about the existence of the Pure Heart of Jade Maiden Swordsmanship. How did this man in front of her know?
Song Qingshu smiled and did not explain. Instead, he said, "Fairy, this is a long story. I will slowly explain it to you in the future. Now, let me return the sword to Miss Ning of the Mount Hua Sect. "
Li Mochou quickly handed the sword to him. Unexpectedly, when he took the sword, he lightly touched the back of her hand. Her heart skipped a beat. She did not know if he did it intentionally or unintentionally … Even Li Mochou herself did not realize that if it was any other man, not to mention touching her skin, even if he looked at her a few more times, she would have drawn her sword and killed him. She would not have thought about whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally.
Song Qingshu secretly praised her. The Ancient Tomb Sect really had a good eye for disciples. Every disciple of the sect was worthy of the four words "Ice Skin and Jade Bones". Although this Li Mochou had a fierce reputation, her appearance was not inferior to Xiao Long Nu's. In fact, she was even more beautiful …
Actually, with Song Qingshu's current martial arts and status, he could easily get any woman he wanted. However, Song Qingshu enjoyed the process of chasing and conquering more.
Li Mochou was a woman who had been hurt by love. She had long closed her heart. Naturally, she would not throw herself into his arms. Therefore, Song Qingshu had to work harder and take the initiative to flirt with her.
Seeing that Li Mochou did not fall out with him on the spot, Song Qingshu could not help but smile. It seemed like there was a chance. As Song Qingshu thought about it, he walked to the table of the Mount Hua Sect. "Thank you, Madam, for your precious sword. We were able to defeat the two messengers of Zhangshan and Fangwu and return them to the rightful owner."
It was a pity that Song Qingshu's mind was still thinking about how he flirted with Li Mochou. When Ning Zhongze received the sword, he secretly held his opponent's fair and jade-like palm.
His martial arts were extremely high. Coupled with the cover of his sleeve, no one could see any flaws in his move. Although he could hide it from others, he could not hide it from the person in question. Ning Zhongze did not expect him to be so bold and frivolous. Her cheeks turned red immediately. Just as she was about to fly into a rage, she suddenly realized that this person's martial arts was so high that he was like a demon. Now that the Mount Hua Sect was suffering from internal and external troubles, Senior Martial Brother was racking his brains every day. How could she invite such a great enemy for him?
"Young … Young Master's martial arts are unfathomable. Even without my sword, you can easily defeat the two of them." Ning Zhongze tried to withdraw his hand several times. However, he was helplessly held tightly by the other party. How could he move an inch?
At first, Song Qingshu was regretting being too abrupt. However, he did not expect Ning Zhongze to not fall out with him on the spot. Instead, he was secretly struggling. This triggered the evil interest in his heart. Not only did he not let go of his hand, he even used his fingers to stroke the skin of her hand.
Ning Zhongze did not expect him to be so insatiable. Just as she was about to fly into a rage, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in the depths of her body. It made her feel weak and unbearably hot at the same time.
Song Qingshu's current methods were brilliant. The gentle stroke of his fingertips coupled with a faint wisp of Joyful Genuine Qi was enough to make Ning Zhongze's body extremely sensitive. Noticing that Ning Zhongze's eyes were about to tear up, Song Qingshu released her hand at the right time.
(This chapter is not over, please turn the page.) It is only interesting when it is done in secret, and if it is discovered by others, it is rather dull and uninteresting.
Ning Zhongze finally got a chance to breathe. The rapid rise and fall of her plump chest also gradually calmed down. Just as she was about to say something to Song Qingshu, who knew that he had already turned around and left, leaving behind a hateful silhouette.
"Junior Martial Sister, what's wrong?" Noticing Ning Zhongze's abnormality, Yue Buqun could not help but ask curiously.
"No … nothing." Ning Zhongze answered subconsciously. Her expression instantly became incomparably complicated.
The conversation between the husband and wife did not escape Song Qingshu's eyes and ears. Seeing that Ning Zhongze chose to hide it from her husband, Song Qingshu's lips couldn't help but curl into a meaningful smile. This kind of game seemed to be quite interesting.
"Miss, thank you for your treasured sword." Song Qingshu returned to Mu Wanqing's side. Looking at her sparkling and flawless wrist, he could not help but secretly compare. Li Mochou's hand was incomparably soft and smooth, while Ning Zhongze's hand was so soft that it seemed to have no bones. He wondered what Mu Wanqing's hand felt like.
"Miss, miss, don't I have a name?" Mu Wanqing pouted and snatched the sword back. She did not leave any opportunity for Song Qingshu to take advantage of her.
"Uh …" Song Qingshu could only smile bitterly and say, "I still haven't asked for your name?"
"Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know?" Mu Wanqing stared at him with a burning gaze.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He shifted his gaze unnaturally and said, "Of course it's fake … oh, it's a slip of the tongue. Of course I really don't know."
Mu Wanqing instantly flew into a rage. She raised her sword and stabbed at him, "I'll kill you, you heartless thief!"
Song Qingshu hurriedly dodged backward and barely dodged the sword that caught him off guard. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, "What the heck, don't tell me you've killed someone."
Hearing this familiar yet strange catchphrase, Mu Wanqing bit her lip, "I'm going to kill you!" She stabbed at him again. She was completely focused on attacking and did not defend herself at all.
Li Mochou's figure moved slightly, but in the end, she did not take a step forward. She could see that the difference in their martial arts was like heaven and earth. Mu Wanqing also used such an unguarded and desperate move. The mysterious masked man only needed to strike casually to subdue her. But the strange thing was that the mysterious masked man was being chased and screamed, but he did not attack Mu Wanqing at all.
How could Li Mochou not understand what was going on? Then she thought of the heartless thief that Mu Wanqing mentioned. The relationship between the two was obvious. As an outsider, how could she intervene?
"Sure enough, only villains and women are hard to deal with. I'll leave first." Song Qingshu knew that if he continued to stay here, the image of an expert that he had painstakingly built up would completely become a joke. He hurriedly flew out of the restaurant.
Mu Wanqing couldn't help but stomp her feet. She raised her sword and chased after him. Li Mochou hesitated for a while, but in the end, she still decided to follow and take a look. After all, this mysterious man had a deep relationship with the Ancient Tomb Sect. Before she found out who he was, she couldn't let go of anything else in her mind.
Seeing Song Qingshu leave, the few people from the Azure Sea Sect who were in a panic immediately felt relieved. After all, he seemed to have a close relationship with Mu Wanqing and Li Mochou. If he stood up for the two girls for what had happened before, even if they didn't die, they would lose a layer of skin. They looked at each other and unanimously chose to escape.
"As expected, he's a frivolous and formless libertine!" Looking at Song Qingshu's disappearing figure, Ning Zhongze couldn't help but spit with a red face.
(End of this chapter)
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