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Chapter 705

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Hearing her husband's words, Huang Rong's legs gave way and she almost fainted. Yi? Reading a book?

After returning to Xiangyang from the Golden Snake Conference, Huang Rong had told Guo Jing everything that had happened. She had also praised Song Qingshu, the rising star of the younger generation. Whether it was his martial arts or his leadership skills, he was definitely one of the best among the younger generation.

Therefore, she had also mentioned her idea of matchmaking her daughter, Guo Fu, with him. Guo Fu was the apple of the couple's eye, but Huang Rong had to admit that apart from her beauty, Guo Fu's temper and intelligence could be said to be useless. For her daughter's future, she had been worried a lot as a mother.

Until she saw Song Qingshu at the Golden Snake Conference, Huang Rong's heart was suddenly moved. If she could successfully matchmake the two, first, she could find an ideal husband for her daughter. With Song Qingshu's martial arts and ability, they would not have to worry about the rest of Fu 'er's life.

Secondly, they had Song QingShu as their son-in-law. Based on his martial arts skills and the leadership he displayed in defeating the Qing army, Xiangyang would no longer have to worry about. It would also solve the biggest headache the couple had in their lives.

Thirdly … Huang Rong was vaguely aware of Song QingShu's thoughts about her. Even she herself felt that it was not worth telling others about it. Thus, she wanted to build a solid relationship between the two of them. With this mother-in-law and son-in-law relationship, it was impossible for anything else to happen between the two of them. All potential possibilities would be nipped in the bud. ??? h??

But Huang Rong never thought that before she could make Song Qingshu her son-in-law, she would make him sleep with her first …

After what happened between the two last night, how could Huang Rong still have the thought of marrying her daughter to him? Even though she was the daughter of the Eastern Heretic and was a famous demoness when she was young, this matter was still too shocking. If that was really the case, it would not just be two women working together, but a mother and daughter working together …

How could Huang Rong tolerate such a ridiculous thing? But she could not tell her husband the reason, so she could only change the topic. "Brother Jing, let's talk about Fu 'er later. The most important thing now is to get you out of here."

Ouyang Feng finally managed to force Song QingShu away. He seized the opportunity and said, "Brother Song, when Wan Yanliang asked about your identity after you rescued Huang Rong, I didn't reveal it to him for the sake of our friendship. But now you've completely turned against me for this woman?"

Song QingShu saw the thick killing intent in Ouyang Feng's eyes and couldn't help but raise his guard. Among the Five Uniques, each of them had their own unique skills, and their skills were about the same. However, in a real life or death battle, the one Song QingShu least wanted to meet was Ouyang Feng. Wang Chongyang had died young, so there was no need to consider him. Reverend Yideng of the South and Hong Qigong of the Northern Beggar were soft-hearted people, so there was no danger in dealing with them. Although the Eastern Heretic was a little troublesome, he had his own principles and morals, and a gentleman could be deceived easily. Only Ouyang Feng was a man who would do anything. Moreover, his nickname was the Western Poison, and his skills in using poison were not inferior to his martial arts.

With Song Qingshu's current cultivation and eyesight, as long as the environment was right, Ouyang Feng had the ability to kill East Heretic, Northern Beggar, and South Emperor. Therefore, he had to be careful.

"Brother Ouyang, there is actually no irreconcilable hatred between you and them. Why do you want to fight to the death?" Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.

"What do you mean there is no irreconcilable hatred?" Ouyang Feng seemed to be provoked and roared, "If it was not for Huang Rong, my Ke 'er would not have lost his legs. If he had not lost his legs, he would not have been killed by Yang Kang. "

"And Guo Jing, that stinking brat. He looks simple and honest, but he tricked me with that sly girl, Huang Rong. He used a fake Nine Yin Manual and tricked me into going crazy for more than ten years. This grudge is absolutely irreconcilable!"

Song Qingshu replied in a deep voice, "Brother Ouyang, you are wrong. Your son's legs were indeed disabled because of Huang Rong, but the murderer was Yang Kang. Yang Kang coveted your White Camel Manor's martial arts, but your White Camel Manor has always had only one master. Therefore, as long as this rule exists, Yang Kang would definitely use all means to kill your son. Even if Ouyang Ke's legs were fine, it is easy to dodge a spear in the open, but difficult to guard against a stab in the dark. Sooner or later, he would still die in Yang Kang's hands. "

Hearing this, Ouyang Feng's face alternated between green and white. Yang Kang was already dead, and he had only wanted to kill Guo Jing and Huang Rong to avenge Ouyang Ke. He hadn't thought about the ins and outs of what had happened. Now that Song QingShu had said it, even if he didn't want to admit it, he knew that it was true.

Seeing that Ouyang Feng was silent, Song Qingshu continued, "As for them causing you to be crazy for ten years, it was only because you threatened them with your life and forced them to tell you the 'Nine Yin Manual'. In order to protect themselves, they had no choice but to give you a fake manual. Moreover, it can be said that you have profited from your misfortune. You have successfully practiced the 'Nine Yin Manual' in reverse and your martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds. In your madness, you have accepted a young hero like Yang Guo as your godson.

Thinking about Yang Guo, a faint smile appeared on Ouyang Feng's face. But he quickly gave a cold snort, "If he was someone else, then it would have been fine. He really is a good child and I would have treated him as my own. But out of all the things I should not have done, he is the son of that bastard Yang Kang!"

Song Qingshu frowned. No wonder he felt that Ouyang Feng's feelings towards Yang Guo were a little strange. So there was a hidden layer of relationship.

"Brother Ouyang, why are you so stubborn? It is said that the grace of raising someone is greater than the grace of giving birth. Apart from giving birth to him, when has Yang Kang ever done any of his duties as a father? Yang Guo is a man of chivalry and righteousness. His character is pure and kind. He is completely different from his father. In his heart, I'm afraid he would be more willing to recognize you as his father than Yang Kang, who is cursed by tens of thousands of people. "

Hearing Song Qingshu praise Yang Guo, Huang Rong secretly sighed. She thought to herself that she was smart and had watched Guo 'er grow up. But her understanding of his character was not as clear as Song Qingshu's.

No wonder brother Jing has always liked Guo 'er. Great minds think alike. Compared to them, I can't help but be petty.

Seeing that Ouyang Feng was silent, Song Qingshu hurriedly cupped his fists and said, "Thank you brother Ouyang!" As he finished speaking, his figure flashed and appeared between Guo 'er and Huang Rong. With one hand holding onto Guo' er's clothes and the other holding onto Huang Rong's slender waist, he used [Treading on the Sands] and disappeared from the prison.

Ouyang Feng finally reacted. He couldn't help but stomp his feet in anger. But he quickly calmed down. Thinking back to Song Qingshu's hand that was holding onto Huang Rong's slender waist, a strange expression appeared in his eyes. "Messing with his wife in front of her husband, I was right about you!"

"Hmph, Huang Rong, did you forget my nickname? Do you really think you can save Guo 'er?" Ouyang Feng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking in the direction where the three people disappeared. A strange smile appeared on his lips.

— — Dividing Line — —

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