Song Qingshu felt a chill run down his spine as he thought to himself that the women of this world were truly terrifying. Before, there was Tang Saier, and now there was Madam Peach Blossom. There was actually a trap hidden in her alluring red lips, it was truly impossible to guard against.
As he thought about it, his expression suddenly changed. There couldn't be a woman hiding a trap there, right? If that was the case, which man would be able to guard against it? Song Qingshu felt a chill between his legs.
Lady Peach Blossom supported Wanyan Xue to prevent the sound of a collision from alerting the guards outside the door. After helping him to the bed, she quickly let go of him and took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands. A disgusted expression appeared on her face.
Throwing away the handkerchief, Madam Peach Blossom got up and began to wander around the room. From time to time, she would pick up some of Wanyan Luo's memorials to look at, curling her lips as she read them.
Let's go, v. ¢T. "
Song Qingshu groaned inwardly. Looking at Madam Peach Blossom's leisurely appearance, it was obvious that she did not plan to leave. Instead, she planned to stay here until daybreak. Could it be that he had to hide on the roof beam and eat dust for the entire night?
"I wonder how Wanyan Luo will deal with it when she wakes up." Song Qingshu's gaze shifted to Wanyan Luo's body. He discovered that although his eyes were tightly closed, his face revealed a perverted expression. His entire body was unconsciously shaking.
"Another erotic dream?" Song Qingshu quickly reacted. It should be the effect of the pink smoke. It seemed to have the effect of confusing one's mind.
No wonder she was so calm. Song Qingshu suddenly realized that if he was not wrong, when he woke up the next day, Wanyan Luo would treat the dream as reality and think that he had really gone to Mount Wu with Madam Peach Blossom last night.
"What a good medicine." Song Qingshu was full of praise. When the time came, he would get some of this medicine and it would be much easier to deal with Wanyan Liang in the future.
Madam Peach Blossom looked at it for a while. Perhaps she was tired, she threw the memorial away and muttered to herself: "Let's remove the makeup on my face first. My skin can't take it all night."
Song Qingshu's spirits were lifted when he heard this. It seemed that no matter which era a woman was from, she would always take care of her skin. This was perfect, he could see who this Madam Peach Blossom was.
Madam Peach Blossom looked around and came to a table with a bronze mirror. She first took off the golden hairpin, then took off the earrings, and then started to gently rub her face with her slender fingers.
Song Qingshu watched with great interest, but not long after, his expression changed. A woman with a high nose, snow-white skin, and azure eyes gradually appeared in front of him. With one look, he could tell that she was not from the Central Plains.
In fact, her current appearance was not much different from before. One could still see her shadow from before, and it was seventy to eighty percent similar. However, he didn't know how she did it, but after changing a few places, she managed to hide the biggest characteristic of her body. Although Song Qingshu faintly felt that this Madam Peach Blossom's nose was a little straight, he only thought that she was a Lady Daoist and didn't think much about it. He didn't expect her to be a foreigner.
Even though Song Qingshu had seen countless foreign beauties in his previous life, such as Sophie Marceau, Alice, Eva Green, Jessica Alba, Jennifer Aniston, Haydn, Panittiere, Jennifer Connelly, Megan Fox … He was still shocked by the Madam Peach Blossom in front of him. Time seemed to not have left any traces on her body, and even if she stood together with Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo, those who didn't know would only think that they were sisters, and wouldn't think that she was actually a foreigner.
She had the shyness of a young girl and the charm of a mature woman. At this moment, Song Qingshu was racking his brains to think about who this woman was.
With her peerless beauty and the fact that she was a woman from a different tribe, she would definitely not be unknown. Suddenly, he thought of the two beautiful women from the different tribes in the golden book.
Princess Fragrant Fragrance's age was not right, damn it!
Then there was only one person left, and that was the former number one beauty in the world, Zi Shan Dragon King Taj-kis!
But according to the plot, shouldn't Zi Shan Dragon King and her daughter, Xiao Zhao, return to the Persian headquarters at this time? Moreover, the Jin Kingdom had known Madam Peach Blossom for many years, so he felt that the time did not match.
Perhaps Song Qingshu was too lost in thought, and unknowingly, his body leaned out of the beam. Coincidentally, Madam Peach Blossom was dressing up in front of the mirror, and saw someone on the beam in the mirror!
Madam Peach Blossom was shocked, but she quietly picked up the golden hairpin on the table. With a wave of her sleeve, the golden hairpin silently shot towards Song Qingshu.
Although Song Qingshu was a little absent-minded, he still had the instincts of an expert. Sensing the danger, he hurriedly dodged to the side, narrowly dodging the golden hairpin that was about to reach him.
She was actually able to use an ordinary golden hairpin to such a superb level. Song Qingshu was even more shocked. With this hidden weapon technique, there were probably only a few people in Jianghu who could surpass her.
A fragrant wind blew over, Madam Peach Blossom had already attacked with a gloomy face. Song Qingshu tiptoed and hurriedly jumped from the beam to the ground. The other party also tiptoed and chased after him at an unparalleled speed. Compared to Song Qingshu's elegance, there was another indescribable strangeness, like a ghost or a demon, like a spirit or a monster.
Song Qingshu frowned. Although her qinggong looked a little familiar, after thinking about it carefully, it was very different from the qinggong masters he had seen before. Very quickly, he laughed involuntarily. They were not people from the Central Plains, so the martial arts they learned were naturally different from the qinggong of the Central Plains. It was not strange that he had never seen it before.
The reason why Song Qingshu wanted to dodge just now was because he was worried that their martial arts would leak out. The beam could not withstand the torment, and if it broke and alerted the guards outside, it would be troublesome. Now that he was on flat ground, he no longer had any scruples. Seeing that she was pressing him, he did not dodge and extended his hand to meet her palm.
Before he could sigh at the feeling of her skin, he felt a bone-chilling cold air coming from his palm. Very quickly, it spread from his hands to his chest. This cold air was completely different from the Xuan Ming God Palm, but it was still something that an inner force expert could not guard against.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly. With a circulation of his power, the cold air disappeared without a trace. At that moment, Madam Peach Blossom's expression changed greatly. Just now, she had already understood that the other party's martial arts were far above hers. If she had not used a secret technique to dissolve the surging palm power on the other party's palm, she would have already vomited blood and been heavily injured.
With a thought, she hurriedly tried to increase the distance between the two of them. However, how could Song Qingshu give her the chance? He changed his palm into a claw and firmly grabbed her palm. One of Madam Peach Blossom's hands was restrained, so she quickly used her other hand to attack the major acupuncture point on Song Qingshu's neck. The angle was extremely crafty and strange. If it was the first time an expert from the Central Plains encountered it, they might have suffered a great loss. However, Song Qingshu had already reached the realm of returning to one's natural state. Although the situation of martial arts was ever-changing, the essence was not different in his eyes. His fingers gently brushed against her wrist. Half of Madam Peach Blossom's body was numb, so how could she have any strength left in her hand?
He grabbed her palm with one hand and her wrist with the other. Seeing that she was still trying to resist, Song Qingshu crossed his hands and used her own hands to lock her entire body up: "Who are you?"
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