Chapter 22

After a careful look, Wang Yuyan is really amazing. However, song Qingshu is not Duan Yu after all. With the help of all kinds of clear cameras in modern society, beautiful women have seen a lot, and their immunity is naturally higher.

How much more beautiful can Wang Yuyan be than Zhu ABI? Song Qingshu shakes his head in his heart. They are all beauties. At a certain level, it's not so easy to distinguish the superior from the inferior. Like Fan Bingbing and Gao Yuanyuan, can you say who is more beautiful than who? Some people think that Fan Ye is more beautiful, while others think that Gao Yuanyuan is more beautiful. It depends on personal taste.

The reason why people in this world generally think that Wang Yuyan is more beautiful than a Zhu ABI is not that Wang Yuyan is really better than a Zhu ABI, but that she is full of fairy like temperament, which makes ordinary men feel ashamed and dare not continue to examine after a glance, and the impression left by that glance will be deeply imprinted in his mind and processed by his own beautiful, Of course, I think Wang Yuyan is much more beautiful than the girls next door.

Song Qingshu, a modern person, after the initial surprise, can quickly appreciate her appearance with a normal heart.

"Cousin, who are these I noticed that song Qingshu was staring at her eyes. Wang YuYan's long eyelashes trembled slightly. She was a little shy, but she was worried that she was a good friend of her cousin, so she didn't dare to show her emotion.

"These two are my friends," Murong Fu said, holding Wang Yuyan in his hand. "It's a long story. We talk as we walk."

"Internal skill for treating tendons and veins?" Everyone sat down in a nearby Pavilion. Wang Yuyan listened to Murong Fu's story about song Qingshu, wrinkled her pretty eyebrows and began to think.

The nine Yin Manual of the five elements of the Central Plains is the best way to heal the internal injuries, "Wang Yuyan said." the song of the Qing Dynasty was sinking in the heart. "I thought that the nine Yin manual classics really had the effect of treating internal injuries, but the fact that they were broken, could not arouse the true Qi according to the above method, and it was the internal force that Murong referred to before.

"But..." Wang Yuyan's tone turned to a heart of the nine Yin manual.

Song Qingshu secretly admires Wang Yuyan. She doesn't know any martial arts, but she knows all the martial arts in the world and understands them thoroughly. Murong Fu doesn't know it when he is in Baoshan. Every time Wang Yuyan instructs him, he will get angry. She is too narrow-minded to succeed.

"I wonder if Miss Wang has any other way?" Mrs. Hu asked softly.

God bless you, Wang Yuyan the same, and marvelled at the beauty of his elder sister, nodding his head, and continued, "I once saw the following words in a Book of out of print ancient books: the nine Yin manual meridians were atrophy and occlusion, and the God was treated by meridians and bones, and the bones were broken, one main, one external. As for the real effect, because I haven't read both books, I dare not jump to a conclusion... "

Song Qingshu was shaking uncontrollably. At this time, his heart was agitated: "yes, how can I forget the divine scripture? At the beginning, diyundingdian had his Pipa bone pierced and his hamstring was broken. He could live by the divine scripture, and even save the dead by the divine scripture..."

"Thank you for your advice, Miss Wang." Song Qingshu stood up excitedly. His heart had already gone out. He wanted to go to find shenzhao Scripture immediately.

Seeing song Qingshu's excited appearance, Mrs. Hu knew that she was right this time. She looked at Wang Yuyan and asked, "does Miss Wang know where to find a God to take care of the Scriptures?"

Wang Yuyan frowned, tilted her head, and thought carefully: "it's said that Mei niansheng, a famous hostess in central Hunan, knows this magic skill, but he always has no fixed place. I don't know where to find him."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but wonder if Mei niansheng had been poisoned by his three disciples. If he had died, he had to start with Ding Dian and di Yun.

"Mr. Murong and Miss Wang will never forget their kindness." Song Qingshu stood up and said with sincere thanks.

"They just read a few words from the book, but they don't know if it's OK." Wang Yuyan was grateful for his kindness, which inevitably made her shy.

"We are all people in the Jianghu, so why are you so polite, young Xia song?" Murong Fu quickly got up to return the salute.

Song Qingshu sighed to himself that Murong Fu was an impeccable young talent on the surface. They helped themselves this time, and they will repay them in the future

"I plan to go to central Hunan. My sister-in-law will stay here for a few days. It's important to trace Murong Jingyue." Song Qingshu turned to look at Mrs. Hu and said on purpose.

"Yes, if Mrs. Hu thinks it's inconvenient to live in yanziwu, she can live with her cousin. Mantuo villa is full of women's families. Mrs. Hu can rest assured." Murong Fu also added a fire.

Mrs. Hu took a look at Song Qingshu in embarrassment. She thought to herself that now that the war is in chaos, my uncle has lost all his martial arts, and he is not willing to be soft hearted. I'm afraid he can't get to central Hunan

"Murong Jingyue is pursued by Murong family. It's useless for me to stay here. My uncle has lost all his martial arts and it's not peaceful all the way. I'd better accompany him to central Hunan. " Mrs. Hu finally made a decision.

With this remark, the people on the scene looked a little strange. They were all alone between uncle and sister-in-law

One side of ABI thought of the intimacy of the two people on the ship last time, and his mind was even more unbearable.

Mrs. Hu soon realized the strangeness of the atmosphere. As soon as she changed her mind, she understood what people were thinking, and her ears were a little hot. However, this kind of thing could not be explained. She calmed down when she thought of the bright sun and moon between herself and her uncle.

Song Qingshu is completely racing against time now. If Zhou Zhiruo didn't know when he would find himself, he would be doomed if he was still half dead before.

Although there is a soul stirring fairy sister, a gentle ABI and a sweet Zhu, song Qingshu decided to leave immediately.

In the face of his departure, Wang Yuyan just nodded slightly. Her whole heart was on her cousin. Looking at Murong Fu, her eyes were full of tenderness and love.

At this point, Murong Fu knew that it would be suspicious to keep him. So he had to ask Zhu to get a package of soft and soft, and send it to them: "you two, this trip is thousands of miles away, all these things should be in the next piece of mind... If you take Murong Fu as a friend, please don't refuse. I wish you an early recovery, young Xia song. The gate of yanziwu is always open to you... "

The words all said this up, song Qingshu also no longer refuse, accept the parcel, bow hand thanks a way: "today again of grace, in the future when Yongquan mutually repay!"

"Uncle, do you think that Murong seems to be a little too enthusiastic to me?" After leaving mantuo villa, Mrs. Hu stopped talking and finally asked.