Chapter 65

One of them came from modern times and knew nothing about poetry. The other was born in the world and didn't like poetry. In the end, the romance at the beginning turned into a light chat.

After a few cups of wine, song Qingshu's whole body suddenly gets a little hot. He just feels that the girl opposite is more and more charming.

Xia Qingqing also felt hot and dry, inadvertently pulled the neckline open a little, snow greasy skin looming.

"The young master is uneasy and kind-hearted. It's so hot that he comes to persuade people to drink." Xia Qingxing's eyes are slightly open, and her voice seems to be complaining and coquetry, so she has completely taken the role of youyou girl, a famous prostitute in Yangzhou.

It turns out that a new batch of medicinal wine from the western regions has been introduced to Lichun hospital recently. Different from the drugs used in the past, this kind of wine will not make people unconscious. It will only magnify the potential lust in the hearts of the objects several times. It can make people sink unconsciously. Afterwards, they will mistakenly think that everything is out of their original intention

This wine is very precious. He grew up in Lichun courtyard. Naturally, he knew where the best goods were. He quietly took out the wine pot and replaced it. He wanted to go into Huakui's room quietly, but he didn't know it was cheap.

"It's so good wine. It's so boring." With the help of drinking, song Qingshu has gradually relaxed and regained his cynical look.

"I don't know how to drink it, but I think it's interesting." Xia Qingqing looks confused and looks at him with a smile.

"People all know that wine is worth a cent, but they often don't know that the most wonderful way to drink wine is to drink wine with warm fragrance and soft jade in mind, and with a beautiful woman's red lips pecking." Song Qingshu's eyes were full of evil and looked at her straightly.

"Young master, do you know that people do not sell their bodies?" Xia Qingqing did not know why. When she heard the other party's blatant provocation, she could not feel a trace of anger. Looking at the jade like song Qingshu, she could not help but be a little crazy, and her voice became more and more lingering, tactful and charming.

"You're because the girl didn't meet the one who was meant to be," Song Qingshu got up and came to Xia Qingqing. He gently raised her clean chin and said with a smile, "I'd like to be a person with one heart, and my white head won't be separated."

Xia Qingqing let the other party hook his chin, a trace of shame flashed on his face, heart like a deer general collision. In a daze, I always feel that I have forgotten something important. Subconsciously, I feel that it is not right. But now I am lazy and have no strength. I really have no spare energy to think about it.

When Xia Qingqing turned around, she was dazzled by song Qingshu's swaying skirt. She stretched out her slender hand and gently pressed song Qingshu on the Hu stool. Her right hand picked up the wine pot and drank it in her mouth. Then she fell down and fell into song Qingshu's arms. She hooked his neck and took advantage of his astonishment, a soft red lip was printed on it.

Song Qingshu only felt that his teeth were pried open by a flexible and soft thing, and then he felt that the wine in the pot would drop into his mouth if it was like the jade dew.

For a long time, Xia Qingqing hung her hands on Song Qingshu's neck. Her cheeks were flushed, and she looked at him with great beauty: "is it like this

Feeling each other's vigorous and elastic body sitting on his thigh, song Qingshu felt that his whole body was three inches under his navel, and he couldn't help bending down and kissing.

With a cry, Xia Qingqing slowly closes her eyes and lets the other party be frivolous

"Assassins!"

"Protect Lord Wei!"

At this time, there was a shrill voice outside. Xia Qingqing seemed to be awakened from a big dream. She was shocked to find that she wanted to meet him and let you pick him up. She pushed song Qingshu away with a loud slap in the face.

"You you girl, you..." Song Qingshu stroked her cheek. Unexpectedly, the woman who was still affectionate suddenly turned away.

The scene just now comes back to my mind. Xia Qingqing cries out in her heart. What's the matter!

Just now, she was awakened by the scream outside. After a cold sweat, most of the wine in her body had been distributed. She felt that she was soft. She picked up the wine pot on the table and smelled it. Xia Qingqing's face turned black.

Through the crack of the window, I saw that Yuan Chengzhi was attacking a boy with pigtails. I didn't know that I had recognized the wrong person. I turned around and looked at Song Qingshu with gnashing teeth: "you're not trinket. Who are you?"

"Er, in the next song Qing Shu." Song Qingshu didn't fully wake up at this time and subconsciously replied.

With a chill in her chest, Xia Qingqing looks down and finds that her dress is messy and her nose is sour. She thinks that out of a playful mentality, she, regardless of her husband's objection, volunteered to play this famous prostitute. As a result

If you let elder brother yuan see what he looks like at this time, Xia Qingqing can't help shivering. He doesn't care to settle accounts with song Qingshu. He covers his collar tightly, jumps out in the opposite direction and disappears into the night sky.

Seeing her excellent lightness skills, song Qingshu finally came to realize that she was a weak Qinhuai prostitute. She was a female thief with high martial arts.

"Brother song, help At this time, trinket's shrill cry came from outside.

It turns out that just now, Yuan Chengzhi and other experts quietly solved the problem of duolong's deployment in the peripheral defense line. After that, they led their respective men to rush in and prepare to catch turtles in a jar.

Hatoyama Chi is worthy of the highest martial arts man in the field. In a moment when he sensed a trace of murderous spirit, he pushed Trinket a few meters away. In the moment of lightning and flint, trinket dodged yuan Chengzhi's inevitable sword.

As if they had been waiting for a long time, xuedaolaozu and SANGJIE stretched out their hands to grab trinket.

Jiumozhi's ambition to revive Tubo still needs to rely on trinket, which will let him be unexpected, so he quickly picked up two flame knives and cut them far away.

Xuedaolaozu and SANGJIE are surprised. If they continue to reach out for trinket, their arms will be cut off, so they have to fight back.

Master Xuedao takes his blood knife and cuts into the air of the sword. After a sound of intersection of refined iron, master Xuedao looks at the blood knife in his hand in a daze. He is scared. He touches the nihilistic air of the sword several feet away from the opponent with his solid treasure knife. It's just a draw!

SANGJIE conjured up several hand seals in a row, and then he dispersed the sword Qi that attacked him, but he had no spare power to pursue it. He had been confused for five years: Although he was the first master of zhenyanzong, jiumozhi was the first person of the whole Tantric school for many years. In this fight, the opponent's martial arts were really good.

By this time, duolong had already reacted. He quickly pulled out his Sabre guard in front of trinket, just blocking the Dragon sect leader Hong Antong waiting for the opportunity.

Duolong, as the general manager of the Imperial Guard, is not weak in martial arts. However, his martial arts are mostly fighting on the battlefield. This kind of fighting in the Jianghu is a big loss. After a few moves, he was hit by Hong Antong and fell between the tables and chairs.

Fortunately, he played a more or less blocking role. Trinket finally responded and ran to the side, crying and Howling: "brother song, help

Hong an Tong gave a grim smile, and a roc spread its wings and condescended. In a moment, it was about to seize Trinket's heavenly cover.

At this time, Hong Antong heard a sharp sound of breaking the air. The thunder like momentum made Hong Antong's face change greatly. He quickly turned over and hid with the help of his waist. It's a pity that he used the old move, but he didn't hide completely in a hurry.

Touching a foot long cut in his arm, Hong an Tong looked back with a gloomy face. He saw a wooden sword inserted in the pillar not far away, and the tail of the sword trembled.

"As an old man in the Wulin, I admire you for giving a hand to a man who has no martial arts skills at all." As soon as song Qingshu's feet were sharp, he came down from the second floor and stood in front of trinket.

"Elder brother song, he is the leader of Hong sect in Shenlong island. He has excellent martial arts. You should be careful." Trinket hid behind song Qingshu and finally felt at ease.

"It turns out that you are the young man that the Blood Sword ancestor said. As expected, you are a bit of a doorman." As soon as the voice fell, Hong Antong disappeared in the same place, and his fist rang in the face of song Qingshu.

When Song Qing was just a few feet away, Hong an Tong's face changed greatly. He quickly withdrew his palm and jumped to the side. Unfortunately, he was a little late and his shoulder was injured by a sword.

Looking at the empty pillar and the wooden sword that had returned to song Qingshu's hand, Hong Antong was shocked and said, "dragon catching skill!"

Song Qingshu is noncommittal and complains that it's just the "double dragon absorbing water" in the 18 dragon subduing palms. He has improved it, but it can also achieve the same effect as the Dragon catching skill. He takes things from the air and cooperates with the wooden sword. Although it's impossible to achieve the kind of invisible sword fighting skill that he saw in fantasy movies in his previous life, it's only within 100 meters

Hong Antong is very angry. Now he has been injured twice by his opponent's wooden sword. The first sword is nothing more than skin injury. The second one has been injured to the shoulder by him. The sword is so powerful that he can only play 70% of his martial arts.

It's not that Hong Antong's martial arts skills are too low. The first sword incident happened suddenly, and the time when song Qingshu produced the sword was too clever. It was just when he reached the highest point and his strength was old.

As for the second sword, it was in Hong Antong's decades of life in the world. He had never seen a long sword that flew several feet away and could fly back automatically. Without any precaution, it led to the open door on his back and was injured by the wooden sword that song Qingshu sucked back.

Hatoyama's eyes were on the six roads, and he always paid attention to the scene on the court. He could not help but look very excited. "Prince song is really good at sword skills. In time, I'm afraid the reputation of the six pulse sword will not be guaranteed."

Yuan Chengzhi, who fought with him, complained in secret. This action was full of twists and turns. First of all, Qingqing recognized the wrong person and introduced song Qingshu into the room, which made it impossible for everyone to catch Trinket without knowing it.

Later, when I thought about it, it was not too bad for her to lead away song Qingshu, who had the highest martial arts skills of the other side. Several people wanted to take this opportunity to win Trinket quickly. They thought it would be safe, but there was another monk with higher martial arts skills!