Chapter 68

Blood Saber's face became more and more ugly. With a cold hum and few words, he tied up trinket and went back to the camp.

Trinket knew that his words had worked, because he saw that SANGJIE was immediately found by xuedaolaozu. They pointed and whispered to each other.

"Lao Zu, I think that boy has a point." SANGJIE's complexion is uncertain.

"Why don't we take him back to the Mongolian steppe?" In the eyes of the old blood swordsman, the sharp light flashed.

"It's just that Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts skills are too high. Now I'm hurt by Song Qing's calligraphy and sword spirit. I'm afraid you and I can't catch up with each other." SANGJIE was stabbed by the sword of song Qingshu last time. She had already suffered a lot of internal injuries and had been under pressure all the time.

"What about me?" With a long smile, Hong Antong turned out of the shadow. It turned out that he had been coveting the eight Forty-two Chapters of the classics in Trinket's hands, and he didn't want to watch him die.

It's a pity that he's a lonely man. Neither xuedaolaozu nor SANGJIE is under him. Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts are obviously superior to him, so he doesn't dare to act rashly for a moment, so he has to pay attention to the movements of xuedaolaozu and SANGJIE all the time. When he hears what they are talking about, he jumps out with great joy.

Watching the three old foxes whispering to each other, trinket breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that his life had been saved at last. If he was caught in Mongolia by them, he might not die. Maybe it would be impossible for him to let go of the Mongolian prince by then... Trinket couldn't help giggling at the thought of beauty.

On the other side, Song Qingshu was tied to a temporary post, and his face was sluggish. Actually, he was secretly moving the true Qi. He began to attack the whole body of acupuncture points according to the method of solving the holes in the nine Yin manual.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes and saw a light green skirt in front of him. He looked up and said, "it's youyou... Oh no, Mrs. yuan."

"How is your injury?" Xia Qingqing frowns at Emei. Thinking that he was hit by Hong Antong and hurt by the other two, he can't help showing his sadness.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm just lax and can't die for a while." Song Qingshu leaned back on the post and looked at Xia Qingqing playfully. "I don't know if you were asked to come to see me by youyou girl."

Pink face a red, see he didn't pierce that layer of window paper, Xia Qingqing also take advantage of the situation to act silly: "youyou girls hate you, how can I see you again."

"Ah, I'm afraid song and youyou will never see each other again that day." Song Qingshu understood that it was Xia Qingqing's temporary guest role in order to lure trinket. Looking at the dignified Xia Qingqing, song Qingshu understands that the famous prostitute in Yangzhou, who was born to ingratiate herself, has disappeared forever.

"Hum!" During these two days alone, Xia Qingqing couldn't help recalling the intimate scene with him. Although they didn't have real swords and footprints, the feeling that they were in perfect harmony with each other and their souls were close to each other made her unforgettable.

In addition, song Qingshu's image of a graceful and turbid young master perfectly solved her two difficult problems. Although Xia Qingqing was angry and took advantage of him, he still had a lot of good feelings for him.

Therefore, when he realized afterwards that he had been cheated in the wine, he didn't suspect him. He thought it was a dirty trick that Lichun hospital wanted to use.

"I can't finish some snacks. It's a pity to throw them away. Seeing that you are so poor here, I'll take it as a reward for the kitten and dog. It's cheap for you." Xia Qingqing put a wooden box full of snacks beside him and turned to go.

"Ma'am, please stay," said Song Qingshu with a wry smile as he looked back at Xia Qingqing in astonishment. "You see how I can eat this colorful look now."

"You want me to untie you?" Xia Qingqing is not a fool either. He shook his head. "Your martial arts are too good. I don't want to take risks."

"How can I embarrass my wife?" Song Qingshu's eyes were full of memories. "I just thought that if you girl was around, she would feed me gently..."

Xia Qingqing face ups and downs, but that kind of ambiguous stimulation let her heart excited, hesitated for a moment, folded up the skirt, squatted down beside him, with two green jade fingers picked up a piece of sweet scented osmanthus cake to the lips of song Qingshu, but her mouth was murmuring: "I'm just worried that you're starving, don't think about it."

Song Qingshu smiles and opens his mouth to put in the soft sweet scented osmanthus cake.

Xia Qingqing's fingers were scalded and quickly took them back, without giving each other any chance.

As soon as his eyes turned, song Qingshu pretended to ask unintentionally, "why doesn't my wife accompany the king of the Golden Snake? Instead, she comes here to chat with me, a prisoner in prison?"

"A middle-aged scholar came to see elder brother yuan. He hid in the big account and didn't know what to discuss. I found it boring, so I went around." Xia Qingqing's face turned red. In fact, she took the opportunity to bring some food to song Qingshu on her back. She didn't know why she did it. She just subconsciously wanted to get close to song Qingshu.

Of course, Xia Qingqing was fascinated by song Qingshu's overbearing spirit and couldn't extricate himself from falling in love with him... It's pure bullshit.

She just out of a kind of fun psychology, enjoy that kind of heart like stepping on a steel wire to accelerate the feeling, song Qingshu really want to do to her, that she is absolutely not doing.

"Oh dear!" As soon as Xia Qingqing was distracted, her two fingers were caught by each other. The moist sucking sensation from her fingertips startled her. She stood up and glared at Song Qingshu with red ears.

"No matter how sweet the sweet scented osmanthus cake is, it can't taste better than lady's delicate hands." Song Qingshu stares at her without any sign of weakness, full of teasing.

"Xia Qingqing, you are crazy!" He shakes his head and looks at the hateful appearance of the other party. Xia Qingqing suddenly kicks song Qingshu's waist and runs away with the fragrant skirt.

"Ouch, a man can't kick around here. If his wife kicks away his happiness for the rest of his life, you should be responsible." Behind him came song Qingshu's bantering laughter.

Looking at Xia Qingqing's disappearing figure, song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "I still can't get rid of this flower's fault."

Song Qingshu, looking at the mountains in the distance, leaned against the pillar behind him and sighed: "I've been in this world for a long time, but I'm more and more used to it. I'm afraid that when I wake up, I'll only take the memory of my previous life as a dream... Only in this way, I won't forget who I am. "

In the main account, Yuan Chengzhi looked at the famous man in the river and lake in shock: "what? Is Trinket the incense Lord of the Heaven Earth Society's Green Wood Hall