Fragrance Stealer

Yun Zhonghe smiled awkwardly: "The hero is wise, there are indeed many people in the world who are not weaker than me in Qinggong, but none are obviously stronger than me, so I shamelessly call myself the third." Seeing that Song Qingshu was not moved Concerned, he hastily added: "My lightness kung fu and Wei Yixiao actually come from the same source, but because of my aptitude and internal strength problems, I can't practice it to great success."

"Oh? What lightness skill is it?" Song Qingshu was really moved now.

"Tasha Wuhen!" Seeing his move, Yun Zhonghe said hastily, "As long as the hero lets the villain go, the villain promises to change his ways in the future and never harm a good woman again."

"Okay! You tell me the Qinggong formula, and I will let you go after I check that it is correct." Song Qingshu's heart was pounding at the moment. If he learned to step on the sand without a trace, he would really be no weaker than Lingbo Weibu. !

Seeing that he agreed so happily, Yun Zhonghe was not sure, and said with a smile: "If I tell the hero about the lightness kung fu, what if the hero repents..."

Chapter 42 A Sweet Smile

"Although I disregard etiquette, I still keep my promises," Song Qingshu saw that he didn't believe his words, so he had to say, "I can swear a poisonous oath, but you have to swear a poisonous oath too, if you harm women again... ..."

At this time, Yun Zhonghe was a swordsman, and I was a fish, and couldn't find any other good way, so he nodded and agreed. After listening to Song Qingshu's poisonous oath, he also made a poisonous oath: "If I continue to harm good women in the future , he will surely be struck by lightning and die in the future." But he sneered in his heart, struck by lightning?Is there really such a way to die in the world?

Song Qingshu noticed the trickery in his oath, and didn't care, because he knew that in all Jin Yong's martial arts novels, there is an iron rule, that is, those who violate the oath will come true in the end. Since Yun Zhonghe has made the oath of lightning strikes, In the future, I'm afraid I can't escape Lei Gong's eyes...

After the two made an oath, Yun Zhonghe hesitated for a while before saying out the mantra of Tasha Wuhen: "...The one who spreads power is the envoy of the gods. Use it, and you must move according to the time..."

Song Qingshu's eyes became brighter the more he listened. When Yun Zhonghe finished speaking the last word, Song Qingshu felt his body became much lighter. He looked at the mountain wall tens of feet away on the other side of the cliff. Swishing out like a sharp sword, Yun Zhonghe blinked, and Song Qingshu had already reached the opposite mountain wall. He turned over, tapped his toes lightly, and flew back like lightning.

"You are a human or a ghost!" Yun Zhonghe looked at Song Qingshu in horror, how could he have thought that he would learn to step on the sand without a trace so quickly, and his lightness kung fu has greatly surpassed his own.

"Okay, I'm in a good mood this time, so I'll let you live." Overjoyed, Song Qingshu untied Yun Zhonghe's acupoints and waved his hand, "Let's go, I'd like to advise you, there are gods standing three feet up, remember own oath."

Yun Zhonghe picked up the rotten silver crane claws on the ground, and looked at Song Qingshu with a complicated expression: "Your Excellency is highly talented, which is really rare. Given time, you must be the number one lightness kung fu in the world." After finishing speaking, his expression was rather lonely. away from the mountain.

Song Qingshu didn't expect that he was so talented in lightness kung fu. This 'Treading the Sand Without a Trace' lightness kung fu fits him very well. Given time, he will definitely be able to practice it to the level of mastery.

Thinking of his lack of talent in other martial arts, but his lightness kung fu and soul-shifting skills are the most suitable, Song Qing couldn't help but feel weird in his writing. Could it be that he was born to be a prostitute and a thief?

With a cry, Mu Wan next to her woke up quietly, and Song Qingshu's face turned into that silly look again, squatting beside her and staring at her with a smile.

As soon as Mu Wanqing woke up, she remembered that Yun Zhonghe had tapped her acupuncture points before she fell into a coma, and her heart sank. If she didn't keep her virginity, she would die to repay Duan Lang.

Opening his eyes, he saw Song Qingshu's smiling face close at hand, and screamed in fright. Song Qingshu seemed to be startled by her, and sat three feet away all of a sudden.

Mu Wanqing finally came to her senses, looked at his familiar clothes, and asked uncertainly, "Are you that bitch just now?"

"Yes, yes, beautiful sister, do you still remember me?" Song Qingshu became beaming all of a sudden, and leaned over again.

"Ah~ don't come here!" Mu Wanqing screamed, suddenly remembered Yun Zhonghe, looked at her whole body secretly, her clothes were neat and tidy, and it seemed that nothing embarrassing happened, she asked strangely, "That thin bamboo pole just now What?" She thought Song Qingshu was really a commoner in the mountains, but Yun Zhonghe didn't know about it, so she described Yun Zhonghe's appearance.

"Oh, the one you mentioned was beaten away by me." Song Qingshu smiled honestly.

"You?" Mu Wanqing glanced at him suspiciously, with unkempt hair and a silly face, ten thousand disbeliefs in her heart.

"You don't believe me?" Song Qingshu seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and raised his fist, "I am very strong. I grew up in the mountains and often fought with bears and gorillas. I can hit one head with one punch. Oh buffalo." He raised his chin like a showy kid.

"Bragging!" Mu Wanqing snorted coldly, turned her head away, and stopped looking at him.

"Then I'll call you." Song Qingshu looked anxious as if he had been insulted, rolled up his sleeves in a hurry, and punched the big tree beside him.

With a click, in Mu Wanqing's unbelievable eyes, a big tree with the thickness of a person hugging each other was interrupted by the middle, and she immediately looked at the fool in front of her in horror.

Song Qingshu sighed in his heart, the punch just now was the Great Subduing Demon Fist in the Nine Yin Scriptures, it was just as strong as the sun, but when he thought of Zhang Wuji Guangmingding's Seven Injuries Fist, it could hit a tree of the same thickness. It turned into a puddle of powder, but I could only interrupt the tree in the middle, the gap was obvious.

After picking up his mood, Song Qingshu turned his head and looked at Mu Wanqing with a smile: "How about it, I'm very good."

After Mu Wanqing was horrified, she noticed that the veil on his face had been taken off, and although there were many stains on his face, he could still see a bit of beauty, so she couldn't help but asked softly, "Why did you take off your veil? "

"Didn't my mother say that I would marry the woman who took off my veil?" Song Qingshu paused intentionally, and Mu Wanqing saw that smile as a little creepy, "but then I remembered that my mother once said that girls It's shy, both... have shyness... oh, how do you say that word, it's a mouthful..." Song Qingshu deliberately made a thoughtful expression.

"Reserve!" Mu Wanqing on the ground said angrily.

Song Qingshu's eyes brightened: "By the way, what my mother said is reserved! I just thought, my sister is so beautiful, and she seems to be a very reserved woman. Although she likes me in her heart, she must be embarrassed to take the initiative to lift my veil. , as a man, I will do this little thing for you."

"Nonsense!" Mu Wanqing trembled with anger, "Who likes you?"

"Isn't it?" Song Qingshu showed a puzzled expression, "It's said in the play, a beautiful girl was held hostage by bad guys in the wilderness, and at this time a young knight appeared, and that was me! Running away from the bad guys and saving the girl, shouldn't that girl promise her body?"

"Whoever said that if a woman is rescued, she must give her body!" Mu Wanqing was ashamed and angry. She had been alone with her master all year round. Except for Duan Yu, she had never seen other young men. Song Qingshu messed up her situation all at once. , I didn’t even know how to refute for a while, “Furthermore, furthermore, what kind of young knight are you!”

"Wow," Song Qingshu rolled on the ground and cried, "Mom is right, you must think I'm ugly, I'm not as good-looking as those young knights in the play."

Mu Wanqing turned her head to look, and seeing Song Qingshu crying heartbroken, she couldn't bear it, and comforted her: "It's not like this."

Hearing her words, Song Qingshu stood up suddenly: "Then you are willing to be my wife?"

Mu Wanqing was almost choked to death by his words, but now that the sky was getting darker, and in this wilderness, lonely men and widows, she had been pierced and couldn't move, if he had any malicious intentions, he would be punished. , so he smiled sweetly, and softly comforted him: "Goudaner, you can untie the acupoints for me first, so let's discuss this issue."

Mu Wanqing's expression has been icy since just now, but this sudden smile is like melting ice and snow, and like a hundred flowers blooming, Song Qingshu felt as if his chest had been hit by a heavy hammer, and secretly regretted in his heart: "I wanted to tease her , if you get yourself into it, the loss outweighs the gain."

Chapter 43 Life is different, death is the same hole

Song Qingshu chuckled, rubbed his hands together, and tentatively moved his fingertips over some of the highest places on Mu Wanqing's body: "But I don't know how to release acupuncture points. Should I click here or here?"

"Don't touch me!" Mu Wanqing yelled in surprise, and quickly closed her eyes, her face paled.

"Anyway, you are my daughter-in-law, so it doesn't matter if I touch her." Song Qingshu's fingers moved closer and closer to Mu Wanqing's body.

"If you dare to touch me, I'll bite my tongue and kill myself!" Mu Wanqing stared at her beautiful eyes, biting her red lips lightly with her white teeth.

"But how can I relieve the acupoints without touching you?" Song Qingshu's expression looked innocent.

"Go to the side and find a branch, bring it here and I'll teach you." Mu Wanqing was about to cry.

"Okay!" Song Qingshu ran to the side happily, and came back after a few breaths, "Lady, do you think my stick is thick enough?"

Hearing him call her wife, before Mu Wanqing could get angry, she saw Song Qingshu standing aside holding a branch as thick as a thigh, she felt that she was going crazy!

"Don't make it so thick, change it to something as thick as a finger." Mu Wanqing wished she could shoot this abominable person to death with one sleeve of arrows.

"Oh, your body can't bear such a thick stick, so let's talk about it earlier." Song Qingshu turned around and muttered.

Mu Wanqing was almost so angry that he broke through the acupoints directly, looked at him suspiciously, found that he still looked stupid, and couldn't help but said fiercely: "God, if you let me know that you are doing it on purpose Trick me, and I'll kill you."

"Lady, what is teasing?" Song Qingshu turned around and looked at her in confusion.

"You..." Mu Wanqing couldn't help but suffocated, and said impatiently, "It's nothing, just find a branch."

"Oh~" Song Qingshu picked and picked at the side, and finally found a suitable stick, "My lady, what should I do now?"

"I was tapped at the Yaoshu point, you can hit my Jixia point with a branch to relieve it." Mu Wanqing's ears turned red as she spoke.

"What... where is the lower acupoint?" Song Qingshu asked in a daze with his eyes wide open and harmless to humans and animals. In fact, there is a special article in the Nine Yin Manual that deals with acupuncture and acupuncture. How could he not know about it? Just to tease the beauty, I asked knowingly.

Mu Wanqing hesitated for a moment, then said: "On the inside of the thigh..." His voice became lower and lower, and he turned his face away in embarrassment after speaking.