Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

After being stunned for a while, he asked bitterly:

"Why did you attack Miss Wanwan?

She is just an ordinary weak woman, and she has never offended you, why did you hurt her? "

When he said this, he turned his head and glanced at the little red spot between Wan Wan's eyebrows, the size of a grain of rice, feeling distressed.

Ever since rescuing Wanwan, Song Qingshu has been captivated by her beauty, and even subconsciously regarded her as one of his own.

After all, in his opinion, he has saved Wanwan's life, has a suave appearance and is the son of the head of Wudang.

It was only natural that Wanwan admired herself.

But now, Wanwan, whom he regards as a taboo, was injured by Su Mu, how could he bear it?

"An ordinary weak woman? Heh." After hearing Song Qingshu's description of Wanwan, Su Mu gave Wanwan a playful look:

"Little Witch Wanwan, it seems that your acting skills are good, and you actually fooled all the idiots from the Wudang School. You are amazing."

As he spoke, he ignored the vigilance of Song Qingshu and the others, and walked unsteadily in front of Wanwan.

Afterwards, he lifted Wanwan's chin with a wine gourd, looked at the red spot between her eyebrows, and said with a smile:

"Actually, you should thank me.

Because with this red dot, you look even more charming. "

Some people's existence is born to hit others, like Wanwan.

If other women have red spots between their eyebrows, it will definitely damage her appearance.

But Wanwan is different.

The little red dot was dotted between Wanwan's eyebrows like a delicate ornament, making her look even more playful and charming.

"..." Upon hearing this, Wanwan's eyes showed a hint of resentment.

Then, she bit her lower lip aggrievedly, and she wanted to cry:

"Thank... thank you."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and sobbed softly, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"Tsk! This little aggrieved look... I think the idiots of the Wudang faction must go crazy." Seeing this, Su Mu thought jokingly.

If people who don't know the inside story see this scene, they will definitely take it for granted.

Su Mu hurt Wanwan, and forced her to thank her, it's really deceiving!

And Song Qingshu thought so!

"Su Mu!" After Song Qingshu gave a deep shout, he quickly walked in front of Su Mu, blocked Wanwan behind him, and glared at Su Mu bitterly:

"Don't go too far!

My Wudang faction puts morality first!

Even if you cured my third uncle, you would be kind to Wudang.

But if you do evil things, Wudang will never allow you! "

"Peng!"

"Ah!!!" As soon as Song Qingshu's words fell, Su Mu slapped Song Qingshu's forehead with a wine gourd, which made him scream.

"You... how dare you do something to me?!" Song Qingshu held his bloody forehead and looked at Su Mu in shock.

You know, his father and ancestor are in the inn, isn't Su Mu afraid of them?

"Why don't I dare to do anything to you?" Su Mu sneered, picked up the wine gourd and slapped Song Qingshu on the right cheek!

"Snapped!"

"Ah!!!" Immediately, Song Qingshu, who was defenseless, was more than ten feet away.

During the flight, two teeth even flew out.

"Plop!" After Song Qingshu landed on the ground, he felt his head buzzing, went blank, and even forgot to fight back.

And at this moment, an urgent voice like a silver bell woke him up:

"Master Song, are you alright?"

Wanwan quickly walked to Song Qingshu's side to help him up, and looked at him worriedly.

Then, without waiting for Song Qingshu's answer, Wanwan lowered her head, weeping, and softly comforted her:

"Or forget it, I... I won't pursue it.

Don't trouble Mr. Su, you...you can't beat him. "

She is not appeasing, but adding fuel to the fire!

If he is a man, he can't stand his woman being wronged, let alone his woman looking down on him!

Wanwan deeply understood this point, so she said this to stimulate Song Qingshu.

Sure enough, Song Qingshu has been completely manipulated by Wanwan.

After hearing Wanwan's words, bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

Then he "suddenly" stood up, stared at Su Mu, and said to Wanwan in a deep voice:

"Miss Wanwan, please retreat to the corner."

"You...Are you going to fight Mr. Su?" Wanwan looked at Song Qingshu with watery eyes like a wounded little animal:

"How about forgetting it? I...I don't want to see you get hurt."

Wanwan can be called a master of psychology.

She knows how to stir up a young man's fighting spirit.

The persuasion and concern of a peerless beauty are not the water that puts out the fire, but the oil that adds fuel to the fire!

ps: Good night, sweet dreams. .

Chapter 37 It's time to beat the Wudang faction with four lines of poetry! 【Thanks a lot! 】

Wanwan's appearance successfully aroused Song Qingshu's desire to protect.

His voice became extremely soft, and he said affectionately:

"Wanwan, don't worry, I won't lose!

I will definitely avenge you, you just watch quietly. "

When he said this, he straightened his body and tried his best to show his best side.

Just like those peacocks who try to open their tails to show themselves in order to court a mate.

"Ugh..." However, his appearance almost made Wanwan vomit.

After all, Song Qingshu's half of his face is swollen like a pig's head, so he really doesn't have the slightest sense of beauty.

Coupled with this pretending to be unrestrained expression, it is really disgusting.

But Wanwan is not an ordinary person, suppressing her nausea, looked at Song Qingshu with adoring eyes, and nodded:

"Yeah, Mr. Song, be careful, people are waiting for your triumphant return."

After finishing speaking, she quickly ran to the corner.

The fire has been stirred up, it's time to watch the show.

"Huh..." After seeing Wanwan's words, Song Qingshu regained his energy immediately, let out a long breath, and looked at Su Mu solemnly.

He didn't rush to attack, because he knew that Su Mu had killed the grand master before, and he was definitely not the opponent by himself.

So after being silent for a while, he turned his head to look at the Wudang faction and asked in a deep voice:

"Brothers, my Wudang sect puts morality first.

Now that someone is bullying the weak, what should we do? "

"Exorcise demons and protect Taoism!!!" Everyone from the Wudang faction responded in unison.

At this time, they all looked at Su Mu with angry eyes.

They didn't understand why Su Mu would attack a weak woman who had no power to restrain a chicken, but it didn't prevent them from eliminating demons and defending the way!

"Hehe..." Seeing this, Su Mu suddenly laughed:

"This is really interesting.

One moment I was the great benefactor of your Wudang faction, the next moment I turned into a demon...

Oh, what a bunch of idiots! "

As he spoke, he raised his head and took a sip of wine, watching the crowd with drunken eyes waving the wine gourd in his hand slightly:

"Idiots, don't you want to eliminate demons and defend the way? Come on!"

As he spoke, he stood there drunkenly, holding the wine gourd tightly.

Among these Wudang disciples, the one with the highest martial arts belongs to Song Qingshu, who is in the mid-innate stage, so he is really not worthy of letting him draw his sword!

"Choke!" Seeing that he looked down on him so much, Song Qingshu's lungs were about to explode. He drew out the sword at his waist, pointed at the sumu, and shouted:

"Brothers, you don't have to talk to this devil, let's go together!"

After finishing speaking, he stomped his feet, carried the Wudang Ladder Yun Zong, and shot at Su Mu like an arrow out of the string!

"Kill!!!" Seeing Song Qingshu's attack, everyone from the Wudang faction immediately shouted together, and rushed towards Su Mu with their best skills!

"Huh?" Su Mu stared drunkenly at Song Qingshu, a little surprised.

Because Song Qingshu's sword was not pointing at his vitals.

In other words, Song Qingshu still had some sense and didn't intend to take his life.

Thinking about it, if Song Qingshu really killed Su Mu, even if he had a legitimate reason, he would be punished severely if he turned around, and he might die because of it.

"It's not so stupid." After Su Mu sneered, his feet moved slightly.

"Whew..." In an instant, he dragged a string of afterimages, and easily avoided Song Qingshu's sword.

Afterwards, he turned around slightly, and turned behind Song Qingshu.

Raising the wine gourd, he slapped Song Qingshu's uninjured face hard!

"Snapped!"

"Ah!!!" Song Qingshu screamed and fell heavily on the wall, even dropping the sword in his hand to the ground.

"Senior brother Song (junior brother)!" Everyone in Wudang exclaimed, then looked at Su Mu with resentful eyes, and stepped harder.

In the blink of an eye, they came to Su Mu!

"Look at the fist (look at the palm, look at the sword, look at the claw)!" Then they used their housekeeping skills to attack Su Mu without hesitation.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..." Su Mu didn't even look at these people, and while drinking his wine with his head up, he walked lightly, his figure was like the wind, and he dodged their attacks leisurely.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" They didn't even touch the hem of Su Mu's clothes, and all kinds of moves hit the air, sending out bursts of biting wind noises!

"Hey..." After teasing these people for a while, Su Mu flashed to a slightly open place.

"Hi!" After hiccupping, he looked at the Wudang sect with a drunken eye:

"Have you fought enough? It's my turn!"

After finishing speaking, his figure flashed, and he flashed into the Wudang crowd at an extremely fast speed!

"Junior Brother Zhang! Be careful! He's right behind you!" A Wudang disciple reminded his junior brother loudly after seeing Su Mu.

However, his reminder was useless, that person couldn't react at all!

"Yujian rides the wind to exorcise the world of demons!"

"Peng!" After reciting a poem, Su Mu used the wine gourd as a brick, and slapped the Wudang disciple on the right cheek!

"Ah!!!" This person immediately followed in Song Qingshu's footsteps, screamed, and flew away!

"Peng! Peng!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Good wine!" Su Mu ignored them, took a sip of wine, congratulated him, and turned around!