Washing powder [Comprehensive martial arts]

At that moment, Yu Man realized exactly what it means to lift a rock to shoot herself in the foot, what it means to be clever but be misunderstood by cleverness.

At that moment, Yu Man desperately longed to delete the files and start over.

Mo Shenggu stepped forward quickly, and blurted out, "Why are there still women?"

There is a great posture of provoking the teacher to question the crime.

As Mo Shenggu approached, Yu Man's fake crying changed to a more sincere tone.She hurriedly kicked Song Qingshu's calf, hoping that he would stand up and not confess herself no matter what.

It's one thing to do everything possible to deliver the antidote, but it's another thing for Mo Shenggu to catch her "chatting" with Song Qingshu uncovered.

Mo Shenggu was worried that the unidentified woman inside would yell, so he stepped on it, trying to pinch her unconscious.

Song Qingshu understood his thoughts, so he opened his arms to block him, and begged in a low voice, "Seventh Uncle, don't."

Mo Shenggu suddenly became angry, "Who is this woman?"

He sneaked into the official mansion to hide, saw Qingshu entered this room, filled the outside with rockery rocks for half a night, and only then did he touch it, he never wanted to encounter such a scandal.

"Uncle Qi, don't worry, she, she won't shout." Song Qingshu stammered.

With the facts in front of him, he didn't want to expose Miss Yang and ruin his reputation, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and admit to Seventh Uncle's misunderstanding.

"You're still protecting her." Mo Shenggu laughed angrily, and then jumped into a rage, pointing at Song Qingshu's nose and yelling, "Yuan Ting bloodbathed the six sects of the monastery, and took Wudang and Emei disciples here, you don't know the shame, You are here to indulge in sensuality, you...you let me down so much."

Song Qingshu was a little wronged, but felt that the grievance was worth it.

Fake crying was exhausting, and Yu Man's side gradually became silent.Half of the bed curtain fell down, and she hid the position of her figure. It can be said that she couldn't see her fingers.At this moment, she really wanted to cover Mo Shenggu's mouth, because the wolf might be attracted at any time, but fortunately, Mo Shenggu realized this quickly.

He lowered his arms and clenched his fists, froze there for a moment, and then asked stiffly, "Where are they being held, senior brother? There are also people from the Emei sect."

"I don't know where they are, they didn't lock us together." Song Qingshu spoke the truth in a weak tone.

"I don't know I didn't lock you together?" Mo Shenggu sneered.

Song Qingshu pricked up his ears and listened to the movement outside for a while, but because he didn't have internal strength, he couldn't hear anything useful.He wanted to pull the corner of Mo Shenggu's clothes, but Mo Shenggu dodged it and made no use of it.

"Uncle Seven, let's go." Song Qingshu begged in a low voice, this was what he wanted to persuade Mo Shenggu a long time ago, "It will be bad if they find out."

This mansion not only has many soldiers, but also the men surnamed Zhao have extremely high martial arts skills, and all of them are ruthless.

"Let's go together." Mo Shenggu pinched Song Qingshu's arm and was about to lift him up.

When Yu Man heard this, her heart started beating, and she secretly thought something was wrong.If Song Qingshu was taken away by Mo Shenggu, no matter whether the two of them could escape, it would be a failure.

He still expects Song Qingshu to give other people the antidote, he can't leave.

Song Qingshu broke away in a panic, "I won't leave."

"why?"

"I can not......"

As if he understood something, Mo Shenggu pointed to the fat or thin woman in the bed, and asked Song Qingshu, "Could it be because of her?"

Yu Man regretted not letting Song Qingshu take the antidote just now, in case Mo Shenggu took him away forcibly... She thought it over, and she would show her cards.

His throat rolled, Song Qingshu swallowed, then he raised his head, looked at his uncle's blurred face, and said word by word: "That's right, it's because of her."

Regardless of the danger, she disguised herself as a dancer and sneaked into the mansion, making such a big sacrifice, he couldn't let her down.

"You!" Mo Shenggu was furious, and he raised his hand to hit him, but he stopped halfway, he couldn't let go, and finally he slapped Song Qingshu on the temple.

Song Qingshu was beaten to the side of his head, and fell obliquely to the edge of the bed, even so, he didn't make a sound.

"Okay, just treat it as if I raised you for nothing." Mo Shenggu gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed out.

After the people left, Yu Man breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had watched the quarrel between the uncle and nephew and Song Qingshu's embarrassment, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

She wanted to say something, to comfort Song Qingshu, never wanting to be preempted by Song Qingshu.

"I made you wronged." Song Qingshu smiled wryly, feeling very ashamed.

Yu Man hurriedly shook her head, "No, no, it's because you were wronged."

After all, if you don't explain it clearly tonight, you won't be able to explain it clearly in the future. This accident was carried by Song Qingshu alone.

"If it were someone else, I'd say nothing. Don't you know that Mo Qixia really hates me."

Said resentfully, Yu Man straightened up and sat up, trying to move her neck, when she suddenly tilted her head and cried out "ah".

"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu was startled, thinking something happened, he stretched his head to look in, but it was pitch black inside.

"Hair..." Yu Man could be heard exerting force from the voice, "It's entangled."

It's all because she was too clever to pull her hair too messy just now, but now her hair is tangled with the tassels hanging down from the bedpost and can't be pulled apart.

Song Qingshu tied up the half of the bed curtain that had fallen down, the moonlight shone through the window paper into the room, it was already extremely weak, and it was even less scattered in the bed, but to Yu Man, nothing was better than nothing.

"Don't worry, don't hurt your hair." Song Qingshu disapproved of Yu Man's brutal methods, he really wanted to go up to help, but he could only restrain himself.

Finally, Yu Man separated her worrying lock of hair.She let out a long breath, and quickly smoothed out her messy hair with her fingers.

Song Qingshu said suddenly: "Uncle Seven is upright, it's not that he hates you."

Seventh Uncle probably just has a grudge against your Mingjiao status.Thinking of this, Song Qingshu was stunned.

Tonight, he thought a lot about it, and there were all kinds of trivial things, but the only thing left behind was that she was a disciple of the Ming Cult.

Outside the Mingjiao main altar that day, she was a little reluctant, but she still stood opposite.Persian Mingjiao is also Mingjiao.

Yu Man rolled her eyes that no one could see, dragged her tone, and said dryly: "I know, he is a good person."

Song Qingshu also knew that what she said was insincere, so he quickly changed the subject, "What should we do next?"

On his side, he can only take one step at a time. How will she escape? She must not stay and continue to be a dancer.

Yu Man kicked the quilt that was rolled into a big bag, and lay down on her back with her arms on her head. She had thought about the general idea of ​​what to do next.

"You kicked me out of the bed without any sympathy. I sprained my foot and crawled back tenaciously. You were afraid that you would not be able to resist the temptation, so you tapped my acupoints and made me survive the whole night."

"Tomorrow, you just ignore me, and I will deal with it myself."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a while, but he listened very carefully, "I don't have internal strength, so I can press your acupoints for one night, is it credible?"

"It's not me, it's a dancer who doesn't know martial arts, do you think it's credible?" Yu Man asked back.

Song Qingshu thought about it, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.He nodded, and lay down involuntarily, lying on his side with his legs bent, his elbows on his pillow, his face inward and his back outward, with blurred outlines in his eyes.

"The antidote is ready?" Yu Man's voice was tired.

"Ah."

"Remember, only poisoned people can take this medicine, and you can't take it repeatedly, otherwise it will be a deadly poison." Yu Man finished explaining what should be explained, and wanted to squat for a while before dawn.

"Remember." Contrary to Yu Man, Song Qingshu was very energetic. After he wrote down the important things, he wandered for a moment, and suddenly wanted to mention something to Yu Man, "You..."

"Oh, you can't tell that Mr. Zhao is a woman?" Yu Man, who had closed her eyes, tilted her head and murmured with a smile.

"what?"

"She entertained you alone, maybe she has her eyes on you, haha."