[Comprehensive] When the cannon fodder bosses meet on a narrow road

The energy was cold, and the familiarity was abnormal, Song Qingshu changed shape and steps in an instant, grabbed Wang Baobao's hand and jumped up.

Another blow of palm wind came in mid-air, Song Qingshu's figure abruptly folded upwards in mid-air, and said angrily at the same time, "Lu Zhang Ke, He Bi Weng, don't you want the life of the little prince!"

Three figures intertwined in mid-air, Lu Zhang Ke and He Bi Weng extended their palms together, completely covering all the big acupoints around Song Qingshu's body.

Song Qingshu was shocked, and grabbed Wang Baobao to stand in front of him.

The Luzhangke turned his palms into claws and grabbed Wang Baobao abruptly, while laughing, "Yuwa, the method you used before is not easy to use now!"

On one side of Crane Biweng's palms, the palm wind unexpectedly avoided Wang Baobao and still approached Song Qingshu.

Lu Zhangke and He Biweng were from the same family and cooperated seamlessly, so Song Qingshu had no choice but to raise his palms to greet each other.

There was a bang in the air, and Zhenshan Iron Palm and Xuanming God's Palm made a forcible counter move.

The Xuanming God Palm of the Elder Xuanming is so powerful, they matched Zhang Sanfeng's palm on Wudang Mountain back then.

Song Qingshu felt his meridian tremble violently, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. He was sent flying three feet by the palm and fell to the ground.

Crane Biweng played with one palm, and was even more merciless. He suddenly dodged and landed in front of Song Qingshu, raised his palm and slapped Song Qingshu's head.

Wang Baobao suddenly shouted, "Catch him alive!"

He Biweng heard this, turned his right palm and patted Song Qingshu's left shoulder.

Song Qingshu didn't see it well, so he rolled a few times on the spot, leaving him covered in dust and being extremely embarrassed.

Crane Biweng slapped nothing, and sneered, "Brat, did you manage to run away!"

At the critical juncture, a coquettish shout came, "Look at the sword!"

The sword light flashed like falling flowers.A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl stood in front of He Biweng with a long sword in her hand.

That girl's skin is white, her eyebrows are picturesque, although she is young, her moves are exquisite, but after all her skills are insufficient, but within two moves, the long sword was snapped off by the palm of He Biweng.

But Song Qingshu was slow enough to stand up.

The girl was shocked by He Biweng's palm and retreated seven or eight steps. Seeing that she was about to fall, Song Qingshu rushed to support her, and hurriedly said, "I don't regret my sister."

"Senior Brother Song!" A man appeared next to Song Qingshu, who swayed slightly. Hearing the sound, Song Qingshu raised his head, and his body stiffened involuntarily.

It turned out that this person was none other than Zhang Wuji!Today's Zhang Wuji has fully grown up and looks exactly like the person Song Qingshu hated the most in his previous life!

Song Qingshu settled down, "Zhang... Junior Brother Wuji." He almost called Zhang Jiaozhu directly.

Zhang Wuji met an old man in his hometown, and he was very happy, "Brother Song, why are you here?" He has been away from Wudang for several years, and he has no idea what Song Qingshu is doing now.

Zhang Wuji turned his head and saw Lu Zhangke and He Biweng again, he was young back then, he couldn't remember their faces clearly, he only felt that they looked familiar.

He concentrated on thinking, Luzhangke and Hebiweng feared that Wang Baobao might be lost, so they had retreated to Wang Baobao's side for protection.Simultaneously shot a loud arrow.

Seeing Song Qingshu suddenly, Yang Buhui felt joyful in his heart, and regardless of the current situation, he stood beside Song Qingshu and called softly, "Brother Qingshu."

Song Qingshu hadn't seen her for a long time, so he lowered his head and smiled at her.

Suddenly, a dusty shadow fell from the three-story building beside the street. This figure was as quick as a puff of smoke. It was Wei Yixiao, the Mingjiao Green Winged Bat King.

Wei Yixiao landed on the street, looked left and right, and wondered, "Master, what kind of scene is this?"

Zhang Wuji didn't know either, so he turned his head and asked Song Qingshu, "Senior Brother Song, what's going on?"

During the conversation, Mingjiao high-ranking officials also appeared one after another. Zhang Wuji went down to the Guangming Peak this time to make peace with the six sects, and most of the Mingjiao high-ranking officials followed.

At this time, dozens of masters stood on Wang Baobao's side, and the group protected Wang Bao tightly.

I only feel sorry for the common people who have no time to escape, shaking like sieves, shivering in the corner of the wall.

Wang Baobao took two steps, held a jade box in his hand, and said loudly, "Qingshu, what do you think this is?"

The jade box snapped open, revealing the black ointment inside.The ointment was shaped like black jade, with a delicate fragrance.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly, stepped forward and said, "This is Black Jade Ointment."

"That's right, it's Black Jade Intermittent Ointment!" Wang Baobao smiled deeply, turned his head and said, "Ah San, Song Shaoxia fled thousands of miles, and I haven't heard of what you did a few days ago. Tell him about it."

Ah San came out and said, "The villain happened to meet Yin Liuxia from the Wudang sect in the desert a few days ago. Yin Liuxia's martial arts are good, but it's a pity that Wudang's swordsmanship is not as good as that of the vajra finger. The villain crushed it with the vajra finger." His hands, feet, and limbs."

Wang Baobao smiled, "Qingshu, did you hear that?"

Song Qingshu buzzed in his head, and his face turned pale instantly.

Wang Baobao tiptoed the jade box in his hand, "Qingshu, if you don't want this black jade ointment?"

Song Qingshu smiled wryly, "Little prince, please speak directly."

Wang Baobao pointed behind Song Qingshu, "You kill her!"

Song Qingshu looked back, Wang Baobao was referring to Yang Buhui.

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then slowly shook his head, "My lord, I can't do this. You can't disregard the righteousness of being a friend, besides, I ask myself that I am not the opponent of Mingjiao Yang Zuoshi, and I have no ability to kill his daughter."

Yang Buhui's face turned pale, but Wang Baobao smiled suddenly, "Forget it, Xiao Wang never pushes others into difficulties. Song Qingshu, it's very easy for you to want black jade ointment."

"As long as you kneel in front of Xiao Wang, kowtow to me three times, and beg Xiao Wang for medicine. This Black Jade Ointment is yours!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Song Qingshu's face in an instant. Zhang Wuji didn't know how much foundation Song Qingshu had built in these years, but who in Mingjiao didn't know?

With tens of thousands of brothers under his command, holding territory in two provinces, Song Qingshu is no longer a pure Jianghu man, but rather a prince of one side.

After Song Qing's complexion changed several times, he actually walked out in front of everyone, raised his clothes and knelt on the street, kowtowed three times, and said, "I beg the little prince to give me medicine."

Wang Baobao laughed loudly, put the medicine box in Ah San's hand, walked forward slowly, stopped not far from Song Qingshu, and said with a soft smile, "Qingshu, do you understand my painstaking efforts?"

After Wang Baobao finished speaking, he turned around and left, and when he returned to his camp, he nodded.Ah San nodded, and threw the jade box in her hand, "Song Qingshu, go ahead."

Song Qingshu raised his hand, and the jade box fell into his palm.

Wang Baobao took a deep look at Song Qingshu, and then left with others.

Song Qingshu looked at the jade box and closed his eyes, knowing that from today onwards, no one in the world would know Song Qingshu's name of pure filial piety.

A good enough reputation will bring more benefits in troubled times.This is Wang Baobao's painstaking efforts.

But what about Wang Baobao?His reputation is bound to be a little bit flawed.

Zhang Wuji stepped forward, "Senior Brother Song, I have wronged you."

Song Qingshu shook his head, not wanting to mention this matter again.But Yang Buhui's face no longer had the look of joy when he saw Song Qingshu just now.

Yang Xiao stroked his daughter's hair and said softly, "No, forget some things."

Yang Buhui was silent for a while, but shook his head vigorously.

Song Qingshu didn't expect Yin Liting to be with Zhang Wuji and his party at this moment, but Song Qingshu felt relieved.

Yin Liting was seriously injured and lost his mind. Song Qingshu bid farewell to Zhang Wuji after seeing Yin Liting.

Zhang Wuji wondered, "Brother Song, aren't you going back to Wudang?"

Song Qingshu was slightly silent, glanced at Zhang Wuji, and said, "I have something important to do, so I can't delay it. The elites of the six factions are now in the hands of the imperial court, so be careful."

Song Qingshu opened his mouth again, intending to say that everyone was imprisoned in Wan'an Temple, but he really couldn't explain how he knew, and finally he could only sigh and leave.

He naturally didn't know that after he left, Zhang Wuji was caught by the high-ranking members of the Mingjiao and viciously supplemented his current affairs knowledge.

Song Qingshu missed his father, uncle and Wudang disciples in his heart, but he had no choice but to return to Xinyang first. He wanted to think about it and go to Dadu to save people, but he didn't want the situation in the world to change suddenly.

King Ruyang led his troops to completely defeat Liu Futong, and the Shandong Red Turban Army was almost wiped out, and Liu Futong was not spared either.

King Ruyang took advantage of the situation and went south, and he joined forces with Polo Timur to attack Xu Shouhui.

Xu Shouhui sent people to Xinyang to ask for help, but before Song Qingshu arrived in Xinyang, Ye Xi's letters came one after another, all of which asked Song Qingshu to return to Xinyang to sit in charge.