Song Qingshu is in a mess: "can you retaliate like this?"

Yang Miaozhen looked at him with some disdain: "less nonsense, come or not, a word?"

After swallowing all the time that night, he spent the rest of his time on his way and dealing with Xia Quan's affairs. There was no time to continue the leading edge. The beautiful scenery in the cave and the unparalleled long legs appeared in his mind. Song Qingshu just felt his heart beating wildly and swallowed: "come on!"

Yang Miaozhen raised his eyebrows triumphantly. Obviously, he was quite satisfied with his reaction. He didn't say anything any more. He turned around and walked, as if his steps were a lot faster.

As soon as Song Qing's words came out, she regretted it. She always felt that it was not kind to do so. She really felt sorry for Zhiruo, so she went around looking for her to make up for her debt. Who knows, Zhou Zhiruo didn't see him at all, and said that she didn't want to give someone a handle.

Song Qingshu knew that she was soft on the outside and hard on the inside. This time she wanted to defeat her opponent with her own strength, so she didn't disturb her any more.

I met with some subordinates from Yangzhou. He has been a shaker manager for too long. After all, he has to show his face. Obviously, those people still have a deep impression on him when the gods came down to earth on the battlefield. Even if he was promoted later, they are very excited to see him one by one.

Song Qingshu sighed that although sang Feihong's Wuhu gate was regarded by the world as one of the best in the world, it played a very important role. His deeds were publicized by them all over the world, making him not like an individual, but like a banished immortal in the sky.

Of course, he didn't explain much. As a leader, the appropriate myth aura has more advantages than disadvantages. For example, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty wanted to kill the White Snake, and other emperors always had their mother dream of the sun. These things happened in reality, and the effect is naturally better.

After meeting the people from Yangzhou, we arranged for Zhang Lin, Liu Qingfu, Huo Yi, Peng Yibin and other demoted generals under Xia Quan. Finally, we called on the people in the red coat army to have a banquet with them.

Zhou Zhiruo and Huang shannu didn't attend the banquet. Obviously, they were all preparing for the war tonight.

At the banquet, there were almost all men. Everyone liked to drink and eat meat in big bowls. At first, they were not familiar with each other, but after several rounds of drinking, the atmosphere became warm.

Song Qingshu is the object of toasting in turn. He just regained this group of people. He was afraid that rejection would make them cold, so he would not refuse them.

However, no matter how much he drinks, he can't stand the other party's toasting in turn. In the end, he feels that he is drunk and can only use his internal power to force out the drink quietly.

These people in the green forest did not know that there was such a magical internal skill in the world. Seeing that he was never drunk, they all admired him.

Or Yang Miaozhen was a little distressed for him. Later, worried about his health, he rushed to help him block the wine. Seeing this, a group of men immediately began to shout:

"Si Niang Zi, I have never seen you block wine for anyone before, but this time I come to love the king of Golden Snake. Is it spring? My heart is rippling."

"The king of the Golden Snake is handsome and has excellent martial arts. Which girl doesn't like it?"

"Si Niang Zi, you are known as the invincible pear flower spear in the world. I'm afraid you can't meet the golden snake king."

"No matter how powerful the Lihua spear is, it's just a woman. It's not all soft when it comes to the golden snake king's overlord spear. How can it resist?"

"Ha ha ha ~"

....

This group of men mingled in the green forest, usually they didn't stop, not to mention drinking so much wine now? So that it became more and more explicit.

"Shut up Yang Miaozhen glared at the man fiercely, but she was as gorgeous as peaches and plums. Now her cheeks are more and more beautiful in the light of the campfire. Not only does this glance not have the usual deterrent power, but it makes many men in the field fascinated.

However, these people have self-knowledge, and only dare to imagine in their hearts. No one has the courage to provoke her.

Yang Miaozhen suddenly turned around and saluted song Qingshu: "although he was defeated by the young master in the last Golden Snake meeting, the young master had some tricks at that time, and the little girl was not satisfied. She wanted to ask for advice again with a pear blossom gun. I hope she would give me some advice."

She was dressed in red. She was tall. She stood in the room like a burning rose.

A group of men in the field suddenly boiling, roaring, whistling, for a time, the atmosphere in the field is warm to the extreme.

It's strange to say that although Yang Miaozhen is beautiful, she never makes up in her daily life. Even her hair is simply combed to the back of her head and tied into a braid. Her character is also fierce. It's reasonable to say that she doesn't conform to the enchanting style that most men like.

But her skin is very white, whiter than other women. Although her clothes are conservative, her slender and delicate neck and the white skin in the collar room can't be covered. The more conservative she is, the more attractive the whiteness is. It seems to have endless magic power, attracting men's eyes to go in.

In addition to her strong, her arrogance, all these together, so that her whole person's heroic temperament is full of a different kind of flattery. When a man sees him, he can't stop the impulse to conquer her and crush her.

Many people in the red coat army came from mountain bandits. It's not that no one has ever thought of her. It's just that no one dares to act rashly after her invincible pear blossom gun has pierced the roots of her descendants.

But although he didn't dare to act, he couldn't stand it. What Zhang Lin said before was right. No one in the whole red coat army didn't want to ride this beautiful Rouge horse.

It's a pity that her martial arts skills are too high. As high as the whole red coat army, no one is her opponent. Now it's hard to see that she may lose to a man. Naturally, everyone is excited.

Looking at Yang Miaozhen in the field, song Qingshu has some doubts. He thinks that they have just fought a few days ago. Why should they fight again in full view of the public? If she beat her again, wouldn't it be difficult for her to step down?

However, seeing the hope in her eyes, song Qingshu suddenly understood that the relationship between them originated from Li Quan's pot of tea, which was really inconvenient to put into practice. What happened in the cave that night was more like a matchless affair.

Although Yang Miaozhen doesn't care much about this, no woman wants to be secretive all the time, so she needs a justifiable excuse to let everyone gradually know the progress of the relationship between the two sides, instead of sneaking around like before. Once it's publicized, everyone's face is not good-looking.

What's more important than a martial arts contest between the two sides in public, in which you come and I go, and your feelings grow stronger and stronger?

Want to understand all this, song Qingshu then got up and walked in the past: "long heard that pear spear is invincible in the world, today finally had the honor to see the elegant demeanor of the fourth lady."

Seeing his end, Yang Miaozhen's lips rose slightly and whispered: "I won't keep my hands, and you don't either." She knows the martial arts of both sides. Even if she does her best, it's hard to hurt each other.

Song Qingshu smiles: "don't cry when you get hurt later."

Yang Miaozhen snorted. With a flash of cold light in his hand, the pear blossom spear was like a dragon going out to sea. In an instant, it covered each other's important acupoints. The burning bonfire around him seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and suddenly became bright and dark.

There are also many good players in the field. Seeing this, they can't help but turn pale one after another. Most of them can't escape this shot. People in the red coat army had already known Yang Miaozhen's ability, so they naturally didn't mention it. In fact, some people in the Yangzhou army were not angry that she, a woman, was so shameful that she claimed to be invincible in the world with a pear blossom gun. But now when they saw it, they finally realized that the rumor was true.

They all opened their eyes to see how song Qingshu dealt with it. They saw that his sleeves trembled, as if there were Heaven and earth in his sleeves. In an instant, the shadow of the gun in the sky became invisible.

Yang Miaozhen felt that a huge force was coming from her hand, which almost stirred her long gun out of her hand. She was slightly surprised. She hurried to the tip of her foot, and her body was like an arrow away from the string. She held the gun straight forward, intending to break through the shackles of her opponent's sleeve with this impact.

Song Qingshu knew that the other side was the best in the world, so he tried his best to show himself. Just because his sleeve was likely to be broken, his arm was a little indecent. He released his hand and gave up the gun that trapped her, but his right hand seemed to come out of nothingness and put it on her shoulder.

Yang Miaozhen was shocked. With a long gun shaking in his hand, pear blossoms sprang up on his shoulders. With song Qingshu's ability, he did not dare to touch these pear blossoms in front of him, so he could only dodge to the side.

Yang Miaozhen feels that the other side's hand has left his shoulder. He is secretly relieved. At the same time, he knows that the other side has just left his hand. If it contains internal power, he may have been seriously injured.

"Is there such a big gap between me and him?" Although she lost to her opponent at the Golden Snake meeting, she didn't think that her opponent's martial arts skills were much better than her. Now she has been practicing hard for so long, and she thinks that no matter how hard she can fight, the reality gives her a heavy blow.

On the contrary, this inspired her to admit defeat. She bit her red lips lightly and used a pear blossom gun without leaking. The whole person moved forward and backward. The red shirt and red skirt seemed to turn into a red cloud. It was difficult for people to see her figure.

Song Qingshu's whole action is much more freehand. It's like walking in the woods. Everyone can see his every move clearly. Many people pinch a cold sweat for him, but I don't know why, the other party's stormy attack, but none of the pear flowers in the sky touched his clothes.

"That should be about it." Song Qing's calligraphy heart reads together, and suddenly his left palm changes to grasp. He hooks out and grabs the other person's wrist. Yang Miaozhen is surprised and immediately retreats.

Song Qingshu was able to deliver it with ease. His internal power was so powerful, but this time he used it with soft strength, and it didn't hurt people. Rao was so. Yang Miaozhen also had a shaky foothold. Seeing that he was going to fall down, song Qingshu copied her with his right arm and held her in his arms.

The onlookers were cheering and whistling, and there was an uproar.

Yang Miaozhen used to be generous, but when he was held in front of so many people, his face turned red: "let me go."

Song Qingshu looked down at the beauty in his arms, only to see her cloud temples and sweat, chest constantly ups and downs, bright eyes and white teeth, more than usual a point of weakness and delicate, can't help laughing: "cry good brother, I'll let you go."

"Good brother, good brother ~"

When other people heard this, they began to coax one after another. One by one, they called "good brothers" and "good brothers", fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

Yang Miaozhen might have called in private, but in front of so many people, where could she call out? He was so anxious that he flew his feet to his waist, trying to get him back to his defense.

Song Qingshu raised his hand to block it, turned his wrist and caught her right foot. It's easy to say, but Yang Miaozhen can shoot with both hands and feet. How could he catch her if his martial arts didn't reach the level of free will?

"Hey, if you kick my waist, what will you do for the happiness of the rest of your life?" Song Qingshu whispered in her ear.

Aware that she is accumulating strength around her waist, she has dealt with her before. Knowing that her other foot is about to move, song Qingshu holds her wrist in advance and presses it to the sky.

Yang Miaozhen exclaimed, two long legs have been pressed into a word horse, where can move again? If it were for another woman, I'm afraid she would have been injured. Song Qingshu had experienced her flexibility, which made her unable to fight back.

Song Qingshu put her ankles on his shoulder by drinking, approached her and said, "don't you call a good brother?"

People around them swallow their saliva when they see their ambiguous posture. They don't want to press the fourth lady like this. It's a pity that they know they don't have that ability, so they can only shout for song Qingshu.

"Four Niang Zi this flexibility is also nobody, incredibly can make this posture."

"It seems that our fourth lady is going to fall."

"Hehe, the king of the Golden Snake is romantic, and the way to tease his younger sister is admirable."

"Well, I just hope the king of the Golden Snake will be gentle with my goddess at night."

"Do you think it's possible? In other words, I'm afraid you'd like to put all the eggs in

"Crouching troughs, keep your voice down. They are so good at martial arts. What if they hear that you want to die?"

....

These people's words vaguely spread to Yang Miaozhen's ears. She knew how to keep this shameful posture again. She didn't know what dirty thoughts these people would think in their minds, so she had to whisper: "good brother, let me go."

Song Qingshu's bones were almost crispy when he heard her words. He also knew that there was something wrong with her, so he released his hand and stepped back: "fourth lady, please accept."

Yang Miaozhen flushed his cheeks, but he quickly arched his hands: "I'm not your opponent. I'm convinced this time." At the same time, he secretly made up his mind to ask him why his martial arts had developed so rapidly.

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "if you lose, you should always have a winner. It's better for you to block the bar for me next."

Yang Miaozhen knew that he was looking for reasons to increase their ambiguous relationship. He sighed that he really understood what he had just thought, so he nodded and said, "good!"

When they heard that the fourth lady came to block the wine, no matter they were from the red coat army or Yangzhou army, they were more and more coaxed. No matter they were not drunk or already drunk, they came to join in the fun one after another to propose a toast to song Qingshu. In fact, they wanted to intoxicate the former superior fourth lady.

Yang Miaozhen has been with men for so many years, but she can be alone. Besides her martial arts, she has never been drunk. However, even if she was toasted by so many people, her white face soon became red. Later, she felt dizzy and angry. She looked at the men around her and thought that you would kill her this time.