Song Qingshu worried that she really had a problem drinking. He sat down next to her and held her hand with the help of the cover of the table. He lost with a soft internal force.

Yang Miaozhen was stunned, and suddenly heard his voice into the secret: "don't resist, let the true Qi move naturally in your body."

Yang Miaozhen nodded slightly, completely let go of the defense, let the other party's Qi swim in his body.

Song Qingshu was a bit surprised. She thought she would be on guard subconsciously. She didn't know that she believed in herself so much. You should know that the experts in the Jianghu would hardly let other people's internal power into his body. In this case, if the other party had a malicious attack, the serious injury would be light, and eight to nine times out of ten, he would be killed on the spot.

Yang Miaozhen only felt a warm air swimming in his body. Suddenly, his fingertips were cold. He looked down and found that every drop of crystal water came out of his fingertips.

When she was a little stunned, she realized that the other side helped her to force the wine out of her body. She could not help saying that she was surprised. I had heard that Dali six pulse sword had this skill of forcing wine before, but I didn't expect that he would.

As a top master, she also knows that as long as she follows the chart, she can practice sword Qi. I thought that the other side showed the running route of Qi in his body without any reservation. Did he completely regard me as his own person.

Think of here, always fierce generous of her, the face also can't help but hot up, fortunately at this time the wine up, but also not afraid to be seen by others.

The wine he drank could be forced out of the body. Yang Miaozhen didn't have any scruples. He soon drank those generals in the field. When he saw that other people were not sober, Yang Miaozhen suddenly bumped the man beside him with his shoulder: "almost, let's go?"

"Where to?" Song Qingshu asked.

Yang Miaozhen looked back at him with a smile: "I found that you look like a gentleman on the surface, but you are bad behind your back."

Song Qingshu a black line: "just for you forced the wine, back to say that I, too cross the river."

Yang Miaozhen opened her eyes and said, "you are so happy to say that there is such a way to avoid getting drunk, but you have to pretend to be drunk. If I had not been cheated by you, how could I have run to stop drinking for you?"

"It's not for the sake of an atmosphere," Song Qingshu looked around at the people who had been drinking all over the place. "If they knew from the beginning that I was not drunk, what's the meaning of drinking."

"Yes, you want to win people's hearts, and I almost make a fool of myself." Yang Miaozhen thought that he almost made a fool of himself, and immediately felt that his teeth were itchy.

Song Qingshu smiles and holds her hand: "if not, how can you know that you care about me so much, for fear that I will drink bad."

"It's bad enough if you don't drink," Yang Miaozhen said, with less anger and more charm. "You know where I'm calling you, but you want me to say it again."

Song Qingshu looked at her. Because she had drunk wine, her snow-white skin turned pale pink and became more and more charming: "I just want to hear that the goddess in the hearts of all the men in the red coat army invited me personally."

Yang Miaozhen showed a trace of banter in his eyes: "why don't you invite me to your account?"

Song Qingshu breathes. His camp and Zhou Zhiruo are arranged together. If he leads other women in, it won't be a Shura hall.

"Look, it scares you," Yang Miaozhen chuckled, reached out and hooked his finger. "Come to my room. I don't want to be in the wild with you any more. I always feel strange."

Song Qingshu's heart thumped, thinking that who said she was a female tiger, who said she was a rouge horse, clearly a fox full of provocation!

When they arrived at her camp one after another, Yang Miaozhen waved to the bodyguards, who were all female soldiers trained by her. It was more convenient for them to take care of them than for male soldiers.

Seeing that the master brought a man back for the first time, his eyes were bigger than those of a cow. Some people recognized the identity of song Qingshu, and they couldn't help looking strange.

"Whatever you look at, go to the outside and guard. No one is allowed to come near. I have something important to discuss with the king of Golden Snake." Yang Miaozhen said with a red face.

"Yes A group of female soldiers were all scattered. They thought that you were cheating. They brought a man back in the middle of the night. They were both drunk, and they were burning in their eyes. They wanted to swallow each other

But they make complaints about their own, and make complaints about her. They think she is good at her new master, and later she has a good home.

Song Qingshu and Yang Miaozhen went into the camp and looked at each other. Without saying anything, they suddenly hugged each other, leaving only their heavy breathing in the room.

For a long time, song Qingshu bit her ear and said dryly, "I want to be like that just now." In my mind, I think that the whole body is about to explode.

Yang Miaozhen raised his right leg and put his long, round and straight leg on his shoulder. His apricot eyes became watery and he laughed foolishly: "is that so?"

Song Qingshu couldn't help it. He jumped up with a tiger roar.

....

I don't know how long after that, song Qingshu went to bed in vain, and he was very glad: Fortunately, I'm so good at protecting my body. Otherwise, I didn't lose in the martial arts contest, but I lost in the bed, which would be a shame.

As he dressed, he turned back and asked, "don't you really go to see them compete?"

Yang Miaozhen was lying in the quilt, only showing his messy long hair and snow-white shoulder with a lot of red marks. He said weakly, "I don't want to move a finger now. Go by yourself."

Hearing her words, song Qingshu was proud for no reason: "last time, it can be said that you were the first time, this time there is no excuse, right?"

Yang Miaozhen grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it: "I drank too much wine today. I'll try again next time."

Song Qingshu walked out of the tent with great pride and sighed: "how many times do you lose? Ah, you can't get an opponent in your life. You are lonely and embarrassed."

Yang Miaozhen, who is in bed, hates his teeth itching. But after a long time, he sighs dejectedly. He didn't expect that he couldn't beat him in the martial arts contest. He was not his opponent in another battlefield. Later, he had to struggle hard, but his physical strength seemed endless

In addition, song Qingshu came to a valley several miles away from the camp. There was a girl with a yellow skirt on one tree, and a woman with a white skirt on the top of another tree a few feet away. Both of them had excellent lightness skills. Standing on the twigs at the top of the tree, they didn't move at all. Only their clothes were blown by the cold wind.

The two women are graceful. Now the light moonlight spreads a layer of holy halo on them through their dresses, just like Fairies in the sky.

"You're late." The two women looked back to see him, said a word in one voice, heard each other's words, have frowned.

Song Qingshu shrank back with a guilty heart, and said with a smile, "I just drank a little too much with those people over there."

"Where's the fourth lady?" The woman in the yellow shirt looked at him and asked suspiciously.

Song Qing said in writing: "the men saw that she was beautiful. They tried to persuade her to drink like crazy one by one. When she got drunk, she went back to rest."

"Drunk?" Yellow shirt female eyes flashed a worried color, "don't be taken advantage of by others."

"Don't worry. I've sent her back to the camp. It's OK to have her own soldiers to guard her." Song Qing's bookheart thinks that I've taken advantage of her. Is that right?

Zhou Zhiruo snorted: "no wonder it's late."

Song Qingshu has a bitter smile, which he really can't explain.

Zhou Zhiruo obviously just casually said one, attention quickly returned to the yellow shirt female body: "still play not play? Are you worried that if Yang Miaozhen doesn't come, Qingshu will be the referee? "

Huang shannu took a look at Song Qingshu and said with a smile, "I can't believe it. I can still trust song Gongzi's character."

Seeing her looking at her husband's soft eyes, as if there were something else, Zhou Zhiruo hummed coldly: "in that case, let's start."

Huang Shan goddess feeling a su: "please."

Voice just fell, suddenly in the green shadow flashing, a whip head-on attack. Huang shannu quickly jumped back to avoid, and the top of the tree that she had stayed before had been smashed by the whip.

Huang shannu also got angry. She thought that since you are merciless, it's no wonder that song Qingshu is here. With his martial arts, even if something goes wrong with us, he should be able to solve it.

The thought is flashing this moment, the other's whip is fast and without a Lun, the nine Yin manual is the white snake's whip.

The yellow dress girl retreated to the side, but Zhou Zhiruo's whipping method was fantastic. She was surrounded by three moves and said coldly, "I'm sorry you won't accept taking your life at this time. Take the sword

The woman in the yellow shirt said with a smile, "why do I need weapons to deal with you?" Said that the whole body suddenly soft with noodles in general, a twist will escape from the shackles of each other.

"Tighten the muscles and shrink the bones!"

Song Qingshu also knew "the nine Yin manual", but he recognized the twist of the yellow shirt. His face was a bit weird. Even the chest could be reduced at once. The woman was really terrible.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect that she could escape so easily, but her long whip had been trained to the point of helping her arm. When her wrist shook, the soft whip would tremble like a snake and go straight to the woman's chest.

Although song Qingshu knew that Huang shannu could avoid it, he still took a breath of cool air and thought that if she was really knocked down, it would be a bit outrageous.

The yellow shirt women's football team was a little bit sharp, and the whole person, like a butterfly, escaped the blow of the whip. Who knows that the soft whip turned from half way and hit her back.

The yellow shirt girl seemed to have anticipated that, and reached out to catch her. She caught the other's whip. She knew the nine Yin manual and the natural changes of the white snake's whip. She planned to pull the other side to the front and attack her within a few feet.

However, as soon as she grasped the whip, her face changed. She quickly let go of the whip and looked at the red mark on her hand. She was surprised: "she learned the quick method and more important moves in the last lion slaughtering meeting, so her internal power was congenital deficiency. I didn't expect that her internal power has grown to such a level now."