On the other side of the fan, there is a picture of a girl who is graceful and delicate, just like a fairy. The girl is dressed in a thin white cloth, just like she is in the mist,

In addition to a black hair, white body, but the most surprising is that the girl's face is a blank.

Rao is so. Song Qingshu also feels that he is familiar with it. He can't help asking, "Mr. Hou, who are you painting?"

Hou Xi's white eyes flashed a trace of intoxication: "a few months ago, when I was traveling around the world, I came across a fairy named XiaoLongNu. I've never seen such a fairy figure. I'm ashamed to say that Hou Mou Su came from a negative painter. He thought that he could draw all the beauties vividly, but I didn't dare to draw her face, Because no matter how I draw, I can't draw a picture of her beauty. "

Song Qingshu was both surprised and pleased: "I don't know where Hou met her?"

Hou Xibai was stunned and thought how you didn't play according to the common sense. Normally, you should not question my words, and then I'll give you a good description of how beautiful little dragon girl is.

Stunned, he replied: "I met her a few months ago in Hengshan, but after such a long time, she must not be there. It's too late to go again."

At the same time, he secretly despised Shuiyue. He had always heard that Shuiyue was lustful. Now, as soon as he saw it, he wanted to find someone else when he heard me talking about how beautiful XiaoLongNu was.

Think of here, he can't help but some regret, let this kind of people know the little dragon girl's information, it is blasphemous in the heart of the goddess.

Song Qingshu was lost in thought. How did little dragon girl go to Hengshan? Well, I don't know when we will meet again.

"Well, I don't know what kind of immortal song Qingshu is." Hou Xibai suddenly gave a long sigh.

Song Qingshu was stunned: "why did Prince Hou suddenly mention me... Cough... Him?"

Hou Xibai obviously fell into the memory of XiaoLongNu's beauty, and didn't notice the difference in his words: "I heard that XiaoLongNu's sweetheart is song Qingshu, king of Qi. Although I haven't met him, I met Yang Guo a few days ago. Although I was conceited and handsome, I was a little less conscious than Yang Guo. But XiaoLongNu gave up such a strange man for song Qingshu, I think he must be like an immortal. "

Boast, continue boasting, I like it!

Song Qingshu's eyebrows were raised. If he had a tail, he might have tilted up at this time.

"Keke ~" at this time, there was a light cough beside him. A LAN da'er, the bodyguard chief, looked at them with a bad face: "can you talk about women after the princess has asked the right questions?"

Hou Xibai's face changed, and he gave a salute to Princess Yalun: "I was so excited that I forgot my business. I hope the princess will forgive me."

Princess Yalun snorted coldly and looked directly at Song Qingshu: "should you tell me something?"

Her face is still beautiful and moving, not as sad as she thought, but more haggard than before. Song Qingshu sighs secretly. Her life is really bitter. It was originally the Queen's life, but now she can only be a widow. Unexpectedly, even her father is dead now.

I think so. I've experienced too much before. Even if there are accidents again, it's hard to defeat her.

Song Qingshu took out the jade horse she had sent before, and said with an apologetic face: "I didn't protect your father's safety on the road this time, because I was entrusted by the princess. I feel very guilty. I really dare not leave it. I hope the princess will take it back."

The princess didn't even look at the box. She said coldly, "I'm not here to listen to this."

Song Qing hesitated for a long time before she said, "I don't know what the princess wants to hear?"

"How on earth did my father die?" Princess Yalun fixed her eyes on him.

Song Qingshu talked about Gaochang labyrinth. Princess Yalun frowned and said, "who is that man in black?"

"I don't know." Song Qing lied without heart beating.

Princess Yalun's eyebrows were covered with a thin layer of anger: "you can't keep him because of your martial arts. Is that man still a great master?"

Song Qingshu gave a thumbs up. The woman's intuition was really terrible, but obviously she didn't think it was the great master. She didn't go on from this point: "can you tell his origin from the opponent's martial arts skills?"

Song Qingshu shook his head: "I'm from Japan, and I don't know all the martial arts in the Central Plains."

Hou Xibai, who was posing with a fan, said, "why don't you practice the situation with me, and I'll see if I can infer the identity of that person."

Song Qingshu a Leng, but in the heart is secretly happy: "good."

Seeing that he agreed, Hou Xibai's fan swung into his middle road. Although he was a bit of a showman with the fan, it was really not a decoration. He had successfully integrated his martial arts into his fan and created a set of flower folding martial arts.

Song Qingshu also played a set of martial arts. Of course, he didn't imitate the Tongtian sorcery, but imitated some of Guo Jing's martial arts. At the same time, he was very careful that he didn't do it so obviously, and didn't use the famous 18 dragon subduing palms and so on.

When he was worried about whether Hou Xibai could see it, he had already jumped out of the battle circle and saluted Princess Yalun: "tell Princess back, that man's martial arts skills are very complicated, and it seems that he deliberately conceals his martial arts skills. If I didn't know something about the martial arts of various sects in the Jianghu, I might not have seen it."

"Don't show off here. When you see it, just say it." A LAN da'er obviously didn't like this little white face to be around his mother all day.

Indistinct, the nine Yin manual well ingrained the smile of Hou Xibai's face. "The man's body has the shadow of the true and true gold, and the trick is to see the essence of the Taohua Island and the nine Yin true Jing. He hides very deep. Unfortunately, a man's martial arts are deeply rooted in the marrow, and then disguise is also unavoidable to reveal his feet in the details."

"There is only one person in the world who is the head of these families!" Princess Yalun looked out of the window in a certain direction. "No wonder I got the news before, and Khan ran to the princess's house to catch the old golden knife son-in-law!"

Hou Xibai frowned and said, "but I've heard that Guo Jing, the son-in-law of the golden sword, is a great Xia respected by everyone in the world. How could he do such a sneaky assassination?"

"I don't believe it's him, either." Princess Yalun remembers that when she visited Huazheng in the past, she heard her story about that year. She really couldn't connect Guo Jing with the murderer, but now all the information she got points to him.

"No, no!" Suddenly a Mongolian soldier rushed in.

"What's the matter?" he said

The Mongolian soldier glanced at Song Qingshu and was about to say nothing. A LAN Ta'er frowned and walked over. After listening to him, his face also changed greatly. He came to the princess and whispered.

Although they lowered their voice, they couldn't hide it from Song Qingshu.

"Princess, the little prince has been robbed