Zhang Wuji's face was cold. Last time he was defeated by a little girl, it was like a thorn in his heart. However, he didn't want to show his weakness in front of Song Qing's writing. He snorted coldly: "ignorant little girl, that little girl is the reincarnation of a Sword Fairy. I just lost half of the move because of my carelessness. You don't have to be proud, and you don't know who I beat like a dog. "

Song Qingshu was not angry. He said with a smile, "I was plotted by you last time. This time we just fought again. Come on, come on..." while he said, he also opened his posture to invite the battle.

Song Qingshu didn't feel any fear of war because he lost last time. First of all, he was intrigued by the other party last time, which was not a fair contest, so he was not satisfied; Second, during this period of time, his martial arts level has made a qualitative leap. He just wants to find a top master to prove it; Third, through the short fight just now, song Qingshu has noticed that "Zhang Wuji" seems to be injured. He is slightly shocked and understands that he is afraid that the other side has not recovered from his last injury. It's a good chance to beat the water dog.

"What's your status? If everyone challenges me, I'll be exhausted."‘ Zhang Wuji snorted heavily, but his face was hot. His family knew his own affairs. He was injured in ah Qing's hands last time. After so long, he couldn't force the sword Qi out of his body. Instead, the injury became more and more serious. He had to use his deep internal skill to suppress the sword Qi temporarily. Just now, he was fighting with song Qingshu for just a few dozen moves. The sword Qi in his body was gradually out of control. He could feel the pain of a sharp sword cutting in the meridians.

Thinking of this, "Zhang Wuji" can't help secretly regretting that he should not have been entrusted to attack the other party. But who knows that his martial arts have improved so much in this period.

Song Qingshu sneered: "you make a bluff. We've just dealt with each other. What's your situation now? I don't know yet?"

Seeing his body moving, Zhang Wuji's face changed. He quickly put his hand on Li Mochou's and Zhao Min's shoulders and said in a deep voice, "if you take another step forward, I will vomit my strength on my palm, and these two beauties will die." They were worried that they would remind song Qingshu, so they sealed their acupoints. Now they need to speak to soften song Qingshu's heart, and naturally they untied their dumb acupoints.

As soon as Li Mochou got out of trouble, he gave a cold hum: "song, I have nothing to do with you. You don't have to worry about me. What's more, I only have a few breath left, and it's not worth saving." She has always been lonely and proud in the world. Now she's taken hostage. How can she stand it with her self-esteem? If she hadn't been seriously injured and weak, she might have committed suicide.

Zhao Min's face turned white and his lips trembled, but his words were very firm: "you don't have to worry about me. Kill him for me immediately. I will repay you even if I am a ghost."

"Zhang Wuji" burst out laughing: "I can't see that these two women are so affectionate. They are willing to sacrifice themselves for you. But my princess, you have changed your mind too quickly. If you remember correctly, you should be my woman."

"Bah, who is your woman! You old monster. " Thinking of his thief being taken away by him, Zhao Min's heart pricks again.

"Song, no matter how much you think about it, it's just my broken shoes. You don't know that this chick is called a sycophant in bed. She's so coquettish that I can't bear to get out of bed for three days and three nights..." Zhang Wuji chuckles. It's just the so-called master's fight. The victory or defeat is only a fraction. He can see that song Qingshu seems to have feelings for Zhao min, So take the opportunity to disturb each other's mind.

"You are shameless!" Zhao Min trembled with anger and subconsciously explained to song Qingshu, "I didn't..."

"Thanks to you, you're still the master of one religion. Today's behavior is different from that of xiasanlan," Song Qingshu said contemptuously, with a mysterious smile on his face. "As for whether Zhao Min is a virgin or not, I know better than you."

Zhang Wuji was stunned by the strange smile on his face, and soon thought of a possibility. He was surprised and angry: "you and her

Song Qingshu was originally happy to practice Zen, but he could be regarded as a great master. After spending so much time with Zhao Min, song Qingshu naturally knew better whether she had broken her body or not, so she was not fooled by Zhang Wuji's nonsense. However, his calm expression and mysterious smile made Zhang Wuji have a bad Association. He thought that they had already gone to bed, so he was shocked and angry.

It can be seen from the iron rule that all the saints in the Ming Dynasty must be flawless virgins. When the rule was initially set, the plot of mingzun virgins was so serious. Zhao minjiao was gorgeous and charming, as bright as a rose, and at the same time had a noble status. Mingzun had long regarded her as a forbidden woman. Now that she was toppled by other men, how could she not be angry?

Song Qingshu is such an elf. As soon as he saw his expression, he knew that he had misunderstood. He immediately showed a bad smile: "in fact, I should have said what you said just now. The feeling of the unity of spirit and flesh is wonderful. Princess, don't you think so?"

Zhao Min can't help but scold shamelessly. However, as long as she can fight against mingzun, the old monster, she is willing to cooperate with her. Suddenly, she is very angry: "how can you tell this kind of thing to an outsider?"

Song Qingshu quietly gives a thumbs up, and Zhao Min says these specious words with a bashful face, causing at least 9999 critical damage to mingzun.

Mingzun was deceived. Just as he was about to get angry, he suddenly calmed down. After all, he is a generation of heroes, soberly aware that his body at this time is not convenient for hands-on, so he had to suppress his anger and light the two female mute acupoints. A soft voice rang out: "Song Qingshu, although we are in constant conflict, you ask yourself, what is our deep hatred?"

"No?" Song Qingshu's face suddenly turned cold.

Mingzun was stunned. He quickly reflected what he said: "it was wrong for me to think about Zhou Zhiruo at the beginning, but nothing happened to her and me after all. What's more, in the end, I compensated you for Zhang Wuji's woman. How can you be regarded as making money?"

Song Qingshu sneered: "it's like you gave it to me on your own initiative."

"You can't deny that if I didn't give up Zhang, based on their feelings, do you think you have a chance to touch the body of this charming princess?" Mingzun said lightly.

Song Qingshu immediately acquiesced. After pondering for a long time, he asked, "what do you want to do with all this

"Now Mongolia is in great difficulty. Looking around the world, it's just you and me who have the chance to fight against Mongolia. If you and I continue to be hostile, we will only fight with Snipes and clams to gain profits. So I suggest that we turn the war into a war of friendship and forge an alliance against Mongolia?" Mingzun's understated voice falls in Song Qingshu's and Zhao Min's ears, but it sounds like thunder.