Chapter 65: Sword Control

One of the two came from modern times and knew nothing about poetry and books, and the other was born in Jianghu and didn't like poetry at all. In the end, the romance at the beginning turned into a casual chat.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly felt a little warm, and he felt that the girl Youyou opposite him was becoming more and more beautiful.

Xia Qingqing also felt unbearably hot and unbearable. She inadvertently opened her collar a little, revealing her greasy skin.

"Young master is uneasy and kind. The weather is so hot, and he keeps coming to persuade people to drink." Xia Qingqing's eyes slightly opened, her voice seemed to be complaining, and she seemed to be coquettish, and she completely assumed the role of the famous prostitute Youyou in Yangzhou.

It turns out that the Lichun Hospital has recently imported a batch of medicinal wine from the Western Regions. Unlike the previous drugs, this kind of wine will not make people unconscious, but will only amplify the hidden lust in the subject's heart several times, and can make people sink unconsciously. Afterwards, you will mistakenly think that everything was done as intended...

This wine is an extremely precious thing, who knows that Wei Xiaobao grew up in Lichun Academy, so he knows where the best things are kept, so he quietly took it out to replace the wine jug that was about to be delivered to the oiran's room, he wanted to sneak in the oiran's room Room, who knew that Song Qingshu got the advantage of him by mistake.

"It's such a good wine, it's so boring to drink it this way." With the help of alcohol, Song Qingshu has gradually relaxed, and regained that cynical look.

"I don't know how to drink it so that the young master finds it interesting?" Xia Qingqing looked at him with a confused expression, half-smiling.

"Everyone in the world knows how to drink wine for money, but they often don't know that the most beautiful way to drink it is to drink wine with a warm fragrance and soft jade in your arms, and a beautiful woman's red lips pecking lightly." Song Qingshu's eyes are full of evil, pointing straight looking at her.

"Young master, you know that people sell their art but not their body~" Xia Qingqing didn't know why, but she couldn't get angry when she heard the other party's blatant teasing. Looking at the gentle and jade-like Song Qingshu, she couldn't help feeling a little crazy, and her voice changed It becomes more and more lingering and charming.

"It's because the girl didn't meet the person she was destined to be." Song Qingshu got up and came to Xia Qingqing's side, gently raised her clean chin, and smiled slightly: "I hope to have one heart and one heart, and never leave each other."

Xia Qingqing let the other party hook her chin, a trace of shame flashed across her face, and her heart was racing like a deer. In a daze, I always feel that I seem to have forgotten something important, and subconsciously feel that something is wrong, but now I am lazy and have no energy, and I really don't have extra energy to think about it.

Gritting her white teeth lightly, Xia Qingqing turned around on the spot, Song Qingshu was dazzled by the swaying skirt, stretched out her slender hand, gently pressed Song Qingshu onto the stool, and took a drink from the jug with her right hand , fell down with the trend, and fell into Song Qingshu's arms softly and bonelessly, hooking his neck, and while he was stunned, a soft red lip was printed on it.

Song Qingshu only felt that his teeth were pried open by a flexible and soft object, and then he felt that the wine in the pot was poured into his mouth drop by drop, like fine nectar and jade dew.

After parting their lips for a long time, Xia Qingqing hung her hands around Song Qingshu's neck, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked at him with all her beauty: "Is this how you drink it?"

Feeling the other party's energetic and elastic body sitting on his lap, Song Qingshu felt that all the heat in his body sank to three inches below the navel, and he couldn't help but bend down and kiss him.

With a cry, Xia Qingqing slowly closed her eyes and allowed the other party to be wanton and frivolous...

"There are assassins!"

"Protect Sir Wei!"

At this time, there was a mournful cry from outside, Xia Qingqing seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, and was shocked to find that she was desperate to return the welcome and let the king pick it up, she was shocked and pushed Song Qingshu away, slapped A loud slap in the face.

"Miss Youyou, you..." Song Qingshu stroked his cheek. Unexpectedly, the woman who was so affectionate just a moment ago would suddenly turn her back and deny her.

The scene just now came back to her mind, and Xia Qingqing cried out in her heart, what on earth is going on!

Just now she was woken up by the screams outside. After she was in a cold sweat, most of the medicinal properties of the wine had dissipated in her body, and she felt soft all over. She picked up the jug on the table and smelled it. Xia Qingqing's face turned livid involuntarily.

From the gap in the window, I saw Yuan Chengzhi and the others attacking a young man with braids. I didn't know that I had misunderstood the person. I turned around and gritted my teeth and looked at Song Qingshu: "You are not Wei Xiaobao, who are you?"

"Uh, I'm Song Qingshu." What kind of trouble was this? Song Qingshu hadn't fully woken up at this time and replied subconsciously.

With a chill in her chest, Xia Qingqing looked down and found that her dress was messy and her nose was sore. She thought that out of fun, she volunteered to play this famous prostitute regardless of her husband's objection, but in the end...

If Big Brother Yuan saw her appearance at this time, Xia Qingqing couldn't help but shudder. She didn't care to settle accounts with Song Qingshu, clutched her neckline tightly, jumped out in the opposite direction, and disappeared into the night sky.

Seeing that the lightness kung fu she performed was incomparably brilliant, Song Qingshu finally came to his senses. The other party was not a weak Qinhuai courtesan, but a female snitch with high martial arts skills.

"Brother Song, help me!" At this time, Wei Xiaobao's shrill cry came from outside.

It turned out that after Yuan Chengzhi and other masters quietly settled the defense line deployed by Duolong on the periphery, they led their respective men to rush in, ready to catch the turtle in the urn.

As expected, Jiumozhi is the person with the highest martial arts in the field. The moment he sensed a trace of murderous aura, he pushed Wei Xiaobao a few meters away, and in the blink of an eye, Wei Xiaobao avoided Yuan Chengzhi's sure-to-kill blow that fell from the sky. sword.

As if they had been waiting for a long time, the Blood Knife Ancestor and Sang Jie stretched out their hands to grab Wei Xiaobao from left to right.

Jiumozhi needed to rely on Wei Xiaobao in his ambition to revive Tubo. How could something happen to him? He quickly picked up two flaming knives and struck them from a distance.

The Blood Knife Ancestor and Sang Jie were shocked. If they continued to reach out to catch Wei Xiaobao, their arms would inevitably be cut off, so they had no choice but to defend themselves.

The Blood Knife Patriarch picked up the Blood Knife and slashed at the sweeping knife energy. After a sound of fine iron intersecting, the Blood Knife Patriarch stared blankly at the blood knife in his hand, terrified in his heart. He met the opponent head-on with a void sword energy from a few feet away, but it was just a draw!

Sang Jie transformed into several big mudras in succession to disperse the saber energy attacking him, but he had no energy left to chase after him. For five years, he was troubled: Although he was the number one master of the Shingon sect, Jiumozhi was the one who had been fighting for many years. The number one person in Tantric Buddhism, in this fight, the opponent's martial arts skills were indeed much higher than mine.

At this time, Duolong had already reacted, and quickly drew out his saber to guard Wei Xiaobao, just blocking Hong Antong, the leader of the dragon who was waiting for his opportunity.

As the head of the imperial guards, Duolong is naturally not weak in martial arts, but his kung fu is more for fighting on the battlefield. This kind of Jianghu fight is a big disadvantage. He fell down between the tables and chairs.

Fortunately, he more or less played a blocking role. Wei Xiaobao finally reacted, and hurried to the side, crying and howling: "Brother Song, help me!"

Hong Antong gave a ferocious laugh, and a big roc spread its wings, looking down from a high position, and in a moment it was about to grab Wei Xiaobao's Tianling Cap.

At this moment, a sharp piercing sound came from Hong Antong's ears. The thunderous momentum caused Hong Antong's expression to change drastically. , in a hurry, he still didn't completely escape.

Touching the foot-long gash on his arm, Hong Antong looked back with a gloomy face and saw a wooden sword inserted into a pillar not far away, with the tail of the sword trembling slightly.

"As an elder in the martial arts world, I really admire you for taking action against a person who has no martial arts skills at all." Song Qingshu tiptoed and floated down from the second floor, standing in front of Wei Xiaobao.

"Brother Song, he is the Hong leader of Shenlong Island. He has great martial arts skills. You have to be careful." Wei Xiaobao hid behind Song Qingshu and finally felt at ease.

"So you are the young man that the Blood Knife Ancestor was talking about, and you do have some skills." As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Antong disappeared and punched Song Qingshu in the face.

When he was still a few feet away from Song Qingshu, Hong Antong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly canceled his palm force and jumped to the side. Unfortunately, it was a little late, and his shoulder was injured by another sword energy.

Looking at the empty pillar, and then at the wooden sword that had returned to Song Qingshu's hand, Hong Antong said in shock: "Capturing the Dragon!"

Song Qingshu did not comment, and was secretly proud of himself. This was just the 'Double Dragon Absorbing Water' in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. He had improved it a bit, but it could achieve the same effect as the Dragon Capturing Technique. It could take objects from a distance, and combined with the wooden sword, he wanted to achieve The kind of sword-wielding skills that I saw in fantasy movies in my previous life, which can kill people thousands of miles away, is unlikely, but within a hundred meters...

Hong Antong was filled with anger. Now he was injured twice by the opponent's wooden sword. The first sword was just a little superficial wound, but the second one was injured by him on the shoulder. The sword energy penetrated into his bones. Now I am afraid that his martial arts can only be used at most seven times. become.

This is not because Hong Antong's martial arts is too low. The first sword attack happened suddenly, and the timing of Song Qingshu's sword attack was too clever. It happened to be when he had reached the highest point and used up his strength.

As for the second sword, in Hong Antong's decades of career, he had never seen a long sword that flew several feet away and could fly back automatically without any precautions, causing the empty door on his back to open wide. Injured by the wooden sword sucked back by Song Qingshu.

Jiumozhi looked at the six directions, always paying attention to the scene on the field, and couldn't help but get excited when he saw it, "Song Master is indeed a master of swordsmanship. If time goes by, the Six Meridians Divine Sword's reputation as the best sword in the world may not be guaranteed."

Yuan Chengzhi, who was fighting against him, secretly complained that this operation was full of twists and turns. First, Qingqing admitted the wrong person and introduced Song Qingshu into the room, which made it impossible for everyone to capture Wei Xiaobao without knowing it.

Then I thought about it, it wasn't too bad that she lured away Song Qingshu, the opponent's most skilled martial artist. Several people took advantage of this opportunity and wanted to quickly defeat Wei Xiaobao. They thought everything was safe, but unexpectedly there was another monk with even higher martial arts skills!