Chapter 68: Huang Liang Yi Meng

Patriarch Xuedao's face became more and more ugly, he snorted coldly, and without saying a word, tied Wei Xiaobao and went back to the camp.

Wei Xiaobao knew that his words had an effect, because he saw that the blood knife ancestor immediately found Sang Jie, and the two pointed and whispered to each other.

"Old Ancestor, I think that kid is right." Sang Jie's face was cloudy.

"Then why don't we take him back to the Mongolian grassland?" The blood knife ancestor's eyes flickered.

"It's just that Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts is too high. Now I've been injured by Song Qingshu's sword energy. I'm afraid you and I are not strong enough." Sang Jie had already suffered badly when Song Qingshu's sword pierced the big hand seal's aura last time. His internal injuries have always been under pressure.

"So what if I add the old man?" With a long laugh, Hong Antong turned out from the shadow. It turned out that he had been coveting the eight forty-two chapter scriptures in Wei Xiaobao's hands all along, so he was not willing to watch him die.

It's a pity that he is alone. Neither the Blood Knife Ancestor nor Sang Jie is inferior to him, and Yuan Chengzhi's martial arts is obviously higher than him, so he does not dare to act rashly for a while, so he has to pay attention to the activities of the Blood Knife Ancestor and Sang Jie at all times and listen. Seeing the content of the conversation between the two, they couldn't help jumping out with great joy.

Seeing the three old foxes whispering there, Wei Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his life was finally saved. If he was caught by them and taken to Mongolia, he might not die. It is not impossible for the prince to let himself go... Thinking of the beauty, Wei Xiaobao couldn't help but giggle.

On the other side, Song Qingshu was tied to a temporary pillar. He looked sluggish on the surface, but in fact he was secretly mobilizing his true energy to attack the acupoints all over his body according to the acupuncture method in the Nine Yin Manual.

Suddenly, he smelled a sweet fragrance in his nostrils, and his heart moved. Song Qingshu opened his eyes, and saw a light green skirt flickering in front of his eyes. He looked up, "So it's Youyou... Oh no, Mrs. Yuan."

"How's your injury?" Xia Qingqing frowned slightly, thinking that he was hit in the vitals by Hong Antong's palm before, and was injured by the hands of the other two, so she couldn't help but look worried.

"Thank you, Mrs. Yuan, for your concern. I just lose my energy and won't die for a while." Song Qingshu leaned his back on the pillar and looked at Xia Qingqing playfully, "I wonder if Miss Youyou asked you to come and see me."

Pink's face flushed, and seeing that he didn't pierce the window paper, Xia Qingqing took advantage of the situation and pretended to be stupid: "Miss Youyou hates you so much, how could she come to see you again."

"Hey, after that day, Song and Miss Youyou may never see each other again." Song Qingshu understood that Xia Qingqing made a temporary guest appearance on that day in order to seduce Wei Xiaobao. Seeing the dignified and generous Xia Qingqing now, Song Qingshu understood that the famous Yangzhou prostitute who was naturally charming and turned all sentient beings on her head disappeared forever.

"Hmph!" During the past two days alone, every time Xia Qingqing recalled the intimate and lingering scenes with him in her mind, Xia Qingqing couldn't help but feel agitated. Although the two of them didn't have real swords and feet, the feeling of being in harmony with each other and their souls being in perfect harmony made her unforgettable, and she will never forget it.

Coupled with Song Qingshu's image of a handsome young man who perfectly answered her two difficult questions, although Xia Qingqing was annoyed that he had taken advantage of him, she still had a good impression of him in her heart.

Therefore, after the incident, he realized that someone had tampered with him while drinking, and he didn't suspect that it was his fault. He thought it was Li Chunyuan's dirty trick to let him pick up guests.

"I can't finish some snacks, and it's a pity to throw them away. Seeing that you are so pitiful here, I will treat it as a reward for a kitten and a dog, and it will be cheaper for you." Xia Qingqing put a wooden box full of snacks beside him, Turned around to leave.

"Madam, please stay a step." Seeing Xia Qingqing who turned her head in astonishment, Song Qingshu smiled wryly, "Look at the way I'm tied up now, how can I eat?"

"You want me to untie you?" Xia Qingqing was no fool, she shook her head, "Your martial arts are too high, I don't want to take risks."

"How can I embarrass my wife?" Song Qingshu's eyes were full of memories, "I just thought that if Miss Youyou was by my side, she would definitely feed me tenderly..."

Xia Qingqing's complexion fluctuated, but the ambiguous excitement made her excited. After hesitating for a moment, she pulled up her skirt, squatted down beside him, and picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake with two green onion-like jade fingers and gave it to him. When it came to Song Qingshu's lips, he muttered to himself: "This lady is just worried that you will starve to death, so don't think too much about it."

Song Qingshu smiled knowingly, and opened his mouth to swallow the soft osmanthus cake.

Xia Qingqing quickly retracted her finger as if it had been scalded, without giving the other party any chance.

Turning his eyes, Song Qingshu pretended to inadvertently ask: "Why didn't Madam accompany the Golden Snake King, but came here to chat with a prisoner like me?"

"A middle-aged scholar came to look for Brother Yuan. He hid in the big tent and didn't know what to discuss. I thought it was boring, so I walked around." Xia Qingqing's face turned red. In fact, she took the opportunity to send some to Song Qingshu behind everyone's back. For food, she didn't know why she did this, she just subconsciously wanted to get close to Song Qingshu.

Of course, it is necessary to say that Xia Qingqing was fascinated by Song Qingshu's domineering aura, and fell in love with him and couldn't help herself... It's pure nonsense.

She just wanted to have fun and enjoy the feeling of her heart beating faster like stepping on a tightrope. If Song Qingshu really wanted to do something to her, she would never do it.

"Oh!" Xia Qingqing just lost her mind, and her two fingers were caught by the other party. The wet sucking feeling from her fingertips startled her, and she stood up in shock, glaring at her with red ears. He wrote Song Qingshu.

"No matter how sweet the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is, the taste cannot compare to Madam's slender hands." Song Qingshu stared at her without showing any weakness, full of teasing intentions.

"Xia Qingqing, you are really crazy!" Shaking her head fiercely, looking at the hateful appearance of the other party, Xia Qingqing suddenly stretched out a kick and kicked Song Qingshu's waist, picked up her fragrant skirt and ran away.

"Hey, men can't kick around here. If you are kicked by my wife and ruin your happiness for the rest of your life, you have to be responsible." Song Qingshu's joking laughter came from behind.

Looking at Xia Qingqing's disappearing back, Song Qingshu smiled wryly and said, "I still can't get rid of this flirtatious problem."

Thinking of how he often flirted with beautiful subordinates like this in the company in his previous life, Song Qingshu's expression dimmed. He looked at the mountains in the distance, leaned slumped on the pillar behind him, and sighed longly: "I have been in this world for so long, and I feel more and more tired." The habit makes me more and more afraid, for fear that when I wake up, I will only regard the memory of the past life as a dream... Only in this way, I will not forget who I am~"

In the main tent, Yuan Chengzhi looked at the man in front of him who was very famous in the world with a shocked expression: "What? Wei Xiaobao is the incense master of Qingmu Hall of Tiandi Hui?"