Oh~ Wu Xiuwen looked at her and raised her voice. Now the surname Yang is the rich and prosperous Mongolian one, and there are beauties like you around her. No wonder she doesn’t want to take the risk to save people.
Wu Dunru also echoed: It’s a blessing that Mei Mei liked him so much at the beginning, so she was so blind.
This is a bad statement, Wu Xiuwen waved his hand immediately. The one who Fumei likes is Song Qingshu and Song Daxia. Brother Song is handsome and has high martial arts skills. He has a million powerful soldiers under his command. He is a top figure in the world. Some people are still a little self-aware, so don’t compare.
Yang Guo's eyelids twitched. Thinking that his beloved aunt was also snatched away by the man, he felt anger in his body that was about to be suppressed.
Song Qingshu, hiding in the dark, was dumbfounded. Although the Wu brothers' martial arts were a lot of trash, the trash talk was of super-human history. When they heard it, they were old Yin and Yang people.
If they were asked to continue to squirt, Yang Guo would go wild. It would be fine if he would go wild, but he was used as a gun, which made him feel very unhappy.
So he hurriedly showed up: The matter of saving people requires long-term planning, don’t be rash, two Wu brothers.
He appeared in his original appearance, and when Dawu Xiaowu saw him, he couldn't help but look excited: Brother Song!
Song Qingshu nodded and said to Yang Guo: Brother Yang, Dawu and Xiaowu are also eager to save their master. Please don’t be surprised.
Humph~ When Yang Guo saw it was him, he instantly tense, as if he was about to take action, but he finally held it back.
Gongsun Lu'e looked at Song Qingshu curiously. She was also a little curious about this legendary character, but soon looked away. Her thoughts were all on Yang Guo, so she could not tolerate other men.
Where is my aunt?Yang Guo looked at Song Qingshu with a bad look.
Song Qingshu sighed: After parting in Wudang Mountain, I don’t know where she went.
Upon hearing this news, Yang Guo's mood fluctuated, and obviously ripples appeared in his heart. Gongsun Lue'e, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but look gloomy, and a feeling of sorrow surged into his heart.
The others are put aside first, and the most urgent task now is to save Guo Daxia.Song Qingshu originally wanted to call Brother Guo, but Yang Guo called him Uncle Guo, which would be a big shot.
Yang Guo also calmed down: Yes, now with your help, our hope of saving Uncle Guo is a little bigger.
It's far from enough.Song Qingshu roughly said the masters from Mongolia. Yang Guoyue frowned tighter and he knew it was difficult to deal with.
So what should we do now?
It's strange that Yang Guo had just said a similar meaning, but Dawu and Xiaowu couldn't listen at all but sarcastically. Now that Song Qingshu said it, they immediately calmed down.
Song Qingshu replied: As far as I can tell, the two old seniors Zhou Botong and Hong Qigong should also be near Helin. You can find a way to contact them.
For Ah, with the two of them here, we will definitely be able to rescue Master.When Wu Xiaowu heard the message from the two people, he couldn't help but be excited.
Song Qingshu said: In addition, you also need to respond internally. There is one thing that needs to be troubled by Brother Yang.
Yang Guo said in a deep voice: You said!
Song Qingshu hesitated a little: But this matter is contrary to chivalrous...
Yang Guo said lightly: As long as Uncle Guo can be rescued, what is the loss of my personal reputation?
Brother Yang is indeed anxious to be righteous. Song Qingshu then said, "If the general who guards Guo Daxia today is Wuliang Hetai, he is Mengge's old subordinate. If we can get help from Mengge's widow Princess Yalun, we can save a lot of things."
Yang Guo frowned and said: How could Princess Yalun help us?
Gongsun Lue'er, who was standing beside him, felt a little nervous. Could it be that Brother Yang was going to use a handsome man trick?A handsome and charming man like Brother Yang is probably difficult to resist even if he is a princess.
Song Qingshu didn't know her thoughts and continued: Princess Yalun has a child, who is Meng Ge's posthumous son. She has always loved her very much. Brother Yang found an opportunity to capture her child as a hostage, and she would definitely submit.
Yang Guo couldn't help but be stunned: It's a bit unpleasant to bully someone orphans and widows.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said: I also know that this makes Brother Yang embarrassed.
Yang Guo took a deep breath: Don't worry, in order to save Uncle Guo, I will do it even if it is against chivalrous, but I need you to guarantee that you will not hurt the child's life.
This is naturally, I am not a bloodthirsty maniac.Song Qingshu couldn't bear to think of Princess Yalun's child.
At this time, Gongsun Lue'e spoke: Mr. Song, although Brother Meng is dead, he was once the crown prince after all. How strict the guards in his mansion are, it is probably not easy to go in and arrest people.You asked Brother Yang to take the risk of doing these things, but I wonder what you are going to do?
Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: The little girl started to protect her short-term before she got married.
Gongsun Lue'e's face turned red and she looked at Yang Guo with guilt: Where is it?
Song Qingshu then replied: Of course I know that the guards of Prince Meng Ge’s mansion are strictly guarded, so I want to create an opportunity for you to lure the tiger out of the mountain. You are taking the opportunity to sneak in and find someone.
Next, he discussed some details with them, and Song Qingshu returned to his residence to meditate. Not long after, a carriage slowly stopped at his door.
A team of cavalry quickly came down and scattered to take charge of the safety around them. A beautiful woman came down from the carriage, and it was Princess Yalun!
She got out of the car and walked straight in, walked towards where Song Qingshu was. She stopped when she saw him, waved her hand and asked her subordinates to go out, and said: I'm here, you can tell me the details of my father's death.
Song Qingshu noticed that she did not bring the child out this time, and she felt relieved. Although she guessed that she would not bring it out, she was afraid that she would not take it out, but she was not afraid of ten thousand.
Who is this young master?
Song Qingshu did not answer, but instead looked at the handsome young man beside her. Even if he was a man, he had to admit that he was an extremely charming person. He had a gentle look that could teach women to melt. His thick black and elegant mustache seemed to make his handsome face hang a faint smile at any time.
His eyes fell on the paper fan in his hand, and a lot of complaints suddenly surged into his heart. This bitter and cold place in Mobei always carried a fan on his body, and wasn't he afraid of being so cold that he was panicked?
The young master smiled slightly, spread the folding fan in his hand, and there was a picture of a lady on it, with vivid paintings. A fairy-like figure appeared on the paper. Who would it be if it weren't Jin Bingyun: Hou Xibai, in the Xiahuajian School, had seen the Shuiyue Sect.
Hou Xibai?Song Qingshu was stunned. Why did he even appear?Speaking of Shadow Assassin, Hai is lost, Hou Xibai is helping Princess Yalun, these two brothers are really interesting.
Do you know me?Hou Xibai felt his tone and couldn't help but say curiously.
What is your relationship with Nian Pity Dan?Song Qingshu thought of the dirty attitude of Pity Dan in Xixia City in the first year, and had no good impression of the three words "Huajian Sect".
Although he and I were in the same sect, they belonged to different factions and had no intersection. Hou has never been ashamed of his character, and I hope the sect will not confuse us.
Hou Xibai said seriously, obviously he was often misunderstood.
Song Qingshu nodded, pointed at Jin Bingyun on his fan and said: If you draw her on your fan, aren't you afraid that the magician will blame him?
Hou Xibai took the fan and looked at Jin Bingyun's portrait, and smiled and said: I am just objectively recording the beautiful things in the world, without any blasphemy. How demeanor is the magician? How could he care about these trivial things?
Song Qingshu had to admire his behavior as a fool. He was about to praise him for a few words when he suddenly noticed the portrait of a woman on the other side of his fan and was stunned.
Wu Dunru also echoed: It’s a blessing that Mei Mei liked him so much at the beginning, so she was so blind.
This is a bad statement, Wu Xiuwen waved his hand immediately. The one who Fumei likes is Song Qingshu and Song Daxia. Brother Song is handsome and has high martial arts skills. He has a million powerful soldiers under his command. He is a top figure in the world. Some people are still a little self-aware, so don’t compare.
Yang Guo's eyelids twitched. Thinking that his beloved aunt was also snatched away by the man, he felt anger in his body that was about to be suppressed.
Song Qingshu, hiding in the dark, was dumbfounded. Although the Wu brothers' martial arts were a lot of trash, the trash talk was of super-human history. When they heard it, they were old Yin and Yang people.
If they were asked to continue to squirt, Yang Guo would go wild. It would be fine if he would go wild, but he was used as a gun, which made him feel very unhappy.
So he hurriedly showed up: The matter of saving people requires long-term planning, don’t be rash, two Wu brothers.
He appeared in his original appearance, and when Dawu Xiaowu saw him, he couldn't help but look excited: Brother Song!
Song Qingshu nodded and said to Yang Guo: Brother Yang, Dawu and Xiaowu are also eager to save their master. Please don’t be surprised.
Humph~ When Yang Guo saw it was him, he instantly tense, as if he was about to take action, but he finally held it back.
Gongsun Lu'e looked at Song Qingshu curiously. She was also a little curious about this legendary character, but soon looked away. Her thoughts were all on Yang Guo, so she could not tolerate other men.
Where is my aunt?Yang Guo looked at Song Qingshu with a bad look.
Song Qingshu sighed: After parting in Wudang Mountain, I don’t know where she went.
Upon hearing this news, Yang Guo's mood fluctuated, and obviously ripples appeared in his heart. Gongsun Lue'e, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but look gloomy, and a feeling of sorrow surged into his heart.
The others are put aside first, and the most urgent task now is to save Guo Daxia.Song Qingshu originally wanted to call Brother Guo, but Yang Guo called him Uncle Guo, which would be a big shot.
Yang Guo also calmed down: Yes, now with your help, our hope of saving Uncle Guo is a little bigger.
It's far from enough.Song Qingshu roughly said the masters from Mongolia. Yang Guoyue frowned tighter and he knew it was difficult to deal with.
So what should we do now?
It's strange that Yang Guo had just said a similar meaning, but Dawu and Xiaowu couldn't listen at all but sarcastically. Now that Song Qingshu said it, they immediately calmed down.
Song Qingshu replied: As far as I can tell, the two old seniors Zhou Botong and Hong Qigong should also be near Helin. You can find a way to contact them.
For Ah, with the two of them here, we will definitely be able to rescue Master.When Wu Xiaowu heard the message from the two people, he couldn't help but be excited.
Song Qingshu said: In addition, you also need to respond internally. There is one thing that needs to be troubled by Brother Yang.
Yang Guo said in a deep voice: You said!
Song Qingshu hesitated a little: But this matter is contrary to chivalrous...
Yang Guo said lightly: As long as Uncle Guo can be rescued, what is the loss of my personal reputation?
Brother Yang is indeed anxious to be righteous. Song Qingshu then said, "If the general who guards Guo Daxia today is Wuliang Hetai, he is Mengge's old subordinate. If we can get help from Mengge's widow Princess Yalun, we can save a lot of things."
Yang Guo frowned and said: How could Princess Yalun help us?
Gongsun Lue'er, who was standing beside him, felt a little nervous. Could it be that Brother Yang was going to use a handsome man trick?A handsome and charming man like Brother Yang is probably difficult to resist even if he is a princess.
Song Qingshu didn't know her thoughts and continued: Princess Yalun has a child, who is Meng Ge's posthumous son. She has always loved her very much. Brother Yang found an opportunity to capture her child as a hostage, and she would definitely submit.
Yang Guo couldn't help but be stunned: It's a bit unpleasant to bully someone orphans and widows.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said: I also know that this makes Brother Yang embarrassed.
Yang Guo took a deep breath: Don't worry, in order to save Uncle Guo, I will do it even if it is against chivalrous, but I need you to guarantee that you will not hurt the child's life.
This is naturally, I am not a bloodthirsty maniac.Song Qingshu couldn't bear to think of Princess Yalun's child.
At this time, Gongsun Lue'e spoke: Mr. Song, although Brother Meng is dead, he was once the crown prince after all. How strict the guards in his mansion are, it is probably not easy to go in and arrest people.You asked Brother Yang to take the risk of doing these things, but I wonder what you are going to do?
Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: The little girl started to protect her short-term before she got married.
Gongsun Lue'e's face turned red and she looked at Yang Guo with guilt: Where is it?
Song Qingshu then replied: Of course I know that the guards of Prince Meng Ge’s mansion are strictly guarded, so I want to create an opportunity for you to lure the tiger out of the mountain. You are taking the opportunity to sneak in and find someone.
Next, he discussed some details with them, and Song Qingshu returned to his residence to meditate. Not long after, a carriage slowly stopped at his door.
A team of cavalry quickly came down and scattered to take charge of the safety around them. A beautiful woman came down from the carriage, and it was Princess Yalun!
She got out of the car and walked straight in, walked towards where Song Qingshu was. She stopped when she saw him, waved her hand and asked her subordinates to go out, and said: I'm here, you can tell me the details of my father's death.
Song Qingshu noticed that she did not bring the child out this time, and she felt relieved. Although she guessed that she would not bring it out, she was afraid that she would not take it out, but she was not afraid of ten thousand.
Who is this young master?
Song Qingshu did not answer, but instead looked at the handsome young man beside her. Even if he was a man, he had to admit that he was an extremely charming person. He had a gentle look that could teach women to melt. His thick black and elegant mustache seemed to make his handsome face hang a faint smile at any time.
His eyes fell on the paper fan in his hand, and a lot of complaints suddenly surged into his heart. This bitter and cold place in Mobei always carried a fan on his body, and wasn't he afraid of being so cold that he was panicked?
The young master smiled slightly, spread the folding fan in his hand, and there was a picture of a lady on it, with vivid paintings. A fairy-like figure appeared on the paper. Who would it be if it weren't Jin Bingyun: Hou Xibai, in the Xiahuajian School, had seen the Shuiyue Sect.
Hou Xibai?Song Qingshu was stunned. Why did he even appear?Speaking of Shadow Assassin, Hai is lost, Hou Xibai is helping Princess Yalun, these two brothers are really interesting.
Do you know me?Hou Xibai felt his tone and couldn't help but say curiously.
What is your relationship with Nian Pity Dan?Song Qingshu thought of the dirty attitude of Pity Dan in Xixia City in the first year, and had no good impression of the three words "Huajian Sect".
Although he and I were in the same sect, they belonged to different factions and had no intersection. Hou has never been ashamed of his character, and I hope the sect will not confuse us.
Hou Xibai said seriously, obviously he was often misunderstood.
Song Qingshu nodded, pointed at Jin Bingyun on his fan and said: If you draw her on your fan, aren't you afraid that the magician will blame him?
Hou Xibai took the fan and looked at Jin Bingyun's portrait, and smiled and said: I am just objectively recording the beautiful things in the world, without any blasphemy. How demeanor is the magician? How could he care about these trivial things?
Song Qingshu had to admire his behavior as a fool. He was about to praise him for a few words when he suddenly noticed the portrait of a woman on the other side of his fan and was stunned.
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