Song Qingshu couldn't help but rub his nose. Has this been spread so widely? Unexpectedly, Hong Qigong, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was so gossiped about behind his back.
Hearing the old naughty boy's words, Yang Guo was furious in an instant: Old naughty boy, I think you are a friend, why do you insult like this!
Why are you still angry?The old naughty boy scratched his ears and his forehead seemed extremely puzzled. I did not insult Ah, and I treated you as a friend, so I expressed my congratulations.
Yang Guo suppressed his anger and said coldly: I have lost my aunt, why are you happy?
The old naughty boy smiled and came to him: What's the good thing about women? They all have a hateful face and mean a lot of trouble. How free and easy it is for me to play alone. Brother Yang, you will know the benefits of being alone when you get used to it.
Only then did Yang Guo understand what he meant. Thinking of his usual style of speaking in a confusing way, he didn't take it to heart: Auntie is different from other women.
The old naughty boy nodded deeply, then pulled Yang Guo's sleeve and said: Xiaolongnu is indeed different from other women. It is much more fun. Although I have learned her bee-controlling art, I can't learn how to sleep on a rope. Yang Guo, please tell me if there is any trick.
Yang Guo suffocated his breath: I can't either.
Xiaolongnu's special sleeping position requires a person with pure mind and flawless mind to do it. It is difficult for even an innocent and innocent person like the old naughty boy to do it, let alone a delicate heart like him.
Thinking of the beautiful figure who had been together in the ancient tomb, Yang Guo felt ache in his heart, and he felt the breath in his body churning and almost vomiting blood.
The girl in green next to her hurriedly patted his back and comforted her: Brother Yang, don’t be angry.
Zhou Botong noticed the woman beside him and couldn't help but wink and laugh: Yang Guo, Yang Guo, you are not a good person. You were just asking Xiaolongnu, but now you are living with Miss Gongsun outside the border. You'd better buy me quickly, otherwise I'll sue you for a good lawsuit next time when I see Xiaolongnu.
He had been to Jueqing Valley and naturally knew each other.
Song Qingshu on the side nodded secretly. It seemed that this girl in green clothes was Gongsun Lu'e. Thinking of the woman who died for Yang Guo in the original work, he couldn't help but sigh, hoping that they would have a good ending in this world.
However, thinking of the other party just mentioned Xiaolongnu's expression, this matter is probably a bit difficult.
As expected, Yang Guo smiled sadly: How could my aunt care about these things now?
Feeling his emotions, Zhou Botong grabbed his hair with some annoyance: Oh, every time I hear you love, I feel uncomfortable all over.
At this time, Jin Bingyun, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and said: I have met Senior Zhou.
Even if she sits in a position and doesn't move, it is the focus of the audience. However, after all, she is Pang Ban's apprentice. Many people are frightened by Pang Ban's reputation and dare not be too reckless. But now that she has walked out, they can look at her graceful and delicate figure with greedy eyes.
You little girl is pretty, Zhou Botong looked back at her. Even if he was not familiar with the world, he felt pleasing to the eye. What an old senior, I am the youngest? Just call me Zhou Botong directly.
Uh... I looked at his white hair, even though Jin Bingyun didn't think about how to deal with it for a while, so I simply changed the topic. I just heard you mention Song Qingshu. Is it the Golden Snake King Song Qingshu?
The originally complicated hall suddenly became quiet, and even Kublai Khan pricked up his ears. It was obvious that Song Qingshu has emerged in the Central Plains and has become a force that he cannot ignore.
Song Qingshu looked at Jin Bingyun curiously, what did this woman do when she inquire about her affairs?
Who else is there except him? The old naughty boy shivered, but this nickname is too ugly. He must change his name next time he meets. The old naughty boy is most afraid of snakes.
Thinking of the scene when Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, used the snake formation to tease him, he felt uncomfortable all over.
Can you directly change his nickname? Are you very familiar with him?At this moment, Jin Bingyun had already figured out his temperament and no longer deliberately called him the old senior.
He and I... Zhou Botong was a little hesitant, but when he saw people around him looking at him, his eyes rolled, and he immediately patted his chest and said, Of course he is very familiar with him, he also taught me the bamboo birds flying in the sky.
Song Qingshu laughed silently and thought to himself, where is my familiarity with you?But when he heard about this, he vaguely remembered that he saw it when he was slid with Huang Rong.
A flying bamboo bird?But kites or something?Kublai Khan couldn't help asking, when the Golden Sword Prince Consort helped Khan break the city of Samarkand, he also used similar things.
How could it be a kite? Can't I even tell the difference between a kite?
Zhou Botong was upset and praised what he saw that day, making it look like an immortal object descending to earth. Song Qingshu felt embarrassed to hear it.
I wonder if the seniors can teach us how to make this paper bird?Kublai Khan asked with a serious look on his face. As a famous general, he naturally understood how strategic this kind of thing was.
Zhou Botong looked embarrassed: It’s a pity that I didn’t learn it.
Song Qingshu is also a black thread. I didn’t teach you at all. I didn’t expect this guy to be so bragging.
According to you, Song Qingshu should know.Jin Bingyun's beautiful eyes blinked, thinking.
That's nature.Zhou Botong nodded.
Jin Bingyun couldn't help but sigh: This young master Song is young, not only has great martial arts skills, but also has such a large foundation, and even has so many wonderful ideas. Is he really the legendary exiled immortal descending to earth?
Hearing this, Yang Guo, who was standing aside, became more and more depressed, and directly picked up the horse milk wine in front of him and drank it all.
Zhou Botong was circling around Jin Bingyun, looking up and down made her feel extremely uncomfortable: Is there anything wrong with me?
That's not. I just thought of the old beggar who told me about the woman's surname Song. No woman could stop his charm. I still don't understand. But seeing you like this little girl, I probably understand what's going on. Zhou Botong said to Yang Guo next to me, "This girl has never seen the face of Song boy." It's like this. Brother Yang, you're not wronged to lose."
Cough cough... Yang Guozai couldn't help it, and a trace of blood came from his lips. Gongsun Lu'e took out a handkerchief in panic and wiped it for him, glaring at Zhou Botong, "Old naughty boy, can you stop talking nonsense?"
Song Qingshu was also a little apologized, and walked over to hold Yang Guo's hand and helped him regulate his breathing: The exercises that the Yang brothers practiced may not be able to bear great sorrow and joy, so I hope to pay more attention on weekdays.
Yang Guo looked at him with some surprise: Thank you.
The Golden Wheel Dharma King stared at the two of them with some suspicion, thinking in his heart.
Even though Jin Bingyun looked calm and gentle on weekdays, he still blushed when he heard this in front of everyone: Senior, the senior thought was a bit distorted, but the master was a little curious about Mr. Song, so he just asked for him.
The people around him were relieved. How could the fairy in everyone's hearts be so easy to touch the ordinary people? But when the magician Pang Ban thought that he was all concerned about Song Qingshu, was that person really that powerful?
Song Qingshu was also shocked. It seemed that he had been too ostentatious over the years. It was probably not only Pang Ban, but his name might have been registered with Temujin. Alas, this world is the kingly way.
Zhou Botong had a fuss here for a while, and now he felt a little bored, so he said: Little girl, you just asked me a lot of questions, and now it's my turn to ask you.
Jin Bingyun smiled slightly: What does Mr. Zhou want to ask?
Zhou Botong asked: Do you know where my sworn brother Guo Jing is?
Hearing the old naughty boy's words, Yang Guo was furious in an instant: Old naughty boy, I think you are a friend, why do you insult like this!
Why are you still angry?The old naughty boy scratched his ears and his forehead seemed extremely puzzled. I did not insult Ah, and I treated you as a friend, so I expressed my congratulations.
Yang Guo suppressed his anger and said coldly: I have lost my aunt, why are you happy?
The old naughty boy smiled and came to him: What's the good thing about women? They all have a hateful face and mean a lot of trouble. How free and easy it is for me to play alone. Brother Yang, you will know the benefits of being alone when you get used to it.
Only then did Yang Guo understand what he meant. Thinking of his usual style of speaking in a confusing way, he didn't take it to heart: Auntie is different from other women.
The old naughty boy nodded deeply, then pulled Yang Guo's sleeve and said: Xiaolongnu is indeed different from other women. It is much more fun. Although I have learned her bee-controlling art, I can't learn how to sleep on a rope. Yang Guo, please tell me if there is any trick.
Yang Guo suffocated his breath: I can't either.
Xiaolongnu's special sleeping position requires a person with pure mind and flawless mind to do it. It is difficult for even an innocent and innocent person like the old naughty boy to do it, let alone a delicate heart like him.
Thinking of the beautiful figure who had been together in the ancient tomb, Yang Guo felt ache in his heart, and he felt the breath in his body churning and almost vomiting blood.
The girl in green next to her hurriedly patted his back and comforted her: Brother Yang, don’t be angry.
Zhou Botong noticed the woman beside him and couldn't help but wink and laugh: Yang Guo, Yang Guo, you are not a good person. You were just asking Xiaolongnu, but now you are living with Miss Gongsun outside the border. You'd better buy me quickly, otherwise I'll sue you for a good lawsuit next time when I see Xiaolongnu.
He had been to Jueqing Valley and naturally knew each other.
Song Qingshu on the side nodded secretly. It seemed that this girl in green clothes was Gongsun Lu'e. Thinking of the woman who died for Yang Guo in the original work, he couldn't help but sigh, hoping that they would have a good ending in this world.
However, thinking of the other party just mentioned Xiaolongnu's expression, this matter is probably a bit difficult.
As expected, Yang Guo smiled sadly: How could my aunt care about these things now?
Feeling his emotions, Zhou Botong grabbed his hair with some annoyance: Oh, every time I hear you love, I feel uncomfortable all over.
At this time, Jin Bingyun, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and said: I have met Senior Zhou.
Even if she sits in a position and doesn't move, it is the focus of the audience. However, after all, she is Pang Ban's apprentice. Many people are frightened by Pang Ban's reputation and dare not be too reckless. But now that she has walked out, they can look at her graceful and delicate figure with greedy eyes.
You little girl is pretty, Zhou Botong looked back at her. Even if he was not familiar with the world, he felt pleasing to the eye. What an old senior, I am the youngest? Just call me Zhou Botong directly.
Uh... I looked at his white hair, even though Jin Bingyun didn't think about how to deal with it for a while, so I simply changed the topic. I just heard you mention Song Qingshu. Is it the Golden Snake King Song Qingshu?
The originally complicated hall suddenly became quiet, and even Kublai Khan pricked up his ears. It was obvious that Song Qingshu has emerged in the Central Plains and has become a force that he cannot ignore.
Song Qingshu looked at Jin Bingyun curiously, what did this woman do when she inquire about her affairs?
Who else is there except him? The old naughty boy shivered, but this nickname is too ugly. He must change his name next time he meets. The old naughty boy is most afraid of snakes.
Thinking of the scene when Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, used the snake formation to tease him, he felt uncomfortable all over.
Can you directly change his nickname? Are you very familiar with him?At this moment, Jin Bingyun had already figured out his temperament and no longer deliberately called him the old senior.
He and I... Zhou Botong was a little hesitant, but when he saw people around him looking at him, his eyes rolled, and he immediately patted his chest and said, Of course he is very familiar with him, he also taught me the bamboo birds flying in the sky.
Song Qingshu laughed silently and thought to himself, where is my familiarity with you?But when he heard about this, he vaguely remembered that he saw it when he was slid with Huang Rong.
A flying bamboo bird?But kites or something?Kublai Khan couldn't help asking, when the Golden Sword Prince Consort helped Khan break the city of Samarkand, he also used similar things.
How could it be a kite? Can't I even tell the difference between a kite?
Zhou Botong was upset and praised what he saw that day, making it look like an immortal object descending to earth. Song Qingshu felt embarrassed to hear it.
I wonder if the seniors can teach us how to make this paper bird?Kublai Khan asked with a serious look on his face. As a famous general, he naturally understood how strategic this kind of thing was.
Zhou Botong looked embarrassed: It’s a pity that I didn’t learn it.
Song Qingshu is also a black thread. I didn’t teach you at all. I didn’t expect this guy to be so bragging.
According to you, Song Qingshu should know.Jin Bingyun's beautiful eyes blinked, thinking.
That's nature.Zhou Botong nodded.
Jin Bingyun couldn't help but sigh: This young master Song is young, not only has great martial arts skills, but also has such a large foundation, and even has so many wonderful ideas. Is he really the legendary exiled immortal descending to earth?
Hearing this, Yang Guo, who was standing aside, became more and more depressed, and directly picked up the horse milk wine in front of him and drank it all.
Zhou Botong was circling around Jin Bingyun, looking up and down made her feel extremely uncomfortable: Is there anything wrong with me?
That's not. I just thought of the old beggar who told me about the woman's surname Song. No woman could stop his charm. I still don't understand. But seeing you like this little girl, I probably understand what's going on. Zhou Botong said to Yang Guo next to me, "This girl has never seen the face of Song boy." It's like this. Brother Yang, you're not wronged to lose."
Cough cough... Yang Guozai couldn't help it, and a trace of blood came from his lips. Gongsun Lu'e took out a handkerchief in panic and wiped it for him, glaring at Zhou Botong, "Old naughty boy, can you stop talking nonsense?"
Song Qingshu was also a little apologized, and walked over to hold Yang Guo's hand and helped him regulate his breathing: The exercises that the Yang brothers practiced may not be able to bear great sorrow and joy, so I hope to pay more attention on weekdays.
Yang Guo looked at him with some surprise: Thank you.
The Golden Wheel Dharma King stared at the two of them with some suspicion, thinking in his heart.
Even though Jin Bingyun looked calm and gentle on weekdays, he still blushed when he heard this in front of everyone: Senior, the senior thought was a bit distorted, but the master was a little curious about Mr. Song, so he just asked for him.
The people around him were relieved. How could the fairy in everyone's hearts be so easy to touch the ordinary people? But when the magician Pang Ban thought that he was all concerned about Song Qingshu, was that person really that powerful?
Song Qingshu was also shocked. It seemed that he had been too ostentatious over the years. It was probably not only Pang Ban, but his name might have been registered with Temujin. Alas, this world is the kingly way.
Zhou Botong had a fuss here for a while, and now he felt a little bored, so he said: Little girl, you just asked me a lot of questions, and now it's my turn to ask you.
Jin Bingyun smiled slightly: What does Mr. Zhou want to ask?
Zhou Botong asked: Do you know where my sworn brother Guo Jing is?
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