As soon as Ah Qing left, Yang Miaozhen came over: Mr. Song, it seems that you have a good relationship with Ah Qing.
Song Qingshu unexpectedly glanced at the heroic and handsome woman in front of him and smiled slightly: Normal.
Yang Miaozhen smiled suffocated. She was originally going to come to find out, but who knew that he was not leaking. After thinking about it, Yang Miaozhen's eyes turned and continued to test: I heard that after the battle just now, the odds of Ah Qing's girl had dropped sharply, almost one compensation. The odds of us were almost dozens of times. It seems that this time, the Golden Snake King was not Ah Qing's girl.
Really?Song Qingshu's eyes lit up and he quickly called Zeng Rou Rou, "Rou Rou, go and take out the silver notes in the box in my room and press them all on me."
Ah?Zeng Rou's mouth was wide open, and she was pressed down?That's not a small number of pens.
Of course, it’s all right. Such a good opportunity to make money is useless.Song Qingshu hurriedly urged.
Uh, OK.Zeng Rou left with a puzzled look on her face, thinking that she would not ask the Ninth Princess first, otherwise Brother Song would be impulsive, and the Ninth Princess would not drink the Northwest Wind after following him in the future?
However, when Zhu Meiyu heard her words, her eyes lit up, and she took out an exquisite small box from the inner room and stuffed it into Zeng Rou's hand: This is some dowry I have saved over the years, please help me invest it. By the way, if you have private money, remember to invest it. There are not many good opportunities.
Looking at the eyes of the ninth princess who was admired in her heart, Zeng Rou was suddenly shocked to the wind...
Mr. Song is so sure to win?Yang Miaozhen looked at him with an incredible look on his face.
It should... Song Qingshu showed a shy smile, it's okay.
Yang Miaozhen suddenly wondered whether he was a pretentious or was he really confident?Is it to disturb my mind later?
Since Mr. Song said this, he thinks he can win the younger sister later?Yang Miaozhen stared in his eyes, trying to see something different.
Song has always admired the excellent spear skills of the Fourth Lady. How could he win with confidence?Song Qingshu said modestly.
Yang Miao was so angry that she was itchy. Although Song Qingshu spoke humbly, she just said that you were no match for me.
I'll want you to look good later!
Yang Miaozhen suppressed the depression in her heart and was about to leave, but suddenly found that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Mai, who had been with Song Qingshu, were not here now. She asked in confusion, wondering why Master Zhou and the Ninth Princess were not there?
They are, there is something to be done for the time being.After saying that, Song Qingshu closed his mouth and refused to reveal another word.
What is more important at this time than being with your husband?
Yang Miaozhen was even more confused, but she also understood that she could not find anything valuable if she stayed. She turned around and took a few steps, and suddenly stopped and said in a strange way: Now everyone in the world is talking about Mr. Song’s good fortune, and she can get favored by two fairy-like girls. The little sister is curious about how the young master made them as close as sisters?
Don’t you know that the Fourth Lady becomes their sister?Song Qingshu couldn't help teasing.
Pooh!
Yang Miaozhen couldn't help but spat. In fact, a beautiful woman like her hangs in the bandits all day long, and she must be teased by those men in various ways. However, she has always been tough and usually choked back directly. In addition, she has a strong martial arts skills, but she has never suffered any losses.
Unfortunately, when she met Song Qingshu, who was thicker than the city wall and had no martial arts skills, Yang Miaozhen found that she had no choice but to stomp her feet and flee and turn around and leave.
The one-hour rest time passed quickly, and Huang Rong announced the official start of the third round of competition, and the first game was when Song Qingshu faced Yang Miaozhen.
Yang Miaozhen stood in a corner of the ring with a spear in her hand quietly on the ground. She could feel that her energy had reached its peak, and her condition was a little better than when she was competing with Shi Potian before.
This time she did not continue to criticize the red cloak. Although this cloak can be used as a weapon, it is okay to deal with ordinary soldiers. When dealing with masters of Song Qingshu's level, such a wide cloak can be said to be a life gate.
Looking at the woman standing opposite the ring, Song Qingshu almost couldn't help but whistle. Yang Miaozhen was tall and without a cloak. Her hot figure with a bulge in front and a squint back was visible, as if a proud rouge horse was standing there, waiting for the destined knight to conquer...
Bah, bah, when is it now? I still want to know what is there!Song Qingshu himself despised himself a little.
Yang Miaozhen's eyes lit up. She had already noticed Song Qingshu's moment of loss of consciousness. She scolded her body, grabbed the spear and waved it forward. The stone slabs laid on the ring were carried up by an invisible force and smashed them towards Song Qingshu one after another.
Looking at the stone slabs coming from the sky, Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, and he did not dodge. He stretched out his hands and pressed them forward. The flying stone slabs seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, and they stood still in the air motionlessly.
At this moment, the stone slab was extremely moving and quiet again. Many people under the arena who were not good enough were so angry that they felt annoyed and vomited. They were shocked that Song Qingshu's slight block could never be achieved without the level of a great master.
Among them, the people who knew Song Qingshu looked different. People like Yu Wanting and Wen Tailai who had deep hatred with him turned slightly pale, obviously they were both hatred and afraid; the Mu Prince's Mansion and Wudang Sect showed joy; the people who had a holiday with him in Shaolin and Chongyang all looked solemn...
Huang Rong glanced at the figure in the scene, her eyes were extremely complicated, and she couldn't help but start thinking about a question, and she didn't know which brother Jing or him has better martial arts skills...
Thinking of the situation in the cave that night, Huang Rong sighed quietly and looked away unnaturally, but suddenly found that her daughter beside her was looking at the man with her eyes shining. She couldn't help but be surprised: Fu'er clearly doesn't deal with him, so why would she look at him with such eyes?
There were all kinds of sentient beings under the ring, but only a moment later on the ring, the stone slab that was still in the air shattered in the next second, and a dazzling pear blossom spear bloomed. Yang Miaozhen's whole body rotated spiral and stabbed towards Song Qingshu at a rapid speed.
Yang Miaozhen's marksmanship was as fast as lightning. Now, with the support of spiral force, it not only has faster speed, but also doubled its power. Song Qingshu did not dare to snatch his sharp edge, and his footsteps were swaying, and he avoided it dangerously.
As if it had been expected, Yang Miaozhen sank down and stabbed directly onto the ring. With the help of the recoil force from the earth, her whole body turned around in a circle, and her two straight long legs suddenly stabbed Song Qingshu's neck like real pear guns.
Song Qingshu unexpectedly glanced at the heroic and handsome woman in front of him and smiled slightly: Normal.
Yang Miaozhen smiled suffocated. She was originally going to come to find out, but who knew that he was not leaking. After thinking about it, Yang Miaozhen's eyes turned and continued to test: I heard that after the battle just now, the odds of Ah Qing's girl had dropped sharply, almost one compensation. The odds of us were almost dozens of times. It seems that this time, the Golden Snake King was not Ah Qing's girl.
Really?Song Qingshu's eyes lit up and he quickly called Zeng Rou Rou, "Rou Rou, go and take out the silver notes in the box in my room and press them all on me."
Ah?Zeng Rou's mouth was wide open, and she was pressed down?That's not a small number of pens.
Of course, it’s all right. Such a good opportunity to make money is useless.Song Qingshu hurriedly urged.
Uh, OK.Zeng Rou left with a puzzled look on her face, thinking that she would not ask the Ninth Princess first, otherwise Brother Song would be impulsive, and the Ninth Princess would not drink the Northwest Wind after following him in the future?
However, when Zhu Meiyu heard her words, her eyes lit up, and she took out an exquisite small box from the inner room and stuffed it into Zeng Rou's hand: This is some dowry I have saved over the years, please help me invest it. By the way, if you have private money, remember to invest it. There are not many good opportunities.
Looking at the eyes of the ninth princess who was admired in her heart, Zeng Rou was suddenly shocked to the wind...
Mr. Song is so sure to win?Yang Miaozhen looked at him with an incredible look on his face.
It should... Song Qingshu showed a shy smile, it's okay.
Yang Miaozhen suddenly wondered whether he was a pretentious or was he really confident?Is it to disturb my mind later?
Since Mr. Song said this, he thinks he can win the younger sister later?Yang Miaozhen stared in his eyes, trying to see something different.
Song has always admired the excellent spear skills of the Fourth Lady. How could he win with confidence?Song Qingshu said modestly.
Yang Miao was so angry that she was itchy. Although Song Qingshu spoke humbly, she just said that you were no match for me.
I'll want you to look good later!
Yang Miaozhen suppressed the depression in her heart and was about to leave, but suddenly found that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Mai, who had been with Song Qingshu, were not here now. She asked in confusion, wondering why Master Zhou and the Ninth Princess were not there?
They are, there is something to be done for the time being.After saying that, Song Qingshu closed his mouth and refused to reveal another word.
What is more important at this time than being with your husband?
Yang Miaozhen was even more confused, but she also understood that she could not find anything valuable if she stayed. She turned around and took a few steps, and suddenly stopped and said in a strange way: Now everyone in the world is talking about Mr. Song’s good fortune, and she can get favored by two fairy-like girls. The little sister is curious about how the young master made them as close as sisters?
Don’t you know that the Fourth Lady becomes their sister?Song Qingshu couldn't help teasing.
Pooh!
Yang Miaozhen couldn't help but spat. In fact, a beautiful woman like her hangs in the bandits all day long, and she must be teased by those men in various ways. However, she has always been tough and usually choked back directly. In addition, she has a strong martial arts skills, but she has never suffered any losses.
Unfortunately, when she met Song Qingshu, who was thicker than the city wall and had no martial arts skills, Yang Miaozhen found that she had no choice but to stomp her feet and flee and turn around and leave.
The one-hour rest time passed quickly, and Huang Rong announced the official start of the third round of competition, and the first game was when Song Qingshu faced Yang Miaozhen.
Yang Miaozhen stood in a corner of the ring with a spear in her hand quietly on the ground. She could feel that her energy had reached its peak, and her condition was a little better than when she was competing with Shi Potian before.
This time she did not continue to criticize the red cloak. Although this cloak can be used as a weapon, it is okay to deal with ordinary soldiers. When dealing with masters of Song Qingshu's level, such a wide cloak can be said to be a life gate.
Looking at the woman standing opposite the ring, Song Qingshu almost couldn't help but whistle. Yang Miaozhen was tall and without a cloak. Her hot figure with a bulge in front and a squint back was visible, as if a proud rouge horse was standing there, waiting for the destined knight to conquer...
Bah, bah, when is it now? I still want to know what is there!Song Qingshu himself despised himself a little.
Yang Miaozhen's eyes lit up. She had already noticed Song Qingshu's moment of loss of consciousness. She scolded her body, grabbed the spear and waved it forward. The stone slabs laid on the ring were carried up by an invisible force and smashed them towards Song Qingshu one after another.
Looking at the stone slabs coming from the sky, Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, and he did not dodge. He stretched out his hands and pressed them forward. The flying stone slabs seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, and they stood still in the air motionlessly.
At this moment, the stone slab was extremely moving and quiet again. Many people under the arena who were not good enough were so angry that they felt annoyed and vomited. They were shocked that Song Qingshu's slight block could never be achieved without the level of a great master.
Among them, the people who knew Song Qingshu looked different. People like Yu Wanting and Wen Tailai who had deep hatred with him turned slightly pale, obviously they were both hatred and afraid; the Mu Prince's Mansion and Wudang Sect showed joy; the people who had a holiday with him in Shaolin and Chongyang all looked solemn...
Huang Rong glanced at the figure in the scene, her eyes were extremely complicated, and she couldn't help but start thinking about a question, and she didn't know which brother Jing or him has better martial arts skills...
Thinking of the situation in the cave that night, Huang Rong sighed quietly and looked away unnaturally, but suddenly found that her daughter beside her was looking at the man with her eyes shining. She couldn't help but be surprised: Fu'er clearly doesn't deal with him, so why would she look at him with such eyes?
There were all kinds of sentient beings under the ring, but only a moment later on the ring, the stone slab that was still in the air shattered in the next second, and a dazzling pear blossom spear bloomed. Yang Miaozhen's whole body rotated spiral and stabbed towards Song Qingshu at a rapid speed.
Yang Miaozhen's marksmanship was as fast as lightning. Now, with the support of spiral force, it not only has faster speed, but also doubled its power. Song Qingshu did not dare to snatch his sharp edge, and his footsteps were swaying, and he avoided it dangerously.
As if it had been expected, Yang Miaozhen sank down and stabbed directly onto the ring. With the help of the recoil force from the earth, her whole body turned around in a circle, and her two straight long legs suddenly stabbed Song Qingshu's neck like real pear guns.
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