In the next two days, Song Qingshu devoted himself to retreat, consciously adjusted his condition to the peak, and finally waited for the convening of the Golden Snake Conference.
The Golden Snake Conference was held at a school ground at the main peak of the Golden Snake Camp. A platform several meters square is built in the middle, which is probably the place where the candidates compete next.
There is a circle of seats around the platform, which is used to accommodate many sects and martial arts people who come to watch the ceremony. The distance between the seats and the platform is not far or short, which not only prevents the guests on the seat from being accidentally injured by the competition in the arena, but also prevents these martial arts people from watching the ceremony from affecting the competition in the arena.
The world has always been a place where people can be regarded as a senior citizen. The main position of the leader is naturally left to the famous sects such as the Chongyang Palace of the Shaolin Wudang Beggar Gang. For some reason, Xia Qingqing deliberately arranged Song Qingshu's position among these main positions.
As the nominal helm of the Golden Snake Camp, Xia Qingqing was naturally inconvenient to be with Song Qingshu as her ex-girlfriend, but she was unwilling to be too far away from Song Qingshu, so she used public service and arranged Song Qingshu in this main account.
The leaders of the other hilltops knew that Song Qingshu was a nominee by Xia Qingqing, so they naturally turned a blind eye, and even had the intention of waiting for Song Qingshu to make a fool of themselves. After all, it was a bit annoying to stand among the envoys of Wudang in Shaolin.
Song Qingshu came very early, and some people sat in the field sparsely, and most of the people in the martial arts world were still entering the venue one after another.
As the former Princess of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Meiyu had a very sensitive identity, so her face was covered with a thin veil, and only a pair of charming eyes that seemed to be able to speak were revealed. Wherever she passed, everyone speculated about where this fairy-like figure came from.
Seeing Zeng Rou following Zhu Mai, looking cautious and cautious, Song Qingshu laughed silently: Rou'er, don't be so restrained, Ajiu is not an outsider, you look respectful and respectful as if you are serving your own master.
The girl was worried about gains and losses again. Song Qingshu was worried that she would be too disgusted with Miss Zeng, which would make her sad.
Noting the change in his name, Zeng Rou's face turned slightly red and she smiled embarrassedly: The Ninth Princess has great martial arts skills, so how could she have an ordinary disciple like me?
Zhu Mai took her hand and said: I am no longer a princess, not to mention that we will be a family in the future, so we will be called sisters in the future.
Zeng Rou lowered her head and nodded, obviously feeling a little excited.
Speaking of disciples, I really have a disciple of Sister Rou at such an old age.Zhu Mai suddenly remembered something and covered her mouth and smiled.
Wouldn't that be how old you are?Who is so stupid to defeat you as your teacher... Uh, it's not a man.
Song Qingshu's face looked a little ugly. In his opinion, the only explanation was that a man fell in love with Ajiu and then got close to her as a disciple...
Where did you think of it? Of course it is a woman. Zhu Ma's face turned red. She couldn't help but be a woman or a beautiful woman with a beautiful beauty. Next time I see her, I will introduce her to you.
Song Qingshu was stunned: Why did I hear such a panic? When did you become a pimp madam?
You are the madam, Zhu Ma can't help but fist at each other. My apprentice is a special identity, and I really can't like it...
Song Qingshu's mind flashed and he blurted out: Your apprentice is not A Ke, right?
How do you know?Now it was Zhu Mi's turn to be surprised.
It turned out that day that Zhu Mai was angry at Wu Sangui's behavior of asking for honor and selling off the country, so he sneaked into the Pingxi Palace of Shanhaiguan to assassinate the other party.
However, Wu Sangui knew that he was the public enemy of the Han people all over the world, and the defense in the mansion was like an iron barrel. Zhu Ma really couldn't find an opportunity to take advantage of. Just when he was about to retreat, he accidentally met a little girl with pink makeup in the palace.
Ajiu had seen Chen Yuanyuan, who was so beautiful in the world in the past, and this little girl and Chen Yuanyuan were simply carved from the same mold. She knew without asking that this person must be Wu Sangui's daughter.
A Ke, who was locked in the royal palace since he was a child, has always been full of yearning for the outside world and martial arts. When he saw Ajiu in white clothes falling from the sky, he was shocked and immediately pestered to worship Ajiu as his teacher.
Ajiu, who was originally going to hold her hostage, was immediately amazed and crying. Seeing the little girl's innocent appearance, she couldn't make any effort for a while, and finally became her master in a daze.
However, after awakening, Ajiu remembered her parents' identity and could not be kind to A Ke. She taught her a little bit of three-legged kung fu and then floated away.
Because Ajiu's excellent light skills and Ajiu has been keeping his mouth tight. Except for the two of them, even the people in the Pingxi Palace did not know about this relationship. Ajiu is naturally wondering why Song Qingshu knew about it.
After a moment of verbal speech, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile awkwardly. He couldn't fool her with anything. Bai Xiaosheng couldn't know about such an extremely private thing.
Actually, I know A Ke, and she told me.
Do you know each other?Despite the veil covering her expression, Song Qingshu could still feel Ah Jiu’s face strange. Is there any beautiful woman in the world whom you don’t know?
There is Ah, like the one over there.Song Qingshu smiled and pointed to a girl with a thrilling expression not far away.
Ajiu followed his eyes and saw a girl wearing a light red silk robe with a string of pearls hanging in her neck. Her face was extremely white and tender, like cream, as if water was about to drip out. Her eyes were flowing, her eyebrows were slender, and she had to admit that this girl was beautiful and was not inferior to her.
Song Qingshu was surprised that the seats above were either envoys from famous sects or candidates elected by the heads of the Golden Snake Camp. This little girl was only in her teenage years old, so how could she be here?
There seemed to be a familiar feeling between the girl's eyebrows and eyes. She seemed to have seen her somewhere?But it is obvious that this is impossible. My memory will not be so poor. How can anyone who has seen it not remember it?
As if he was paying attention to Song Qingshu's gaze, the girl turned around and glared at him, and couldn't help but snorted, but when she noticed the two girls beside him, she couldn't help but be stunned.
As the girl snorted coldly, the two teenagers around her seemed to have received a sign and lowered her voice: Where did the disciple come from?
Song Qingshu laughed silently and did not make any more excuses. He directly looked for his seat and sat down.With his current martial arts status, he naturally would not be embarrassed by such a junior.
Hello, which sect are you a disciple, how can you sit here?
The girl couldn't help but feel a little angry when she saw him ignoring her.
She has never understood what etiquette is. In fact, she did not mean to ask questions, but just wanted to know Song Qingshu's identity.
However, when she said this randomly, it sounded more like someone else to question Song Qingshu's intention of not being qualified to sit here.
Ajiu frowned when she heard this, and even Zeng Rou, who was standing beside her, looked at the girl who was walking over with anger.
Can I sit here? Do you still need your approval?Song Qingshu smiled faintly.
Of course it has something to do. What if the spies from the Qing Tartars sneak in?The girl answered for granted.
Now even the two companions around her were a little confused. They thought which spy would be so stupid and choose this most eye-catching position?
The girl tilted her head and continued: I have some impression of the disciples of famous orthodox sects. I have never seen you before.
Why, you have seen all the disciples of famous orthodox sects?Song Qingshu said funny.
That's of course, the girl proudly thrust her chest, like a smug little rooster, my dad...
Before the girl could finish her words, she was interrupted by a cold male voice: I haven't seen you for so long, you still have the same moral character, you can show off your parents all the time, and you have not made any progress at all.
The girl's face suddenly turned red and turned around and was about to scold her. But she didn't know how to see the person who came. The girl seemed to have seen a ghost. Her skin, which was originally white and red, suddenly faded away and became extremely pale: Yang... Yang...
Song Qingshu had known that a master had come over, breathing for a long time, but for some reason his steps were a little heavy. At this time, he took the opportunity to look back and saw a handsome face with sword eyebrows on his temples, his phoenix eyes were powerful, but his face was pale and he looked quite haggard.
A dark heavy sword was tied on his back, especially the empty sleeves on his right arm, which was really eye-catching.
Who else except Yang Guo with such obvious characteristics?
Song Qingshu also suddenly understood the identity of the girl just now. She was so beautiful and so aggressive. She saw Yang Guo and Mouse, and she was like a cat. Of course, she was Miss Guo.
No wonder she felt familiar. She had seen Huang Rong in Ling Tuisi Mansion in Jiangling. The mother and daughter looked almost 70% or 80% similar. However, now Huang Rong shows more about the bright charm of mature women, and Guo Fu shows more about her youthfulness. She looks very different, but her temperament is very different. No wonder she didn't think about it for a while.
After his meridians recovered, in order to find the remains of Musashi in the martial arts world, he also went to Shenyu Valley. Unfortunately, the heavy sword disappeared, so he took the wooden sword.
Now that the heavy sword is in Yang Guo's hands, it seems that Yang Guo's hand was cut off by Guo Fu at that time last year...
Yang Guo is indeed handsome. This young master is known as Mengchang, who is still three points worse than him... Well, the temperament that can make moths fly into the flames.
Song Qingshu sighed and greeted the two women beside him. A Jiurouer, do you think this man is handsome?
Zeng Rou's face turned red, and she lowered her head and said nothing. Instead, Zhu Mo Yu was about to stand up: Do you think that people are the kind of woman who is dissatisfied with others?
Song Qingshu was just joking casually. Seeing that she reacted fiercely, she realized that the world values chastity ethics and so on. She was about to apologize to her, but she immediately saw a embarrassed smile appear on her face: But he is indeed very good... very good-looking.
The Golden Snake Conference was held at a school ground at the main peak of the Golden Snake Camp. A platform several meters square is built in the middle, which is probably the place where the candidates compete next.
There is a circle of seats around the platform, which is used to accommodate many sects and martial arts people who come to watch the ceremony. The distance between the seats and the platform is not far or short, which not only prevents the guests on the seat from being accidentally injured by the competition in the arena, but also prevents these martial arts people from watching the ceremony from affecting the competition in the arena.
The world has always been a place where people can be regarded as a senior citizen. The main position of the leader is naturally left to the famous sects such as the Chongyang Palace of the Shaolin Wudang Beggar Gang. For some reason, Xia Qingqing deliberately arranged Song Qingshu's position among these main positions.
As the nominal helm of the Golden Snake Camp, Xia Qingqing was naturally inconvenient to be with Song Qingshu as her ex-girlfriend, but she was unwilling to be too far away from Song Qingshu, so she used public service and arranged Song Qingshu in this main account.
The leaders of the other hilltops knew that Song Qingshu was a nominee by Xia Qingqing, so they naturally turned a blind eye, and even had the intention of waiting for Song Qingshu to make a fool of themselves. After all, it was a bit annoying to stand among the envoys of Wudang in Shaolin.
Song Qingshu came very early, and some people sat in the field sparsely, and most of the people in the martial arts world were still entering the venue one after another.
As the former Princess of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Meiyu had a very sensitive identity, so her face was covered with a thin veil, and only a pair of charming eyes that seemed to be able to speak were revealed. Wherever she passed, everyone speculated about where this fairy-like figure came from.
Seeing Zeng Rou following Zhu Mai, looking cautious and cautious, Song Qingshu laughed silently: Rou'er, don't be so restrained, Ajiu is not an outsider, you look respectful and respectful as if you are serving your own master.
The girl was worried about gains and losses again. Song Qingshu was worried that she would be too disgusted with Miss Zeng, which would make her sad.
Noting the change in his name, Zeng Rou's face turned slightly red and she smiled embarrassedly: The Ninth Princess has great martial arts skills, so how could she have an ordinary disciple like me?
Zhu Mai took her hand and said: I am no longer a princess, not to mention that we will be a family in the future, so we will be called sisters in the future.
Zeng Rou lowered her head and nodded, obviously feeling a little excited.
Speaking of disciples, I really have a disciple of Sister Rou at such an old age.Zhu Mai suddenly remembered something and covered her mouth and smiled.
Wouldn't that be how old you are?Who is so stupid to defeat you as your teacher... Uh, it's not a man.
Song Qingshu's face looked a little ugly. In his opinion, the only explanation was that a man fell in love with Ajiu and then got close to her as a disciple...
Where did you think of it? Of course it is a woman. Zhu Ma's face turned red. She couldn't help but be a woman or a beautiful woman with a beautiful beauty. Next time I see her, I will introduce her to you.
Song Qingshu was stunned: Why did I hear such a panic? When did you become a pimp madam?
You are the madam, Zhu Ma can't help but fist at each other. My apprentice is a special identity, and I really can't like it...
Song Qingshu's mind flashed and he blurted out: Your apprentice is not A Ke, right?
How do you know?Now it was Zhu Mi's turn to be surprised.
It turned out that day that Zhu Mai was angry at Wu Sangui's behavior of asking for honor and selling off the country, so he sneaked into the Pingxi Palace of Shanhaiguan to assassinate the other party.
However, Wu Sangui knew that he was the public enemy of the Han people all over the world, and the defense in the mansion was like an iron barrel. Zhu Ma really couldn't find an opportunity to take advantage of. Just when he was about to retreat, he accidentally met a little girl with pink makeup in the palace.
Ajiu had seen Chen Yuanyuan, who was so beautiful in the world in the past, and this little girl and Chen Yuanyuan were simply carved from the same mold. She knew without asking that this person must be Wu Sangui's daughter.
A Ke, who was locked in the royal palace since he was a child, has always been full of yearning for the outside world and martial arts. When he saw Ajiu in white clothes falling from the sky, he was shocked and immediately pestered to worship Ajiu as his teacher.
Ajiu, who was originally going to hold her hostage, was immediately amazed and crying. Seeing the little girl's innocent appearance, she couldn't make any effort for a while, and finally became her master in a daze.
However, after awakening, Ajiu remembered her parents' identity and could not be kind to A Ke. She taught her a little bit of three-legged kung fu and then floated away.
Because Ajiu's excellent light skills and Ajiu has been keeping his mouth tight. Except for the two of them, even the people in the Pingxi Palace did not know about this relationship. Ajiu is naturally wondering why Song Qingshu knew about it.
After a moment of verbal speech, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile awkwardly. He couldn't fool her with anything. Bai Xiaosheng couldn't know about such an extremely private thing.
Actually, I know A Ke, and she told me.
Do you know each other?Despite the veil covering her expression, Song Qingshu could still feel Ah Jiu’s face strange. Is there any beautiful woman in the world whom you don’t know?
There is Ah, like the one over there.Song Qingshu smiled and pointed to a girl with a thrilling expression not far away.
Ajiu followed his eyes and saw a girl wearing a light red silk robe with a string of pearls hanging in her neck. Her face was extremely white and tender, like cream, as if water was about to drip out. Her eyes were flowing, her eyebrows were slender, and she had to admit that this girl was beautiful and was not inferior to her.
Song Qingshu was surprised that the seats above were either envoys from famous sects or candidates elected by the heads of the Golden Snake Camp. This little girl was only in her teenage years old, so how could she be here?
There seemed to be a familiar feeling between the girl's eyebrows and eyes. She seemed to have seen her somewhere?But it is obvious that this is impossible. My memory will not be so poor. How can anyone who has seen it not remember it?
As if he was paying attention to Song Qingshu's gaze, the girl turned around and glared at him, and couldn't help but snorted, but when she noticed the two girls beside him, she couldn't help but be stunned.
As the girl snorted coldly, the two teenagers around her seemed to have received a sign and lowered her voice: Where did the disciple come from?
Song Qingshu laughed silently and did not make any more excuses. He directly looked for his seat and sat down.With his current martial arts status, he naturally would not be embarrassed by such a junior.
Hello, which sect are you a disciple, how can you sit here?
The girl couldn't help but feel a little angry when she saw him ignoring her.
She has never understood what etiquette is. In fact, she did not mean to ask questions, but just wanted to know Song Qingshu's identity.
However, when she said this randomly, it sounded more like someone else to question Song Qingshu's intention of not being qualified to sit here.
Ajiu frowned when she heard this, and even Zeng Rou, who was standing beside her, looked at the girl who was walking over with anger.
Can I sit here? Do you still need your approval?Song Qingshu smiled faintly.
Of course it has something to do. What if the spies from the Qing Tartars sneak in?The girl answered for granted.
Now even the two companions around her were a little confused. They thought which spy would be so stupid and choose this most eye-catching position?
The girl tilted her head and continued: I have some impression of the disciples of famous orthodox sects. I have never seen you before.
Why, you have seen all the disciples of famous orthodox sects?Song Qingshu said funny.
That's of course, the girl proudly thrust her chest, like a smug little rooster, my dad...
Before the girl could finish her words, she was interrupted by a cold male voice: I haven't seen you for so long, you still have the same moral character, you can show off your parents all the time, and you have not made any progress at all.
The girl's face suddenly turned red and turned around and was about to scold her. But she didn't know how to see the person who came. The girl seemed to have seen a ghost. Her skin, which was originally white and red, suddenly faded away and became extremely pale: Yang... Yang...
Song Qingshu had known that a master had come over, breathing for a long time, but for some reason his steps were a little heavy. At this time, he took the opportunity to look back and saw a handsome face with sword eyebrows on his temples, his phoenix eyes were powerful, but his face was pale and he looked quite haggard.
A dark heavy sword was tied on his back, especially the empty sleeves on his right arm, which was really eye-catching.
Who else except Yang Guo with such obvious characteristics?
Song Qingshu also suddenly understood the identity of the girl just now. She was so beautiful and so aggressive. She saw Yang Guo and Mouse, and she was like a cat. Of course, she was Miss Guo.
No wonder she felt familiar. She had seen Huang Rong in Ling Tuisi Mansion in Jiangling. The mother and daughter looked almost 70% or 80% similar. However, now Huang Rong shows more about the bright charm of mature women, and Guo Fu shows more about her youthfulness. She looks very different, but her temperament is very different. No wonder she didn't think about it for a while.
After his meridians recovered, in order to find the remains of Musashi in the martial arts world, he also went to Shenyu Valley. Unfortunately, the heavy sword disappeared, so he took the wooden sword.
Now that the heavy sword is in Yang Guo's hands, it seems that Yang Guo's hand was cut off by Guo Fu at that time last year...
Yang Guo is indeed handsome. This young master is known as Mengchang, who is still three points worse than him... Well, the temperament that can make moths fly into the flames.
Song Qingshu sighed and greeted the two women beside him. A Jiurouer, do you think this man is handsome?
Zeng Rou's face turned red, and she lowered her head and said nothing. Instead, Zhu Mo Yu was about to stand up: Do you think that people are the kind of woman who is dissatisfied with others?
Song Qingshu was just joking casually. Seeing that she reacted fiercely, she realized that the world values chastity ethics and so on. She was about to apologize to her, but she immediately saw a embarrassed smile appear on her face: But he is indeed very good... very good-looking.
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