Chapter 512 Night Attack

After a long time, Huang Rong, who was in the quilt, came to her senses and looked puzzled: Why did I suddenly faint and have such a dream?

In an instant, Huang Rong's face changed because she thought of a possible way to move the soul that might have been hit by Song Qingshu.

However, Huang Rong quickly ruled out this possibility himself. After all, her body was not really violated, and with Ajiu on the side, she would never allow Song Qingshu to make trouble.

More importantly, Huang Rong herself has also learned the soul transfer method in the "Nine Yin Scriptures". She knows that those who have fallen into the soul transfer method have their minds controlled by the art of using the art, and often don't remember what they did before afterwards.

And she can still clearly recall the scene in her dream, so it is naturally impossible that she has been hit by the Soul Transfer Technique.

At the beginning of recalling, Huang Rong's thoughts were a little uncontrollable, and scenes of humiliation came one after another in the dream. When Song Qingshu entered her, the physical surrender and soul tremble made Huang Rong's whole body tremble again.

This dream is too real.Although Huang Rong was not looking in the mirror at this time, the burning feeling of her cheeks made her realize that her face had already been extremely red.

No wonder Song Qingshu kept grasping his mind in his dreams. It turned out that Song Qingshu was fantasizing about it himself.

Huang Rong bit her lip and recalled the little things that Song Qingshu forced herself to submit in her dream, and suddenly realized it.

Since everything is caused by the subconscious, why did it develop like that later?Do you subconsciously hope to be violated by the surname Song?Huang Rong's face changed immediately.

The physical honesty and conscience made Huang Rong worry and even forgot to explore why she was so obsessed with it. She tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep until the time they agreed to set off and gather.

Have you had a good rest before?Looking at the people coming one after another, Song Qingshu asked with a smile.

Xiao Feng laughed boldly: Xiao has already cultivated his spirits and is just waiting for a big battle later.The rest of the people nodded and agreed.

Only Huang Rong smiled bitterly. What happened today caused her mental shock. Later, she didn't fall asleep after she went back, which led to her depressedness now. But how could she know the reason from outsiders, so she had to follow her like this and say that she was fine.

Song Qingshu asked his subordinates to present more than a dozen sets of clothes of the Qing soldiers who had already prepared in front of everyone: Should we go to fish in troubled waters tonight, or disguise ourselves in disguise.

Yelu Qi's eyes lit up: I was still hesitating whether to recommend everyone to change into Yexing clothes, but I didn't expect that Brother Song was prepared and he was indeed thoughtful.

Song Qingshu nodded secretly. Yelu Qi is a humble gentleman and meticulous person. He is really a rare talent. Unfortunately, as the royal family of the Liao Dynasty, he is destined to be unable to recruit him.

Everyone is a well-known person in the world, and I am also worried that it will be offensive if you make a comeback.

Zhang Songxi waved his hand: What Qingshu said? Today's affairs are not grudges, so naturally there is no need to pay attention to those rules in the world.The rest of the people said yes.

When the group of people changed into the uniforms of the Qing soldiers, Song Qingshu secretly said: These people are indeed the top figures in the world, and even wearing the most attractive clothes, they are still very arrogant.

When Ajiu changed his clothes, Song Qingshu's eyes lit up even more. He couldn't help but lean over and said in her ear: There are such handsome soldiers in the world. In the future, the personal soldiers under the general's tent should be based on Ajiu as the standard, and just looking at them will be pleasing to the eye.

Just as Yelu Nanxian passed by the two of them, he heard Song Qingshu's bold words, and couldn't help but give him a glance and leave directly.

Song Qingshu smiled embarrassedly. Although the two of them didn't meet many times before, they left a very good impression on each other.

It would be fine if Yelu Nanxian’s sword technique is exquisite, but what is even more commendable is that he is tall and slender and beautiful, and he looks like a proud rouge horse. It would be strange if Song Qingshu had a bad impression of it.

As for the impression that Song Qingshu left on Yelu Nanxian, he naturally had an unfathomable image of an expert.

It’s a pity that Song Qingshu visited Xiao Banhe’s yard at night before, pressing his hands directly on the other party’s chest, and all his master styles suddenly collapsed.

Before Song Qingshu could sigh at the impermanence of the world, Huang Rong also changed her clothes and walked out. Looking at the other party's bulging chest, Song Qingshu complained: With such exaggerated chest muscles, I can see that you are dressed as a man...

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but gave up the idea of ​​suggesting that the other party be restrained. First, he was afraid that he would kill her. Second, when Huang Rong was obsessed with her before, he judged from her murmur that she had caused a lot of harm to her. She was very cautious in her heart. At this time, she ran over to remind her of such a private matter, which was a misunderstanding.

Forget it, this operation is about to leave as soon as possible. There is no need to meet the enemy, just be bigger.

Song Qingshu touched his nose, looked at the people who were ready, and said in a deep voice: Let's go!

At this time, night had already fallen. Song Qingshu, Ajiu, Huang Rong, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, Xiao Feng, Yelu Nanxian, Yelu Qi and others turned over and their figures quickly disappeared into the woods in the distance.

Mrs. Guo, you seem to be in a bad spirit. You are full of dangers in the Qing camp. In order to avoid any mistakes, after entering later, I hope your wife will be with me.

Noting Huang Rong's unconservative appearance, Song Qingshu frowned. He really didn't want Huang Rong to lose herself in the Qing army camp.

Huang Rong's face suddenly became extremely unnatural. Although she knew that Song Qingshu had good intentions, what Song Qingshu did to her in the nightmare was too terrible. She didn't want to get too close to the other party, so she subconsciously refused: Thank you Mr. Song for your kindness. Although my martial arts skills are not as good as those of the young master, I am more than enough to protect myself.

Seeing that she refused, Song Qingshu couldn't say anything else: It's abrupt, please don't blame him.

Back to Ajiu, Song Qingshu whispered: Ajiu, after entering the Qing camp later, please take care of Mrs. Guo.

Ajiu couldn't help but curl her lips: You can be so beautiful.

Song Qingshu laughed awkwardly: Where, you know that she had just gotten into a devil and was not in a stable state now. If she was tortured to the camp later, your elder brother Song would have become a sinner in the world and would not be criticized by thousands of people.

Ah Jiu thought it was true. Huang Rong was here to help the boxing this time. With her reputation in the world, if she accidentally died, the momentum that Song Qingshu worked hard to create would inevitably collapse.

OK, I will protect her in secret.

Ajiu had high martial arts skills, and when she was practicing dual cultivation between Shengjing and Song Qingshu, she obtained half of her skills. Now her martial arts skills are no less than the Five Great Masters of the Central Plains in theory. The only thing she lacks is her mental state of mind.

After hesitating for a moment, Ajiu still whispered: Song Lang, you have always been romantic, I never care about it, but you must not touch Mrs. Guo.