"Is this Soul Shifting Great Law really so powerful?" Mrs. Hu was secretly frightened.

"It often works wonders to deal with people who are not as good as themselves or who have evil thoughts in their hearts." Song Qingshu explained, "For example, it is useless for a person like my sister-in-law who is strong in martial arts and has a pure heart." Song Qingshu secretly exclaimed luck, the meridians were all broken before, and he couldn't practice because he had such a peerless miracle as the Nine Yin True Scripture, he was unwilling to study the scriptures over and over, and finally was pleased to find that the cultivation of the soul transfer ** did not need internal strength at all, and completely relied on spiritual power, it was at that time that Song Qingshu knew that as long as the cultivation conditions were met, it was possible for him to learn martial arts in an instant.

"I don't believe it, I want to cover it up." Mrs. Hu's voice became coquettish.

"Would you like to try it?" Song Qingshu only felt his heartbeat increase suddenly, and stared at her directly.

Mrs. Hu glanced at him, touched his hot eyes, and her heart fluttered, and she replied in a ghostly manner: "Try it."

"Sister-in-law, look at my eyes......" got the approval of the beauty, how could Song Qingshu be polite.

As soon as Mrs. Hu's eyes made contact with him, she suddenly felt that she had fallen into a huge whirlpool, and her mind began to lose her mind.

"Sister-in-law, come and hug me." Although there is more to do, Song Qingshu is still sensible, and he doesn't dare to give too many orders.

"Hmm~" Mrs. Hu agreed coquettishly, and sure enough, she walked over step by step, stretched out a pair of jade arms, hugged Song Qingshu tightly, and gently leaned her head on his chest.

Wen Xiang nephrite was in her arms, Song Qingshu thought that she was playing big this time, and hurriedly snapped her fingers in a hurry, Mrs. Hu came to her senses and found the posture of the two, and pushed Song Qingshu away with shame and anger.

"Mistakes," Song Qingshu explained awkwardly, "I forgot that I had just practiced Shenzhao Gong, and my internal strength might be a little higher than that of my sister-in-law......"

Madame Hu sighed faintly, and glanced at him with a complicated expression: "Qingshu, your soul transfer method is really an evil skill, if you ...... I thought about it for a while, and I don't know how many good family names will be ruined."

"Sister-in-law, don't misunderstand, I'm not that kind of person." Song Qingshu hurriedly cleared himself, "Martial arts don't matter if they are evil, only those who use kung fu will be good and evil.

"Well, I can't always tell you." Mrs. Hu smiled faintly, "But you have to promise me that you can't use this soul transfer method on your sister-in-law in the future." But there was a wave of shame and anger in my heart, if he couldn't hold it for a while, let me sleep, wouldn't I......

"Sister-in-law, I will never use it on you again." Song Qingshu's expression was whole and he solemnly agreed.

"Then sister-in-law will rest assured," Mrs. Hu smiled, the rising sun shone on her beautiful cheeks, and Song Qingshu couldn't help but be stupid.

Noticing his direct gaze, Mrs. Hu had already made up her mind in her heart: "Qingshu, sister-in-law is afraid that she will have to leave."

A few crisp and pleasant words sounded like five thunderbolts to Song Qingshu, "Sister-in-law, I was wrong, I shouldn't have teased you with some evil and crooked things."

"It has nothing to do with this," Mrs. Hu sighed faintly, "I am a widow, because I helped you find a way to treat the meridians, it was forgivable to go in and out with you before, but now that your meridians have been cured, how can I walk with you again?"

"Then I'd rather the meridians have not been cured." Song Qingshu gambled on the airway.

"Speaking angrily again," Seeing that he occasionally showed the form of a child, Mrs. Hu also felt a little funny, hesitated for a moment, but still persuaded, "Qingshu, these days, for various reasons, we have ...... It's more intimate than the average uncle and sister-in-law."

"There is nothing like the sun and the moon between us, and there is nothing to be ashamed of." Song Qingshu said urgently.

"What if I have a guilty conscience?" Mrs. Hu's familiar words made Song Qingshu stunned, "Have you ever seen an uncle and sister-in-law naked?" One sentence made both of them feel a wave in their hearts, and they both fell silent.

"Qingshu, your thoughts, sister-in-law can also guess a ...... or two" After a while, Mrs. Hu opened her mouth and continued.

Song Qingshu hurriedly opened his mouth, and was gently pressed on his lips by a slender jade finger of Mrs. Hu, "Don't worry, listen to me." Song Qingshu's thousand words were suddenly pressed back into her stomach by a slender finger.

"Qingshu, it's impossible between us, I'm a widow, you still have a great future, and a destined girl is waiting for you." Mrs. Hu's voice was still as soft and beautiful as usual, but Song Qingshu had a deep fear, knowing that he was afraid that he would lose her forever.

"I don't care!" Song Qingshu roared.

"But I care!" Mrs. Hu's face became extremely holy at this moment, and she said word by word, "I am Hu Yidao's wife, even if he dies, I am still his wife, and I will always be!"

Mrs. Hu has always been afraid to face the recent change in her mind, and this time she was sounded the alarm by the soul transfer, forcing her to make a final decision.

Song Qingshu was silent, for modern people, what is the identity of a widow, as long as the two love each other, it is not a problem.

I had always subconsciously avoided thinking about this issue before, but now that I think about it, even if Mrs. Hu agreed to be with her, the worldly resistance faced by both parties at that time was not something that the two of them could afford.

In order to take advantage of that day, Song Qingshu and the dead Hu Yidao became brothers, if they finally got together with his widow, not only Mrs. Hu, but Song Qingshu himself would also be ruined, and the two of them were spurned by the world together.

Song Qingshu is one. [,!] A mature man, although sometimes impulsive, he never lacked reason and quickly understood Mrs. Hu's decision.

Now he regrets very much why he used to swear goodbye to Hu Yidao before!

"Got it?" Seeing that his expression gradually regained calm, Mrs. Hu felt a pain in her heart, but she still hardened her heart and asked.

"Well," Song Qingshu nodded with a wry smile, "Now I can't deal with the possible debate, let alone shelter you from the wind and rain.

"What nonsense~" Mrs. Hu took a sip, "I don't care what you think, since you figure it out, then I'll go."

"Sister-in-law, I regret it, I plan to use the Soul Transfer Method on you again." Song Qingshu suddenly raised his head and grinned.

Mrs. Hu was shocked, and hurriedly closed her eyes: "Qingshu, what are you going to do?"

"I'm kidding you," Song Qingshu sighed, "It's just a pity that I haven't known my sister-in-law's name for so long, and I've figured it out a little bit."

Mrs. Hu glared at him angrily: "Do you know that except for the closest relatives, a woman's maiden name is generally only called to her husband?"

"I know." Song Qingshu's smiling answer made Mrs. Hu's chest suffocate, and she gave him a blank look, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." He turned around and left.

After walking for more than ten zhang, she turned around and saw that Song Qingshu was still looking at herself blankly, Mrs. Hu's heart softened, and she put her hand to her mouth and shouted, "Brother Hu called me Bingxue'er back then." After saying that, he used his light skills to fly and fled the scene.