Zhang Songxi tugged at Song Yuanqiao's sleeve and whispered: "Isn't she the mysterious woman in yellow shirt at the lion slaughter conference, Qingshu actually ...... with her Hehe, senior brother, your son is a bit powerful. The yellow-shirted woman appeared at the lion slaughtering conference, and many people were extremely impressed by her, no wonder even Zhang Songxi, a middle-aged Taoist, couldn't help but gossip.

"They don't have to be that relationship. Song Yuanqiao's tone was a little uncertain, but in fact, he was relieved in his heart, he saw his son in love with Zhou Zhiruo in the early years, and Zhou Zhiruo fell in love with Zhang Wuji, and he was worried that he was destined to be a bachelor in his life, but he didn't expect that after a few years, his son couldn't help but marry Zhou Zhiruo back home, and he also had an ambiguous relationship with so many proud women in the martial arts......

"Do you want to remind him and let him be single-minded?" Song Yuanqiao was upright, and he subconsciously didn't like it when he saw his son being surrounded by peach blossoms, but after thinking about it, there was nothing wrong with marrying a few more daughters-in-law to spread the branches and leaves of the old Song family, recalling that Zhang Sanfeng often taught to go with the flow, he gave up the idea of persuasion.

Noticing the strange expressions of everyone in the audience, the woman in the yellow shirt quickly reacted that her words just now were ambiguous, and when she thought that Song Qingshu and his father were still here, two delicate blush suddenly appeared on her pale cheeks.

"You guys take your time, I'll get them out first. The woman in the yellow shirt knew that the more she explained this kind of thing, the more complicated it became, so she simply took a salary from the bottom of the kettle and left this place of right and wrong first.

"This sister, now these princesses of the Song Dynasty are still in my hands, don't you want to ask my opinion first?" Zhao Min's eyes flashed, and he took a light step in front of Zhao Min.

The woman in the yellow shirt snorted coldly, and then released a code, and soon her subordinates who had been ambushed before also rushed out, surrounding the remnants of Zhao Min's defeated soldiers: "More than half of your men have been killed or wounded, and the second elder of Xuan Ming is also seriously injured, with your current strength, you can't stop me at all." ”

Zhao Min smiled sweetly, picked up Song Qingshu's arm, and pasted half of his body over: "But I still have Brother Qingshu." ”

Noticing her movements, the woman in the yellow shirt saw her eyebrows and eyes jumping, and scolded secretly in her heart: The Mongolian woman is really shameless, and she is so honest with a man in broad daylight.

"The county lord doesn't need to be delusional, Song Gongzi is my ally, how can he help you?"

"That's not necessarily, you're just allies, but we're ......" Zhao Min deliberately stopped talking, revealing a shy look, "Brother Qingshu, are you going to help me or help her?"

Song Qingshu had no choice but to say: "No matter who you help, can you get these women out of the palace first?" Although the defense forces in the palace have been transferred, but after such a long time, the Jin State should have reacted, maybe a large army will be transferred soon, and no one will be able to leave at that time." ”

Zhao Min smiled and said: "Since Brother Qingshu said so, I am not a woman who does not know the general situation, so let's do it, as long as Brother Qingshu begs me personally, I will hand over the princesses of the Song Dynasty to this beautiful sister." ”

"What do you want me to beg you? Song Qingshu was extremely depressed, when was it, she was still so unhurried, but when he saw Zhao Mincan's appearance like a rose, he couldn't get angry.

"It's very simple, just promise me one condition. Zhao Min craned his neck and looked at him with big eyes blinking.

Song Qingshu asked with a headache: "Won't it be the kind of condition that hasn't been thought about yet, and will tell me after thinking about it in the future." ”

Zhao Min's eyes smiled into a crescent moon: "Brother Qingshu is really smart. ”

The yellow-shirted woman on the side frowned: "Song Gongzi, there is no need to agree to her such an unreasonable request, those people under her can't stop me in the first place." ”

Zhao Min let go of Song Qingshu and looked around the woman in the yellow shirt slowly, the woman in the yellow shirt was uncomfortable with her, and couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?"

"This sister, don't worry, I won't put forward some conditions that make Brother Qingshu embarrassed, such as not allowing Brother Qingshu to marry you......" Zhao Min saw that the yellow-shirted girl was about to raise her eyebrows, and quickly answered, "Of course I won't make such a request." ”

Seeing that the woman in the yellow shirt was so angry that her delicate body trembled slightly, Song Qingshu hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I promise you that you will release everyone quickly." ”

Hearing Song Qingshu's promise, Zhao Min's eyebrows suddenly fluttered, and he pointed at his subordinates: "You, you, and you, all go back to where you should be, and you don't have to follow me anymore." ”

The second elder of Xuan Ming suddenly looked bitter: "County Lord, how can you do without anyone around you to protect you?"

"Counting on the two of you to protect me, the county lord doesn't know how many times I've died," Zhao Min pursed his lips, tugged at Song Qingshu's sleeve, and replied as a matter of course, "Now it's okay to have Brother Qingshu protect me?"

The two elders of Xuan Ming looked depressed, but they couldn't refute it, and after glancing at each other, they had to take their subordinates and leave, I don't know for what reason, Ouyang Feng and his party didn't intercept them, and let them leave.

The yellow-shirted girl took advantage of this moment to protect those Song Dynasty princesses, and when they knew the identity of the yellow-shirted girl and knew that they were expected to escape from the devil's cave, they cried with joy.

Song Qingshu glanced at them, and then paid attention to Murong Bo: "Old Mr. Murong, if it weren't for Ling Gongzi, it would be difficult for me to cure the broken meridians, I shouldn't have troubled you, but I owe Ling Gongzi's kindness, I have already paid it off before, and we should also settle it this time when you attacked my father and several senior uncles." ”

Unlike Song Qingshu, Murong Bo is a top figure who has been famous for decades, and when he was scolded by a junior like this, even if he was jealous of the other party's martial arts in his heart, he was unwilling to show the slightest cowardice in front of everyone: "This matter was done by the old man, what can you do to me?"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and it reached the ears of everyone in the audience, everyone felt a shock in their hearts, and those who were weak in their skills were annoyed and disgusted on the spot, Murong Bo's cultivation was far from being comparable to those under him, but he still felt a little shaken.

He has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he has so much experience in dealing with the enemy, knowing that the other party will take the lead in attacking, and he will definitely take the opportunity to attack and hurriedly take a step back.

Sure enough, as he expected, when he retreated, Song Qingshu also took a step forward, although there was only one step, the distance of more than ten zhang came in an instant, if it wasn't for his foresight, I am afraid that he would have ended up in the same embarrassment as Gongsun Zhi.

However, Murong Bo did not have the slightest feeling of joy, but was horrified in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about how the other party had completed this kung fu of shrinking the ground into inches, so he hurriedly waved his palms in front of him, and displayed the Murong family's peerless mastery to the fullest.

Fighting and turning the stars is the world's first-class kung fu, Murong Bo's attainments in this skill are by no means comparable to Murong Fu, he is confident that even in the face of people whose skills are twice as strong as his own, he has the strength to fight, this Song Qingshu is young, no matter how high his skill is, how can it be twice as high as his decades of penance?