“She was obviously interested in you from the beginning.” Song Qingshu said angrily, “If it wasn’t for being interrupted by the Sun Moon Holy Cult and the Red Coat Army later, she might not have known that you were a woman. Hehe, but even so, she still got what she wanted.”
Seeing the gloating look on Song Qingshu’s face, and knowing that he was pointing at the incident where she was “bullied” by Madame Tang last night, Zhao Min couldn’t help but angrily say, “That was because of you!”
The two continued to bicker, as they turned from a small road to a small hill, passed a dozen big willow trees, and saw a few tile houses beside a small stream, which made Zhao Min overjoyed, “We’re finally here!”
Song Qingshu blocked her with one hand, and looked at the house with a solemn expression, “May I know which hero is waiting for this Song here.”
“Master Song really has deep internal strength, and he found out that we are in ambush in the house from such a distance.”
A clear and soft voice came from the tile house, and a group of men in black quickly walked out, surrounding the two of them.
Noticing the Sun Moon Holy Cult symbol embroidered on the clothes of the man in black, and the unique shape of the bamboo tube, Song Qingshu couldn’t help but laugh, “The Saintess really never forgot me, and she actually waited here with so much effort.”
“Hmph! I haven’t seen you for a day, but your mouth is still as stinky.”
With a tender snort, Ren Yingying slowly walked out of the house with her hands behind her back. Her green skirt fluttered as she walked, and her lithe body seemed so slender that it could be blown away by the wind.
“Stinky? Really?” The first question was aimed at Ren Yingying, but for the latter question, he turned his head and let out a breath on Zhao Min’s face.
“It’s disgusting!” Zhao Min looked displeased, and angrily gave him a tender punch.
Song Qingshu laughed, looked at Ren Yingying and said with a smile, “How does the Saintess know that this Song has a stinky mouth? Could it be that you have smelled it?”
“Bold, how dare you speak to the Saintess like that!” Seeing his frivolous words, the Sun Moon Holy Cult members all angrily cursed.
Ren Yingying’s face sank, “I’m not here to play tricks on you today. The Fourth Lady was protecting you last time. Let me see where you are going to escape today.”
It turned out that after she had no choice but to retreat last night, Ren Yingying recalled the scene on the Black Wood Cliff again. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she decided to kill Song Qingshu to regain her peace of mind.
She had seen that Zhao Min was seriously injured, so she guessed that Song Qingshu’s trip to Kaifeng might be to find Ping Yizhi for medical treatment. So she lay in ambush here early, and blocked his path.
Song Qingshu smiled indifferently, “Why should I run away? Even if Master Ren came in person, I wouldn’t put him in my eyes. Do you think that I would be afraid just because these paper soldiers and crab generals want to fight me?”
All the members of the Sun Moon Holy Cult present were well-known masters in the wulin. They were a group of elites secretly recruited by Ren Woxing, although they may not be stronger than the elders of the sect, but they were not that far behind. So they were all furious when they heard Song Qingshu’s words.
Ren Yingying raised her hand to stop the scolding of her subordinates, and softly said,”Master Song’s martial arts are naturally good, but no matter how good a person’s martial arts is, he is only a mortal. The bamboo tubes in their hands were full of poison darts. As long as the skin is contaminated with even a little bit, it will cause death from poison, maybe Master Song can give it a try.”
“Is it really that poisonous?” Song Qingshu shrugged with disbelief.
“The situation is so dire and you’re still joking!” Zhao Min said in a low voice. In fact, she couldn’t understand his actions.
Song Qingshu had already seen the poison weapons of the Sun Moon Holy Cult last night, so when this group of people rushed out just now, why didn’t Song Qingshu take the opportunity to hide, but let them surround the two of them and fall into such a desperate situation?
Ren Yingying saw that her enemy was still calm, so she didn’t hurry to give orders. She smiled and said, “Since you have come to see Master Ping for medical treatment, you must have heard of his reputation as a miracle Physician. And this poison was developed by that Master Ping and other three genius physicians probably won’t be able to cure it either.”
“This Song almost forgot that Ping Yizhi is a member of your Sun Moon Holy Cult.” Song Qingshu sighed, looked at the short and fat old man beside Ren Yingying, and asked, “Could it be that you are the one known as ‘Killer Physician’, Physician Ping?”
After clearly seeing Song Qingshu’s appearance, a strange look flashed in the short and fat old man’s eyes, but he quickly covered it up, and said with a grin, “Yes, it’s this old man.”
“As far as this Song knows, Physician Ping was Dongfang Bubai’s trusted subordinate in the past. Now that these two father and daughter are making trouble, You changed sides so quickly?” He recalled that Dongfang Muxue once told him that she had used Ping Yizhi to deceive her brother at the beginning, and used the opportunity to replace the real Dongfang Bubai.
“As the saying goes, a good bird chooses a sturdy tree to live in. Dongfang Bubai has fallen into the abyss long ago, not to mention that the position of the Cult Master originally belonged to the current Cult Master.” Thinking of the past when Dongfang Muxue had demolished the bridge after crossing the river, as she didn’t give him the “Sunflower Manual” after he did her bidding, he felt his teeth itch with hatred.
“Dongfang Bubai has fallen into the abyss?” Song Qingshu looked at Ren Yingying with a smile, “So that is what the Cult Master Ren and the Saintess said to his subordinates?”
Before the other party answered, Song Qingshu pointed at Ping Yizhi and said, “I wonder if they told Physician Ping that I also fell off the cliff with Dongfang Bubai that day, but aren’t I standing here now?”
Hearing his words, Ping Yizhi’s face became a bit pale, and the Sun Moon Holy Cult members couldn’t help but look at each other. Dongfang Bubai’s lingering prestige was still there, and it was only when they believed that Dongfang Bubai was dead, did they give their allegiance to Ren Woxing.
Ren Yingying’s face turned ashen. One organization couldn’t have two masters, so in order to appease the people’s hearts as soon as possible, Ren Woxing naturally declared to the outside world that Dongfang Bubai was dead, who would have thought that Song Qingshu would expose their lies at the moment.
Song Qingshu was waiting for this exact opportunity, and seeing that everyone was not paying attention to him, he rushed towards Ren Yingying. By the time everyone reacted, Song Qingshu had already returned to the original place, and he was holding Ren Yingying by her neck, placing her in front of them.
“Dongfang Bubai!” Ping Yizhi murmured to himself, Song Qingshu’s ghostly quick movements reminded him of Dongfang Bubai in the past, and a trace of dread appeared on his face.
“Just shoot the poison, but if you hurt this beautiful saintess, I’m afraid that you Cult Master won’t let you go.” Song Qingshu looked around leisurely, and the assailants Involuntarily put down their bamboo tube.
“Just shoot, don’t worry about me!” Ren Yingying was angry and impatient, she didn’t expect that the offensive and defensive momentum would be reversed, and the hunter would become the prey. Thinking back to what Song Qingshu did to her in the bathtub in Heimuya, Ren Yingying didn’t know what humiliation she would suffer now that she fell into his hands. So, she ordered her subordinates to shoot the poison darts, and wanted to die together.
The members of the Sun Moon Holy Cult, looked at each other, and no one dared to take action against the majestic saintess. If they really did that, that would only bring catastrophe. So even though they heard Ren Yingying’s order, they all choose to put down the bamboo tube.
“It seems that you have fallen into my hands again, right?” Song Qingshu whispered in her ear as Ren Yingying writhed in his arms.
“Bah!” Ren Yingying spit at him in response.
Song Qingshu leaned to one side, then dodged, and the spit was sprayed on Zhao Min’s face. Zhao Min raised her eyebrows, and raised her hand to slap her back.
“Hey, we are in front of her subordinates, let’s give her some face.” Song Qingshu quickly blocked Zhao Min’s hand.
“Hmph!” Zhao Min took his hand back angrily, “In the end, it’s all your fault.”
“You’re not ashamed to flirt in broad daylight!” Ren Yingying spat.
“What nonsense are you talking about!” Zhao Min angrily glared back.
“Why do you have to be so fierce, Saintess?” Song Qingshu hurriedly separated the two girls, and smiled at Ren Yingying, “I treat you quite well, right? You have fallen into my hands so many times, but I haven’t touched you inappropriately at all, and I am even protecting you now. But you are the one who yells and tries to kill me every time we meet.”
“Bah, shameless!” Thinking of the fact that every time she fell into his hands, she would inevitably be slighted by him, Ren Yingying almost shattered her silver teeth.
“Young Master Song, how about we make a deal?” Ping Yizhi couldn’t stand it any longer, and lightly coughed, interrupting the seemingly intimate conversation between the two.
“That depends on the bargaining chips in the deal.” Song Qingshu raised his head and said with a smile.
“The companion next to Young Master Song has weak steps, shortness of breath, and a pale face. I’m afraid she is seriously injured. You are here to seek medical treatment.” Ping Yi pointed to a confident expression.
“Physician Ping’s eyesight is not bad, anyway, as long as you heal my companion, I will let your saintess go, how about that?” Song Qingshu felt that this deal was very fair.
Unexpectedly, Ping Yizhi shook his head, “No.”
“What do you mean?” Song Qingshu was startled.
“You should know my rules, heal one person, kill one person, it’s not impossible for me to save your companion, but you have to help me kill one person first.” Ping Yizhi said lightly.
“What?” Song Qingshu sneered, “You are quite bold. Could it be that you don’t even care about your saintess’s life?”
“The saintess is a saintess, and rules are rules,” Ping Yizhi said in a hoarse voice, “If this old man’s guess is correct, the young master will be reluctant to hurt the Saintess who is so charming and beautiful.”
“Ping Yizhi, stop talking nonsense!” Ren Yingying was very thin-skinned and valued face the most. So after hearing what Ping Yizhi said, she couldn’t help but be furious.
Zhao Min glanced at Song Qingshu jokingly, and which caused his face to turn red as he said in a deep voice, “What if I disagree?”
“It doesn’t matter.” Ping Yizhi spoke with a calm expression, “We can afford to wait, but the Young Master’s companion can’t. This old man can see that you have been using your internal energy to keep her alive, but from the look on her face, it seems that she has experienced some great joy and pleasure last night, which has further aggravated her injury. So if she still can’t get treatment after another hour, even if you use all your internal energy on her, it will be useless.”
Song Qingshu was startled, and he noticed that Zhao Min’s face was getting paler and paler. He realized that when Madame Tang “bullied” her last night, she must have been so angry that her injury aggravated.
Zhao Min was also obviously feeling aggrieved, so when she met his gaze, she couldn’t help but give him a fierce glare.
“Who do you want me to kill?” Song Qingshu sighed.
He had joked with Zhao Min before that Ping Yizhi would agree to heal her if the masters of the Ruyang Palace completed his condition, but in order for that to happen, he had to agree first and let Ping Yizhi save Zhao Min, and then find another way to kill the person.
“This person is very famous in the martial arts world, you may not dare to kill him.” Ping Yizhi paused intentionally, and laughed.
“Famous in the martial arts world?” Song Qingshu was stunned, not knowing who he was referring to, and thought in his heart, ‘If you ask me to kill Zhang Wuji, I’d happily do it.’
“Why, are you afraid?” Ping Yizhi curled his lips in disdain.
“Don’t use aggressive tactics against me. There are not many people in the world that I, Song Qingshu, can’t kill.” Song Qingshu smiled faintly, his tone full of contempt.
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