Song Qingshu’s expression changed, and he looked back, only to see a beautiful woman as clear as crystal holding a long whip, standing not far away and looking at him vigilantly.
‘Bing Xue’er?’ After clearly seeing the woman’s appearance, Song Qingshu was overjoyed.
In the past, when his meridians were destroyed and he was wandering in the wulin, he was in constant danger. Fortunately, Bing Xue’er took care of him all the way. Not only did she protect him from the dangers in the wulin, but she also contributed a lot in healing his meridians through finding the Divine Brilliance Scripture, and she nearly lost her life in the process.
Song Qingshu’s attitude towards Bing Xue’er was very complicated. On the one hand, she was considered to be the widow of his righteous brother, and on the other hand, in the desperate situation at the beginning, such an angelic woman suddenly appeared and helped him with her gentle nature. He would never forget what she did for him in his life!
“Master Murong, are you alright?” Song Qingshu was wearing a mask, so Bing Xue’er didn’t recognize him, but looked at Murong Fu worriedly.
“I’m fine, Madame Hu, be careful, this masked man’s martial arts are really incredible, don’t be careless!” Murong Fu felt relieved when he saw Madame Hu, and quickly reminded.
“Who are you, and why are you doing this?” Madame Hu nodded slightly, then looked at Song Qingshu vigilantly.
Song Qingshu suddenly felt that the situation had turned a bit awkward. If he took off his mask and recognized each other at the moment, what would Murong Fu think? After all, the attitude he showed just now indicated that he wanted to take Murong Fu’s life.
Before he had time to react, Murong Fu had already attacked. Although he had lost his long sword, Southern Murong’s physical martial arts was no joke, and his punches and kicks still had the style of a master.
In order to cooperate with Murong Fu, Bing Xue’er swung her long whip at the same time, attacking Song Qingshu.
Although Song Qingshu had countless questions in his mind at the moment, such as— why Bing Xue’er and Murong Fu were together, and why Ping Yizhi wanted to kill Murong Fu? He first had to deal with the current situation, so he focused his attention on the fight.
“Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?” It didn’t take long for Murong Fu to recognize Song Qingshu’s moves. He was shocked and angry, “What’s your relationship with Xiangyang’s Guo Jing?”
There were only three people in the world who were good at using Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Murong Fu was already very familiar with Qiao Feng’s figure, so he knew that the person in front of him was not Qiao Feng. Hong Qigong was getting old, so it also didn’t seem to be him. The only one left was Xiangyang’s Guo Jing, but Guo Jing should be busy with guarding Xiangyang. And, with Guo Jing’s heroic reputation, he wouldn’t such a thing like hiding his face to kill people, so that only leaves his disciples.
“Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is not a rare martial art.” Song Qingshu smiled, “Then Master Murong, please comment on my martial arts.”
As soon as the words fell, Song Qingshu changed the simple and fierce moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and used the most ordinary fists and kicks to attack.
Murong Fu clearly recognized every move and style, and had a way to break them in his heart, but his palms always missed by a tiny bit, and the opponent hit him first.
“Taizu Fist?” Murong Fu was startled and angry. (G: Translated as Great-Ancestor Fist. Which one sounds better?)
“That’s right. I heard that Qiao Feng defeated all the heroes in the world with the most common Taizu Fist in the battle of Juxian Village in the past. I admire him very much, so I wanted to try it. I hope that Master Murong will not mind.” Song Qingshu replied.
At the moment, Murong Fu’s handsome face was swollen and blue. The majestic Southern Murong was beaten to the point of being powerless by the most common Taizu Fist!
“Master Murong, stay calm, he is just deliberately disturbing your mind.” Bing Xueer hastily reminded.
Murong Fu finally came to his senses, but it was too late, Song Qingshu took advantage of his inner turmoil, sneaked closer, and hit his acupoints all at once.
Song Qingshu secretly released a sigh of relief, it wouldn’t have been difficult for him to defeat Murong Fu, but it would absolutely be impossible to restrain him in such a short time. Thinking that Zhao Min’s life and death were still uncertain over at Ping Yizhi’s place, he didn’t have that much time to have a prolonged fight with Murong Fu, so he took advantage of Murong Fu’s weak mentality and restrained him as soon as possible.
The long whip came through the air, Song Qingshu hurriedly dodged aside.
Bing Xue’er frowned slightly, and her long whip danced like a silver snake, the head of the whip was unpredictable, which forced Song Qingshu to again dodge in a hurry.
‘I didn’t expect her to practice the White Python Whip technique so proficiently. I’m afraid she’s even better than Zhou Zhiruo.’ Song Qingshu dodged while thinking.
It turned out that Bing Xue’er, as a descendant of the Ancient Tomb Sect, was best at soft and slender weapons like whips. So when Song Qingshu taught her the White Python Whip technique, she advanced by leaps and bounds.
In terms of whip technique only, even Song Qingshu wouldn’t be her opponent. This involved the theory of martial arts compatibility. For example, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was the most suitable martial art for Xiao Feng, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw was the most suitable martial art for Zhou Zhiruo, and the White Python Whip technique was the most suitable for Bing Xue’er.
However, Song Qingshu himself was very familiar with the White Python Whip technique after all, so he could subtly defuse the opponent’s fierce attack every time, and relying on his profound skills, he gradually ran out of the ruined temple with Bing Xue’er wrapped in his arms.
Bing Xue’er saw that her attacks were being skillfully deflected one by one, and the strange look in her beautiful eyes became more and more intense. Seeing Song Qingshu’s palm attack, she suddenly changed to her normal posture, gave up all resistance, and just quietly looked at the man before her.
Song Qingshu was startled, and quickly turned his palm aside, hitting a stone beside him, immediately causing dust to fly up.
Bing Xue’er was agitated and asked tremblingly, “Brother-in-law, is that you?”
Song Qingshu took off his mask, smiled wryly and said, “I didn’t expect that I wouldn’t be to hide from my sister-in-law even if I put on a mask.”
“It’s really you?” Seeing Song Qingshu’s appearance, Bing Xue’er was pleasantly surprised, “Am I dreaming?”
“You’re not, it is indeed me.” Song Qingshu stepped forward and quietly gazed into her eyes.
Bing Xue’er reached out her trembling hand and touched his cheek, “I heard what Kangxi announced to the world not long ago, I thought you…”
It turned out that Bing Xue’er had been chasing Murong Jingyue all over the world before, and she didn’t have any information about what happened to Song Qingshu. When she heard the news recently and was planning to go to Yanjing City to find out what happened, she happened to meet Murong Fu, who claimed to have found Murong Jingyue’s trace, so the two appeared in Kaifeng together.
Song Qingshu held the smooth and clean hand on his face, felt the icy cold feeling on his skin, and was amazed in his heart, ‘Her skin is extremely cold, could this be the martial talent of the descendants of the Ancient Tomb Sect?’
“Sister-in-law, I’m not dead. That’s just an excuse Kangxi used to deceive the world. It’s a long story. I’ll explain it to you slowly in the future.”
Although the matter of replacing Kangxi was of great importance, Song Qingshu didn’t mind telling Bing Xue’er about it. In his heart, Bing Xue’er was a special existence, and she would never hurt him.
The reason why he didn’t tell her now was because he was short on time, and he wouldn’t be able to explain it clearly in a short time, so he chose to wait until the crisis was over before he could explain things in detail.
After the initial surprise, Bing Xue’er realized that Song Qingshu was still grabbing her hand, a blush rose on her ice-like skin, and she lightly said, “Brother-in-law~ How long are you going to hold it?”
Song Qingshu liked the feeling when she called him Brother-in-law the most, and that elongated tone almost melted his heart. He was excited and hugged her in his arms, “After we parted last time, I was still worried that we would never see each other again in this life. Afterwards, I passed by Dongting Lake and wanted to see you, but Fei’er said you were not there, do you know how disappointed I was at that time…”
Caught in his embrace, Bing Xue’er hurriedly tried to break free, but she couldn’t push him away at all. After hearing the other party’s sincere words, and thinking of all the things they had experienced before, her heart became full of emotions, and she couldn’t help being falling into a daze, so she just let him hold her like that.
“I’m sorry, sister-in-law. That was rude.” Although Bing Xue’er’s body was soft and cold, it felt very comfortable to hold her. But after all, he couldn’t just keep holding her like that. Song Qingshu gradually calmed down, looked at her awkwardly, and released her from his embrace .
Bing Xue’er smiled slightly, and took a step back. Instead of being angry, she deliberately changed the subject and asked, “Why did Brother-in-law suddenly appear here?”
“I also want to ask my Sister-in-law this question.” Song Qingshu smiled wryly, “Why are traveling with Master Murong?”
“Back when we visited Gusu, Master Murong had promised to help find the whereabouts of Murong Jingyue, a collateral descendant of the Murong Family. Although the Murong family is now quite weak, it’s still a family with hundreds of years history, and they have their own special methods. It just happened to be that not long ago, they found that Murong Jingyue had recently appeared in Kaifeng City, so Master Murong invited me to come with him.”
Bing Xue’er narrated without haste, and there was a special gentleness in her voice, “I originally wanted to find out about my Brother-in-law’s whereabouts in Yanjing City, but since Master Murong had spent so much efforts on the matter of Brother Hu, I couldn’t refuse his kindness, so I decided to come to Kaifeng City first to have a look.”
“A kind person like my Sister-in-law would of course won’t slight other people’s kindness…” Song Qingshu said with a laugh, “Fortunately, my Sister-in-law came to Kaifeng. If you went to Yanjing City, we might not have been able to meet.”
Bing Xue’er smiled softly, “I thought Brother-in-law would blame me…”
“Why would I blame you?” Song Qingshu asked curiously.
Bing Xue’er suddenly looked a little coy, and softly said, “I came to find Murong Jingyue first, and didn’t come to find Brother-in-law.”
Seeing Bing Xue’er’s rare moment of shyness, Song Qingshu’s heart fluttered. He shook his head and said, “I naturally understand what my Sister-in-law is thinking. You must’ve understood that entering the Yanjing City would be very difficult. So you came here to finish the task and then wanted to avenge me without any hesitations.”
Bing Xue’er blushed and angrily said, “What nonsense are you talking about?”
Knowing that Bing Xue’er was too thin-skinned, Song Qingshu didn’t dare to repeat the same mistakes, so he quickly explained the purpose of this trip to her one by one.
“Huh?” Bing Xue’er was indeed distracted by him, as her expression quickly returned to normal, and she was also very surprised, “Why did Ping Yizhi ask you to kill Master Murong?”
“I can’t figure it out either. These two people are completely unrelated.” Song Qingshu said while feeling depressed.
“Ah, Master Murong’s acupoints were sealed by you, and he is still in the ruined temple.” Bing Xue’er suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed coquettishly.
As the two hurried to the temple, Song Qingshu couldn’t help but show a wry smile. He just wanted to try out the Great Cosmic Transformation first and then abduct Murong Fu, but who would have thought that Bing Xue’er would suddenly appear?
Now, he not only didn’t learn about the Great Cosmic Transformation, but also might have offended Murong Fu.
But Song Qingshu quickly made up his mind, ‘Anyways, the situation turned out like this because I wanted to repay Murong Fu’s past kindness. I’ll just have to make up a suitable excuse to avoid any hard feelings.’
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