Chapter 98: Eyes as Swords

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"You asked so directly, I couldn't accept it for a while." Song Qingshu was taken aback and looked at her strangely.

Xia Qingqing asked, "Quickly tell me."

"So-so." Seeing that Xia Qingqing's face was turning negative, Song Qingshu hurriedly changed his words, "I like it!"

Xia Qingqing said: "Since you like me, will you do whatever I say?"

"That's natural. As long as you speak a word, even if you go up a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, Song will not frown." Song Qingshu didn't have the slightest scruples when he spoke big words. , naturally following her meaning, all kinds of sweet words to say hello.

"Okay, I want you to jump off here now." Xia Qingqing pointed to the cliff a few steps away, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Song Qingshu stretched out his head and took a look, with a hesitant look on his face: "The bottom of this cliff is bottomless, and there must be no bones left if you jump down."

"Afraid?" Xia Qingqing sneered, "Who said that he would go through fire and water for me? In this case, you should put away those thoughts in your heart in the future, and we can still be friends."

"I just thought that no one was destined to collect the corpse for me, and my heart was a little sad." Song Qingshu smiled sadly, "After I die, Youyou, if you can think of me occasionally in the dead of night, I will be satisfied." Jump, jump off the edge of the cliff.

Xia Qingqing was completely surprised to see him jumping like this, but there was no panic on his face, instead, there was an incomprehensible feeling, and he stood stunned for a while, sighing in his heart: "Could it be God's will? "

When she came to the edge of the cliff, looking at the smoke-filled abyss, Xia Qingqing bit her teeth and jumped down.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Qingqing landed on a platform in mid-air, and found Song Qingshu with a dazed face, with a smile on his face: "Aren't you happy to have your life back?"

"I never imagined that there would be such a platform under a few feet." Song Qingshu looked up at the top of the cliff and was filled with emotion. He smiled proudly in his heart. Fortunately, he had been to this Golden Snake Cave before, otherwise he would have been stunned by Xia Qingqing.

"Fool, I've never seen you so obedient, why did you jump without blinking when I called you to jump off a cliff." Looking at Song Qingshu, there was an unspeakable look in Xia Qingqing's eyes.

"Because you made me dance." Song Qingshu stared at her with burning eyes.

Looking at him for a moment, Xia Qingqing only felt a panic in her heart, turned her head unnaturally, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Come in with me."

Kneeling in front of the tomb of the Golden Snake Langjun, looking at the inscription on the tombstone "Yuan Chengzhi Xia Qingqing is willing to stand", Xia Qingqing seemed to return to the time when he rebuilt his father's grave with Brother Yuan, how happy they were during that time. Happy, the only thing I worry about is that A Jiu. Now that I think about it, how ridiculous it was to worry about gains and losses at the beginning, only after losing Big Brother Yuan did I know what real pain is...

Seeing Xia Qingqing's sad expression, Song Qingshu guessed that she must have thought of Yuan Chengzhi again, smiled bitterly, and looked around at the Golden Snake Cave.

Revisiting the old place, Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of Mu Wanqing, who accompanied him here, wondering how she is now...

One was saddened, the other was full of thoughts, and the two fell into silence in a rare tacit understanding.

After coming out of the Golden Snake Cave, Xia Qingqing gave Song Qingshu a strange look, "Aren't you wondering who I worship?"

Song Qingshu thought that of course I knew, and replied: "Looking at the handwriting on the tombstone, he should be the King of the Golden Snake, who was a giant in the world back then, but I didn't expect him to be the father of the girl Youyou."

Xia Qingqing looked back at the distant mountains and sighed: "In the rivers and lakes, no matter how high your martial arts are and how famous you are, in the end, it will not be a slope of loess. For more than ten years, there are probably not many people who have heard of his name. I don’t know who the golden snake king was in the past, but who will remember him more than ten years later…”

"At least you will remember, this is enough for him." Song Qingshu said with relief.

"Yeah, as long as I remember him, it doesn't matter if the rest of us remember him." Xia Qingqing smiled bitterly and said to herself, "No, Ah Jiu will definitely remember him..."

The two came all the way to Chaoyang Peak. When they saw Mu Renqing with silver hair, Xia Qingqing could no longer hold back the grief in his heart.

Mu Renqing quickly helped Xia Qingqing up, and couldn't help but burst into tears: "I heard about Chengzhi's case as a teacher, that hard-working child."

"Qingqing came here this time to ask Master to be the master of Chengzhi." Xia Qingqing said through gritted teeth, wiping away her tears.

Mu Renqing hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "That's it, the old man is about to die anyway, so he went to Beijing to see how high the undefeated martial arts of the East are."

Xia Qingqing was shocked: "Qingqing, how dare you let Master take a risk with your own life, Big Brother Yuan has a spirit in the sky, and he will not agree."

Mu Renqing raised his hand to stop her from continuing, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "You may not know, Qingqing, that Chengzhi's senior brother Gui Xinshu and his wife could not hold back when they heard the news of his murder, and ran directly to Yanjing. I took revenge for Chengzhi. As a master, how could I be worse than an apprentice?"

Xia Qingqing anxiously persuaded: "Master, please forgive Qingqing's offense. Master's martial arts and Big Brother Yuan are only in the middle. Going to Beijing this time is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg."

Mu Renqing said with a smile: "Qingqing, you don't have to hide for me, Chengzhi has learned all the martial arts for his teacher, plus his fusion

Combined with the martial arts of your father Jin Snake Langjun and Tie Jianmen, he has long been out of blue. Considering his age as a teacher, if he had a one-on-one contest with Chengzhi, he would definitely lose without victory. "

"Then why do you take risks, Master? Qingqing didn't come here this time..." Xia Qingqing thought that if Master had any mistakes, Big Brother Yuan would definitely not forgive himself.

Mu Renqing looked solemn and looked into the distance with a deep gaze, "There are some things that you need to do when you know you can't do it."

"Qingqing means that I want Master to come forward and invite Feng Qingyang, the predecessor of Huashan Jianzong, to come out of the mountain." Xia Qingqing was anxious and finally finished the sentence.

"Master Feng?" Mu Renqing was stunned, then looked down at Xia Qingqing, "Qingqing, where did you hear about the little uncle?"

Xia Qingqing's expression was a little awkward, and she pointed back: "This is what Qingqing's friend said."

It was only then that Mu Renqing noticed Song Qingshu. Seeing that he was dignified and breathing evenly, he was obviously a master of the family. He quickly asked, "I don't know what the young hero is called? Do you know the news about the little uncle?"

"When I was in Song Qingshu, it was a coincidence that I learned the news of Senior Feng," Song Qingshu said, standing behind his hands, "A few months ago, Song had played against Senior Feng in Huashan and benefited a lot." He dared not say Feng Qing Yang was so angry that he almost killed him, otherwise Mu Renqing would definitely regard himself as a heinous villain.

"Little Master is in Huashan?" Mu Renqing was stunned. At the critical time of the Huashan faction's sword qi war, Feng Qingyang disappeared. Since then, there has been no news. Everyone thought that he had passed away, but he was still here. world.

Suddenly reacting, Mu Renqing stared at Song Qingshu suspiciously, with a hint of disbelief on his face: "Song Shaoxia just said that he had fought with Uncle Feng?"

No wonder he suspected that Feng Qingyang was an unparalleled sword-wielding genius back then. In his early twenties, he had already become a well-deserved number one master of the Huashan School. You must know that the Huashan School was not like the two sword-qi sects withered now. At that time, it was at the peak of the Huashan School, and the masters came out in large numbers, and their status in the martial arts was faintly comparable to that of Shaolin.

Moreover, Feng Qingyang's record was extremely brilliant. At that time, with only one sword, he was really an invincible player in the world. At the age of a mere weak crown, he was alone against the former head of the Sun Moon God Cult, I Xing. Between moves, he could also wait for the opportunity to kill the ten elders of the Sun Moon God Cult who attacked Mount Hua, creating a myth in the martial arts.

If he is still alive, the accumulation of internal power in the past few decades must have entered the realm of transformation, and the knowledge of the sword is estimated to have far exceeded the worldly understanding and reached the realm of demigods.

Such a half-human half-god little uncle, Song Qingshu was so young that he actually said that he had fought with him, and Mu Renqing naturally didn't believe it.

"Not bad." Song Qingshu replied.

"Then the old man will see the peerless magic of the young hero." With a sneer, Mu Renqing bullied him.

Following his movements, Song Qingshu turned slightly to the side and slightly changed the angle of his toes, but Mu Renqing immediately retreated as if he had seen the most terrifying thing.

Staring at the opponent with a dignified expression, Mu Renqing knew that he had been blocked by the opponent in one move just now, and the opponent had a faint intention to fight back. He intuitively told him that if he continued to move forward, he would definitely be seriously injured.

"Song Shaoxia, I'm offended." He shouted strangely in his heart, Mu Renqing turned his wrist gently, a sword had appeared in his hand, and a sword stabbed out, full of the hard work of his decades, and the dignified place was like a mountain. , The Qingling place is like a breeze without a trace, unpredictable, and swiftly and incoherently stabs Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was indeed a little moved this time, took a small step back, raised his head, and his eyes fell on the opponent three inches below Mu Renqing's left side.

Mu Renqing even had an illusion, the left flank was a little hot, and he knew that the other party had already seen through the flaws in his own move, and he would only be asking for no interest in continuing to attack, so he had to withdraw and retreat. Feel the blood rush.

Xia Qingqing saw that Song Qingshu hadn't shot yet, so he forced the master to return with two powerful shots without success. Still slightly inferior to Big Brother Yuan..."

Mu Renqing stared at Song Qingshu for a long time as if watching a monster, and finally sighed in loneliness: "Song Shaoxia is young, his knowledge of swordsmanship has reached such a level, and Uncle Feng's 'seek the enemy first, attack the enemy will save you'. There are similarities and the same purpose, but the old man suspects that the fight between the young hero and the uncle Feng is really a frog at the bottom of the well."

"Senior Mu is too modest, Song Mou is just relying on his familiarity with the swordsmanship of the Five Mountains, and he is not really capable." Song Qingshu saluted.

"It's rare to be young, not arrogant or impetuous," Mu Renqing asked with a smile, "I wonder if Song Shaoxia knows where Uncle Feng is now?"

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