Chapter 98

"I can't accept your direct question for a moment." Song Qingshu was startled and looked at her strangely.

Xia Qingqing asked: "tell me quickly."

"Generally speaking," seeing that Xia Qingqing's face was turning to overcast, song Qingshu quickly changed his words, "I like it!"

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

"That's nature. As long as you say something, even if it's going up the mountain and down the sea of fire, song won't frown." Song Qingshu didn't have the slightest scruples when he talked big. He thought that if he said something beautiful, he wouldn't have less meat. Naturally, he followed her meaning and said all kinds of sweet words.

"Well, I want you to jump out of here now." Xia Qingqing steps away from the cliff, the corners of his mouth show a shrewd smile.

Song Qingshu stretched out his head to have a look, and his face showed hesitation: "the cliff is deep and bottomless. If you jump down, there must be no bones left."

"Afraid?" Xia Qingqing sneered, "who just said that he would go through fire and water for me? In that case, you'd better put away your thoughts in the future, and we can still be friends. "

"I just thought that it was doomed that no one would collect the corpse for me. I felt a little sad in my heart." Song Qingshu said with a sad smile, "after my death, if you can occasionally think of me in the dead of night, I will be satisfied." As soon as the voice fell, song Qingshu jumped all his life from the edge of the cliff.

Seeing that he really jumped down, Xia Qingfen was surprised, but there was no fear on his face. On the contrary, he had a hard to understand feeling. He stood in a daze for a long time, and sighed in his heart: "is it God's will?"

Came to the cliff, looking at the smoke shrouded abyss, Xia Qingbei teeth bite, also jumped down.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Qingqing falls on a platform in mid air, and finds song Qingshu with a blank face, with a smile on her face: "isn't it happy to get back a life?"

"I never thought there would be such a platform under a few feet." Song Qingshu looked up at the cliff top with a lot of emotion. In the heart but proud smile, fortunately oneself had come to this Golden Snake cave before, otherwise still really was bluffing by Xia Qingqing.

"Fool, I don't see you so obedient. Why do you call you to jump off the cliff without blinking an eye?" Looking at Song Qingshu, Xia Qingqing has an indescribable look in her eyes.

"Because you made me jump." Song Qingshu was staring at her.

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

Kneeling in front of the tomb of the Golden Snake, looking at the inscription "Yuan Chengzhi, Xia Qingqing stands sincerely" on the tombstone, Xia Qingqing seems to have gone back to the time when he and brother yuan reorganized his father's tomb together. How happy they were during that time. The only thing that worried about him was ah Jiu. Now I think about how ridiculous it was to worry about gain and loss, Only when you lose brother yuan do you know what real pain is

Looking at Xia Qingqing's sad face, song Qingshu guesses that she must think of Yuan Chengzhi again. With a bitter smile, she looks around at the Golden Snake cave.

When song Qingshu revisits his hometown, he can't help thinking of Mu Wanqing, who is here with him. He doesn't know how she is now

One is sad for his death, and the other is full of thoughts. They rarely get into silence.

After coming out of the Golden Snake cave, Xia Qingqing looked at Song Qingshu strangely, "don't you wonder who I worship?"

Song Qing thought that I knew of course, and replied: "look at the handwriting on the tombstone, he should be the golden snake king who was famous in the world, but I didn't expect that he was the father of youyou girl."

Xia Qingqing looked back at the distant mountain and sighed: "in the Jianghu, no matter how good your martial arts are, no matter how famous you are, you are not a slope of loess in the end. My father was a terror to all the major sects in those years, but only a dozen years later, I'm afraid few people in the world have heard of him. I don't know who will remember the golden snake king more than ten years later. "

"At least you'll remember, that's enough for him." Song Qingshu was relieved.

"Yes, as long as I remember him, it doesn't matter whether the others remember him or not." Xia Qingqing smiles bitterly and says to himself, "no, ah Jiu will remember him, too..."

All the way to Chaoyang peak, when they saw Mu Renqing with silver hair, Xia Qingqing could no longer help feeling sad. He bowed down in front of him and choked: "master ~"

Mu Renqing quickly helped Xia Qingqing up, but he couldn't help but burst into tears: "I've heard about Chengzhi as a teacher, that miserable child."

"Qingqing came here to ask Shifu to be the master of Chengzhi." Dry your tears, Xia Qingqing said.

Mu Renqing hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "that's all. Anyway, I'm dying. I'll go to Beijing to see how good the eastern invincible's martial arts are."

Xia Qingqing was shocked and said, "how dare Qingqing let Shifu risk your life? Elder brother yuan has a spirit in heaven, and he won't agree."

Mu Renqing raised her hand to stop her from talking on, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Qingqing, you may not know yet. When Chengzhi's elder martial brother GUI Xinshu and his wife heard that he was killed, they could not help but ran to Yanjing to avenge Chengzhi. I'm a master. How can I be worse than an apprentice? "

Xia Qingqing anxiously advised: "master, please forgive Qingqing's offence. Master's martial arts and elder brother yuan are only between Bozhong and Beijing. Going to Beijing this time is like hitting a stone with an egg."

Mu Renqing said with a smile: "Qingqing, you don't have to hide it for me. Chengzhi has learned all the martial arts of being a teacher. In addition, he has combined the martial arts of your father, the Golden Snake and the iron sword sect, and he has already excelled. Taking into account the age of being a teacher, if you compete with Chengzhi one-on-one, you will lose or not win. "

"Then master, why do you take risks? Qingqing didn't come here this time..." Xia Qingqing thought that if master had any mistakes, elder brother yuan would never forgive himself.

Mu Renqing looked solemn and deep, looking at the distance, "there are some things that you need to know you can't do."

"Qingqing means to invite master Huashan Jianzong to come out of the mountain." In a hurry, Xia Qingqing finally completed the sentence.

"Martial uncle Feng?" Mu Renqing was stunned, and then looked down at Xia Qingqing, "Qingqing, where did you know that little martial uncle?"

Xia Qingqing's face was a little twisted, and he pointed back: "it's Qingqing's friend who said it."

Mu Renqing noticed song Qingshu. Seeing that he was dignified and well breathed, he was obviously an expert in his family. He quickly asked, "what do you call him, young Xia? Do you know the news of little martial uncle? "

"In the next song Qingshu, it's a coincidence to learn the news of elder Feng," Song Qingshu said. "A few months ago, song once fought with elder Feng in Huashan and benefited a lot." He didn't dare to say that fengqingyang was so angry that he almost killed him. Otherwise, Mu Renqing must regard himself as an unforgivable villain.

"Little martial uncle is in Huashan?" Mu Renqing was stunned. At the beginning, fengqingyang disappeared at the critical time of the second battle of Huashan school's Jianqi. Since then, there has been no news. People all thought that he had passed away, but they didn't expect that he was still in the world.

Suddenly, Mu Renqing stares at Song Qingshu suspiciously, with a look of disbelief on his face: "young Xia song just said he had a fight with martial uncle Feng?"

It's no wonder that he suspects that the sword genius, who was in his early twenties, had become the first master of Huashan sect. You should know that Huashan sect was not like the withering talent of Jianqi sect. At that time, it was the peak of Huashan sect. There were many masters, and their status in the Wulin was almost equal to that of Shaolin.

Moreover, it was very clear and brilliant. With only one sword, it was really invincible all over the world. At the age of weak crown, one person can fight against the former leader of the sun moon god cult and let him go. In the gap of moves, he can also wait for an opportunity to kill the ten elders of the sun moon god cult who attack the Huashan Mountain. This has created a legend in the Wulin.

If he is still alive, the accumulation of internal power over the past few decades must have gone into the realm of transformation, and the understanding of sword is estimated to have gone far beyond the secular understanding, reaching the realm of demigod.

Song Qingshu, a half human and half divine young martial uncle, even said that he had a fight with him. Naturally, Mu Renqing didn't believe it.

"Not bad." Song Qingshu replied.

"I'd like to have a look at your peerless skills." With a sneer, Mu Renqing came forward.

With his action, song Qingshu slightly sideways, slightly changed the angle of his toes, but mu Renqing seemed to see the most terrible thing, and immediately withdrew.

Looking at the other side solemnly, Mu Renqing knew that he had been killed by the other side just now, and the other side had a faint intention to fight back. His intuition told him that if he continued to move forward, he would be seriously injured.

"Young Xia song, I've offended you." Mu Renqing's heart screams strange. With a slight turn of his wrist, a sword has appeared in his hand. A sword is stabbed out, full of the crystallization of his decades of hard work. The dignified place is like a mountain, and the light place is like the wind. It is unpredictable and swift to stab song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was moved this time. He stepped back a little and raised his head. His eyes fell on Mu Renqing, who was three inches below his left side.

Mu Renqing even had the illusion that his left rib was slightly hot. He knew that the opponent had seen through the flaw of his move. To continue to attack was just to ask for no fun. He had to withdraw the move. For a moment, he felt that his blood was surging.

When Xia Qingqing saw that song Qingshu had not yet done it, he forced his master to do it twice without success. He was shocked: "his martial arts have reached such a high level? Last time at Lichun hospital in Yangzhou, he was still slightly inferior to elder brother yuan.... "

Mu Renqing stared at Song Qingshu for a long time as if looking at a monster. At last, he sighed, "young Xia song is young and has a good understanding of sword skills. It's similar to martial uncle Feng's idea that" if you anticipate the enemy first, you will be saved when you attack him ". But I suspect that you are really a frog in the well when you fight with martial uncle Feng."

"Master Mu is too modest. Song is not really good at it because he is familiar with the swordsmanship of the five mountains." Song Qingshu gave a gift.

"It's rare to be young and not arrogant," murenqing asked with a smile. "Do you know where martial uncle Feng is now, young Xia song?"