Chapter 438: Fragrant Proposal

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"The time hasn't come yet. Saying it will only add to the troubles." Song Qingshu shook his head slightly, with a clear rejection in his tone.

Duan Yanqing's face was gloomy and uncertain, he hesitated for a long time and finally snorted: "That Duan will wait until the time is right to ask the son." It is no wonder that he is depressed. The young man is helpless, who makes him unable to beat the opponent.

Seeing Duan Yanqing's return without success, Ye Erniang knew that she couldn't ask more questions, but her mother's nature still let her try: "Song Gongzi, I don't know what you said about my miserable child last time..."

Song Qingshu smiled lightly: "I can only tell you that he is living a good life now, and he has also learned martial arts." Since Xuzhu was sent by the Shaolin Temple to participate in the election of the Golden Snake King, it is obvious that the monks of the Shaolin Temple are very fond of his martial arts. Confidence, even if he didn't get the true inheritance of the Xiaoyao School like the original book, his martial arts might not be bad today.

Ye Erniang was instantly overjoyed. Although she couldn't find out her son's whereabouts, she was satisfied to know that her son was safe and sound. Seeing that Duan Yanqing and others had gone far, Ye Erniang hurriedly chased after them.

"Thank you, son, for your kindness and great virtue!"

Watching Ye Erniang leave with great gratitude, Zhou Zhiruo, who was sitting beside her, frowned, "You won't let this kind of woman go, will you?"

Song Qingshu was drinking tea and almost choked to death, and suddenly said angrily, "Am I that kind of person?"

Zhou Zhiruo pouted, "I see it."

Thinking of his own bad deeds, Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: "It's just a poor mother who lost her child." Although Ye Erniang in this world steals a child every day, she will return it after playing with it for a day. She was so maddening in this version, so Song Qingshu didn't feel sorry for her.

"Brother Song's husband and wife, Qin Se and Ming, are so envious of my brother." An old man walked slowly, obviously several dozen feet away when he spoke, and he stood firmly in front of Song Qing's writing after the last word. He was tall and had a deep nose. Eyes, face must be brown, who is it if it's not Ouyang Feng? Now Ouyang Feng is sane, his messy hair is neatly groomed, and he looks imposing.

You and Zhou Zhiruo are like shit like this, and the vinegar jar has been turned over...

Song Qing slandered incessantly, but a smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Ouyang seems to have improved his cultivation."

Ouyang Feng looked strange: "In terms of the speed of martial arts progress, who can compare to you freak, I heard that you are going to participate in this competition of the Golden Snake King?"

Song Qingshu sneered and said, "I have nothing to do, just play."

Ouyang Feng smiled knowingly: "I heard that the good guys at the Golden Snake Conference have set up a bet. Since Brother Song wants to participate, I will definitely bet on my brother."

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "Your adopted son Yang Guo will also attend this conference."

Seeing him mention Yang Guo, a cold light flashed in Ouyang Feng's eyes, but he quickly covered it up: "That kid doesn't know where he learned a new way of martial arts. Certainly not my brother's opponent."

The coldness in Ouyang Feng's eyes did not deceive Song Qingshu. After a second thought, he guessed Ouyang Feng's thoughts. In the past, Ouyang Ke died in Yang Kang's hands, and Yang Guo looked like Yang Kang. Of course, when Ouyang Feng was delirious. He was kind and filial to his father, but now that he was awake, seeing Yang Guo's face again would be like a stick in his throat.

However, listening to his tone, I have already met Yang Guo in advance. I am afraid that this time Yang Guo participated in the election of the Golden Snake King, and there should be a shadow of Jin Guo behind it. I just don't know why Yang Guo is willing to work hard for them because of his maddened temper.

"Brother, you and I will reminisce someday, I still have a grudge here." Ouyang Feng grinned, turned and approached Huang Rong.

"Huang family girl, you are making this old man so miserable!" Looking at Huang Rong, Ouyang Feng said through gritted teeth.

Although Huang Rong was a married woman now, Ouyang Feng called her a girl, but there was nothing discordant about her. No wonder Ouyang Feng is so jealous, he is one of the five best in the world, but Huang Rong has made him not like a ghost or a ghost for more than ten years.

Seeing Ouyang Feng's arrival, Huang Rong's complexion changed continuously. Although her dog-fighting skills were extremely proficient over the years, she was still far behind a master like Ouyang Feng, and now Brother Jing is not around...

However, Huang Rong's eyes fell on the representatives of the Shaolin Wudang Chongyang Palace, who were sitting nearby, and she couldn't help but feel calm, knowing that they would definitely not sit by and watch Ouyang Feng commit murder.

"It turned out to be Ouyang Shibo. I haven't seen him for many years. Shibo's style is better than that of the past. How could he be harmed." Huang Rong stood up with a smile, and the hand holding the dog-beating stick tightened subconsciously.

"Humph!" Ouyang Feng took his face into consideration. He couldn't say that he was driven mad by her casual words. He glanced at the crowd in Shaolin Wutang not far away, and Ouyang Feng couldn't help but weigh in his heart.

The bull noses of Chongyang Palace can naturally be ignored, but these two people from the Wudang faction are like everyone. I heard that Zhang Sanfeng's old way is unfathomable. Although he has never seen it before, his ability to teach disciples is much better than Wang Chongyang.

There was also the great monk headed by the Shaolin Temple, whose eyes were bright and introverted, and his whole body was like a glaring vajra.

"The gift of the past, the old man will be rewarded in the future." Ouyang Feng is also quite decisive. After weighing it, he left a sentence and came to Song Qingshu.

"I said buddy, when did you become the kind of person who only speaks harshly?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but tease.

Ouyang Feng is rare

His face turned red, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly, "If it wasn't for Xiao Feng's servant who was walking this way, how could this old man be like this."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, but when he turned around, he saw Xiao Feng was leading the eighteen cavalry of Yanyun and walked straight to Huang Rong. Song Qingshu couldn't help but suddenly realize that although Xiao Feng is now the king of the Southern Academy of Liao Kingdom, he is from a beggar gang and is extremely chivalrous. Naturally, she would not sit back and watch what happened to Huang Rong.

"Brother Song, is the agreement on Shenlong Island still considered?" Ouyang Feng suddenly asked.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Of course it counts."

A strange smile appeared on Ouyang Feng's face: "What do you think Huang Rong's mother-in-law looks like?"

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, and couldn't help but look at the two girls beside her, Zhou Zhiruo was chatting with other representatives of the prestigious family, and Zeng Rou was also discussing something with the people sent by Wangwu, so she had no time to talk about it, and hurriedly said in a low voice: " The beauty of the country, the best among young women."

Ouyang Feng smiled and said, "I knew you were good at it. Otherwise, you and I would shoot at the same time. You help me stop Xiao Feng, and I will capture Huang Rong and turn her back and leave her to be a bed-warming girl. How about that?"

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