Chapter 627 Sparks Fly Everywhere

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"Huh?" As soon as Zhang Sanfeng's finger touched Ren Yingying's pulse, he was startled by the chill in her meridians, "Who's true qi is so sinister?"

A Zi hurriedly said, "This girl was accidentally injured by my younger brother. It was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Although she grew up in the Western Regions, Zhang Sanfeng's name is still familiar. Hearing that Ren Yingying is Zhang Sanfeng's grandson-in-law, A Zi is worried. Zhang Sanfeng hacked You Tanzhi in a fit of anger.

Seeing that the fairy in his heart was actually helping him, You Tanyi's eyes suddenly became wet, and he secretly swore in his heart: In this life and this life, I will protect Miss Azi so that she will not be wronged!

It's a pity how did he know that Azi didn't care about his life and death, but worried that after he died, it would not be easy to find such an obedient servant...

"Miss Ren, is that really the case?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ren Yingying suspiciously and asked.

Ren Yingying frowned slightly, glanced at Song Qingshu quietly, and hummed subconsciously: "It's really just a misunderstanding." She saw that A Zi had been subdued by Song Qingshu, and You Tanzhi listened to A Zi's words again. Song Qingshu is on a front line. Just now, the other party has been helping him. Now it is not easy to cross the river and demolish the bridge. Let's cut off his potential help.

Seeing that Ren Yingying was not pursuing any further investigations, Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, and stopped asking. He continued to investigate the cold poison in her body, and quickly snorted: "The cold poison in your body is extremely domineering. Yuan protects the meridians for you, and now the cold poison has invaded your top door, heart and dantian, and the cold poison in your body at that time is absolutely beyond the ability of external forces."

Zhang Wuji was struck by Xuanming Divine Palm when he was young, and Zhang Sanfeng had exhausted his efforts to treat cold poison for him. Naturally, he knew more about cold poison than ordinary people. At the beginning, Zhang Wuji was invaded by the cold poison in the top door, heart and dantian, so that with Zhang Sanfeng's hundred years of skill, he could not absorb the cold poison from his body, so he had to go to Shaolin alone to ask "Nine Yang Divine Art", hoping that Zhang Wuji could practice "Jiu Yang" by himself. Divine Gong", using the infuriating qi that has just reached the sun to force the cold poison out by himself.

"Ah?" Ren Yingying exclaimed. Given Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation, she would never be wrong. Although she was grateful to the mysterious person for helping her, she still had a kind of conjecture in her heart. Holding her like this, maybe she was trying to take advantage of her. Only then did she realize that the person was really just trying to save herself, and she didn't have any evil thoughts.

Thinking that she had misunderstood the other party, Ren Yingying couldn't help but give Song Qing Shubao an apologetic look.

Noticing Ren Yingying's gaze, Zhang Sanfeng also looked at Song Qingshu and couldn't help but praise: "On the one hand to suppress the domineering cold poison in Yingying's body, and on the other hand to deal with the top masters in the martial arts, Zunjia's skill is really unfathomable. ."

Song Qingshu was in a cold sweat, thinking how could I deserve the honorific title of Zhang Sanfeng based on their seniority, and hurriedly saluted: "This junior has seen Zhang Zhenren." He hesitated in his heart, not knowing whether to tell the truth, but because He subconsciously resisted the Wudang faction about what happened at the Lion Slaughtering Conference. He hesitated for a while, but after all, he didn't say anything.

Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly: "You don't need to be polite, little layman. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for saving Yingying, she is the future daughter-in-law of our Wudang faction."

Ren Yingying was ashamed and embarrassed, but her real relationship with Song Qingshu was not easy to explain, so she had to suffocate there by herself.

Song Qingshu also had an odd look on his face, so he could only say: "Then I will trouble Zhang Zhenren to suppress the cold poison for the girl, and the younger generation will have to fight against this master Xuzhu."

"It's natural." Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, the purple qi in his body moved with his thoughts, and a majestic and mellow True Qi was input into Ren Yingying's meridians. Wherever it passed, the cold poison suddenly melted like ice and snow, and they dissipated one after another. .

Ren Yingying gritted her teeth and suddenly said, "Zhang Zhenren is a semi-immortal figure in the martial arts. Even my father can only show the gift of a disciple when he sees a real person. If Yingying asks the real person to heal my wounds, this... Isn't this? Is it a long life? Let my friend detoxify me."

As soon as she said this, the people around were stunned, and even Song Qingshu was surprised. Although she said it politely, no one who was present at the scene felt the abnormality in her words. Too many parties are generally involved.

"This..." Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly. He noticed that Ren Yingying had a strange feeling for this mysterious man with a mask, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart. After all, she was already Song Qingshu's fiancee in name, but at this time, she was ambiguous with other men. ...

"Another demon girl from a demon sect." Zhang Sanfeng sighed secretly. He didn't take the distinction between righteousness and evil so seriously, but Zhang Cuishan, his most beloved disciple, fell in love with Yin Susu of the Tianying Sect. It made Yu Daiyan crippled, Zhang Cuishan committed suicide, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man. When he was sad, it was inevitable that he did not like the people in the demon sect.

However, Zhang Sanfeng is a man who has lived for a hundred years, and his mind quickly becomes open-minded: This little girl dares to take the initiative to reveal her true intentions in front of me. It seems that her marriage with Qingshu is probably out of her own hands. Women, really dare to love and hate, if I had the courage back then...

Touching the pair of Shaolin Iron Arhats in his arms, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help recalling an old incident in his youth, but he felt a little admiration for Ren Yingying.

"If that's the case, then the poor road won't go overboard." Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed gently, Ren Yingying returned to Song Qingshu's arms.

"You..." Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful woman in his arms and was stunned.

"Shh! Don't talk." Ren Yingying opened her lips slightly and whispered to him.

Although Song Qingshu didn't know what she meant, he didn't continue to ask. When he thought that if the cold poison in her body was not suppressed by external force for a long time, it would be more serious when it came back, so she quickly removed the cold poison for her.

"This man, why... why put his hand on his lower abdomen again!" Ren Yingying's face was flushed, and she almost stomped her feet with shame and anger.

Song Qingshu was just out of habit. After putting it on, he suddenly noticed the strange eyes of everyone, including Zhang Sanfeng, and just then reacted, but he had some reckless genes in his bones, and then he thought that Ren Yingying was originally his fiancee, It also gave up the plan to withdraw.

"Is the donor still comparable?" Seeing that Song Qingshu actually started to treat Ren Yingying with cold poison, Xu Zhu couldn't help frowning.

Seeing that Song Qingshu naturally put his hand on Ren Yingying's private place, but Ren Yingying didn't mean to be angry at all, Zhang Sanfeng sighed in his heart: As expected, it doesn't matter, a poor man will do it to the end.

"This layman is healing for the girl Ren Ren, I'm afraid it is inconvenient to use force. Can the three masters give Pindao a little face, and let's stop today's affairs for the time being?"

Xuzhu's expression froze, and he hurriedly turned back to look at Fang Zhengxuancheng. Although his martial arts skills are high, he is too low-ranking in the temple. When he goes out, he naturally has to follow the meaning of the two.

"This..." Master Fang Zheng looked embarrassed, "If there are other things, Zhenren Zhang has spoken, and he will obey his orders, but this time it is related to Yi..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Cheng interrupted in the middle: "The poor monk practiced the seventy-two Shaolin stunts in the temple on weekdays. Today, I am fortunate to meet a real person, and I hope that the real person will not hesitate to solve their doubts."

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly taken aback, thinking that you have doubts about learning the seventy-two stunts. Don't ask the eminent monks in the temple, why do you ask me? However, he quickly realized that the other party was insinuating that he was a Shaolin traitor in the past.

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