The heavens begin with the rescue of Mrs. Yue

Song Ning sighed and said, "If I don't let her go, I'm afraid her life will be in danger."

Xiao Longnv said: "What's life-threatening?"

Song Ning said: "I've always kept her by my side. If you get jealous and stab me seven times, it's not life-threatening..."

Before she could speak, a blush appeared on Xiao Longnv's face, her eyes turned into tenderness, she grabbed the sword in Song Ning's hand, and shouted: "Who said I would be jealous?"

"Then what will you do?"

"It's true that I'll stab you!"

With a scoff, the sword stabs.

"I'll stab you seven swords and eight swords now to see if you will die!"

"what?"

Lu Wushuang carried the weak Wanyanping out of the tent.

Inside the camp, Xiao Longnv and Song Ning had a fight, but he hugged her in his arms.

"Long'er, you smell so good."

Song Ning put his arms around her waist, sniffing the scent of her body.

At this moment Song Ning was still wearing the Mongolian official uniform. Xiao Longnu thought of the game they played just now and felt that Song Ning liked it very much, so she said, "Thank you for your compliment..."

Song Ning was bloodshot all over, and said, "Long Er, you are so smart."

"Um……"

Xiao Longnu gradually became limp in his arms.

The two hugged each other for a while, Xiao Longnv blushed suddenly, and her body trembled.

Song Ning was not aware of her reaction, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Longnu shyly said in a very low voice: "My lord, you, your weapon..."

"What happened to my weapon? Did it hit you again?"

"Um……"

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, it's not uncomfortable..."

Song Ning looked at her shy appearance, and said suddenly: "Do you want to see this weapon of mine?"

"Ah?" Xiao Longnu called out coquettishly.

Song Ning said: "You can feel it.

"This weapon is the most secret weapon hidden in my body, and only you know it now."

Suddenly, Xiao Longnv's cheeks were extremely hot, and the embarrassment of the two of them practicing in the flowers that day appeared in her mind.

Following the scallion-white jade hand slowly backwards, courage suddenly grew in his heart, and an impulse came up:

At this moment, I really want to see Song Ning's weapon.

Then her jade hand reached behind her, and touched the weapon on Song Ning's body.

"Have you touched it?"

"Um……"

"How about this weapon?"

"Well……"

Xiao Longnu touched Song Ning's hidden weapon, her face became hotter and redder...

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly asked shyly, "Have you... used this weapon..."

Song Ning said softly in her ear: "No one in the world can force me to use this weapon, so it has been useless... Do you... want to use it?"

Song Ning's words came out, and a picture formed in Xiao Longnv's mind. Suddenly, her delicate body trembled, her whole body went limp, and she fell into Song Ning's arms...

At this moment, Lu Wushuang was standing outside, looking around, as if watching the wind...

the next day.

Song Ning and the others woke up from the carriage and continued on their way.

After walking for half a day, I passed a forest and rested on the mountain road.

Xiao Longnv glanced, and suddenly saw a tree in front of her, and at some point there was another person.

The man was dressed in tatters, with a red lacquered gourd tied around his waist.

He just slept carelessly between the branches of the tree, holding his chest with his hands, one of which only had four fingers.

Xiao Longnv was startled and looked at Song Ning.

And Song Ning, of course, also discovered this person at the same time...

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74 The Relationship Between Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, and the Xiaoyao Sect

Jiaolong gradually felt the strain.

Originally, he and Feng Fuyue were only one level behind, plus the natural suppression in his blood.

He was literally being beaten.

Xi Qian watched with ease within Jiuyin's protection range.

Knowing that there would be no accidents in the result, she looked at Feng Jinxiu, "Are you here for this dragon?"

She also heard Feng Fuyue's words just now.

"Well, I want to take two drops of his heart blood for someone." Feng Jinxiu's eyes kept falling on Xi Qian.

"Substitute?" Xi Qian frowned slightly.

"Well, you know that person too."