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Chapter 233: Flying Sword

"Who are you?" Xia Qingqing looked back and saw a sagely old man looking at her with affection. She subconsciously grabbed the Golden Serpent Sword on the table, and looked at the man with vigilance.

"In this world, besides , who else would call you that?" Song Qingshu tore off the mask and restored his original appearance and voice.

"It's you?" Seeing his appearance, Xia Qingqing was obviously stunned for a mont, but she quickly woke up and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here, didn’t we already decide that there is no future between us?"

Song Qingshu didn't care about her attitude. He showed a slight smile and said, "Since there is no future between us, then why was soone still worried that sothing would happen to , and they sent red dates and peaches to warn

of danger?"

Xia Qingqing's face turned red, but she still showed her denial, "You think too much, I poisoned it, and I just wanted to poison you."

"Heh, if I really were to eat them, I'm afraid I would’ve been poisoned to death." Song Qingshu sighed.

Xia Qingqing glanced at him suspiciously, "How can there be any poison?"

Song Qingshu didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Since you were able to give

red dates and peaches, then why didn't you just warn

yourself? If I was too stupid to understand, wouldn't I have let you down? "

"I live in the palace, and my every move is being monitored. It was very inconvenient for

to say that at that ti, so I had to use that thod. Besides…" Xia Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, "You are as cunning as a fox, you should be able to see through it."

"Okay, I'll take this as a complint." Song Qingshu said while feeling depressed, "I could naturally guess what it ant, but Hongli is not a fool, and he could also guess it for certain. He just pretended to not know everything you did, but secretly poisoned the red dates. He wanted to kill

through your hands, do you know that?"

"What?" Xia Qingqing was shocked and angry. Although Song Qingshu was standing in front of her safe and sound, she was still afraid of the possibility.

"At that ti, I realized that it was you who gave it, and naturally I thought there was no problem. Fortunately, another person was there to remind

of other possibilities." Song Qingshu recalled what Luo Bing had said at the ti, [Although I don't understand why you believe in the sender of these gifts so much, but you must also consider the fact that many people were involved with delivering these two baskets of fruit to the Sifang Pavilion, so you should be careful.]

Song Qingshu beca very cautious after hearing that, and then asked soone to bring a horse and feed it the red dates. After a while, the horse died of poisoning.

"Why didn’t you think that it was

who poisoned them?" Xia Qingqing looked at him with burning eyes.

Song Qingshu raised his head and looked at her, "Although you heartlessly left , you would never do anything to harm ."

Xia Qingqing's heart softened and she was about to tell him the truth. At that mont, a light cough ca from beside her. She turned her head and saw that Ajiu was looking at the two of them with a faux smile.

"Although I don't want to disturb you two, but the place and ti is a bit inconvenient, should we leave the palace first?"

"Ajiu, it's been a long ti." After seeing Ajiu, Xia Qingqing sighed, and the scene of the two being jealous in the past reappeared, but unfortunately ti had changed them both.

"Long ti no see." Ajiu also rembered their past.

Two graceful beauties stood face to face, as their contours complented each other—-both bright and beautiful, with unparalleled charm, but unfortunately they both mourned the sa man. Song Qingshu felt unhappy with the situation, and quickly said, "Don't just stand still, we have to leave quickly."

Xia Qingqing was feeling a bit shaken, but seeing Ajiu again made her recall her ti with Yuan Chengzhi, and her resolve for revenge beca firr. Hearing Song Qingshu's words, she shook her head: "I won't leave."

"Qingqing, I know you want to take revenge for Brother Yuan, but we can find a way together. Do you have to choose this thod where you have to make a sacrifice? If Brother Yuan in heaven were to see this, he would definitely not want you to do this." Ajiu softly persuaded her past rival.

"I am aware of that, so you don't need to persuade

any more…" Xia Qingqing paused, "As for taking revenge, you are you, I am , and I can take revenge for Big Brother Yuan alone."

A few years ago, Xia Qingqing used to be jealous of Ajiu. Although ti had changed, and Xia Qingqing was no longer that unruly and willful girl she used to be, but she still had her old stubbornness left in her heart. In her opinion, she was Yuan Chengzhi’s wife, so it was only right and proper for her to take revenge for him. She was unwilling to rely on Ajiu's strength.

"What kind of place do you think my Palace is…you can co when you want, and leave when you want?" After a cold snort, a large number of soldiers poured in from the door, and the one in the middle was Prince Bao, Hongli.

It turned out that soone had found the maid that Song Qingshu had hidden in the rockery, and Hongli imdiately readied all the forces when he found out.

"Oh, it’s the Prince! This lower official ca to the palace for a visit and unintentionally ended up here, so I hope the Prince will forgive ." Song Qingshu cupped his hands at Hongli, while thinking in his heart, ‘Now it seems that I can only tear our faces.’

"Lord Song, let’s be honest, what visit, you actually ca to this Prince's concubines residence!" Hongli sneered.

Song Qingshu was speechless, it seed that politics wouldn’t work today. He knew that it was useless to say more at this point, so he looked back at Ajiu and said, "You take the other one." After speaking, he disappeared from the spot and rushed towards Hongli.

Ajiu imdiately understood. She also used her movent technique, and cooperated in the attack.

Song Qingshu had originally thought that he had managed to make most of the masters of the Palace go after the Mystic Dragon Cult, and there would be no masters around Hongli. Who knew that the mont he attacked, two monks in yellow robes suddenly jumped out from both sides. In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought for more than a dozen moves, but there was no winner. In the end, the two joined forces and pushed Song Qingshu back with one coordinated palm strike.

On the other side, Ajiu was also forced to take a few steps back by a sharp finger strike. Song Qingshu grabbed Ajiu who was about to continue to charge forward. Seeing that the finger strike was perford by a monk with yellow eyebrows, a na surfaced in his mind, "Your Excellency, could it be that you are the Yellow-browed Monk who is good at Vajra Fingers?"

"You are good, very good indeed! I didn't expect the Benefactor to recognize this Poor Monk." Monk Huangi nodded in praise.

Monk Huangi was a character from the novel "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils". When he was young, his na shook the entire Wulin. In the book, in order to save Duan Yu, he fought with Duan Yanqing, the leader of the Four Evils, in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, and he didn’t lose.

Song Qingshu's face was a little ugly, and he turned his head to look at the two monks who had fought with him just now. Their martial arts were even higher than those of Monk Huangi. He asked in confusion, "Which temple are the two masters masters from?"

The two monks announced their nas,

"This poor monk is Tianhong!"

"This poor monk is Tianjing!"

‘Tianhong and Tianjing?’ Song Qingshu didn't recognize them for a mont until he saw the mbers of the Red Flower Society and others who arrived one after another, then he finally rembered who they were.

In the later part of "The Book and the Sword

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