Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 279: The mysterious man in black

Chapter 279: The mysterious man in black

"From your dull eyes and crazed speech before, I thought you were under some kind of mind control." The two stayed silent as they moved, but as Yelu Nanxian was here to gather information, she naturally didn't want to just go back empty handed.

"Others may laugh at me, but I laugh at them for not being able to see through." Song Qingshu didn't intend to explain, and just laughed.

"Which side is Master Song going to help?" Yelu Nanxian asked directly, not wanting to play mind games with him.

"Whichever side my dear sister choses, I will help." Song Qingshu replied.

"Su Quan?" Yelu Nanxian became thoughtful, "From this point of view, we are not considered enemies."

"What?" Song Qingshu looked at her curiously.

Yelu Nanxian smiled faintly, "It's nothing."

"I dare to ask if Miss Yelu was ever married?" Song Qingshu couldn't find anything to say along the way, so he just casually asked.

"No." Yelu Nanxian stopped in her tracks and stared at him calmly, "Why, are you interested?"

"I guess I can’t take you as a wife." Song Qingshu shook his head, "If Miss Yelu doesn't mind, I can accept you as a concubine."

"In this world, nine out of ten women would be angry if they heard your words. Unfortunately, I am not one of them." Yelu Nanxian replied.

"You are young, so you should laugh when you feel like it, and get angry when you feel like it. It's not good for you to act like old people." Song Qingshu scoffed.

"Maybe it's because I'm naturally more mature than others." Yelu Nanxian didn't care, and slightly smiled.

"What is the relationship between you and Cult Master Hong’s Wife?" After a while, Yelu Nanxian asked.

"The relationship between a man and woman." Song Qingshu smiled, “So Miss Yelu also cares about these trivial matters?"

"Just asking." Yelu Nanxian's expression remained calm, and she didn't show any emotions.

Before they knew it, the two had already returned to Song Qingshu's residence. Su Quan and Fang Yi had been waiting for him for a long time, and they both showed joyful expressions when they saw him come back.

"You really are like the stallions on our grassland." Yelu Nanxian suddenly commented out of nowhere.

"Thank you for the compliment." Song Qingshu replied indifferently.

"Madame Hong, the situation in the cult is extremely unfavorable to you now, haven't you considered just leaving quietly?" Yelu Nanxian finally couldn't help saying when she saw Su Quan.

"The Mystic Dragon Island is my home, even if I leave, where can I go?" Su Quan was obviously taken aback, but still replied politely.

"This Master Song is a wealthy official. His mansion in Yanjing City must be pretty big. The Madame can go there with him to avoid the limelight. I think Master Song will gladly welcome you. Isn't that right, Master Song?" Yelu Nanxian looked at Song Qingshu with a little subtle expression.

Although Su Quan had already recovered from Song Qingshu's Bewitching Technique, there were still some effect left on her mind. She unconsciously felt very close to Song Qingshu. Hearing her words, Su Quan said, "I don't dare to bother my good brother, it would be the best if we can solve the problem here."

"Since Madame thinks so, then I won't say anything more." Yelu Nanxian felt that the trip was fruitful, and said with satisfaction, "Master Song, I won't disturb your rest, so I will leave now." She said her farewell to the three of them, then turned around and drifted away.

"Fang Yi, you may leave for now, I have something to say to Song Qingshu." Seeing Yelu Nanxian leave, Su Quan's face suddenly turned cold.

Originally, Fang Yi thought it was time to stand up and teach her a lesson, but seeing that Song Qingshu had no objection, she bowed with sadness, "Yes!"

When Fang Yi closed the door, Su Quan stared at Song Qingshu, "Stinky boy, did you do something to me?"

"Sister, you’re a woman, won't you know if a man does anything to you?" Song Qingshu laughed.

"I… I didn't mean that…" Su Quan said with a choked tone, and said after hesitating for a moment, "Have you never been controlled by my Bewitching Art?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or the lie?" Song Qingshu spread his hands.

Su Quan's expression became uncertain, and finally she helplessly said, "Lie!"

Song Qingshu approached her body with a smile, and slowly stretched out his hand. Su Quan's body trembled, but she didn’t respond in the end. As he held her in his arms, and Song Qingshu softly said, "My good sister, no matter what, I will stand behind you and support you."

Su Quan's expression turned uncertain. In that short period of time, she had actually thought about a lot of things. Su Quan was no longer a little girl full of fantasies about true love. She thought about things in a very practical manner. 

She knew that her life was hanging by a thread, and her only hope was Song Qingshu. Since Song Qingshu didn't want to expose her, she was also happy to play along. As she leaned into the man's arms, Su Quan felt a sense of dependence for the first time in her life, and spoke in a daze, "My good brother, this sister is actually very naive, please don't lie to me. "

"Don't worry, Hong Antong and I are different. Husband and wife are birds in the same nest, and I don’t agree with the saying that they should fly separately in the face of adversity." Song Qingshu moved his head, and slowly moved closer to her lips.

Su Quan subconsciously wanted to move back, but, as Song Qingshu's hand was firmly wrapped around her, there was no way to avoid it, so Su Quan just let out a silent sigh, and slowly closed her eyes.

As the two lips were getting closer and closer, a heart-piercing shout was suddenly heard from outside, "Master Song, help!"

The two suddenly woke up, and Su Quan pushed him away at once. Song Qingshu’s expression turned dark, as he had already recognized that it was Yu Zhenzi's voice, and felt that his footsteps were particularly hurried, so he hurriedly opened the door to find out what was going on.

When he saw Yu Zhenzi, the hat on his head was missing, his hair was disheveled, and he looked quite haggard.

"Master Song, save me!" Seeing him, Yu Zhenzi quickly hid behind him as if he had met his savior.

Song Qingshu was about to ask him what was going on, but before he could speak, he stopped, because he had already realized what was going on, as a middle-aged man with disheveled hair was rushing towards him.

It was the Western Poison, Ouyang Feng, who he had fought in the day.

"Master Song, save me, Hong Antong sent Ouyang Feng to kill me!" Yu Zhenzi behind him said in a panic.

Song Qingshu frowned. He had indeed promised to protect him, and if he didn’t, then Yu Zhenzi would definitely die tonight.

Seeing Song Qingshu, Ouyang Feng was also taken aback, then he laughed out loud and said, "It's just the right time! I've been thinking about it for several hours, and I've finally broken your sword technique."

Song Qingshu was taken aback, but said with a sneer, "Those are quite the big words."

"You'll know if you try it!" Ouyang Feng didn't talk nonsense, and directly attacked with a palm strike.

At this point, it was impossible for Song Qingshu to stay out of the matter, so he had to fight. Yu Zhenzi at the side hurriedly ran away when he saw this happen. Ouyang Feng was entirely focused on Song Qingshu at the moment, so naturally he didn't care about Yu Zhenzi slipping away. Although Song Qingshu noticed, he was also helpless to stop him.

In the blink of an eye, Song Qingshu and Ouyang Feng had exchanged dozens of moves, taking advantage of the gap, Ouyang Feng angrily said, "You are not my opponent if you don't use that sword technique."

Song Qingshu knew that he was telling the truth, so he had no choice but to resort to his own unique technique, the Flying Sword. However, he deliberately wanted to test Ouyang Feng's depth, so he kept his moves almost exactly the same as the previous fight.

Ouyang Feng laughed loudly and rolled on the ground. Although it looked unsightly, he could avoid the trajectory of Song Qingshu's swordplay every time, making the technique completely ineffective. As a result, Song Qingshu immediately fell into a disadvantage.

"As expected of the Western Poison!" Song Qingshu secretly praised Ouyang Feng's Dog Beating Staff Technique that had been handed down in the Beggar Sect for hundreds of years. 

The time slowly passed, as the tides began to turn.

"Huh?" Ouyang Feng called out in surprise, as the offensive and defensive momentum of the two immediately changed. However, after going through several hours of contemplation, Ouyang Feng was no longer as helpless as he was when he had faced the Flying Sword for the first time. Although he gradually fell into a disadvantage, he was able to stay undefeated with his decades of experience.

The attack and defense of the two made a lot of noise, and they needed more space to move and dodge. Soon, the courtyard was no longer suitable for fighting, so they decided to go somewhere else. Su Quan hurriedly followed behind. Fang Yi also wanted to follow them, but her martial arts skills were too poor, so she lost sight of the three of them not long after.

Wherever the two of them passed by, True Qi scattered about, causing the surrounding sand and stones to fly, and trees to collapse. Hearing such a big ruckus, where both men weren't worried about harming the fish in the pond, everyone else on the Mystic Dragon Cult started to appear. Of course, Song Qingshu was concentrating on seeing through the technique, so he didn't even bother to pay attention to these things.

The two had probably fought for hundreds of moves so far. Song Qingshu really admired Ouyang Feng's martial arts skills very much. Every time the guy fell into a disadvantage, he would always use various weird methods to avoid it, and the following counterattack would also be extremely sharp.

Song Qingshu had learned quite a lot of methods, and one the most profound one them was probably the Nine Yin Scripture. There were many things in it that he knew word by word, but when it came to utilizing them, he didn't really understand what it meant. Because of his special talent, although he could memorize the Nine Yin Scripture very quickly, but he was very lacking in terms of experience. So after fighting against a master of Ouyang Feng's level, Song Qingshu finally comprehended some profound mysteries of the Nine Yin Scripture.

"Dear brother, this lunatic is too good at martial arts, you should find a way to finish the fight." Su Quan anxiously shouted from not far away.

Song Qingshu was immersed in a wonderful state, so he was not willing to give up just yet and Ouyang Feng had also become a martial arts idiot after going crazy. Furthermore, it was quite rare to have a fight with a master like Song Qingshu, so naturally he would also not give up that easily.

"It's you!" Suddenly Ouyang Feng opened his eyes wide and became angry while looking at the forest not far away.

Song Qingshu vigilantly glanced over, only to see a black shadow flash past. Ouyang Feng let out an angry roar, and hurriedly chased after it.

Song Qingshu was taken aback, he didn't expect Ouyang Feng to abandon their fight like this, and followed him out of curiosity. Su Quan didn't even have chance to stop him, so she could only anxiously stamp her feet, and follow the behind the two of them.

"Where are you running!" Ouyang Feng's voice was like a thunderbolt. The man in black who was fleeing in front paused for a moment, and Ouyang Feng immediately caught up. 

However, the man quickly entered a nearby cave.

Ouyang Feng chased after the man without thinking. Song Qingshu hesitated a bit at first, but when he thought that there was no one on the island that could threaten him, he also followed.

"Don't go in!" Su Quan yelled from the back, but Song Qingshu's movement technique was just too fast, so he had long since disappeared. Looking at the words "Spirit Serpent Cave" in the dark, Su Quan secretly groaned, hesitated for a while, gritted her teeth and went inside as well.

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