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Chapter 2089 Mysterious Town

Being stared at by everyone in the audience, the Lu brothers were so embarrassed that their faces were flushed, and they wished that a crack in the ground would crawl into it immediately.

Xue Baochai frowned. After all, the Lu brothers were companions, and after all, they didn't want them to be too embarrassed. So he spoke to break the embarrassing tranquility: "Young Master Jia's chess skills are not good either. Please ask for another one."

"It just so happens that my chess skills are not good. This way I can feel like I meet a good player when playing chess, otherwise it would be too boring one side." Wanyan said with a smile on the chess.

Everyone in the Southern Song Dynasty breathed suffocating. They had never heard of specially looking for opponents with low chess skills to play chess.

"What is your intention to look for Mr. Jia again and again?" Xue Baochai finally couldn't help but stop slandering her with the other party.

Wanyan Chongjie was not angry at all and said with a smile: "I think he is handsome, can't it?"

Xue Baochai never expected that this was the reason. She was instantly held back with all her words. After a long time, she blushed and spat: "Shameless!"

The woman in yellow also snorted coldly: "It's indeed a barbarian country."

Song Qingshu was worried that if the trouble continued, he knew what the other party would do, so he had to say to the two girls: "Forget it, I don't think she is malicious, so I'll let me go over and meet him."

The woman in yellow turned her face and Xue Baochai frowned, obviously it was a little difficult to make a decision.

However, Song Qingshu had already walked directly to the Jin team: "Xiaosheng has come here, don't know where to play chess?"

Seeing that he was really coming, Wanyan's eyes were almost as laughing as crescents: "Go to the carriage, be quiet."

Song Qingshu paused and said with a smirk: "It's not very good."

"I'm not afraid of anything bad, what else do you fear?" Wanyan Zhongjie entered the carriage first and waved to him at the door.

Song Qingshu had a dark face and could only follow him.

The group of people in the Southern Song Dynasty were in an uproar. Xue Pan said in disbelief: "A Jin woman is so open?" In the Southern Song Dynasty, it was completely unimaginable that a girl invited a young strange man to be alone in a small space.

The other young men from the aristocratic families whispered: "After the Western Xia tribute, we must go to the Jin Kingdom. The girls over there are so enthusiastic. If we can...hehehe, it can be regarded as winning glory for the country."

"Even if the women in the Jin Kingdom are enthusiastic, they are still dependent on their faces. Look at the Lu brothers, I am not deliberately targeting you."

"It's okay." The Lu brothers responded with a smile, but their hearts were full of MMP.

Xue Baochai and the woman in yellow looked at each other: "All the women in the Jin Kingdom are like this?"

"It seems not." The woman in yellow used to go to Jinguo often, and the scene at this time was completely different from the common sense she remembered.

At this time, Jiumozhi also bowed to Ouyang Feng: "Brother Ouyang, the little monk has important things, so he will say goodbye first." He had no time to watch these foolish men and women doing things here. There were a lot of things to be dealt with in Tubo, so he had to inform all the checkpoints in order not to be cleaned up by the people of Yipintang.

Brother Ouyang also replied with a greeting: "The King of Ming will be a date later." The other party's martial arts deserve his careful treatment.

At this time, in the carriage, Song Qingshu put Wanyan Chongjie horizontally on his knees and slapped her pretty and straight little buttocks hard: "Little girl, what do you want to do!"

"I want to see you." Wanyan shouted softly, but still replied with a smile.

Seeing her cunning expression, Song Qingshu raised his hand again in anger. Wanyan Chongjie said at this time: "If you call me again, I will scream. Don't blame me if your companions hear it."

Song Qingshu was so angry that he was itchy, but he still didn't dare to fight again.

"You can easily lead to my identity being exposed." Song Qingshu threw her aside and said angrily.

"How can I be so easily exposed? What's more, I've found a reason for you," Wanyan lies on the side of the mat, holding her cheek with her hands, blinking her eyes, "The girl is in love with her spring, can't it?"

Song Qingshu suffocated his breath: "I really admire you."

"This girl is indeed a little lawless." A burst of laughter came from the door of the car, and Ouyang Feng had already walked in.

"Long time no see, Brother Ouyang." A smile appeared on Song Qingshu's face. Although Ouyang Feng is the infamous Western Poison in the martial arts world, he was one of the few friends he had come to this world.

"Actually, it's not long." Ouyang Feng looked at him with bright eyes, and suddenly attacked him without warning.

Song Qingshu was stunned, but there was not much trouble. He raised his palms lightly, arrived first, and pushed away the opponent's attacking palms.

"It's you," Ouyang Feng stopped his hand and relaxed. "Although you have heard the important chapter before, you pretended to be Jia Baoyu, you are not your true face after all, so I'll just try it to rest assured."

"If I were really Jia Baoyu, wouldn't I die unjustly?" Song Qingshu was speechless. Ouyang Feng seemed calm just now, but he showed no mercy at all when he took action. Only he could resolve it calmly.

"I deserve it if I die like that. No one except Brother Qingshu, I will think that I am as frivolous as I did just now." Wanyan snorted.

Ouyang Feng glanced at the two of them with a strange expression, as if asking what had happened just now, and Song Qingshu couldn't stand her straightforwardness.

"Qingshu, you are not allowed to bully her, otherwise I will not spare you." Ouyang Feng seemed to see his thoughts and snorted heavily. After years of getting along, he has loved this little girl from the bottom of his heart as a granddaughter.

Song Qingshu rolled his eyes: "Stop bragging, you can't beat me."

Ouyang Feng's face froze and he snorted: "We value competing people with virtue, but we do not rely on martial arts."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile and said, "Will you feel a little strange if you say this from the mouth of Xi Du?"

Wanyan's Double Day has already been smiling from the side.

...

When Song Qingshu returned to the team, the woman in yellow appeared in front of him in an instant: "Do you know that Jin woman?"

Song Qingshu looked confused: "I don't know you."

"How is that possible!" The woman in yellow obviously would not believe that such a beautiful little girl would really ignore her face because she is handsome, let alone Jia Baoyu's slutty and pink face. How could she be handsome?

At this time, a figure appeared in her heart, and her face changed immediately, and she hurriedly threw away the mixed thoughts.

"Hey, is there a fragrance on your body?" Xue Baochai leaned over to him and sniffed, her eyes full of shock, "Have you ever had physical contact in the carriage?"

Song Qingshu's heart thrilled: "The carriage in his daughter's house is naturally fragrant. It's not surprising that I'll dip in a little bit of it and it's not surprising."

"Is that true?" Xue Baochai and her female colleague in yellow looked at him with suspicion.

Song Qingshu complained secretly, Wanyan Jinjie really made him suffer. If these two women suspect, their identity will be unsecured and they will not be exposed.

We tried our best to hide from two women along the way, and finally waited until nightfall, and the group came to a small town.

"Hey, this town is a bit strange!" Xue Baochai's sensitivity as a spy in the Imperial City Department made her immediately discover something wrong.

"It's indeed a bit strange." The woman in yellow had no time to care about Song Qingshu's problems. She looked at the bleak town and couldn't help but frown.
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