"Brother Chen!" Huo Qingtong and others hurriedly went up to check, and Xulagu took the opportunity to retreat aside, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Don't worry, I can't die." Chen Jialuo opened his eyes weakly. He avoided the vital points at the critical moment just now, but unfortunately he was still seriously injured.

While asking his companions to bandage Chen Jialuo's wounds, Huo Qingtong turned around and glared at Xulagu: "You have been too much to use firearms. Now you are still using this despicable strategy to hurt people!"

Xulagu sneered: "Miss Huo also came from the battlefield. Don't you think these words are ridiculous?"

Huo Qingtong bit his lip, and he was indeed doing everything on the battlefield. Strictly speaking, there was no problem with the other party's behavior: "Okay, we will settle the debt with the prince sooner or later."

Hulagu laughed: "I have heard too many such meaningless threats over the years. Are you still crawling under our Mongolian cavalry and begging for mercy?"

The Muche Lun tribe had a blue face, but he had no choice but to do anything to him. Xixia was worried about the conflict between the two sides, so he hurriedly sent someone to reconcile and announced the start of the fourth game.

In the fourth game, Xu Zhu from Shaolin played against Wang Baobao from Ruyang Palace.

Song Qingshu was a little confused about how the two of them fought. Although Xu Zhu's martial arts skills were strong, Wang Baobao seemed to be cheating now. In addition, he had been practicing murderous aura on the battlefield, so it was really not necessary to win anyone.

However, what surprised him was that Wang Baobao had not appeared after Xu Zhu came to power, and he realized that Wang Baobao's location was empty.

"Hey, where has he gone?" Everyone had the same doubts in their hearts.

Because of Wang Baobao's absence, Xu Zhu directly advanced, which disappointed the audience who were originally waiting to watch the dragon and tiger fight. Although Wang Baobao was arrogant, his domineering president attracted the favor of many people. In addition, he was tall and handsome, everyone was looking forward to him winning the championship.

Now that he left, except for Xiao Feng, he was barely able to get through, there was only a cripple who liked to use tricks, an ugly monk, and the Jia Baoyu who was the most reluctant to be slapped.

"It actually made such a guy enter the semi-finals." People around him kept pointing at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was confused, but he didn't expect that everyone's opinions about him were so big.

After the competition, Song Qingshu and

Xue Baochai returned to the camp and showed her face. At night, she closed the door early and went to bed under the pretext of being tired, and then slipped out quietly. Anyway, with his light skills, even the redness of Zhongyuan could not be noticed, so naturally there would be no flaws.

After leaving the temple, he changed his face and entered the palace. When he learned that he was coming, Li Qinglu rushed into his arms early with a ray of fragrant wind.

"You bad guy, I haven't seen me for so long." Li Qinglu wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction.

Song Qingshu was stunned: "It seems like it's not a few days."

"He is free and happy outside, so how can he remember us?" A cold voice came, and it turned out that Mu Wanqing was also standing not far away.

"I have no freedom and happiness. I always think of you. Are you here to come to you whenever I have time?" Song Qingshu felt guilty and thought that he was becoming more and more shameless.

Mu Wanqing sneered: "Now the tone of speaking is becoming more and more like my bastard father."

Knowing that she was referring to Duan Zhengchun, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel ashamed and hurriedly used his means to coax him.

Li Qinglu knew that Mu Wanqing was famous for being hard-mouthed and soft-hearted. Seeing that she was inclined to surrender, she hurriedly said: "Sister Mu, don't be deceived by him. The Tubo princess lived in the Southern Song Dynasty yesterday, and he was probably happy there last night."

Song Qingshu's old face turned hot. Princess Jincheng looked gentle and ladylike, but she was extremely enthusiastic and unrestrained in her bones. She really allowed him to enjoy all the gentleness last night, but of course she couldn't admit it at this moment: "She and I are innocent, don't think too much."

"Qingqingqingbai?" Li Qinglu didn't like his trick. "I don't know who sent her back to Yipintang. I noticed that she had a sad look before, but she was sent back by you, but her eyes were filled with peach blossoms. Haha..."

Song Qingshu was overwhelmed and hurriedly changed the topic: "By the way, why did Wang Baobao's group suddenly disappear today?"

Mu Wan gave him a clear look, obviously knowing what he was thinking, but she still replied: "According to our investigation, he seemed to have received a letter earlier, and then his expression changed drastically and he hurriedly left with people. We could not stop him, so we let him go out of the city."

"The face changed drastically?" Song Qingshu's heart sank. Could it be that something happened to Zhao Min? He couldn't help but worry for a moment.

"Sister Mu, look

He must be thinking about other women again when he is like this." Li Qinglu snorted dissatisfied.

Song Qingshu came to his senses and picked her up: "You little hoof, if you don't take care of you today, you don't know what a husband's lead is!"

Li Qinglu's body became soft in an instant when she was hugged by him, and she looked at him with charming eyes: "You have been obsessed with the Tubo Princess who had been drought for so long, can you still deal with others?"

Song Qingshu was immediately angry. It was fine if anything else. How could he admit defeat in such a thing? He slapped her on the buttocks, hugged her and walked into the room.

"Adolescent husband and wife!" Mu Wanqing, who was beside her, spat secretly. She was much more conservative in this regard, not as relaxed as Li Qinglu. Seeing this, she blushed and left. The three sisters had established the so-called offensive and defensive alliance before, but at this time they did not go up and get jealous.

On the other hand, a group of people in the Shaolin Pavilion were discussing heatedly. Kong Wen said: "I was worried about Wang Baobao before. Today he was not here, and Xu Zhu's chances of winning the championship have increased a lot."

"Yes, even if Hulagu was not injured, he was not Xu Zhu's opponent, let alone his legs are broken now." Another monk of the Kong generation nodded.

"But you shouldn't be careless. The musket in Hulagu's hand is amazing. If you are accidentally shot, you may not be able to block the indestructible body of the Vajra." A monk with the Xuan generation analyzed.

"Yes, the Bai Yuhuan before was obviously unfathomable in martial arts, but he was seriously injured by him; today Chen Jialuo almost lost his life, Xu Zhu, you must be careful tomorrow." A monk of Fang generation asked.

Xu Zhu clasped his hands together: "Please rest assured that Hulagu's musket is powerful, as long as he is prepared in advance, it will not be difficult to avoid it. Moreover, with the lesson Chen Duke Chen has taught me today, I will not be careless at all."

At this moment, a long laugh rang out in the yard: "Hahaha, are you all the monks studying how to deal with this king?"

Xu Zhu and others were shocked and hurriedly went out to investigate. They saw Xu Lagu sitting in a wheelchair, with many Mongolian warriors and Japanese masters standing behind him.

"Amitabha, the prince visited late at night, what's the matter?" Kong Wen felt a stern heart. He thought of the blood-slaughtered situation of the Goryeo and Hualazimo restaurants before, and thought, could they have to use the same trick again today?
Chapter completed!