Master Xinmei pinched the watermelon rind in his hand and looked around coldly.
"You have the guts to throw watermelon rinds at people, but you don't have the guts to show up?"
At this moment, laughter suddenly came from an attic in the distance.
"Hey, I'm sorry, my hand slipped just now!"
Song Qian's figure flashed through the night like a ghost, and suddenly appeared on the battlefield, looking at Master Xinmei with a smile.
At this moment, Song Qian was not wearing a hat, and her alluring face looked even more beautiful in the moonlight. Even the monks like her were in a trance when they saw her.
"Amitabha, what does this female donor have to say about this poor monk?"
"No!"
Song Qian shook her head, pointed to a thin and wretched man beside her, and said, "I was going to hit him, but the master's bald head was so bright that he immediately attracted the target."
Master Xinmei's cheeks twitched. Although he knew that the woman in front of him was talking nonsense, he still did not take action immediately. Instead, he said in a kind manner: "May I ask the female donor, what grudge does she have against donor Zhao Zhengyi?"
A breathtakingly beautiful woman, and her strength seemed to be extremely powerful. He didn't have to guess that this kind of woman must have a great background. She might be a contemporary descendant of a certain martial arts holy land.
For such a powerful and beautiful woman whose origin is unknown, even the senior officials of Shaolin Temple such as Master Xinmei do not dare to provoke enemies to Shaolin easily.
The combination of beauty and strength is a sure kill in the world of martial arts, and he is the most difficult being to offend in the martial arts world.
Don't ask, just asking means you are licking too many dogs.
Even a beauty like Lin Xian'er, who is not innate, is surrounded by a bunch of masters, not to mention that Song Qian is younger and more powerful. It would be strange to say that there are no followers around her.
"His name is Zhao Zhengyi?"
Song Qian pointed at the thin man and said with a smile: "I thought he had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He didn't look like a good person at first glance. He happened to have a finished watermelon rind in his hand, so he smashed it over."
A sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, doesn’t he look like a good person?
Zhao Zhengyi's cheeks trembled, looking a little embarrassed, and even showed a hint of anger.
You can insult my strength, but you can't insult my appearance. My name is Justice, and I am upright. If this sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked saying spreads out in the world, how can I still hang out in the world in the future?
"What the girl said is that he is indeed not a good person!"
Ah Fei, who had always looked as cold as a stone without any emotion, suddenly spoke for the rare moment.
Song Qian looked at Ah Fei curiously. Her brother said that this person had excellent swordsmanship, but he looked just ordinary and didn't see anything special.
"Amitabha, this girl, it is not advisable to judge a book by its appearance. Although Donor Zhao does not look good, he is not a bad person. If he had not contributed this time, the Plum Blossom Thief would not have been arrested so easily."
Master Xinmei clasped his hands together and asked in a deep voice: "I dare to ask, is this girl also trying to rescue the Plum Blossom Thief?"
"That scumbag is willing to give up his fiancée to others, who wants to save him!"
Song Qian had a very bad impression of Li Xunhuan and was very rude to him.
But as soon as she said this, everyone present looked strange.
The emotional dispute between Li Xunhuan, Long Xiaotian, and Lin Shiyin has long been spread throughout the world, how could they not know about it?
Long Xiaotian, who had been standing in the woodshed observing what was going on outside, turned extremely gloomy at this moment. He had not planned to come forward, so he walked out directly.
“This girl, although Long doesn’t know her origin, since the matter involves my wife, Long still needs to explain it carefully.
Although my wife had an engagement with Li Xunhuan, it was decided by the elders in the family, and there was actually no personal relationship between the two of them.
The reason why Madam is willing to marry me is because I am the best person to her in the world. She was also moved by my sincerity and just married me as my wife. It was not some compromise with Li Xunhuan!
Besides, my wife is a human being, not a commodity. He is a plum blossom thief that everyone can kill, so what qualifications does he have to give in to me! "
Song Qian stared at him and couldn't help but look twice, "Don't say it, really don't say it. Although you are a traitor and a loyal person with pus in your bones, it is true that you are sincere to Lin Shiyin."
Song Qian's words immediately made Long Xiaoyun unable to deal with them.
If you want to scold someone, then scold them. If you want to praise someone, praise them well. If you scold someone and praise them at the same time, what does this mean?
Should I be angry or not?
In front of so many martial arts heroes, you are making it difficult for me!
"Amitabha, it seems that the girl also has some misunderstandings about Dragon Donor.
But these misunderstandings can be dealt with later. Today, the poor monk came here to steal plum blossoms. If the girl just came to eat melons and watch the show, it would be better to stand back. The sword has no eyes and it will not be beautiful if it hurts the girl. "
A Fei also said, "Girl, please step back, don't get blood splattered all over your body!"
A smile appeared on Song Qian's face, "My brother said that the world is not just about fighting and killing, it is also about human relationships.
Why don't you guys give me some face? Let's find a compromise.
Master, don’t take Li Xunhuan to Shaolin, and you..."
Song Qian pointed at Ah Fei, "Don't try to rescue him. Why don't you let me take that guy named Li Xunhuan away?"
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the courtyard.
This woman is giving me face as soon as she opens her mouth. What is her background?
After a long silence, he said, "I wonder what this female donor is called and where she comes from?"
Song Qian had a look of pride on her face, "I won't change my name when I'm walking, and I won't change my surname when I sit down. I am the Shura Sword Song Qian, from Hunyuan Wuji Xuanmen Tianzong! I wonder if you have ever heard of the name of my sect?"
"this......"
Master Xinmei hesitated for a moment, he was a little unsure.
He had never heard of Hunyuan Wuji or Xuanmen Tianzong, but since Xuanmen was the name of the sect, it must be some hidden Taoist sect.
He is a member of the Buddhist sect. If he says he has never heard of it, will the other party think he looks down on their Taoist sect? If this causes disputes between Buddhism and Taoism, it will be a big trouble.
After a moment's hesitation, Master Xinmei still clasped his hands together with a look of surprise on his face, "It turns out she is a heroine from the Xuanmen Tianzong. The name of the noble sect is also known as the poor monk. It's disrespectful!"
Song Qian curled her lips secretly in her heart. This old monk was really telling lies. The name of this sect was made up casually by her brother when she and her brother left Yangzhou City and prepared to travel around the world as knights.
Just like that, you are still like thunder?
Although she knew that the old monk was talking nonsense, Song Qian still laughed and asked: "So, master, can you give me some face and step back, and let me take away Li Xunhuan?"
"Amitabha, Donor Song, it's not just the poor monk who is making things difficult for you. It's actually the plum blossom thief who has a lot to do with it. He must be taken back to Shaolin for trial."
"So, great monk, you won't give me face?"
As she said that, she turned her head and shouted in the distance: "Brother, you said that when traveling in the world, you need to convince people with reason, but I have been talking about reason for a long time, but others don't give me face. What should I do?"
