Chapter 44: Five Sacred Sword

Mu Wanqing closed her eyes resignedly, but the imaginary fall did not happen. She opened her eyes in doubt, and found that the two of them were standing on a platform protruding from the cliff wall. Looking up, they were several feet away from the place where they jumped. The mountains are surrounded by rain and fog, so I naturally don't know that there is another mystery here.

Realizing that she was in another man's arms, Mu Wanqing hurriedly pushed Song Qingshu away, awkwardly looking for a topic: "This is where you live."

Reminiscing about the girl's unique fragrance that resembled orchid, not musk, musk but not musk, a smile appeared on the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth: "That's right, it's going to rain, come with me."

Mu Wanqing followed behind him cautiously. When she found the tombstone of Mr. Jin Snake, she was startled. Her voice was a little trembling: "Here...why is there a grave here?"

"What's all the fuss about?" Song Qingshu gave her a strange look, and said nonchalantly, "Seeing how fresh and refined his burial place is, I think this Golden Snake Lord must be a hermit."

"Come into my door, there will be no misfortune." Mu Wanqing read the handwriting on the wall, and said strangely, "Look at what it said, this senior seems to have left some martial arts secrets..."

"When I came here, there wasn't a single bird feather." Song Qingshu said angrily, and handed the dry food in the package to Mu Wanqing.

Looking hesitantly at the pancake in his hand, Mu Wanqing was subconsciously worried that there was sweat medicine in it out of a woman's defensive psychology, but after thinking about it, she had been acupunctured just now, and the bastard didn't do anything... So she took the pancake He put it on his lips and bit it down bit by bit.

Mu Wanqing was very uncomfortable for being alone and widowed, and she didn't want to continue to spend time in silence, so she asked nonchalantly, "God, what are you going to do tomorrow?"

"Digging for treasure." Song Qingshu's answer was completely beyond Mu Wanqing's expectations.

"Dig what treasure?" Mu Wanqing looked at him in surprise.

"I heard that there is a treasure on Mount Hua, so I came here to dig it. I just found it a few days ago." Song Qingshu thought for a while and said.

"The treasures you are talking about are martial arts secret books or gold and silver treasures?" Mu Wanqing recalled the scene in the cave, and suddenly realized something in her heart.

"What kind of martial arts secret books, gold, silver and treasures can I eat?" Song Qingshu said stupidly, "I'm here to find a wife. I heard that there are fairies on Mount Hua. Although you are very beautiful, my lady, I still want to look for it again. Let's see if we can find a more beautiful little fairy daughter."

Mu Wanqing blankly gave him a blank look, and didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore. She closed her eyes and rested, her right hand tightly grasping the hilt of the sword, quietly guarding against it.

After a long time, Mu Wanqing opened her eyes and saw that the other party was already lying on the ground and fell into a deep sleep. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and fell asleep in peace...

After waking up the next day, Mu Wanqing looked at the several-foot-high cliff, and felt a little troubled about how to get up. Song Qingshu came to her side, "Hey, leave it to me."

As she spoke, she naturally hugged Mu Wanqing's slender waist. After Mu Wanqing's body stiffened, she gradually softened. Song Qingshu hugged her, using both hands and feet, and climbed up vigorously.

Originally, Mu Wanqing had always suspected that the other party was a martial arts master pretending to be stupid, but when he noticed that his climbing posture was ugly, like an ape, he smiled comfortably, and thought to himself that Goudan'er grew up in the mountains. His skills are learned from the wild beasts in the mountains.

Stepping on the flat ground, Mu Wanqing quickly pushed Song Qingshu away as usual. She originally planned to leave, but thinking that she had nowhere to go, she wondered what the treasure Song Qingshu was talking about, so she followed him step by step.

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "My lady, you really don't want to part with me."

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll shoot you with a poisonous arrow!" Mu Wanqing warned, "Don't call me a lady anymore."

"Okay, lady~" Song Qingshu agreed with a smile.

"you!"

The two of them fought and fought all the way to Huashan Yunvfeng.

Although Huashan Qizong is a well-known and decent sect, but now that the talent is withered, it is not as powerful as Chaoyang Peak's Jianzong. The two traveled all the way, deliberately hiding their tracks, but none of the Qizong disciples found them.

"Would you like to go forward? In front of you is the forbidden area of Huashan School, Siguoya." Mu Wanqing said hesitantly, looking at the steep mountain road in front of him.

"The treasure is up there! Why, lady, are you afraid?" Song Qingshu asked winkingly.

"Hmph, what is this girl afraid of!" Mu Wanqing was originally a reckless master. She was a little scruples about the Huashan School's reputation before, but she was provoked by Song Qingshu, and she didn't care about it.

The two walked through the sky plank road, and finally came to the top of Siguo Cliff. Siguo Cliff has three cliffs, one side is a mountain wall, and there is a cave on the mountain wall. It is extremely deserted all year round.

"The last guest should be Linghu Chong." Song Qingshu mused, "Among so many protagonists, Linghu Chong is quite good. Although he has learned the Dugu Nine Swords, the Wuyue swordsmanship should remain intact in the cave."

Song Qingshu had already figured out that he couldn't fight luck with the protagonist of the original book. He had already given up on all the unique skills of the protagonist in the original book. However, there were still many martial arts in the original book that the protagonist did not monopolize, such as Si Guoya's Wuyue swordsmanship.

"Goudaner, what do you do with a wooden sword on your back all day long?" Mu Wan wondered early in the morning about the thin wooden sword on Song Qingshu's back. In the realm of having a sword, I thought it was just a toy in my heart.

"My lady, because my husband is a master of swordsmanship, I have long disdained to use a sharp sword." Song Qingshu looked narcissistic.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." In the past two days, Mu Wanqing had already seen the other party's hobby of bragging, so she didn't even bother to give him a look of contempt.

Although Song Qingshu was very sure about his own speculation, but he didn't see those sword moves with his own eyes, so everything was unknown. As soon as he entered the cave, he paid special attention to the traces on the wall, and soon found a trace of looseness on the wall behind a tree vine.

With a light palm, Song Qingshu knocked down the stone covered there, bent down and got in.

"Oh!" Seeing the bones all over the floor, Mu Wanqing's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but firmly grasp the sword in her hand.

"I thought it was some kind of treasure. It turned out to be paintings of villains." Although Song Qingshu had a disappointed tone, his eyes quickly scanned the various sword moves on the wall.

"You are a fool, this is clearly an extremely brilliant sword technique." Hearing his voice, Mu Wanqing raised her head, and saw the Wuyue sword technique all over the wall, as well as various methods to crack it.