Wuxia: I, Song Qingshu, started with a hundred layers of Jiuyang Gong

Chapter 146 You must die today

The haze on Emei’s face was even worse.

“For revenge, I can do whatever it takes!”

“Today, you will surely die!”

“I want to see if you’re as good as rumors.”

“But…”

“I don’t care if you are so powerful as the legend, you must die today!”

“Emei faction, it’s not something you can provoke!”

The old woman gritted her teeth.

“Then you can try it and see if you can defeat me, or kill me?”

Song Qingshu looked indifferent.

His figure suddenly disappeared, and an afterimage flickered away in front of the Dharma Protector disciple.

“Snap!”

That Dharma Protector disciple was directly kicked and flew several meters and fell heavily to the ground.

“Poof!”

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the Dharma Protector disciple’s face turned pale.

Just now, she felt mortal danger.

“You..”

“I don’t care who you are!”

“My Emei faction is not finished with you!”

The Dharma Protector disciple roared angrily.

However, what answered her was a sharp long sword.

“Bell~!”

The sound of metal clashing sounded.

The long sword pierced the throat of the Dharma Protector disciple, and a drop of Yin red blood dripped to the ground.

“Poof!”

The body of the Dharma Protector disciple fell limply to the ground, motionless.

And that afterimage slowly withdrew the long sword.

“Uncle Song!”

Several young disciples ran over one after another, helped that Senior Uncle Song up, and then ran towards the bottom of the mountain.

“Song Qingshu, I remember you!”

Emei’s eyes looking at Song Qingshu were full of resentment.

She hated that she couldn’t make a move now, she could only watch the disciples of the Emei Sect die.

She is unwilling!

The corner of Song Qingshu’s mouth outlined an evil arc, and said lightly: “Emei head, if you say one more word, you may never have the opportunity to say it again.”

The words fell, and he turned to leave.

Leave the head of the Emei faction with a resentful face.

Emei Mountain, Back Mountain.

Next to a stream, a quaint bridge crosses the stream.

The willow branches on both sides sway, the birds chirping, quite a pleasant scenery.

Song Qingshu was strolling around, and suddenly a silhouette in the distance came into his eyes.

“It’s her..”

Song Qingshu’s gaze narrowed slightly.

It was a woman in a purple dress.

The black hair fell to the waist, and a delicate and superb face was like a fairy coming out of a picture scroll, beautiful and pure.

In Song Qingshu’s mind, he couldn’t help but recall what happened last night.

He and Mu Qingyou spent a romantic night together, and both of them were a little drunk.

Later, they hugged each other and slept, and Song Qingshu never dreamed that Mu Qing’s tryst would be a person from the Emei faction.

“Why are you here?”

Mu Qingyou raised his head and saw Song Qingshu standing behind him, his beautiful eyes flashing with surprise.

Song Qingshu’s strength is very strong.

He was able to split the boulder with a sword, but how could he suddenly appear in Mount Emei? How did he find here? Or is it just a coincidence?

Mu Qingyou felt that what she guessed was a bit ridiculous.

“This sentence should be me asking you, why did you come to Emei Mountain?”

Song Qingshu asked rhetorically.

“I should have asked you this.”

“You’re not in the capital, what are you doing in this damn place?”

Song Qingshu continued to ask.

He always had a bad feeling that the Emei faction would choose this place to book.

Something must be plotting.

“I’m practicing in Mount Emei.”

“Is there anything strange about that?”

Song Qingshu frowned.