Pirate’s Infinite Wings

At this time, Fang Lang finally understood why Zhou Zhiruo wanted to drag Song Qingshu up to deal with him. He wanted to use the combined force of Jiuyang Divine Art and Jiuyin Divine Art to deal with him. That is to say, if Zhou Zhiruo used one martial art to deal with herself, her strength No matter how big it is, it won't hurt Fang Lang, but if the two martial arts are fused with each other, they will send out an explosive force in an instant, so that Fang Lang will send a powerful blow.

When Fang Lang thought of this, he secretly regretted that he underestimated the enemy just now, but it was too late to say anything now, and he had to come up with a better way to deal with them.

So, Fang Lang suddenly thought of a way to integrate Jiuyin Kungfu and Nine Yang Kungfu, so that even if the two attacked him separately, he could easily defeat the opponent.

Thinking of this, Fang Lang brought out both kinds of martial arts, and suddenly two forces appeared in his body. These two forces rushed out from his palms, and soon, they moved towards Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu respectively. Onslaught on the past.

At this time, because Song Qingshu's strength was too weak, Song Qingshu couldn't resist Fang Lang's Nine Suns Divine Art attack at all. Soon, his body backed up again and again, and he suddenly felt salty in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted forward come out.

Without one Song Qingshu, no matter how powerful Zhou Zhiruo was, it would be of no avail. She quickly backed away, and then, with a stretch of her long whip, Song Qingshu was wrapped up.

The two sides finally stopped, and Fang Lang cupped his fists towards Zhou Zhiruo and said, "Sect Master Zhou's martial arts are indeed extraordinary. I have learned it before. I think Brother Song's injury is too serious. I have a pill here. You can take it for him when you go back." , and then use internal strength to heal his injuries, I can't think of a few days, and he will recover."

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo clenched her fist tightly, and when she finished listening to Fang Lang's words, she slowly let go of her fist, and she quickly took Fang Lang's pill and said, "Thank you for the medicine. "

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhiruo took the injured Song Qingshu and left Mingjiao. Seeing them walking away, the Eagle King with White Eyebrows stepped forward and said loudly, "Master, are you just letting them go like this?"

Fang Lang sighed slightly, and said, "I don't want to be an enemy of the Emei faction. If I can make a big event small, I will make it small, and if I can make a small matter, I will let it go."

Wei Yixiao said softly: "That's right, what the leader said is right, if we destroy the Emei sect today, wouldn't it make people in the world laugh at our Ming sect for bullying the Emei nuns."

Yang Xiao said coldly: "Song Qingshu has done a lot of evil, leader, why did you give him pills?"

Fang Lang said softly: "I have promised Wudang's head Song that I will take more care of him when I meet Song Qingshu in the future."

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and at this moment, a subordinate walked over quickly and said, "Master, Miss Xiao Zhao has already prepared those delicacies, and she asked you all to eat them."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "Okay, I see, let's go there now."

At the same time, all the subordinates present were drooling, and Fang Lang's stomach growled when he saw them so greedy.

So, Fang Lang turned to everyone and said, "Let's go, let's go back and eat game."

After the words fell, they all returned to the Bright Summit.

When Zhou Zhiruo returned to the Emei Sect, the more she thought about it, the more she felt suffocated. When she saw Song Qingshu next to her, she secretly regretted that she should not have given half of the task of dealing with Fang Lang to him. Seeing him lying on the bed like a dead man, Zhou Zhiruo's stomach kept returning sour water.

At this time, a female disciple came over with a decoction, Zhou Zhiruo pointed to Song Qingshu and said, "Give him a drink quickly."

The female disciple listened and nodded, so she picked up a spoon and stirred the decoction, and then she fed the decoction to Song Qingshu.

Gradually, Song Qingshu slowly opened his eyes, he slowly stretched out his hand, looked at Zhou Zhiruo affectionately with his eyes, and said, "Zhiruo, where am I now, am I in the underworld, you, why did you come here?" , No, you go back quickly, this is not the place you should come to."

Zhou Zhiruo's heart immediately warmed up when she heard that, since she was a child, no one has treated her well except her parents, it's a pity that they are all dead.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo slowly walked to the bed, she showed a faint smile and said, "Qing Shu, take care of your injuries and don't think about anything."

Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Zhiruo, as long as I can see you every day, my injury will heal soon."

Zhou Zhiruo immediately turned her face away, and then she walked towards the door, no matter how Song Qingshu called her name, Zhou Zhiruo did not answer.

But at this time, when Fang Lang and the others were all full of wine and food, the White-browed Eagle King said with a smile: "Wait to ask Xu Da to hunt more prey next time, so that we can eat delicious food every day."

Fan Yao smiled and said, "Eagle King, you are really strong, you can't get enough of all the delicious food."

Fang Lang waved his hands again and again, and said, "I think we are almost done, and we can't always bother Xu Da. He is a general now, and he wants to lead troops to fight. This hunting is just for entertainment."

Everyone nodded when they heard it, and Yang Xiao said softly, "That's right, if Xu Da hunted wild game for us every day, then he wouldn't have the heart to lead troops to fight and make suggestions."

Everyone thought it made sense, and the White-browed Eagle King waved his hands again and again, saying: "Forget it, I don't think the game will be eaten, let Xu Daduo make suggestions and let the soldiers kill a few more Mongolian soldiers. "

Fang Lang said with a smile: "Whenever we have time, let's go hunting by ourselves, and I will take you there then."

Everyone agreed.

After a while, Fang Lang wrote a letter about meeting Song Qingshu, and he conveyed it to Song Yuanqiao by means of flying pigeons.

Xin, his heart was relieved. Although he was not optimistic about the fact that his son took refuge in Emei, it was much better than living on the streets. Moreover, he had offended the beggars a few times before, and he was always worried that the people of the beggars would seek him out. Song Qingshu's trouble.

For this reason, Song Yuanqiao wrote a reply letter to Fang Lang, in order to thank Fang Lang for helping him take care of his son's kindness, and also said that if he needs help in the future, even if he comes to Wudang to find him, he will definitely help.

Afterwards, Song Yuanqiao conveyed the letter to Fang Lang of Mingjiao through this carrier pigeon, and Fang Lang felt relieved after reading it. ..