Flower Stealing Master

Su Quan pursed his mouth and smiled, and all of a sudden, the whole room was full of spring, and no one would pay attention to the residual panic on his face, "I don't know Ouyang Feng's snake control method, but I have this."

After speaking, he took out a sachet from his arms. Song Qingshu took it and subconsciously put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. The fragrance of the woman's body couldn't hide the strange smell: "What's inside?"

Su Quan's face turned red, and he quickly grabbed it, opened the sachet, poured out some powder and applied it on Song Qingshu's body: "This is realgar powder. There are poisonous snakes everywhere on Shenlong Island. People in the teaching rely on this to defend themselves."

"Why did I forget this?" Song Qingshu was overjoyed. Those greasy and highly poisonous long worms are disgusting when they think about it. Of course it would be better not to touch them.

The two of them walked towards Ouyang Feng step by step, and Su Quan was sprinkling realgar powder in front of them as they walked. The intertwined venomous snakes seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying, and they drew back to the corner, and soon a blank road was formed in front of them. .

Ouyang Feng sensed the approach of the two of them and suddenly opened his eyes and stared at them vigilantly. He is now at a critical moment when his luck is threatening. If Song Qingshu comes to him and wants to take his life, it will be easy.

Although Ouyang Feng's mind was chaotic, his instinctive reaction to danger was still there, and soon large drops of sweat leaked out of his forehead.

"Ouyang Feng, you don't have to worry, I have absolutely no intention of harming me. This time I came here to help you detoxify."

Noting Ouyang Feng's anomaly, Song Qingshu quickly clarified, lest the saved person becomes a harm instead of failing.

"Ouyang Feng?"

Ouyang Feng is using his whole body skills to force poison, and in an inverted posture, blood and blood rushes straight into his forehead. Suddenly there is a trace of clarity in his always chaotic brain. Suddenly, he heard Song Qingshu call his name, and Ouyang Feng moved in his heart and felt that he could find it. I was about to think about something important to me, and suddenly I had a splitting headache.

After hearing Ouyang Feng's scream, his whole body trembled. Song Qingshu was startled. Could it be that his sudden appearance made him go crazy?

Before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly came to Ouyang Feng and sealed a few big holes on his body continuously.

"what?"

Song Qingshu realized that his strength was like defeating Xu, and Ouyang Feng had practiced the "Nine Yin Zhenjing" processed by Huang Rong, which had already reversed the meridian.

"Do you have any detoxification medicine in your body?" Song Qingshu looked at Su Quan anxiously.

"Yes, there are, but they can't solve the poison of the colorful dragon." Su Quan said hesitantly.

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor. Bring it quickly." Song Qingshu spread his hand and took a few pills that Su Quan had taken out and stuffed his brain into Ouyang Feng's mouth.

Song Qingshu urged the body's Zhen Qi to follow the "Shen Zhao Jing" route, and the strength in his hands became gentle and warm, helping Ouyang Feng to digest the medicine.

Su Quan looked at the smoke rising above their heads, knowing that their luck was at a critical juncture. He was worried that Song Qingshu could not save Ouyang Feng, but also worried that Ouyang Feng would recover and attack Song Qingshu. So he put his hands in his arms and quietly pinched a few pieces. The hidden weapon is on guard.

"Wow!"

After a long time, Ouyang Feng spit out a big mouthful of black blood, thick as ink, and smelly.

"What a powerful snake!" Ouyang Feng slowly opened his eyes and said with some fatigue.

"Of course, the colorful dragon is the treasure of my Shenlong Sect." Although Su Quan is now in a delicate situation in teaching, he is still somewhat content with the power of the colorful dragon.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for the old man who didn't carry any medicine, this mere poison would do nothing to me." Ouyang Feng snorted disdainfully.

Back then, Ouyang Feng made the name of western poison. He was not only good at poisoning, but also good at detoxification. However, detoxification often had to be combined with certain drugs to get twice the result with half the effort. Detoxification by internal force alone had limited effects. If it weren’t for Ouyang Feng’s long-term exposure to poisons, he already had a certain degree of anti-toxicity in his body, coupled with his toad power and bad luck nine yin, he is good at detoxification, he was poisoned by the colorful dragon, no matter how deep his skills, he would only have a life. Copies.

However, the colorful dragon is not an ordinary creature after all. With the power of the poison in the west, it can barely control the poison in the body. Fortunately, Song Qingshu was on the wrong side, and he was stuffed with a lot of antidote. Although the medicine was not right, but with the power of western poison, he could cleverly use the principle of repelling the nature of the medicine to gain a respite, and finally forced out the toxin with a rush.

"Don't be too busy, old poison, we have all been secretly calculated, and now the exit is blocked by tens of thousands of kilograms of stone gates, and we need your help."

Hearing the words "old poison", Ouyang Feng flashed a thin anger in his eyes, but soon covered it up, and snorted: "I heard that Lin Chaoying's tomb of the living dead had a broken dragon stone, which was worth tens of thousands of catties. Because Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying can’t open it up, I’m afraid neither of you nor I can stand that.”

"Those two Tsundere martial arts are high, but their brains are not good. They are only tens of thousands of catties. I have at least two ways to get out." Song Qingshu said calmly, as if it were not difficult.

, I don't know if Song Qingshu is bluffing Ouyang Feng, but thinking of the moment when he was in desperation, he was panicked, but the other party was so calm and unhurried. With Su Quanyan's flirtatious temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"What method, let's listen." Ouyang Feng was led to the tomb by Li Mochou, and fought with her master. Although he seriously injured the other side, he was worried that the tomb sect would put down the broken dragon stone and die together. I took advantage of the situation to retreat, and heard that Song Qingshu had a way to deal with Broken Dragon Stone, naturally he became interested.

"That's..." Song Qingshu just said, suddenly hey, raised his head and looked at Ouyang Feng carefully.

Ouyang Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, although his clothes were still in tatters and his hair was messy, he no longer felt the sloppyness he had before. Sitting there casually, it was the grandmaster of Yuan Zhen Yuezhi.

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and Song Qingshu asked in surprise: "The old man has recovered his sanity?" Su Quan was startled when he heard Song Qingshu's words, and his hand holding the hidden weapon tightened.

As Ouyang Feng glanced at Su Quan casually, Su Quan immediately felt like his whole body was swallowed by thunder. The pressure made Su Quan unable to help but let out a hidden weapon to fight to the death.

Perceiving the abnormality of the two of them, Song Qingshu took a light step and stepped between the two. Su Quan immediately felt the pressure disappeared from his body.

Ouyang Feng looked away, hehe smiled, "Why don't you call me old poison?"

"This nickname is only a good friend of the old man's life who is qualified to call it. How dare you be abrupt in the next." Song Qingshu changed his words without a trace of obscurity.

"Old beggar..." Ouyang Feng fell into a tinge of nostalgia, but quickly recovered, and snorted coldly, "Your boy is clearly not weaker than the previous Wujue, so why bother to fall into his own identity and consider himself a junior."

Song Qingshu chuckled, thinking that it wasn't that you couldn't figure out your temperament. In case of a disagreement and fight again, although he was not afraid, he was too wronged.

Ouyang Feng has been confused for more than ten years. Now that Lingtai is clear and bright, he can't help but feel very good. Seeing Song Qingshu not speaking, he suddenly became interested and continued: "Although the old man's head was a little awkward before, he still remembers some things in his eyes. ."

"The younger generation, who can be called super masters, were originally Xiao Feng from the Liao Kingdom and Zhang Wuji from Mingjiao. In recent years, your kid has risen suddenly, but all the people who have been defeated by you before, except for a Fangzheng monk, are the rest. No master, I thought that your'No. 1 master of the Manchu Dynasty' was just a vain name, but I didn't expect that in these two fights, you won't be a master of martial arts."

Strictly speaking, Ouyang Feng was still a little bit down in the two matches, but Ouyang Feng regained his sanity, and his arrogance in the past was naturally restored. He was naturally not insane. He can agree that Song Qingshu is not under him. It is already very good. High evaluation.

Su Quan on one side was a little dissatisfied. Although she and Hong Antong look close together, but the dignified leader of Shenlong, Megatron Liaodong for decades, how come to Ouyang Feng's mouth is not even a master, but after another thought, her nominal husband and Compared with these two people, the difference in martial arts is indeed a bit big, and I can't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Mr. Ouyang is absurdly praised. The previous martial arts seniors fought by instinct. Ten levels of strength can at most play seven or eight levels. They can't beat the seniors below, let alone the present." The image of Ouyang Feng Wuzhi was too impressed in Song Qingshu's mind. But I didn't want to evoke the idea of ​​the opponent's competition again, so I had to admit defeat first.

"You have too much scruples in your mind. It is a miracle to be able to practice martial arts to this level," Song Qingshu's mind Ouyang Feng could also guess the seven or eight, and frowned and said, "You thought I was just now. Complimenting you?"

"Eh?" Song Qingshu couldn't help being speechless.

"As a super master, but you don't have the arrogance of a super master, you care too much about the gains and losses in your heart, and you will inevitably seem a little wretched when you speak and act." Ouyang Feng said contemptuously.

"Isn't it?" Song Qingshu said depressedly.

"You and I obviously have the same martial arts skills, but you have a lot of worries when you talk, for fear that you might offend the old man a little bit. The old man really doesn't know what you are afraid of?" Ouyang Feng gave him a blank look.

"Now that we are in the Jedi, I am not worried about accidentally offending Mr. Ouyang and causing an unnecessary fight." Song Qingshu argued that his face was a little uncontrollable when he said it.

"You have offended the old man. Whether you want to fight with you or not is an issue that the old man should consider." Ouyang Feng paused, with a smile on his face. "Your martial arts are so high, the old man is not sure that he can win and he is full. Do you fight with you after holding on?"

"Huh?" Song Qingshu didn't react.

"If it wasn't for you to save the old man's life, the old man would not bother to talk to you so much." Ouyang Feng glared at him angrily. This time he survived the catastrophe, instead he regained his sanity. Ouyang Feng was very happy at first, but all the things in the past slowly came to his heart, inevitably feeling a little sad. Seeing Song Qingshu's handsome and unrestrained appearance, Ouyang Feng inevitably thought of Ouyang Ke back then, so he thoughtfully gave some advice.

"Do you know what your biggest problem is now?" Ouyang Feng said slowly.