The Strongest Supporting Role in Martial Arts: the Beginning of a Sword Book to Ward off Evil

This time, Song Qingshu made his move in a hurry, so he didn't have time to put on his mask. Naturally, his face was exposed. He didn't want his true face to be exposed. In that case, his identity would definitely not be concealed. trouble.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Song Qingshu also locked onto these people instantly, and the bone-penetrating nails in his hands shot out again, instantly piercing their bodies, and the bodies of several people froze suddenly, and then fell to the ground.

"Cough, cough, I often meet spring here, thank you Shaoxia for saving your life!"

After seeing this scene, the middle-aged man was obviously also shocked. Although he said that with his strength, under normal circumstances, he would kill these... Yuan Bing has no problem, but it is obvious that he wants to solve such an understatement. It can't be done, and this method is obviously the same as the famous white-clothed death god on the rivers and lakes recently.

The shock in his heart can be imagined, although it is said that the white-clothed Death God is not very old, but he did not expect to be so young, this face looks like fourteen or fifteen years old at most.

"Chang Yuchun, it really is him!"

After hearing the other party's words, Song Qingshu immediately understood, obviously, as he had imagined, what happened to Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji was actually encountered by himself.

"No need to be polite, just a few tartars are just a little effort! But unfortunately, I still shot late and couldn't save the child in your arms!"

Song Qingshu said.

"Hey! It's not the young man's fault, it can only be the fault of the young master! It's a pity that the only bloodline of the master has perished! These...damn Tartars!"

After Chang Yuchun looked at the breathless child in his arms, he sighed and said.

"I don't know where Brother Chang came from"

Song Qingshu asked.

"My sneaky lord was Zhou Ziwang before. He raised troops to return to Yuan, but was betrayed by traitors, defeated and killed. I escorted the young lord to escape here all the way, I didn't expect..."

Chang Yuchun said.

"It turns out that Big Brother Chang is the Anti-Yuan Rebel Army!"

Song Qingshu said.

"Compared with the young hero, Chang is far behind. The young hero's prestige has made our ears pierce our ears recently. The rebels like me admire the young hero very much, and they have slaughtered thousands of Tartars single-handedly!"

Chang Yuchun said.

"So what, it is trivial to overthrow Yuan Ting by relying on personal power after all!"

Song Qingshu shook his head and said.

"Yeah, in front of the imperial court, the power of an individual is really too insignificant!"

Chang Yuchun sighed.

"I don't know where Brother Chang is going next"

Song Qingshu asked.

"First bury the young master, and then I'm going to Butterfly Valley to find Uncle Hu Qingniu for medical treatment. Before the war, I was plotted by a gangster and hurt my heart!"

Chang Yuchun said.

"But the Butterfly Valley Doctor Hu Qingniu"

Song Qingshu asked.

"Exactly!"

Chang Yuchun nodded and said.

At the same time, the crying next to them also aroused the idea of ​​​​the two people.

"Hey! It's all my fault for implicated the boatman. If the boatman hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have been killed by these... Tartars!"

Chang Yuchun said.

Song Qingshu's gaze also fell on the little girl. She saw that the little girl was wearing a coarse cloth and her watery eyes seemed to be able to speak. At this moment, the pear blossoms and rain on her face made people feel a sense of pity in their hearts. .

"What's your name"

Seeing this, Song Qingshu came to the little girl and asked.

"I, my name is Zhou Zhiruo, big brother, can you save my father?"

Zhou Zhiruo said.

"Zhou Zhiruo, what a good name, Zhiruo... your father is dead, you mourn!"

After looking at Zhou Zhiruo's appearance, Song Qingshu also sighed.

Dad! Dad! Zhou Zhiruo saw this, and the expression on her face became even more sad.

"Okay, Zhiruo, it's safe to put your father in the ground first!"

Song Qingshu said.

Then Song Qingshu and Chang Yuchun dug a pit and buried Zhou Zhiruo's father and Zhou Ziwang's son.

"Zhiruo, do you have any other relatives?"

Song Qingshu asked.

"No, I only have my father and one relative!"

Zhou Zhiruo said.