Flower Stealing Master

"A liar~" The red-clothed girl pouted, obviously not believing his answer, "It's really stingy, she obviously doesn't want to teach, but she said it's not suitable.??" She was born in a wealthy and noble family, and she has been cared for by many stars since she was a child. , What do you want, plus you are not a member of the world, so I don't know the rules of the world, and I don't know that the martial arts of masters have never been spread.

Song Qingshu didn't care too much, just smiled and said, "My martial arts need to be practiced with a woman in bed. You are a girl, how do you practice?"

The girl in red was startled, and subconsciously replied: "I can practice with you on the bed."

When she saw Song Qingshu's smile, she finally reacted, her pretty face flushed immediately, and she couldn't help but screamed: "Indecent!" She was taught by a famous teacher since she was a child, although she is not well acquainted with martial arts in the world. But it is also considered to understand that there is no practice in bed, obviously this person deliberately teased himself like this.

Seeing her expression, Song Qingshu guessed her thoughts and said with a gloomy face: "I kindly told the cultivation method, but I was misunderstood by you. This world is true. Everyone believes in lies and tells the truth. No one believes the words."

The girl snorted, but did not answer. At this moment, the Kung Fu Xiao Er had brought up the food she had just ordered, and she moved a few chopsticks at will and picked a few light ones to eat.

The chopsticks were poking aimlessly in the plate, and the girl sat there with her cheek in her hand and did not answer.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Qingshu didn't stop talking to her, and continued to drink.

"Do you know that it rained last night?" At this moment, a few people suddenly came up from the ladder. They were talking and scanning the audience. They saw an empty table next to Song Qingshu and they walked straight over here.

Song Qingshu looked around at random and saw their identity as disciples of the Beggar Gang, but unlike other disciples of the Beggar Gang they had seen before, the clothes of these people were clean and tidy, but they looked like a dog.

"It should be a disciple of the Jingyi School." Song Qingshu secretly thought. The dispute between the beggars' gang of clean clothes and dirty clothes has been around for a long time. When the trouble was the most fierce, there was even a tendency to merge. Later, Huang Rong divided the beggars into three points. This problem is solved to a certain extent.

The two beggar gangs in Xiangyang and Hebei are mostly disciples of the dirty clothes sect. Because the Jiangnan beggar gang is located in a wealthy place, the disciples of the clean clothes sect occupy the mainstream. The places where the clean clothes sect and the dirty clothes sect are located are thousands of miles apart. The contradiction between the two sides.

"Yes, the sky was clear yesterday, but it rained suddenly. It's really evil." The disciples of the beggar gang sat down at the nearby table.

"You don't know, right? I heard someone cast a spell last night and successfully brought the rain down."

"Spellcasting? Do you also believe in this kind of tricking children into pretending to be a ghost?"

"This time I really didn't pretend to be a fool. There were tens of thousands of people in the palace who witnessed it with their own eyes yesterday."

"Who is so good?"

"Golden Snake King Song Qingshu."

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Hearing them discussing themselves, Song Qingshu did not fluctuate at all, but the red-clothed **** the opposite side moved her ears and instantly pricked her ears.

"What's the matter of calling the wind and calling the rain? He has done it once in Shandong before and wiped out the tens of thousands of elite troops of the Manchu Qing Dynasty."

"I used to think these were false, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"Hey, it's nothing to call the wind or rain, so what do you think?"

"Of course he is Ling Xu ascending to the sky, step by step up to the clouds, the gods are no different."

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Hearing these people complimenting him, Song Qingshu is still a bit dark, but he can't jump out and say that he is Song Qingshu. The feeling is like walking at night in Jinyi, and it is really itchy, but as an expert, he should have something. The posture is still necessary, and he coughs lightly, still looking calm and breezy.

The red-clothed girl looked back at him, but was obviously more interested in what was being discussed next to her, and continued to listen attentively.

"Song Qingshu should be the most outstanding character among the younger generation."

"Yes, as far as I know, this Lin'an City doesn't know how many ladies and wives regard him as the lover of their dreams."

"Hehehe, even if he is martial arts, he will be squeezed dry by these women."

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Listening to the wretched laughter next door, Song Qingshu was speechless for a while. He couldn't help but think of the previous national husband and all kinds of young model Internet celebrity girlfriends. There was a strengthened row. Netizens saw it with envy and hatred. I didn't expect that one day I would be treated like this.

The red-clothed **** the opposite side snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass on the side and threw it over.

"Oh!" With a scream, the disciples of the beggar gang stood up one after another, "Which one has eaten the courage of the bear heart and leopard?"

"My grandmother, your aunt!" the girl in red replied coldly.

Those in the beggar gang were originally angry, but seeing such a young and beautiful girl, their anger was mostly relieved: "I wonder why the girl splashed us with wine?"

Song Qingshu looked at it and nodded secretly. Huang Rongyu's skills are really good. Although the Jiangnan Beggar Gang has been separated, it still has a bit of chivalry spirit and did not rely on the crowd to do the overbearing things.

"You are short-sighted, and the frogs at the bottom of the well are fine, but you utterly talk about it there. This girl really can't listen." The red-clothed girl held a wine glass in her hand and played with it again.

"Please also ask the girl to enlighten us on what was wrong with what we just said." The beggars helped the disciples to resist their anger.

"For example, the sentence just now, "The youngest generation of Song Qingshu is the best", is not the frog at the bottom of the well." The girl in red said lightly.

Seeing that the topic actually touched on himself, Song Qingshu was shocked for a while, was this counted as being shot while lying down?

The beggars helped the disciples to laugh angrily: "Then ask the girl to tell me a peer who is even better than Song Qingshu."

"Since you are asking sincerely, this girl will not hesitate to enlighten me," the girl in red almost killed the people on the other side. "That Song Qingshu's deeds are nothing more than misrepresentation, deceiving you quack and mud legs. Good man, the person who sang the champion outside Donghuamen is a good man. The current champion Lang Wei Ruolan is not only the champion outside Donghuamen, but also the champion of martial arts. The double champion of civil and military can be said to be unprecedented. Isn’t his character comparable to that of a surnamed Song?"

Song Qingshu couldn't help but touch his nose. He didn't feel angry. There was still some tolerance, but she was curious in her heart. When the girl mentioned Wei Ruolan, she looked like a fan and she didn't know what she was doing. What is the relationship with Wei Ruolan, is it his sister?

Several disciples of the Beggar Gang looked at each other. You must know that since the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the self-reliance of the self-reliance of the Song dynasty was to emphasize the culture and despise the military. Fang Weihao, the champion outside Donghuamen, is actually the common sense of the Chinese people.

However, it may be because of the same hatred of people in the rivers and lakes. I subconsciously dislike those high-ranking officials. One of the disciples of the beggars snorted: "I heard that Wei Ruolan is the son-in-law of Yushi Miyuan. Which official in the DPRK would dare Don't give Shi Miyuan a face, who knows how Wei Ruolan, the number one scholar, came here."

The girl suddenly became furious, and saw a flash of red shadow, and the person who made the noise had already received a loud slap in the face——

The first golden leader of this book was born, thank you Bai Hailang for your support! 8