Flower Stealing Master

"Yeah, yeah, we are here to marry the princess, but we are not here to come to you to investigate the case." Prince Zongzan on one side also roared, but Kumazhi next to him couldn't stop him, thinking that people from other tantric schools tried He came back to Tibet through Mongolia, so the relationship between Tubo and Mongolia was very tense. As a result, the prince seemed to be an echo bug of other Mongolians, which was really a headache.

"Yes, Goryeo just killed a few insignificant people. Let so many of us wait, is it fair?" Dongying's Yuchai Xiusheng said coldly with both hands reporting the sword.

"It doesn't matter?" Fu Junxiu's eyebrows suddenly twisted.

"Perhaps you are a big man in Korea, but for our countries, it's not a fart. At least your Crown Prince of Korea is not dead yet." Yuchai Xiusheng obviously didn't pay attention to Goryeo.

"Bastard!" Fu Junyu was not as patient as the senior sister. He was furious, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed. The shadow flashed, and the next second he appeared three feet away from the opponent.

At this time, the samurai next to Yuchai Xiusheng stepped forward, and the people around only felt that there was a flower in front of her. The next moment Fu Junyu had flew back several feet away, her face was very ugly, because she was empty in her hand and the long sword had been taken away by the opponent.

The Toyo Samurai was the Yanagyu Jubei who had seen him at the inn before. He gently flicked the long sword in his hand and said with a sneer: "The magical skill of swordsmanship is nothing but this."

Song Qingshu secretly cried out a pity. I have seen Fu Junyu dance the sword before, knowing that her swordsmanship will not lead to defeat by such a trick. In the final analysis, she is too young and a little impetuous. , Just now, Fu Junyu was agitated by the other party's words, impulsively attacked blindly, and was caught by others.

Of course, the Dongying people's hand-to-hand skills are also really a little tricky.

Fu Junyu planned to rush over again, but was stopped by her sister: "Your current mental state is not suitable for another shot."

Fu Junyu frowned, but knew that she was right.

Fu Junxi looked at Liusheng Shibingwei and said: "I heard that Xinyin Liu has three unique skills,'killing swords','living swords', and'no swords'. Today I saw'no swords'. Same as usual."

Jubei Yanagyu laughed, "You still have a little eye..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a white shadow flashing in front of him, and he hurriedly retreated, looking down at the clothes that had been cut a few inches on his chest, his face was ugly.

Fu Jun-in-law returned to the place and returned the recaptured knife to Fu Junyu: "New

Yinliu's martial arts is nothing more than this. "

Song Qingshu looked at it and nodded secretly. In fact, just as Fu Junyu did not appear to be as far behind Liu Sheng Shibingwei, Fu Junyu's martial arts did not significantly exceed that. It was completely due to tactical opponents and the timing was just right. This was achieved. This unexpected disparity effect.

"You..." After being treated in the same way as a human being, Jubei Yanagi's face flushed red, and he put his hand on the handle of the knife, ready to rush out immediately.

Yelu Nanxian stepped forward to stop both sides at this time: "Okay, you don't have to hurt your peace for this. The recruitment of relatives will be officially held in three days. The array list will be announced in the next two days. Don't worry, everyone."

A few of them had discussed this matter with Song Qingshu before. People from so many countries gathered in Xixia, it was like a gunpowder keg that could explode at any time, and the matter should be settled as soon as possible.

"That's the best." Fang Yeyu nodded in satisfaction when he heard this answer, no longer interested in the rest, and left directly with a bunch of Mongolian warriors.

Prince Zongzan also left with a smile: "My princess wife, this prince will marry you soon."

Hearing a black thread from other people, they cursed silly.

The group of people in Dongying looked at the Koreans with bad eyes, but Yelu Nanxian didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. They were blocked between the two sides. They couldn't really take the risk of offending the Xixia people here. They had no choice but to snorted: "You Koreans will only rely on others for shelter. If you can protect them for a while, how can you protect them for the rest of your life." After speaking, a group of people left sadly.

Each of the Koreans showed indignation, but after so many important people died in succession, they didn't have the energy to quarrel with the Dongying people at this time.

Yelu Nanxian began to appease the people in Korea about the murder of Jin Ruo first, and the people in Yipintang and the work they brought also began to work, inquiring everyone's confession, examining the body, and so on.

Song Qingshu came to Fu Junyu's room and found that the young girl was sitting on a stool sulking, her mouth pouting high.

Before he could speak, the other party said first: "Don't bother me, this girl is in a bad mood today."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile: "But it's just that the opponent took the weapon accidentally, what's the big deal."

"Which pot doesn't open and lift which pot, believe it or not, I'll beat you!" Fu Junyu suddenly exploded and disappeared from the stool. He grabbed Song Qingshu by the collar and pressed him against the wall.

Feeling the faint softness of the chest, Song Qing

The writing is weird, this little girl is really angry, and she doesn't even care about men and women.

With a light cough, he calmly said, "I'm telling the truth. You obviously planned to fight that Yushiba Hidekatsu. As a result, Jubei Yanagyu sneaked in from the side, and he was lucky enough to succeed. Such a despicable act. Everyone sees it."

Fu Junyu sipped: "What do you dude know? If you lose, you lose. I should have been prepared for these things. Unfortunately, I was too impulsive at the time.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but gave a thumbs up: "The girl is young, but this understanding is admirable. I thought you would look for objective reasons. You are far inferior to you in this manner."

"Bah, don't flatter yourself." Fu Junyu's expression finally eased, her pink lips looked particularly charming under the candlelight, "What are you looking for me for."

"I want to ask if the Korean royal family hates the Wuchen Group?" Song Qingshu replied.

Fu Junyu looked cold: "Do you doubt our prince?"

"I'm just asking." Thinking of the prince I saw before, Song Qingshu felt that he was pretending to look at his sadness, and he could even feel the smile at the corner of his mouth.

"The imperial family does have conflicts with the Wuchen family, but how can the prince do such a thing?" Fu Junyu shook his head and denied directly.

Song Qingshu still wanted to ask again. At this time, there was a jealous cry from the door: "What are you two doing!"

Looking back, Fu Junmao stood in white clothes, and Fengzhi stood at the door looking at them.

Only then did Fu Junyu realize that he was getting too close to the other party, his face flushed instantly, and he hurriedly let go of him, and at the same time stepped back.

"It's nothing, I just came to see Girl Fu." Song Qingshu replied calmly.

Fu Jun's son-in-law did not pay attention to him, and looked at his sister with unkind eyes: "Why are you telling outsiders about everything!"

Fu Junyu stuck out his tongue and said coyly, "In fact, I didn't say anything."

Fu Jun snorted and looked directly at Song Qingshu: "You are not welcome here, don't bother my sister in the future!"

Song Qingshu shrugged. Since the other party had issued an order to evict the guests, he would not force him to stay, so he took advantage of the trend and walked to the room of Prince Goryeo.

Watching him leave, Fu Junyu couldn't help pulling her sister's sleeves: "Sister, why do you hate him so much?"