Flower Stealing Master

"Who!" Shuiyue Dazong suddenly turned around and frowned. He actually saw the other party when he first arrived, but he didn't know why, but he subconsciously ignored the other party. During the whole process, he seemed to have forgotten that there is another one here. Human existence.

After seeing Song Qingshu's face clearly, he felt a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

Song Qingshu shook his head and sighed: "How high-spirited Shuiyue Dasong was, but now he wants to bully some juniors, it's really embarrassing."

Dazong Shuiyue finally remembered: "Song Qingshu, you are the Golden Snake King Song Qingshu!"

However, he quickly smiled: "This matter has nothing to do with your Excellency, please don't get involved." At the beginning, he had fought each other in Xiangyang, because Song Qingshu had just experienced a great loss of internal strength in the battle of Wudang Mountain, and let him after a short fight. I think it's hard to get under the reputation, so I don't feel too scared in my heart.

"It has nothing to do with me?" Song Qingshu was noncommittal, just looking at the **** the side and asked, "Little girl, is your surname Li?"

The girl blinked, obviously a little surprised: "How do you know? My name is Li Wenxiu."

Song Qingshu did not answer, and continued: "Is your father Jiangnan Guozijian offering wine to Li Shouzhong? Do you have an older sister named Li Wan who married into Rongguo Mansion and became a young grandmother?"

"Are you from Rongguo Mansion?" Li Wenxiu was overjoyed and has been far away from his hometown for a long time. Now he can't help but feel the joy of meeting old friends in another country. You must know that your sister is a typical lady, but you don't just tell others the name like you are. Since this person knows the name of his sister, he must be quite familiar.

Song Qingshu shook his head: "I am not from Rongguo Mansion, but I have some connections with Rongguo Mansion, and I am also a friend with your sister." I have been pretending to be Jia Baoyu for so long, and naturally I have something to do with those people in Rongning Second Mansion.

"Friend?" Li Wenxiu looked weird. She didn't quite understand the word. You should know that her elder sister is a typical boudoir girl, and she doesn't even know how to talk to men other than her father and husband. How could she have a male friend?

But she didn't believe that her sister would do anything that would hurt the lintel, so she didn't think much about it.

"It turned out to be a friend of the Golden Snake King. If so, then I will sell the Golden Snake King to save face today.

, Let this little girl out. "Although Shuiyue Dazong is not afraid of him, he does not want to get such a big enemy out of thin air, especially when he has offended the Mongols.

"Since Dazong is so polite, then I don't have to trouble you. Returning the map to her is over." Song Qingshu said lightly.

Shui Yue Dazong laughed angrily: "The surname is Song, I don't want to make trouble. You have to make an inch of it to give you face, who do you think you are?"

After offending Mongolia, he relied on the legendary treasures of Gaochang Kingdom to spend the second half of his life unrestrainedly, how could he give up casually.

Song Qingshu sighed: "I have never liked killing people, but you just want to keep doing it."

Shuiyue Dazong sneered again and again: "Song, are you fascinated by the flattery of the world over the years, thinking that the world is truly invincible? We have not fought before, and we are not afraid to tell you that if you really fight with each other, you will undoubtedly die. ."

Song Qingshu's expression was calm: "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot. Last time in Xiangyang, you even offended me, so just forget the old hatred and the new hatred."

Shuiyue Dazong tilted his head and said in a puzzled manner: "Since you can make a big name in the Central Plains Wulin, you are not a stupid person, but why are you so arrogant now?"

"Do you think I'm arrogant?" Song Qingshu chuckled lightly, his eyes fell on his shoulder, "Is your shoulder injury gone?"

Dazong Shuiyue's heart jumped and stared at him with a guarded look: "How do you know that I am injured here?"

Song Qingshu stood up slowly, and an invisible aura spread: "I stabbed that sword, so why don't I know?"

He sat there before, as if he had been integrated with nature. Shuiyue Dazong even ignored his existence directly. But this one stood up, and he immediately took a few steps back, subconsciously, "How is it possible, that is Korea." Master Yijian, Fu Cailin, how could it be you."

But this breath and feeling are exactly the same as the feeling that night!

Dazong Shuiyue immediately recalled the fear that night, and with a roar, the whole person turned into an afterimage and ran away desperately. He was very confident in his light power. Last time he escaped by relying on light power. Although the opponent's swordsmanship is high, but the light skill may not be able to catch up with him.

Looking at the distant figure of the other party, Song Qingshu

Sighed: "The main target last time was Xu Liewu, so I let you escape."

Speaking of the last word, he has appeared behind Dazong Shuiyue, with a palm lightly pressed on his back. Dazong Shuiyue shook his whole body, and then fell to the ground slumpingly, because he rushed too much. Quickly, the whole person still rolled a few somersaults on the ground due to inertia.

The grandmaster of the first generation of Dongying died silently and silently under the Qilian Mountains.

In fact, with the martial arts of Shuiyue Dasong, it is never easy for Song Qingshu to kill him. Unfortunately, the last battle made him terrified. Now he only knows to run desperately, leaving his back to the enemy. If he faces other things It's not enough for people, it's hard for others to catch up with him with his light work, but where can he run without a trace on the sand?

Seeing Song Qingshu carrying Shuiyue's corpse back, Li Wenxiu's eyes widened in disbelief: "He's dead?" She witnessed Shuiyue's move to make Lu Liang Sanjie to death, a martial arts like a god. Going down to earth, even his mysterious master is far behind him. As a result, such a ghost-like demon was killed by the young man in front of him so easily?

Song Qingshu lowered his head and glanced: "Dead."

Supu's tongue was dry, remembering what he was trying to grab him just now. Fortunately, Li Wenxiu stopped him, otherwise he would have been cold.

"You are amazing." There are little stars in the girl's eyes, but this is just worship and has nothing to do with love. "But why did you bring his body back, it's scary." Looking at Shuiyue Dazong in the dark night, his eyes widened and stared. Looks, I always feel very infiltrating.

"It's useful." Song Qingshu has been having a headache about how to mix into the Mongolian camp, but the appearance of Shuiyue Dazong gave him the answer. Shuiyue Dazong's status is not low among the Mongolian guests. At the same time, his birth in Dongying makes him particularly lonely. The previous apprentices and guards are also dead. No one can identify the true and false if they want to. As for the escape before, there is always reason to fool the past. .

The girl and her companion looked at each other, and couldn't think of the use of a corpse. Does he want to eat it? All kinds of terrifying pictures have emerged in his mind, and the faces of a man and a woman have turned pale.

"How did you and my sister meet?" Li Wenxiu asked a topic in order to ease the fear in his heart and bring the relationship closer.