Flower Stealing Master

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo blaming herself, Zhao Min was also angry: "What does it matter to me?"

Zhou Zhiruo entered Song Qingshu's body into his body to heal his injuries. He only felt like a mud cow entering the sea, and was even more annoyed: "If you weren't smart, how could Mingzun notice you? Song Qingshu would not be seriously injured to save you."

Zhao Min was speechless for a while and couldn't help saying: "I...I just want to help."

"If you want to help, you should stay away from them!" Zhou Zhiruo frowned.

"Hey hey hey, were you enemies in your previous life? When is this, still noisy here." Song Qingshu coughed twice and said silently.

"Huh!" The two women turned their faces together without an appointment.

"If Zhang Wuji had spirit in the sky and saw two women who once loved him empathizing, I don't know how he would feel." Ming Zun finished his exercises and felt that he had recovered. He looked at him. The three of them flirted and sneered, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Bah!" Zhao Min sipped, "I don't know what you have eaten, your mouth smells so bad!"

Mingzun said with a smile: "My mouth smells or not, you'll know if you taste it later."

"You!" Zhao Min's pretty face was red and white, and her chest was undulating sharply. She was born from a noble background and had countless masters under her command. She had never been molested by a man in such an obscene manner.

Zhou Zhiruo stood up, her hand holding the long whip tightly, and said lightly to Zhao Min: "You take Song Qingshu away, and I will help you block it for a while."

Zhao Min was startled: "Then are you?"

Zhou Zhiruo said coldly, "Can you stop talking nonsense, I can't hold him for long."

Zhao Min gave a bit of silver teeth and held Song Qingshu on his shoulders, and was about to take her away, but Song Qingshu gently pushed her away: "Go by yourself."

Hearing what he said, a strange color flashed across Zhou Zhiruo's face: "Why don't you leave?"

Song Qingshu smiled gently: "How can I make my own woman work hard to escape?"

Zhou Zhiruo's heart trembled, but there was still no expression on her face: "Do you know if you can leave successfully, you can avenge me in the future."

"I know," Song Qingshu nodded, "but I need to sacrifice you for my life...I can't do it. The big deal is to stay and fight you with the same fate, don't you welcome it?"

Zhou Zhiruo trembled slightly and took a deep breath: "Okay!"

Zhao Min looked at Song Qingshu, and then at Zhou Zhiruo. Seeing the firm light on their faces, he couldn't help stomping his feet: "Well, this happened because of me. Since you are not leaving, this county The Lord will accompany you to the end."

Bang bang bang~

Mingzun clapped his hands and said, "What a touching scene, but the little Mongolian girl, the husband and wife decided to live together and die together. Don't you feel ashamed to be an outsider if you want to get in?"

Zhao Min flushed, and subconsciously defended: "Anyway, now that you know that brother Wuji has been killed by you, and there is no hope of revenge, it is better to go and find brother Wuji earlier, I hope he has not drunk Mengpo soup."

Mingzun smiled disdainfully: "As the Mongolian princess, you should believe in the longevity sky, and you are the ghost and **** of the Han people with your mouth shut. She is indeed a deviant little demon girl. But you want to die, it's not that easy, this seat. It is said that you will be refined into a slave, the little demon girl, day and night, to solve the hatred of Mongolia's cruelty to the people of this seat."

Zhao Min's pretty face faded away, and she quietly said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Hey, don't you want to kill me all the time? If you can't do anything later, you can kill me first."

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but glanced at her, wondering: "I may not have the time to kill you later...Why don't you commit suicide now?"

Zhao Min smiled awkwardly: "People still want to live a little longer. Besides, the great longevity doesn't allow his people to commit suicide."

"Your longevity is so useful, why don't you ask him to deal with this old monster?" Zhou Zhiruo curled his lips.

"Uh..." Zhao Min was speechless for a while.

"You don't have to waste your time. If you don't speak, no one can die." Seeing the two women making a noise, Mingzun snorted a little impatiently.

"Really?" Zhou Zhiruo's face was cold, and he swiped his whip around Zhao Min's neck quickly. With the power of the white python whip technique, the moment Zhao Min's slender neck was wrapped, he would die of suffocation.

Mingzun frowned, and the Holy Fire Ling flew over Zhou Zhiruo quickly. Zhou Zhiruo withdrew his whip and drew it over the Holy Fire Ling. The Holy Fire Ling in the air seemed to have eyes long and avoided it in a very strange arc.

Before Zhou Zhiruo recovered, she felt that her body was numb with several large holes. It turned out that several other sacred flames had quietly bypassed her side, restraining her acupuncture points.

Zhao Min finally reacted, touched her neck in fear, and glared at Zhou Zhiruo: "Are you really planning to kill me?"

"Didn't you let me kill you?" Zhou Zhiruo took it for granted.

"Didn't I tell you to kill again later?" Zhao Min looked speechless.

"There will be no chance in a while." Zhou Zhiruo sighed quietly.

"Why are you so useless? At any rate, you are also the head of a faction. How can you be restrained by one move! Where is the power of the Lion Slaughter Conference?" Seeing Zhou Zhiruo was restrained in the blink of an eye, Zhao Min responded. Hate iron is not like steel.

"You are so capable, why don't you kill him yourself?" Zhou Zhiruo shut up Zhao Min with a word.

A burst of arrogant laughter resounded across the sky, and Ming Zun approached the three of them and said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Zhou Shoumen, just now this stinky boy said to stay with you to die, are you so moved in your heart? You should understand now It’s not that he is great, but he knows that you can’t stop me at all, and he can’t go, so he just stayed on pretending to be generous.”

Song Qingshu smiled faintly, without reasoning, instead Zhou Zhiruo sneered: "A person with a nasty mind, no one is a despicable person."

Zhao Min tilted his head and smiled sweetly at Zhou Zhiruo: "It is rare for us to agree."

Mingzun looked gloomy and ignored the two girls. He looked at Song Qingshu and said: "The surname is Song, I can let one of the three of you leave. Who do you think I let go?"

"Will you be so kind?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, and quickly understood the other party's sinister intentions, "Then you let Zhao Min go."

Mingzun laughed loudly: "Miss Zhou, have you seen it? Your man would rather save another woman than his wife. Are you very chilling?"

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's silence, Mingzun continued: "I thought that the demon girl surnamed Zhao had an adulterous relationship with him, but now it seems to be the case."

Song Qingshu was not in a hurry, but laughed instead, and asked in a leisurely manner: "Oh, there is an adulterous relationship between the princess and I? Would you like to hear more about it."

Ming Zun said coldly: "You and that little demon girl have nothing to do, so how can you give up killing me in order to save him, so that the form is reversed; if she has nothing to you, how can she not bring the master of Ruyang Palace, just take it alone? Are you here? Why did you give up the opportunity to escape just now and stay willingly to die with you?"

"It seems to be the case when you say this," Song Qingshu nodded with conviction, turned to look at Zhao Min, and smiled: "I didn't expect the princess to have a deep affection for the next one. If he was lucky enough to escape this disaster, he would forget Zhang Wuji. How about me?"

"Bah!" Zhao Min flushed, "That old monster is crazy, so are you crazy with him? If it wasn't for your serious injury, the princess must tear your mouth."

Zhou Zhiruo frowned when she heard it, and couldn't help but glared at Zhao Min: "Why do you like to grab me so much?"

"Who snatched it with you?" Zhao Min's mouth curled up with a beautiful arc, "This princess likes to **** other people's things, what's wrong?"

"Shameless." Not only was Zhou Zhiruo not angry, but laughed instead. Now the two are in danger, and they are quarrelling before they die, which has a special flavor.

Zhao Min made a proud face, and then pointed at Song Qingshu next to him: "Hey, the surname is Song, why did you choose to let me go? Wouldn't it be really interesting to this princess?"

Zhou Zhiruo pricked up her ears at once, obviously also very concerned about Song Qingshu's answer.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I died together with Zhiruo, and I can still be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate. Huangquan Road will not be lonely; if you die with you, you and Zhang Wuji stay together on Huangquan Road, don’t you be depressed. dead?"

Hearing the four words with the same fate, Zhou Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, thinking in her heart: So many things have happened between himself and him, it would be nice to just die together like this.

What Zhao Min cares about is his last sentence. Listening to Song Qingshu's tone, it seems to be a little jealous. For some reason, Zhao Min is inexplicably happy.

Seeing the smiles from the hearts of the two women, Mingzun's anger surged in his heart: "How can it be so easy to die together?"

Looking at the two women, one bright and charming, the other beautiful and unparalleled, Ming Zun's eyes showed a strange light, and he smiled and said: "Song Qingshu, you can rest assured to die. You have a hero named Cao in the history of Han people who said that In a word,'I raise your wife, don't worry about it.' This sentence is given to you as it is."

Zhao Min said angrily: "You are also a great master at any rate, and Mingjiao's teachings also yearn for the light, punish the evil and promote the good. How can you be so shameless?"

Mingzun smiled indifferently: "How can you mortals understand the view of good and evil in this seat? A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, this is the greatest good in the world. You Mongolian troops burned, killed, looted, and looted. Humiliating women, this seat allows you to taste such humiliation, so why is it wrong?"

"What about Zhou Zhiruo? She didn't hurt your disciples and grandchildren." Zhao Min couldn't help but said.

"According to the words of the Han people, it is the greatest honor for a woman in the world to be able to serve this seat, not to mention that it is the greatest honor for a woman in the world." Mingzun said proudly.

"This shameless demeanor is inferior to my shame." Song Qingshu shook his head with a wry smile, but secretly concentrated his zeal at his fingertips. After adjusting his breath during this period of time, he thought to himself to wait for Ming Zun to come over triumphantly. When he was surprised, he should be able to die with him.

I was thinking about how to seduce him without arousing suspicion, but a clear female voice came not far away: "Bah, baah, you are really shameless."

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