Flower Stealing Master

Seeing Qu Feiyan's appearance clearly, plus the addition of Song Qingshu in the room, a dozen people in black couldn't help but stare at each other.

"withdraw!"

I don't know who said it. A group of people did not advance and retreated, and they ran out at a faster speed than when they broke in.

Song Qingshu's face was cold, and these people saw clearly what they looked like, how could they be allowed to leave like this, the wooden sword appeared in his hand instantly, and he waved at the back of the few people, and an invisible sword gas lased away. , Ripples suddenly rose in the air.

The sword qi came first, and a dozen people groaned and fell from mid-air. One of them was estimated to be the leader. After a stature, he was driven by a secret method to temporarily suppress the injury and continue to rush out.

Song Qingshu's figure moved slightly. Just as he was about to catch up with him, a phantom suddenly appeared in the air and intertwined with the leader. When the assassin leader fell to the ground again, there was an extra red dot on the eyebrows. Slumped to the ground, obviously injured under a weapon such as embroidery needles.

"Master~" Qu Feiyan cried out with joy when he saw the appearance of the phantom.

Dongfang Muxue walked out of the shadows, the beautiful woman still looked picturesque, her phoenix eyes were charming, but she showed a touch of majesty. Seeing Song Qingshu, she said lightly: "You are here."

"I'm here." Song Qingshu muttered in his heart for a while. Seeing that this situation is a bit bad, it seems that the two of them have become separated after a period of time.

Qu Feiyan on the side felt the weirdness in the air, and suddenly laughed: "Big Brother Song, Master often mentions you in front of me during these days, and often complains about the lack of conscience and only knows to be happy outside. Reluctant to think about things like Shu..."

Dongfang Muxue's face turned red, and she couldn't help but glared at her: "Shut up!"

Song Qingshu couldn't help but brighten up, as he was about to step forward to speak when the guards outside had already rushed over.

"The subordinates are late for help, please forgive me!" I don't know if it was Dongfang Muxue's contribution to the training during this period or what, the group of guards only dared to stay outside the hall without receiving orders, and no one dared to break in. .

"The assassins have exhausted their lives and dragged their bodies away and burned them. There is nothing to do with you here." Dongfang Muxue said lightly with her back to the guards.

"twitter!"

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) After the guards walked back one after another, Song Qingshu just walked around from behind a side pillar and looked at the leaving figures of the guards. He couldn't help but wonder: "Don't you look for clues on the assassin? "

"You don't need to investigate, look at their martial arts skills, they are all masters of Jinzhou Jindingmen, Wu Sangui can't escape the relationship." Dongfang Muxue said lightly as he walked into the inner room.

Although Song Qingshu has a high level of martial arts today, his knowledge of martial arts from various schools and schools is naturally far less than that of Dongfang Muxue, who was once the master of a sect.

"Wu Sangui?" Song Qingshu asked puzzledly, "Why would he send someone to do the assassination?"

Dongfang Muxue didn't answer, but rather leisurely walked to the side of the dragon couch and lay down, Qu Feiyan knelt down to the end of the bed wittily and beat her calf for her.

Song Qingshu was eager to watch, this Dongfang Muxue would really enjoy it, she had never used Qu Feiyan like this.

Noting his angry look, Dongfang Muxue chuckled, "Why, I can’t stand being ignored by me like this? Some people are happy outside, and have been indifferent to the mess here for months. , Who should I cry?"

"Thanks to you for presiding over the overall situation in the Forbidden City during this time, I have always kept it in my heart," Song Qingshu said sincerely, "As for me, it is because I have been busy with things, so I came back late."

"Is something busy?" Dongfang Muxue smiled disdainfully, "Does it include marrying other women? That's fine for that girl Zeng from the Wangwu school. You actually married Ren Yingying. It's good, good, good. !"

Dongfang Muxue's three good words in a row made Song Qingshu frightened, and hurriedly explained: "I don't hesitate to sacrifice my fame and marry Ren Yingying. Actually, it's also hard for me to marry Ren Yingying."

"Sacrifice? Yingying's little Nizi is a famous martial artist. If marrying her is also called sacrifice, I don't know how many young knights in the martial arts are willing to sacrifice," Dongfang Muxue sneered, "but I'm really curious. What are your problems?"

"Do you remember who forced us to jump off the cliff?" Song Qingshu asked.

"Zhang Wuji!" Dongfang Muxue's eyes sharpened by three points. At first, she got Song Qingshu's help, and she had no hope of letting my line reset. Who knew that Zhang Wuji had committed a plot in the middle, causing her to almost fall off a cliff and die.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) During this time Dongfang Muxue used the various geniuses in the palace to heal her injuries, but as a result, she recovered to the present without even one-third of the skill at her peak. How could she forget the culprit.

Song Qingshu looked at him for a while, and said half-truth: "Yes, Zhang Wuji was not at ease when he helped me to reset my line. He took the opportunity to infiltrate the Sun Moon God Sect. Today, he has controlled the Sun Moon God. Teach nearly half of the forces, and I have no choice but to ask me for help. I thought that if Zhang Wuji really completely controlled the Sun Moon God Sect, coupled with his Ming Sect power, would it be more difficult for us to take revenge? I agreed to let us join the marriage request, and helped him to completely wipe out the forces of Zhang Wuji in the teaching, which is also considered to be a sigh of illness for both of us."

"Hmph, why is it so troublesome to find Zhang Wuji to get revenge? When my skills are restored, I will kill Guangming and take his life. No matter how powerful he is, it will be useless." Dongfang Muxue obviously disagrees with Song Qingshu's little family, but listened to him. His expression finally improved.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "At the beginning, you were the number one underworld master, so naturally you were not afraid of Zhang Wuji, but now you are seriously injured, and Zhang Wuji is not what he used to be, he is actually the reincarnation of Mingzun..." Then he moved Zhang Wuji's practice to the seventh place. I roughly said the story of the layered mind method being seized by Ming Zun.

"There is such a miraculous thing in the world!" Dongfang Muxue suddenly stood up, obviously shocked by the seizure of the house.

"Yes, even though Zhang Wuji was a master of several top-notch skills, his character and experience often led to unsatisfactory actual combat results. But now that Mingzun has won his home, a great master-level figure like Mingzun is bound to be able to Bringing Zhang Wuji's own martial arts into full play to 120% of his strength, not to mention his own thousand years of cultivation." Song Qingshu sighed, "So we want revenge, and it might be unrealistic to expect decapitation..."

Dongfang Muxue's face showed a smile but a smile, obviously not being fooled by him: "The fact that the new Golden Snake King defeated the masters of all walks of life can be said to be spread all over the world. If I expected it, take your current Martial arts, I'm afraid it may not be under that Mingzun. When my skill is restored, you and I will join forces, even if he is a thousand-year-old monster, he will definitely die."

Song Qingshu was overjoyed immediately: "Could you have figured it out and are willing to double repair and heal with me?"

(End of this chapter)