Flower Stealing Master

Wenxiang Nephrite was in her arms, and she smelled a young girl's scent that resembled orchids and fragrant flowers in her nose. Song Qing suddenly became energetic and couldn't help but laughed loudly: "Miss Ren, let you use your sword. (The fastest and most stable update).t."

Although he has a wooden sword himself, his goal is too obvious. Who else in the world doesn't know that his weapon is a wooden sword? Once it was taken out, the identity he had deliberately hidden would be exposed immediately. What worries Song Qing most is what if Ren Yingying knows that he is Song Qing and refuses to let him treat her?

According to the bit by bit of the two people getting along before, the probability of this happening is 100%.

Regardless of her previous life or her present life, Song Qing is full of affection for Ren Yingying, but she is not willing to watch her die.

"You... take it yourself." Ren Yingying was holding his neck with both hands at this time, but the dagger was in his arms. Now he dodges so much, she is worried that when she let go, she will fall down and the other party will definitely save her. Own, if the enemy takes the opportunity to attack, it will be over.

"I'm in a hurry!" Ren Yingying gritted her teeth and said to herself silently.

Song Qing was also startled. He didn't expect Miss Ren, who has always been shy and tender, to be so decisive. Of course he wouldn't be embarrassed. Anyway, he said it was his fiancée, so it wouldn't be considered a rude.

"What a couple of adulterers and women! I don't know what Linghu Chong feels about seeing this scene." Since the opponent held Ren Yingying in his arms and could dodge, the situation on the battlefield changed sharply, and his previous strategy of encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao suddenly failed. Run with words, hoping that Ren Yingying will refuse to be held by that person again in shame.

"Looking for death!" Song Qing's face was cold, and he stretched out his hand to look into Ren Yingying's arms, and then the cold light flashed, Zuo Lengchan yelled, and quickly backed away. When he stood firm, everyone saw the blood on his left hand. Dripping, the little finger and ring finger have disappeared.

Zuo Lengchan was brave. After he tapped acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, he swung a long sword and rushed towards him. While rushing to the opponents, the group of people in black shouted: "Are they all dead, kill me!"

The reason why the group of people hesitated before was because with Zuo Lengchan’s reputation in the martial arts, he not only took advantage of the danger, but also joined hands with another super master in the presence of Master Shaolin Fangzheng. As soon as they swarmed, even if they defeated the Songshan faction, they would still face shamelessly.

Now that they saw Zuo Lengchan's injury not lightly, everyone just woke up, this is a life-and-death struggle, there is no time to talk about face, and suddenly screamed and rushed over.

Song Qing forced You Tanzhi back with a sword, looked at the people rushing not far away, looked down at Ren Yingying, and asked softly: "Girl Ren, are you afraid of it."

Ren Yingying smiled slightly: "How can I be afraid if there are seniors?"

"Hahaha," Song Qing laughed for a long time, suddenly reborn with pride, looking at the people who rushed up, and shouting, "Even if you go together, I am so afraid!"

His drink was full of internal strength, and everyone in black only felt their ears buzzing, frightened by his might, for a time he didn't dare to go forward.

Song Qing didn't take advantage of the situation to chase, instead he raised the short sword in front of him and observed it carefully. The sword was short and thin, and it seemed transparent in the sun. He couldn't help wondering: "Miss Ren, this sword has a name. ."

Ren Yingying shook her head slightly: "I found this in the Heimuya Weapon Store when I was a child, and I asked Daddy specifically, even he didn't know his name."

"This sword is almost transparent, as if it is invisible. It fits the invisible meaning of the famous sword Chengying in the Spring and Autumn Period, so let him take the shadow." Just as Song Qing's voice fell, there was a sound of dragon chanting from the sword, as if There is spirit in the sword, and I like this name very much.

"Chengying?" Ren Yingying muttered silently, and the legend of the Chengying sword that had been seen in ancient times could not help appearing in his mind: at dawn one day in the spring and autumn, in a pine forest on the outskirts of Weiguo, the sky was black and white for a moment of socialization. Slowly raised. There is a hilt in the hands held together, only the hilt is not the long sword blade, but on the northern wall, a wavy shadow of the sword is faintly cast. The shadow of the sword only lasts for a moment, and then disappears with the advent of daylight. Until dusk, the sky gradually darkened, and at the moment when day and night interlaced, the erratic sword shadow appeared again...

"Okay, let's call Cheng Ying!" Ren Yingying's eyes lit up, feeling that this sword has much in common with that ancient famous sword.

"When death is approaching, there is still this leisurely sentiment!" Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly, dissatisfied with the withdrawal of everyone, and took the lead in attacking.

Seeing Zuo Lengchan taking the lead, the group of people in black looked at each other and waved their weapons one after another.

As a result, the pressure on Song Qing suddenly increased. No matter how high his martial arts, he only has one hand, and these people in black are not mediocre.

Of course, if Song Qing meets these people on weekdays, it will be a big deal, but now he has to infuse Zhen Qi into Ren Yingying at all times, and his strength is almost half discounted, not to mention that he has to protect Ren Yingying at all times, often with a sword. When he wanted to stab someone to death, he had to withdraw halfway to stop the stabbing attack on Ren Yingying.

Not far away, Azi saw that Song Qing was still standing in the center despite being slightly embarrassed, and could not help secretly annoyed: Bah, what is the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect? No one can win, they still hold a woman in their arms!

At the same time, she was secretly frightened in her heart: This man has such a high level of martial arts, if he gets out of trouble today, the life of A Zi will be gone...

A Zi is willing to help, but it's a pity that she has self-knowledge. With her martial arts, even Zuo Lengchan's black-clothed men can't compare with each other. It's not only to add chaos but also to die.

Suddenly saw the worried look of Dark Cloud Pearl not far away, Azi's eyes rolled around, and suddenly he came to his heart, and with a light leap, he flew to Wu Yunzhu's side, grabbed her throat, and smiled. Said to Song Qing: "Hey, what kind of master, if you don't hold your hands and catch, this little girl will be dead?"

Song Qing looked back and saw the condition of Wuyunzhu, and couldn't help but snorted.

Azi still wanted to say something, but that cold snort sounded like a thunder in her ears, and the whole person was lost for a moment. Just when he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find a sword tip appeared in her throat.

"Let go of her." Song Qing said in a deep voice, holding Ren Yingying in his arms.

"Don't let go!" Although the cold on the tip of the sword has aroused the goose bumps on his neck, Azi still stubbornly raised his head, his hands still clasping Wu Yunzhu's throat.

"Big brother, leave me alone!" Wu Yunzhu said hurriedly.

"Hey, Little Beauty, if he really doesn't care about you, the sword just stabbed directly down. Isn't he worried that I will hurt you before I die?" Azi blew into Wu Yunzhu's ear playfully. Tone, with a smile on his face.

Song Qing couldn't help but glanced at her unexpectedly. She didn't expect her to be so calm under such circumstances at a young age. If the sword was replaced by someone else, even the most courageous warrior in the army would subconsciously. After retreating to protect herself, she actually made a decision in such a short time. Not only did she not retreat, but the hand holding the black cloud bead's throat hardened a bit.

"Let go of Azi girl!" Seeing that the little fairy in his heart was pointed at her throat with a sword, You Tanzhi went crazy and rushed towards Song Qing furiously.

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