Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 65 Swordsmanship

One of the two came from modern times, and knew nothing about poetry, and the other was born in the rivers and lakes, and didn't like poetry at first. In the end, the wind and snow at the beginning turned into casual chat.

After a few cups of wine, Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became a little hot, and only felt that the **** the opposite side became more and more charming.

Xia Qingqing also felt hot and uncomfortable, and she inadvertently pulled her neckline apart, and her snowy skin was looming.

"The son is uneasy and kind. The weather is so hot, and he keeps coming to persuade others to drink." Xia Qingqing's eyes opened slightly, and her voice seemed to be complaining and acting like a baby, and she completely took over the role of the famous prostitute Youyou in Yangzhou.

It turns out that Li Chun Hospital recently introduced a batch of medicinal liquor from the Western Regions. Unlike the past medicines, this type of liquor does not make people unconscious, but only magnifies the lurking in the subject's heart by several times. It can make people fall unconsciously, afterwards. Instead, they mistakenly think that everything is out of their own intent...

This wine is an extremely precious thing. I didn’t know that Wei Xiaobao grew up in Lichun Academy. He knew where the best goods were. He quietly took it out to replace the jug that was going to be sent to the Oiran’s room. I wanted to sneak in the Oiran. The room, I didn't know it, but it made Song Qingshu cheaper by accidentally hitting it.

"Such a good wine, this way of drinking is so boring." With the help of the wine, Song Qingshu has gradually relaxed, and restored that cynical look.

"I don't know how to drink, the son finds it interesting?" Xia Qingqing looked confused and looked at him with a smile.

"Everyone knows that wine is divided into money and martial arts, but they often don't know that the most wonderful way to drink is the warm fragrant nephrite in their arms, and the beautiful woman's red lips are lightly pecked on the wine." Song Qingshu's eyes were full of evil, and he went straight Looked at her.

"The son knows that people do not sell themselves~" Xia Qingqing didn't know why. He heard the other party's blatant tease, but couldn't get a trace of anger. Looking at the gentle and moist Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but feel a little silly, and her voice changed. It's getting more and more lingering, very charming.

"You're because the girl didn't meet the person who was destined," Song Qingshu got up and came to Xia Qingqing's side, gently provoked her smooth chin, and smiled slightly: "I would like to be one-hearted people, and the white head will stay together."

Xia Qingqing let the other party hook her chin, a trace of shame flashed across her face, and her heart bumped like a deer. I always feel that I have forgotten something important, and subconsciously feel it is wrong, but now I am lazy, without a trace of strength, and there is really no extra energy to think about it.

She bit her teeth, and Xia Qingqing turned around. The swaying skirt made Song Qingshu dazzled. He stretched out his slender hand, gently pressed Song Qingshu onto the Hu stool, and took a drink with his right hand. , Fell down, fell into Song Qingshu's arms softly and without bones, hooked his neck, and while he was in a daze, a soft red lips were printed on it.

Song Qingshu only felt that his teeth had been pried apart by a flexible and soft object, and then he felt the wine in the pot. If Qiongjiangyu Chapter 65 Swordsmanship

The dew is normal, and Didi delivers it into his mouth.

After a long time, Xia Qingqing hung her hands on Song Qingshu's neck, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked at him with all her heart, "Is it this way?"

Feeling the energetic and elastic body of the other party sitting on his lap, Song Qingshu only felt the heat sinking three inches below the navel, and he couldn't help bending over and kissing.

With a cry, Xia Qingqing slowly closed her eyes, letting the other party be frivolous...

"There are assassins!"

"Protect Lord Wei!"

At this time, there was a stern cry from outside. Xia Qingqing seemed to have been awakened from a big dream. She was shocked to find that she was desperate and greeted. As Ren Jun picked it up, she was shocked and pushed Song Qingshu away. Remember the loud slap.

"Girl Youyou, you..." Song Qingshu stroked her cheek, but she didn't expect that the woman who was still affectionate the moment before suddenly turned her face and refused to recognize anyone.

The scenes just now came back to my mind, Xia Qingqing wailed in her heart, what is going on!

She was awakened by a scream outside just now. After a cold sweat, the medicinal properties of the wine in her body had already radiated more than half. She felt the whole body soft, picked up the hip flask on the table and smelled it, and Xia Qingqing's face couldn't help but turn pale.

Seeing Yuan Chengzhi from the cracks in the window was attacking a young man with braids. I didn't know that they had admitted the wrong person. They turned around and gritted their teeth and looked at Song Qingshu: "You're not Wei Xiaobao, who are you?"

"Uh, in the next Song Qingshu." What was the cause of the trouble, Song Qingshu hadn't fully woken up at this time, and replied subconsciously.

A cold chest, Xia Qingqing looked down and found that her dress was messy, her nose was sore, thinking that out of a playful mentality, despite her husband's objections, Xia Qingqing volunteered to act as this famous prostitute. As a result...

Xia Qingqing couldn't help but shudder if he let Big Brother Yuan see what she looked like at this time, and she didn't care about finding Song Qingshu to settle the account, clutching her neckline tightly, jumped out in the opposite direction, and disappeared into the night sky.

Seeing how brilliant her light work is, Song Qingshu finally wakes up, what kind of weak Qinhuai prostitute is the other party, she is clearly a female thief with strong martial arts.

"Brother Song, help!" Wei Xiaobao's stern cry came from outside at this time.

It turned out that after Yuan Chengzhi and other masters quietly solved the defense line that Duolong deployed on the periphery, they led their men to rush in, preparing to catch turtles in the urn.

Kumozhi is worthy of being the highest martial artist in the field. The moment he perceives a trace of murderous intent, he pushes Wei Xiaobao a few meters away. With the sparks and flints, Wei Xiaobao avoids Yuan Chengzhi's must-killing one that fell from the sky sword.

The blood knife ancestor and Sang Jie seemed to have been waiting for a long time, reaching out their hands to grab Wei Xiaobao left and right.

Kumazhi’s ambition to reinvigorate Tubo also urgently needs to rely on Wei Xiaobao, how could he be unpredictable, and quickly transported two flame knives Chapter 65 Imperial Swordsmanship

, Smashed far in the past.

The blood knife ancestor and Sang Jie were shocked. If they continued to reach out to grab Wei Xiaobao, the arm could not escape the end of being chopped off, so they had to turn back and defend.

The blood knife ancestor picked up the blood knife, and slashed at the sword energy that swept through. After a sound of the intersecting between fine and iron, the blood knife ancestor looked at the blood knife in his hand in a daze. The emptiness that struck him a few feet away from the opponent was just a tie!

Sang Jie turned out several big handprints in succession before blasting away the sword energy that struck him, but there was no more power to pursue him. Chen Za in his heart for five years: Although he is the number one master of Shingon Sect, Kumazhi has been the whole world for many years. The first person in Tantric Buddhism, in this fight, the opponent's martial arts is much higher than his own.

At this time, Duolong had already reacted, and quickly drew his saber to guard Wei Xiaobao, just blocking the dragon leader Hong Antong who was waiting for an opportunity to move.

As the head of the Imperial Guard, Duolong's martial arts is naturally not weak, but his kung fu is more about rushing on the battlefield. This kind of fighting is a big loss. After a few tricks, he was hit by Hong Antong and vomited blood. Fell between a side table and chairs.

Fortunately, he more or less played a deterrent effect. Wei Xiaobao finally reacted and ran to the side quickly, crying and howling: "Brother Song, help!"

Hong Antong grinned, a big Peng spreading his wings, condescending, and in a moment, he was about to catch Wei Xiaobao's Tianling Gai.

At this moment, Hong Antong heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The wind and thunder-like momentum made Hong Antong's expression change drastically. With the help of waist strength, he quickly turned over and avoided it, but it was a pity that he used old tricks. , I still didn't completely hide in hastily.

Touching the one-foot-long hole in his arm, Hong Antong looked back with a gloomy face and saw a wooden sword inserted in a pillar not far away, and the tail of the sword trembled.

"Your Excellency, as a martial arts elder, actually took a shot at someone who didn't know martial arts at all. I really admire him." Song Qingshu floated down from the second floor with a little tiptoe and stood in front of Wei Xiaobao.

"Big Brother Song, he is the leader of Hong Kong on Shenlong Island. He is a powerful martial artist. You have to be careful." Wei Xiaobao hid behind Song Qingshu and finally felt relieved.

"It turns out that you are the boy whom the blood knife ancestor said, and you really have a little way." As soon as the voice fell, Hong Antong disappeared in place, and his fist blasted Song Qingshu's face.

When there was still a few feet to reach Song Qing's writing, Hong Antong's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly withdrew his palm and jumped to the side. Unfortunately, it was still a little late, and his shoulder was hurt by a sword gas.

Looking at the empty pillar, and then at the wooden sword that had returned to Song Qingshu's hand, Hong Antong said in shock: "Kung Long Gong!"

Song Qingshu was noncommittal, and he was secretly proud of it. This was just the "Double Dragons Absorbing Water" in the Eighteen Palms of Jianglong. He improved a lot, but he was able to reach the same level as the Sixty-Fifth Dragon Swordsmanship.

This kind of effect, taking things from the air, with the wooden sword, wants to achieve the kind of swordsmanship that kills people invisible from thousands of miles away in fantasy movies in the previous life, although it is impossible, but within a hundred meters...

Hong Antong was very angry. Now he was injured twice by the opponent's wooden sword. The first sword was just fine, with a little skin trauma, but the second one was hurt to his shoulder and his sword energy was in his bones. Now he can only perform seven martial arts. to make.

It wasn't that Hong Antong's martial arts was too low. The first sword incident happened suddenly, and Song Qingshu's time to release the sword was too clever. It happened to be when he rose to the highest point and used his strength to grow old.

As for the second sword, it was entirely in Hong Antong’s decades-long career that he had never seen a long sword that was shot a few meters away could fly back automatically. Without any precautions, it caused the empty door on his back to open. Wounded by the wooden sword that Song Qingshu sucked back.

Kumah Wisdom watched Liulu, always paying attention to the scene on the court, and his expression was greatly lifted when he saw it, "Song Gongzi really has the power of swordsmanship, and in time, the reputation of the Six Meridian Sword in the world may not be guaranteed."

Yuan Chengzhi, who fought with him, secretly complained. This action was simply a set of twists and turns. First, Qingqing admitted to the wrong person and introduced Song Qingshu into the room, causing everyone to be unable to capture Wei Xiaobao without knowing it.

Later, I thought about it again. It was not too bad that she took away Song Qingshu, the highest martial artist of the other party. Several people took this opportunity and wanted to win Wei Xiaobao quickly. They thought it would be foolproof, but there was another monk with higher martial arts! Chapter 66: Catastrophe is Coming

Kumazhi was also secretly frightened. The opponent's weapon was a snake-like long sword, with fierce and treacherous swordsmanship, as well as profound internal skills. In the blink of an eye, the two played a dozen tricks, and they didn't know the outcome.

Why are there so many young masters in Zhongyuan martial arts? Kumozhi was secretly frightened, but Nan Murong was fine. Although martial arts was good, it was always far from the reputation spread in the world. Before that, he met Song Qingshu before he dared not underestimate the heroes of the world. He didn't expect to meet again today. I arrived at a young man whose martial arts was not under him.

"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The opponent's weapon is too distinctive, and Kumo's wisdom flashed, and finally remembered who the opponent is.

"I don't know where your excellency is?" Yuan Chengzhi's face is ashamed. In the past few years, he has made great progress in martial arts. He thinks that there are few rivals in the rivers and lakes. He didn't expect that an ordinary monk would be able to tie himself.

"Master of Tubo, Great Wheel Ming King Kumazhi has seen the Golden Snake King." Kumazhi clasped his palms together, and secretly transported the Ningma Temple's unique flame knife.

Yuan Chengzhi was lucky in the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword made a slight dragon chant, waiting for the opportunity to find the flaws exposed by the other party.

"This monk is too powerful. I will hold him. You join hands and make a quick fight. It will be bad if the officers and soldiers of the Qing court react." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he didn't dare to look at everyone. On Mo Zhi.

Seeing his mouth opened, Kumachi knew that his anger was more or less dispelled, his eyes lit up, and he took this opportunity to deceive him and attacked him.

Yuan Chengzhi was jealous of his vague flame sword qi, and Ku Mazhi was also a little frightened by his weird swordsmanship. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi missed the first opportunity, he was still able to secure the atrium.

Kumozhi was secretly anxious, and he was dragged by the opponent, and if he wanted to tell the victory or defeat, he might have to do hundreds of tricks. The other three were all martial arts masters. Under the combined attack, Song Qingshu might not be able to catch it.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Duolong on the side slipped out from the door and summoned the soldiers and horses of the Xiaoqi Camp.

The blood knife ancestor and Lama Sangjie slowly walked around Song Qingshu, and together with Hong Antong, the three firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.

"The three of you all have great backgrounds in the martial arts. Together, they are more than ten times older than our son, and you even siege him together. Are you ashamed or ashamed!" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos to run away and saw Song Qingshu. Surrounded by three people, he couldn't help but sneer.

"This little lady is so handsome, and she has an appetite for her ancestor." The blood knife ancestor usually has countless ladies' virginity, and there is no way to see that the other party is disguised as a woman. He glanced at Shui Sheng, his eyes full of greed.

Lama Sangjie just touched his nose at Kumazhi’s place, and was indignant. Seeing that the two of them hadn’t moved their hands, they deliberately saved face in front of the other two, as if they were holding a ball in the middle of both palms. The most powerful handprint is the Great Bright Seal.

So far away, Song Qingshu felt that the air around her body seemed to be solidifying, and could not help but fly away in Chapter 66.

Kumazhi was also secretly frightened. The opponent's weapon was a snake-like long sword, with fierce and treacherous swordsmanship, as well as profound internal skills. In the blink of an eye, the two played a dozen tricks, and they didn't know the outcome.

Why are there so many young masters in Zhongyuan martial arts? Kumozhi was secretly frightened, but Nan Murong was fine. Although martial arts was good, it was always far from the reputation spread in the world. Before that, he met Song Qingshu before he dared not underestimate the heroes of the world. He didn't expect to meet again today. I arrived at a young man whose martial arts was not under him.

"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The opponent's weapon is too distinctive, and Kumo's wisdom flashed, and finally remembered who the opponent is.

"I don't know where your excellency is?" Yuan Chengzhi's face is ashamed. In the past few years, he has made great progress in martial arts. He thinks that there are few rivals in the rivers and lakes. He didn't expect that an ordinary monk would be able to tie himself.

"Master of Tubo, Great Wheel Ming King Kumazhi has seen the Golden Snake King." Kumazhi clasped his palms together, and secretly transported the Ningma Temple's unique flame knife.

Yuan Chengzhi was lucky in the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword made a slight dragon chant, waiting for the opportunity to find the flaws exposed by the other party.

"This monk is too powerful. I will hold him. You join hands and make a quick fight. It will be bad if the officers and soldiers of the Qing court react." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he didn't dare to look at everyone. On Mo Zhi.

Seeing his mouth opened, Kumachi knew that his anger was more or less dispelled, his eyes lit up, and he took this opportunity to deceive him and attacked him.

Yuan Chengzhi was jealous of his vague flame sword qi, and Ku Mazhi was also a little frightened by his weird swordsmanship. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi missed the first opportunity, he was still able to secure the atrium.

Kumozhi was secretly anxious, and he was dragged by the opponent, and if he wanted to tell the victory or defeat, he might have to do hundreds of tricks. The other three were all martial arts masters. Under the combined attack, Song Qingshu might not be able to catch it.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Duolong on the side slipped out from the door and summoned the soldiers and horses of the Xiaoqi Camp.

The blood knife ancestor and Lama Sangjie slowly walked around Song Qingshu, and together with Hong Antong, the three firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.

"The three of you all have great backgrounds in the martial arts. Together, they are more than ten times older than our son, and you even siege him together. Are you ashamed or ashamed!" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos to run away and saw Song Qingshu. Surrounded by three people, he couldn't help but sneer.

"This little lady is so handsome, and she has an appetite for her ancestor." The blood knife ancestor usually has countless ladies' virginity, and there is no way to see that the other party is disguised as a woman. He glanced at Shui Sheng, his eyes full of greed.

Lama Sangjie just touched his nose at Kumazhi’s place, and was indignant. Seeing that the two of them hadn’t moved their hands, they deliberately saved face in front of the other two, as if they were holding a ball in the middle of both palms. The most powerful handprint is the Great Bright Seal.

So far away, Song Qingshu felt that the air around her body seemed to be solidifying, and could not help but fly away in Chapter 66.

Kumazhi was also secretly frightened. The opponent's weapon was a snake-like long sword, with fierce and treacherous swordsmanship, as well as profound internal skills. In the blink of an eye, the two played a dozen tricks, and they didn't know the outcome.

Why are there so many young masters in Zhongyuan martial arts? Kumozhi was secretly frightened, but Nan Murong was fine. Although martial arts was good, it was always far from the reputation spread in the world. Before that, he met Song Qingshu before he dared not underestimate the heroes of the world. He didn't expect to meet again today. I arrived at a young man whose martial arts was not under him.

"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The opponent's weapon is too distinctive, and Kumo's wisdom flashed, and finally remembered who the opponent is.

"I don't know where your excellency is?" Yuan Chengzhi's face is ashamed. In the past few years, he has made great progress in martial arts. He thinks that there are few rivals in the rivers and lakes. He didn't expect that an ordinary monk would be able to tie himself.

"Master of Tubo, Great Wheel Ming King Kumazhi has seen the Golden Snake King." Kumazhi clasped his palms together, and secretly transported the Ningma Temple's unique flame knife.

Yuan Chengzhi was lucky in the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword made a slight dragon chant, waiting for the opportunity to find the flaws exposed by the other party.

"This monk is too powerful. I will hold him. You join hands and make a quick fight. It will be bad if the officers and soldiers of the Qing court react." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he didn't dare to look at everyone. On Mo Zhi.

Seeing his mouth opened, Kumachi knew that his anger was more or less dispelled, his eyes lit up, and he took this opportunity to deceive him and attacked him.

Yuan Chengzhi was jealous of his vague flame sword qi, and Ku Mazhi was also a little frightened by his weird swordsmanship. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi missed the first opportunity, he was still able to secure the atrium.

Kumozhi was secretly anxious, and he was dragged by the opponent, and if he wanted to tell the victory or defeat, he might have to do hundreds of tricks. The other three were all martial arts masters. Under the combined attack, Song Qingshu might not be able to catch it.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Duolong on the side slipped out from the door and summoned the soldiers and horses of the Xiaoqi Camp.

The blood knife ancestor and Lama Sangjie slowly walked around Song Qingshu, and together with Hong Antong, the three firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.

"The three of you all have great backgrounds in the martial arts. Together, they are more than ten times older than our son, and you even siege him together. Are you ashamed or ashamed!" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos to run away and saw Song Qingshu. Surrounded by three people, he couldn't help but sneer.

"This little lady is so handsome, and she has an appetite for her ancestor." The blood knife ancestor usually has countless ladies' virginity, and there is no way to see that the other party is disguised as a woman. He glanced at Shui Sheng, his eyes full of greed.

Lama Sangjie just touched his nose at Kumazhi’s place, and was indignant. Seeing that the two of them hadn’t moved their hands, they deliberately saved face in front of the other two, as if they were holding a ball in the middle of both palms. The most powerful handprint is the Great Bright Seal.

So far away, Song Qingshu felt that the air around her body seemed to be solidifying, and could not help but fly away in Chapter 66.

Kumazhi was also secretly frightened. The opponent's weapon was a snake-like long sword, with fierce and treacherous swordsmanship, as well as profound internal skills. In the blink of an eye, the two played a dozen tricks, and they didn't know the outcome.

Why are there so many young masters in Zhongyuan martial arts? Kumozhi was secretly frightened, but Nan Murong was fine. Although martial arts was good, it was always far from the reputation spread in the world. Before that, he met Song Qingshu before he dared not underestimate the heroes of the world. He didn't expect to meet again today. I arrived at a young man whose martial arts was not under him.

"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The opponent's weapon is too distinctive, and Kumo's wisdom flashed, and finally remembered who the opponent is.

"I don't know where your excellency is?" Yuan Chengzhi's face is ashamed. In the past few years, he has made great progress in martial arts. He thinks that there are few rivals in the rivers and lakes. He didn't expect that an ordinary monk would be able to tie himself.

"Master of Tubo, Great Wheel Ming King Kumazhi has seen the Golden Snake King." Kumazhi clasped his palms together, and secretly transported the Ningma Temple's unique flame knife.

Yuan Chengzhi was lucky in the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword made a slight dragon chant, waiting for the opportunity to find the flaws exposed by the other party.

"This monk is too powerful. I will hold him. You join hands and make a quick fight. It will be bad if the officers and soldiers of the Qing court react." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he didn't dare to look at everyone. On Mo Zhi.

Seeing his mouth opened, Kumachi knew that his anger was more or less dispelled, his eyes lit up, and he took this opportunity to deceive him and attacked him.

Yuan Chengzhi was jealous of his vague flame sword qi, and Ku Mazhi was also a little frightened by his weird swordsmanship. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi missed the first opportunity, he was still able to secure the atrium.

Kumozhi was secretly anxious, and he was dragged by the opponent, and if he wanted to tell the victory or defeat, he might have to do hundreds of tricks. The other three were all martial arts masters. Under the combined attack, Song Qingshu might not be able to catch it.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Duolong on the side slipped out from the door and summoned the soldiers and horses of the Xiaoqi Camp.

The blood knife ancestor and Lama Sangjie slowly walked around Song Qingshu, and together with Hong Antong, the three firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.

"The three of you all have great backgrounds in the martial arts. Together, they are more than ten times older than our son, and you even siege him together. Are you ashamed or ashamed!" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos to run away and saw Song Qingshu. Surrounded by three people, he couldn't help but sneer.

"This little lady is so handsome, and she has an appetite for her ancestor." The blood knife ancestor usually has countless ladies' virginity, and there is no way to see that the other party is disguised as a woman. He glanced at Shui Sheng, his eyes full of greed.

Lama Sangjie just touched his nose at Kumazhi’s place, and was indignant. Seeing that the two of them hadn’t moved their hands, they deliberately saved face in front of the other two, as if they were holding a ball in the middle of both palms. The most powerful handprint is the Great Bright Seal.

So far away, Song Qingshu felt that the air around her body seemed to be solidifying, and could not help but fly away in Chapter 66.

Kumazhi was also secretly frightened. The opponent's weapon was a snake-like long sword, with fierce and treacherous swordsmanship, as well as profound internal skills. In the blink of an eye, the two played a dozen tricks, and they didn't know the outcome.

Why are there so many young masters in Zhongyuan martial arts? Kumozhi was secretly frightened, but Nan Murong was fine. Although martial arts was good, it was always far from the reputation spread in the world. Before that, he met Song Qingshu before he dared not underestimate the heroes of the world. He didn't expect to meet again today. I arrived at a young man whose martial arts was not under him.

"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The opponent's weapon is too distinctive, and Kumo's wisdom flashed, and finally remembered who the opponent is.

"I don't know where your excellency is?" Yuan Chengzhi's face is ashamed. In the past few years, he has made great progress in martial arts. He thinks that there are few rivals in the rivers and lakes. He didn't expect that an ordinary monk would be able to tie himself.

"Master of Tubo, Great Wheel Ming King Kumazhi has seen the Golden Snake King." Kumazhi clasped his palms together, and secretly transported the Ningma Temple's unique flame knife.

Yuan Chengzhi was lucky in the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword made a slight dragon chant, waiting for the opportunity to find the flaws exposed by the other party.

"This monk is too powerful. I will hold him. You join hands and make a quick fight. It will be bad if the officers and soldiers of the Qing court react." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he didn't dare to look at everyone. On Mo Zhi.

Seeing his mouth opened, Kumachi knew that his anger was more or less dispelled, his eyes lit up, and he took this opportunity to deceive him and attacked him.

Yuan Chengzhi was jealous of his vague flame sword qi, and Ku Mazhi was also a little frightened by his weird swordsmanship. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi missed the first opportunity, he was still able to secure the atrium.

Kumozhi was secretly anxious, and he was dragged by the opponent, and if he wanted to tell the victory or defeat, he might have to do hundreds of tricks. The other three were all martial arts masters. Under the combined attack, Song Qingshu might not be able to catch it.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Duolong on the side slipped out from the door and summoned the soldiers and horses of the Xiaoqi Camp.

The blood knife ancestor and Lama Sangjie slowly walked around Song Qingshu, and together with Hong Antong, the three firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.

"The three of you all have great backgrounds in the martial arts. Together, they are more than ten times older than our son, and you even siege him together. Are you ashamed or ashamed!" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos to run away and saw Song Qingshu. Surrounded by three people, he couldn't help but sneer.

"This little lady is so handsome, and she has an appetite for her ancestor." The blood knife ancestor usually has countless ladies' virginity, and there is no way to see that the other party is disguised as a woman. He glanced at Shui Sheng, his eyes full of greed.

Lama Sangjie just touched his nose at Kumazhi’s place, and was indignant. Seeing that the two of them hadn’t moved their hands, they deliberately saved face in front of the other two, as if they were holding a ball in the middle of both palms. The most powerful handprint is the Great Bright Seal.

So far away, Song Qingshu felt the air around her body seemed to be freezing, and couldn’t help but