Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 77 The Sweet Girl

The group of people swarmed with thousands of people. Wherever they passed, all schools and factions surrendered, and some were tough and unwilling to surrender, and they were quickly razed to the ground by the 3000 Xiaoqi Camp.

The chief altar of the Hebei Feiyun Gang, the leader of the Gang knelt on the ground and shivered, and Wei Xiaobao stood in the lead and read the imperial canonization impassibly.

Seeing the remorse and unwillingness in the head of the head, Song Qingshu couldn't help but slander: These ancient people didn't know what to pretend in their minds, didn't they just accept the imperial canon and express their nominal loyalty to the Qing country? Although the face suffers a bit, the lining hasn’t been lost at all. Why do all the sects look like they have been digging out their ancestral graves? There are so many sects who choose to hit the rocks with pebbles, so that the entire sect is removed from the world...

Song Qingshu certainly didn't know how much these ancients valued this name. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty and the Guiwang Department could even fight over who is the orthodox of the Ming Dynasty, and the first fight is a life and death, and it is cheaper than the Qing...

This Feiyun Gang accepted the Qing Dynasty's canonization, so in his life he would not even want to approach other circles toward the Qianming forces, as the saying goes.

"It's really hard to understand the thinking of these ancient people," Song Qingshu shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts, and opened the data in his hand to find out which school is the next unlucky ghost. The words'Wangwu School' suddenly came into view, and her heart couldn't help but move. .

A few days later, the army quickly drove to the foot of Wangwu Mountain. The local officials introduced the situation of the Wangwu faction to Wei Xiaobao in the middle account: "The leader of the Wangwu faction, Situ Bolei, was an old general of the Pingxi King Wu Sangui, because he was dissatisfied with the Pingxi King’s refuge. I was clear, and in my anger, I led a group of people into the rivers and lakes, and finally fell to the Wangwu Mountain as a bandit..."

"Wangwu Mountain is in a dangerous terrain. There are well-trained subordinates guarding the other side along the trails. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack..." the magistrate said while observing Wei Xiaobao's face.

It turned out that there were thousands of people under Situ Burei, many of whom were veterans who were good at fighting in the past. Since they settled in Wangwu Mountain, local officials have not been able to find a way to clean up, but it is a pity that the bureaucrats quickly licked blood on the heads of those knives. There is no effect in front of people.

Considering that this group of people showed no signs of rebellion, the magistrate was afraid that reporting to the court would affect his own political performance, so he simply turned one eye and closed one eye. This led to the fact that the Wangwu faction is now sitting bigger and bigger, and it is actually able to follow the court. The chamber resisted.

"Enlighten Jue Wei, his subordinates have already sent people to investigate. Wangwushan is indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack. If it is to be attacked, I am afraid that it will suffer heavy losses." A Xiaoqi camp general said in Wei Xiaobao's ear.

"Grandma bears, what kind of Wangwu sect is doing anti-Qing and Ming activities? I don't know if it has anything to do with heaven and earth?" Wei Xiaobao felt irritated, waved his hand quickly, and said, "Everyone will camp and rest tonight. For some time, the attack on the Wangwu faction needs a long-term plan."

The generals retired one after another and looked at the twins dressed as soldiers. Song Qingshu smiled like Duolong and others, and also witty Chapter 77 The Sweet Girl

Goodbye.

"Xiaobao, this Wangwu faction looks like a benevolent and righteous man, but you helped the Qing emperor to destroy it. My whole family died at the hands of the Manchu Tartar..." Seeing everyone leaving, they couldn't help but Eye rims were red, and he looked at Wei Xiaobao sadly.

"Shuang'er, the emperor's fate is embarrassing, husband and I can't help it." Wei Xiaobao let out a long sigh.

"Then we can't be the official of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. If we live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, wouldn't it be a hundred times happier than we are now?" Shuang'er looked at Wei Xiaobao hopefully.

"That's not necessarily..." Wei Xiaobao didn't take it seriously. He couldn't bear the glory and wealth. He quickly coaxed: "Good couple, you also know that my husband, I am the lord of the Qingmutang incense, I will definitely find a way to preserve the king's house. It’s just that it takes time to think about this method..."

"Xiaobao, I knew you were the best." Shuang'er burst into laughter.

Ears shaking, Song Qingshu, who was walking slowly deliberately, listened to the whispers from the two people in the big tent, and smiled in his heart: It seems that Wei Xiaobao is also thinking of letting the Wangwu faction go. That's easy.

After night fell, Song Qingshu put on night clothes, put on a silver mask, and silently sneaked up to Wangwu Mountain.

The army was pressing down on the territory, and the Wangwu faction had long been on the verge of an enemy. They were guarded by layers of heavy soldiers on the way up the mountain. The rabbits could not escape.

I don't know that Song Qingshu has a peerless effort to tread the sand without a trace, and when he uses it with all his strength, often the guards only notice a slight breeze. Song Qingshu has already swept past, all the way to the top of the mountain, no one can find him.

Today, the martial arts masters who can sneak up the mountain silently under this situation can count them with one palm-one is counted as the unbeaten in the east, one is counted as the ancestor of sunflower, and one is counted as one by the green-winged bat king Wei... As for Kumachi, although martial arts is high, it is impossible to not disturb any guards.

In the Wangwu school base camp, in a wooden house, Zeng Rou was leaning against the window, resting her cheek in her hand, staring at the bright moon in a daze.

The mountain came down to the Manchu Qing army. During the day, all uncles, brothers, and disciples quarreled a lot about it, and the people were panicked for a while.

Thinking of Master’s sad face, Zeng Rou looked at the moon, put her little hand on her lips, closed her eyes, and muttered to herself and made a wish: "Moon God, Moon God, please bless our Wangwu sent through. This time it’s difficult."

When she opened her eyes, she found that there was a masked person standing in front of her. Huarong couldn't help but lose her face. She subconsciously opened her mouth and screamed. She didn't know that the other party shot her acupuncture points quickly.

Song Qingshu looked at the woman in front of her, she saw a round face with a very sweet look, her big eyes were dark and shiny, and there was a trace of panic in her eyes. She was looking at herself in fear. His thoughts turned, looking at her age, the other party should be just like Zeng Rou is.

Hearing the sound of the opponent's patrol team around, Song Qingshu turned over Chapter 77 Sweet Girl in a flash.

Entering the house, he closed the window easily.

"Is it a flower-picking thief?" Zeng Rou was even more afraid when thinking of some legends in the world.

Guessing her thoughts, Song Qingshu looked at her amusedly: "Didn't you make a wish to the Moon God just now? The Moon God felt your sincerity, so he sent me to the world to rescue your Wangwu faction."

Zeng Rou's face turned flushed, she was not stupid, she didn't know that the other party was making fun of it deliberately, the girl's mind was heard by a strange man, and Zeng Rou wanted to sew in.

"I'm going to unlock your acupuncture points, but you are not allowed to shout, blink your eyes if you agree?" Seeing the other party blinking quickly a few times, Song Qingshu smiled and unlocked her acupuncture points.

Zeng Rou kept a distance from him and grabbed the sword on the table, feeling a little settled in her heart. She raised her head and asked, "Who are you?"

Hearing the clear and sweet voice of the other party, Song Qingshu's whole body seemed to be blown by a breeze, unspeakably comfortable, and secretly sighed: They all said that luoli has three good points-light tone, soft body, easy to push down, this sentence is placed on the girl. It is also fully applicable.

"I am the savior of your Wangwu faction." There is no master in the entire Wangwu faction. Song Qingshu is not as nervous as the other party. He looked around leisurely. After not finding a stool for a while, he took advantage of the situation and sat on the side of the bed. .

Seeing him sitting on her own bed, Zeng Rou was irritated and couldn't help but scolded: "Nonsense."

"I'm still talking nonsense," Song Qingshu gave her an angry look. "Now there are thousands of elites from the Qing Dynasty below the mountain. Although your Wangwu faction has a good place, you can't resist stubbornly. In the end, it is hard to escape the disaster. "

Zeng Rou's face turned pale, what he said was similar to what everyone was talking about during the day, and she felt sad: "Could it be that the Wangwu faction is really inevitable?"

Seeing her pitiful look, Song Qingshu felt pity: "Little girl, if you tell me your name, this god's envoy will try to save you."

Zeng Rou's face was flushed and she glanced at him angrily, but said nothing.

"I can guess if you don't tell me," Song Qingshu pretended to pinch his fingers and said, shaking his head, "isn't your name Zeng Rou?"

"How do you know?" Zeng Rou covered her horrified lips and looked at him incredulously.

"You said I was sent by the Moon God, you still don't believe it." Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile.

Zeng Rou's heart was also shaken, and she glanced at him with a complicated expression: "I don't know how you plan to save us?"

"You little girl is in a low position, and it's useless to tell you." Song Qingshu stood up, and saw that the other party was scared and stepped back subconsciously. He couldn't help but laughed, "I don't have time to play with you, take me. See your master."

How dare Zeng Rou rashly take a person of unknown origin to see her master, draw out the long sword in her hand Chapter 77: Sweet Girl

, Pointed at him and said: "Quickly tell who you are, or I will really call someone."

Song Qingshu lifted her hand, and Zeng Rou immediately felt a strong suction. Unprepared, she lost her balance and fell into the opponent's arms.

"Ah~" Zeng Rou couldn't help it anymore, a woman's nature made her scream.

The hand stopped the other party's slender waist, but Song Qingshu didn't mean to stop her at all. Instead, he picked her up and flew outside the house, smiling and looking at the disciples who rushed to hear the news.

He came up the mountain secretly this time without telling Wei Xiaobao, Kumozhi and the others, and he has been worried that he would be found out of the account after too long a delay.

I touched the top of the mountain just now, but I was dumbfounded to find that all the wooden houses were almost the same, and for a while, I couldn't find Situ Burei's location.

With the deepening of the inner strength, Song Qingshu became more and more discerning. He heard the voice of a girl wishing in the wind and followed the sound, only then found Zeng Rou.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not take his set, and refused to take him to find Situ Bolei. In desperation, he had to expose Xingzang and use Zeng Rou to lead the other party out.

"Scream louder, the more miserable the more sorrowful the better." Song Qingshu embraced the other's gentle body and squeezed her small waist recklessly, is it the so-called advantage and not the bastard.

Zeng Rou was held in his arms, and the acupoint was blocked in an instant. Only one mouth could make a sound. She was shocked and frightened, and she shouted very beautifully. Chapter 78: Sarong Jingchai

"Any thief, let go of Junior Sister Zeng Rou!"

"How dare to go to Wangwu Mountain to go wild."

...

Song Qingshu completely ignored the clamor, until a middle-aged man with white beard walked out of the crowd.

"Looking at your martial arts, you are by no means a general, so why bother with a little girl?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

"Are you Situ Burei?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and glanced at the other person.

"Yes, the old man is." The middle-aged man replied.

Listening to his breathing, you know that his martial arts is not brilliant, but the opponent has a kind of perseverance and brutality that is unique to soldiers. Song Qingshu secretly nodded: "There are important things to discuss with the old hero. I don't know if you have the courage to follow. I'll go into the house and talk about it?"

Situ Burei fell into silence. The other party visited late at night, acting suspiciously. Wouldn't it be dangerous to follow him into the house?

Seeing the leader's silence, the others shouted and urged him not to be fooled.

Acting in extraordinary times during extraordinary times, Song Qingshu coughed and said: "It is inevitable that the old hero Situ has scruples, but I am not asking you to come in, but threatening, understand?"

Song Qingshu paused and continued: "I count to three. If you don't want to talk to me in the house, I will strip off one piece of the little girl's clothes; then start counting again, and then strip her off again when you count to three. She knows that she can't take it off."

Zeng Rou's face turned pale with fright, and everyone from the Wangwu faction also scolded.

"Little beauty, do you think you brothers and sisters would pretend to be righteous and procrastinate to delay time just to take a look at your beautiful body? One...two..." Song Qingshu gently touched Zeng Rou's cheek with the tip of his nose. , Took a sigh of intoxication, the girl's unique youthful taste is really wonderful.

"Kill me, I won't be insulted by you!" Although Zeng Rou was afraid in her heart and trembling involuntarily, she was unwilling to let her beloved master fall into danger.

"Okay, I will follow you into the house!" Situ Burei finally said, Zeng Rou was entrusted to him by an old friend of his death, and he couldn't let Zeng Rou's innocence be ruined today.

"Sure enough, old hero Situ, please!" Song Qingshu stepped aside and made a gesture of asking.

Holding Zeng Rou, Song Qingshu slowly followed Situ Burei into the house, and noticed that the others were also surrounding him. Song Qingshu lifted his internal strength, and his sleeves flicked back. Everyone felt a strong force coming and stood one after another. Unsteady and fell to the ground.

"Wait later, if anyone dares to come within three feet of this hut, this stone will be his fate." Song Qingshu used a big Fumo fist and blasted a big stone next to him.

Zeng Rou saw the broken stone and felt cold in her heart: This man's martial arts is so high and so high...

The rest of the people were also pale and stopped one after another. They didn't leave for a while, nor did they leave. Chapter 78: Sarong Jingchai

"Any thief, let go of Junior Sister Zeng Rou!"

"How dare to go to Wangwu Mountain to go wild."

...

Song Qingshu completely ignored the clamor, until a middle-aged man with white beard walked out of the crowd.

"Looking at your martial arts, you are by no means a general, so why bother with a little girl?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

"Are you Situ Burei?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and glanced at the other person.

"Yes, the old man is." The middle-aged man replied.

Listening to his breathing, you know that his martial arts is not brilliant, but the opponent has a kind of perseverance and brutality that is unique to soldiers. Song Qingshu secretly nodded: "There are important things to discuss with the old hero. I don't know if you have the courage to follow. I'll go into the house and talk about it?"

Situ Burei fell into silence. The other party visited late at night, acting suspiciously. Wouldn't it be dangerous to follow him into the house?

Seeing the leader's silence, the others shouted and urged him not to be fooled.

Acting in extraordinary times during extraordinary times, Song Qingshu coughed and said: "It is inevitable that the old hero Situ has scruples, but I am not asking you to come in, but threatening, understand?"

Song Qingshu paused and continued: "I count to three. If you don't want to talk to me in the house, I will strip off one piece of the little girl's clothes; then start counting again, and then strip her off again when you count to three. She knows that she can't take it off."

Zeng Rou's face turned pale with fright, and everyone from the Wangwu faction also scolded.

"Little beauty, do you think you brothers and sisters would pretend to be righteous and procrastinate to delay time just to take a look at your beautiful body? One...two..." Song Qingshu gently touched Zeng Rou's cheek with the tip of his nose. , Took a sigh of intoxication, the girl's unique youthful taste is really wonderful.

"Kill me, I won't be insulted by you!" Although Zeng Rou was afraid in her heart and trembling involuntarily, she was unwilling to let her beloved master fall into danger.

"Okay, I will follow you into the house!" Situ Burei finally said, Zeng Rou was entrusted to him by an old friend of his death, and he couldn't let Zeng Rou's innocence be ruined today.

"Sure enough, old hero Situ, please!" Song Qingshu stepped aside and made a gesture of asking.

Holding Zeng Rou, Song Qingshu slowly followed Situ Burei into the house, and noticed that the others were also surrounding him. Song Qingshu lifted his internal strength, and his sleeves flicked back. Everyone felt a strong force coming and stood one after another. Unsteady and fell to the ground.

"Wait later, if anyone dares to come within three feet of this hut, this stone will be his fate." Song Qingshu used a big Fumo fist and blasted a big stone next to him.

Zeng Rou saw the broken stone and felt cold in her heart: This man's martial arts is so high and so high...

The rest of the people were also pale and stopped one after another. They didn't leave for a while, nor did they leave. Chapter 78: Sarong Jingchai

"Any thief, let go of Junior Sister Zeng Rou!"

"How dare to go to Wangwu Mountain to go wild."

...

Song Qingshu completely ignored the clamor, until a middle-aged man with white beard walked out of the crowd.

"Looking at your martial arts, you are by no means a general, so why bother with a little girl?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

"Are you Situ Burei?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and glanced at the other person.

"Yes, the old man is." The middle-aged man replied.

Listening to his breathing, you know that his martial arts is not brilliant, but the opponent has a kind of perseverance and brutality that is unique to soldiers. Song Qingshu secretly nodded: "There are important things to discuss with the old hero. I don't know if you have the courage to follow. I'll go into the house and talk about it?"

Situ Burei fell into silence. The other party visited late at night, acting suspiciously. Wouldn't it be dangerous to follow him into the house?

Seeing the leader's silence, the others shouted and urged him not to be fooled.

Acting in extraordinary times during extraordinary times, Song Qingshu coughed and said: "It is inevitable that the old hero Situ has scruples, but I am not asking you to come in, but threatening, understand?"

Song Qingshu paused and continued: "I count to three. If you don't want to talk to me in the house, I will strip off one piece of the little girl's clothes; then start counting again, and then strip her off again when you count to three. She knows that she can't take it off."

Zeng Rou's face turned pale with fright, and everyone from the Wangwu faction also scolded.

"Little beauty, do you think you brothers and sisters would pretend to be righteous and procrastinate to delay time just to take a look at your beautiful body? One...two..." Song Qingshu gently touched Zeng Rou's cheek with the tip of his nose. , Took a sigh of intoxication, the girl's unique youthful taste is really wonderful.

"Kill me, I won't be insulted by you!" Although Zeng Rou was afraid in her heart and trembling involuntarily, she was unwilling to let her beloved master fall into danger.

"Okay, I will follow you into the house!" Situ Burei finally said, Zeng Rou was entrusted to him by an old friend of his death, and he couldn't let Zeng Rou's innocence be ruined today.

"Sure enough, old hero Situ, please!" Song Qingshu stepped aside and made a gesture of asking.

Holding Zeng Rou, Song Qingshu slowly followed Situ Burei into the house, and noticed that the others were also surrounding him. Song Qingshu lifted his internal strength, and his sleeves flicked back. Everyone felt a strong force coming and stood one after another. Unsteady and fell to the ground.

"Wait later, if anyone dares to come within three feet of this hut, this stone will be his fate." Song Qingshu used a big Fumo fist and blasted a big stone next to him.

Zeng Rou saw the broken stone and felt cold in her heart: This man's martial arts is so high and so high...

The rest of the people were also pale and stopped one after another. They didn't leave for a while, nor did they leave. Chapter 78: Sarong Jingchai

"Any thief, let go of Junior Sister Zeng Rou!"

"How dare to go to Wangwu Mountain to go wild."

...

Song Qingshu completely ignored the clamor, until a middle-aged man with white beard walked out of the crowd.

"Looking at your martial arts, you are by no means a general, so why bother with a little girl?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

"Are you Situ Burei?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and glanced at the other person.

"Yes, the old man is." The middle-aged man replied.

Listening to his breathing, you know that his martial arts is not brilliant, but the opponent has a kind of perseverance and brutality that is unique to soldiers. Song Qingshu secretly nodded: "There are important things to discuss with the old hero. I don't know if you have the courage to follow. I'll go into the house and talk about it?"

Situ Burei fell into silence. The other party visited late at night, acting suspiciously. Wouldn't it be dangerous to follow him into the house?

Seeing the leader's silence, the others shouted and urged him not to be fooled.

Acting in extraordinary times during extraordinary times, Song Qingshu coughed and said: "It is inevitable that the old hero Situ has scruples, but I am not asking you to come in, but threatening, understand?"

Song Qingshu paused and continued: "I count to three. If you don't want to talk to me in the house, I will strip off one piece of the little girl's clothes; then start counting again, and then strip her off again when you count to three. She knows that she can't take it off."

Zeng Rou's face turned pale with fright, and everyone from the Wangwu faction also scolded.

"Little beauty, do you think you brothers and sisters would pretend to be righteous and procrastinate to delay time just to take a look at your beautiful body? One...two..." Song Qingshu gently touched Zeng Rou's cheek with the tip of his nose. , Took a sigh of intoxication, the girl's unique youthful taste is really wonderful.

"Kill me, I won't be insulted by you!" Although Zeng Rou was afraid in her heart and trembling involuntarily, she was unwilling to let her beloved master fall into danger.

"Okay, I will follow you into the house!" Situ Burei finally said, Zeng Rou was entrusted to him by an old friend of his death, and he couldn't let Zeng Rou's innocence be ruined today.

"Sure enough, old hero Situ, please!" Song Qingshu stepped aside and made a gesture of asking.

Holding Zeng Rou, Song Qingshu slowly followed Situ Burei into the house, and noticed that the others were also surrounding him. Song Qingshu lifted his internal strength, and his sleeves flicked back. Everyone felt a strong force coming and stood one after another. Unsteady and fell to the ground.

"Wait later, if anyone dares to come within three feet of this hut, this stone will be his fate." Song Qingshu used a big Fumo fist and blasted a big stone next to him.

Zeng Rou saw the broken stone and felt cold in her heart: This man's martial arts is so high and so high...

The rest of the people were also pale and stopped one after another. They didn't leave for a while, nor did they leave. Chapter 78: Sarong Jingchai

"Any thief, let go of Junior Sister Zeng Rou!"

"How dare to go to Wangwu Mountain to go wild."

...

Song Qingshu completely ignored the clamor, until a middle-aged man with white beard walked out of the crowd.

"Looking at your martial arts, you are by no means a general, so why bother with a little girl?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

"Are you Situ Burei?" Song Qingshu opened his eyes and glanced at the other person.

"Yes, the old man is." The middle-aged man replied.

Listening to his breathing, you know that his martial arts is not brilliant, but the opponent has a kind of perseverance and brutality that is unique to soldiers. Song Qingshu secretly nodded: "There are important things to discuss with the old hero. I don't know if you have the courage to follow. I'll go into the house and talk about it?"

Situ Burei fell into silence. The other party visited late at night, acting suspiciously. Wouldn't it be dangerous to follow him into the house?

Seeing the leader's silence, the others shouted and urged him not to be fooled.

Acting in extraordinary times during extraordinary times, Song Qingshu coughed and said: "It is inevitable that the old hero Situ has scruples, but I am not asking you to come in, but threatening, understand?"

Song Qingshu paused and continued: "I count to three. If you don't want to talk to me in the house, I will strip off one piece of the little girl's clothes; then start counting again, and then strip her off again when you count to three. She knows that she can't take it off."

Zeng Rou's face turned pale with fright, and everyone from the Wangwu faction also scolded.

"Little beauty, do you think you brothers and sisters would pretend to be righteous and procrastinate to delay time just to take a look at your beautiful body? One...two..." Song Qingshu gently touched Zeng Rou's cheek with the tip of his nose. , Took a sigh of intoxication, the girl's unique youthful taste is really wonderful.

"Kill me, I won't be insulted by you!" Although Zeng Rou was afraid in her heart and trembling involuntarily, she was unwilling to let her beloved master fall into danger.

"Okay, I will follow you into the house!" Situ Burei finally said, Zeng Rou was entrusted to him by an old friend of his death, and he couldn't let Zeng Rou's innocence be ruined today.

"Sure enough, old hero Situ, please!" Song Qingshu stepped aside and made a gesture of asking.

Holding Zeng Rou, Song Qingshu slowly followed Situ Burei into the house, and noticed that the others were also surrounding him. Song Qingshu lifted his internal strength, and his sleeves flicked back. Everyone felt a strong force coming and stood one after another. Unsteady and fell to the ground.

"Wait later, if anyone dares to come within three feet of this hut, this stone will be his fate." Song Qingshu used a big Fumo fist and blasted a big stone next to him.

Zeng Rou saw the broken stone and felt cold in her heart: This man's martial arts is so high and so high...

The rest of the people were also pale and stopped one after another. They didn't leave for a while, nor did they leave.