Flower Stealing Master

"Really?" Song Qingshu showed a touch of emotion.

Seeing the wretched smile of the man in front of her, Tianshan Tong's grandmother was secretly angry, but now the situation is not forgiving, she can only control her emotions: "Of course it is true."

"Dozens are dozens, after all?" Song Qingshu had an inquiring expression.

Tianshan Tongmao forcefully resisted the anger in her heart: "Do you want dozens of them?"

"Of course the more the better." Seeing Xiao Luoli's angry look, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little happy.

"Can I give you a hundred?" Tianshan Tongmao's voice became cold, and the murderous intent had been revealed uncontrollably.

"Fine, okay." Song Qingshu poked his hands happily, as if the bargain had been reduced.

Tianshan Tong Grandma finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that when she arrives at the Lingjiu Palace, she will let you know what it means to survive and die!

Song Qingshu circled two times excitedly, and finally stopped, with a reluctant expression: "Forget it, a hundred little girls are good, but if you don’t get it for a day, it’s the flowers and the moon in the mirror. Those of us in the rivers and lakes spend every day. It’s the days of the knife head licking blood. After today, you may not be able to see the sun tomorrow. It’s better to have wine now and be drunk now."

Tianshan Tong's grandmother changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

Song Qingshu laughed hehe: "It means it's enough to spend the night with a pretty little girl like you, let's talk about that one hundred little girls later."

"Dare you!" Tianshan Tongmao was dumbfounded. She never expected that she would face such a problem. Normally, such goods can't get within ten feet of her side. Even if they do appear, move your fingers. It would make him worse than death, but it happened at this time.

"Little sister, uncle will make you feel the joy of being a woman." Song Qingshu feels that he is very talented in acting as a bad person. At this time, he is absolutely as disgusting as his face—of course, Mu Gaofeng himself has a wretched appearance. To a great effect.

"Bastard!" Speaking of this, if Tianshan Tongmao can hold her back, she is not Tianshan Tongmao, and directly waved to the other side's face.

"The little girl is still angry..." Song Qingshu was halfway talking, and suddenly her face changed slightly, because the other party's slap was just a false move. Her real purpose was to poke a few big holes on his waist with the other hand.

Song Qingshu hurriedly reached out and grabbed her slapped hand, and the other hand blocked her attack. The attack angle of the other party was really weird, so it took a lot of effort to stop her with his current martial arts. .

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his face suddenly changed, because the hand that slapped the slap had clearly caught the wrist, but suddenly turned around like a loach, forcibly locking his veins at an incredible angle.

It's a pity that most of her skills have disappeared now, and as soon as her fingers hit the pulse, Song Qingshu's body guard zhenqi was shocked.

"Tianshan Ziemei Hand, really well-deserved." Song Qingshu secretly smacked his tongue. This kind of capture skill is most suitable for short-range close attacks, and it should be counted as the best in the world in this field.

Tianshan Tongmao is really experienced. The combination attack just now is both confusing and offensive. He is well versed in the truth of the truth and the truth. The skill can be said to have been MAX. If there is peak internal cooperation, he just Maybe you have to suffer a big loss.

It's just that now he couldn't give the other party any more chances. He held her two small hands tightly and pinched her veins. She only felt that her whole body was soft, and she could still lift a little bit of strength.

"Little sister, you are small, and you have a big temper." Song Qingshu is now in an absolute advantage, and can't help but make fun of it.

"Which evildoer are you?" Tianshan Tongmao suddenly calmed down, and did not show any excessive reactions such as struggle.

Song Qingshu was startled: "What do you mean?"

Tianshan Tong said: "I was almost deceived by you before, but now I finally remember that I heard that Sai Beiming camel robbed the house, but I have never heard of his habit of female sex, let alone ... like little girls."

"Led by all evils, the most shameless in the arena is the flower thief. It is normal for me to deliberately conceal this information." Song Qingshu explained.

Tianshan Tongmao sneered: "And your martial arts have completely exposed that you are not a wooden peak. The light work you performed when saving me at the Wanxian Conference was extremely clever. At that time, I was a little skeptical, until you just dealt with my Tianshan Zhemei. Hand, if Mu Gaofeng had this ability, he would have long been a prominent figure in the martial arts, and he would not be confined to the northern part of Saibei."

Song Qingshu nodded secretly. Just now the other party suddenly attacked. His instinctive reaction did reveal too much information.

Now that he had been seen through, he didn't bother to pretend, after all, it was quite uncomfortable to pretend to be a camel crouching on his waist.

Standing up straight, he took out the stuff that was disguised as a hunchback and threw it aside, moving his muscles and bones and letting out a long sigh of relief: "I wanted to play with you, but I didn't expect it to be seen through."

"Your voice..." Tianshan Tong Grandma was startled, vaguely feeling a bit familiar.

Song Qingshu took off the mask and squatted down in front of her with a smile: "We meet again."

"It's you?" Tianshan Tong's grandmother exclaimed, forgetting to hide her voice, and involuntarily restored the milky sound.

Seeing her clearing her throat and intending to restore her old voice, Song Qingshu patted her on the head angrily: "It's alright, we know the bottom line, what else can you pretend to do."

"Don't hit me on the head!" Tianshan Tongmao glared at her, clutching her head.

Seeing her vivid expression at this time, Song Qingshu really finds it difficult to connect her with a ninety-something old lady, thinking that she is more like a little girl.

"Hey, you're not the granddaughter of Tianshan Tongmao who is pretending to be her?" Song Qingshu said suspiciously.

Tianshan Tong Grandma said angrily: "I have been like a jade for the rest of my life, how can I have any granddaughter!"

"Shoushen like jade?" Song Qingshu frowned slightly, and directly stretched out his hand to grab her wrist. The other party subconsciously wanted to hide, but unfortunately without his skill, the reaction speed was greatly reduced at this time, where could he hide.

After checking her pulse, Song Qingshu nodded: "Well, it is indeed a virgin body."

Tianshan Tong Grandma didn't expect that he was actually checking this seriously, even though she had so much experience, she was also very embarrassed and angry at this time: "Damn! Let me go."

She was ashamed and angry, but the shout was so loud that someone from the mountainside could only hear a long cry: "Here, everyone is chasing this way." The voice was clear and loud, and it was the voice of an unfair person.

Song Qingshu was startled: "These people are not weak, they are actually catching up."