Flower Stealing Master

Although her nails are not very sharp, no one will doubt whether they can kill people if they are scratched to the neck. The red nail polish on it seems to be stained with blood, beautiful but weird.

Why did Song Qingshu's current Xiu wait? When the opponent moved, he felt it. He took advantage of the trend to hide, and the opponent's nail was pierced without any hesitation. His wrist was as flexible as a snake, and he continued to attack.

But Song Qingshu is more clever, flicking her fingers one by one, grabbing her hands, "Golden Snake Wrapped Hands? What is your relationship with Jin Snake Langjun?"

With his hands being restrained, Shan Yuru did not show the slightest worry and fear, but smiled and said: "Why don't you ask me what is the relationship with the Golden Snake King?"

Song Qingshu frowned, snorted and pushed her aside: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Shan Yuru used his fingers to lift some messy hair back to his ears, and bowed slightly to bow to him: "Yuru has seen the son."

Song Qingshu said solemnly: "What son? You are a girl, how come you have the habit of identifying men randomly."

Shan Yuru pursed his lips and smiled: "If it is really Shuiyue Dazong, I'm afraid I will admit my mistake."

Song Qingshu couldn't help being big for a while. What happened this time? It was only two days after coming with Lin, and he was seen through one after another. It seems that Dongying Devil is really difficult to handle.

"It's not a good thing for a woman to be too smart. It's easy to cause a murder." The knife in Song Qingshu's hand was already out of the sheath while he was speaking.

"Why do you have to pretend to be a wicked person? I know that the son is kind and will never kill people. What's more, I am on the son's side, and the son has no need to kill me." Shan Yuru did not resist at all and let him kill appearance.

Song Qingshu snorted heavily and put the knife back in its sheath: "How on earth did you recognize me?"

Shan Yuru sat down beside him and said softly: "Did I not tell you last time, I was backlashed by the charm technique I used to you, so I was extremely sensitive to your breath, and I was not too far apart just now. I'm sure, that's why I tried it out. As soon as we touched my body, my whole body became soft, and there would still be doubts."

Song Qingshu frowned and said, "Are you seduce me?"

Shan Yuru didn't show the slightest shame on his face, and said calmly and naturally: "I'm just telling the truth."

Song Qingshu said lightly: "Since you know who I am, you can now expose me."

Shan Yuru sighed: "The son still doesn't believe me. Not only did you let me go in Xingqing Mansion several times, you also saved my life, so how could I do something unfavorable to the son?"

Song Qingshu smiled and said, "This is a bit unexpected. When do you people in the Holy Sect pay attention to repaying kindness by virtue?"

Shan Yuru blushed and said, "It's true that I don't do this to other people on weekdays, but the son is different, let alone you are still a man who sees my body."

"Cough cough..." Song Qingshu hurriedly put the tea cup down, as if the tea was burning her mouth, "You, a demon girl with a great charm, will not hurt your conscience if you say this kind of thing?"

"If you don't believe me, try it." Shan Yuru leaned over when he was speaking, blinking his eyes as pure as the girl next door, but only those who knew her would know that she is a cannibal who doesn't spit out bones. The enchantress.

"How to try?" Song Qingshu didn't react for a while.

Shan Yuru lowered his head slightly, and a touch of shyness appeared between his brows: "You can try whatever you want."

Song Qingshu suffocated his breath. He felt that it would be better not to talk about these dangerous topics with this charming woman. He hurriedly stretched the distance and asked, "What is the matter with you this time?"

Shan Yuru didn’t press on every step of the way. Seeing him asking about business, he replied: “I’m here this time to invite Shuiyue Dazong to a banquet. He gave me a death order and I must invite someone today. , But now that I know it’s the son, it doesn’t matter if I go or not."

"Who is the master in your mouth?" Song Qingshu directly ignored her miserable behavior.

Shan Yuru replied: "Now the seventh prince of Mongolia is not brother Ali. Don’t misunderstand him. Calling him his master is just a casual joke. In fact, I am independent of him. He provides us with resources and power. It’s more appropriate to use Ke Qing to provide him with a force value."

Song Qingshu suddenly smiled: "You are anxious to explain to me what these do."

Shan Yuru said quietly, "Aren't you afraid that the son will think more, you men are the least angry in this regard."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but froze for a while: "Master, can you stop talking to me in this lover's tone, and make it look like what's between us."

Shan Yuru put away his smile: "Well, it was just out of a habit for many years, and I can't change it for a while."

Seeing her instantly turned from affectionate to dignified and indifferent, Song Qingshu really didn't know which side was the real her: "You are also the master of the dignified religion, why doesn't Ali ask someone to ask you to go out?"

Shan Yuru smiled bitterly: "It's not the last trip to Xingqing Mansion. The besieging of Geldan failed, but the army was destroyed. Later, he had to deal with Xu Liewu, and he was accidentally tricked. The two missions were completely defeated, brother Ali. How could you have a good face to me."

"This time I invite Dazong Shuiyue to the banquet. Dazong Shuiyue has a special identity. After all, he is the guest of the sweating man. I am afraid that he will not associate with the prince underneath. Because he is famous for her lust, so Brother Ali will let me not use it. I have to ask him to go over by any means. I came here because it was too difficult to refuse because of the failure of the last mission."

Song Qingshu frowned slightly: "Would you like to come over if you betray your beauty?"

"Does the son really care about me?" Shan Yuru smiled, "I haven't reached the point of betraying my beauty. You also know that I am a master of charm. If I meet those men who hook their fingers on weekdays, they can make them worry about it. It doesn't need to be. What is the real sacrifice."

Song Qingshu just thought of the situation of the servant and the wind girl just now. Even a woman can't resist her charm, let alone a lecherous man.

"What's the purpose of Ali Budi looking for Shuiyue Dazong this time?" Song Qingshu then asked.

Shan Yuru thought about it and replied: "It should be the battle of Xingqing Mansion. Shuiyue Dazong was supposed to protect Xu Liewu but escaped. Although he was remedied afterwards, the cracks could not be completely eliminated. Ali is not. I have never dealt with Kublai and Xu Liewu, so naturally I want to take the opportunity to draw a gap."

Song Qingshu's eyes lit up. Zhao Min's previous plan was to take advantage of the dispute between Alibaba and Kublai. Zheng Chou couldn't find an entry point: "That's right, I want to see him too, so you can go back to life."

Shan Yuru wanted to persuade him, but suddenly thought that the other party is so capable, even Longtan Tiger’s lair would come and go freely, so he smiled and said, "Thank you for your success. By the way, there is something to remind him. It’s said that there will be one for this banquet. Mysterious guests will be there, and the son will take precautions at that time."

"Mysterious person?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, "Who is the other party?"

Shan Yuru shook his head: "I don't know, and everyone who knows it is secretive."