Flower Stealing Master

Na Hong Ying couldn't help but stunned when he saw his face, but he let out a cold snort, and continued to attack the next moment.

So Song Qingshu was in a hurry and shouted as he dodges: "You recognize it and beat it?"

"Whoever asks you to go back to your own house is like a thief, sneaky and deserves to be beaten!"

Dressed in red, martial arts is close to Song Qingshu, who else besides Dongfang Muxue?

The movement here also alarmed the soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin. Soon heavy footsteps sounded, and a pair of armored warriors surrounded them.

"Retire!" a woman in a tight leather jacket shouted. She is not only the princess of the Kingdom of Jin, but also the sister-in-law of Tang Kuobian, the country's top power minister. The key is to be in charge of the secret service all the year round. The existence of cry, how dare these samurai have any objections, come fast and retreat fast.

Song Qingshu was so upset by Dongfang Muxue that she wanted to grab her and press her on her lap to spank her. Unfortunately, the opponent's martial arts was too high, even if it was not so easy to defeat her with his current cultivation base, such a situation can only be imagined. Just thinking about it.

"Dongfang girl, the lesson is almost enough to teach him, let's reconsider the business." Wan Yanping smiled from the side.

Dongfang Muxue just snorted, and she returned to her and stood with her hand in her hands.

Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief: "The sister-in-law is still the most intimate."

"Brother-in-law~" Even though the two had already had a close relationship, Wan Yanping called out subconsciously.

On the side of the general, Wanyan Chen saw the shyness of the little daughter on the face of the always cruel devil, and his heart was overwhelmed. In fact, these days when the sisters Gebi and Wanyanping met him, they often revealed the news, plus Now he is witnessing the situation, how can he not understand Song Qingshu's identity.

Although there were too many shocks, he hesitated for a long time after thinking that Song Qingshu had pulled out all his group of people with one hand, and finally did not ask aloud.

"Brother Qingshu~" A beautiful young girl bounced out and took his arms, not minding the tenderness of her chest and the elbows of her close to each other.

"Little Fairy!" Wan Yan Ping snorted, but she didn't say anything when she thought of Wan Yan Zhongjie's pitiful life experience.

"My sister is here too, isn't Mr. Ouyang also nearby." Song Qingshu looked around.

"Hahaha~" With a long laugh, a tall, white-haired old man also walked out of the big tent. The whole person has an inexplicable power. It's not Ouyang Feng who is Western Poison. "Does the old man still remember me." "

"What did Brother Ouyang say? If you weren't for it, I'm afraid I would still be confused for a long time." Song Qingshu couldn't help thinking of what happened on Shenlong Island.

Ouyang Feng also sighed: "Time flies so fast. It's really the back wave of the Yangtze River that pushes the front wave. Now your martial arts have far surpassed me. I just saw you fight against each other. I am really ashamed."

Song Qingshu laughed and said: "Brother Ouyang is humble, this time you look at your mythology introverted, and you must have made a lot of progress in the retreat some time ago."

"It's just a little progress, it's really not enough." Although Ouyang Feng said so, his face still showed a hint of color. The last time he witnessed the life and death battle of several great masters in Wudang Mountain, he was greatly shocked. , I also realized in my heart, after returning to retreat for a long time, now I have vaguely touched the threshold.

"You two should stop praising each other there, let's come in and discuss business matters." Dongfang Muxue couldn't listen anymore, and directly opened the curtain of the big tent and walked in first.

Song Qingshu smirked and hurriedly followed in. After so long, Dongfang Muxue still has its own domineering, not at all like other women, but he doesn't know why, the more the other party is like this, the more he feels it. There is a special charm in the other party that attracts him.

Damn, is this cheap?

When a group of people arrived in the big tent, Song Qingshu and Monk Wanyanchen nodded, saying that many things don't need to be said too thoroughly, everything is silent.

"Dongfang, why are you here?" Song Qingshu then asked Dongfang Muxue.

Dongfang Muxue rolled her eyes: "How can I not come to such a big thing? It's just that Qing is too far away from here, and it is not convenient to send troops to rescue Xixia, so I will come over and see if I can help you. The plan, it should require me."

Song Qingha laughed: "Yes, originally only 50% sure, but now you come, I am 70% sure."

Dongfang Muxue frowned and said, "Don't be careless. The Mongolian masters are like clouds. We may not be able to do it with the two of us alone."

Song Qingshu explained: "The great master next to Tie Muzhen is already dead, and the remaining Pang Ban is in Helin. The masters around him are unprecedentedly weak. It is a good time to start." He moved forward. What happened over time is probably said again.

Wan Yanping on the side hurriedly reminded: "Brother-in-law still has to be careful. Although there is no great master by his side, there are still a lot of other masters. I won't talk about the masters of the Jianghu sect such as Basiba and Tantric, just say him. The 2000 quiverers and quiverers in Xue Junli are extremely difficult. Every quiverer is a top-notch player in the arena, and every quiverer is comparable to a sharpshooter like the Baxiong, and is different from the masters of the rivers and lakes. These people are good at the art of combined strikes, even if a master-level master meets them, it is a dead end."

She is in charge of Jin Guo's intelligence department, so she knows all these things.

Song Qingshu sighed. He has been in Mongolia for so long and has found out the information. The number of masters with surnames around Temujin has decreased, but the guards around him are still strong. If you can’t make a quick battle, you will not only have to fight These 2,000 guards and the quiver fight head-on, and they have to fight together with thousands of troops, so that even the great master cannot escape.

The Grand Master is powerful, and the internal strength is endless, but the recovery speed of internal strength and physical strength is also limited. When besieged by thousands of troops, the consumption of internal strength will inevitably be greater than its recovery. As time goes by, it will be destined to be consumed.

Of course, unless they are forced into a desperate situation where they cannot leave, Grand Masters and even Grand Masters can still avoid danger in advance, and it is not easy for the army to kill them.

Song Qingshu roughly said his plan again, and the others were surprised again and again, but Dongfang Muxue hesitated: "Are you sure that Tie Muzhen will start a division for a woman to start a division and fight against Xiu Xiu?"

"Trust me, he will, Princess Xiangxiang is a woman that any man in the world would want to see." Song Qingshu's stunning face appeared in her mind, and she sighed sincerely.

"Even people who are used to seeing beauty like this say that, presumably Princess Xiangxiang is really beautiful, so I want to see her." Dongfang Muxue's beautiful face also showed a hint of curiosity.

Song Qingshu then remembered this guy's seemingly offensive attributes, and he couldn't help but look weird for a while.

Wanyan Chungjie became a little uneasy. Seeing Song Qingshu admiring Princess Xiangxiang’s beauty like this, she couldn’t help feeling a little sour, and hurriedly changed the subject: “Then we’ll wait for you to kill Temujin. After sending the signal, take advantage of the Mongolian army’s chaos. Cover up when you make a group."

"But if the assassination fails, after all, I have heard that countless people have failed to assassinate Temujin over the years. The King of Killers in the west of Guangguang has organized thousands of assassinations." As the commander of the first army, Monk Wanyan Chen, Consider a lot.

Song Qingshu sighed: "If the assassination fails, then you immediately return to the Golden State with your army and prepare for the next offensive against Mongolia."

Wan Yanping gently held his hand: "Brother-in-law, I believe you, you will succeed." She was telling the truth. In her heart, the other party is a man who can do all things miraculous.

Song Qingshu smiled at her, but he felt a little senseless. He hadn't been so nervous and nervous for a long time. The last time it seemed to be replaced by the all-out assassination of Xuan Ye in Jin Guo. This time it is reasonable to be more prepared, and the helper is also More, even his own cultivation base is more powerful, but he is still worried.

A group of people discussed the details of the plan, and Song Qingshu was about to leave, and he had to contact the Sichuan army for confirmation.

Before leaving, he called Wan Yanping aside and asked softly, "How is your sister."

A smile appeared on Wan Yanping's face: "My sister is all right now. By the way, the child has been born and she is a girl."

Song Qingshu was overjoyed: "Good girl, she will definitely be as gentle and beautiful as her mother. By the way, have you named it?"

Wan Yanping breathed a sigh of relief. My sister has been worried that the other person would like boys more during this period: "No, my sister said that I will name her when you go back."

Song Qingshu's heart trembled, and a warm current flowed through. The simple sentence made him feel at home: "Well, for our baby girl, I will definitely succeed this time!"

Thinking of Gebi coaxing the child gently, Song Qingshu became proud and felt that there were no difficulties that could not be overcome.

Wan Yanping's face turned red, thinking that since her brother-in-law likes children so much, maybe I will give him some births.

Leaving from the big account of the Kingdom of Jin, Song Qingshu rushed all the way to the south of the camp of the Song Army. With the information provided by Wan Yanping, it was not difficult to find.

Dongfang Muxue also walked with him. Seeing the smile on the corner of his mouth along the way, she couldn't help but ask: "Do you like children so much?"

Song Qingshu smiled and looked at her: "Why, do you want to give birth to me too?"

Dongfang Muxue snorted: "It hurts so much to have a child, I'm not interested. In contrast, I'm even more curious about how beautiful the princess Xiangxiang is.

Song Qingshu rolled his eyes: "Can you change your hobby? Isn't it enough for so many concubines in the Forbidden City?"

The corners of Dongfang Muxue's mouth rose with a beautiful arc, and her brows became more picturesque, and she was incomparably charming: "Why, are you jealous?"

Song Qingshu was annoyed: "No, you have to make your belly bigger, so that you don't have some bad thoughts all day long."

Dongfang Muxue's figure flashed, leaving only a red afterimage and a silver bell-like laughter in the air: "It depends on whether you have that ability~"

"Compared with me?" Song Qingshu chuckled twice, and hurried to catch up.

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