Flower Stealing Master

Looking at Mrs. Tang, who was sleeping sweetly on the bed, Huang Rong had to sigh with emotion: "What a beauty I feel pitiful for!"

A few hours after being clicked on the acupuncture point, the person will automatically untie it, so the acupuncture point on Mrs. Tang's body has already been unwrapped, but it was late at night when the acupuncture point was unwrapped, and she instinctively continued to sleep again. ? Need to read

Hearing the movement around, Madam Tang opened her eyes sleepily, and saw a charming young woman standing in front of her. The amorous feelings that exuded from her whole body even amazed the self-conscious Madam Tang, but she quickly recovered. Here, although the woman in front of me is pretty, looking at the anger between her brows, she seems to be a little uncomfortable: "Come here..."

Madam Tang subconsciously wanted to call for help, but before she could say her voice, she saw a pair of brilliant and beautiful eyes like gems.

"Look at me...Look at me..." Huang Rong stared closely at Madam Tang's eyes, and her voice became illusory.

It turned out that after Huang Rong went back last night, she took a bath until it was almost dawn. The gradual cold water calmed her down, and finally realized that there was a great flaw in her previous layout. That was Song Qingshu and Mrs. Tang the next day. Speaking of what happened last night, Mrs. Tang must be at a loss.

Although Huang Rong arranged the scene so vividly, perhaps Madam Tang would only think that she was so tired that she had forgotten something about her birth at night, and would not have any suspicion, but Huang Rong could not take risks. After all, Song Qingshu was a thoughtful person, if it was Madam Tang. His reaction made him see the flaws, and his efforts last night would fall short. ?? want to read the book?

Thinking that she gritted her teeth and endured the violent impact of Song Qingshu overnight in order to prevent her identity from being exposed last night, Huang Rong was embarrassed and embarrassed. She had already given so much, how could she make mistakes in the last link?

At this time, Huang Rong was like a gambler with red eyes. She had no retreat, she could only overwhelm everything she had.

Therefore, she kept wandering nearby, and after Song Qingshu left, she came in to perform the soul-shifting method on Mrs. Tang, and instilled all the things that were born in this room last night to her.

Over the years, Huang Rong has owned the entire "Nine Yin Zhenjing", but because of her personality, she has not practiced so diligently, so her accomplishments are far less than her husband Guo Jing. But for some of the skillful kung fu in "Nine Yin Zhenjing", her level is far behind Guo Jing.

The soul-shifting method is such a skillful skill. Guo Jing is an upright person and feels that this kungfu is an evil way, so he has never practiced it. However, Huang Rong is quite interested in it. He has practiced the soul-shifting method seven or eight. Eight, although limited to skill, it is difficult to work with masters, but it can be used to deal with a noble lady like Mrs. Tang who does not know the slightest martial arts, but it can't be easier.

Seeing that Mrs. Tang was successfully captured, Huang Rong began to imprint the events of last night into her mind little by little. Worried that a little negligence would lead to a complete loss of success, Huang Rong had no choice but to not let go of a single detail, not only specific to every sentence Song Qingshu said, but also specific to what gestures the other party used to bully her from beginning to end...

When Huang Rong came out of the room after she was finished, the oncoming breeze made her realize how hot her cheeks are at this time. Because of the retelling of those things last night just now, she kept flashing yesterday in her mind. Those fierce battle scenes at night.

Thinking of the man's rudeness, his wildness, and the gentleness and thoughtfulness that he showed from time to time, Huang Rong felt that her legs were a little weaker again. How dare she continue to remember, she hurriedly hurried away, covering her face.

Song Qingshu didn't know everything that was happening in the room. His current energy was all about not being revealed by Wan Yanliang's masters.

All the way to Mrs. Tang's original room, Wan Yan Liang was no longer here. Song Qingshu was taken aback and hurriedly searched elsewhere, and finally found him in Tang Kuobian's study.

Song Qingshu leaned under a remote window, quietly listening to the situation inside.

"Trash, it's all trash, haven't you found Tang Kuobian's whereabouts?" A voice full of anger suddenly sounded, and it was obvious that Wan Yanliang was reprimanding his subordinates.

"Subordinates are incompetent!" A trembling voice made the subordinates full of fear.

"Keep looking for this king, see people in life, and corpses in death. If you can't find his whereabouts today, don't come to see me." Wan Yanliang said coldly.

"Yes!"

Soon Song Qingshu noticed that a few people in the house hurriedly left, and it didn't take long for Wanyan Liang's voice to be heard again: "Mr. Murong, are there any clues found on those dead men?"

"Return to the prince, I checked the wounds on the dead men, everyone was killed with a single knife, and the murder weapon was their own knife. Obviously these dead men were snatched by the opponent when they encountered the enemy, and then the other party made it in one go. It took the lives of all the dead in the blink of an eye. This person's martial arts is really rare in the world."

A slightly old but very calm voice replied, Song Qingshu nodded secretly. This person is Murong Fu's nervous father Murong Bo. Although he is a little nervous, his eyesight is extremely accurate. Just a few words will last night. All the descriptions of life are eight. Nine are not separated from ten, as if they have seen it with their own eyes.

"This person can silently kill my dead soldier in the mansion of a master like a cloud, and successfully rob Tang Kuobian, who can't get through with this king?" There was a crisp sound, it should be in the hands of General Wan Yanliang. The teacup was thrown on the ground.

"Master, do you think it is from the emperor's side?" Murong Bo's voice was a little uncertain.

"Hiss~" Wan Yan Liang let out a sigh of relief, "It's not impossible..."

The room soon fell into a weird tranquility. Song Qingshu secretly thought. It seemed that under the calm appearance of the Jin Kingdom's palace, there were also strange waves. The emperor and this Wan Yanliang were obviously jealous of each other. It is estimated that sooner or later between the two of them in the near future. There is a break.

"In fact, this king suspected that the other party might be the one who rescued Huang Rong last night," Wan Yanliang snorted, thinking of Huang Rong's charming appearance and figure, he felt evil, "Several times bad my good deeds. If I know who it is, I will smash you into pieces!"

"The prince can rest assured, Guo Jing is in our hands, and Huang Rong will throw himself into the trap sooner or later." Murong Bo obviously knew what the other party was thinking, and he hit the key.

Wan Yanliang laughed loudly: "Mr. Murong, if you really succeed in catching Huang Rong, this king will give you a head start."

"Thank you, prince." The two people laughed ambiguously in the room.

Song Qingshu continued to listen for a while, until he could not hear any meaningful news, and then quietly left.

Back in the yard where his room was located, Song Qingshu suddenly turned around and stared at the rockery, a peach-faced beauty stepped out, staring at him in disgust.

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