Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 74 An Extra Person in the Imperial Study Room

Kumazhi knew that Song Qingshu was for him to step down. Although in the eyes of Kangxi and others, he and Dongfang were still fighting equally, but for the three top players in the field, everyone knew that his defeat was set.

Rather than wait for a while to decide the outcome in a awkward manner, when it is not so, generously surrender and save face in front of Kangxi.

"The master of the East is superb, and the poor monk is ashamed." Kumazhi's tone is full of unwillingness. In his opinion, if the two stand still and slap each other, the Oriental Unbeaten will definitely be injured. Heavier than himself... It's a pity that the opponent's speed is too fast, and his moves simply can't hit him.

"Great monk, your martial arts is also good." Seeing that the other party admits defeat, there is no need to continue entanglement in the East. The red shadow flashes and stands a few meters away. "Among the middle-earth martial arts, martial arts clearly outperforms yours. , I’m afraid there are no more than ten people."

"I also hope that the Eastern Leader will give instructions. Which ten people can clearly beat the little monk?" Kuma asked wisely. It was enough to lose to the Eastern Undefeated. When I heard that there were as many as ten people who clearly surpassed himself, he immediately faced him. Show unbelief.

Dongfang Invincible smiled faintly: "Wudang Zhang Sanfeng has reached a half-human and half-fairy realm, and his Taiji Gong is best at playing slow and fast. I ask myself that he may not be his opponent, and you naturally can't beat him."

"The little monk has also admired Zhang Zhenren for a long time." Kumozhi nodded, wondering in his heart who did not know who was the strongest master Lianhua and Zhang Sanfeng in retreat?

"Shaolin Wudang has always been the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts. Although this seat does not look down on the red tape of the stinky monks, but I also admire their martial arts." Dongfang Invincible fell into contemplation. I watched the 72 stunts of Shaolin who were blown to their magical skills and sneaked into the Shaolin Temple’s Buddhist Scripture Pavilion. Along the way, I noticed at least three breaths that are not weaker than me. I only know that one of them should be the first martial artist in Shaolin Temple in the past two hundred years. One of the thirteen absolute gods Xuancheng." After speaking, he couldn't help but glanced at Kumazhi.

Ku Mozhi's expression was a little embarrassed. Although he claimed to be proficient in Shaolin Temple's 72 stunts, he was actually only motivated by the small Wuxiang. The thirteen outstanding monk Xuancheng had actually mastered the thirteen Shaolin Temple stunts.

"Who are the other two?" Song Qingshu was very interested.

Just now I was a little surprised at this young man’s martial arts vision. Hearing his question, Dongfang Unbeaten smiled faintly, and then said: "I don’t know too well. Even though I knew that there were three people in Shaolin Temple who were not weaker than me, they didn’t. How do you care. As long as I want to go, there is no one in the world who can keep me being undefeated in the East." When the unbeaten in the East said this, there was a kind of self-confidence to watch the world.

"However," Dongfang Unbeaten suddenly became a little puzzled. "Later, when I was reading the Shaolin Temple scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I always seemed to feel someone peeping in the dark. After weighing it, I decided to leave. That feeling is too evil."

"The Eastern Master probably met an extra person in the Imperial Study Room in Chapter 74 of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The unknown monk. "Song Qingshu understood immediately, so he described his appearance in detail.

"The monk who sweeps the floor in the corner?" Dongfang Unbeaten was surprised. No wonder he had searched around and failed to find the source of the peeping. It turned out to be the old monk who was ignored by him at the beginning, knowing that the other party could After concealing his eyes and ears, Dongfang's unbeaten face suddenly looked a little ugly.

"I also hope that the Eastern Master will teach the rest of the masters in the Central Plains." Kumazhi had no intuitive experience of the unknown holy monk, and was not interested at this time.

The Eastern Undefeated came back to his senses and continued: "At the time, Huashan Lunjian was known as the No. 1 Quanzhen Sect King Chongyang. Although this'No. 1 in the world' is probably a false name, you don't have a big problem if you want to beat the great monk."

"That's not necessarily." Kumachi snorted.

Dongfang Invincible didn't care, and continued: "The Huashan Sect Swordsman has a clear wind, and this seat is also extremely admired. According to legend, he has reached the realm where no sword can defeat a sword. This seat really wants to see it." Fascinating color.

"This little friend of the poor monk has also learned Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship, why not ask him?" Kumazhi said with a smile.

"Oh? I felt weird just now when I saw the wooden sword behind you. Could it be that you are an old descendant of Feng?" As soon as the Dongfang unbeaten voice fell, he suddenly appeared before Song Qing's writing.

Song Qingshu was shocked. Fortunately, he had known the ghosts of the invincible shape of the East, and his enemies and friends were indistinguishable.

Seeing him attacking in front of him, Song Qingshu hurriedly used the "Fish Leaping in the Abyss" in the Eighteen Palms of Jianglong, and hurriedly avoided. The wooden sword came out of its sheath, and a surge of sword air shot out.

"Interesting and interesting, today I not only saw the invisible sword aura, but also saw the invisible sword aura." Dongfang was undefeated for a while, and his moves continued to attack.

In the midst of the situation, Song Qingshu realized the helplessness of Kumazhi just now, and also understood the gap between himself and Kumazhi.

The opponent's speed is too fast, Song Qingshu has no idea from which position he will attack from. Kumazhi can use his rich combat experience to speculate where the Eastern Unbeaten will sometimes attack, and take precautions in advance.

Song Qingshu didn't have this ability. Most of the time, it was only when the opponent's finger was close to his body. Fortunately, he learned a lot, plus the nine-yin scripture, the eighteen palms of the dragon, and the sword that thought about the cliff. Yi, is the martial arts of the world, and can barely cope with it.

However, to outsiders, Song Qingshu was in a hurry, and was embarrassed to deal with it. It was not at all the calm and freehand feeling that was just when Kumachi played against him.

"Boy, although your posture of rolling on the ground is a bit ugly, but the effect is quite good." Dongfang Invincible has almost tested it, no longer continue to attack, and returned to the original place.

Song Qingshu smiled, got up from the ground, and used the snake-like turning raccoon technique in front of a group of people. Even though he was a human for two lifetimes, his face couldn't help but feel a little hot.

"Your kid, Chapter 74, an extra person in the Imperial Study Room

Although his martial arts is good, can it really make you escape your life under Feng Qingyang? "The Dongfang undefeated glanced at him suspiciously. Just now, he had tried out that what the other party was doing was not Dugu Jiujian. Then he would naturally be an enemy or not a friend of Feng Qingyang.

"A gentleman can be deceived." Song Qingshu did not reveal that he was escaped by his peerless light work. Just now I have been invincible with the East and I have been holding back without using Tasha Wuhen. After all, it is not a life-and-death fight. it is good.

"Not bad," Dongfang glanced at him with admiration. "What exactly is the swordless realm like?"

"The sword energy displayed underneath must be condensed with the help of this wooden sword," Song Qingshu fell into recollection, "Feng Qingyang is full of sword energy in every gesture, and the feeling is as if... as if he was himself. It's a wonderful sword."

"Oh?" Dongfang Undefeated thoughtfully.

"Oriental leader, who else can beat King Dalun Ming?" Kangxi has always been interested in these secrets about the world, and now sitting on the dragon chair is really exciting.

"The rest are some seniors who live in seclusion. Are they still reborn now? The East is not sure about it?" Dongfang replied undefeated.

"Then the famous king of Nanyuan of Liao Kingdom, Xiaofeng, who was famous in the arena in the past few years, Mingjiao advocates innocence, how about Beixia Guo Jing than Ming Wang?" Kangxi asked with curiosity on his face.

"I think it should be between the first and second, even if it is slightly higher, I am afraid that it will not be able to clearly beat the King of Ming." Dongfang Unbeaten thought for a while and came up with his own estimate.

Kumozhi's face twitched, thinking that the Central Plains martial arts, as expected, there are many heroes.

"I don't know if the Eastern leader can hear that Dugu seeks to defeat this person?" Song Qingshu suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Dugu seeks defeat?" Dongfang Unbeaten shook his head and said that he hadn't heard it before, but thinking of the literal meaning of the name, he couldn't help but sneered, "I'm afraid Dugu is easy, but defeat is hard."

"This name conflicts with the leader of the East at first glance, but in my opinion, Wei Xiaobao, seeking defeat is naturally not unbeatable." Wei Xiaobao on the side surprised him as the two masters of heaven and man when he saw the invincibility of the East. He bowed his head to admit defeat, and subconsciously patted the past with a flattery.

Ku Mozhi and Song Qingshu glanced at each other, and secretly despised Wei Xiaobao: Judging from the name, the realm of seeking defeat is comparable to invincibility.

Unbeaten in the East obviously has the same idea. He was thinking about the sacredness of this lone lonely beggar. Suddenly he changed his expression and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Ming Wang, I just said that there are many senior experts hidden in this world. There is one here."

As soon as the voice fell, the invincible Dongfang raised his hands. Song Qingshu hadn't reacted yet. Dozens of embroidery needles had already shot densely into the shadow of a beam in the Imperial Study Room.

Song Qingshu and Kumozhi looked up and saw only dozens of gleaming needles. , But there is no half figure. Chapter 74 An Extra Person in the Imperial Study Room

"The master of the East is really strong in martial arts, but the old man's heartbeat speeds up by one point, and it makes you feel it." As the obscure voice sounded, an old **** walked out from the shadow of a nearby pillar.

"Who are you?" Kangxi was taken aback. If he hadn't seen him in a eunuch's suit, he would have called for an assassin.

"Back to the emperor," the old **** looked thoughtful, and finally shook his head, "It's been too long, the old man can't remember it, but I remember that the emperor seemed to be Zhu when I entered the palace... "

Kangxi's discoloration changed suddenly, and Wei Xiaobao was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Hu..." Before he could say his words, there was already a thin needle in his throat.

Wei Xiaobao was so frightened that he thought he was dead. After moving a few times, he found that he was just stabbed in a dumb acupuncture point and couldn't make a sound. The rest was fine.

Ku Mazhi and Song Qingshu were bluffed, and quickly became fully alert. You know that both of them are super masters, and they didn't notice that there is another person in the house just now. Hearing Dongfang's undefeated tone, he seems to have just discovered it.

"Why did you use "Sunflower Treasure"?" The Unbeaten Dongfang was obviously not at peace in his heart, and his eyes were fixed on each other.

"You ask the old man why the "Sunflower Treasure"?" The old **** chuckled, as if he had heard a big joke. He looked at the East Unbeaten and said, "The "Sunflower Treasure" was created by me. You said I would not Will?" Chapter 75 Pretending to be Drunk

Song Qingshu felt speechless for a while: According to this old eunuch, he might have been alive for hundreds of years. What kind of immortality do those emperors look for everywhere, shouldn't it be enough to find the **** next to him? Hey, do you have to cut the little Dingding first if you want to live so long? What's it like to be an emperor like that?

As expected, Dongfang Invincible didn't believe it, and snorted coldly: "Nothing is justified, I'll know after trying." A silver needle flashed out of his fingertips, and an afterimage attacked the old eunuch.

The **** looked at the old-fashioned, almost dead, unexpectedly moving speed was not inferior to the undefeated East. The rest of the people saw a group of red light and a group of blue light tangling together in the room, Song Qingshu's face couldn't help but feel a little ugly, because He couldn't see the moves of the two at all!

Kumazhi was not much better, and he secretly squeezed a cold sweat: It seems that the East has not tried his best just now.

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's big mouth growing up and the monkey jumping up and down, Song Qingshu couldn't help being a little amused. He raised his hand and sucked, and suddenly sucked out the silver needle in his throat.

"Spicy mom!" Wei Xiaobao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Wei Xiaobao almost became Wei Yabao."

"Xiao Guizi, do you see what they are fighting?" Kangxi asked in shock.

"Except for a cyan shadow and a red shadow, how can you see clearly? And there is no sound when they move. Are they humans or ghosts?" Wei Xiaobao muttered softly.

Not long after that, the two of them suddenly separated in the field, and the old **** coughed: "Very good, very good. As expected, the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves forward, and the generations are more than the generations."

Song Qingshu and Kumozhi: "#%"

"Although you claim to be the creator of the Sunflower Collection, this skill is not much higher than this one." Dongfang Unbeaten said this, but he understood very well in his heart that the opponent's martial arts realm was still higher than his own. It’s just because they’re too old, causing them to move a little bit slower than their own, so that the two talents are evenly matched.

"You said yes," the old **** didn't argue, "By the way, the old man who you said just now wants to be defeated, the old man encountered it back then, and with all due respect, the three of you together are not his opponents... "

"By the way, you don’t have to be afraid, little emperor. This old man has lived in the Forbidden City all his life, and now he is dying and he doesn’t want to change places. In the past few years, the old man has not helped you to solve the Xiaoxiaoxiaozi, so I can use it as an accommodation. "The old eunuch's voice was getting lower and lower, and his figure slowly turned into nothingness, disappearing into the shadow in the corner.

Song Qingshu suddenly realized that there were no masters in the guards of the Manchu Palace, but he had never heard of anyone entering the palace to assassinate Kangxi. I am afraid that many assassins were dealt with by this old monster as soon as they entered the inner palace.

Seeing the Sunflower Patriarch gradually disappearing, there was no expression on Dongfang Undefeated's face. After a while, he said to Kangxi: "If the emperor has nothing else to do, Dongfang will retire temporarily." Chapter 75 is pretending to be drunk.

Song Qingshu felt speechless for a while: According to this old eunuch, he might have been alive for hundreds of years. What kind of immortality do those emperors look for everywhere, shouldn't it be enough to find the **** next to him? Hey, do you have to cut the little Dingding first if you want to live so long? What's it like to be an emperor like that?

As expected, Dongfang Invincible didn't believe it, and snorted coldly: "Nothing is justified, I'll know after trying." A silver needle flashed out of his fingertips, and an afterimage attacked the old eunuch.

The **** looked at the old-fashioned, almost dead, unexpectedly moving speed was not inferior to the undefeated East. The rest of the people saw a group of red light and a group of blue light tangling together in the room, Song Qingshu's face couldn't help but feel a little ugly, because He couldn't see the moves of the two at all!

Kumazhi was not much better, and he secretly squeezed a cold sweat: It seems that the East has not tried his best just now.

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's big mouth growing up and the monkey jumping up and down, Song Qingshu couldn't help being a little amused. He raised his hand and sucked, and suddenly sucked out the silver needle in his throat.

"Spicy mom!" Wei Xiaobao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Wei Xiaobao almost became Wei Yabao."

"Xiao Guizi, do you see what they are fighting?" Kangxi asked in shock.

"Except for a cyan shadow and a red shadow, how can you see clearly? And there is no sound when they move. Are they humans or ghosts?" Wei Xiaobao muttered softly.

Not long after that, the two of them suddenly separated in the field, and the old **** coughed: "Very good, very good. As expected, the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves forward, and the generations are more than the generations."

Song Qingshu and Kumozhi: "#%"

"Although you claim to be the creator of the Sunflower Collection, this skill is not much higher than this one." Dongfang Unbeaten said this, but he understood very well in his heart that the opponent's martial arts realm was still higher than his own. It’s just because they’re too old, causing them to move a little bit slower than their own, so that the two talents are evenly matched.

"You said yes," the old **** didn't argue, "By the way, the old man who you said just now wants to be defeated, the old man encountered it back then, and with all due respect, the three of you together are not his opponents... "

"By the way, you don’t have to be afraid, little emperor. This old man has lived in the Forbidden City all his life, and now he is dying and he doesn’t want to change places. In the past few years, the old man has not helped you to solve the Xiaoxiaoxiaozi, so I can use it as an accommodation. "The old eunuch's voice was getting lower and lower, and his figure slowly turned into nothingness, disappearing into the shadow in the corner.

Song Qingshu suddenly realized that there were no masters in the guards of the Manchu Palace, but he had never heard of anyone entering the palace to assassinate Kangxi. I am afraid that many assassins were dealt with by this old monster as soon as they entered the inner palace.

Seeing the Sunflower Patriarch gradually disappearing, there was no expression on Dongfang Undefeated's face. After a while, he said to Kangxi: "If the emperor has nothing else to do, Dongfang will retire temporarily." Chapter 75 is pretending to be drunk.

Song Qingshu felt speechless for a while: According to this old eunuch, he might have been alive for hundreds of years. What kind of immortality do those emperors look for everywhere, shouldn't it be enough to find the **** next to him? Hey, do you have to cut the little Dingding first if you want to live so long? What's it like to be an emperor like that?

As expected, Dongfang Invincible didn't believe it, and snorted coldly: "Nothing is justified, I'll know after trying." A silver needle flashed out of his fingertips, and an afterimage attacked the old eunuch.

The **** looked at the old-fashioned, almost dead, unexpectedly moving speed was not inferior to the undefeated East. The rest of the people saw a group of red light and a group of blue light tangling together in the room, Song Qingshu's face couldn't help but feel a little ugly, because He couldn't see the moves of the two at all!

Kumazhi was not much better, and he secretly squeezed a cold sweat: It seems that the East has not tried his best just now.

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's big mouth growing up and the monkey jumping up and down, Song Qingshu couldn't help being a little amused. He raised his hand and sucked, and suddenly sucked out the silver needle in his throat.

"Spicy mom!" Wei Xiaobao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Wei Xiaobao almost became Wei Yabao."

"Xiao Guizi, do you see what they are fighting?" Kangxi asked in shock.

"Except for a cyan shadow and a red shadow, how can you see clearly? And there is no sound when they move. Are they humans or ghosts?" Wei Xiaobao muttered softly.

Not long after that, the two of them suddenly separated in the field, and the old **** coughed: "Very good, very good. As expected, the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves forward, and the generations are more than the generations."

Song Qingshu and Kumozhi: "#%"

"Although you claim to be the creator of the Sunflower Collection, this skill is not much higher than this one." Dongfang Unbeaten said this, but he understood very well in his heart that the opponent's martial arts realm was still higher than his own. It’s just because they’re too old, causing them to move a little bit slower than their own, so that the two talents are evenly matched.

"You said yes," the old **** didn't argue, "By the way, the old man who you said just now wants to be defeated, the old man encountered it back then, and with all due respect, the three of you together are not his opponents... "

"By the way, you don’t have to be afraid, little emperor. This old man has lived in the Forbidden City all his life, and now he is dying and he doesn’t want to change places. In the past few years, the old man has not helped you to solve the Xiaoxiaoxiaozi, so I can use it as an accommodation. "The old eunuch's voice was getting lower and lower, and his figure slowly turned into nothingness, disappearing into the shadow in the corner.

Song Qingshu suddenly realized that there were no masters in the guards of the Manchu Palace, but he had never heard of anyone entering the palace to assassinate Kangxi. I am afraid that many assassins were dealt with by this old monster as soon as they entered the inner palace.

Seeing the Sunflower Patriarch gradually disappearing, there was no expression on Dongfang Undefeated's face. After a while, he said to Kangxi: "If the emperor has nothing else to do, Dongfang will retire temporarily." Chapter 75 is pretending to be drunk.

Song Qingshu felt speechless for a while: According to this old eunuch, he might have been alive for hundreds of years. What kind of immortality do those emperors look for everywhere, shouldn't it be enough to find the **** next to him? Hey, do you have to cut the little Dingding first if you want to live so long? What's it like to be an emperor like that?

As expected, Dongfang Invincible didn't believe it, and snorted coldly: "Nothing is justified, I'll know after trying." A silver needle flashed out of his fingertips, and an afterimage attacked the old eunuch.

The **** looked at the old-fashioned, almost dead, unexpectedly moving speed was not inferior to the undefeated East. The rest of the people saw a group of red light and a group of blue light tangling together in the room, Song Qingshu's face couldn't help but feel a little ugly, because He couldn't see the moves of the two at all!

Kumazhi was not much better, and he secretly squeezed a cold sweat: It seems that the East has not tried his best just now.

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's big mouth growing up and the monkey jumping up and down, Song Qingshu couldn't help being a little amused. He raised his hand and sucked, and suddenly sucked out the silver needle in his throat.

"Spicy mom!" Wei Xiaobao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Wei Xiaobao almost became Wei Yabao."

"Xiao Guizi, do you see what they are fighting?" Kangxi asked in shock.

"Except for a cyan shadow and a red shadow, how can you see clearly? And there is no sound when they move. Are they humans or ghosts?" Wei Xiaobao muttered softly.

Not long after that, the two of them suddenly separated in the field, and the old **** coughed: "Very good, very good. As expected, the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves forward, and the generations are more than the generations."

Song Qingshu and Kumozhi: "#%"

"Although you claim to be the creator of the Sunflower Collection, this skill is not much higher than this one." Dongfang Unbeaten said this, but he understood very well in his heart that the opponent's martial arts realm was still higher than his own. It’s just because they’re too old, causing them to move a little bit slower than their own, so that the two talents are evenly matched.

"You said yes," the old **** didn't argue, "By the way, the old man who you said just now wants to be defeated, the old man encountered it back then, and with all due respect, the three of you together are not his opponents... "

"By the way, you don’t have to be afraid, little emperor. This old man has lived in the Forbidden City all his life, and now he is dying and he doesn’t want to change places. In the past few years, the old man has not helped you to solve the Xiaoxiaoxiaozi, so I can use it as an accommodation. "The old eunuch's voice was getting lower and lower, and his figure slowly turned into nothingness, disappearing into the shadow in the corner.

Song Qingshu suddenly realized that there were no masters in the guards of the Manchu Palace, but he had never heard of anyone entering the palace to assassinate Kangxi. I am afraid that many assassins were dealt with by this old monster as soon as they entered the inner palace.

Seeing the Sunflower Patriarch gradually disappearing, there was no expression on Dongfang Undefeated's face. After a while, he said to Kangxi: "If the emperor has nothing else to do, Dongfang will retire temporarily." Chapter 75 is pretending to be drunk.

Song Qingshu felt speechless for a while: According to this old eunuch, he might have been alive for hundreds of years. What kind of immortality do those emperors look for everywhere, shouldn't it be enough to find the **** next to him? Hey, do you have to cut the little Dingding first if you want to live so long? What's it like to be an emperor like that?

As expected, Dongfang Invincible didn't believe it, and snorted coldly: "Nothing is justified, I'll know after trying." A silver needle flashed out of his fingertips, and an afterimage attacked the old eunuch.

The **** looked at the old-fashioned, almost dead, unexpectedly moving speed was not inferior to the undefeated East. The rest of the people saw a group of red light and a group of blue light tangling together in the room, Song Qingshu's face couldn't help but feel a little ugly, because He couldn't see the moves of the two at all!

Kumazhi was not much better, and he secretly squeezed a cold sweat: It seems that the East has not tried his best just now.

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's big mouth growing up and the monkey jumping up and down, Song Qingshu couldn't help being a little amused. He raised his hand and sucked, and suddenly sucked out the silver needle in his throat.

"Spicy mom!" Wei Xiaobao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Wei Xiaobao almost became Wei Yabao."

"Xiao Guizi, do you see what they are fighting?" Kangxi asked in shock.

"Except for a cyan shadow and a red shadow, how can you see clearly? And there is no sound when they move. Are they humans or ghosts?" Wei Xiaobao muttered softly.

Not long after that, the two of them suddenly separated in the field, and the old **** coughed: "Very good, very good. As expected, the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves forward, and the generations are more than the generations."

Song Qingshu and Kumozhi: "#%"

"Although you claim to be the creator of the Sunflower Collection, this skill is not much higher than this one." Dongfang Unbeaten said this, but he understood very well in his heart that the opponent's martial arts realm was still higher than his own. It’s just because they’re too old, causing them to move a little bit slower than their own, so that the two talents are evenly matched.

"You said yes," the old **** didn't argue, "By the way, the old man who you said just now wants to be defeated, the old man encountered it back then, and with all due respect, the three of you together are not his opponents... "

"By the way, you don’t have to be afraid, little emperor. This old man has lived in the Forbidden City all his life, and now he is dying and he doesn’t want to change places. In the past few years, the old man has not helped you to solve the Xiaoxiaoxiaozi, so I can use it as an accommodation. "The old eunuch's voice was getting lower and lower, and his figure slowly turned into nothingness, disappearing into the shadow in the corner.

Song Qingshu suddenly realized that there were no masters in the guards of the Manchu Palace, but he had never heard of anyone entering the palace to assassinate Kangxi. I am afraid that many assassins were dealt with by this old monster as soon as they entered the inner palace.

Seeing the Sunflower Patriarch gradually disappearing, Dongfang Unbeaten showed no expression on his face. After a while, he said to Kangxi: "If there is nothing else the emperor has, Dongfang will resign for the time being."