Song Qingshu was amazed at the ears of his mouth. These people were really cruel and ruthless: But what if the war between Mongolia and Song Dynasty was initiated?
Please rest assured, the leader replied, "This matter is unknown, we have already made arrangements in advance, and all the clues are pointed to the Jin Kingdom. Even if the Ruyang Palace sends people to investigate, it will only use troops to the Jin Kingdom, just so that they can bite the dog.
Song Qingshu was filled with emotion when he heard this. The Southern Song Dynasty officials were not good at fighting, but his conspiracy was a top-notch player. Jia Sidao and Wan Qisheng were political enemies, but they didn't expect that the two of them would actually think of going together. The only difference was that one tried to provoke the Mongolian-Jin War, and the other tried to provoke the Mongolian-Song War.
Their conversation was clearly heard by Zhao Min not far away. He was shocked and angry and couldn't help but scold the two elders Xuan Ming: It's all you two have ruined the big deal, and now the only hope is gone.
Lu Zhanke looked at Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Feng Huáng, who were also captured, and laughed: Anyway, it’s better to have a few beauties accompanying you on the road to the underworld than to go alone.
Because Zhao Min's remaining power is still there, even though he is sober now, he dare not make any decisions about her. Only Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Feng Huáng are mentioned.
Song Qingshu happened to hear Lu Zhanke's words and couldn't help but smile: Who said they will accompany you on the road to the underworld?
While speaking, he walked over, hugging Zhou Zhiruo with his left hand and Zhao Min with his right hand. He felt the amazing softness coming from his two delicate bodies. He deliberately showed a lustful expression: How could I bear to kill two beauties with such a thousand beauties?
Zhou Zhiruo was fine when he was hugged by him. After all, she knew his identity, but she was still very angry when she saw him hugging Zhao Min in front of her. If she hadn't been worried about revealing his identity, she would have pounced on her and bit the playboy.
Zhao Min was about to stand up and shouted: Take away your dirty hands!
So what if I don't take it away?As if confirming his words, Song Qingshu said as he slid his fingers across her face, and his behavior was extremely frivolous.
It's really smoother than egg whites.Song Qingshu secretly admired.
Zhao Min stared at him tightly, her eyes full of murderous intent. Before she could even have time to attack, Zhou Zhiruo next to her said angrily: Don’t touch her!
Song Qingshu made a fuss about the conditioned reflex: If you don’t touch her, would you let me touch you?As soon as he said that, he secretly called out, he was so immersed in the role that he actually forgot her identity at that moment.
Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red, but who knew that she sat up straight, straightened her chest, and pursed her lips and hummed: If your hands are really too idle, just touch me.
Seeing that the couple was playing tricks, Lan Feng Huáng next to her wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so she had to turn her head and hold it in great difficulty.
Zhao Min didn't know the reason. Seeing that his former rival took care of him like this, he was very moved: Zhiruo, why are you so kind to me?
Notice the strange eyes of the people around him, Zhou Zhiruo also realized that her behavior just now was a bit illogical. She was worried about revealing Song Qingshu's identity and hurriedly explained: Humph, it's just a favor you reminded me to leave. I don't like to owe favors, especially you Zhao Min.
Who knew that Zhao Min was still smiling like a flower: I suddenly realized that sometimes you are quite cute.
Zhou Zhiruo spat, turned her head and didn't bother to pay attention to her.
Song Qingshu laughed: That's right. Sisters should be united and friendly, so that I can worry about the things in the harem in the future.
Shut up!The two girls glared at him at the same time.
Cough cough... The leader in black next to him couldn't stand his behavior of teasing the two women and couldn't help but remind him, "We should leave here as soon as possible and do whatever we want when we return to the island."
That's of course, that's of course.Song Qingshu was coping with it while thinking about how to get out of trouble.
The rain has almost stopped outside, so let's go.
The leader in black began to arrange his companions to escort Zhao Min and others. When he passed by Song Qingshu, he suddenly stopped and looked at him strangely, "Young Master, why are you wearing a mask on your face?"
As soon as he said this, Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuáng paused, and his heart rose to his throat.
Song Qingshu was calm and pointed at Zhou Zhiruo not far away and said: After this woman intercepted me, she was worried that I would be discovered by others, so she specially put a mask on my head.I don’t know how she designed this mask, and she can’t take it off no matter how hard she takes it. Why don’t you help me see it?
Well, the leader walked straight over without any fear of him, holding the Yitian Sword that Zhou Zhiruo had just dropped. If it really doesn't work, there is this Yitian Sword that is as sharp as mud. You don't have to worry.
The man came to Song Qingshu and put the Yitian Sword aside: Young Master, sit down first, I'll take a closer look at how this mask is designed.
no problem.Song Qingshu sat down with the flow, but his eyes secretly calculated the distribution of the men in black.
I came to take a look. The black-clothed leader leaned over to Song Qingshu's head and looked at it carefully. Hey, this mask seems...
He was suspicious in his heart. Just as he was about to say something, his chest suddenly became cold. He looked down in disbelief. He saw Jia Baoyu poking two fingers on his heart. The sharp sword energy instantly destroyed the vitality in his body. The scenes were revealed in his mind just now. He finally understood something and wanted to remind his companions, but unfortunately he was powerless.
Is something happening?
Although Song Qingshu was as careful as possible, there were all top experts in the field, and they still vaguely captured the murderous aura at that moment, and they couldn't help but look here.
Song Qingshu's figure suddenly moved, and the burning bonfire in the middle seemed to be blown by a strong wind, exploding the flying sparks in the sky filled the entire ruined temple, making the light turn light and dark.
Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Feng Huáng were fine. After all, they were mentally prepared. Zhao Min and his group were shocked and opened their eyes wide to try to see clearly what was going on. Unfortunately, they were like they were in a sea of murderous aura, and the murderous aura around them was as sticky as the substance, making them unable to see anything or hear any sound.
It seemed as if it had been so long for a century, and it seemed that there was only one moment that the air around it finally returned to normal. Zhao Min gasped heavily, feeling that her whole body was soaked in cold sweat. The heavy and rapid breathing next to her made her know that the leader of the Vajra Sect and the two elders Xuanming next to her were not much better than her.
As the flying Mars gradually dissipated, Zhao Min finally saw the scene not far away.
Except for the leader of the man in black who knelt on the ground with his head hanging down, the other seventeen men in black were all glaring, as if a tiger ready to go surrounded a young man with long hair in the middle.
The man had a sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of annoying and seductive smile on the corners of his mouth. Who would it be if it were Song Qingshu!
It turned out that the mask on his face could not withstand the murderous aura that burst out in the moment, and he no longer knew where he had scattered.
Seeing the seventeen men in black trying to pounce, as if they could tear him to pieces in just a moment, Zhao Min was anxious and blurted out: Be careful, these people have very... very...
She was suddenly shocked and couldn't speak because she had noticed that Song Qingshu was holding the cold-glowing sword in his hand, and a drop of bright blood was hanging on the tip of the sword.
As if she was shaken by her sound waves, a blood mist bloomed between the necks of the men in black. Under the reflection of the fire, bright and weird rainbows could be seen faintly.
The blood mist sprayed out, and the men in black seemed to have been drained and fell softly to the ground one by one. Only then did Zhao Min see the eyes of those people clearly. It was not the wide-open eyes she thought at first, but the shock and...
Can't believe it.
The leader of the Vajra Sect and the two elders Xuanming were almost falling to the ground. They had personally experienced the martial arts of these mysterious black-clothed masters before. Each of the two elders Xuanming could only deal with one black-clothed man. The Vajra Sect was better and could barely deal with two to three, but there were eighteen of the other party, and they rushed forward without following the rules of the world. They were seriously injured and captured without holding on for half a cup of tea.
But now these eighteen terrifying masters were killed instantly in front of them!And they were like Zhao Min, and they couldn't see anything clearly in the whole process.
Song Qingshu untied Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuáng's restraints, came to Zhao Min, looked at her red lips slightly open and closed, and smiled slightly: We're meeting again.
Zhao Min's face turned red. She was born in Mongolia and was bold and enthusiastic. It was difficult to show that kind of ugly little daughter's posture on weekdays. However, her heart was pounding by the other party's smile, and she lamented in her heart: This bastard always smiled at me like this, and finally got flirted by him.
However, in front of Zhou Zhiruo, she naturally would not admit anything. She took a deep breath to calm down her agitation, and then pretended to be natural: You have made me so hard. The dignified Golden Snake King is willing to pretend to be a cowardly dandy with a greasy head and a pink face.
She had seen Song Qingshu's clothes clearly at this moment. Before contacting her, she still didn't understand what was going on.
Song Qingshu reached out and hooked her chin, looking at her extremely beautiful face at close range: A woman is too smart, sometimes it is not a good thing.
After being flirted with him in this posture, Zhao Min didn't have time to think about the meaning of his words, biting his red lips and replied: Are you not afraid of her being angry when she treats me like this in front of the Zhou sister?
Who knew that Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing beside her, smiled happier than her: How could I be jealous of a woman who was about to die?
Please rest assured, the leader replied, "This matter is unknown, we have already made arrangements in advance, and all the clues are pointed to the Jin Kingdom. Even if the Ruyang Palace sends people to investigate, it will only use troops to the Jin Kingdom, just so that they can bite the dog.
Song Qingshu was filled with emotion when he heard this. The Southern Song Dynasty officials were not good at fighting, but his conspiracy was a top-notch player. Jia Sidao and Wan Qisheng were political enemies, but they didn't expect that the two of them would actually think of going together. The only difference was that one tried to provoke the Mongolian-Jin War, and the other tried to provoke the Mongolian-Song War.
Their conversation was clearly heard by Zhao Min not far away. He was shocked and angry and couldn't help but scold the two elders Xuan Ming: It's all you two have ruined the big deal, and now the only hope is gone.
Lu Zhanke looked at Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Feng Huáng, who were also captured, and laughed: Anyway, it’s better to have a few beauties accompanying you on the road to the underworld than to go alone.
Because Zhao Min's remaining power is still there, even though he is sober now, he dare not make any decisions about her. Only Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Feng Huáng are mentioned.
Song Qingshu happened to hear Lu Zhanke's words and couldn't help but smile: Who said they will accompany you on the road to the underworld?
While speaking, he walked over, hugging Zhou Zhiruo with his left hand and Zhao Min with his right hand. He felt the amazing softness coming from his two delicate bodies. He deliberately showed a lustful expression: How could I bear to kill two beauties with such a thousand beauties?
Zhou Zhiruo was fine when he was hugged by him. After all, she knew his identity, but she was still very angry when she saw him hugging Zhao Min in front of her. If she hadn't been worried about revealing his identity, she would have pounced on her and bit the playboy.
Zhao Min was about to stand up and shouted: Take away your dirty hands!
So what if I don't take it away?As if confirming his words, Song Qingshu said as he slid his fingers across her face, and his behavior was extremely frivolous.
It's really smoother than egg whites.Song Qingshu secretly admired.
Zhao Min stared at him tightly, her eyes full of murderous intent. Before she could even have time to attack, Zhou Zhiruo next to her said angrily: Don’t touch her!
Song Qingshu made a fuss about the conditioned reflex: If you don’t touch her, would you let me touch you?As soon as he said that, he secretly called out, he was so immersed in the role that he actually forgot her identity at that moment.
Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red, but who knew that she sat up straight, straightened her chest, and pursed her lips and hummed: If your hands are really too idle, just touch me.
Seeing that the couple was playing tricks, Lan Feng Huáng next to her wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so she had to turn her head and hold it in great difficulty.
Zhao Min didn't know the reason. Seeing that his former rival took care of him like this, he was very moved: Zhiruo, why are you so kind to me?
Notice the strange eyes of the people around him, Zhou Zhiruo also realized that her behavior just now was a bit illogical. She was worried about revealing Song Qingshu's identity and hurriedly explained: Humph, it's just a favor you reminded me to leave. I don't like to owe favors, especially you Zhao Min.
Who knew that Zhao Min was still smiling like a flower: I suddenly realized that sometimes you are quite cute.
Zhou Zhiruo spat, turned her head and didn't bother to pay attention to her.
Song Qingshu laughed: That's right. Sisters should be united and friendly, so that I can worry about the things in the harem in the future.
Shut up!The two girls glared at him at the same time.
Cough cough... The leader in black next to him couldn't stand his behavior of teasing the two women and couldn't help but remind him, "We should leave here as soon as possible and do whatever we want when we return to the island."
That's of course, that's of course.Song Qingshu was coping with it while thinking about how to get out of trouble.
The rain has almost stopped outside, so let's go.
The leader in black began to arrange his companions to escort Zhao Min and others. When he passed by Song Qingshu, he suddenly stopped and looked at him strangely, "Young Master, why are you wearing a mask on your face?"
As soon as he said this, Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuáng paused, and his heart rose to his throat.
Song Qingshu was calm and pointed at Zhou Zhiruo not far away and said: After this woman intercepted me, she was worried that I would be discovered by others, so she specially put a mask on my head.I don’t know how she designed this mask, and she can’t take it off no matter how hard she takes it. Why don’t you help me see it?
Well, the leader walked straight over without any fear of him, holding the Yitian Sword that Zhou Zhiruo had just dropped. If it really doesn't work, there is this Yitian Sword that is as sharp as mud. You don't have to worry.
The man came to Song Qingshu and put the Yitian Sword aside: Young Master, sit down first, I'll take a closer look at how this mask is designed.
no problem.Song Qingshu sat down with the flow, but his eyes secretly calculated the distribution of the men in black.
I came to take a look. The black-clothed leader leaned over to Song Qingshu's head and looked at it carefully. Hey, this mask seems...
He was suspicious in his heart. Just as he was about to say something, his chest suddenly became cold. He looked down in disbelief. He saw Jia Baoyu poking two fingers on his heart. The sharp sword energy instantly destroyed the vitality in his body. The scenes were revealed in his mind just now. He finally understood something and wanted to remind his companions, but unfortunately he was powerless.
Is something happening?
Although Song Qingshu was as careful as possible, there were all top experts in the field, and they still vaguely captured the murderous aura at that moment, and they couldn't help but look here.
Song Qingshu's figure suddenly moved, and the burning bonfire in the middle seemed to be blown by a strong wind, exploding the flying sparks in the sky filled the entire ruined temple, making the light turn light and dark.
Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Feng Huáng were fine. After all, they were mentally prepared. Zhao Min and his group were shocked and opened their eyes wide to try to see clearly what was going on. Unfortunately, they were like they were in a sea of murderous aura, and the murderous aura around them was as sticky as the substance, making them unable to see anything or hear any sound.
It seemed as if it had been so long for a century, and it seemed that there was only one moment that the air around it finally returned to normal. Zhao Min gasped heavily, feeling that her whole body was soaked in cold sweat. The heavy and rapid breathing next to her made her know that the leader of the Vajra Sect and the two elders Xuanming next to her were not much better than her.
As the flying Mars gradually dissipated, Zhao Min finally saw the scene not far away.
Except for the leader of the man in black who knelt on the ground with his head hanging down, the other seventeen men in black were all glaring, as if a tiger ready to go surrounded a young man with long hair in the middle.
The man had a sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of annoying and seductive smile on the corners of his mouth. Who would it be if it were Song Qingshu!
It turned out that the mask on his face could not withstand the murderous aura that burst out in the moment, and he no longer knew where he had scattered.
Seeing the seventeen men in black trying to pounce, as if they could tear him to pieces in just a moment, Zhao Min was anxious and blurted out: Be careful, these people have very... very...
She was suddenly shocked and couldn't speak because she had noticed that Song Qingshu was holding the cold-glowing sword in his hand, and a drop of bright blood was hanging on the tip of the sword.
As if she was shaken by her sound waves, a blood mist bloomed between the necks of the men in black. Under the reflection of the fire, bright and weird rainbows could be seen faintly.
The blood mist sprayed out, and the men in black seemed to have been drained and fell softly to the ground one by one. Only then did Zhao Min see the eyes of those people clearly. It was not the wide-open eyes she thought at first, but the shock and...
Can't believe it.
The leader of the Vajra Sect and the two elders Xuanming were almost falling to the ground. They had personally experienced the martial arts of these mysterious black-clothed masters before. Each of the two elders Xuanming could only deal with one black-clothed man. The Vajra Sect was better and could barely deal with two to three, but there were eighteen of the other party, and they rushed forward without following the rules of the world. They were seriously injured and captured without holding on for half a cup of tea.
But now these eighteen terrifying masters were killed instantly in front of them!And they were like Zhao Min, and they couldn't see anything clearly in the whole process.
Song Qingshu untied Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuáng's restraints, came to Zhao Min, looked at her red lips slightly open and closed, and smiled slightly: We're meeting again.
Zhao Min's face turned red. She was born in Mongolia and was bold and enthusiastic. It was difficult to show that kind of ugly little daughter's posture on weekdays. However, her heart was pounding by the other party's smile, and she lamented in her heart: This bastard always smiled at me like this, and finally got flirted by him.
However, in front of Zhou Zhiruo, she naturally would not admit anything. She took a deep breath to calm down her agitation, and then pretended to be natural: You have made me so hard. The dignified Golden Snake King is willing to pretend to be a cowardly dandy with a greasy head and a pink face.
She had seen Song Qingshu's clothes clearly at this moment. Before contacting her, she still didn't understand what was going on.
Song Qingshu reached out and hooked her chin, looking at her extremely beautiful face at close range: A woman is too smart, sometimes it is not a good thing.
After being flirted with him in this posture, Zhao Min didn't have time to think about the meaning of his words, biting his red lips and replied: Are you not afraid of her being angry when she treats me like this in front of the Zhou sister?
Who knew that Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing beside her, smiled happier than her: How could I be jealous of a woman who was about to die?
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