Chapter 77 Sweet Girl

The group was filled with thousands of people. Wherever they passed, various sects surrendered, and some were tough and unwilling to surrender. They were soon razed to the ground by the Three Thousand Cavalry Camp.

At the Hebei Feiyun Gang General Hall, the leader of the gang knelt on the ground and shivered. Wei Xiaobao stood in the main position and read the imperial enthronement in a mess.

Looking at the regret and unwillingness in the eyes of the head, Song Qingshu couldn't help but complain: These ancient people didn't know what they pretended to be. Didn't they just accept the imperial enthronement and express their loyalty to the Qing Dynasty in name?

Although he was at a loss for face, he didn't lose anything at all. Why do they all make them look like they were dug up their ancestral graves? There are so many sects who choose to hit the stones with eggs, which makes the entire sect remove them from the world...

Of course, Song Qingshu didn't know how much these ancients valued this title. The Tang Kings and Gui Kings in the late Ming Dynasty could even fight for who was the orthodox Ming Dynasty, and they would fight to the death first, and make a living and death advantage in the Qing Dynasty...

The Feiyun Gang accepted the enthronement of the Qing Dynasty, so he would not have thought of getting closer to other circles towards the former Ming forces in his life. As the saying goes, the Tao is different and does not make plans for each other.

It is really difficult to understand the thinking of these ancient people.

Song Qingshu shook his head and dispelled his distracting thoughts. He opened the information in his hand to check which sect was the next unlucky person. The three words "Wangwu Sect" immediately came into his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but move.

A few days later, the army quickly drove to the foot of Wangwu Mountain. Local officials introduced the situation of Wangwu School to Wei Xiaobao in the central tent: Situ Bole, the leader of Wangwu School, was an old general of Wu Sangui, the King of Pingxi. Because he was dissatisfied with the King of Pingxi, he fled into the world with a group of people, and finally went to Wangwu Mountain to become a bandit...

The terrain of Wangwu Mountain is dangerous, and along the way up the mountain, there are well-trained subordinates guarding each other, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack... The local official said while observing Wei Xiaobao's face.

It turned out that Situ Bolei had thousands of people, many of whom were veterans who were good at fighting in the past. Since he settled in Wangwu Mountain, local officials have not been unable to find a way to clear it out. Unfortunately, the yamen runners had no effect in front of the group of people who were licking blood on the heads of the knife.

Considering that this group of people showed no signs of rebellion, the local officials were afraid of reporting the court to affect their political achievements, so they turned a blind eye, which led to the faction of Wangwu Sect being larger and bigger, and they could compete with the imperial army.

Qi Jue Wei, his subordinates have sent people to investigate. Wangwushan is indeed easy to defend but difficult to attack. If he wants to attack hard, he may suffer heavy losses.A general of the cavalry camp said in Wei Xiaobao's ear.

Grandma, what kind of Wangwu faction is doing is the anti-Qing and restoring Ming Dynasty. I wonder if it has anything to do with heaven and earth?

Wei Xiaobao felt annoyed, and quickly waved his hand and said: Tonight, everyone will set up camp and rest. The attack on the Wangwu Sect requires long-term planning.

All the generals and officials surrendered one after another. After looking at Shuang'er, dressed in a personal military costume, Song Qingshu and Duolong and others smiled similarly, and said goodbye with tactfulness.

Xiaobao, the people from the Wangwu Sect are obviously kind-hearted and righteous, but you helped the Qing emperor to wipe it out. My whole family died at the hands of the Qing Tartars... Seeing everyone leaving, Shuang'er couldn't help but turn red and she looked at Wei Xiaobao sadly.

Shuang'er, the emperor's orders are difficult, and I can't do anything about my husband.Wei Xiaobao breathed a long sigh.

So, can't we be this high-ranking official of the Qing Dynasty? We live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and aren't we as worried and happy as we are now?Shuang'er looked at Wei Xiaobao with hope.

That might not be... Wei Xiaobao didn't agree with it. He couldn't bear to let go of his wealth and glory. He quickly coaxed him: What a Shuang'er, you also know that my husband, I am the Master of Qingmu Hall in the Heaven and Earth Society. I will definitely find a way to protect the Wangwu Sect, but this method still takes time to think about it...

Xiaobao, I knew you were the best.Shuang'er burst into tears and laughed.

Song Qingshu, who shook his ears and deliberately walked very slowly, listened to the whispers from the two of them in the big tent and smiled in his heart: It seems that Wei Xiaobao is also thinking of giving a digit in the Wangwu, so that's easy to deal with.

After nightfall, Song Qingshu put on his night clothes, put on a silver armor mask, and quietly sneaked up to Wangwu Mountain.

The army was approaching, and Wangwu sentry had long been facing a great enemy. On the way up the mountain, there were layers of heavy troops guarding him. He could not escape even if he was a rabbit.

But he knew that Song Qingshu had peerless light skills and stepped on Sha Wuhen. When he used his full strength, he often only noticed a breeze. Song Qingshu had already passed by. As he reached the top of the mountain, no one could find him.

Today, the martial arts masters who can sneak up the mountain silently under such circumstances can count on one hand Dongfang Bubai, the Sunflower Ancestor, and the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao...

As for Jiumozhi, although his martial arts are of high quality, it is impossible not to disturb any guard.

In the base camp of the Wangwu Sect, Zeng Rou was lying beside the window, holding her cheek with her hands, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.

The Qing Tartar army came down from the mountain. During the day, all the uncles and uncles, senior brothers and juniors quarreled about this, and people were panicked for a while.

Thinking of the master's sad face, Zeng Rou looked at the moon, pinched her hands and put them on her lips, closed her eyes, and made a wish to herself: Moon God Ah Moon God, I would like to bless our Wangwu Sect to overcome this difficulty.

When she opened her eyes, she found a masked person standing in front of her. She couldn't help but lose her expression and subconsciously opened her mouth to scream, but the other party took action like lightning and quickly pointed her acupoint.

Song Qingshu looked at the woman in front of her and saw her round face, with a very sweet appearance, her big eyes were pitch black and bright, and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes. She was looking at herself in fear, and her mind changed. Judging from her age, the other party should be Zeng Rou.

Hearing the sound of the other patrol team coming from around him, Song Qingshu flashed into the house and closed the window.

Is it a flower-picking thief?Zeng Rou felt even more scared when she thought of some legends in the world.

Guessing her thoughts, Song Qingshu looked at her with a funny look: Didn’t you make a wish to the Moon God just now? The Moon God felt your sincerity and sent me to come down to earth to save your Wangwu Sect.

Zeng Rou's face turned red suddenly. She was not stupid, so she didn't know that the other party was deliberately teasing her. The girl's thoughts were heard by a strange man, and Zeng Rou wanted to get into the crack in the ground.

I'm going to untie your acupoints, but you are not allowed to shout, if you agree, just blink your eyes?Seeing the other party blinking a few quick eyes, Song Qingshu smiled slightly and untied her acupoint.

Zeng Rou quietly distanced himself from him, grabbed the sword on the table, felt a little calm, and looked up and asked: Who are you?

Hearing the other party's crisp and pleasant voice, Song Qingshu's whole body seemed to be blown by a breeze, and it was indescribable to feel comfortable. He secretly sighed: It is said that loli has three good light voices, soft body, and easy to push down. This sentence is also fully applicable to girls.

I am the savior of your Wangwu Sect.

There was no master in the entire Wangwu Sect. Instead, Song Qingshu was not as nervous as the other party. He looked around leisurely. He didn't find the stool for a while, so he sat on the edge of the bed next to him.

Seeing him sitting on his bed, Zeng Rou felt ashamed and angry, and couldn't help but scold: Nonsense.

I was talking nonsense. Song Qingshu looked at her angrily. There are now thousands of elite Qing soldiers at the foot of the mountain. Although your Wangwu Sect has a good geographical location, it is still stubborn and will eventually be unable to escape the disaster.

Zeng Rou's face turned pale. What he said was similar to what everyone was talking about during the day, and she felt sad: Could it be that the Wangwu Sect really cannot escape the disaster?

Seeing her look so cute, Song Qingshu's pity was very interesting: Little girl, if you tell me your name, I will reluctantly save you.

Zeng Rou's face flushed and she glanced at him angrily, but she didn't say anything.

I can guess if you don’t say it. Song Qingshu pretended to count his fingers and said, “Your name is Zeng Rou, right?”

How do you know?Zeng Rou covered her terrified lips and looked at him in disbelief.

Everyone said that I was sent by the Moon God, but you still don’t believe it.Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile.

Zeng Rou also felt a little shaken in her heart, and she looked at him with a complicated expression: I wonder how you plan to save us?

You are a low-level girl, and it is useless to tell you.

Song Qingshu stood up and saw that the other party was frightened and subconsciously stepped back. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I don't have time to play with you, so take me to see your master."

Zeng Rou did not dare to rashly bring someone of unknown origin to meet her master, drew out the long sword in her hand, pointed at him and said: Tell me who you are, otherwise I will really call someone.

Song Qingshu raised his hand, and Zeng Rou immediately felt a powerful suction force. Unprepared, she suddenly lost her balance and fell into the other party's arms.

Ah~ Zeng Rou could no longer hold it back, and the woman's nature made her scream.

With his hands blocking the other party's slender waist, Song Qingshu had no intention of stopping her. Instead, he picked her up and flew outside the house, smiling at the disciples who were rushing to hear the news.

This time, he secretly came up the mountain without telling it, and he was worried that he would be found out that he was no longer in the tent after it was delayed for too long.

I just touched the top of the mountain but was stunned to find that the wooden houses are almost the same. I couldn't find Situ Boley's place in a while.

As his internal strength became increasingly deep, Song Qingshu became more and more intelligent and bright. He heard the sound of a girl making a wish in the wind, and followed the sound, and then he discovered Zeng Rou.

But the other party didn't take his tricks and refused to take him to find Situ Bolei. In desperation, he had to expose Xingzang and use Zeng Rou to lure him out.

Scream louder, the more miserable the better.Song Qingshu hugged the other party's gentle body and pinched her slim waist wantonly. As the saying goes, "If you have a advantage, don't take a bastard."

Zeng Rou was held in his arms and was instantly restrained from the acupoints. Only one mouth could make a sound. She was shocked and afraid, and she shouted in a very sad and beautiful way.