Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and then quietly followed the old man Wusun. From the first meeting, he was a little afraid of this guy with extraordinary mental power. He always felt that he would pose a threat to him, but when he met him a few times, the other party was with Temujin and other masters, which made him unable to start.
Now that I finally met him alone, how could I let go of such an opportunity?
Perhaps he had a shameful deal with Hua Zheng. This time he came alone, without even a follower. A white robe in the dark night was particularly eye-catching, but for some reason, the scattered passers-by on the road ignored him, as if he didn't exist at all.
Unconsciously manipulating the hearts of the people around you?Song Qingshu was shocked. This control was really shocking. He could not hypnotize so many people at the same time.
Looking at his slightly thin back, Song Qingshu had to be curious. He wanted thirty beauties in one breath. Can he withstand it?
You have been with me for so long, so it’s time to come out to meet me.Old Man Wusun turned left and right, and finally stopped in a remote alley.
I am worthy of being a great shaman, and I can actually detect my existence.Song Qingshu walked out of the shadow. He was not dressed in Shuiyue Sect at this time, and he did not show his appearance.
Who are you?Old Man Wusun looked at the masked man in front of him with some vigilance. The other person's aura was very strange and should not be the one he often saw around him.
It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what shameful things you have done.Song Qingshu's heart suddenly moved and decided to cheat him. Why did you want to kill the Red Ridge Dharma King?
What nonsense?Old Man Wusun frowned, suddenly remembered something, and asked with some uncertainty, "Are you a Khan's man investigating the death of the Red Sun Dharma King?"
Song Qingshu smiled in his heart, but answered seriously on the surface: Since I know that I am a Khan, why don’t you come here quickly?
Old Man Wusun laughed: What a joke, even the Khan wouldn't talk to me like this. Where did the rats come from? How dare they pretend to be the Khan's messenger!
Song Qingshu said coldly: I broke the deal with the princess and wanted to kill someone to silence you, right?
You know everything?Old Man Wusun looked at him in surprise. He originally thought he was a fake, but he was not sure if he said this.
Song Qingshu was about to speak, but suddenly his heart sterned. He realized that he seemed to have lost control of his body.
I saw Mr. Wusun sneering: No matter whether you are a real messenger of Khan or a fake one, since you have seen something you shouldn't have seen, then go to die.
After saying that, he raised his sleeves and a hidden weapon shot out.
Seeing that he was about to hit, who knew that the man suddenly turned to the side and avoided the hidden weapon.
Song Qingshu sighed: Do you want my life even if you have this little ability?
Although he was relaxed, he felt a cold sweat in his heart. Just now, the other party could instantly hold his body. Although he was quickly broken free, if he didn't know this move at the beginning and there were a few helpers on the other party, wouldn't he have a lifetime of death?
You can actually move?
Old Man Wusun was obviously very surprised. His vast mental power was invincible. Many times he didn't need to take action at all. He blinked his eyes and let the other party die. It was precisely because of this that people from various Mongolian tribes believed that he was a person who could communicate with God in his dreams.
Song Qingshu was worried that he would have any other means, so he did not dare to be careless at all. He flashed and grabbed his neck. Except for not daring to use the cultivation of the Grand Master to avoid being sensed by Temujin, Tongtian Wu and others, he did not hold back.
However, the imaginary neck touch did not come, but grabbed it directly into the wall. Song Qingshu was stunned and found that the other party was still ten feet away. At the same time, the surrounding walls and trees kept sliding. The figure of the old man Wusun quickly disappeared, and he himself was in the earthen walls, trees and weeds.
Looking at the dense obstacles around him, he felt as if he was in a maze. Song Qingshu quickly returned to his peace. He didn't believe that Old Man Wusun really had the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, and all this in front of him should be an illusion.
He was obviously very careful, but why was he still affected by the other party?
If someone else had changed, I would have been panicked at this time. After all, this was an era of feudal superstition. Maybe I really thought the other party was a messenger of God and some divine power. However, Song Qingshu, a person who has been baptized by modern science, and I don’t know how many similar situations in various film and television works have been seen, so naturally there will be no chance to cause severe emotional fluctuations.
Open it for me!Song Qingshu said coldly, as the saying goes, one sword breaks all the methods, how could he be shaken by false fantasies when his cultivation reaches this level?What's more, he was also good at mental attacks!
How is that possible!A trace of blood was left in the nose of the old man Wusun, and he had obviously suffered a certain recoil damage. The other party broke his two unique skills in the blink of an eye, which was something that had never happened in decades.
He hurriedly pointed one hand at the sky, and formed an extremely complex seal with the other hand, muttering to himself, spitting out some rather obscure syllables: Мнх амьдралд итгэдэггyй хyмyyс yyрд харанхуйд орох болно!
If Zhao Min was here, he would definitely understand that he was saying in Mongolian: Those who do not believe in immortality will fall into darkness forever!
Song Qingshu was confused and had to stop. He found that the surroundings soon became blurred, and then everything disappeared, only the black that was so thick that it could not be melted, and the black that was boundless!
Now this situation perfectly interprets what it means to not see the five fingers. Not to mention the five fingers, even other parts of his body cannot be seen, as if everything in his body was swallowed up by the darkness.
Song Qingshu was very calm and said lightly: When my cultivation reaches my level, I don’t need my eyes to see clearly.With a casual wave, a wisp of palm wind was printed somewhere.
There was only a muffled groan, and then all the darkness faded away like a tide. Old Man Wusun had already bent down and covered his chest with blood on his white robe on his chest, which was obviously caused by vomiting blood after being hit by the palm wind.
Song Qingshu walked towards him step by step, secretly concentrating his mind and calming himself on guard: If you don’t have other means, I’m afraid you will leave your life here today.
Seeing him approaching, Old Man Wusun laughed and said: Do you think you can kill me like this?
Song Qingshu frowned and suddenly felt a powerful palm force slashing towards him. He hurriedly flashed to the side, and was about to fight back, but he saw clearly the appearance of the visitor, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The person who came has thick eyebrows and big eyes and tall figure. Who would he be if he wasn't Guo Jing!
The old man Wusun, who was standing aside, took the opportunity to escape into the darkness. Song Qingshu wanted to chase him, but Guo Jing hurriedly attacked him.
Now that I finally met him alone, how could I let go of such an opportunity?
Perhaps he had a shameful deal with Hua Zheng. This time he came alone, without even a follower. A white robe in the dark night was particularly eye-catching, but for some reason, the scattered passers-by on the road ignored him, as if he didn't exist at all.
Unconsciously manipulating the hearts of the people around you?Song Qingshu was shocked. This control was really shocking. He could not hypnotize so many people at the same time.
Looking at his slightly thin back, Song Qingshu had to be curious. He wanted thirty beauties in one breath. Can he withstand it?
You have been with me for so long, so it’s time to come out to meet me.Old Man Wusun turned left and right, and finally stopped in a remote alley.
I am worthy of being a great shaman, and I can actually detect my existence.Song Qingshu walked out of the shadow. He was not dressed in Shuiyue Sect at this time, and he did not show his appearance.
Who are you?Old Man Wusun looked at the masked man in front of him with some vigilance. The other person's aura was very strange and should not be the one he often saw around him.
It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what shameful things you have done.Song Qingshu's heart suddenly moved and decided to cheat him. Why did you want to kill the Red Ridge Dharma King?
What nonsense?Old Man Wusun frowned, suddenly remembered something, and asked with some uncertainty, "Are you a Khan's man investigating the death of the Red Sun Dharma King?"
Song Qingshu smiled in his heart, but answered seriously on the surface: Since I know that I am a Khan, why don’t you come here quickly?
Old Man Wusun laughed: What a joke, even the Khan wouldn't talk to me like this. Where did the rats come from? How dare they pretend to be the Khan's messenger!
Song Qingshu said coldly: I broke the deal with the princess and wanted to kill someone to silence you, right?
You know everything?Old Man Wusun looked at him in surprise. He originally thought he was a fake, but he was not sure if he said this.
Song Qingshu was about to speak, but suddenly his heart sterned. He realized that he seemed to have lost control of his body.
I saw Mr. Wusun sneering: No matter whether you are a real messenger of Khan or a fake one, since you have seen something you shouldn't have seen, then go to die.
After saying that, he raised his sleeves and a hidden weapon shot out.
Seeing that he was about to hit, who knew that the man suddenly turned to the side and avoided the hidden weapon.
Song Qingshu sighed: Do you want my life even if you have this little ability?
Although he was relaxed, he felt a cold sweat in his heart. Just now, the other party could instantly hold his body. Although he was quickly broken free, if he didn't know this move at the beginning and there were a few helpers on the other party, wouldn't he have a lifetime of death?
You can actually move?
Old Man Wusun was obviously very surprised. His vast mental power was invincible. Many times he didn't need to take action at all. He blinked his eyes and let the other party die. It was precisely because of this that people from various Mongolian tribes believed that he was a person who could communicate with God in his dreams.
Song Qingshu was worried that he would have any other means, so he did not dare to be careless at all. He flashed and grabbed his neck. Except for not daring to use the cultivation of the Grand Master to avoid being sensed by Temujin, Tongtian Wu and others, he did not hold back.
However, the imaginary neck touch did not come, but grabbed it directly into the wall. Song Qingshu was stunned and found that the other party was still ten feet away. At the same time, the surrounding walls and trees kept sliding. The figure of the old man Wusun quickly disappeared, and he himself was in the earthen walls, trees and weeds.
Looking at the dense obstacles around him, he felt as if he was in a maze. Song Qingshu quickly returned to his peace. He didn't believe that Old Man Wusun really had the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, and all this in front of him should be an illusion.
He was obviously very careful, but why was he still affected by the other party?
If someone else had changed, I would have been panicked at this time. After all, this was an era of feudal superstition. Maybe I really thought the other party was a messenger of God and some divine power. However, Song Qingshu, a person who has been baptized by modern science, and I don’t know how many similar situations in various film and television works have been seen, so naturally there will be no chance to cause severe emotional fluctuations.
Open it for me!Song Qingshu said coldly, as the saying goes, one sword breaks all the methods, how could he be shaken by false fantasies when his cultivation reaches this level?What's more, he was also good at mental attacks!
How is that possible!A trace of blood was left in the nose of the old man Wusun, and he had obviously suffered a certain recoil damage. The other party broke his two unique skills in the blink of an eye, which was something that had never happened in decades.
He hurriedly pointed one hand at the sky, and formed an extremely complex seal with the other hand, muttering to himself, spitting out some rather obscure syllables: Мнх амьдралд итгэдэггyй хyмyyс yyрд харанхуйд орох болно!
If Zhao Min was here, he would definitely understand that he was saying in Mongolian: Those who do not believe in immortality will fall into darkness forever!
Song Qingshu was confused and had to stop. He found that the surroundings soon became blurred, and then everything disappeared, only the black that was so thick that it could not be melted, and the black that was boundless!
Now this situation perfectly interprets what it means to not see the five fingers. Not to mention the five fingers, even other parts of his body cannot be seen, as if everything in his body was swallowed up by the darkness.
Song Qingshu was very calm and said lightly: When my cultivation reaches my level, I don’t need my eyes to see clearly.With a casual wave, a wisp of palm wind was printed somewhere.
There was only a muffled groan, and then all the darkness faded away like a tide. Old Man Wusun had already bent down and covered his chest with blood on his white robe on his chest, which was obviously caused by vomiting blood after being hit by the palm wind.
Song Qingshu walked towards him step by step, secretly concentrating his mind and calming himself on guard: If you don’t have other means, I’m afraid you will leave your life here today.
Seeing him approaching, Old Man Wusun laughed and said: Do you think you can kill me like this?
Song Qingshu frowned and suddenly felt a powerful palm force slashing towards him. He hurriedly flashed to the side, and was about to fight back, but he saw clearly the appearance of the visitor, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The person who came has thick eyebrows and big eyes and tall figure. Who would he be if he wasn't Guo Jing!
The old man Wusun, who was standing aside, took the opportunity to escape into the darkness. Song Qingshu wanted to chase him, but Guo Jing hurriedly attacked him.
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