In the square inch, the black dagger was like a poisonous snake, with a strange angle and a cruel move. Even Song Qingshuzhi was able to sweat.
If it is normal for him to avoid the other party's attack, it will not be difficult, but now he has to use other people's martial arts to deal with it as the Shuiyue Sect.
Song Qingshu dodged to the side while trying to bring the knife back. Unfortunately, the Shuiyue sword was too long. When it was transferred back, it was probably that several holes had been stabbed by the dagger.
However, after all, his cultivation was there, and the sword technique and sword technique did not require a real sword in his hand. He seized a gap and directly used the knife handle to hit the assassin's wrist. The assassin obviously did not expect that he would have such a trick. The tiger's mouth numb and the dagger in his hand could no longer hold it.
However, the assassin reacted very quickly. With his toes, the dagger became a rapidly rotating hidden weapon and shot from bottom to top.
Song Qingshu was shocked and moved a foot back quickly, and was very angry. This man's moves were too shady and he kept moving three ways.
The assassin took this opportunity to hold the dagger again in his left hand and attacked him, but Song Qingshu had already opened up enough distance. A cold light flashed, and a crisp sound of ding, the dagger had been knocked away and inserted to the ground aside, and the blade still trembled.
Song Qingshu followed the situation and twisted the other party's hand behind his back, and the Shuiyue knife also crossed his neck.
Just as he was about to ask who he was, who knew that the assassin's body suddenly became like boneless, and his whole body was extremely twisted like noodles, and he broke free from his control. He turned around to face him, and his hands were directly inserted into his chest, with a faint blue slight on his fingertips, which was obviously highly poisonous.
Song Qingshu didn't dare to test the poison with his body, and there was no time to use the Water Moon Knife when it was lightning. He directly abandoned the knife and grabbed his wrist with his hands.
The assassin's reaction was also fast. Although his hands were held and unable to exert force, his legs kicked towards his lower abdomen like a poisonous snake.
Song Qingshu was really angry. This guy was so vicious and greeted him three times. Since that's the case, don't blame me for being rude.
While blocking his vicious attack with his legs, he then kicked him in his legs.
Ah!The assassin exclaimed, and his whole body bent down like a cooked shrimp.
Song Qingshu was stunned because the other party's voice was a woman!
After a series of intense and intense fights, he had no time to observe anything else. Now he noticed that the other person's body curves did not look like men, but she was tall and she had to deliberately wrap her chest with a cloth, so she did not reveal too many feminine characteristics.
He pulled off the mask from her face and showed a beautiful and charming face in front of him. The most impressive thing about her at first sight was the meme between her eyebrows, which was definitely the woman among women.
However, her painful expression at this time destroyed this temperament to a certain extent. Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice: Who are you?
The woman glanced at him with resentment in her eyes: The sect really doesn't understand Pity Xiang Xiyu, and she actually kicked someone... there...
Song Qingshu frowned, because at that moment he felt that the other party was using the art of sage, which was somewhat similar to Shan Yuru before, but it was a little different. Her cultivation of sage was obviously not as high as Shan Yuru, but her charm towards men was comparable. It seems that she was born with bones, which narrowed the gap between the two to a certain extent.
I'm just using your own means to exert it on you.Song Qingshu sneered.
Did the sect come from the Murong family? When would it use the other way to give it to the other person?The woman showed a slight smile on the corner of her lips, obviously not worried about her situation at all.
Song Qingshu reached out and sucked the Shuiyue knife across her white and tender neck: I will give you a last chance to explain your identity clearly, otherwise don’t blame me for being ruthless under the knife.
The woman laughed: The sect is reluctant to kill me. After seeing my appearance clearly, the sect's murderous aura unconsciously dissipated most of the sect's murderous aura.
Is that true?Song Qingshu was stunned and wiped the water moon knife in her hand directly into her neck.
Ah, I am the sea lost!There was a cold light in front of her eyes. At that moment, she felt the fear of death, and even felt that her neck had been cut open with a blade.
Lost the sea?Song Qingshu's heart moved and remembered the conversation he had heard before Hulagu and Chabi.
The bulk must have heard my name.Feeling the cold air of the blade on his neck, Hai Lost was still a little shocked.
Song Qingshu's face darkened: Nonsense, Hai Mizuho is a dignified princess, but how could he assassinate in the middle of the night?
I have long heard of the reputation of the corps, so I want to visit me.Hai Mizulo's eyes kept aiming at his knife, obviously worried that his hand would slip by accident.
Visit, is assassination considered a visit?Song Qingshu sneered.
The sect has great martial arts skills, how could I take my three-legged kung fu into my eyes? I just wanted the sect to give me some advice on martial arts, which made the sect misunderstand. Hai Miluo deeply apologized.
Her voice was soft and beautiful, no matter in her expression or tone, as if every sentence was from the heart.
The princess is so modest that you are a top-notch master in your martial arts world.Song Qingshu snorted.
Hai Mizuki smiled: It seems that the Grand Master believes in my identity. Since this is the case, can I let me go? Now that we are so close, if we are seen by others, it may cause an uproar.
An old driver like Song Qingshu would not be led by her nose and answered directly: Who would see it now in the middle of the night?Moreover, the princess took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and no one would believe her if she said it.
While speaking, she gently slid the tip of her knife across the clothes on her chest, deliberately showing a greedy look: Isn’t the princess afraid that I can’t control you and rectify the Dharma on the spot?
Hai Mizuho shook his head: Although Guiyu is dead, I am still the eldest princess of the Kuowo Taiwan clan. I believe the main sect can distinguish between importance.
At worst, I will kill you with one knife after I finish my fun. Who knows what happened here? The disappearance of the princess may become a mystery for eternity, but who would really care about a princess who has lost power.
Song Qingshu said.
Hearing certain words, a trace of anger finally flashed in Hai Milu's eyes, but he quickly concealed it: Let's not be so tit-for-tat, the bulk can only get my people, but not my heart.
Song Qingshu said: I just need to get your people. Why do I get your heart?
Hai Milu was a little messy, thinking to myself why you didn’t play according to common sense, and shouldn’t you ask how to get your heart, so you had to suppress your anger, but a look of shyness appeared on your face: The people who got me are so romantic all day long. If you can get my heart, I will be willing to serve you. There are many good days in the future, so why should you be anxious?
If it is normal for him to avoid the other party's attack, it will not be difficult, but now he has to use other people's martial arts to deal with it as the Shuiyue Sect.
Song Qingshu dodged to the side while trying to bring the knife back. Unfortunately, the Shuiyue sword was too long. When it was transferred back, it was probably that several holes had been stabbed by the dagger.
However, after all, his cultivation was there, and the sword technique and sword technique did not require a real sword in his hand. He seized a gap and directly used the knife handle to hit the assassin's wrist. The assassin obviously did not expect that he would have such a trick. The tiger's mouth numb and the dagger in his hand could no longer hold it.
However, the assassin reacted very quickly. With his toes, the dagger became a rapidly rotating hidden weapon and shot from bottom to top.
Song Qingshu was shocked and moved a foot back quickly, and was very angry. This man's moves were too shady and he kept moving three ways.
The assassin took this opportunity to hold the dagger again in his left hand and attacked him, but Song Qingshu had already opened up enough distance. A cold light flashed, and a crisp sound of ding, the dagger had been knocked away and inserted to the ground aside, and the blade still trembled.
Song Qingshu followed the situation and twisted the other party's hand behind his back, and the Shuiyue knife also crossed his neck.
Just as he was about to ask who he was, who knew that the assassin's body suddenly became like boneless, and his whole body was extremely twisted like noodles, and he broke free from his control. He turned around to face him, and his hands were directly inserted into his chest, with a faint blue slight on his fingertips, which was obviously highly poisonous.
Song Qingshu didn't dare to test the poison with his body, and there was no time to use the Water Moon Knife when it was lightning. He directly abandoned the knife and grabbed his wrist with his hands.
The assassin's reaction was also fast. Although his hands were held and unable to exert force, his legs kicked towards his lower abdomen like a poisonous snake.
Song Qingshu was really angry. This guy was so vicious and greeted him three times. Since that's the case, don't blame me for being rude.
While blocking his vicious attack with his legs, he then kicked him in his legs.
Ah!The assassin exclaimed, and his whole body bent down like a cooked shrimp.
Song Qingshu was stunned because the other party's voice was a woman!
After a series of intense and intense fights, he had no time to observe anything else. Now he noticed that the other person's body curves did not look like men, but she was tall and she had to deliberately wrap her chest with a cloth, so she did not reveal too many feminine characteristics.
He pulled off the mask from her face and showed a beautiful and charming face in front of him. The most impressive thing about her at first sight was the meme between her eyebrows, which was definitely the woman among women.
However, her painful expression at this time destroyed this temperament to a certain extent. Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice: Who are you?
The woman glanced at him with resentment in her eyes: The sect really doesn't understand Pity Xiang Xiyu, and she actually kicked someone... there...
Song Qingshu frowned, because at that moment he felt that the other party was using the art of sage, which was somewhat similar to Shan Yuru before, but it was a little different. Her cultivation of sage was obviously not as high as Shan Yuru, but her charm towards men was comparable. It seems that she was born with bones, which narrowed the gap between the two to a certain extent.
I'm just using your own means to exert it on you.Song Qingshu sneered.
Did the sect come from the Murong family? When would it use the other way to give it to the other person?The woman showed a slight smile on the corner of her lips, obviously not worried about her situation at all.
Song Qingshu reached out and sucked the Shuiyue knife across her white and tender neck: I will give you a last chance to explain your identity clearly, otherwise don’t blame me for being ruthless under the knife.
The woman laughed: The sect is reluctant to kill me. After seeing my appearance clearly, the sect's murderous aura unconsciously dissipated most of the sect's murderous aura.
Is that true?Song Qingshu was stunned and wiped the water moon knife in her hand directly into her neck.
Ah, I am the sea lost!There was a cold light in front of her eyes. At that moment, she felt the fear of death, and even felt that her neck had been cut open with a blade.
Lost the sea?Song Qingshu's heart moved and remembered the conversation he had heard before Hulagu and Chabi.
The bulk must have heard my name.Feeling the cold air of the blade on his neck, Hai Lost was still a little shocked.
Song Qingshu's face darkened: Nonsense, Hai Mizuho is a dignified princess, but how could he assassinate in the middle of the night?
I have long heard of the reputation of the corps, so I want to visit me.Hai Mizulo's eyes kept aiming at his knife, obviously worried that his hand would slip by accident.
Visit, is assassination considered a visit?Song Qingshu sneered.
The sect has great martial arts skills, how could I take my three-legged kung fu into my eyes? I just wanted the sect to give me some advice on martial arts, which made the sect misunderstand. Hai Miluo deeply apologized.
Her voice was soft and beautiful, no matter in her expression or tone, as if every sentence was from the heart.
The princess is so modest that you are a top-notch master in your martial arts world.Song Qingshu snorted.
Hai Mizuki smiled: It seems that the Grand Master believes in my identity. Since this is the case, can I let me go? Now that we are so close, if we are seen by others, it may cause an uproar.
An old driver like Song Qingshu would not be led by her nose and answered directly: Who would see it now in the middle of the night?Moreover, the princess took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and no one would believe her if she said it.
While speaking, she gently slid the tip of her knife across the clothes on her chest, deliberately showing a greedy look: Isn’t the princess afraid that I can’t control you and rectify the Dharma on the spot?
Hai Mizuho shook his head: Although Guiyu is dead, I am still the eldest princess of the Kuowo Taiwan clan. I believe the main sect can distinguish between importance.
At worst, I will kill you with one knife after I finish my fun. Who knows what happened here? The disappearance of the princess may become a mystery for eternity, but who would really care about a princess who has lost power.
Song Qingshu said.
Hearing certain words, a trace of anger finally flashed in Hai Milu's eyes, but he quickly concealed it: Let's not be so tit-for-tat, the bulk can only get my people, but not my heart.
Song Qingshu said: I just need to get your people. Why do I get your heart?
Hai Milu was a little messy, thinking to myself why you didn’t play according to common sense, and shouldn’t you ask how to get your heart, so you had to suppress your anger, but a look of shyness appeared on your face: The people who got me are so romantic all day long. If you can get my heart, I will be willing to serve you. There are many good days in the future, so why should you be anxious?
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