Chapter 2092 The Son of the Sun

Song Qingshu nodded in agreement. Standing near the sweat, there were two women, one big and one small, one big and one small. The young man covered his face with a veil, slender and tall figure, and a pair of water-cut pupils, which seemed to be affectionate, and also seemed to be cold and arrogant, which was very eye-catching. The whole person had an elegant and elegant temperament, and a hint of nobility faintly revealed, which made people dare not look at it.

The other woman had a plump figure, graceful and delicate body, and a black palace dress wrapped her graceful body more and more. Unlike the other girl, she showed a mature and beautiful temperament all over her body.

Although both women were covered with veils and couldn't see clearly, they could be called a first-class beauty with their temperament and their agile eyes, even if they were mediocre. If their appearance was exquisite, they would definitely be the kind of beauty that would upside down.

But now Song Qingshu is used to beauty, and his beauty has not distracted him. At this time, he is thinking about another thing. Just now, the sweat just called their wife and princess. Could it be that the two daughters are his wife and daughter?

However, he immediately denied this speculation. First, if it were his wife and daughter, he would not be so polite. Second, how could this Dahan behave like this young daughter at the age of thirty?

But as this happened, Song Qingshu became more and more confused. What country's wife and princess was this?Why is this Khan so strange about their attitude towards them?

The lady spoke, her voice soft and pleasant: If it was too late today, why not just be here and send more people to patrol around.

As a woman, she obviously thought of going with Xue Baochai and the others before.

OK.Dahan nodded and looked back and ordered his guards to patrol around the inn.

At this time, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes also spoke: Go to the kitchen to prepare some food, go upstairs to clean up the room...

Yes, the young city lord!The people under his command took the order and left.

Young City Lord?

Song Qingshu became increasingly confused. Such a name was obviously not from the Central Plains countries. There was no such thing as a city lord here. Even the Lu Wende brothers guarded Xiangyang for so many years, and no one called Lu Shidao and the others the young city lords.

Xiao Ming's arrangements were organized and became more and more arrogant.The Khan said with praise.

The young city lord laughed happily: The Khan praised it.

After reading for a long time, Song Qingshu vaguely saw the trick. They were not affiliation in the general sense, but more like an equal ally cooperative relationship.

Unable to guess the identities of both parties for a while, Song Qingshu began to pay attention to the other people.

Next to the young city lord was a short and fat monk standing, saying that the monk was also very reluctant. Although he was bald, he had no scars. He was dressed in a very different way than the monk in the Central Plains. He was not like a monk in Tantric Buddhism, but he had a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest. With his big bald head, the first impression was that of a monk.

The reason I noticed him is because he is probably one of the most martial arts people among this group of people.

Apart from him, there was a hunchbacked old woman standing behind the lady and the lady, who fell down as the wind blew. Perhaps ordinary people thought she was just a thin old lady, but Song Qingshu did not just look with his eyes, but looked at people's anger.

This old woman and the fat monk are the two with the highest martial arts skills in the field.

The lady and the princess breathed softly and walked lightly. They were obviously good at martial arts. In addition, the group of Mongolian warriors, the young city lord and the wife's men, were all shrewd and powerful. They were obviously good at carefully selected players. No wonder the Destiny Church came out to ambush them all.

Seeing that someone is beautiful, he just stares at him like this?At this time, Wanyan's sour sound suddenly came to his ears.

Song Qingshu looked back and saw the girl pouting her mouth, obviously very dissatisfied with his reaction.

I'm observing what experts they have.Song Qingshu isolated this small area with his powerful aura, so the two of them whispered, and they were not afraid of being heard by the masters in the hall.

Oh, who are the masters?Wanyan suddenly became interested in the new festival.

Song Qingshu began to explain to her that everyone's martial arts skills were roughly strong. When she talked about the lady and the princess, Wanyan suddenly asked: How good are their martial arts skills compared to me?

Song Qingshu thought about it and replied: They didn't take action, and I couldn't judge how good the martial arts were. Judging from the internal strength alone, the lady's cultivation was deeper than you, and the princess was about the same as you.

Wanyan's cheeks suddenly became angry: These foxes look so seductive and have such good martial arts skills. Is there any reason for them?

Song Qingshu was speechless and thought to himself that you have scolded yourself too?

Wanyan suddenly had his eyes rolling: Brother Song, do you want to capture these two foxes as your wife?

What do you think about this mind all day long?Song Qingshu couldn't help but have a black thread.

Obviously that's what you think in your heart.Wanyan snorted heavily.

Speak quietly, someone is here.Song Qingshu hurriedly made a gesture of silence.

Wanyan didn't dare to make trouble anymore during the Double Ninth Festival, and quietly stretched out her little head to observe the situation below.

Why have those cooking not been ready for so long? At least you can pour us some tea.The young city lord said with some dissatisfaction, and soon some subordinates ran to the kitchen to investigate.

But soon ran back in a panic: The kitchen...no...no one, no one.

How is that possible!The young city lord was furious and said just now that there were at least seven or eight people going to the kitchen, how could there be no one?

The lady frowned and ordered the old woman behind her: Grandma, go and see if the person who is tidying upstairs is there.

The old woman nodded slightly, flew to the second floor with a little toe, and quickly checked.

Wanyan's small mouth opens and forms: This old woman is so good at lightness.

It's really good.Song Qingshu nodded.

Wanyan quickly smiled at the Chongqiu Festival: But you are still far behind you, brother.

Flatter.Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile. No wonder Ouyang Feng loved her like a granddaughter. This little girl is indeed very painful.

At this time, the old woman had already checked the second floor and flew back to the hall to report: Madam, there is not a single person on the upper floor.

Now even the most energetic person realizes something is wrong:

There is an ambush!

The warriors around pulled out their weapons to protect Da Khan and others in the center, looking around with a cautious look, but no enemies appeared except for the sound of the wind outside.

The fat monk stood up and said: Why don’t I lead a few people to investigate everywhere.He was self-conceived and did not want others to be ambushed.

No, the other party is obviously like hunting with wolves. He deliberately uses panic to weaken our will and then take the opportunity to disperse our strength. We cannot fall into their trap. No one is allowed to leave. He keeps on guard all the key roads of the inn and leaves immediately after dawn.

Slap!

At this time, there was a sound of applause from the inn gate, and Shan Yuru walked in with a smile: Galdan Khan, who is worthy of being the son of the sun, has caused us a headache.