You get out of the way, they kill without blinking.
After the initial surprise, the Fu sisters quickly returned to their senses. They had witnessed these men in black slaughtering in the Goryeo Pavilion. Now there is no one around. Just a young man from the Southern Song Dynasty, they would kill him, and they would not have any scruples at all.
Of course, Song Qingshu came. When they heard the words of the sisters, they thought they were very fierce on the surface, but they were quite kind on the inside. It’s a pity that the two girls were seriously injured in the Tokyo Train before. Otherwise, with their martial arts, the Goryeo Train would not have been so easy to be washed away by blood and captured by themselves.
Of course he would not retreat. He looked at the men in black and said lightly: Let them go.
The group of men in black seemed to have fewer people than when they saw them from a distance, and there was no figure of the Goryeo Prince inside. It should have been divided. Some people took the Fu sisters to run in this direction, while others took the Goryeo Prince away in another direction.
I recognize you. You are the cowardly person who can advance with money to buy your opponent during the day. How much money do you plan to use to buy us Ah now?Someone recognized him and pointed at him and laughed.
The companions all agreed: We are not as unseen as the leader of the Yellow River Gang, you will have a heavy bleeding this time.
If there is enough money, we can consider saving your life.
……
Seeing these people's smug appearance, Song Qingshu snorted coldly: "There is a little red in the Central Plains, I'm out to work!"
Before, he went to Wang Baobao's place and deliberately left the other party away. Later, he went to the Goryeo Pavilion to check. It should be that the fire here was amazing. Zhongyuan Yihong also rushed here and happened to pass by nearby. Song Qingshu noticed his breath and decided to call him.
Zhongyuan Yihong was also very depressed at this time. He was the most powerful killer in Jiangnan. This time he was sent to protect a young man. It would be fine. Although he was not very good at it, he would not be difficult to protect a playboy.
But this guy just disappears at any time. The killer is good at stealth tracking. As the number one killer, he is even better in this field. But no matter how hard he tries, he still cannot find the protection object.
Usually, it can be found after a while, but Zhongyuan Yihong felt a trance, and always felt that the other party deliberately appeared and asked him to find it.
This time it was like this again. As soon as he left the Southern Song Dynasty, he lost his trace in the blink of an eye. After finally meeting him again, the other party actually asked him to take action.
Are you so sure I'm by your side?Zhongyuan Yihong was so angry that she felt an urge to let go, wanting to see what kind of expression the object of protection would be.
But I can only think about this idea. He has never failed to take on the task. Although this mission is not a murder, he is unwilling to ruin his name.
When the men in black heard Song Qingshu's words, they were stunned and wondered what is the name of Zhongyuan? How could there be such a long name?
It was this time when I was stunned, I saw a red light flash, and a red blood mark appeared between the eyebrows of the men in black. The sword energy penetrated into my mind, and it seemed that I was not alive.
Song Qingshu hurriedly ran over and helped the Fu sisters up: Are you okay?
If you come later, you won’t see me.
After all, Fu Junyu is young and has experienced too many things today. He has been worried and scared. At this moment, he finally relaxed. The panic and fear in his heart burst out in an instant, and he buried his head in the other person's arms and started crying.
It's okay, it's okay.Song Qingshu patted her shoulder gently to comfort her, subconsciously trying to hug Fu Junhuai to comfort her, but she rolled her eyes and came back.
This is such a fast sword, such a cruel sword.
After all, Fu Junmao was older, not as emotionally out of control as her sister. At this time, her attention was all on Zhongyuan Yihong's body, with blood dripping on the tip of his sword, and there were also several amazing wounds on his body, which were also bleeding.
The sword of Zhongyuan was very fast, but these men in black were also very good at it. Although the incident happened suddenly, the counterattack before his death still caused him serious injuries.
Song Qingshu also turned around and threw him a porcelain bottle: This is the best golden sore medicine, you can treat the wound yourself.
Zhongyuan Yihong was a little disgusted, but when she opened the porcelain bottle, her face changed: Tian Qisha Dandan San, how could you have the elixir of Peach Blossom Island?
Song Qingshu did not answer his question, but said: Do you trade your life for life like this every time?
Zhongyuan Yihong replied coldly: It’s not about life for life, but about injury for life.
Song Qingshu nodded secretly. The red sword in Zhongyuan was very fast, but no matter how fast it was, it had its limits. Looking at the entire world, he was considered a master, but he was still much worse than those of the master level. Strictly speaking, his martial arts skills were even a few points worse than some first-class masters, but his sword was a sword for killing, and his best attitude was to kill people. Unless a master above the master level crushed with his skill and cultivation, if other people met him, even if his martial arts skills were higher than him, they would inevitably die at his hands in the end.
If you exchange your life for injury like this, it would be fine when you are young, but when you get older, you will be plagued by injuries and your lifespan will be shorter than that of ordinary people.
Song Qingshu was wondering when he had the talent to use swords and when would he give him some truly excellent sword skills?
It is not certain whether a killer can live until tomorrow, so he only considers the present, not the future.A cool and cool sentence from Zhongyuan left a sentence, and the figure quickly disappeared into the night.
Fu Junyu wiped his tears, looked at the direction he disappeared and couldn't help but sigh: Your friend is very handsome.
Song Qingshu looked depressed: I saved you, wouldn’t I be handsome?
Fu Junyu rolled his eyes: It was obvious that someone saved us.
Song Qingshu spat: Without my order, he wouldn't blink even if you were turned.
The surname is Jia!Fu Junyu immediately became angry, and even Fu Junhuan on the side looked at him angrily.
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassedly: I'm just an example, just an example.
Stop making trouble, let’s go and save the prince.Fu Junmao took his long sword back from the man in black.
Song Qingshu frowned: You are seriously injured, how can you save others?My friend was also seriously injured, and he only had one life. I don’t want him to pay his life.
A hid in the dark and applied golden sore medicine, a hint of warmth surged in the heart of a cold red heart. I thought this guy was quite conscientious and didn't forget his meaning.
Fu Junmao bowed: He is the prince of our Goryeo, we must save him, even if we sacrifice his life, we will leave. We will leave this. The young master's life-saving grace can only be repaid in the next life.
After saying that, he pulled Fu Junyu and was about to leave, but Song Qingshu reached out and stopped the two of them.
Realizing that his chest was not far from the other party's hand, Fu Junhao's face turned slightly red and hurriedly took a step back: What is the intention of young master?
Song Qingshu smiled and said: I just want to ask, how do you plan to repay me in the next life?
After the initial surprise, the Fu sisters quickly returned to their senses. They had witnessed these men in black slaughtering in the Goryeo Pavilion. Now there is no one around. Just a young man from the Southern Song Dynasty, they would kill him, and they would not have any scruples at all.
Of course, Song Qingshu came. When they heard the words of the sisters, they thought they were very fierce on the surface, but they were quite kind on the inside. It’s a pity that the two girls were seriously injured in the Tokyo Train before. Otherwise, with their martial arts, the Goryeo Train would not have been so easy to be washed away by blood and captured by themselves.
Of course he would not retreat. He looked at the men in black and said lightly: Let them go.
The group of men in black seemed to have fewer people than when they saw them from a distance, and there was no figure of the Goryeo Prince inside. It should have been divided. Some people took the Fu sisters to run in this direction, while others took the Goryeo Prince away in another direction.
I recognize you. You are the cowardly person who can advance with money to buy your opponent during the day. How much money do you plan to use to buy us Ah now?Someone recognized him and pointed at him and laughed.
The companions all agreed: We are not as unseen as the leader of the Yellow River Gang, you will have a heavy bleeding this time.
If there is enough money, we can consider saving your life.
……
Seeing these people's smug appearance, Song Qingshu snorted coldly: "There is a little red in the Central Plains, I'm out to work!"
Before, he went to Wang Baobao's place and deliberately left the other party away. Later, he went to the Goryeo Pavilion to check. It should be that the fire here was amazing. Zhongyuan Yihong also rushed here and happened to pass by nearby. Song Qingshu noticed his breath and decided to call him.
Zhongyuan Yihong was also very depressed at this time. He was the most powerful killer in Jiangnan. This time he was sent to protect a young man. It would be fine. Although he was not very good at it, he would not be difficult to protect a playboy.
But this guy just disappears at any time. The killer is good at stealth tracking. As the number one killer, he is even better in this field. But no matter how hard he tries, he still cannot find the protection object.
Usually, it can be found after a while, but Zhongyuan Yihong felt a trance, and always felt that the other party deliberately appeared and asked him to find it.
This time it was like this again. As soon as he left the Southern Song Dynasty, he lost his trace in the blink of an eye. After finally meeting him again, the other party actually asked him to take action.
Are you so sure I'm by your side?Zhongyuan Yihong was so angry that she felt an urge to let go, wanting to see what kind of expression the object of protection would be.
But I can only think about this idea. He has never failed to take on the task. Although this mission is not a murder, he is unwilling to ruin his name.
When the men in black heard Song Qingshu's words, they were stunned and wondered what is the name of Zhongyuan? How could there be such a long name?
It was this time when I was stunned, I saw a red light flash, and a red blood mark appeared between the eyebrows of the men in black. The sword energy penetrated into my mind, and it seemed that I was not alive.
Song Qingshu hurriedly ran over and helped the Fu sisters up: Are you okay?
If you come later, you won’t see me.
After all, Fu Junyu is young and has experienced too many things today. He has been worried and scared. At this moment, he finally relaxed. The panic and fear in his heart burst out in an instant, and he buried his head in the other person's arms and started crying.
It's okay, it's okay.Song Qingshu patted her shoulder gently to comfort her, subconsciously trying to hug Fu Junhuai to comfort her, but she rolled her eyes and came back.
This is such a fast sword, such a cruel sword.
After all, Fu Junmao was older, not as emotionally out of control as her sister. At this time, her attention was all on Zhongyuan Yihong's body, with blood dripping on the tip of his sword, and there were also several amazing wounds on his body, which were also bleeding.
The sword of Zhongyuan was very fast, but these men in black were also very good at it. Although the incident happened suddenly, the counterattack before his death still caused him serious injuries.
Song Qingshu also turned around and threw him a porcelain bottle: This is the best golden sore medicine, you can treat the wound yourself.
Zhongyuan Yihong was a little disgusted, but when she opened the porcelain bottle, her face changed: Tian Qisha Dandan San, how could you have the elixir of Peach Blossom Island?
Song Qingshu did not answer his question, but said: Do you trade your life for life like this every time?
Zhongyuan Yihong replied coldly: It’s not about life for life, but about injury for life.
Song Qingshu nodded secretly. The red sword in Zhongyuan was very fast, but no matter how fast it was, it had its limits. Looking at the entire world, he was considered a master, but he was still much worse than those of the master level. Strictly speaking, his martial arts skills were even a few points worse than some first-class masters, but his sword was a sword for killing, and his best attitude was to kill people. Unless a master above the master level crushed with his skill and cultivation, if other people met him, even if his martial arts skills were higher than him, they would inevitably die at his hands in the end.
If you exchange your life for injury like this, it would be fine when you are young, but when you get older, you will be plagued by injuries and your lifespan will be shorter than that of ordinary people.
Song Qingshu was wondering when he had the talent to use swords and when would he give him some truly excellent sword skills?
It is not certain whether a killer can live until tomorrow, so he only considers the present, not the future.A cool and cool sentence from Zhongyuan left a sentence, and the figure quickly disappeared into the night.
Fu Junyu wiped his tears, looked at the direction he disappeared and couldn't help but sigh: Your friend is very handsome.
Song Qingshu looked depressed: I saved you, wouldn’t I be handsome?
Fu Junyu rolled his eyes: It was obvious that someone saved us.
Song Qingshu spat: Without my order, he wouldn't blink even if you were turned.
The surname is Jia!Fu Junyu immediately became angry, and even Fu Junhuan on the side looked at him angrily.
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassedly: I'm just an example, just an example.
Stop making trouble, let’s go and save the prince.Fu Junmao took his long sword back from the man in black.
Song Qingshu frowned: You are seriously injured, how can you save others?My friend was also seriously injured, and he only had one life. I don’t want him to pay his life.
A hid in the dark and applied golden sore medicine, a hint of warmth surged in the heart of a cold red heart. I thought this guy was quite conscientious and didn't forget his meaning.
Fu Junmao bowed: He is the prince of our Goryeo, we must save him, even if we sacrifice his life, we will leave. We will leave this. The young master's life-saving grace can only be repaid in the next life.
After saying that, he pulled Fu Junyu and was about to leave, but Song Qingshu reached out and stopped the two of them.
Realizing that his chest was not far from the other party's hand, Fu Junhao's face turned slightly red and hurriedly took a step back: What is the intention of young master?
Song Qingshu smiled and said: I just want to ask, how do you plan to repay me in the next life?