Chapter 2190: Reverse

Noting his aggressive gaze, Mrs. Zhen's heart thumped: Senior?

Did I just leave the wolf's den and fall into a tiger kiss?

She just witnessed the other party's martial arts of the Mongolian mission alone, and she didn't think she could resist.

Song Qingshu suddenly frowned and looked back at the side. Soon the group gradually appeared from the corner of the street. The man in the lead had a cloak, and he couldn't see his face clearly. However, this unique outfit and martial arts method were obviously Huo Shan, an old man in the mountain.

Senior, be careful, he is the king of killers in Persia, and countless masters of the Western Regions died under his command.

Mrs. Zhen hurriedly said to Song Qingshu that she wanted to take the opportunity to improve the favorability of both parties, so that the other party might be thinking about this love and not attacking her.

Cailin, the master Yijian of Goryeo?

Huo Shan did not continue to move forward and stopped three meters away. This distance was a safe distance for both sides. He obviously had received the news and knew his identity.

If you want to fight, just fight, how can you get so much nonsense?

Song Qingshu was very upset at this time, and the negative emotions caused by the killing had not faded. At this time, he just wanted to vent his anger. Fighting was obviously the best way to squander the hostility. Compared with the Shuiyue Sect, the old people in the mountains were not that easy to deal with. The martial arts of the Shuiyue Sect were relatively systematic and simple. You could always notice some clues when observing several times. The martial arts of the elderly in the mountains were complex and bizarre, and they did not even use the same martial arts every time they took action. In this way, they could not make targeted arrangements like they did when dealing with the Shuiyue Sect.

Who knew that the old man in the mountains waved his hand: One of you and I are in the Far East and the other is in the extreme west, and we are more than ten thousand miles apart. We have never had any hatred or conflicts of interest. Why do we have to fight? Please!

After saying that, he signaled his subordinates to make way.

A trace of doubt flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes, not sure whether the other party was using any conspiracy and whether he would have attacked him while he was leaving.

However, the old man in the mountain had retreated aside and left enough distance, indicating that he had no other plans in his heart.

Thinking of all the past, Song Qingshu suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind. The old man in the mountains did not work hard several times, and now he has openly let him go. It seems that he is not willing to surrender to the Mongolian tent like this and has been secretly damaging the Taiwan Strait.

As the saying goes, the enemy is a friend. Even though Song Qingshu is a little confused at the moment, he still remembers this.

Looking at the other party deeply, Song Qingshu took Mrs. Zhen's hand and left.

Huo Shan, what do you mean? How can you let him go?A middle-aged man with white hair glared at the old man in the mountains, and he was the white haired willow shaking branches among the beautiful and white hair.

Why do you need to teach me about my work?The old man in the mountain replied coldly.

We had received a message from the little magician before. He obviously had just come out of the temple. Now I don’t know how the prince and the others are doing. How could he just let them go?

There are naturally no things that the prince’s masters, and there are existences like the Shuiyue Sect.The old man in the mountains didn't even look at him, and walked up the side.

OK, Huo Shan, are you planning to betray the prince?Seeing his indifferent appearance, Liu Yaozhi was furious.

So what?The old man in the mountain was obviously far away before, but when he finished saying this, he suddenly appeared in front of Liu Yaozhi, and he could even see the grim smile on the corner of his mouth.

The beauty and white hair are the guardians of the Magician Palace. They are also a demon who has been rampant for decades. Their martial arts are naturally not weak. Liu Yaozhi instantly slid out of his sleeves, a four-foot-four-inch white jade flute that was pulled out from his sleeves and pointed to the old man in the mountains. The power of this flute is that it can make different heights and flute sounds when waving, which can make the enemy have the illusion of sound. The flute hole can use unique techniques to stimulate energy and hurt people invisible. It is very powerful.

Even if he meets the top masters in the Central Plains, he will have no problem protecting himself with his magical martial arts. But he just encounters Huo Shan, who is known as the King of Killers!

The king of killers was determined to attack, how many people in the world could avoid it?

Liu Yaozhi screamed, covering her heart and looked miserable: The bone-transmitting needle is indeed well-deserved.

The old man in the mountains stood with his hands behind his back, and the other party's vitality was gone, so there was no need to take action again.

While he took action, the killers under his command also took action, and instantly wiped the necks of Liu Yaozhi's men.

Let my wife go.

Liu Yaozhi tried hard to say with his last breath. Hongyan Hua Jieyu had left for another mission before and went here. Otherwise, the two of them would join forces, and the old man in the mountains would not be able to defeat them so easily.

Although the two of them practiced the technique of replenishment over the years, they almost played their own tricks, and the other party didn't know how many cuckolds they had put on him, decades of relationship still made him feel at ease.

That slut?The old man in the mountains sneered and refused to comment.

Liu Yaozhi instantly understood his intentions and cursed angrily: Huoshan, Khan and the magician will avenge us!After cursing this sentence, it seemed as if he had used all his strength and he quickly swallowed his anger.

At this time, Song Qingshu didn't know that so many things had happened after he left. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He was very restless at this time.

The night wind blew with a faint fragrance of roses. Song Qingshu turned around and looked at the woman next to him. The bright moon was in the sky, the breeze was coming, the snowy skin and red lips were unparalleled.

In fact, objectively speaking, Mrs. Zhen’s appearance may not be very stunning. It is still a bit worse than those of Chen Yuanyuan and Xiaolongnu. However, her plump and mature figure makes people breathe rapidly, and her round and straight legs are even more charming, especially her light blue eyes are as beautiful as the sea water, and her unique exotic style is extremely seductive.

Mrs. Zhen was taken to a room by him. Looking at the bed not far away, she couldn't help feeling a little panicked and hurriedly said: Thank you for your help. I have something to deal with in my family. I will come to visit you tomorrow.

After saying that, he turned around and left, but was pulled and pulled into his arms by the man.

don't want!Mrs. Zhen exclaimed, but she didn't know that such a cry would only add fuel to the fire.

It's me.Song Qingshu took off his mask and restored his original appearance.

Young Master?Mrs. Zhen's hands and feet, which were originally struggling desperately, suddenly calmed down, and her originally panic-hearted mood was instantly replaced by surprise.

Song Qingshu's hand had already slid down her collar. In fact, he could go back to find Mu Wanqing, Li Qinglu and the others, but he was pity-minded and was unwilling to bother them in such an unstable state. In comparison, he had no psychological pressure on Mrs. Zhen. She was beautiful and mature, and she had expressed her willingness to recommend herself to the pillow mat several times.

Feeling his movements, Mrs. Zhen's face turned rosy, and there was a pool of spring water in her eyes. She gently hugged the man on her body, her soft lips pressed against his ears, and her body was like a snake with bones removed: Young Master, I'll serve you.