Chapter 50

Although the monks were dressed in cassocks, they could not hide their fierce face. With the strange cutlass in their hands, song Qingshu immediately reflected that these should be the Blood Sword disciples.

"How can the blood knife family assassinate Trinket?" Song Qingshu is very puzzled, the two should not have a relationship.

However, song Qingshu doesn't intend to help each other now. He also needs to pay attention to the timing of saving people. Now, the bodyguards under Trinket have enough fighting power. Even if he knocks down the blood saber monks three times, five times and two times, it may not be very important in Trinket's mind. Only when he is in a desperate situation, can the effect of saving people be maximized.

What do you mean, you don't want to repay your kindness? Sorry, song Qingshu has never been like that.

The martial arts of the blood saber monks are much better than those of the double swordsmen. Trinket's imperial guards have a hard time dealing with them. They can only defeat the assassins by virtue of their number.

"Lord Wei, you can find some good friends in Jiangnan during this trip." With a long smile, song Qingshu noticed that a brave middle-aged monk appeared on the roof. When he spoke, he slowly passed the clear bald head with the back of a knife.

Seeing the symbolic action, and then connecting with his self claim, song Qingshu thought, is it not the real anti heaven ox of Blood Sword ancestor?

In Jin Yong's novels, xuedaolaozu is certainly not the best in martial arts, but he has the most brilliant achievements. In the face of four masters of the same level as himself, he killed three of them and captured one, which is the first person of the practical combat school.

Trinket didn't know the name of blood saber, but when he saw the momentum of his appearance, he rubbed his ears, which were shocked by his laughter, and thought to himself, "Mama spicy, I've got a draw with these monks who look like minions. The new old he Shang's head almost doesn't say 'I'm a master'. He does it, Trinket is going to be a dead trinket. "

Then he began to smile on his face, and said with a smile: "the elder has a powerful and majestic temperament. At first sight, he is the elder of Huaguo. Xiaobao loves to make friends most in his life. Today, I just met a beautiful little lady. If the elder looks good, just take him away. Don't be polite to me."

One side of the water Sheng issued a strong voice of indignation, but unfortunately small mouth has been blocked, and finally all turned into a whine.

Xuedaolaozu accidentally looked at Shuisheng. He couldn't help touching his chin with his hand and nodded: "well, it's really a beautiful girl. Well, I'm still a big girl with yellow flowers. I like it."

Trinket looked at him with a look of admiration: "an expert is really an expert. From such a distance, you can see that the little lady is still a young child. Trinket's admiration for you is like a continuous River..."

Master Xuedao said with a dry smile: "everyone says that Lord Wei of the Qing Dynasty is a little hero who supports justice and neglects wealth. Today, he really deserves his reputation. If it wasn't for each other, I'd really like to make friends with you. It's a pity, it's a pity. "

After listening to his words, trinket was in a cold sweat. He secretly regretted that he didn't bring fat Toutuo, Lu Gaoxuan, or the brothers of tiandihui Qingmu hall. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so vulnerable. Zhang Kangnian, who is a cowhide, blows so loud that he doesn't use fart at the critical moment. If I could escape this time, I would die, I'm sure Xiao xuanzi will drive you all back home

When Trinket was daydreaming, his men had already been solved by the bloodknife monk.

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian led several remnant bodyguards in front of trinket, their voices were shaking: "Wei... Lord Wei, the situation is... Some bad."

"It's not good, you big head. I can see it." Trinket said in silence, "the others are dead. Why didn't you two get hurt at all?"

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian looked at each other and had to smile awkwardly.

As soon as song Qingshu saw that time was almost up, he had no idea whether he would suddenly get out of the world with his own skill because of the urination of trinket. At that time, he was just about to pass by.

With a slight cough, song Qingshu came out from the dark and looked at several blood knife disciples shaking his head and sighed: "monks are merciful. Several masters have committed murder. It's really sinful."

Trinket's eyes lit up when he saw song Qingshu. His ability to observe words and colors claimed that he was the second in the world, and no one dared to say that he was the first.

Muwanqing and even fengqingyang thought the wooden sword on his back was a decoration, but Trinket saw that it was unusual at a glance. "With such a handsome shape, it's either erlengzi or an expert in the world. It's obvious that he is not the former."

"This great Xia has a wooden sword on his back. At first sight, he is the best among the experts. These evil monks have no Buddhist Compassion at all. If they want to kill us, I hope they can help us." As soon as Trinket had the confidence, his attitude turned 180 degrees.

"Hum, abstinence from killing is the work of Zen Buddhism in Central Plains. We don't have so many rules in Tibetan Buddhism," said the Blood Sword Master with a smile. Looking at the wooden sword on the back of Song Qing's book, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "can you really hurt people with this wooden sword, brother?" Although using a wooden sword as a weapon, he had never heard of it, but his innate instinct still made him subconsciously fear song Qingshu.

"Your blood knife can hurt people. Why can't my wooden sword hurt people?" Song Qingshu faintly smiles, but his heart is bursting. This kind of taste is really not bad.

The bloody sword master hesitated for a moment, and still asked his disciples to attack him. Nowadays, the world is in chaos, and many schools in the western regions are looking for their own masters. Most of them are directed to Mongolia, which is more powerful. However, it's a science to take refuge in Mongolia. Some people take refuge in Chahan, king of Ruyang, who is in charge of the western regions. Others take refuge in Kublai Khan, who is in the limelight. However, the ancestor of Xuedao thinks that Tiemuzhen loves alibuge more. In the future, the position of Dahan will surely pass to him, so he leads xuedaomen to take refuge in alibuge.

Now alibugo is staying in the Mongolian steppe and has a stalemate with the Qing Dynasty. This time, they found out that Kangxi sent his most trusted confidant, trinket, to the Southern Song state to discuss the alliance.

Ali Buge worried that after the alliance between Manchu and Song Dynasty, he would have no worries, and his situation would be more difficult. Knowing this, xuedaolaozu volunteered to lead his disciples to the south, intending to kill Trinket in the great song dynasty. In this way, the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the Song Dynasty not only failed to form an alliance, but also might launch a war because of Trinket's death.

Although his intuition told xuedaolaozu that this strange young man was not simple, he had to make a quick decision to kill Trinket before the Song court reacted. So let the disciples take the lead and try the virtual reality of song Qingshu.