Chapter 67

"Poof!" If it wasn't for song Qingshu's magic power to protect the body, ordinary people would have broken their heart if they were hit by Hong Antong.

SANGJIE and xuedaolaozu also attack. As soon as songqingshu tries to resist several moves, xuedaolaozu's sword is on his neck.

"My life is over!" Song Qingshu's heart was cold, and a picture of his head flying high flashed in his mind.

"Ding!" A concealed weapon shoots at the blood saber. The three people are surprised. It's not because of the powerful way, but because the concealed weapon is the Golden Snake cone!

Looking back in doubt, I saw that Yuan Chengzhi and Murong Fu were besieging Jiu Mozhi, and there was no gap to launch this concealed weapon

"Don't look. I put the Golden Snake cone." Xia Qingqing Shi ran came in. At this time, she changed the charm temperament of all living beings before. She was surrounded by mist maid and red curtain. The men in the audience only felt that she was very dignified.

SANGJIE's fingers were empty, and he restrained song Qingshu's big acupoints. He looked up and asked, "why didn't Mrs. yuan let me finish his life?"

"I have something important to ask him. Thank you for helping me catch him." Xia Qingqing put her hands on her right waist, slightly bent her knees and gave a salute, which was really graceful.

SANGJIE and Hong Antong are good. The former is a monk, while the latter is not close to the girl for many years. Their wife has no spare power to irrigate her. Therefore, although they appreciate her beauty, they have no extra ideas.

But the old blood saber is different. Looking at Xia Qingqing's little willow waist, he would like to help her up. Greed in his eyes is fleeting. Thinking of his husband with excellent martial arts skills, he sighs in secret: it's better to find other little ladies. The girl who was dressed as a woman just now is good.

Song Qingshu smiles bitterly, but she saves her own life in the end. Thinking of the warmth of the two people just now, she can't help shaking in her heart.

Notice his eyes, Xia Qingqing don't know what to think of, pretty face can't help a red, pretending to turn to care about the other side of the war, no longer look at him.

Although jiumozhi is in a bad situation, he can barely fight back. However, when Yu Guang in the corner of his eye noticed that song Qingshu was seriously injured and captured, he could not help but feel cold in his heart. He thought that if he fought any more, he would really go to see the Buddha.

He quickly urged the flame knife to force yuan Chengzhi and Murong Fu away, and jumped to song Qingshu: "son of song, I'm here to save you."

SANGJIE and Hong Antong were shocked, and both of them hit jiumozhi in the air. However, jiumozhi was a false move. His palm was frightening. In fact, he had no strength at all. When he contacted SANGJIE and Hong Antong, with the help of their thrust, his body broke through a window like lightning and disappeared into the night sky. No one thought of this accident. Yuan Chengzhi and others were worried about his excellent martial arts, and no one was willing to continue to chase him.

"Lord Wei, son of song, if I go back and invite more experts, I will come to save you." Hatoyama's voice came from afar.

"You're a good companion." Xia Qingqing stands on the side of Song Qing's body, sneering.

"I didn't expect that I could not match my friendship with the girl for a moment." Song Qingshu sighed, "Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart, what a quiet girl, I should have thought of."

When Trinket saw something bad, he quickly changed his face: "master Hong, immortal and blessed forever, life is as long as heaven!"

"Xuedao sect leader Wencheng Wude..."

"Master, you are full of life..."

After a moment of incoherent flattery, seeing that the crowd just sneered at him, trinket sighed: "ah, his grandfather's, I've fallen into trouble today. If you want to kill him or cut him, you'll do as you please. Sixteen years later, he'll be a hero again!"

"Don't you people in the Central Plains say that" after 18 years, you will be a hero again " SANGJIE thought that she had made a mistake and looked at her companion suspiciously.

"Your grandfather, I don't think 18 years is too long. I can't come out two years earlier." Trinket glared, thinking that he would die anyway, and that he was hard to get.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the officers and soldiers outside the city will arrive in a moment. We'd better leave early." Yuan Chengzhi came over and said.

"Since I have saved my cousin, I won't disturb you. I'll leave you here." Murong Fu clasped his hands, but he thought that the king of the Golden Snake, the leader of the Dragon sect, the leader of the blood knife sect, and master SANGJIE were all powerful. After making friends with each other, they might be helpful to his great rejuvenation. It's a pity that they'll have a tragic revenge for robbing and killing Wei Xiaobao, the favorite of the Manchu emperor this time. I'd better not go into this muddy water. It's unwise to offend the Manchu Kingdom

"South Murong really deserves its reputation. It's a great pleasure for yuan to fight side by side with Murong." Just now, they joined hands to deal with Jiu Mozhi. Yuan Chengzhi admired his profound and exquisite martial arts.

"Cousin, song Gongzi, he..." Wang Yuyan pulled Murong Fu's sleeve and looked at the dispirited song Qingshu. Her eyes were full of worry.

"Thank you miss Wang for your concern. Song can't die for a while. You don't have to worry about me. I believe that since the thief God brought me to this world, it won't be so easy for me to die. Ha ha ha..." Song Qingshu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the laughter was full of desolation.

It turns out that song Qingshu knows the essence of Murong Fu's pursuit of advantages and avoidance of disadvantages. With so many experts on the other side, he can't help each other. It is estimated that he will finally say a lot of high sounding reasons and politely refuse.

Why do you have to listen to the hypocritical words? You are disgusted when you die

"For a few days, Mr. Song is still so open-minded... Cousin, this is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's go." Murong Fu takes Wang Yuyan and disappears at the gate of the inn.

"Miss Wang, wait for me." Duan Yu is in a hurry to catch up.

Song Qingshu and trinket were tied up and thrown into a carriage. A group of people rushed out of the city.

When duolong arrived at Lichun courtyard with a large group of people and looked at the bodyguard lying on the ground, trinket was gone. His face was so blue that he ordered: "get out of the city for me!"

Yuan Chengzhi and his entourage were well prepared. After dressing up, their escape route was very tortuous, and they soon got rid of their pursuers.

At noon one day, when he stopped to have a rest, he gave Trinket a hard look, turned to Yuan Chengzhi and said, "king of the Golden Snake, why don't you kill this boy with a knife and have to work hard to take him away?"

Xuedaolaozu and sang can leave after they get married in Yangzhou. They just follow yuan Chengzhi all the way because they are afraid that Trinket will be rescued again, which will lead to the failure of the mission. However, these days' hiding has made them quite impatient. Xuedaolaozu finally asks.

"Yuan plans to take the dog officer back to the Golden Snake camp and invite the leaders of Shandong's various rebel forces to come and kill him to sacrifice the flag, so as to strengthen the momentum of Shandong's rebel forces." Yuan Chengzhi thought that since Kangxi came to power, the days of the volunteers have become more and more difficult. In recent years, the morale of the volunteers has been somewhat low, and they have lost the spirit of that year. He hopes to inspire people by killing an emperor's confidant.

Trinket felt cold when he heard this. He thought to himself: his grandfather's little black face looks honest and honest. How could he be so cruel and cruel that he would have to be cut to pieces if he went back with him. On the contrary, it's the evil Blood Sword ancestor

His eyes turned, and he thought about it and cried out, "Oh, I want to pee."

Blood knife just came to him and said impatiently, "I peed in my crotch."

Trinket showed a flattering smile: "of course, I don't care. It's just that my urine is fishy and coquettish. I can't help but disturb your interest in eating."

"Bad luck The old ancestor of blood knife threw the pancake in his hand to one side, picked him up and walked to the place ten meters away, untied the rope on his body, "here, hurry up, if you dare to run, old ancestor, I'll break your tendons."

"Hehe, how dare you? In fact, Xiaobao just wants to talk to you." Trinket looked at him with a smile, which was what he looked like before.

"I have nothing to say to you." The old blood knife turned his head with disdain.

"Laozu, do you think that if I die, you will finish the task?" Trinket asked in response.

"Naturally, so you'd better die soon." The old blood knife glared at him fiercely.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous indeed." Trinket shook his head and looked at him with pity.

The old blood knife was staring at him and asked, "what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh that you and the Lama are muddleheaded, big tortoise eggs. They have been thugs of others for nothing, but they haven't even got a fart." Trinket gave him a scornful look.

"You don't have to stir up dissension," said the blood knife master with a smile. "The master ate more salt than the boy ate more rice."

"That Yuan Chengzhi is OK. If he kills me, he can win the support of Shandong volunteers and improve his prestige. What's good for you if I die?" Asked Trinket with a sneer.

"It's not good." Master Xuedao said, "the seventh Prince wanted you to die. We have the same purpose as Yuan Chengzhi. We just take what we need."

"What a good one," Trinket sneered. "What do you want me to die for? Where are we now? "

"Naturally, I want to get rid of Kangxi's right arm! "No..." xuedaolaozu was startled. In fact, the seven princes killed Wei Xiaobao in the territory of the song state in order to destroy the alliance between the Qing Dynasty and the state of song. The state of song had an inseparable relationship. The envoys were all dead, so it was impossible to talk about the Alliance. In Kangxi's fury, he might even start a war with the state of song and ask questions.

But now Trinket has already left the Song Dynasty and is in the territory of the Qing Dynasty!

"Well, it's good to break Kangxi's arm." The old man of the blood knife still has a hard mouth.

"Well, although it's a bit embarrassing to say, I still have to confess. What else can I do for Trinket besides flattering and taking bribes? It's not the emperor's right arm. " Trinket said with a bitter face, "if you really let me die, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand out again in the future."

"How can it be?" he said

"Think about it. In the eyes of the seventh prince, you can't kill me in the territory of the state of song. It's incompetent; Later, he caught me, but did not take me back to Mongolia. He took the opportunity to threaten our emperor, but let others kill me. This is mindless; Such an incompetent and brainless person, how can the seventh Prince rest assured to use you again? " Trinket's smile became more and more treacherous.