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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 166

Published at 9th of June 2022 08:11:24 AM


Chapter 166

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"If you don't take one seat at a time, it sounds much more comfortable." Song Qingshu looks at her and smiles.

"You're just a friend now. There's nothing wrong with you and me in private," Dongfang dusk gave him a white look. "Don't sell yourself if you get cheap."

"You go on..." Song Qingshu also found a stone on the side and sat down, with his hands behind him, half reclining to prepare for the opera.

"The sun moon god religion is also a branch of the Ming religion... The first emperor of the Ming Dynasty, as well as many of the founders, all came from the Ming religion. After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor taboo the influence of the Ming religion and formulated various suppression policies. In a fit of anger, many people of the Ming religion returned to the general altar of the Ming religion, Guangmingding in Kunlun. However, a considerable number of people were reluctant to part with the prosperity of the Central Plains and moved to heimuya in Pingding state. In order to avoid taboo, they changed their name to the sun moon god religion... "Dongfang muxue waved her finger and several embroidery needles went straight into the water, All of a sudden.

"What are you doing?" Song Qingshu thought there was an enemy. When he looked at it, he could see nothing but the water.

"I feel a little hungry. I'm going to catch some fish. I didn't expect that I didn't shoot any of them. Could it be that I was so poor after I was injured?" The eastern dusk snow is in a trance, staring at her fingers.

Song Qingshu thought a little and understood the reason: "when you look at it, you will know that you have never caught a fish before. Did you shoot a needle directly at the head of the fish?"

"Naturally, a needle through the brain also saves them from suffering." The east evening snow nods.

"Because of the water, the head you are aiming at is not the head of the fish. Try shooting their tails?" Song Qingshu suddenly felt a sense of superiority in intelligence.

"Why bother!" Dongfang muxue always feels that song Qingshu's smile is not well intentioned. With a slight swing of her wrist, there is a loud bang. Several fish are sucked out of the water directly by her and thrown in front of song Qingshu. "Go clean them up. I want to eat grilled fish."

"You really don't want to be polite to me. Haven't you heard a word that a gentleman is far away from cooking in order to avoid more killing." Looking at a few fat fish, song Qingshu kept muttering.

A flash of cold light, a few embroidery needles have been shot into the fish's brain, just now the fish is not moving, "how can a man be so indecisive like you?" The east evening snow tone is full of discontent, "now the fish is killed by me, go get it!"

"I have a set of criteria in mind." With a faint smile and no excuse, song Qingshu took the fish and opened his stomach beside the water to clean it. He knew that unless he thought it was very necessary, he would rarely involve the killing.

After a satisfied look at him, Dongfang muxue continued to explain: "because the sun moon Shinto is separated from the Ming Shinto, the Ming Shinto in Guangmingding often regards itself as the general Shinto, and the sun moon Shinto thinks that the other party is not qualified to interfere in their own internal affairs. For 200 years, the conflict between the two factions has never been broken."

"The Ming religion has always wanted to gain direct control of the sun moon god religion, but after a hundred years of development, the sun moon god religion has already become a sect no less powerful than the Ming religion. Coupled with the selfishness of successive religious leaders, it is naturally reluctant to merge into the vassal of the Ming religion... This time Zhang Wuji appeared in heimuya. It seems that he has reached an agreement with him to regain the position of the religious leader, It's really good to betray the interests of the sun and moon god religion... "Dongfang muxue sneers and is obviously very dissatisfied with letting me go and find someone else to intervene.

Song Qingshu strung up the fish with a stick, cautiously roasted it on the fire, and kept turning it, so that the fire could occasionally lick the fish to avoid being burnt by the open fire. Seeing that the skin was gradually golden, song Qingshu swallowed his saliva and asked suspiciously: "Zhang Wuji's followers, hundreds of thousands of them, are fighting for years in the western regions, Mongolia and Hui, How can you still have the mind to come up with the idea of a sect in the Jianghu? "

"The school of the river and the lake?" Dongfang muxue sneered, "you can't underestimate the energy of the sun and moon god sect. There are so many small sects under the sun and moon god sect. The believers are all over the world. There are so many sects in the world. In terms of the control of information, the split beggars' sect is far inferior to our sun and moon god sect. And if I want to, cheer up, In a short time, we can gather 100000 elite soldiers in heimuya... "

"What an ox fork?" As soon as song Qingshu was in a daze, a slight smell of paste came from the tip of his nose. It turned out that he had just listened attentively and forgot to turn over the roast fish. He quickly took it down and handed it to Dongfang muxue.

He looked at the black skin of the fish in disgust. Dongfang muxue tore open the carbonized side with her fingertips, picked up the fresh fish and sent it to her mouth. Suddenly she frowned: "it's a little fishy, there's no salt smell..."

"When this is your Chengde hall, make do with it," Song Qingshu picked up another fish and continued to roast. "When do you plan to go back to the black cliff? I'll take my share and I'll help you... "

"After all, it's not that Zhang Wuji has put too much pressure on you?" Hearing what he said, the lines on Dongfang muxue's face softened a lot, but her words were still very mean. "It's right to think about it. If I were Zhou Zhiruo, I would not hesitate to choose the former. On one hand, I was a man who could make the wind and cloud change with his hands and feet, and on the other hand, I was just a court hawk dog with careless martial arts skills, Not to mention that the man is still a former lover.... "

"It's enough of you to expose people without exposing them, and to hit people without hitting them in the face." Song Qingshu looks at her depressed.

"I'm just going to keep talking. What can you do for me?" Eastern dusk snow with a proud look, pondering at him, "you bite me?"

"Aunt can bear it, uncle can't either!" Song Qingshu throws the fish in her hand and pours directly at it. She holds down Dongfang muxue's shoulders and nibbles at her white and crystal face in her eyes.

Dongfang muxue finally reacts. Her face suddenly turns red. She raises her foot and kicks song Qingshu a foot away. She stands up and looks at him with murderous eyes.

Song Qingshu slowly got up from the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and could not hide the smile on his face: "I'm so big, and I've never heard such a request. In this case, how can I not satisfy you?"

"How are you?" Seeing the blood hanging on the corner of song Qingshu's mouth, Dongfang muxue also secretly regrets that she didn't have any strength in her foot just now. If she hadn't been seriously injured today, that foot would have broken song Qingshu's heart and died

"Still can't die..." Song Qingshu coughed violently and stood still, with a trace of satisfaction on his face. "It seems that you still can't bear to die after all."




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