Chapter 2093
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Song Qingshu nodded with deep sympathy. Standing near the Khan, there were two women, a big one and a small one. The young one was covered with gauze, slim and tall, with a pair of water cutting eyes. They seemed to be affectionate and indifferent. They were very eye-catching. The whole person had a kind of elegant and elegant temperament, and showed a trace of nobility.
The other girl was a little plump, graceful and exquisite. Her graceful body was more and more full with a black court skirt. Different from the other girl, she showed a mature and beautiful temperament.
Although both of them can't see clearly with their veils on, they can be regarded as the first-class beauties just by their figure and temperament and their smart eyes, even if they are mediocre in appearance. If they are delicate in appearance, they are definitely the kind of beauties that turn all living beings upside down.
But now Song Qingshu is used to beauty, and their beauty doesn't distract him. At this time, he is thinking about another thing. Just now, he called out to his wife and princess. Are they his wife and daughter?
However, he immediately denied this conjecture. On the one hand, if it was his wife and daughter, he would not be so polite. On the other hand, how could this Khan have such a big daughter when he was only about 30 years old?
But in this way, song Qingshu became more and more confused. What country's wife and princess are they? Why is this Khan's attitude towards them so strange?
The lady opened her mouth, and her voice was soft and sweet: "it's getting late now, or I'll send more people to patrol around here." As a woman, she obviously wanted to go with Xue Baochai and her parents.
"Not bad." Khan nodded, looked back and ordered his guards to patrol around the inn.
At this time, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes also said: "you go to the kitchen to prepare the food, you go upstairs to clean up the room..."
"Yes, young Lord!" His men took orders.
"Young city master?" Song Qingshu was more and more puzzled. It was obvious that such a name did not belong to the Central Plains countries. There was no such thing as a city leader here. Even LV Wende brothers had been guarding Xiangyang for so many years, and no one called them little city leaders.
"Xiaoming is well organized and more and more like your father." Said the Khan approvingly.
The little city master was also very happy with a smile: "Khan praised me falsely."
Half a day after reading song Qingshu, we can see that they are not subordinate relations in the general sense, they are more like a kind of equal alliance and cooperation.
For a while, song Qingshu began to pay attention to other people.
There was a short and fat monk standing next to the young city leader. He said that the monk was very reluctant. Although he was bald, he didn't have any scar. Moreover, his clothes were very different from those of the Central Plains. At the same time, he didn't look like the tantric monk. But he had a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest. With his big bald head, he gave people the first impression that he was a monk.
I noticed him because he was probably one of the most skilled people in the group.
In addition to him, behind the lady and the young lady stood a rickety old woman, who looked at the wind and fell down. Perhaps ordinary people thought she was a thin old lady, but song Qingshu did not just look at her eyes, but at people's "Qi".
The old woman and the fat monk are the two people with the highest martial arts in the field.
The lady and the princess breathed softly, walked lightly, and obviously had good martial arts skills. In addition, the Mongolian warriors, the young city master and the lady's men were smart and strong, and they were all good at selecting. No wonder the Church of destiny came out to ambush them.
"When you see a beautiful family, are you staring at it like this?" At this time, a sour voice came from my ear.
Song Qingshu looked back and saw the girl pouting her little mouth and looking at herself, obviously very dissatisfied with his reaction.
"I'm observing the experts they have." Song Qingshu isolated this small area with powerful Qi, so they spoke in a low voice, but they were not afraid to be heard by those experts in the hall.
"Oh, who are the experts?" Wanyan heavy Festival suddenly interest.
Song Qingshu began to explain to her the general strength of each person's martial arts. When talking about the lady and the princess, Wan yanchongjie suddenly asked, "how is their martial arts better than mine?"
After thinking about it, song Qingshu replied, "they didn't do it, and I can't judge their martial arts skills. Just from the point of view of internal power, that lady's cultivation is deeper than you, and that princess is similar to you."
Wanyan heavy Festival cheek, help son suddenly angry drum up: "these foxy son, grow so seductive, martial arts is so good, really there is no reason."
Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, thinking that you are not scolding yourself?
Wanyan Chongjie suddenly turned his eyes: "brother song, do you want to catch these two foxy girls to be your wife?"
"What do you think all day long?" Song Qingshu can not help but a black line.
"That's exactly what you think." Wanyan heavy Festival snorted.
"Keep it down, someone's coming." Song Qingshu quickly made a silent gesture.
Wanyan Chongjie did not dare to fool around any more, quietly stretched out his small head to observe the situation below.
"Those cooks haven't been ready for so long. At least pour us some tea." That little city Lord some discontented of say, soon have a hand to run to the kitchen to investigate.
But soon ran back in a panic: "kitchen... No... no one, no one."
"How can it be!" The young city master was very angry. He said at least seven or eight people had gone to the kitchen. How could there be no one.
The lady frowned and said to the old woman behind her, "grandma, go to see if the person who tidied the room upstairs is in."
The old woman nodded slightly and flew to the second floor with the tip of her foot. She quickly checked.
Wanyan heavy Festival small mouth open Dacheng O shape: "this old woman's lightness skill is very good."
"It's really good." Song Qingshu nodded.
Wanyan heavy Festival quickly pursed a smile: "but compared to your brother, you are still far behind."
"Flatterer." Song Qingshu can't help but smile. No wonder Ouyang Feng loves her as a granddaughter. This little girl is really painful.
At this time, the old woman had finished checking the second floor and flew back to the hall to tell her, "madam, there is no one upstairs."
No matter how nervous people are, they realize something is wrong
"Ambush
The samurai around pulled out their weapons to protect Khan and others in the center. They looked around on guard, but there was no enemy except the wind outside.
The fat monk got up and said, "why don't I lead a few people to look around." He is conceited of his martial arts, but he is not worried about other people's ambush.
"No, they are obviously like wolves hunting. They deliberately use panic to weaken our will, and then take the opportunity to disperse our strength. We can't fall into their trap. No one else is allowed to leave. Keep tight on the main roads of the inn, and we will leave at dawn."
make love!
At this time, the sound of applause came from the door of the inn, and Shan Yuru came in with a smile: "it's worthy of being the son of the sun, gertan Khan, who makes us sweat."
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Song Qingshu nodded with deep sympathy. Standing near the Khan, there were two women, a big one and a small one. The young one was covered with gauze, slim and tall, with a pair of water cutting eyes. They seemed to be affectionate and indifferent. They were very eye-catching. The whole person had a kind of elegant and elegant temperament, and showed a trace of nobility.
The other girl was a little plump, graceful and exquisite. Her graceful body was more and more full with a black court skirt. Different from the other girl, she showed a mature and beautiful temperament.
Although both of them can't see clearly with their veils on, they can be regarded as the first-class beauties just by their figure and temperament and their smart eyes, even if they are mediocre in appearance. If they are delicate in appearance, they are definitely the kind of beauties that turn all living beings upside down.
But now Song Qingshu is used to beauty, and their beauty doesn't distract him. At this time, he is thinking about another thing. Just now, he called out to his wife and princess. Are they his wife and daughter?
However, he immediately denied this conjecture. On the one hand, if it was his wife and daughter, he would not be so polite. On the other hand, how could this Khan have such a big daughter when he was only about 30 years old?
But in this way, song Qingshu became more and more confused. What country's wife and princess are they? Why is this Khan's attitude towards them so strange?
The lady opened her mouth, and her voice was soft and sweet: "it's getting late now, or I'll send more people to patrol around here." As a woman, she obviously wanted to go with Xue Baochai and her parents.
"Not bad." Khan nodded, looked back and ordered his guards to patrol around the inn.
At this time, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes also said: "you go to the kitchen to prepare the food, you go upstairs to clean up the room..."
"Yes, young Lord!" His men took orders.
"Young city master?" Song Qingshu was more and more puzzled. It was obvious that such a name did not belong to the Central Plains countries. There was no such thing as a city leader here. Even LV Wende brothers had been guarding Xiangyang for so many years, and no one called them little city leaders.
"Xiaoming is well organized and more and more like your father." Said the Khan approvingly.
The little city master was also very happy with a smile: "Khan praised me falsely."
Half a day after reading song Qingshu, we can see that they are not subordinate relations in the general sense, they are more like a kind of equal alliance and cooperation.
For a while, song Qingshu began to pay attention to other people.
There was a short and fat monk standing next to the young city leader. He said that the monk was very reluctant. Although he was bald, he didn't have any scar. Moreover, his clothes were very different from those of the Central Plains. At the same time, he didn't look like the tantric monk. But he had a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest. With his big bald head, he gave people the first impression that he was a monk.
I noticed him because he was probably one of the most skilled people in the group.
In addition to him, behind the lady and the young lady stood a rickety old woman, who looked at the wind and fell down. Perhaps ordinary people thought she was a thin old lady, but song Qingshu did not just look at her eyes, but at people's "Qi".
The old woman and the fat monk are the two people with the highest martial arts in the field.
The lady and the princess breathed softly, walked lightly, and obviously had good martial arts skills. In addition, the Mongolian warriors, the young city master and the lady's men were smart and strong, and they were all good at selecting. No wonder the Church of destiny came out to ambush them.
"When you see a beautiful family, are you staring at it like this?" At this time, a sour voice came from my ear.
Song Qingshu looked back and saw the girl pouting her little mouth and looking at herself, obviously very dissatisfied with his reaction.
"I'm observing the experts they have." Song Qingshu isolated this small area with powerful Qi, so they spoke in a low voice, but they were not afraid to be heard by those experts in the hall.
"Oh, who are the experts?" Wanyan heavy Festival suddenly interest.
Song Qingshu began to explain to her the general strength of each person's martial arts. When talking about the lady and the princess, Wan yanchongjie suddenly asked, "how is their martial arts better than mine?"
After thinking about it, song Qingshu replied, "they didn't do it, and I can't judge their martial arts skills. Just from the point of view of internal power, that lady's cultivation is deeper than you, and that princess is similar to you."
Wanyan heavy Festival cheek, help son suddenly angry drum up: "these foxy son, grow so seductive, martial arts is so good, really there is no reason."
Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, thinking that you are not scolding yourself?
Wanyan Chongjie suddenly turned his eyes: "brother song, do you want to catch these two foxy girls to be your wife?"
"What do you think all day long?" Song Qingshu can not help but a black line.
"That's exactly what you think." Wanyan heavy Festival snorted.
"Keep it down, someone's coming." Song Qingshu quickly made a silent gesture.
Wanyan Chongjie did not dare to fool around any more, quietly stretched out his small head to observe the situation below.
"Those cooks haven't been ready for so long. At least pour us some tea." That little city Lord some discontented of say, soon have a hand to run to the kitchen to investigate.
But soon ran back in a panic: "kitchen... No... no one, no one."
"How can it be!" The young city master was very angry. He said at least seven or eight people had gone to the kitchen. How could there be no one.
The lady frowned and said to the old woman behind her, "grandma, go to see if the person who tidied the room upstairs is in."
The old woman nodded slightly and flew to the second floor with the tip of her foot. She quickly checked.
Wanyan heavy Festival small mouth open Dacheng O shape: "this old woman's lightness skill is very good."
"It's really good." Song Qingshu nodded.
Wanyan heavy Festival quickly pursed a smile: "but compared to your brother, you are still far behind."
"Flatterer." Song Qingshu can't help but smile. No wonder Ouyang Feng loves her as a granddaughter. This little girl is really painful.
At this time, the old woman had finished checking the second floor and flew back to the hall to tell her, "madam, there is no one upstairs."
No matter how nervous people are, they realize something is wrong
"Ambush
The samurai around pulled out their weapons to protect Khan and others in the center. They looked around on guard, but there was no enemy except the wind outside.
The fat monk got up and said, "why don't I lead a few people to look around." He is conceited of his martial arts, but he is not worried about other people's ambush.
"No, they are obviously like wolves hunting. They deliberately use panic to weaken our will, and then take the opportunity to disperse our strength. We can't fall into their trap. No one else is allowed to leave. Keep tight on the main roads of the inn, and we will leave at dawn."
make love!
At this time, the sound of applause came from the door of the inn, and Shan Yuru came in with a smile: "it's worthy of being the son of the sun, gertan Khan, who makes us sweat."
Song Qingshu nodded with deep sympathy. Standing near the Khan, there were two women, a big one and a small one. The young one was covered with gauze, slim and tall, with a pair of water cutting eyes. They seemed to be affectionate and indifferent. They were very eye-catching. The whole person had a kind of elegant and elegant temperament, and showed a trace of nobility.The other girl was a little plump, graceful and exquisite. Her graceful body was more and more full with a black court skirt. Different from the other girl, she showed a mature and beautiful temperament.Although both of them can't see clearly with their veils on, they can be regarded as the first-class beauties just by their figure and temperament and their smart eyes, even if they are mediocre in appearance. If they are delicate in appearance, they are definitely the kind of beauties that turn all living beings upside down.But now Song Qingshu is used to beauty, and their beauty doesn't distract him. At this time, he is thinking about another thing. Just now, he called out to his wife and princess. Are they his wife and daughter?However, he immediately denied this conjecture. On the one hand, if it was his wife and daughter, he would not be so polite. On the other hand, how could this Khan have such a big daughter when he was only about 30 years old?But in this way, song Qingshu became more and more confused. What country's wife and princess are they? Why is this Khan's attitude towards them so strange?The lady opened her mouth, and her voice was soft and sweet: "it's getting late now, or I'll send more people to patrol around here." As a woman, she obviously wanted to go with Xue Baochai and her parents."Not bad." Khan nodded, looked back and ordered his guards to patrol around the inn.At this time, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes also said: "you go to the kitchen to prepare the food, you go upstairs to clean up the room...""Yes, young Lord!" His men took orders."Young city master?" Song Qingshu was more and more puzzled. It was obvious that such a name did not belong to the Central Plains countries. There was no such thing as a city leader here. Even LV Wende brothers had been guarding Xiangyang for so many years, and no one called them little city leaders."Xiaoming is well organized and more and more like your father." Said the Khan approvingly.The little city master was also very happy with a smile: "Khan praised me falsely."Half a day after reading song Qingshu, we can see that they are not subordinate relations in the general sense, they are more like a kind of equal alliance and cooperation.For a while, song Qingshu began to pay attention to other people.There was a short and fat monk standing next to the young city leader. He said that the monk was very reluctant. Although he was bald, he didn't have any scar. Moreover, his clothes were very different from those of the Central Plains. At the same time, he didn't look like the tantric monk. But he had a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest. With his big bald head, he gave people the first impression that he was a monk.I noticed him because he was probably one of the most skilled people in the group.In addition to him, behind the lady and the young lady stood a rickety old woman, who looked at the wind and fell down. Perhaps ordinary people thought she was a thin old lady, but song Qingshu did not just look at her eyes, but at people's "Qi".The old woman and the fat monk are the two people with the highest martial arts in the field.The lady and the princess breathed softly, walked lightly, and obviously had good martial arts skills. In addition, the Mongolian warriors, the young city master and the lady's men were smart and strong, and they were all good at selecting. No wonder the Church of destiny came out to ambush them."When you see a beautiful family, are you staring at it like this?" At this time, a sour voice came from my ear.Song Qingshu looked back and saw the girl pouting her little mouth and looking at herself, obviously very dissatisfied with his reaction."I'm observing the experts they have." Song Qingshu isolated this small area with powerful Qi, so they spoke in a low voice, but they were not afraid to be heard by those experts in the hall."Oh, who are the experts?" Wanyan heavy Festival suddenly interest.Song Qingshu began to explain to her the general strength of each person's martial arts. When talking about the lady and the princess, Wan yanchongjie suddenly asked, "how is their martial arts better than mine?"After thinking about it, song Qingshu replied, "they didn't do it, and I can't judge their martial arts skills. Just from the point of view of internal power, that lady's cultivation is deeper than you, and that princess is similar to you."Wanyan heavy Festival cheek, help son suddenly angry drum up: "these foxy son, grow so seductive, martial arts is so good, really there is no reason."Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, thinking that you are not scolding yourself?Wanyan Chongjie suddenly turned his eyes: "brother song, do you want to catch these two foxy girls to be your wife?""What do you think all day long?" Song Qingshu can not help but a black line."That's exactly what you think." Wanyan heavy Festival snorted."Keep it down, someone's coming." Song Qingshu quickly made a silent gesture.Wanyan Chongjie did not dare to fool around any more, quietly stretched out his small head to observe the situation below."Those cooks haven't been ready for so long. At least pour us some tea." That little city Lord some discontented of say, soon have a hand to run to the kitchen to investigate.But soon ran back in a panic: "kitchen... No... no one, no one.""How can it be!" The young city master was very angry. He said at least seven or eight people had gone to the kitchen. How could there be no one.The lady frowned and said to the old woman behind her, "grandma, go to see if the person who tidied the room upstairs is in."The old woman nodded slightly and flew to the second floor with the tip of her foot. She quickly checked.Wanyan heavy Festival small mouth open Dacheng O shape: "this old woman's lightness skill is very good.""It's really good." Song Qingshu nodded.Wanyan heavy Festival quickly pursed a smile: "but compared to your brother, you are still far behind.""Flatterer." Song Qingshu can't help but smile. No wonder Ouyang Feng loves her as a granddaughter. This little girl is really painful.At this time, the old woman had finished checking the second floor and flew back to the hall to tell her, "madam, there is no one upstairs."No matter how nervous people are, they realize something is wrong"AmbushThe samurai around pulled out their weapons to protect Khan and others in the center. They looked around on guard, but there was no enemy except the wind outside.The fat monk got up and said, "why don't I lead a few people to look around." He is conceited of his martial arts, but he is not worried about other people's ambush."No, they are obviously like wolves hunting. They deliberately use panic to weaken our will, and then take the opportunity to disperse our strength. We can't fall into their trap. No one else is allowed to leave. Keep tight on the main roads of the inn, and we will leave at dawn."make love!At this time, the sound of applause came from the door of the inn, and Shan Yuru came in with a smile: "it's worthy of being the son of the sun, gertan Khan, who makes us sweat."
