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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 2289

Published at 9th of June 2022 07:28:05 AM


Chapter 2289

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Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and then quietly followed old man Wusun. From the first meeting, he was afraid of this guy with extraordinary mental power. He always felt that he would be a threat to himself. However, when he met him several times before, he was together with many experts, such as tie Muzhen, who made him unable to start.

Now it's not easy to meet him alone. How can we miss such an opportunity.

Maybe he made a shady deal with Huazheng. This time he came here alone, and he didn't even have an entourage. In the dark, a white robe was very eye-catching, but I don't know why, the scattered passers-by on the road turned a blind eye to him, as if he didn't exist at all.

"Unconsciously manipulated the hearts of the people around you?" Song Qingshu was surprised that this power of control was really shocking. He could not hypnotize so many people at the same time.

Looking at his slightly thin back, song Qingshu had to be curious. He even wanted 30 beauties in one breath. Could he carry them?

"Your Excellency has been with me for so long. It's time to come out and meet you." Old man Wusun turned left and right, and finally stopped in a lonely alley.

"Worthy of being a great shaman, I can even detect my existence." Song Qingshu came out of the shadow. At this time, he didn't dress up like Shuiyue. At the same time, he didn't show his appearance.

"Who are you?" Old man Wusun looked warily at the masked man in front of him. His breath was very strange. He should not be the common people around him.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's what you do." Song Qingshu's heart suddenly moved and decided to cheat him, "why do you want to kill the red sun Dharma king?"

"Nonsense what?" Old man Wusun frowned and suddenly thought of something. He asked uncertainly, "are you Khan's man investigating the death of the red sun Dharma king?"

Song Qingshu laughed in his heart, but on the surface, he replied: "since I know I'm a Khan, I'm not quick to recruit."

Wusun old man laughed: "joke, even Khan will not talk to me like this, where the mouse generation, dare to pretend to be Khan's messenger!"

Song Qingshu said coldly, "you don't want to kill people because I broke the deal with the princess, do you?"

"You know that?" Old man Wusun looked at him suspiciously. He thought he was a fake, but he was not sure.

Song Qingshu is about to open his mouth, but suddenly his heart is cold. He feels as if he has lost control of his body.

Old man Wusun sneered: "I don't care if you are a real sweating messenger or a fake one. Since you see something you shouldn't see, go to die." With that, a concealed weapon shot out.

Seeing that he was about to hit, who knew that the man suddenly turned to one side and dodged the concealed weapon.

Song Qingshu sighed: "do you want my life with this skill?" Although his mouth is relaxed, his heart is pinched in a cold sweat. Just now, the other party can hold his body in an instant. Although he is soon freed by himself, if he doesn't know this move at the beginning, and there are several helpers on the other party's side, isn't he doomed?

"How can you move?" Old man Wusun was obviously also greatly surprised. His vast spiritual power was unfavourable. He didn't need to move his hand at all. He blinked his eyes to make the other person live and die. Because of this, Mongolian people thought that he was a person who could communicate with God in his dream.

Song Qingshu worried that he had any other means. He didn't dare to be careless. He grabbed him by the neck in a flash. He didn't dare to use the great master's cultivation to avoid being perceived by Tiemuzhen and tongtianwu.

However, the imaginary touch of his neck didn't come. Instead, he directly grabbed into the wall. Song Qingshu was stunned and found that the other party was still one foot away from him. At the same time, the surrounding walls and trees kept sliding. Wusun's figure soon disappeared, and he himself was in the wall, trees and weeds.

Looking at the dense obstacles around him, he felt as if he was in a maze. Song Qingshu soon regained his peace. He didn't believe that old man Wusun really had the ability to move mountains and fill the sea. All this should be magic.

Mingming has been extremely careful. Why are you still influenced by the other party?

If you change someone, you will be in a panic. After all, this is an age of feudal superstition. You may really think that the other person is a messenger of God, with some supernatural power. But song Qingshu, a man who has been baptized by modern science, and he has not seen many similar situations in various film and television works, naturally will not have violent emotional fluctuations, The other party's next mental attack has no chance to take advantage of.

"Open it for me!" Song Qingshu gave a cold voice, just as the saying goes, "one sword breaks all the dharmas." when the cultivation reaches this level, how can it be shaken by the false illusion? What's more, he was also good at mental attack!

"How can it be!" Wusun left a trace of blood between his nose. Obviously, he had been hurt by anti shock. His opponent broke his two unique skills in a blink of an eye, which had never happened in decades.

He quickly pointed to the sky with one hand and made a complicated seal with the other hand. He murmured to himself and spewed out some rather obscure syllables“ М?нх амьдралд итгэдэгг?й х?м??с ??рд харанхуйд орох болно!”

If Zhao Min were here, he would understand his saying in Mongolian: those who do not believe in immortality will fall into darkness forever!

However, song Qingshu was confused and had to stop. He found that the surrounding area was soon blurred, and then everything disappeared, only the thick black that could not be melted, the boundless black!

Now this situation perfectly explains what it means to reach out and not see five fingers, not to mention five fingers, even other parts of his body can not be seen, as if his everything was swallowed by the dark.

Song Qingshu is not flustered, lightly said: "cultivation to my state, do not need eyes can see." With a wave, a wisp of palm wind is printed somewhere.

There was only a murmur, and then all the darkness faded like the tide. Old man Wusun had bent over his chest and covered his chest with blood stains on his white robe. It was obvious that he had just been hit by the palm wind and vomited blood.

Song Qingshu walked towards him step by step, quietly concentrating on the prevention: "if you don't have other means, I'm afraid you will leave your life here today."

Seeing him approaching, Wusun said with a smile, "do you think you can kill me like this?"

Song Qingshu frowned, and suddenly felt a powerful palm force coming to him. He quickly flashed to the side, and was about to fight back, but he saw the man's face clearly. He was stunned for a moment.

The bearer is big and tall. Who is Guo Jing!

Old man Wusun takes the opportunity to flee to the dark. Song Qingshu wants to chase him, but Guo Jing rushes to attack him.




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