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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 313

Published at 9th of June 2022 08:08:33 AM


Chapter 313

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Song Qingshu had this idea, not because of his entanglement with Zhang Wuji, but because of his own consideration. If Zhao Min's mission to the Southern Song Dynasty is really for peace talks, then Mongolia is likely to attack the state of Jin or the Qing Dynasty. If it is the state of Jin, fortunately, if it is the Qing Dynasty, all his previous plans will have to be overturned.

After all, according to his previous plan, it was by virtue of the Golden Snake camp that he gradually expanded and slowly digested the strength of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. If Mongolia attacked comprehensively at this time, even if song Qingshu overthrew the Manchu Qing Dynasty, it would only lead wolves into the house and bring a stronger enemy, which song Qingshu naturally did not want to see.

Hijacking the Mongolian mission is the most cost-effective business at present. As long as Mongolia can't make peace with the Southern Song Dynasty for a while and a half, it will not be able to attack the Qing Dynasty, so there will be plenty of time left for song Qingshu.

However, song Qingshu didn't start immediately. Instead, he planned to wait and see the battle between the king of Jinlun and Xuancheng. It's a good thing for the king of Jinlun to say that after all, he can understand something from the original work, but Xuancheng has only a few words in the original work. His strength is really a mystery.

I've just witnessed Xuancheng perform all kinds of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts. Fortunately, no matter how ingenious, there is always a way to solve them. But that diamond is not bad body is a bit of a headache, once Xuancheng use magic, gold and stone do not hurt, water and fire do not invade, then how can he win? Song Qingshu patted his head with a headache.

When I think of some martial arts movies in my previous life, there are many similar martial arts. Although this kind of martial arts is invulnerable, there's always one place I can't practice. That's the so-called cover door. This cover door is extremely fragile. As long as you hit it accurately, you can completely break the opponent's defense.

"Where is this door?" Song Qingshu holds a wine glass and stares at the two people fighting in the field. His eyes narrow into a slit, and countless thoughts flash in his heart. According to the law of the movie, the hood door is generally located in the place where men are most vulnerable. However, the film and television works are fictional. It's hard to predict whether they are reliable. What's more, it's said that there is an iron block skill in Shaolin Temple. If Xuancheng had practiced it, wouldn't he just stare?

Zhao minruo looked thoughtfully at the direction of song Qingshu and looked at him sitting there. He was full of curiosity. The former song Qingshu always gave her the impression of gold and jade, and the embroidered pillow. Not long ago, he was frustrated and his channels were broken. What happened to this man that made such a great change?

Song Qingshu turns his head thoughtfully and just meets Zhao Min's eyes. He smiles and nods, which makes Zhao Min turn his head in a hurry. No matter how it changes, he looks like a nuisance.

At this time, the king of the golden wheel and Xuancheng were fighting together. Every time the king of the Golden Wheel contacted with the Zen staff, there was always a grinding sound, accompanied by a series of dazzling sparks,

Xuancheng's magic wand is extremely powerful. When one wand is wielded, an invisible vigorous Qi will strike from afar. The king of the Golden Wheel Dharma won't be defeated either. When he wields it with his right hand, with the sound of crackling, Xuancheng's invisible vigorous Qi will disappear.

However, Shaolin is the best martial arts in the world, and Xuancheng is also known as the first master of Shaolin Temple in 200 years. His martial arts are really unfathomable. Although the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma has the top secret sect skill of dragon elephant wave, he still feels a little difficult to cope with it, and has to use his left Golden Wheel occasionally to block and dissolve the inborn vigorous Qi.

Seeing Xuancheng holding a Zen wand, the king of the golden wheel fell into a bad situation. Zhao MINXIU frowned and forgot to look at xuanming. Seeing that they were gloating, he understood their thoughts. He realized that it was impossible for them to join hands with the king of the golden wheel at this time, so he said in a clear voice

"Big monk, no matter what kind of resentment Shaolin Temple and the princess have, I'm going south to discuss peace between Mongolia and the Southern Song Dynasty. It's really to save hundreds of millions of lives. If you obstruct and lead to the death of all the people in the world, big monk, are you not afraid to go to a bi dungeon after the end of your silence?"

Hearing Zhao Min's words, Xuancheng moves in her heart. She is really worried about her actions. It is obvious that she is weighing the pros and cons. The king of Jinlun law gets a chance to breathe, and finally slowly recovers the decline.

Seeing this, song Qingshu realized that it was impossible to watch the fire from the other side of the river. His body had disappeared in the same place. Like an arrow, he rushed to Zhao Min's direction.

Although the two elders of xuanming sat and watched the king of Jinlun fall into a bitter battle, they did not dare to ignore the safety of the two nobles. Seeing song Qingshu rushing over, they waved their weapons to meet them.

There was a sneer in Song Qingshu's mouth. He didn't know when he had the wooden sword in his hand. He waved it gently at the two old men of xuanming. They only felt a sharp and irresistible force of the sword coming in. They were shocked and quickly dodged to both sides.

Looking at Song Qingshu coming to him in a flash, Zhao Min is slightly stunned and raises her hand to attack. However, song Qingshu easily pinches her wrist in her hand, and then her waist is numb. Song Qingshu has already pointed her acupoints and twisted her arm behind her back.

After sniffing the fragrance of the beauty in his arms, song Qingshu showed an appreciative expression and said to the two people in the fierce battle: "big monk, I'll give it to you first. I'll go first."

As soon as the voice fell, song Qingshu held Zhao Min and jumped out of the window. After this great change, the two people had already stopped fighting in the field. The king of Jinlun was surprised and angry, and he smashed the Jinlun in his hand to the back of song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu chuckles, waves a sword, and then splits the roaring golden wheel back. How can Xuancheng feel the sharp wind of the palm? Song Qingshu frowns and picks his toes, and kicks a copper wine pot to the palm.

The round copper pot seemed to be hit hard, and soon it was compressed into a thin layer of copper skin. Before Song Qingshu had time to respond, Zhao Min already snorted, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. A beautiful face soon became extremely white. Song Qingshu's eyes were frozen, holding Zhao Min's slender waist, his toes on the ground gently, and his body was like a wisp of smoke, disappearing out of the window.

The king of the Golden Wheel Dharma is about to start chasing each other, but Xuancheng has stopped him. "It's said that stepping on the sand without trace, who is absolutely the fastest in the Wulin, won't be famous for many years if you can catch him."

"Put... Put me down." When song Qingshu was running rapidly, he suddenly heard a voice in his arms.

It is estimated that he has completely shaken off his pursuers. Song Qingshu stops and gently puts Zhao Min under a tree.

"I didn't expect Xuancheng to be the best at passing power through things. I'm sorry to hurt you seriously." Looking at the bloodless face in front of him, song Qingshu said apologetically.

Zhao Min slightly frowned, opened song Qingshu, held her hands, struggled to sit up, leaned slightly against the tree, and said weakly, "you put me here, wait for my hands to catch up, and naturally you can save me."

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "with the great monk's skill, I'm afraid those of your men can't save you."

"They don't have the ability. Do you have the ability?" Zhao Min said that although she had seen song Qingshu's martial arts before, she was still used to looking at Song Qingshu from the perspective of the past.

"Naturally, I can save you, but I'll lose a little too much, and you may not want to." Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile that he naturally refers to the double cultivation method of joyful Zen. Zhao Min's martial arts is far lower than him. If he uses this method to save her, he will probably reduce her martial arts by almost half.

"Once upon a time, I didn't expect that you could learn such excellent martial arts." Zhao Min didn't care about song Qingshu's method of saving each other. Instead, he sighed.

"On the Shaoshi mountain, the princess nestles up to the side of Master Zhang of the Ming religion. She looks very happy and affectionate. Now, don't you also return to Mongolia and go east and West for King Ruyang? " Song Qingshu also sat down on the grass and said with a faint smile.

Zhao Min looked at Song Qingshu carefully and said curiously: "at the beginning, your meridians were all broken. I thought you would die. But before long, you became famous in the Qing Dynasty and soon became the first master of the Qing Dynasty. What kind of adventure did you encounter to make such a dramatic change? "

"One life, two fortunes and three geomantic omens, all these can only show that my life should not be lost," Song Qingshu curled up one foot, put his hand on his knee, and said freely, "but you, princess, you are seriously injured, but you have so many questions, are you not afraid of death?"

Zhao Min blushed and snorted: "you just said there was a way to save me. Why should I worry?"

"How do you know I will save you?" Song Qingshu's unique way.

"Whether it's your grudge with Zhang... Zhang Wuji or my identity as a Mongolian princess, I'm more valuable alive than dead." Zhao Min face if gold paper, just said a, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You can see it," Song Qingshu looked at her unexpectedly, and his tone was full of admiration. "But I'm very curious. What's the matter with you and Zhang Wuji? As far as I know, didn't you elope with him? How did you run back to Mongolia?"

As if touched sad things, Zhao Min's pale face became more bloodless, coldly said: "it's none of your business."

Song Qingshu didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed: "I'm very curious about the reason that can make the witty Princess lose her manners."

Zhao Min snorted coldly, but he didn't answer.

"Is it the night of your wedding, but the princess finds out that Zhang Wuji is Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu speculated with evil taste.

"You are so brazen. No wonder that leader Zhou of your family prefers brother Wuji." Zhao Min looked at him contemptuously and said faintly.

Song Qingshu has long been different from the past. Instead of being irritated by Zhao Min's harsh words, he joked: "since your Wuji brother likes my Zhiruo, it's better for us to make a couple. I'm so angry with those two people. What's the county's idea?"




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