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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 445

Published at 9th of June 2022 08:05:52 AM


Chapter 445

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When song Qingshu returned to his seat, he saw Zhou Zhiruo looking at himself with a smile on her face and asked with a guilty heart, "what's the matter?"

Zhou Zhiruo looks strange: "someone once swore that he had nothing to do with Miss He."

Song Qingshu said awkwardly, "I really have nothing to do with her."

In addition to having played a friendship gun... Song Qingshu added.

"Do you think I'm blind?" Zhou Zhiruo snorted. "You're so tired on the stage. If you say nothing happened, you won't believe it."

Song Qingshu is very depressed. It's hard to explain to her that he was forced by the other party when he didn't succeed in martial arts. On the one hand, no one believed him when he went out. On the other hand, even if they were willing to believe him, he couldn't lose his face.

"Zhiruo, who do you think will win this Jinyang great Xia or that iron headed monster?" Song Qingshu Gu hurriedly talked about the others.

When you Tanzhi stepped on the stage, it was obvious that the shape of the iron head made everyone in the audience take a breath. However, it was relieved to think that he was a member of Xingxiu sect.

Song Qingshu looks at you Tanzhi and subconsciously thinks of ah Zi. Last time he went to Shuixie, ah Zhu seemed to have never met Xiao Feng. Naturally, ah Zi has no reason to follow Xiao Feng. Where did you Tanzhi come from? How could he become a member of Xingxiu sect?

If all didn't happen, ah Zi would be in the Xingxiu sect now. You Tanzhi's tragedy won't meet her again, so she's eager to join the Xingxiu sect, right?

Song Qingshu can't help feeling his nose. In terms of the tragic degree of the characters in the original work, you Tanzhi is still above song Qingshu, second only to Lin Pingzhi.

In the original book, song Qingshu was only opened a halo of brain damage and narrow-minded aura... The young leader of Wudang wanted to find his favorite Zhou Zhiruo, but somehow he became a female disciple peeping at Emei in the middle of the night. He happened to be discovered by the seventh martial uncle Mo Shenggu, who yelled at him and killed Mo Shenggu by mistake. What a bad luck.

However, compared with you Tanzhi and Lin Pingzhi, it's not a big deal. Mingming's life is rough and miserable. Lao Jin named them Tanzhi and Pingzhi. It's really bad taste.

When song Qingshu was thinking wildly, Zhou Zhiruo began to judge according to the battle situation: "the great Xia of Jinyang has been famous for many years, and his Hunyuan skill can't be underestimated. That iron headed man, whose native place is unknown in the Jianghu, is just a disciple of Xingxiu sect. Even if Ding Chunqiu goes out to fight Xiao banhe himself, he may not be able to win without poison, Not to mention one of his disciples. "

Song Qingshu said with a smile, "let's make a bet. I'll bet the iron head wins." He and Xiao banhe have played each other, and their Hunyuan skill is really good, but compared with you Tanzhi's ice silkworm and Yijinjing's variant Qi, it's not enough. After all, in the original work, even Xiao Feng's fighting maniacs are suppressed by you Tanzhi's cold poison Qi.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the stage again and shook his head slightly: "that iron head's Kung Fu is too shallow. It's not much better than ordinary Emei disciples. How can he win?"

Song Qingshu showed a fox like smile: "since you are willing to gamble, let's set a color head."

"What color head?" Zhou Zhiruo asked curiously.

"Just a kiss," Song Qingshu whispered, "if you win, I'll kiss you. If I win, you kiss me."

"Bah!" Zhou Zhiruo spat, "whether you win or lose, are you cheap?"

"You bet or not." Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo's side face at this time. The skin on his face was as bright as jade. It could be broken by blowing. He couldn't help but want to take a bite... Bah, why did I think of the word "gnaw".

"Well, I bet." Song Qingshu originally thought that Zhou Zhiruo's temperament would not take care of herself. Who knew that she had a good-looking curve on her lips, but she agreed.

Song Qingshu was slightly stunned. After that, a burst of Joy came to his mind. He quickly looked back at the situation in the challenge arena. Either of them won or lost was free. He just wanted them to finish the fight quickly.

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly light Yi a, a face doubts ground looking at a stage: "Xiao banhe after all in scruple what, why dare not near that iron head person within a foot?"

In her eyes, the iron headed man's moves are full of flaws. He can be subdued with a few moves. However, several times, it was Xiao banhe's hand that slowed down in the middle of the move, and he missed the opportunity.

There are not a few people who have such doubts. Guo Fu, who is not far away, takes Huang Rong and asks, "mother, that iron headed monster can't even compare with me in martial arts. Why can't he win with Jinyang great Xia for such a long time? Thanks to him, he is as famous as my father." Guo Fu wrinkled Qiong's nose, obviously very dissatisfied.

Song Qingshu secretly praised that although Miss Guo was not very good tempered, she inherited her mother's appearance and was really beautiful.

Noticing song Qingshu's eyes, Guo Fu couldn't help but stare back at him, obviously still resenting his rudeness.

"This girl, seeing my martial arts, dares to stare at me like this. Should I say that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or that she has a big chest and no brain?"

Song Qingshu was dumbfounded, but Zhou Zhiruo was also wondering about this problem, so he deliberately raised his voice and explained to them:

"Although the iron man's fists and feet are poor, his internal power is very strange. It's not only powerful and treacherous, but also mixed with the cold poison of yin and cold. Every time he makes a pair of moves with Xiao Daxia, his cold poison Qi takes the opportunity to invade the meridians of his hands, and naturally the moves stagnate a lot. Hehe, I can't see that you Tanzhi's ice Qi has the effect of slow aura. "

Although he couldn't understand the last sentence, the previous explanations were very detailed. Huang Rong nodded slightly, and was shocked in his heart: "so far away, he could see the true Qi of the two people on the stage clearly. How high is his martial arts?"

Mother and daughter, as if in order to solve Huang Rong's doubts in general, Guo Fu can't help but curl his mouth: "make it up, how can you know so far away."

Who knows, just as her voice fell, you Tanzhi suddenly began to counter attack on the stage. With a powerful move, Xiao banhe dodged. His palm hit a flagpole on the edge of the challenge arena. The flagpole, which was flying in the wind, was covered with frost at the speed visible to the naked eye. Before long, even the flying flag was frozen.

The flag suddenly moved to silence, and the absurd sense of contradiction made everyone in the field breathe. Then there was an uproar and a lot of discussion.

When Xiao Ban competed with you Tanzhi just now, except for a few top experts who could see what the problem was, most people's minds were almost the same as Guo Fu's. They all felt that this great Xia of Jinyang was not worthy of his name. He won more than him.

Guo Fu vomits his tongue in fear. Looking back, he finds that song Qingshu is staring at him with a smile, and his face is hot: "hum, blind cat meets dead mouse, what's so proud of."




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