Chapter 483
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As soon as ah Qing left, Yang Miaozhen came over and said, "son song, it seems that you have a good relationship with ah Qing."
Song Qingshu unexpectedly looked at the valiant woman in front of him and said with a smile: "generally."
Yang Miaozhen had a smile and was ready to come to find out. Who knows that he didn't leak. After thinking about it, Yang Miaozhen turned her eyes and continued to probe: "it's said that after the first world war just now, ah Qing's odds have plummeted, almost one to one. We've almost lost dozens of times. It seems that ah Qing is not the king of the Golden Snake this time."
"Really?" As soon as song Qingshu's eyes brightened, he quickly called Zeng Rou, "Rou Rou, go quickly and take out the silver note of the box in my room. It's all on me."
"Ah?" Zeng Rou's mouth was wide open. "Full pressure?" That's not a small sum.
"Of course, the total pressure, such a good opportunity to make money, do not make money in vain." Song Qingshu hastily urged the way.
"Well, all right." Zeng Rou left with a puzzled look on her face, wondering if she wanted to ask the ninth Princess first. Otherwise, elder brother song was impulsive, and the ninth princess would not be able to drink with him later?
However, when Zhu longlong heard her words, his eyes also brightened. He took out a delicate small box from the inner room and put it into Zeng Rou's hand: "this is some dowry I've saved over the years. You can help me put it in. By the way, if you have private money, you can remember to put it in. There are not many good opportunities."
Looking at the eyes of the ninth princess in her heart shining with silver, Zeng Rou was shocked into chaos in the wind
"Is Mr. song so sure that he can win?" Yang Miaozhen looked at him strangely.
"Should..." Song Qingshu showed a shy smile, "OK."
Yang Miaozhen suddenly wondered, is he really mystifying or is he really confident? Is it to disturb my mind later?
"Since Mr. Song said that, he thought that he would be able to win over his younger sister?" Yang Miaozhen stares into his eyes, trying to see something else.
"The fourth lady is excellent at shooting. Song has always admired her very much. How can she win the game?" Song Qingshu said modestly.
Yang Miaozhen's teeth are itching with hatred. Although song Qingshu is modest, he almost says that you are not my opponent.
"I'll see you later!" Yang Miaozhen is about to leave, but suddenly finds that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Yi, who have been accompanying song Qingshu, are not here now. He can't help but wonder, "I don't know why leader Zhou and Princess Jiu are not here?"
"They have something to do for the time being." With that song Qingshu closed his mouth and refused to reveal a word more.
"What's more important than being with your husband at this time?"
Yang Miaozhen was even more puzzled, but she also understood that she could not find anything valuable if she stayed. She turned around and just walked for a few steps, then suddenly stopped and said, "now people in the river and lake are talking about song Gongzi's good fortune. She can get the favor of two fairy like aunts. My younger sister is very curious about how he made them like sisters."
"Don't you know when the fourth lady becomes their sister?" Song Qingshu can't help but tune.
"Bah!" Yang Miaozhen couldn't help spat. In fact, she is such a beautiful woman. She has to be teased by the bandits all the time. However, she is always tough, and she often chokes back. In addition to her excellent martial arts, she has never suffered any loss.
It's a pity that Yang Miaozhen is now confronted with a song Qingshu who is more cheeky than the city wall and has no martial arts skills under her. He finds that he has nothing to do, so he has to stomp and run, and generally turns around and leaves.
An hour's break soon passed, and Huang Rong announced the official start of the third round of competition. The first one was song Qingshu vs. Yang Miaozhen.
Yang Miaozhen stood upright in the corner of the challenge arena, with her long gun on the ground quietly. She could feel that her energy and spirit had reached the peak, and her state was even better than that of the previous competition with Shi potian.
This time, she didn't continue to criticize the big red cloak. Although it can be used as a weapon, it's OK to deal with ordinary soldiers. It's the gate of life to deal with the master of song Qingshu.
Looking at the woman standing opposite the challenge arena, song Qingshu almost couldn't help whistling. Yang Miaozhen is tall and has no Cape to block her. She has a sharp figure and looks like a proud Rouge horse standing there, waiting for the destined knight to conquer
"Bah, bah, bah, when is the time? What else do you want?" Song Qingshu despised himself.
When Yang Miaozhen's eyes brighten, she has keenly noticed song Qingshu's absence. She scolds song Qingshu, grabs a long gun and waves it forward. The stone slabs on the challenge arena are taken up by an invisible force and smashed on Song Qingshu one after another.
Looking at the stone slabs coming from all over the sky, song Qingshu's eyes were fixed, but he didn't avoid them. He stretched out his hands and pressed them forward. The flying stone slabs seemed to be caught by an invisible hand and motionless in the air.
At that moment, the stone plate moved to a very quiet state again. Many people who were not competent enough in the challenge arena were disgusted and disgusted. Song Qingshu, who was not a great master, could never have done it.
Among them, people who knew song Qingshu looked different. Yu wanting and Wen Tailai, who had a deep hatred against him, turned pale, and obviously hated and afraid; Those who are good friends with him, such as muwangfu and Wudang, are happy; Shaolin Chongyang, the people who had a festival with him, all looked solemn
Huang Rong takes a look at the figure in the field. Her eyes are very complicated. She can't help but think about a question. She doesn't know which brother Jing or he is better at martial arts
Thinking of the situation in the cave that night, Huang Rong sighed and looked away unnaturally. Suddenly, she found her daughter was looking at the man with bright eyes. She was surprised: fu'er Mingming didn't deal with him. Why did she look at him with such eyes?
There are all kinds of creatures in the challenge arena, but it's only a moment later. The stone slab still in the air is suddenly broken in a second. A bright pear blossom gun is in full bloom. Yang Miaozhen's whole body spirals and spins to song Qingshu.
Yang Miaozhen's marksmanship was originally as fast as lightning. Now he uses spiral force to blessing, which is not only faster, but also more powerful. Song Qingshu did not dare to attack him directly, and his steps swayed, which made him avoid danger.
Yang Miaozhen seemed to have expected that his long gun sank down and directly stabbed at the challenge arena. With the help of the anti shock force from the earth, his whole body turned a circle, and his two straight long legs stabbed at the neck of song Qingshu like real pear blossom guns.
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As soon as ah Qing left, Yang Miaozhen came over and said, "son song, it seems that you have a good relationship with ah Qing."
Song Qingshu unexpectedly looked at the valiant woman in front of him and said with a smile: "generally."
Yang Miaozhen had a smile and was ready to come to find out. Who knows that he didn't leak. After thinking about it, Yang Miaozhen turned her eyes and continued to probe: "it's said that after the first world war just now, ah Qing's odds have plummeted, almost one to one. We've almost lost dozens of times. It seems that ah Qing is not the king of the Golden Snake this time."
"Really?" As soon as song Qingshu's eyes brightened, he quickly called Zeng Rou, "Rou Rou, go quickly and take out the silver note of the box in my room. It's all on me."
"Ah?" Zeng Rou's mouth was wide open. "Full pressure?" That's not a small sum.
"Of course, the total pressure, such a good opportunity to make money, do not make money in vain." Song Qingshu hastily urged the way.
"Well, all right." Zeng Rou left with a puzzled look on her face, wondering if she wanted to ask the ninth Princess first. Otherwise, elder brother song was impulsive, and the ninth princess would not be able to drink with him later?
However, when Zhu longlong heard her words, his eyes also brightened. He took out a delicate small box from the inner room and put it into Zeng Rou's hand: "this is some dowry I've saved over the years. You can help me put it in. By the way, if you have private money, you can remember to put it in. There are not many good opportunities."
Looking at the eyes of the ninth princess in her heart shining with silver, Zeng Rou was shocked into chaos in the wind
"Is Mr. song so sure that he can win?" Yang Miaozhen looked at him strangely.
"Should..." Song Qingshu showed a shy smile, "OK."
Yang Miaozhen suddenly wondered, is he really mystifying or is he really confident? Is it to disturb my mind later?
"Since Mr. Song said that, he thought that he would be able to win over his younger sister?" Yang Miaozhen stares into his eyes, trying to see something else.
"The fourth lady is excellent at shooting. Song has always admired her very much. How can she win the game?" Song Qingshu said modestly.
Yang Miaozhen's teeth are itching with hatred. Although song Qingshu is modest, he almost says that you are not my opponent.
"I'll see you later!" Yang Miaozhen is about to leave, but suddenly finds that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Yi, who have been accompanying song Qingshu, are not here now. He can't help but wonder, "I don't know why leader Zhou and Princess Jiu are not here?"
"They have something to do for the time being." With that song Qingshu closed his mouth and refused to reveal a word more.
"What's more important than being with your husband at this time?"
Yang Miaozhen was even more puzzled, but she also understood that she could not find anything valuable if she stayed. She turned around and just walked for a few steps, then suddenly stopped and said, "now people in the river and lake are talking about song Gongzi's good fortune. She can get the favor of two fairy like aunts. My younger sister is very curious about how he made them like sisters."
"Don't you know when the fourth lady becomes their sister?" Song Qingshu can't help but tune.
"Bah!" Yang Miaozhen couldn't help spat. In fact, she is such a beautiful woman. She has to be teased by the bandits all the time. However, she is always tough, and she often chokes back. In addition to her excellent martial arts, she has never suffered any loss.
It's a pity that Yang Miaozhen is now confronted with a song Qingshu who is more cheeky than the city wall and has no martial arts skills under her. He finds that he has nothing to do, so he has to stomp and run, and generally turns around and leaves.
An hour's break soon passed, and Huang Rong announced the official start of the third round of competition. The first one was song Qingshu vs. Yang Miaozhen.
Yang Miaozhen stood upright in the corner of the challenge arena, with her long gun on the ground quietly. She could feel that her energy and spirit had reached the peak, and her state was even better than that of the previous competition with Shi potian.
This time, she didn't continue to criticize the big red cloak. Although it can be used as a weapon, it's OK to deal with ordinary soldiers. It's the gate of life to deal with the master of song Qingshu.
Looking at the woman standing opposite the challenge arena, song Qingshu almost couldn't help whistling. Yang Miaozhen is tall and has no Cape to block her. She has a sharp figure and looks like a proud Rouge horse standing there, waiting for the destined knight to conquer
"Bah, bah, bah, when is the time? What else do you want?" Song Qingshu despised himself.
When Yang Miaozhen's eyes brighten, she has keenly noticed song Qingshu's absence. She scolds song Qingshu, grabs a long gun and waves it forward. The stone slabs on the challenge arena are taken up by an invisible force and smashed on Song Qingshu one after another.
Looking at the stone slabs coming from all over the sky, song Qingshu's eyes were fixed, but he didn't avoid them. He stretched out his hands and pressed them forward. The flying stone slabs seemed to be caught by an invisible hand and motionless in the air.
At that moment, the stone plate moved to a very quiet state again. Many people who were not competent enough in the challenge arena were disgusted and disgusted. Song Qingshu, who was not a great master, could never have done it.
Among them, people who knew song Qingshu looked different. Yu wanting and Wen Tailai, who had a deep hatred against him, turned pale, and obviously hated and afraid; Those who are good friends with him, such as muwangfu and Wudang, are happy; Shaolin Chongyang, the people who had a festival with him, all looked solemn
Huang Rong takes a look at the figure in the field. Her eyes are very complicated. She can't help but think about a question. She doesn't know which brother Jing or he is better at martial arts
Thinking of the situation in the cave that night, Huang Rong sighed and looked away unnaturally. Suddenly, she found her daughter was looking at the man with bright eyes. She was surprised: fu'er Mingming didn't deal with him. Why did she look at him with such eyes?
There are all kinds of creatures in the challenge arena, but it's only a moment later. The stone slab still in the air is suddenly broken in a second. A bright pear blossom gun is in full bloom. Yang Miaozhen's whole body spirals and spins to song Qingshu.
Yang Miaozhen's marksmanship was originally as fast as lightning. Now he uses spiral force to blessing, which is not only faster, but also more powerful. Song Qingshu did not dare to attack him directly, and his steps swayed, which made him avoid danger.
Yang Miaozhen seemed to have expected that his long gun sank down and directly stabbed at the challenge arena. With the help of the anti shock force from the earth, his whole body turned a circle, and his two straight long legs stabbed at the neck of song Qingshu like real pear blossom guns.
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As soon as ah Qing left, Yang Miaozhen came over and said, "son song, it seems that you have a good relationship with ah Qing."Song Qingshu unexpectedly looked at the valiant woman in front of him and said with a smile: "generally."Yang Miaozhen had a smile and was ready to come to find out. Who knows that he didn't leak. After thinking about it, Yang Miaozhen turned her eyes and continued to probe: "it's said that after the first world war just now, ah Qing's odds have plummeted, almost one to one. We've almost lost dozens of times. It seems that ah Qing is not the king of the Golden Snake this time.""Really?" As soon as song Qingshu's eyes brightened, he quickly called Zeng Rou, "Rou Rou, go quickly and take out the silver note of the box in my room. It's all on me.""Ah?" Zeng Rou's mouth was wide open. "Full pressure?" That's not a small sum."Of course, the total pressure, such a good opportunity to make money, do not make money in vain." Song Qingshu hastily urged the way."Well, all right." Zeng Rou left with a puzzled look on her face, wondering if she wanted to ask the ninth Princess first. Otherwise, elder brother song was impulsive, and the ninth princess would not be able to drink with him later?However, when Zhu longlong heard her words, his eyes also brightened. He took out a delicate small box from the inner room and put it into Zeng Rou's hand: "this is some dowry I've saved over the years. You can help me put it in. By the way, if you have private money, you can remember to put it in. There are not many good opportunities."Looking at the eyes of the ninth princess in her heart shining with silver, Zeng Rou was shocked into chaos in the wind"Is Mr. song so sure that he can win?" Yang Miaozhen looked at him strangely."Should..." Song Qingshu showed a shy smile, "OK."Yang Miaozhen suddenly wondered, is he really mystifying or is he really confident? Is it to disturb my mind later?"Since Mr. Song said that, he thought that he would be able to win over his younger sister?" Yang Miaozhen stares into his eyes, trying to see something else."The fourth lady is excellent at shooting. Song has always admired her very much. How can she win the game?" Song Qingshu said modestly.Yang Miaozhen's teeth are itching with hatred. Although song Qingshu is modest, he almost says that you are not my opponent."I'll see you later!" Yang Miaozhen is about to leave, but suddenly finds that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Yi, who have been accompanying song Qingshu, are not here now. He can't help but wonder, "I don't know why leader Zhou and Princess Jiu are not here?""They have something to do for the time being." With that song Qingshu closed his mouth and refused to reveal a word more."What's more important than being with your husband at this time?"Yang Miaozhen was even more puzzled, but she also understood that she could not find anything valuable if she stayed. She turned around and just walked for a few steps, then suddenly stopped and said, "now people in the river and lake are talking about song Gongzi's good fortune. She can get the favor of two fairy like aunts. My younger sister is very curious about how he made them like sisters.""Don't you know when the fourth lady becomes their sister?" Song Qingshu can't help but tune."Bah!" Yang Miaozhen couldn't help spat. In fact, she is such a beautiful woman. She has to be teased by the bandits all the time. However, she is always tough, and she often chokes back. In addition to her excellent martial arts, she has never suffered any loss.It's a pity that Yang Miaozhen is now confronted with a song Qingshu who is more cheeky than the city wall and has no martial arts skills under her. He finds that he has nothing to do, so he has to stomp and run, and generally turns around and leaves.An hour's break soon passed, and Huang Rong announced the official start of the third round of competition. The first one was song Qingshu vs. Yang Miaozhen.Yang Miaozhen stood upright in the corner of the challenge arena, with her long gun on the ground quietly. She could feel that her energy and spirit had reached the peak, and her state was even better than that of the previous competition with Shi potian.This time, she didn't continue to criticize the big red cloak. Although it can be used as a weapon, it's OK to deal with ordinary soldiers. It's the gate of life to deal with the master of song Qingshu.Looking at the woman standing opposite the challenge arena, song Qingshu almost couldn't help whistling. Yang Miaozhen is tall and has no Cape to block her. She has a sharp figure and looks like a proud Rouge horse standing there, waiting for the destined knight to conquer"Bah, bah, bah, when is the time? What else do you want?" Song Qingshu despised himself.When Yang Miaozhen's eyes brighten, she has keenly noticed song Qingshu's absence. She scolds song Qingshu, grabs a long gun and waves it forward. The stone slabs on the challenge arena are taken up by an invisible force and smashed on Song Qingshu one after another.Looking at the stone slabs coming from all over the sky, song Qingshu's eyes were fixed, but he didn't avoid them. He stretched out his hands and pressed them forward. The flying stone slabs seemed to be caught by an invisible hand and motionless in the air.At that moment, the stone plate moved to a very quiet state again. Many people who were not competent enough in the challenge arena were disgusted and disgusted. Song Qingshu, who was not a great master, could never have done it.Among them, people who knew song Qingshu looked different. Yu wanting and Wen Tailai, who had a deep hatred against him, turned pale, and obviously hated and afraid; Those who are good friends with him, such as muwangfu and Wudang, are happy; Shaolin Chongyang, the people who had a festival with him, all looked solemnHuang Rong takes a look at the figure in the field. Her eyes are very complicated. She can't help but think about a question. She doesn't know which brother Jing or he is better at martial artsThinking of the situation in the cave that night, Huang Rong sighed and looked away unnaturally. Suddenly, she found her daughter was looking at the man with bright eyes. She was surprised: fu'er Mingming didn't deal with him. Why did she look at him with such eyes?There are all kinds of creatures in the challenge arena, but it's only a moment later. The stone slab still in the air is suddenly broken in a second. A bright pear blossom gun is in full bloom. Yang Miaozhen's whole body spirals and spins to song Qingshu.Yang Miaozhen's marksmanship was originally as fast as lightning. Now he uses spiral force to blessing, which is not only faster, but also more powerful. Song Qingshu did not dare to attack him directly, and his steps swayed, which made him avoid danger.Yang Miaozhen seemed to have expected that his long gun sank down and directly stabbed at the challenge arena. With the help of the anti shock force from the earth, his whole body turned a circle, and his two straight long legs stabbed at the neck of song Qingshu like real pear blossom guns.---VIP group 316289594 need genuine subscription screenshot verification ordinary group 337294925
