Chapter 673
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"That's ridiculous!"
Drop from the clouds make complaints about song and Qing Dynasties. He did not expect to say that he was able to say this pet phrase of the swordsman movie that he had been tuckled for many times in his previous life. But at this moment, he could not find other words to describe his anger in addition to this.
He didn't expect that Shaolin monk, who has always been a good-looking monk, would take advantage of Zhang Sanfeng's crucial moment of internal power competition to kill him.
Song Qingshu's eyes turned red. When the opponent's long-range attacks were eliminated, the wooden sword would wander around. He had planned to kill tonight.
Seeing song Qingshu's eyes, xuanci felt a thump in his heart. He knew that today's affairs could not be done well. He also made a quick decision and said, "the battle is over. We have a reputation in Shaolin. We don't have to talk about the rules of the river and the lake with him. Let's go together."
Song Qingshu laughs: "it seems that the abbot is going to leave our lives here. At that time, outsiders don't know what happened tonight. You Shaolin just make up a reason and put it off. You can also take the opportunity to get rid of Wudang. It's really high. I really underestimate your decision."
Song Qingshu secretly regrets that xuanci was the leading elder brother who killed the Xiaofeng family in those years. If murongbo could cheat him to explain this, he later had an affair with ye erniang, which made ye erniang a good girl who got pregnant before marriage, but he didn't care. After that, ye erniang was in trouble. Where did her martial arts come from? Xuanci has always claimed that compassion is cherished. Why not restrain it? In addition, in order to keep his identity secret, all the heroes in the Jianghu died one after another, why didn't he come out? Only when the Shaolin meeting was finally cornered by Xiao Yuanshan, did it speak frankly?
In the final analysis, xuanci was not as respectable as he looked on the outside. It's no exaggeration to say that he was another Yue buqun.
Looking at the monks in front of him, song Qingshu thinks that Xuancheng, fangzheng and Sandu are still seriously injured. Although the remaining eminent monks of Xuancheng, fangzheng and Fangzi generation are first-class experts in the eyes of ordinary people, song Qingshu thinks that only xuzhu and xuanci need to pay attention to.
"Hum, let Shaolin's blood flow today!" Song Qingshu's eyes flashed a fierce color.
In fact, his best choice now is to take advantage of the opportunity to seriously injure the floor sweeping monk. After all, the two are competing for internal power. He and Zhang Sanfeng join hands. Even if the floor sweeping monk is good at martial arts, he can only drink bitterness on the spot. Then no one in Shaolin is their opponent any more. It's a pity that song Qingshu was not willing to take advantage of the danger because of the kindness of the sweeping monk, so he moved his target to xuanci and others.
Shaolin Temple and song Qingshu had been feuding for many times, and they wanted to get along with each other for a long time. Therefore, the monks' eyes staring at Song Qingshu were full of evil.
War is imminent!
All of a sudden, a few harmonies of Qin and Xiao came from the air. It seemed that there were several Yao Qin and several Dongxiao playing at the same time. The sound of the music is ethereal, but everyone can hear it very clearly. It's just from east to west. I don't know where it's coming from.
Song Qingshu was stunned. Who was pretending to be a ghost? When you see xuanci and others' slightly discolored faces, you can't help but wonder: it seems that Shaolin monks obviously know each other's identity, and they seem to be quite scared.
The sound of Yao Qin clanged three times. Suddenly, four girls in white fell into the court from the East and West eaves, each holding a Yao Qin. These four instruments are half shorter and half narrower than the ordinary seven stringed instrument, but they have all seven strings. After four girls fall, they stand in the court. Then four girls in black came into the room, each holding a long black flute, which was half as long as the common Dongxiao. Four girls in black are also at the four corners of the station. Four white and four black, cross and stand.
The eight women stand in a fixed position, and the four Yao Qin sound the music tune, then the Dongxiao join the ensemble, and the music sound is extremely soft and elegant. Song Qingshu didn't understand music, but he still felt the music was pleasant. Although he was in a very urgent situation, he was willing to listen to it for a moment.
Among the melodious music, a woman in a light yellow dress was walking slowly. She was about twenty-seven or eight years old. She was graceful and beautiful, but her face was so pale that she had no blood.
"Such an exaggeration of the appearance of Sao Bao..." Song Qingshu was stunned. He couldn't help thinking of a very mysterious person in the original work, Huang shannu. She also appeared at the lion slaughtering ceremony, but at that time, song Qingshu's meridians were broken, and he was struggling. Naturally, he didn't have a chance to see each other.
"Miss, come to our temple again. What can I do for you?" Xuanci stepped forward and asked. It would be strange if he was looked at by outsiders. Xuanci was so polite to a little girl because of her status in the world. But xuanci knew that at the lion slaughtering meeting, she was shocked by the world and could not help disrespect her.
"I don't dare to give advice. I'm just worried that you will be used by others and hurt the harmony between Shaolin and Wudang." The girl in the yellow shirt smiles as if the ice and snow are melting. The young monk's face turns red.
"Being used?" Xuanci frowned and murmured to himself.
Huang shannu did not continue to answer his doubts, but turned to song Qingshu. Her bright eyes were full of curiosity: "in recent years, the young master has sprung up. He has caught up with Zhang Wuji, the original leader of the Ming religion. What a brilliant figure he should be. Today, he is full of murderous thoughts. Alas, alas!" Then he shook his head lightly, with a look of disapproval.
But song Qingshu didn't take her style. He sneered: "song once heard that a girl at the lion slaughtering ceremony was startled. She was like a fairy who was banished from the world. She always cherished her regret for being thrifty. However, when I saw her today, I only saw an ordinary woman who paid attention to ostentation and good face. Ah, ah, I'm so disappointed." He treated him in his own way. He learned so well that many Shaolin monks were forced to smile.
Huang shannu's face turned red. She was noble and very beautiful. Everywhere she went, everyone was respectful to her for fear of blaspheming fairies. How could she meet such a rascal as song Qingshu?
"I've heard for a long time that the young master is very clever. His clever mouth has cheated many women's hearts. When I see him today, it really deserves the reputation." Yellow dress female light smile way.
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "it's better for you to talk less with me. I'm afraid that if you talk too much, you will fall in love with me carelessly."
Huang shannu's eyes were wide open. She had never met such a shameless person before. She couldn't help humming in her nose. Instead, she went to compete with Zhang Sanfeng and the floor sweeping monk.
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"That's ridiculous!"
Drop from the clouds make complaints about song and Qing Dynasties. He did not expect to say that he was able to say this pet phrase of the swordsman movie that he had been tuckled for many times in his previous life. But at this moment, he could not find other words to describe his anger in addition to this.
He didn't expect that Shaolin monk, who has always been a good-looking monk, would take advantage of Zhang Sanfeng's crucial moment of internal power competition to kill him.
Song Qingshu's eyes turned red. When the opponent's long-range attacks were eliminated, the wooden sword would wander around. He had planned to kill tonight.
Seeing song Qingshu's eyes, xuanci felt a thump in his heart. He knew that today's affairs could not be done well. He also made a quick decision and said, "the battle is over. We have a reputation in Shaolin. We don't have to talk about the rules of the river and the lake with him. Let's go together."
Song Qingshu laughs: "it seems that the abbot is going to leave our lives here. At that time, outsiders don't know what happened tonight. You Shaolin just make up a reason and put it off. You can also take the opportunity to get rid of Wudang. It's really high. I really underestimate your decision."
Song Qingshu secretly regrets that xuanci was the leading elder brother who killed the Xiaofeng family in those years. If murongbo could cheat him to explain this, he later had an affair with ye erniang, which made ye erniang a good girl who got pregnant before marriage, but he didn't care. After that, ye erniang was in trouble. Where did her martial arts come from? Xuanci has always claimed that compassion is cherished. Why not restrain it? In addition, in order to keep his identity secret, all the heroes in the Jianghu died one after another, why didn't he come out? Only when the Shaolin meeting was finally cornered by Xiao Yuanshan, did it speak frankly?
In the final analysis, xuanci was not as respectable as he looked on the outside. It's no exaggeration to say that he was another Yue buqun.
Looking at the monks in front of him, song Qingshu thinks that Xuancheng, fangzheng and Sandu are still seriously injured. Although the remaining eminent monks of Xuancheng, fangzheng and Fangzi generation are first-class experts in the eyes of ordinary people, song Qingshu thinks that only xuzhu and xuanci need to pay attention to.
"Hum, let Shaolin's blood flow today!" Song Qingshu's eyes flashed a fierce color.
In fact, his best choice now is to take advantage of the opportunity to seriously injure the floor sweeping monk. After all, the two are competing for internal power. He and Zhang Sanfeng join hands. Even if the floor sweeping monk is good at martial arts, he can only drink bitterness on the spot. Then no one in Shaolin is their opponent any more. It's a pity that song Qingshu was not willing to take advantage of the danger because of the kindness of the sweeping monk, so he moved his target to xuanci and others.
Shaolin Temple and song Qingshu had been feuding for many times, and they wanted to get along with each other for a long time. Therefore, the monks' eyes staring at Song Qingshu were full of evil.
War is imminent!
All of a sudden, a few harmonies of Qin and Xiao came from the air. It seemed that there were several Yao Qin and several Dongxiao playing at the same time. The sound of the music is ethereal, but everyone can hear it very clearly. It's just from east to west. I don't know where it's coming from.
Song Qingshu was stunned. Who was pretending to be a ghost? When you see xuanci and others' slightly discolored faces, you can't help but wonder: it seems that Shaolin monks obviously know each other's identity, and they seem to be quite scared.
The sound of Yao Qin clanged three times. Suddenly, four girls in white fell into the court from the East and West eaves, each holding a Yao Qin. These four instruments are half shorter and half narrower than the ordinary seven stringed instrument, but they have all seven strings. After four girls fall, they stand in the court. Then four girls in black came into the room, each holding a long black flute, which was half as long as the common Dongxiao. Four girls in black are also at the four corners of the station. Four white and four black, cross and stand.
The eight women stand in a fixed position, and the four Yao Qin sound the music tune, then the Dongxiao join the ensemble, and the music sound is extremely soft and elegant. Song Qingshu didn't understand music, but he still felt the music was pleasant. Although he was in a very urgent situation, he was willing to listen to it for a moment.
Among the melodious music, a woman in a light yellow dress was walking slowly. She was about twenty-seven or eight years old. She was graceful and beautiful, but her face was so pale that she had no blood.
"Such an exaggeration of the appearance of Sao Bao..." Song Qingshu was stunned. He couldn't help thinking of a very mysterious person in the original work, Huang shannu. She also appeared at the lion slaughtering ceremony, but at that time, song Qingshu's meridians were broken, and he was struggling. Naturally, he didn't have a chance to see each other.
"Miss, come to our temple again. What can I do for you?" Xuanci stepped forward and asked. It would be strange if he was looked at by outsiders. Xuanci was so polite to a little girl because of her status in the world. But xuanci knew that at the lion slaughtering meeting, she was shocked by the world and could not help disrespect her.
"I don't dare to give advice. I'm just worried that you will be used by others and hurt the harmony between Shaolin and Wudang." The girl in the yellow shirt smiles as if the ice and snow are melting. The young monk's face turns red.
"Being used?" Xuanci frowned and murmured to himself.
Huang shannu did not continue to answer his doubts, but turned to song Qingshu. Her bright eyes were full of curiosity: "in recent years, the young master has sprung up. He has caught up with Zhang Wuji, the original leader of the Ming religion. What a brilliant figure he should be. Today, he is full of murderous thoughts. Alas, alas!" Then he shook his head lightly, with a look of disapproval.
But song Qingshu didn't take her style. He sneered: "song once heard that a girl at the lion slaughtering ceremony was startled. She was like a fairy who was banished from the world. She always cherished her regret for being thrifty. However, when I saw her today, I only saw an ordinary woman who paid attention to ostentation and good face. Ah, ah, I'm so disappointed." He treated him in his own way. He learned so well that many Shaolin monks were forced to smile.
Huang shannu's face turned red. She was noble and very beautiful. Everywhere she went, everyone was respectful to her for fear of blaspheming fairies. How could she meet such a rascal as song Qingshu?
"I've heard for a long time that the young master is very clever. His clever mouth has cheated many women's hearts. When I see him today, it really deserves the reputation." Yellow dress female light smile way.
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "it's better for you to talk less with me. I'm afraid that if you talk too much, you will fall in love with me carelessly."
Huang shannu's eyes were wide open. She had never met such a shameless person before. She couldn't help humming in her nose. Instead, she went to compete with Zhang Sanfeng and the floor sweeping monk.
------
Fourth, thank you again for asking you not to make a fuss,
There are seven monthly tickets to support!
"That's ridiculous!"Drop from the clouds make complaints about song and Qing Dynasties. He did not expect to say that he was able to say this pet phrase of the swordsman movie that he had been tuckled for many times in his previous life. But at this moment, he could not find other words to describe his anger in addition to this.He didn't expect that Shaolin monk, who has always been a good-looking monk, would take advantage of Zhang Sanfeng's crucial moment of internal power competition to kill him.Song Qingshu's eyes turned red. When the opponent's long-range attacks were eliminated, the wooden sword would wander around. He had planned to kill tonight.Seeing song Qingshu's eyes, xuanci felt a thump in his heart. He knew that today's affairs could not be done well. He also made a quick decision and said, "the battle is over. We have a reputation in Shaolin. We don't have to talk about the rules of the river and the lake with him. Let's go together."Song Qingshu laughs: "it seems that the abbot is going to leave our lives here. At that time, outsiders don't know what happened tonight. You Shaolin just make up a reason and put it off. You can also take the opportunity to get rid of Wudang. It's really high. I really underestimate your decision."Song Qingshu secretly regrets that xuanci was the leading elder brother who killed the Xiaofeng family in those years. If murongbo could cheat him to explain this, he later had an affair with ye erniang, which made ye erniang a good girl who got pregnant before marriage, but he didn't care. After that, ye erniang was in trouble. Where did her martial arts come from? Xuanci has always claimed that compassion is cherished. Why not restrain it? In addition, in order to keep his identity secret, all the heroes in the Jianghu died one after another, why didn't he come out? Only when the Shaolin meeting was finally cornered by Xiao Yuanshan, did it speak frankly?In the final analysis, xuanci was not as respectable as he looked on the outside. It's no exaggeration to say that he was another Yue buqun.Looking at the monks in front of him, song Qingshu thinks that Xuancheng, fangzheng and Sandu are still seriously injured. Although the remaining eminent monks of Xuancheng, fangzheng and Fangzi generation are first-class experts in the eyes of ordinary people, song Qingshu thinks that only xuzhu and xuanci need to pay attention to."Hum, let Shaolin's blood flow today!" Song Qingshu's eyes flashed a fierce color.In fact, his best choice now is to take advantage of the opportunity to seriously injure the floor sweeping monk. After all, the two are competing for internal power. He and Zhang Sanfeng join hands. Even if the floor sweeping monk is good at martial arts, he can only drink bitterness on the spot. Then no one in Shaolin is their opponent any more. It's a pity that song Qingshu was not willing to take advantage of the danger because of the kindness of the sweeping monk, so he moved his target to xuanci and others.Shaolin Temple and song Qingshu had been feuding for many times, and they wanted to get along with each other for a long time. Therefore, the monks' eyes staring at Song Qingshu were full of evil.War is imminent!All of a sudden, a few harmonies of Qin and Xiao came from the air. It seemed that there were several Yao Qin and several Dongxiao playing at the same time. The sound of the music is ethereal, but everyone can hear it very clearly. It's just from east to west. I don't know where it's coming from.Song Qingshu was stunned. Who was pretending to be a ghost? When you see xuanci and others' slightly discolored faces, you can't help but wonder: it seems that Shaolin monks obviously know each other's identity, and they seem to be quite scared.The sound of Yao Qin clanged three times. Suddenly, four girls in white fell into the court from the East and West eaves, each holding a Yao Qin. These four instruments are half shorter and half narrower than the ordinary seven stringed instrument, but they have all seven strings. After four girls fall, they stand in the court. Then four girls in black came into the room, each holding a long black flute, which was half as long as the common Dongxiao. Four girls in black are also at the four corners of the station. Four white and four black, cross and stand.The eight women stand in a fixed position, and the four Yao Qin sound the music tune, then the Dongxiao join the ensemble, and the music sound is extremely soft and elegant. Song Qingshu didn't understand music, but he still felt the music was pleasant. Although he was in a very urgent situation, he was willing to listen to it for a moment.Among the melodious music, a woman in a light yellow dress was walking slowly. She was about twenty-seven or eight years old. She was graceful and beautiful, but her face was so pale that she had no blood."Such an exaggeration of the appearance of Sao Bao..." Song Qingshu was stunned. He couldn't help thinking of a very mysterious person in the original work, Huang shannu. She also appeared at the lion slaughtering ceremony, but at that time, song Qingshu's meridians were broken, and he was struggling. Naturally, he didn't have a chance to see each other."Miss, come to our temple again. What can I do for you?" Xuanci stepped forward and asked. It would be strange if he was looked at by outsiders. Xuanci was so polite to a little girl because of her status in the world. But xuanci knew that at the lion slaughtering meeting, she was shocked by the world and could not help disrespect her."I don't dare to give advice. I'm just worried that you will be used by others and hurt the harmony between Shaolin and Wudang." The girl in the yellow shirt smiles as if the ice and snow are melting. The young monk's face turns red."Being used?" Xuanci frowned and murmured to himself.Huang shannu did not continue to answer his doubts, but turned to song Qingshu. Her bright eyes were full of curiosity: "in recent years, the young master has sprung up. He has caught up with Zhang Wuji, the original leader of the Ming religion. What a brilliant figure he should be. Today, he is full of murderous thoughts. Alas, alas!" Then he shook his head lightly, with a look of disapproval.But song Qingshu didn't take her style. He sneered: "song once heard that a girl at the lion slaughtering ceremony was startled. She was like a fairy who was banished from the world. She always cherished her regret for being thrifty. However, when I saw her today, I only saw an ordinary woman who paid attention to ostentation and good face. Ah, ah, I'm so disappointed." He treated him in his own way. He learned so well that many Shaolin monks were forced to smile.Huang shannu's face turned red. She was noble and very beautiful. Everywhere she went, everyone was respectful to her for fear of blaspheming fairies. How could she meet such a rascal as song Qingshu?"I've heard for a long time that the young master is very clever. His clever mouth has cheated many women's hearts. When I see him today, it really deserves the reputation." Yellow dress female light smile way.Song Qingshu said with a smile: "it's better for you to talk less with me. I'm afraid that if you talk too much, you will fall in love with me carelessly."Huang shannu's eyes were wide open. She had never met such a shameless person before. She couldn't help humming in her nose. Instead, she went to compete with Zhang Sanfeng and the floor sweeping monk.------Fourth, thank you again for asking you not to make a fuss,There are seven monthly tickets to support!
