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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 980

Published at 9th of June 2022 07:55:50 AM


Chapter 980

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Wang Chongyang secretly nodded when he heard this. He also knew that the interests of the high-level officials of the state of Jin were intertwined. If song Qingshu was said to have won the real power of a country so easily, he didn't believe it.

Noticing Wang Chongyang's look, song Qingshu took advantage of the heat to fight the railway: "actually, this time I specially took over the job. Do you think that if other Jin people lead the army, the Chongyang palace will be scorched? If I come, I can minimize the damage. "

"Oh?" Wang Chongyang's face moved.

Song Qingshu said in a hurry: "you see, I deliberately left the army at the foot of the mountain. I was worried that the army would go up the mountain and lead to war in Quanzhen. So I only brought a few people up to the mountain to persuade them to surrender. Unexpectedly, Taoist priest Qiu beat them when they met. In addition, I hurt my younger martial sister. In a hurry, I called the Jin soldiers up to the mountain. "

When she heard that song Qingshu had done so many things for herself, little dragon girl was a little lost. Originally in her heart, Yang Guo was the only one who was kind to her. Now she found that there was another man who was so kind to her.

Of course, this idea just flashed away in XiaoLongNu's heart, and did not cause any ripple.

"Chuji is really reckless." Thinking of his apprentice's temperament, Wang Chongyang could not help shaking his head. "By the way, you are a little younger martial sister. What's the relationship between you and the ancient tomb sect?"

He can't help but be curious. After all, he is closely related to the ancient tomb sect.

Song Qingshu replied: "well, her elder martial sister is my... Well, my confidant." Originally, he wanted to say that xuexue'er was his woman, but he thought that xuexue'er didn't want their relationship to be known by others, so he changed a neutral word.

"Red practice fairy Li Mochou?" Wang Chongyang frowned. Although he was at the top of the whole world, he still heard of Li Mochou.

Song Qingshu coughs twice and doesn't explain the misunderstanding. Anyway, Xuexue Er doesn't want to expose the relationship. Let him misunderstand; And now Li Mochou has taken refuge in himself. In a sense, he is the one who counts him.

But Wang Chongyang's next sentence almost choked him to death: "isn't your wife Zhou Zhiruo, the leader of Emei sect?"

"Er ~" Song Qingshu's face was hot, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Wang Chongyang immediately woke up and said with a smile, "no wonder Yingluo scolds you like that." At his age, many things are open to him. Naturally, some romantic debts of the younger generation will not be taken into consideration.

Song Qingshu was really curious: "what did she scold me for?"

Wang Chongyang shook his head: "after you go to the south of the Yangtze River, ask her, I will not spread the word."

Song Qingshu looked depressed: "Er, OK." I don't know when I'll have the chance to see Huang shannu again.

"What are you going to do with the affairs in Chongyang palace?" Wang Chongyang once again put his attention on this matter. No matter how aloof he was, Quanzhen religion also concentrated half of his life's hard work. How could he not care.

Song Qingshu pondered over the sentence and replied, "can we let Taoist priest Qiu promise them on the surface, so that I can go back to work, and at the same time, I can preserve the foundation of Quanzhen religion for decades."

"No way!" Wang Chongyang flatly refused, "the purpose of Quanzhen religion is to resist Nuzhen Tartars and save Li people from fire and water. How can it bend its knees to the imperial court of the state of Jin?"

Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "but now the three thousand elite soldiers of the state of Jin have been killed on the mountain, and I can't stop them. Once the war starts, it will be the end of burning jade and stone."

Wang Chongyang coldly replied: "Quanzhen disciples sacrifice for the idea in their hearts. Although they die, they are still proud."

Song Qingshu had to admire the man in front of him. He might have some shortcomings, but he had nothing to blame for resisting foreign invasion.

Song Qingshu thought about it and said, "I dare to ask you, is it important to restore the reputation of Han people or Quanzhen religion?"

Wang Chongyang was stunned and subconsciously replied, "of course, it's important to restore the Han nationality."

"If the whole army of Quanzhen is destroyed today, will it be beneficial to the restoration of the Han nationality?" Song Qingshu then asked.

"This..." Wang Chongyang immediately pondered.

Song Qingshu sighed: "the greatest bravery in the world is not to die for an ideal, but to live humbly for an ideal. Since ancient times, death is actually the easiest thing to do. As soon as you close your eyes and kick your legs, you don't have to worry about anything. On the contrary, it takes the greatest courage to persist in living, because you are likely to endure endless humiliation and have to face the abuse and slander of the world. "

"Now Quanzhen religion chooses to die rather than surrender. Besides leaving a useless name, what's the role of it?" Song Qingshu continued, "but if Quanzhen sect can endure humiliation and protect itself, plus I am in charge of the center of the kingdom of Jin. When the time is ripe, we will unite internally and externally to drive the Jin people out of the Central Plains, isn't it more meaningful than sacrificing in vain?"

Wang Chongyang's heart was shocked, especially the sentence that "the greatest bravery in the world is not to die for an ideal, but to live humbly for an ideal" gave him the greatest feeling. He resisted gold for half his life, became the number one in the world for decades, and lived in seclusion for half his life to watch the changes in the world. He was no longer the single minded young man of that year, It's a lot more mature and intelligent.

"If you hadn't entered the power center of the kingdom of Jin and given me a glimmer of hope, I would rather die unyielding in Quanzhen religion." Wang Chongyang finally said, "I will let Quanzhen religion accept the imperial edict of the state of Jin, but you have to remember your mission. If you are greedy for glory and wealth in the future and forget to restore the rivers and mountains of the Han people, I will take your life even if I fight for it."

Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "with you as the world's number one expert, I can't dare not do my best."

Wang Chongyang's face softened: "do you know why I would like to believe you?"

"Who made me look so upright and great? Look at my clear and innocent eyes, the honest little gentleman of the old and the young." Song Qingshu replied solemnly.

Wang Chongyang was stunned at first, and then laughed: "no wonder that little girl Yingluo didn't care about anyone. As a result, after she went back this time, she was always talking about you. Now that she saw you with her own eyes, she knew that you were really different."

"I don't know what's the relationship between the elder and Miss Zhao?" In Song Qingshu's mind, Huang shannu's cold appearance appeared.

Wang Chongyang was surprised and said, "do you even know her surname Zhao?" You should know that Huang shannu seldom reveals her name when she wanders in the world. Even if she discloses her name, she will be told by her surname Yang. Only a few of her closest friends know her real name.

"Are you Miss Zhao's master?" Song Qing Book asked, Zhou Zhiruo's learning talent is very high. As a result, Huang's female age is almost the same as that of Zhou Zhiruo. The nine Yin manual is better than Zhou Zhiruo. Besides Wang Chongyang's childhood education, he really can't think of other possibilities.

Wang Chongyang shook his head and said with a smile, "no, she is my best friend's disciple."

Song Qingshu was startled: "who is the good friend of the elder generation?" I'm afraid that he won't be inferior to Wang Chongyang in martial arts and identity if he can make friends with Wang Chongyang in the same generation. You know, the eastern evil and the Western poison, the southern emperor and the northern beggar had a deep relationship with him in those years, but everyone can be called his best friend.

Wang Chongyang said with a smile, "if you come to Jiangnan one day, maybe you will have a chance to meet him."

Seeing that the other party didn't want to say it, song Qingshu couldn't force him, so he had to guess.

At this time, the little dragon girl leaning on the big stone suddenly coughed violently, and the bright red blood gradually dispersed on her snow-white dress, like bright flowers.

Song Qingshu ran to her in a hurry, holding her hand and losing her real Qi, he asked: "little younger martial sister, how do you feel now?"

XiaoLongNu's hands are extremely delicate, and she also has a cool air. It feels very comfortable. But song Qingshu has no time to pay attention to these, but is exploring the injury in her body.

Feeling her confused meridians, song Qingshu frowned.

At this time, Wang Chongyang also came to her side, a thick and incomparable Qi into her body, two experts work together, finally stabilized her injury again.

"This girl's injury is rather tricky." Wang Chongyang frowned and said that with his friendship with Lin Chaoying, he certainly didn't want to see anything happen to her descendants.

Song Qingshu said angrily, "it's not your disciples who did good things? A few old men with white beard joined hands to deal with a little girl, and they gave such a heavy hand! Today, none of them would want to live if they didn't see your face. "

"I'm young. I'll cure you." Wang Chongyang is also depressed. Who is not respectful in front of him? As a result, when he met such a wonderful young man, his martial arts were not inferior to him, and he didn't have the idea of respecting his teachers. He was itchy and helpless at the same time.

This time, it's Qiu Chuji and his disciples. Five of them join hands to fight Lin Chaoying's second disciple. Wang Chongyang, who is a master, has no face.

Song Qingshu was overjoyed and said, "do you have a cure method?" In fact, he can save himself. He's happy. Zen is very effective in treating internal injuries, but he knows with his toes that Xiao Longnu will never agree with this method. Although Xiao Song is greedy for flowers and lusts, he still pays attention to eating.

"Call me the elder at this time?" Wang Chongyang glared at him angrily, "the girl's injury has been temporarily suppressed by me. Let's go back to solve the problem of Chongyang Palace first, and I'll teach you how to save it."

Wang Chongyang is still concerned about the safety of the Quanzhen sect. After all, there are Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren in the hall where the Jin soldiers are going up the mountain. No matter which one is, they are all at odds with the Quanzhen sect. In addition, the Quanzhen sect has lost the ability to resist. If the other party really works hard, the Quanzhen disciples will be in danger.

"Teach me how to save?" Song Qing's writing is strange. Is it Kato's golden finger... Oh no, Yiyang finger?




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