Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 2035

[Chapter 2019 Mysterious Girl]

Song Qingshu hurried over and took her place. He placed his palm on Huang Chang’s back lightly, and his True Qi continued to be lost.

His internal strength is much higher than that of the woman in yellow shirt. Huang Chang quickly opened his eyes and said weakly: “I have no life, you don’t have to waste your energy, not to mention that you are seriously injured yourself.”

Song Qingshu was apologetic: “I’m late, otherwise…”

Huang Chang waved his hand slightly and stopped him from continuing: “You don’t have to blame yourself, as the saying goes, the way of heaven is constant, not for Yao’s existence, not for Jie’s death. If you and I change places I will make the same choice as you.”

Song Qingshu was silent, he had to look for help all the way, so the time was a little tight, but no matter how tight the time was, it wouldn’t come at such a coincidental time, and it wouldn’t be a good idea to go up the mountain earlier. no.

It’s just that in that way, instead of being a fisherman, he might instead become a snipe and mussel, and he will also be responsible for the safety of himself and his subordinates, so if he does it again, he will probably make the same choice.

Huang Chang obviously saw through all this, but he understood it very well. This understanding is not polite, because he originally cultivated the way of nature, and there are not so many rules and regulations in his behavior. As long as he can achieve his goal, he can use any means, so He also recognized Song Qingshu’s approach from the bottom of his heart.

After all, it was a miscalculation this time. I didn’t expect that King Yi and Jia Sidao would join forces to find so many great masters. Otherwise, the cultivation of him and the wine monk would be enough to suppress the audience.

Now that he lost because he didn’t expect all this, of course he could afford to lose.

“I had a premonition that Shouyuan was approaching, so I don’t have too many regrets now,” Huang Chang looked calmly, looking at the woman in yellow beside him, “It’s just that my apprentice has a hard life, it was originally golden branches and jade leaves, but very small At that time, she was captured by the Jin people and used as a slave, thanks to me passing by and saving her.” The

woman in the yellow shirt choked a little: “Master’s great kindness and great virtue, Yingluo will always remember her in her heart.”

Huang Chang smiled and said to Song Qingshu: “Her status is embarrassing. Without my care in the future, it may not be easy to survive in Lin’an City. Since you are friends, help take care of her…”

He suddenly closed his mouth when he said this. , because he realized that the word “care” had many meanings, and it was as if he had entrusted her life to the other party, so he immediately changed his words: “Although she has studied the “Jiuyin Zhenjing”, she has not realized the real The essence, since you also know the “Nine Yin Classics” and are her friend, then please give her some pointers.” In the

past, Huang Chang’s family was all beheaded and killed by Ming Jiao people. Continued string,

when the martial arts are accomplished later, the age is also old, and there is no such mind, so all life is lonely, and there is no child.

Although the girl in the yellow shirt was nominally his apprentice, in his heart he loved her as his granddaughter.

I learned before that she and Song Qingshu were somewhat ambiguous, but Huang Chang was so angry that there was always a feeling that the hard-growing Chinese cabbage was being bullied by pigs.

It’s fine if it’s someone else, it’s not bad to be young, handsome and strong in martial arts, but Song Qingshu is a lecherous person. Let’s not talk about the rumors, the key is that he saw the other party sneak into the harem and hook up with concubines. Is the person a good match?

Huang Chang regarded the woman in yellow shirt as his granddaughter, and naturally didn’t want her to go to this troubled water, so he changed his tune in time, from taking care of him to teaching martial arts.

Regardless of the character of the surname Song for the time being, martial arts are first-class. With his guidance, the woman in yellow shirt is at least at the level of a grandmaster. Maybe there is still a chance to have a glimpse of the threshold of a great grandmaster. When the world is so big, who can bully it? she?

“Don’t worry, senior, I will do my best.” Song Qingshu replied solemnly.

“There are officials…” Huang Chang glanced at Zhao Gou in the distance, noticing that he was staring at Song Qingshu’s back with a bit of resentment in his eyes, he hesitated and swallowed the rest of the words back, “Forget it, there is nothing else, You can do it for yourself…”

After speaking, the look in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the others didn’t react. The monk fighting the wine and the monk sweeping the floor folded their hands together: “Amitabha~”

The woman in yellow finally realized that her master had passed away, and resisting the tears in her eyes, she suddenly grabbed the long sword on the ground and stabbed the sweeping monk beside her.

At this moment, Li Qingluo, who was standing beside the sweeping monk, used her cold sleeves to flick the acupoints, swung away the long sword in her hand, and frowned, “Why are you crazy!” The

yellow-shirted woman pointed at the sweeping monk and said angrily. “Master was obviously killed by his sneak attack, but now he came to Amitabha Buddha!”

Li Qingluo snorted: “On the battlefield, the winner or loser is based on ability, and I can’t blame my uncle.” The origin of the monk and the Xiaoyao sect, how could she protect each other.

Song Qingshu was in a dilemma. At this time, neither side was helping, and he couldn’t help but feel a big headache.

Fortunately, the wine-drinking monk spoke at this time: “Yingluo, this is a matter between our great masters. The other party has hatred for the country and the family, and his previous actions are understandable.”

“But…” The woman in yellow shirt wanted to say more, and the wine-drinking monk shook his head. Said: “When your master was dying, did he ask you to avenge him?”

“That’s not…” The yellow-shirted girl bit her lip, “But that’s because the master takes pity on his disciple and doesn’t want me to take risks.”

Dou Jiu The monk said in a serious tone: “In this case, are you worthy of his painstaking efforts to take the risk? If you want to become a demon and become a Buddha, you have to think twice.” Seeing that she was still a little angry, she had to transmit a voice and enter the secret: “Silly child, you are a monk who is sweeping the ground. Special, it is both a Shaolin monk and an elder of the Free Sect. These two sects are full of masters. If you kill him, the masters of these two sects will come to you endlessly in the future for revenge, not to mention that there are people who are protecting them now. You can’t kill him at all. Anyway, he is seriously injured and he will die soon, so why not let him live for two more days?”

Hearing his explanation, the woman in yellow shirt was relieved and said apologetically, “Thank you, senior, for your explanation. The

Dou Jiu monk nodded, got up and bowed to Zhao Gou from afar: “Official family, I have fulfilled my previous promise, and I have repaid the favor of the emperors of the Song Dynasty to our family. Now that the matter is over, I will leave. .”

“Master, you can’t leave me behind.” Zhao Gou was in a hurry. Now that all the guards around him were dead, and the last one of his own had to leave, how could he not panic.

The drinking monk shook his head: “I’m useless now, and it’s useless to stay. Now that the past karma has been paid back, it’s time to fulfill the old wish.

” The figure gradually disappeared in the mountain road, and his singing voice was faintly heard in the air: When did the

porridge go to eat?

Duyuan leather bags are difficult to treat.

Such a body is so ignorant that it only reaches the abdomen when it enters the throat, and in the blink of an eye, it is still hungry.

Only the monks did not care, and had to drink three cups slowly.

In winter, I still hang summer clothes. Although it looks ugly, my heart is not lost…

The sweeping monk on the side has a strange look on his face: “Amitabha, this state of mind and Buddhist attainments are far better than mine.”

Li Qingluo frowned and said, “Why? I listened to this lyric so vulgar?” The

floor sweeper smiled slightly without explaining, and after a long time he sighed: “This matter is over, I should leave.”

Li Qingluo hurriedly said: “Uncle, I will send you off. The

sweeping monk shook his head: “No need, if this stinky sack died on the side of the road, it would have deserved it.”

“But…” Li Qingluo wanted to say more, and the sweeping monk had already walked up to Song Qingshu: “Master Song, do you want to stop me?” Me?”

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but shook his head: “Back then, I was fortunate to have the senior’s guidance in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and I indirectly got what I am today. How can I embarrass the senior.”

“The cause of the past, the fruit of today…” The monk sighed, “Don’t worry, Master Song, I won’t reveal anything about today’s affairs.”

Seeing him leaving, Song Qingshu laughed dumbly.

However, he is also a little strange. The other party’s breath… It seems that the injury is not as serious as he imagined, but after the great master hit his heart with all his strength, how can he save his life?

Song Qingshu was at a loss when he suddenly heard Zhao Gou shout: “Yingluo, kill the chaotic minister and the thief Wang Xiefeng for me.” It turned out that he saw the wine-fighting monk and the floor-sweeping monk leaving one after another, and he was worried that Wang Chongyang would also be released, so he called out in advance.

It’s just that he has no one available now, only the woman in yellow shirt is brother and sister to him, and should be on the same front.

The woman in yellow frowned upon hearing this. Unlike the floor sweeper, Master was not injured in Wang Chongyang’s hands after all, and he and Master were good friends. When he started, he was really a little ruthless.

“Official family, he was seriously injured, and he has not had a few months to live.” The woman in the yellow shirt had no choice but to answer.

“How can he die so cheaply if he commits trouble? Not to mention that he will live for a few more months?” Zhao Gou’s face was a little distorted. If it was on weekdays, he would never be so rude, but this time he felt that he had a seamless plan. In the end, he fell short, and then he was completely a waste again. His heart defense was finally defeated, so now he seemed a little hysterical, “Why don’t you go quickly?” The

woman in yellow shirt was reluctant, but it was not good to refute the emperor’s face in public, so Standing there looking embarrassed.

Wang Chongyang laughed: “Forget it

, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com Chongyang is not weaker than others in his life. Even Jia Sidao doesn’t want to die in the hands of others. How can I die in the hands of you, a foolish lord.”

He pointed his finger at his dead point. He was a master of the Yang Finger. If this finger hits, there is absolutely no reason.

Song Qingshu was shocked, not to mention that the two of them once had a friendship, but to say that the other party’s personality and aspirations were very angry with him, how could he let him fall like this?

Just as he was about to rescue him, a white shadow suddenly flashed past, and with a flick of his wrist, it directly blocked Wang Chongyang’s fingers.

The people around were startled. Although Wang Chongyang was seriously injured, after all, he was the cultivation base of the great master. Who could stop this unpredictable move so easily?

He hurriedly looked around and saw a man in a white shirt standing by Wang Chongyang’s side holding his wrist. He was slender and graceful. He was obviously a woman, with a lightly flowing skirt and fluttering like a fairy. He seemed to be in his forties. She is very beautiful, but her eyebrows reach into her temples, and there is a faint murderous aura in the corners of her eyes.

The man in the white shirt sneered again and again. Although his voice was pleasant, the meaning of his words was full of ridicule: “You have a temperament that requires face and suffering, I didn’t expect that you can’t change it when you are about to die.”

[End of this Chapter]