Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 439

[Chapter 438 Proposal]

“The time hasn’t come yet. Saying it will only add to the troubles.” Song Qingshu shook his head slightly, with a clear sense of rejection in his tone.

Duan Yanqing’s face was gloomy and uncertain, he hesitated for a long time and finally snorted: “That Duan will wait until the time is right to ask the son.” It is no wonder that he was depressed. There is nothing he can do, who will let him beat the other side.

Seeing Duan Yanqing’s return without success, Ye Erniang knew that she couldn’t ask any more questions, but her mother’s nature still let her try: “Song Gongzi, I don’t know what you said last time about my miserable child…”

Song Qingshu faintly Yixiao: “I can only tell you that he is alive and well now, and he has also learned martial arts.” Since Xuzhu was sent by the Shaolin Temple to participate in the election of the Golden Snake King, it is obvious that the monks of the Shaolin Temple are very confident in his martial arts. Thinking about it, even if he didn’t get the true inheritance of the Xiaoyao School like the original book, his current martial arts might not be bad.

Ye Erniang was instantly overjoyed. Although she couldn’t find out her son’s whereabouts, she was satisfied to know that her son was safe and sound. Seeing that Duan Yanqing and others had gone far, Ye Erniang hurriedly chased after them.

“Thank you so much for your kindness and virtue!”

Watching Ye Erniang leave with great gratitude, Zhou Zhiruo’s eyebrows trembled, “You won’t let this kind of woman go, right?”

Song Qingshu was drinking Cha, almost choked to death in one breath, suddenly said angrily: “Am I that kind of person?”

Zhou Zhiruo pouted: “I see it.”

Thinking of her own bad deeds, Song Qingshu laughed a few times awkwardly: “It’s just a lost person. The poor mother of the child is nothing more than a poor mother.” Although Ye Erniang in this world steals a child every day, she will return it after playing for a day, not as frantic as in a certain version of the original book, so Song Qingshu did not feel sorry for her.

“Brother Song’s husband and wife, Qin Se and Ming, are so envious of my brother.” An old man walked slowly, obviously several dozen feet away when he spoke, and he stood firmly in front of Song Qing’s writing after the last word. He was tall and had a deep nose. Eyes, face must be brown, who is it if it’s not Ouyang Feng?

Now Ouyang Feng is sane, his messy head has been neatly groomed, and he looks very powerful.

You and Zhou Zhiruo are like shit, and the vinegar jar has been turned over…

Song Qingshu was full of slanders, but there was a smile on his face: “Mr. Ouyang seems to have improved his cultivation.”

Ouyang Feng looked strange: “Who can compare to you freak in terms of the progress of martial arts, I heard that you are going to participate. This time the game of the Golden Snake King?”

Song Qingshu sneered: “I have nothing to do, just play.”

Ouyang Feng smiled knowingly: “I heard that the good people at the Golden Snake Conference set up a bet, since Brother Song wants to participate, I am sure The emphasis is on my brother.”

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: “Your adopted son Yang Guo will also attend this conference.”

Seeing him mention Yang Guo, a cold light flashed in Ouyang Feng’s eyes, but he quickly covered it up: “Then I don’t know where he learned a new way of martial arts, but he has some power, but he still lacks time and lack of fire, of course he is not my brother’s opponent.”

The Han Mang in Ouyang Feng’s eyes did not hide from Song Qingshu, he thought for a second. Then I guessed Ouyang Feng’s thoughts. In the past, Ouyang Ke died at the hands of Yang Kang, and Yang Guo looked like Yang Kang. When Ouyang Feng was delirious, of course he was filial to his father and son. Now that he wakes up, he sees Yang Guo again. The face is a bit stuck in the throat.

However, listening to his tone, I have already met Yang Guo in advance. I am afraid that this time Yang Guo participated in the election of the Golden Snake King, and there should be a shadow of Jin Guo behind it. I just don’t know why Yang Guo is willing to work hard for them because of his maddened temper.

“Brother, you and I will reminisce someday, I still have a grudge here.” Ouyang Feng grinned, turned around and approached Huang Rong.

“Huang family girl, you are making this old man so hard!” Looking at Huang Rong, Ouyang Feng said through gritted teeth.

Although Huang Rong is now a married woman,

But Ouyang Feng called her girl, but there was no dissonance at all.

No wonder Ouyang Feng is so jealous, he is one of the five best in the world, but Huang Rong has made him not like a ghost or a ghost for more than ten years.

Seeing Ouyang Feng’s arrival, Huang Rong’s face changed continuously. Although her dog-fighting skills were extremely proficient over the years, she was still far behind a master like Ouyang Feng. Now Brother Jing is not around…

But Huang Rong’s eyes fell on her.

The representatives of the Shaolin Wudang Chongyang Palace, who were seated nearby, could not help but feel confident, knowing that they would definitely not sit by and watch Ouyang Feng commit the murder.

“It turned out to be Ouyang Shibo. I haven’t seen him for many years. Shibo’s style is better than that of the past. How could he be harmed.” Huang Rong stood up with a smile, and the hand holding the dog-beating stick tightened subconsciously.

“Humph!” Ouyang Feng took his face into consideration. He couldn’t say that he was driven mad by her casual words. He glanced at the crowd in Shaolin Wutang not far away, and Ouyang Feng couldn’t help but weigh in his heart.

The bull noses of Chongyang Palace can naturally be ignored, but the two of the Wudang faction are like everyone. Chongyang is much better.

And Shaolin Temple is that great monk, his eyes are bright and introverted, the whole person is like a glaring vajra there, and it is not a good stubble.

“The gift from the past will be rewarded by the old man.” Ouyang Feng was also quite decisive. After weighing it, he left a sentence and came to Song Qingshu.

“I said buddy, when did you become the kind of person who only speaks harshly?” Song Qingshu couldn’t help teasing.

Ouyang Feng’s face turned red, and he couldn’t help but snorted coldly, “If it wasn’t for that fellow Xiao Feng walking over here, how could this old man be like this?”

Song Qingshu was stunned, and when he turned around, he saw that Xiao Feng was leading Yan Yun Shi .

The Eight Horsemen walked straight to Huang Rong, and Song Qingshu couldn’t help but realize that although Xiao Feng is now the king of the Southern Academy of Liao Kingdom, he is from a beggar gang and is extremely chivalrous.

“Brother Song, is the agreement on Shenlong Island still considered?” Ouyang Feng suddenly asked.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: “Of course it does.”

A strange smile appeared on Ouyang Feng’s face: “What do you think Huang Rong’s mother-in-law looks like?”

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, and couldn’t help but look at the two people on the side. Female, Zhou Zhiruo was chatting with other representatives of the prestigious family, and Zeng Rou was also discussing something with the people sent from Wangwu. She had no time to talk about it, and hurriedly said in a low voice: “The beauty of the country, the best among young women.”

Ouyang Feng smiled: ” I knew you were good, otherwise, you and I would take action

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the same time, you help me stop Xiao Feng, I will capture Huang Rong, and turn her back and leave her to you to be a bed-warming girl?” r1o58

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