Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 2087

Song Qingshu was stunned. He never thought that the fire of war would suddenly burn on him. The people of Southern Song Dynasty also looked at him with suspicious eyes.

Xue Baochai pulled his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "have you ever offended her?"

Song Qingshu shakes his head uncertainly: "I don't think so."

"Why not?" Xue pan patted his head as if he thought of something. "I just said why she looked so familiar. Last time we met her in the building, you touched her chest?"

"Er ~" Xue Pan's voice was very loud. When people around him heard the resentment, they all looked very strange. His face was full of shame and annoyance.

"You man Xue Baochai spat lightly. There was a layer of gratitude and resentment. No wonder people named him. In this era, such behavior is no different from that of a prostitute.

Don't say that others hate him, even the girl in yellow shirt glared at him in disgust.

"That time was totally unintentional, just by chance..." Song Qingshu didn't know who he was explaining it to.

Xue Baochai had no choice but to go forward and say to Wanyan Chongjie, "what happened before was just a misunderstanding. I hope you don't take it seriously. As for today's conflict, we are both wrong. How about taking a step back? "

Mo said that she and Jia Baoyu's relations, even if changes in the troop any person, she also will not let the Jin person take away.

Wanyan heavy Festival snorted: "if I don't retreat?"

Before Xue Baochai could answer, Huang shannu said directly, "let's see the truth." She had always hated the people of the Jin Dynasty. If her reason had not prevailed, she might have taken the initiative to fight against them. She would like to be provoked by them, so that she could explain herself when she returned home.

Wanyan Chongjie sat on the horse and looked down at her: "don't rely on that you are the woman of song Qingshu, I really dare not move you."

"I have nothing to do with song!" The yellow dress girl's always pale face is now more than three points red, I don't know is angry or ashamed, but suddenly thought of something, a playful smile appeared on her face, "you care so much, you can't be jealous."

"I have nothing to do with him about what vinegar I eat." Wanyan heavy Festival mouth denied, but between the eyebrows there is a happy style.

"He? Which one is he? I didn't say who it was The yellow dress girl's mood has gradually calmed down.

Looking at the quarrel between the two girls, Xue pan couldn't help sighing: "Song Qingshu is really a model of our generation. I used to hear about his romantic affairs and think that there are so many beautiful women in the world. I didn't expect to see them fighting for him today."

"You don't talk, no one thinks you're dumb!" The Yellow shirted girl turned her head and glared at him. Wanyan Chongjie also raised her whip. She was eager to try. Xue pan didn't deliberately suppress her voice, but naturally heard it with their skill.

Song Qingshu was in a strange mood at this time. People said that he scolded baldness in front of a monk, but what's the current situation? Listening to other people compliment and admire themselves behind their backs, how can this feeling be a little... Cool.

"Come on, stop fooling around." Song Qingshu can't help but send a message into the secret to remind Wanyan Chongjie that when he was in Lin'an City, he saved each other as Jia Baoyu, so she must know her identity, otherwise she would not deliberately name herself. As for Ouyang Feng on one side, it's probably known from his look.

Wanyan heavy Festival small mouth a pout, but no reaction, as if nothing heard in general.

Song Qingshu has a headache. This little girl won't really mess around.

He was worried that her sudden rise would lead to a real scuffle between the two sides. At this time, he suddenly heard an angry voice: "who is making trouble here?"

Song Qingshu looked back and found that a group of Xixia warriors came here. The four villains were the first.

"Our Lord has sent us to welcome you." Duan Yanqing glanced around the hall and guessed something, but he pretended that nothing had happened and arched his hands to the crowd with his bintie staff.

It is the so-called hand not to smile people, other people's owners have come forward, they these foreign guests naturally not good, really fight.

"I've always heard that ventriloquism is full of evil. It's unique in the world. Today I see it. It's really extraordinary." Ouyang Feng said with a smile.

Duan Yanqing's face was still proud, but he could not help showing surprise and fear: "Mr. Ouyang?"

Ouyang Feng said with a smile: "it's rare for anyone to remember me after leaving the western regions for so many years."

Duan Yanqing showed a more ugly smile than crying: "Mr. Ouyang is famous all over the world, and who will forget."

After a while of greetings, Duan Yanqing said, "please wait a moment. Let's deal with the matter first."

Perhaps he was worried that the public would feel upset by being left out. He then explained, "the princess is going to recruit his son-in-law. The emperor orders the experts of the first class hall to make a tour around and forbid others to make trouble. But the prince of Tubo was unreasonable. He sent people to guard the four main roads of Xixia. No one else was allowed to recruit his son-in-law. Only his son was allowed to recruit. We have killed more than ten Tubo warriors all the way. " As he said this, he looked at the two burly warriors guarding the mountain road, with their faces exposed.

All of a sudden, it turned out that the guard was a Tibetan warrior. They were curious and followed.

Seeing such a large group of people approaching, the Tibetan warriors frowned, but they didn't have much fear. The terrain here is very dangerous. It can be said that one man is in charge of the pass, and no matter how many people there are, they can't do it.

The leading man said: "Prince zongzan of Tubo has an order: this pass will be closed for ten days, and it will open again after the Mid Autumn Festival in August. Before the Mid Autumn Festival, women can't live without men, monks can't live without customs, old and young can't live without death! It's called "four over four."

Lu Shidao sneered: "what's the truth?"

The man said in a loud voice: "truth, truth! Lao Tzu's Bronze hammer and Lao Tzu's iron pestle are the truth. Zongzan's words are the truth. You are a man, neither a monk nor an old man. If you want to pass, you have to be a dead man. "

LV Shidao was very angry, but he was not in a hurry to come out when he thought there were so many people here.

Duan Yanqing also snorted coldly: "we are from the first class Hall of Xixia. The Lord of the country has an order. No one is allowed to make trouble during the princess's recruitment period. Please step back quickly, and we won't investigate."

The man said proudly, "your Lord has orders, and so do our Lord, but your Lord's orders can't control us."

"To die!" The four villains are not good-natured people. Hearing this, ye erniang raised her right hand and hissed. Several diamond darts shot at the two men. He only heard two claps, and saw the darts shot into the chest of the two men, but they were as good as nothing.

Seeing this, Xue Baochai was shocked: "is it the King Kong of Shaolin? But it's not so easy to practice this magic skill. "

Song Qingshu explained, "it should be leather armor."

"I see." Xue Baochai nodded. Suddenly, she was stunned and looked at him unexpectedly.

At this time, the man with the pestle yelled: "the smelly woman who put the concealed weapon!" Stretch out big hand, pull to leaf Er Niang.

Ye Er Niang's face sank, and she shot several arrows, flying directly to the other side's head and eyes. It's a pity that the big man put the iron pestle in front of his face and counted all the concealed weapons. As for the other concealed weapons that hit their bodies, they were all like stones sinking into the sea.

The big man swept the iron pestle in his hand. When ye Er Niang was in a hurry, she held up her sword in front of her body. When she touched it, she was knocked back. The other party's divine power took advantage of the weapon, which hurt Ye Er Niang.

"Hum!"

An iron staff with a handle stabbed from the slope, and Duan Yanqing finally shot!

With a loud bang, the iron pestle in the big man's hand suddenly couldn't be grasped. It flew to the grass, and his registered permanent residence was full of blood.

Duan Yanqing's iron stick didn't stay at all, just like the maggot of tarsal bone stabbing at the big man's throat. The big man's Qi and blood were churning tightly, so he couldn't force it.

Seeing the blood splashing on the spot, there was a shout with abundant internal power: "who dares to hurt my Tubo warrior!"