Chapter 1196 Poignant Blood Fog

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Song Qingshu couldn't stop hearing it, these people were really cruel enough: "But what if you provoke a war between Mongolia and the Song Dynasty?"

"Young master, please rest assured," the leader replied, "This time the matter is unknown, we have already made arrangements in advance, all clues point to the Jin Kingdom, and even if the Ruyang Palace sends someone to investigate, it will only be The use of soldiers against Jin Guo is just to let them eat dogs."

Song Qingshu was full of emotion when he heard it. An official in the Southern Song Dynasty was not good at fighting, but he was a first-class expert in conspiracy and tricks. Jia Sidao and Wan Chengyu were political enemies. I didn't expect the two of them to go together. The only difference is that One tried to provoke the Mengjin War, and the other tried to provoke the MengSong War.

Their conversation was heard clearly by Zhao Min who was not far away, and in a fit of anger, he couldn't help but scolded the two elders of Xuanming: "It's because you two broke the big thing, and now the only hope is gone. "

Lu Zhangke glanced at Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang who were also captured, and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's dead, it's better to have a few beauties on Huangquan Road than to be alone on the road." Because Zhao Min Yuwei is still there, even now With this kind of sobriety, he didn't dare to attack her, only Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang were mentioned in his mouth.

Song Qingshu just heard what Luzhangke said, and couldn't help laughing: "Who said they would accompany you on the Huangquan Road?" As he spoke, he walked over, holding Zhou Zhiruo with his left hand and Zhao Min with his right, feeling the tender bodies of the two of them. The amazing softness came, and he deliberately showed a lustful and soulful expression: "How can I be willing to kill these two beautiful beauties."

Being hugged by him, Zhou Zhiruo was fine. After all, she knew his identity, but seeing him hug Zhao Min in front of her, she was still very angry. If she hadn't been worried about revealing his identity, she would have pounced on him and bit him hard. One mouthful.

Zhao Min's eyebrows were about to stand up, and she scolded: "Take off your dirty hands!"

"What if I don't take it away?" As if to confirm his own words, Song Qingshu slid his fingers across her face as he spoke, in a very frivolous manner.

"It's really smoother than egg whites. Tender." Song Qingshu secretly admired.

Zhao Min stared at him stubbornly, her eyes full of murderous intent, before she had time to attack, Zhou Zhiruo, who was beside her, said angrily, "Don't touch her!"

Song Qingshu conditioned reflexes to say, "Do you want me to touch you if you don't touch her?" As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he secretly screamed, he was so involved in the drama that he forgot her identity at that moment.

Zhou Zhiruo also blushed. Who knew that she sat up straight, straightened her chest, and pursed her lips and snorted, "If your hands really can't be idle, just touch me."

Seeing the petty temper between their husband and wife, the blue phoenix next to him wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he had to turn his head away, holding back extremely hard.

Zhao Min didn't know the reason. Seeing her former rival taking care of herself, she couldn't help being moved: "Zhiruo, why are you being so kind to me?"

Noticing the strange eyes of the people around, Zhou Zhiruo also realized that the behavior just now was a little illogical, worried about revealing Song Qingshu's identity, and hurriedly explained: "Hmph, it's just the favor you reminded me to leave, I don't like it. I owe favors, especially yours, Zhao Min."

Who knows that Zhao Min is still smiling like a flower: "I suddenly found that sometimes you are quite cute."

Zhou Zhiruo spat, turned her head away and ignored her.

Song Qingshu laughed: "That's right, sisters should unite and love each other, and this young master of the province will worry about things in the harem in the future."

"Shut up!" The two women glared at him in unison.

"Cough cough..." The leader of the man in black couldn't bear to see how he kept teasing the two girls, and couldn't help but reminded, "We should get out of here as soon as possible, and when we go back to the island, the young master can do whatever he wants. ."

"Of course, of course." Song Qingshu was thinking about how to get out of trouble while coping.

"The rain has almost stopped outside, let's get ready to go." The black-clothed leader began to arrange for his companions to escort Zhao Min and the others. When passing by Song Qingshu, he suddenly stopped and looked at him strangely, "Master, why do you have a smile on your face? mask."

As soon as he said these words, Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang froze, and a heart was raised in their throats.

Song Qingshu was not in a hurry, pointed at Zhou Zhiruo not far away and said, "It's not that this woman cut me off, worried that others would find out my identity, and put a mask on my head on purpose. I don't know about her mask. No matter how you design it, you can't take it off no matter how you pick it, why don't you help me take a look."

"Alright," the leader walked over without worrying about him, still holding the Yitian Sword that Zhou Zhiruo had just dropped in his hand, "It really doesn't work and there is this Yitian Sword that is as sharp as iron, don't worry, Young Master."

The man came to Song Qing's writing and put the Yitian Sword aside: "Young Master, sit down first, I will take a good look at how this mask is designed."

"No problem." Song Qingshu took advantage of the situation to sit down, but his eyes secretly calculated the distribution of those people in black.

"Let's take a look," the black-clothed leader leaned over Song Qingshu's head and looked at it carefully, "Hey, this mask seems to..."

He had doubts in his heart, just as he was about to say something, his chest suddenly felt cold, and he looked down in disbelief, only to see Jia Baoyu poking two fingers above his heart, and the sharp sword qi destroyed him in an instant. The vitality in his body, just when the lightning flashed, reappeared in his mind, he finally understood something, and wanted to remind his companions, but unfortunately he was powerless.

"What happened?" Although Song Qing

Shu moved as carefully as possible, but there were top experts in the field, and the murderous aura at that moment was still faintly captured by them, and they couldn't help but look here.

Song Qingshu's figure suddenly moved, and the flaming bonfire in the middle seemed to be blown by a strong wind, blasting sparks flying all over the sky and filling the entire ruined temple, causing the light to flicker.

Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang were okay. After all, they were mentally prepared. Zhao Min and the others were taken aback. So sticky that they couldn't see or hear anything.

It seemed like a century had passed, and it seemed like only a moment, the surrounding air finally returned to normal, Zhao Min was panting heavily, only to feel that her whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and the heavy and rapid breathing beside her made her know who was next to her without looking. The King Kong Sect Master and Xuan Ming's two elders are not much better than her.

The flying sparks gradually dissipated, and Zhao Min finally saw the scene not far away.

Except for the leader of the man in black, who was kneeling on the ground and drooping his head, the other seventeen men in black all glared angrily, as if a young man with flying long hair was surrounded by fierce tigers ready to go.

That man's sword-brow and star-shaped eyes seemed to always have a nasty and sultry smile on the corner of his mouth. It wasn't Song Qingshu or who was it! It turned out that the mask on his face couldn't stand the murderous aura that erupted at that moment, and he didn't know where it was scattered for a long time.

Seeing that the seventeen men in black were about to pounce, as if they could be torn to shreds in an instant, Zhao Min was anxious and blurted out: "Be careful, these people are very...very..."

She was suddenly speechless in shock, because she had noticed that Song Qingshu was holding the Yitian Sword that shone with cold light in his hand, and there was a drop of bright blood on the tip of the sword.

As if being shaken by her sound waves, the necks of the men in black burst into a cloud of blood mist, and under the reflection of the firelight, bright and eerie rainbows could be faintly seen.

The blood mist spewed out, and the men in black seemed to have been drained of their strength and fell to the ground limply. Only then did Zhao Min see the eyes of those people. Horrified and… unbelievable.

The King Kong Sect Master and the second elder Xuanming had their jaws falling to the ground. They had personally experienced the martial arts of these mysterious black-clothed masters before. The second elder Xuanming could only deal with one black-clothed man. The King Kong Sect master was better. , barely able to deal with two or three, but there are eighteen opponents, and they don't follow the rules of the rivers and lakes.

But now these eighteen terrifying masters were instantly killed in front of them! And throughout the whole process, like Zhao Min, they couldn't see anything at all.

Song Qingshu untied Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang, and came to Zhao Min, looking at her red lips that could not close together, smiled slightly: "We meet again."

Zhao Min's face turned red, she was born in Mongolia, and her personality was bold and enthusiastic, it was difficult to show that coy little daughter's attitude on weekdays, but her heart was pounding because of the other party's smile. With a sigh: "This bastard smiles at me like this every time, but he is finally picked on by him."

But in front of Zhou Zhiruo, she naturally wouldn't admit anything, she took a deep breath to calm down her turbulent mood, and just pretended to say naturally: "You lied to me so hard, the dignified Golden Snake King is willing to pretend to be one. The useless bastard with oily noodles and noodles."

She has already seen the clothes on Song Qingshu's body at this moment. Before contacting her, she still didn't understand what was going on.

Song Qingshu stretched out her hand to lift her chin, and looked at her incomparably beautiful face up close: "A woman is too smart, sometimes it's not a good thing."

Being so frivolous by him, Zhao Min didn't have time to think about the meaning of his words, bit her red lips and replied in a greasy voice, "Aren't you afraid that she will be angry with me if you treat me like this in front of Zhou's sister?"

Who knew that Zhou Zhiruo, who was on the side, smiled even happier than her: "How could I be jealous of a woman who is about to die."

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