Chapter 121: A Beautiful Mission

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"Don't think that I don't know what you're thinking about. If you keep rolling your eyes, believe it or not, I'll dig them out?" Dongfang Muxue's face turned cold, with a look of hesitation.

"Xin Xin Xin," Song Qingshu nodded hastily, "but Lan Fenghuang really doesn't need it anymore. Although she is indeed very mature and beautiful, I still prefer to do it myself, to be well-dressed and well-fed."

"Forget it, since you don't like it, then it's up to you." Dongfang Muxue's voice suddenly turned serious, "But Lan Phoenix, you can refuse, but you have to help me get a woman."

"Who is it?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.

"The saint of the Sun and Moon Sect." Dongfang Muxue said lightly.

"Ren Yingying?" Song Qingshu asked suspiciously.

"It's not her, although I need you to help me deal with her in the near future, but it's not yet. Ren Yingying is the saint of the Sun and Moon Sect, this is the saint, who was recently assigned to Heimuya by the Ming Sect's main altar. That old dog, in order to seize the throne, even handed over the centuries-old foundation of the Divine Sect." Dongfang Muxue sneered.

"Ren Woxing is also a hero of a generation, and this is probably not his original intention. It is estimated that he is good at abacus. With his martial arts combined with Xiang Wentian and Linghu Chong, there is really no need to be afraid of bringing wolves into the room, but it's a pity that people's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations. In the last battle at Heimuya, all three of them were seriously injured in your hands, making them unable to resist Zhang Wuji's forces entering Heimuya." Song Qingshu pondered for a moment, and then deduced Ren Woxing's original idea.

"That's right," Dongfang Muxue apparently agreed with his conjecture, "but it's easy to ask God, but I can't just sit back and watch Zhang Wuji take full control of Heimuya. That new saint must be the spokesperson of the Ming sect to Heimuya. , Over time, it will inevitably be full of wings and will be difficult to eradicate. That's why you need to break the chastity of this saint while the Mingjiao forces are not stable. First, you can delay the invasion of Mingjiao forces, and secondly, you can also destroy Zhang Wuji and Ren Ren. My relationship, let them bite the dog."

"There are many ways to destroy the relationship between the two. Why do you want me to do such a rude thing?" Song Qingshu said depressedly, extremely reluctant in his heart.

Dongfang Muxue glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "Nothing else is effective in destroying the chastity of the saint. You must know that the saint of Mingjiao must keep her body like a jade for the rest of her life. If she lost her chastity because of her love for other men, Then she will accept the punishment of burning her body; if other men use force to steal her chastity, it will be the greatest insult to Mingjiao, even more serious than the killing of the leader. So once you break the chastity of the saint in Heimuya , as the master's Ren Wo Xing, there is no way to escape the relationship, and under pressure, Zhang Wuji may directly and Ren Wo Xing will never die."

"Ren Woxing is at best a poorly protected person, and the Ming Cult will be with him forever. Then I, the murderer, can't be hunted down by hundreds of thousands of Ming Cult members all over the world?" Song Qingshu made up his mind, he would not do such a dangerous thing. Dry.

"According to legend, someone saw Zhang Wuji and the Emei head of your family living together in the same room for a long time..." Dongfang Muxue said gloatingly.

"Needless to say, I'll go!" Song Qingshu said with a dark face.

"Looking at your reluctance," the red shadow flashed, Dongfang Muxue appeared in front of Song Qing's writing, and stretched out a green jade finger to tick his chin, "Although the saints of the Ming Cult have many rules, there is one point. The advantage—she must be a one-of-a-kind beauty, although this task is a bit more expensive, but the process is extremely fragrant."

Song Qing's face twitched, and she broke free from her teasing, and said angrily, "If that's the case, why don't you go out in person? You can handle Lan Fenghuang, and it's not difficult to break the body of that saint."

"Humph!" The breeze blew, and Dongfang Muxue lay on the throne of the palace again, "You think I don't want to? If I were a man, it would be your turn for such good things? Although I have a way to clean her up. Obedient, but after all...after all, it can't be compared with your men."

"Okay," Song Qingshu couldn't hide the smile on his face, "What's the name of that saint, do you have any relevant information?"

Noticing the sarcasm on Song Qingshu's face, Dongfang Muxue's face shuddered, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't know, that saint was not a member of the Ming Cult at first, it seemed like she appeared out of nowhere, and my subordinates have no knowledge of her origins. I know, so you can only use your skills, but I have confidence in you, it shouldn't be difficult to capture her Benimaru."

"This is not my major, don't act like I seem to be very good at this." Song Qingshu heard a black line and felt that it was necessary to discuss this issue with her.

"Really? Your Qinggong is unparalleled in the world. Compared with me, it is not too much. It is suitable to steal incense and jade when the night is dark and windy. Moreover, it is said that people who practice the joy of meditation will give in all over their bodies when they exercise. The woman's body is softened, and the scent of ecstasy, no, even the medicine is saved," Dongfang Muxue stretched out her fingers and counted them one by one, "And last time you rescued the little widow of the Yuan family in the palace, Even I can't see any flaws in the disguise technique you use. If you pretend to be a woman's lover or husband, which woman can prevent it? Oh, by the way, if I remember correctly, there seems to be a Move your soul... tsk tsk tsk, it's a waste if you don't become a prostitute."

"Hit people without slapping their face, and expose people without exposing their shortcomings... You can know these things yourself, but don't go out and talk nonsense," Song Qingshu came to her side with a sullen face, and lightly tapped her shoulders, "My good sister, These are all my trump cards, please don't say it."

"Now that we are allies, I naturally won't do anything unfavorable. If one day you are my enemy, hehe..." Feeling that the opponent's strength was just right, Dongfang Muxue sighed comfortably.

a sound.

"Sister, we have such a good relationship, how can there be a day when we will be hostile?" Song Qingshu accelerated the frequency of thumping his shoulders and hesitated for a moment. I'm really not sure how effective the effect is. Will the effect be discounted because of the opponent's different skills... Sister, your martial arts are so high, can you let me experiment..."

Before Song Qingshu could finish speaking, he felt that his hands were empty, Dongfang Muxue had appeared several meters away, looking at himself with a cold face: "I can warn you, don't use that thing on me, or I will let you too. Accompany me to practice the Sunflower Collection."

Song Qingshu only felt a chill between his legs, subconsciously tightened, and smirked: "No, no, unless my sister asks for it."

"Huh?" Dongfang Muxue glared at him with wide eyes.

"Wrong, wrong..." Song Qingshu coughed awkwardly.

"Since I know you're wrong, I'll punish you to set off to Heimuya now." Dongfang Muxue said coldly.

"Now?" Song Qingshu forgot to look out the window, it was almost evening, "But I just came back from Tibet after a long journey!"

"Otherwise?" Dongfang Muxue gave him a white look, "If you arrive at Heimuya a day earlier, the probability of success will be much higher, and you should be eager to seek revenge for Zhang Wuji. Helping me means helping yourself."

"But..." In the past few days, Song Qingshu and Qu Feiyan, Zhongling and Zhongling, are like a newly married couple. The two girls tasted the love of fish and water for the first time. Although their mouths were shy, they were very willing to cooperate with him physically. Song Qingshu was like an emperor. Enjoy, naturally a little reluctant.

As soon as he saw his expression, Dongfang Muxue understood what he was thinking, and could not help but said coldly: "Since ancient times, Wenrou Township has been a tomb of heroes, you should also know very well how people who do great things can be fettered by the love of their children. "

"Sister said," Song Qingshu was also a little embarrassed. In recent days, he has been a little too happy, and sometimes even forgot his long-term plans.

"You can rest assured, Qu Feiyan is my apprentice, I will take good care of her, strive to improve her martial arts, and finally become your helper. As for Zhong Ling, I have asked Lan Phoenix to teach the five poisons. You will teach her all the unique skills, and in the future, she will be named the saint of the Five Poison Sect... Uh, the saint of the Ming sect, the saint of the Sun and Moon Sect, plus the saint of the Five Poison Sect, it seems that you can call her the 'Saints Collection' in the future. Home." Dongfang Muxue laughed as she spoke.

"I think the 'Holy Knight' is a little more powerful," Song Qingshu scratched his hair, "but it doesn't matter, as long as it's not a 'leftover female collector'."

"Holy Knight? Really tasteless." Dongfang Muxue was stunned, unable to understand his pun, and waved his hand, "Go on your way, you don't have to say goodbye to them, I will pass the message on your behalf. I wish you the best of luck. Immediately to success, the joy is boundless."

"This blessing is too much..." Song Qingshu was still complaining before leaving.

Seeing Song Qingshu disappearing outside the hall, Dongfang Muxue stood in the hall, pondering for a while, and finally sighed and walked towards the back of the hall.

"See Master Feifei!" Qu Feiyan was already waiting in the room, and when she saw Dongfang Muxue walking in, she hurriedly bowed.

Dongfang Muxue didn't answer, and walked straight to her, raised her chin, stared at her face for a while, and said with admiration, "As expected, I still feel pity, no wonder he still remembered it before he left."

Qu Feiyan was stared at by her in such a posture, and she was so nervous that she did not dare to meet her eyes. When she heard her words, she said in surprise, "Brother Song is gone?"

"Well, I sent him to help me with something, you probably won't see him any time soon." Dongfang Muxue walked to the side of the couch, lay down on her side, and hooked her fingers at Qu Feiyan, "Feifei , come and help me squeeze my shoulders."

Qu Feiyan hesitated for a moment, standing still.

"Why, when I have a lover, I forgot my master. You didn't help me press down before?" Dongfang Muxue glanced at her.

"Feifei dare not." Qu Feiyan walked slowly to her side and pinched for her.

After pinching for a long time, Dongfang Muxue put her arms around her waist, hugged her into his arms, and looked down.

Qu Feiyan was shocked, struggled for a moment, where did he move, and asked fearfully, "Master, you...what do you want to do?"

"Feifei, would you like to accompany Master tonight?" A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Dongfang Muxue's mouth.

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