Chapter 2132 Sly Woman

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"Your Highness!" A group of people turned pale in shock, and hurried to help him up. According to the Khan's method of governing the army, if something happened to Xu Liewu, none of the guards would want to live.

"Whatever help me, go after me!" Xu Liewu pushed the crowd away angrily, only to feel that his face was hot, and he couldn't see clearly with one eye, but he didn't have the time to deal with it at this time, he just wanted to keep the mysterious Assassin smashes to pieces.

The guards looked strange and almost didn't laugh. It turned out that Xu Liewu's usual handsome face had a large red mark at this time, the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken, and blood was flowing on his face. His eyes were swollen like steamed buns, as if he had been punched directly, how could he still be handsome and mighty on weekdays? Instead, it looked funny.

But how dare these people really laugh, Xu Liewu is angry at this time, if he finds that he is laughed at by his subordinates, he will not be the man who has been made a new generation of "God's Whip" by Western countries.

Feeling so uncomfortable, after getting his order, a group of people hurriedly chased out, for fear that the stoked smile on their faces would be discovered.

It's just that with Song Qingshu's peerless skill, he has long since drifted away, so how can these people catch up.

"I only gave him a brick, will it be too cheap for him?" Song Qingshu was thinking about it at this moment, the tile just before he left was naturally shot by him on purpose, Xu Liewu publicly molested Yelu Nanxian before. , I have to teach him a lesson. The wounds on his face now look like he was beaten. The Mongolians pay so much attention to face, so he must have no face and run out of arrogance in a short time.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving your life." Mrs. Zhen sat leaning against the tree for a while, and finally regained her breath, and looked at the man in front of her curiously. He was tall and straight in his entire life. Judging from his skin and hair, he should still be very young. It's a pity that his face is covered, so he can't see his appearance.

"Can you move freely?" Song Qingshu planned to part ways after she regained her mobility.

Mrs. Zhen rolled her eyes, as if she had guessed what he was thinking, so she put her hand on her forehead and murmured, "I was given medicine by the Mongolians before, and I was seriously injured. At this time, I have no strength."

Song Qingshu sneered: "When you attacked Xu Liewu just now, you couldn't see any signs of lack of energy."

Knowing that her trick was discovered, Mrs. Zhen blushed slightly, but she immediately regained her composure: "Since your Excellency sneaked into Xuliewu's palace late at night, you are obviously also an enemy of Mongolia. The enemy of the enemy is a friend, and we should be friendly and cooperative."

"Cooperation?" Song Qingshu chuckled, "I don't see any need for me to cooperate with you."

Mrs. Zhen replied neither humble nor arrogant: "In terms of martial arts, I am naturally far inferior to my benefactor; but many things in the world cannot be solved by martial arts alone."

"Are you implying that you are very resourceful?" Song Qingshu looked at her with interest. The woman in front of her was tall and slender. Because she had just been sent to sleep with Xu Liewu, the dress on her body was already thin and large. Her skin is looming, and under the moonlight, it looks whiter than snow. For such a woman, her first reaction will be the stunner on the bed, especially her proud chest. It is difficult to associate her with words like resourcefulness.

Not only did Mrs. Zhen have no intention of dodging, but instead she straightened her waist: "My body is my least valuable bargaining chip. If the benefactor is interested, you can enjoy it to the fullest."

Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't expect the other party to be so direct: "Just now Xu Liewu wanted your body, but your reaction was very fierce, now it won't be a repeat of the old trick, you plan to numb me first, and then find out some poisonous needle to give it to you. Shall I come too?"

Mrs. Zhen shook her head: "It's not the same, the Mongols and I have a national hatred and family hatred, I can't follow him; but you saved my life, and you can so easily attack me under the joint attack of the old man in the mountains and the Shuiyue Sect. Rescue, this kind of shocking martial arts, if I want to do anything to me, I can't resist at all, it is better to obey you from the beginning."

"It's like I'm forcing a good person to be a prostitute." Song Qingshu looked strange, and at the same time, she also confirmed the identity of the Dongying warrior just now from her mouth. It turned out to be the Shuiyue Sect, the courtier that the Southern Song mission met in the town before , is the wind girl under his seat, and now it can be considered that he has seen the righteous master.

His knife is indeed vaguely in line with the way of nature, and he is definitely a top expert, but with Song Qingshu's current vision, he doesn't take it seriously. The threshold of the great master is on the threshold, and it is possible to take that step at any time. Of course, it seems that there is only one

Step, or maybe he will never be able to step out in this life.

"A prostitute? I'm not a prostitute," Mrs. Zhen shook her head like a rattle and hurriedly explained, "Although they all call me madam, I haven't been married yet, and I've never been a man."

This made Song Qingshu look at a loss, thinking where are you from? However, his mind was like electricity, and he quickly realized that Mrs. Zhen was from the Western Regions after all, and she was not so familiar with Chinese. She didn't know what it meant to be a prostitute.

"Okay, okay," Song Qingshu stopped her from continuing to explain, although she was curious as to why she was called a madam when she was a young girl, but she always felt that her questioning would damage her image as a master, "You are a Huarazi. Mo's strategist, how could he be caught by the Mongols at this time?"

"I want to observe them up close and get more detailed information so that I can make a target, but I didn't expect the little magician Fang Yeyu to expect that I would come to peep, and set up an ambush next to him early in the morning," Mrs. Zhen Hua said. Rong pale, "Oops, the people from the Magician's Palace.

Must be running to kill the prince now! "

Song Qingshu secretly admired that when Xu Liegu gave the order, she had already been brought in, and now she has analyzed Mongolia's actions with clues.

"Can your Excellency go to rescue, all the citizens of Khwarazimo will definitely remember your kindness." Madam Zhen looked at him earnestly.

Song Qingshu sneered: "At this point, I still want to deceive. Huarazimo has already disappeared, and now there are only a few remnants of you left. What's the value of your gratitude."

Madam Zhen blushed and said apologetically, "In these years of fighting against the treacherous Mongolians, I have developed a habit of half-truth and half-truth, not deliberate deception, please forgive me."

Seeing that he was noncommittal, Mrs. Zhen continued: "Since your Excellency has rescued me, you are obviously also the enemy of the Mongols. It is also in your interest to save our prince."

"Okay, after saving your prince, I'll ask you for a reward." Song Qingshu knew that facing this cunning and ghostly woman, no amount of temptation would be able to defraud a greater benefit, plus it was just delayed for a while. Time, if Zalandin and others can't support it and are completely eliminated, it will be a big loss.

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