Chapter 2191 Anti-Bone

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Noticing his aggressive gaze, Mrs. Zhen's heart skipped a beat: "Senior?" Could it be that she just got out of the wolf's den and fell into a tiger's kiss? She had just witnessed the martial arts of the other party's bloodbath of the Mongolian mission by herself, and she didn't think she could resist.

Song Qingshu suddenly frowned, and suddenly turned his head to look to the side, and soon a group of people gradually appeared from the corner of the street. Huoshan.

"Senior, be careful, he is the king of killers in Persia. I don't know how many masters in the Western Regions have died under his hands." Mrs. Zhen hurriedly said to Song Qingshu, she wanted to take the opportunity to check the favorability of both parties, so that the other party might be thinking about this thread Affection does not start with oneself.

"Master Yijian of Gaoli is harvesting forests?" Huo Shan did not move forward and stopped at a distance of three feet away. This distance was a safe distance for both parties. He had obviously gotten the news and knew his identity.

"If you want to fight, fight, there is so much nonsense." Song Qingshu was in a very irritable mood at this time, and the negative emotions caused by the killing just now did not fade away. At this time, he just wanted to vent hard. He is full of hostility. Compared with the Shuiyue Sect, the old man in the mountain is not so easy to deal with. The martial arts of the Shuiyue Sect are relatively simple and systematic. If you observe it a few times from the side, you can always detect some clues, but the martial arts of the old man in the mountain are complicated and treacherous. , every time you shoot or even use the same martial arts, you can't make targeted arrangements like you did against the Shuiyue Sect.

Who knew that the old man in the mountain waved his hand: "You and I are in the Far East, and the other is in the extreme west. The distance is more than ten thousand miles. There has never been any hatred or conflict of interest. Why do you want to fight? Please!" Make way.

A trace of doubt flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes, not sure whether the other party was playing some tricks or not, or whether he was sneaking by the side while he was leaving.

However, the old man in the mountain had already stepped aside, leaving enough distance to show that he had no other plans in mind.

Thinking of what happened before, Song Qingshu suddenly had a flash of light in his mind. The old man in the mountain failed to work several times, but now he has openly let him go. It seems that he is not willing to submit to the Mongolian tent like this, and has been secretly demolishing the platform.

As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, even if Song Qingshu

At this moment, my head is a bit muddled, but I still remember this.

Taking a deep look at the other party, Song Qingshu took Madam Zhen's hand and left.

"Huo Shan, what do you mean, how can you let him go?" A white-haired middle-aged man glared at the old man in the mountain, he was the white-haired willow branch among the red-faced and white-haired.

"Why do I need you to teach me?" The old man in the mountain replied coldly.

"We received a letter from the little magician before. He obviously just came out of the hotel. Now I don't know what happened to the prince and the others. How can you just let them go?"

"The prince's masters are like clouds, and there is such an existence as the Shuiyue Sect. Naturally, nothing will happen." The old man in the mountain didn't even look at him, and walked to the side on his own.

"Okay, Huo Shan, are you planning to betray the prince?" Seeing that he didn't care, Liu Yaozhi was furious.

"So what?" The old man in the mountain was clearly in the distance before, but when he finished speaking, he suddenly appeared in front of Liu Yaozhi, and he could even see the smirk at the corner of his mouth.

The beauties and white hair are the guardians of the Magician's Palace, and they are the demons who have been rampant for decades. Naturally, their martial arts are not weak. I saw Liu Yaozhi slip out of the sleeves of the four-foot-four-inch white jade flute in an instant, and point it to the mountain. Old man, the great thing about this flute is that when it is swung, it can make fluctuating flute sounds of different heights, which can make the enemy create the illusion of sound. ,superb.

Even if he encounters the top masters in the Central Plains, it is no problem to protect himself by relying on a magical martial arts, but what he encounters is Huo Shan, Huo Shan with the name of the King of Killers!

The King of Killers deliberately attacked, how many people in the world could avoid it?

Liu Yaozhi screamed, covering her heart with a sad face: "The bone-penetrating needle really lives up to its reputation."

The old man in the mountain stood with his hands behind his back.

At the same time he shot, the killers under his command also shot, and instantly wiped the necks of Liu Yaozhi's men.

"Let go of my wife." Liu Yaozhi said with his last breath, Hongyanhua Jieyu left to perform another mission before going here, otherwise the two would join forces, and the old man in the mountains would not be able to defeat them so easily.

Although the two of them have practiced the art of harvesting and nourishing over the years

, It's almost different for each other, and the other party doesn't know how many green hats they put on him, but after decades of feelings, he still can't rest assured.

"That kinky woman?" The old man in the mountain sneered, noncommittal.

Liu Yaozhi instantly understood his intentions, and scolded angrily: "Huo Shan, the Great Khan and the magician will avenge us!" After scolding these words, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and soon swallowed in unwillingness. pissed.

At this time, Song Qingshu didn't know that so many things happened after he left. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He was very restless at this time.

The night wind blew the faint scent of roses, Song Qingshu turned back to look at the woman next to her, the bright moon was in the sky, the breeze came slowly, her snow-skinned red lips were unparalleled.

In fact, objectively speaking, Mrs. Zhen's appearance may not be so stunning. Compared with Chen Yuanyuan and Xiaolongnu, she is still a bit worse, but her plump and mature figure makes people breathe quickly, and her round and straight legs are even more inexhaustible.

More charming, especially the pale blue eyes are as beautiful as sea water, and the unique exotic style is extremely sultry.

Mrs. Zhen was taken to a room by him. Looking at the bed not far away, she couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and hurriedly said: "Thank you for your life-saving grace, my concubine, and I have something to deal with at home. I will visit my senior again tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned around and left, but was pulled by the man and pulled into his arms.

"No!" Madam Zhen exclaimed, but she didn't know that such a cry would only add fuel to the fire.

"It's me." Song Qingshu took off his mask and restored his original appearance.

"Young Master?" Madam Zhen's hands and feet that were struggling with all her might suddenly calmed down, and her panicked mood was instantly replaced by surprise.

Song Qingshu's hand had slipped down her neckline. In fact, he could go back to find Mu Wanqing and Li Qinglu, but he felt pity and didn't want to toss them in this unstable state. , he has no psychological pressure on Mrs. Zhen. She is beautiful and mature, and she has expressed her willingness to propose a pillow seat several times.

Feeling his movement, Mrs. Zhen's face was rosy, her eyes were full of water, she hugged the man on her body gently, her soft lips pressed against his ear, and her body was like a bone that had been removed. The snake is like: "Master, I will serve you."

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