Chapter 2494 Death Does Not Change

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The man's face was pale, with blood on the corners of his mouth and body, and he looked extremely embarrassed; the woman on the side was graceful and elegant, wearing a bright yellow dress that was very eye-catching. Somewhat damaged.

"Yellow-shirt girl?" Song Qingshu was a little surprised. The yellow-shirt girl's martial arts skills were almost on par with the master's. How could she be so embarrassed?

The man beside him also looked familiar. Song Qingshu stared at him for a long time before realizing that the other party turned out to be the prince. As a prince in the past, he was full of high spirits, and he dressed up even more beautifully every day.

Song Qingshu knew without asking at a glance that the woman in yellow had run to the palace on purpose to save the prince, but was discovered by the guards and was under siege. She was seriously injured depending on the circumstances. As for the injury to the prince. It's heavier, and it seems to be a little too bad.

"Look where you are fleeing!" A coquettish figure slid across several afterimages in the sky and stopped directly in front of the two of them. Another petite figure also appeared behind them, blocking their escape route. .

"You two old witches, messing with my Song Gangji, murdering the emperor first, and then the prince, even if I die today, the benevolent and righteous people of the Song Dynasty will not let you go." , the tone is full of grief and anger.

The coquettish figure giggled: "I'm not a well-known and decent person, and I'm not afraid of infamy after killing so many people, but I have a clear conscience when dealing with your Zhao family's children."

As she spoke, she had a smile on her face, but suddenly turned cruel: "In the past, Zhao Kuangyin tried to usurp the throne and murdered the children of the Guo family and the Fu family. How will this account be calculated?"

This coquettish figure is clearly Shan Yuru's master Fu Yaohong. Song Qingshu didn't expect that she would appear here so soon after Mongolia left last time.

Back then, as the descendants of the Great Zhou Emperor, the Fu family naturally knew that Chai Rong should be called Guo Rong.

The woman in yellow shirt was at a loss for words, but she still said: "As a junior, I don't dare to make judgments about what happened back then, but in these years, I have been a prosperous and prosperous country in the Song Dynasty. People all over the world will judge to see if they miss your Great Zhou or whether they like Great Song more."

"Guotai Min'an?" Fu Yaohong sneered, "Jingkang's shame is too much.

juvenile? If I remember correctly, how many of your concubines and nobles were captured by the Jin people as slaves? Even the royal family is like this. Which of the common people is not more miserable? "

The woman in the yellow shirt immediately turned red, and this matter had always been a matter of hatred in her heart, and she couldn't find any reason to refute it for a while.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense with her, just solve it directly." The petite figure on the other side snorted, and the mature and domineering tone was completely different from the appearance of her immature face.

"Tianshan child grandma~"

Song Qingshu recalled the records he saw in the secret room of Lingjiu Palace, and his expression was a little complicated for a while. The Tianshan child grandma in front of him was actually no longer the senior sister of Wuyazi and Li Qiushui. The real Tianshan child grandma was already dead. It's just a little girl that the other party found by chance, the heir to cultivate.

Her current memory, knowledge, martial arts, and even the way of thinking are the same as those of the real Tianshan child grandma. How to calculate it, Rao has been a person in two lives, and it is difficult to understand.

Just when they were absent-minded, several of them had already fought each other. Although the female in yellow shirt was highly skilled in martial arts, Fu Yaohong and Tianshan Tongmao were both giants in the underworld, and they were almost the first-rank characters under the great master. How could she stop her? She couldn't hold back, and it was almost an instant effort, and her body was laced up one after another.

Fu Yaohong snorted coldly, a stern look flashed in her eyes, and while the girl in the yellow shirt was dealing with Tianshan's grandmother, Tianshan Zhemei's hand, a pair of palms silently poked her back.

The bright red nails exuded a strange light. They were originally very beautiful fingers, but at this time they were more dangerous than any dagger capital. If they were stabbed by this, even a stone would leave a few holes, let alone a few holes. warm bodies.

The girl in the yellow shirt naturally knew all of this, but she faced the enemy with Jiuyin claws, but her hands were held up by Tianshan Tongmao's folded plum hands. She could only watch Fu Yaohong's sharp fingers stick to her back.

"My life is over~"

A thought arose in the woman in yellow shirt. She didn't know why, but she was very calm at this time. She had been so tired all these years.

The only regret is that I didn't see that person for the last time. He clearly had a handsome face, but his smile had a three-pointed wickedness.

Sometimes hate itchy teeth.

"Farewell, Brother Song~" she muttered to herself.

At this moment, a playful voice suddenly sounded in her ear: "Are you thinking of me?"

The imaginary pain did not come, but fell into a warm embrace. The woman in yellow looked up at the familiar smile of the man in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while.

Song Qingshu hugged her, the gauze-like skirt seemed to be non-existent, and did not add any thickness to her waist.

The woman in the yellow shirt finally came to her senses, her face flushed, and she hurriedly pushed her away and broke free from his arms.

At this moment, there were two whispers, and Fu Yaohong and Tianshan Tongmao stopped attacking at the same time. Fu Yaohong and Song Qingshu had some friendship in Mongolia, and the hostility in their eyes quickly disappeared.

Grandma Tianshan snorted: "Song boy, every time I see you, I'm lying

Girl, I didn't expect that after such a long time, my stubbornness would not change. "

Looking at her pretending to be old-fashioned, Song Qingshu burst into laughter. Ever since she learned her true identity, she always found it very interesting to see: "Why, are you jealous?"

The woman in the yellow shirt on the side blushed, thinking that this guy is really a slut-ghost, even Tianshan Tongmao is teasing, although she looks like a beautiful little girl, but she is old enough to be your grandmother.

Fu Yaohong's eyes were also widened, her expression was very strange, she didn't expect the other party to be cold and jealous, wouldn't she have a chance? She was born in the Destiny Sect, and she is good at seduction. She likes all kinds of beautiful men the most, but Song Qingshu was too powerful in the past, so she didn't dare to think about this aspect. Now that he is interested in Tianshan Tongmao, she is still at her age. Not as big as her.

However, thinking that he and her apprentice were ambiguous, she gave up the idea after all, she still had self-knowledge, and it was impossible for the other party to see her.

Tianshan Tong's little face suddenly turned red: "Song boy, you dare to molest even grandma!"

Although she was angry, she couldn't help but think of the situation where she was stripped naked by Li Qiushui and stuffed into his quilt in the freezer of the Xixia Palace, and she felt embarrassed and annoyed for a while.

Seeing the angry look of the legitimate loli in front of her, Song Qingshu showed a knowing smile: "Anyway, you are also famous seniors in the martial arts, but it's a bit outrageous to join forces to deal with a junior?"

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