Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety Six Three Women in a Play

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Song Qingshu's fingers approached her Xuenen neck intentionally or unintentionally, hesitating in her heart. $.(23)(w)(x).

Xiao Tong Hou had just taken over the rain and dew. At this time, her face was glowing, she was very charming, her face was shy, and she said worriedly: "Has any minister recently paid tribute to the emperor some kind of tiger and wolf medicine, this medicine has many uses. Damn the dragon body, the emperor should not use it in the future."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment. He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He never expected that what Xiao Tong said was this: "Why do you say that?"

Empress Tong shyly buried her face in his arms, and said in a loud voice: "The emperor is a lot more fierce than before, and his concubines are a little unbearable."

"Why, don't you like it?" Song Qingshu fiddled with her hair, as if petting a docile cat.

"My concubine... Naturally I like it," Xiao Tonghou pursed her thin lips, "it's just the emperor's body...?"

"Don't worry, I have my own measure."

Xiao Tonghou's body was smooth and tender, and when she twisted in her arms a few times, Song Qingshu felt a tinge of heat rise again in her body, so she pressed the hand on her head with a little force, and Xiao Tonghou would soon understand, resentfully. Glancing at him, he finally got into the bed obediently.

Song Qingshu breathed a long sigh of relief, and his expression became very happy, that is, why did he give up such a fairy-like life and go back to the days of licking blood with a knife.

Xiao Tong's head swayed and hummed incessantly. While enjoying her flexible tongue, Song Qingshu admired her wonderful curves. Suddenly, her expression became condensed, and she pulled up the quilt on her body and stirred quickly.

Ding Ding Ding! More than a dozen embroidery needles were shot down to the ground by Jin. Only then did Xiao Tong realize that there was an assassin, and screamed and hid behind Song Qingshu.

"Huh? I didn't expect the emperor to be a hidden master."

As a familiar voice sounded, Song Qingshu looked strangely at Qian Ying who walked in slowly.

"Oriental Sect Master?" Song Qingshu said with a wry smile.

"How do you recognize me?" Dongfang Muxue was stunned. She came to assassinate Kangxi today. She was worried about the court's revenge after the incident, and took her anger on the Sun Moon God Sect. The skirt is shown in the image of women's clothes, but Kangxi recognized her at a glance.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, how could he not recognize Dongfang Muxue and recognize each other, but because of the importance of the relationship, he did not dare to easily reveal the secret to others, so he had to first listen to the other party's tone: "I don't know what is the so-called Dongfang leader's visit late at night?"

Dongfang Muxue suppressed the doubts in his heart and said lightly, "I have a friend who was killed by the emperor not long ago. I don't have many friends in this world, and it happens that he is the only one, so naturally I want to ask for an explanation."

Hearing her words, Song Qingshu was moved for a while. He and Dongfang Muxue had always had a very delicate relationship. He was definitely not a lover, and neither was his enemy. If he really wanted to get to the bottom of it, it would be more appropriate to describe him as a sympathetic opponent. Seeing that she actually went deep into the tiger **** for her own sake, she felt a little teasing, and while signaling Xiao Tong to calm down, she asked: "I killed a lot of people some time ago, I don't know who is the friend of the leader of the East. bit."

"Why does the emperor ask this question," Dongfang Muxue said with a sarcastic expression, "Of course it's Song Qingshu."

Song Qingshu's heart warmed, but he said calmly, "Song Qingshu intends to assassinate me, so naturally I can only kill him. I didn't know that he was a friend of the sect master before, so I offended him. Well, so, how can I make amends? Calm down the anger of the leader, and hope that the leader will make it clear."

"That person was obviously smart for a lifetime, but he was confused for a while," Dongfang Muxue's eyes flashed with a trace of anger, "Although I don't know why he suddenly wanted to kill you, since this is his wish before his death, Then you go to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow flickered, and the distance between the two seemed to be nonexistent. Dongfang Muxue suddenly appeared in front of Song Qingshu, with an embroidery needle sandwiched between two green jade fingers and stabbed between his eyebrows. Come.

Song Qingshu hurriedly raised his hand towards her wrist, and just as he directed her embroidery needle to the empty space, he found that Dongfang Muxue's palm was as white as jade, and silently stamped on his chest.

Their palms met, and a white figure retreated violently. Seeing that Song Qingshu was lying on the bed and had no intention of chasing, Dongfang Muxue wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and looked at him solemnly: "No wonder Song Qingshu's martial arts was used to assassinate him. If I fail, I can't even escape. I thought it was the old eunuch who took action, but now it seems that the emperor is the real master in the palace."

After Dongfang Muxue was sneak attacked by Zhang Wuji last time, he stayed in Yunnan Five Poison Sect to recover his injuries. This time, when he heard the news that Song Qingshu had been crushed to ashes, he felt agitated, so he crushed his injuries and went north to the Forbidden City, wanting to assassinate Kangxi to avenge him. I know that Kangxi has been hiding it all the time.

Dongfang Muxue reckoned that with Kangxi's martial arts, he might be able to defeat him in his heyday, but now he only has three levels of skill left, and with just one palm, the injury in his body has a tendency to be overwhelmed, and today I am afraid not only can't report it Hatred, even myself must be folded here.

Seeing Dongfang Muxue's frowning frown, Song Qingshu felt distressed but somewhat happy. After all, before the two of them got along, she was suppressed by her. Now that the situation has reversed, she naturally appreciates it.

After casually ordering Xiaotong, he fell asleep, Song Qingshu wrapped a piece of clothes, Shi Shiran stood up, walked towards Dongfang Muxue, and said with a smile, "Did Dongfang Cult Master ever have a white-headed appointment with Song Qingshu?"

"Never." Dongfang Mu

Snow adjusted her body's infuriating energy while being alert.

"Then Song Qingshu is a lost relative of the leader?"

"no."

"That's fine, why would you risk your life for someone who is not a relative or an acquaintance?" Song Qingshu came to Dongfang Muxue, picked up a strand of her hair, and smiled evilly on her face, "I am rich all over the world, The sect leader is highly skilled in martial arts, why don't you marry me, you and I join forces, isn't the world in the hands of you and me?"

Dongfang Muxue had never been molested like this in her life, her eyes became cold, and she slapped Song Qingshu between the ribs. Song Qingshu smiled and ducked in a calm manner, and the two quickly formed a battle.

Dongfang Muxue's biggest advantage is that she is the best in the world in movement, but she was seriously injured, and her figure was inevitably awkward when she moved around. On the contrary, Song Qingshu was getting faster and faster, and in the end Dongfang Muxue could only barely parry.

Song Qingshu was thinking that it was time to stop, and suddenly his expression changed, and he hurriedly jumped to the side.

boom!

A long whip swept the place where he stood just now, and the hard square bricks on the ground shattered inch by inch.

Song Qingshu turned his head to look, and saw an unparalleled beauty under the moonlight, holding a long whip, standing not far away, looking at him coldly.

Song Qingshu shuddered, his face a little awkward.

"Emei sect, Zhou Zhiruo?" Dongfang Muxue's eyesight is so good, he can see the opponent's martial arts skills at a glance. The white python whip technique is combined with the Emei sect's unique breathing and breathing technique, so it is naturally Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei sect.

"Who are you?" Zhou Zhiruo asked suspiciously, looking at Dongfang Muxue, whose appearance was not below her.

Not long after she arrived, she only saw that she and Kangxi were fighting together, and gradually fell into a disadvantage. She was shocked at the height of Kangxi's martial arts, and she came to help without thinking.

"Just an ordinary friend of Song Qingshu." Dongfang Muxue was amazed at Zhou Zhiruo's beauty, and her mood suddenly became a little strange.

"Ordinary friend?" Zhou Zhiruo naturally didn't believe it, how could an ordinary friend take such a big risk to avenge him, let alone look so beautiful.

"Does Sect Leader Zhou want to put up some kind of formality in front of me?" Dongfang Muxue snorted coldly, "You have found the wrong person, now, you have to put it on the person over there."

Zhou Zhiruo looked suspiciously in the direction of her gaze, and saw a black-clothed girl walking out of the shadows, holding a golden snake-shaped sword in her hand. Although her face was covered by a black turban, she was still able to conclude that she was a stunning beauty.

"What time is it, you guys are still arguing and jealous here." Xia Qingqing snorted coldly. She had just arrived. She didn't hear the conversation between Dongfang Muxue and Song Qingshu, but she saw Kangxi's unfathomable martial arts, and she felt remorse in her heart.

When she saw Kangxi's martial arts with her own eyes, she knew that all her previous revenge plans were just jokes. Not only was revenge hopeless, but she also took Song Qingshu's life. If she knew this, what revenge would she have? Wouldn't it be better to live.

Self-blame flooded like a tide, Xia Qingqing just wanted to die with Kangxi at this time, and naturally did not want to see the other two potential powerful helpers fighting infighting. As for the relationship between the two women and Song Qingshu, she no longer wanted to care about it. .

"Who is arguing for jealousy!" Zhou Zhiruo's face was as cold as ice, and a faint blush appeared on her face, "Song Qingshu can only die in my hands, but other people who want to kill can't. If people in the world know about me ...my husband was killed, but I can't avenge him, where is the face of my dignified head of the Emei sect?"

Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words, Dongfang Muxue smiled disdainfully, and Xia Qingqing also snorted.

Seeing the strange atmosphere in the arena, Song Qingshu wanted to scold her mother, what are these big inner guards doing to eat, and actually let in so many assassins, even if he wants to show his identity now, he can't do it, thinking that after showing his identity, he has to face the For the three women who have a complicated relationship with him, Song Qing's book head has doubled in size.

"If you want to tangle, just tangle yourself." Xia Qingqing snorted impatiently, raised the golden snake sword and attacked Song Qingshu. She is desperate for death at the moment, so every move is a desperate move, without a trace of defense. I only hope that before I die, I can seriously injure Kangxi and give the other two women a chance to kill him.

Seeing that Xia Qingqing was full of flaws, Song Qingshu had a headache, and it was impossible for him to really hurt her, so he had to use Qinggong to avoid her attack.

"Be careful!" When Dongfang Muxue saw Xia Qingqing beckoning for her life, she was moved by her decisive madness. She was annoyed at Song Qingshu's ability to make so many women treat each other with sincerity, but she didn't want to look at her. In this way, he quickly covered and attacked, so that Kangxi had no chance to hurt her.

Zhou Zhiruo's face changed as she watched the two attack Kangxi back and forth. She naturally knew that the relationship between these two women and Song Qingshu was unclear, and she didn't want to have anything to do with them, let alone join forces to avenge Song Qingshu. But at the same time, she also understood that with the martial arts shown by Kangxi before, she could not beat him by herself.

After struggling for a long time, Zhou Zhiruo stomped her feet angrily, waved her long whip, and joined the battle group. i640()

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