Chapter 406 Sheep Raising Girl

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"Miss Shui... It's from Jiangnan again, isn't it Shui Sheng?" Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became very exciting.

Song Qingshu slandered incessantly: The butterfly effect is quite big. Di Yun was rescued from the prison ahead of time by himself, and then he was taken to the sticky pole in Yanjing City by himself. Naturally, he had no chance to encounter Shuisheng, triggering the Tibetan border in the original work. Snow Valley plot. However, the error correction ability of history is really strong. Without the Snow Valley, Shui Sheng was still robbed by the ancestor of the blood knife.

Thinking of the unruly and willful girl back then, Song Qingshu showed a nostalgic smile. At any rate, it was a fate, and she couldn't really be spoiled by the ancestors of the blood knife, so she quickly asked: "When was the girl who was kidnapped by the ancestors of the blood knife? thing?"

Facing Song Qingshu, the soldier was not so patient with Zhu Yuluo, and when he thought that he was the man of the fairy, he couldn't help showing an envious look, and said quite jealously, "It was midnight last night, it's been more than ten hours since now. ."

After asking Shuijian where they were chasing, Song Qingshu took Zhu Yuyu aside and whispered, "Ajiu, in this situation now, I will go to help Shuijian and them to rescue his niece, he should be embarrassed afterwards. not accede to our request."

"It's been so long, is there still time?" Zhu Yutuo pouted and couldn't help complaining, "It's all your fault, I just said to come to them earlier, but you insisted on pulling me... Emperor Hu Tian Hu, Isn't that wrong?"

"How could I have known such a thing would happen," Song Qingshu said angrily, "but with my light work, it is not impossible to catch up with them, Ah Jiu, go back first, and when Qingqing comes back, you can discuss what happened here and what happened here. She said, I'll be back as soon as possible."

"Okay, then be careful yourself." Zhu Yuruo wanted to go with him, but when she moved a little, there was a numbness and soreness between her legs, and her body was really tired. Thinking of someone who was the culprit, she couldn't bear it. Zhu glared at Song Qingshu.

"Don't worry, it's just a blood knife ancestor," Song Qingshu smiled confidently, "Then I'll go first?"

"Yeah." Zhu Yuluo nodded lightly, watching Song Qingshu take a step at will, and she appeared dozens of meters away, she couldn't help sticking out her tongue, "I didn't expect Song Lang's Qinggong to have reached such a peak."

Zhu Yuyu's magical deeds under the Iron Sword Gate have changed a lot, and Xiang Yuan has taken lightly power. Now that she has seen the huge gap between the two, she feels both a bit disappointed and a bit proud in her heart.

Song Qingshu was flying elegantly while searching for the traces of the ancestors of the blood knife , Shui Sheng should be safe in a short period of time, but if they change their direction in the middle of their pursuit and escape, wouldn't they miss it?

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of Li Qiushui's voice transmission and soul search in "The Eight Parts of the Dragon". If he knew this stuff, it would be much more convenient to find someone now.

So far, Song Qingshu can only choose the stupidest method, estimating the strength of the horse's feet in his mind, where is the furthest they can run during this time, if he can't catch up before that, it proves that the direction is wrong, and start in another direction. A sector search.

A car is traveling at 45 kilometers per hour and starts an hour early. Another car is traveling at 60 kilometers per hour. How long does it take to catch up with the previous car, and how far are the two cars from the starting point when they catch up?

Involuntarily, the calculation questions he learned in elementary school appeared in his mind, and Song Qingshu suddenly looked depressed.

Huangtian paid off, after Song Qingshu racked his brains with precise calculations, he finally found the traces of the ancestors of the blood knife in a valley.

"You're not a human...you're a demon...you kill me..." A girl's desperate and mournful cry came from the snow.

Song Qingshu felt a chill in his heart: "Am I late?" He saw a fire in the distance, surrounded by two figures, one was the long-lost blood knife ancestor, and the other was a thin old man with a stubble of goatee on his chin. , There was a girl lying on the ground with tears in her eyes, who was it if it wasn't Shui Sheng?

"You are such a delicate beauty, why would I be willing to kill you? After I have finished this roasted whole sheep, I will serve you well." The ancestor of the blood knife said with a smile, deliberately accentuating the pronunciation of the word "serving". , the tone is full of obscene meaning.

"Niece Shui, you should follow the ancestors, you don't know what's good or bad. The ancestors of the people are amazing. With one enemy and four, you have really beaten your uncles and uncles to the ground. Where can such a heroic man look in the world? Looking for it?" The old man with the goatee had a flattering expression.

"Bah, the surname is Hua, you have no shame, you and my father Uncle Liu are as famous as they are, but they are just a shameless person who is greedy for life and fear of death." Shui Sheng spat fiercely, her small chest heaving sharply, Obviously very excited.

Seeing the embarrassed look on the old man's face with the goatee beard, the ancestor of the blood knife laughed: "Mr. Hua, what big truth does she know as a little girl? As the saying goes, good birds choose wood to live in, and now my great Mongolian country is accepting wide acceptance in order to rule the world. Xiancai, with Mr. Hua's martial arts and fame in the Jiangnan martial arts, plus my ancestors, I recommended it in front of Prince Alibu, and he will definitely be reused. Wouldn't it be better to be a martial arts idler when he was named Hou Baijun? "

"Yes, yes, what the ancestor said is yes." The old man with the goatee nodded and said, the shame on his face was swept away, replaced by a light of desire for power.

"It seems that this goatee is Hua Tiegan in Nan Siqi's 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water'. Listening to their conversation, could it be that in the original work, the Xuegu in Tibet is still important.

Acting? Luo Hua Liushui died tragically, only Hua Tiegan was able to save his life by wagging his tail to beg for mercy to the ancestor of Xue Dao. However, according to the soldier who guarded the gate, in addition to Nan Siqi, there were also black and white double swords, Shui Jian, and another mysterious master. Could they all be killed by the ancestor of the blood knife? how can that be! "

Song Qingshu was secretly frightened, and was about to jump out to save Shuisheng when he heard a crisp coquettish rebuke:

"Great monk, did you kill my sheep?"

Song Qingshu followed the reputation and saw a young girl in a light green shirt looking angrily at the two ancestors of the blood knife, and suddenly felt strange in her heart, when did this girl appear there, why didn't I notice it at all?

The blood knife ancestor also looked up and down this green shirt girl, with a melon-seeded face, long eyelashes, fair skin, and a very beautiful appearance, and suddenly smiled smugly: "Old Ancestor, I recently had a peach blossom luck, and here is such a charming girl. Pretty girl, it seems that I will eat more mutton to replenish my body later."

Looking at the squeaking sheep being roasted on the bonfire, the girl was even more angry: "Why did you kill my sheep?"

The ancestor of the blood knife smiled and did not answer. He raised the knife and approached the girl step by step, and the tip of the knife cut silently on her belt.

Song Qingshu saw that she was slender, weak and slender, and he didn't notice the infuriating look on her body. He hurriedly jumped to her side, hugged her slender waist and stepped back several meters, avoiding the incomparable blood knife ancestor. A knife: "Be careful, girl, this monk is not a good person. He doesn't blink when he kills, not to mention your sheep."

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