Chapter 77 Sweet Girl

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There were thousands of people in the group. Wherever they passed, all sects and sects watched the wind and surrendered. Some were tough and unwilling to surrender. They were quickly razed to the ground by the three thousand cavalry camps.

In the main altar of Hebei Feiyun Gang, the gang leader knelt on the ground and shivered. Wei Xiaobao stood in the main seat and read the canonization of the imperial court.

Seeing the remorse and unwillingness in the eyes of this sect master, Song Qingshu couldn't help but slander: These ancient people didn't know what to pretend, didn't they just accept the canonization of the imperial court and nominally express their loyalty to the Qing Kingdom? Although it was a bit of a loss in face, I didn't lose anything at all. Why did each one of them feel like they had been dug up their ancestors' graves? There are still so many sects who choose to hit the stone with eggs, so that the entire sect has been removed from the rivers and lakes...

Of course, Song Qingshu didn't know how much these ancients valued this title. In the late Ming Dynasty, the Tang Wang family and the Gui Wang family could even fight for who is the orthodox of the Ming Dynasty.

This Feiyun Gang has accepted the canonization of the Qing Dynasty, so he will not want to approach other circles that are oriented towards the former Ming forces in his life.

"It's really hard to understand the thinking of these ancient people," Song Qingshu shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts in his heart, opened the information in his hand to find out which sect was the next unlucky one, and the words 'Wangwu School' immediately came into view, and his heart couldn't help but move. .

A few days later, the army quickly arrived at the foot of Wangwu Mountain, and the local officials introduced Wei Xiaobao about the situation of the Wangwu faction in the middle tent: "The leader of the Wangwu faction, Situ Bolei, was an old general of Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, because he was dissatisfied with the king of Pingxi. In the Qing Dynasty, I led a group of people into the rivers and lakes in a rage, and finally went to Wangwu Mountain to become a bandit..."

"Wangwushan is dangerous, and there are well-trained subordinates guarding the other side along the path up the mountain. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack..." The local official said while observing Wei Xiaobao's face.

It turned out that there were thousands of people under Situ Burley, many of whom were veterans who were good at fighting in the past. Since they settled down in Wangwu Mountain, the local officials did not think of a way to clean them up. Unfortunately, the yamen arrested Kuai who licked blood on the heads of those knives. It has no effect in front of people.

Considering that this group of people showed no signs of rebelling, the local officials were afraid of reporting to the court to affect their political performance, so they simply turned a blind eye. Court fight.

"Reporting to Mr. Wei, my subordinates have already sent people to investigate. Wangwushan is indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack. If it is to be attacked, I am afraid that it will suffer heavy losses." A general of the cavalry battalion said in Wei Xiaobao's ear.

"Grandma is a bear, what these Wangwu factions are doing is to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. I don't know if they have anything to do with heaven and earth?" Wei Xiaobao felt irritable, waved his hands quickly, and said, "Tonight, everyone will set up camp and rest first. At one point, the attack on the Wangwu faction needs to be considered in the long run."

The generals and officials resigned one after another. Looking at Shuang'er, who was dressed as a soldier, Song Qingshu smiled like Duolong and others, and also said goodbye.

"Xiaobao, this man sent by Wangwu is a righteous man at first sight, but you helped the emperor of Qing to destroy it. My whole family died at the hands of Manchu Tartars..." Shuang'er couldn't help but see everyone leaving. With red eyes, he looked at Wei Xiaobao sadly.

"Shuang'er, the emperor's life is difficult, and I can't help my husband." Wei Xiaobao let out a long sigh.

"Then we don't want to be such a high-ranking official of the Qing Dynasty. Wouldn't it be a hundred times more happier to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests than today?" Shuang'er looked at Wei Xiaobao with hope.

"That's not necessarily..." Wei Xiaobao disagreed in his heart, he couldn't bear the glory and wealth, and he quickly coaxed: "Good Shuanger, you also know that my husband, I am the incense owner of the Qingmu Hall of the Heaven and Earth Society, I will definitely find a way to protect the king's house. Pie, but this method still takes time to think about..."

"Xiaobao, I knew you were the best." Shuang'er laughed through tears.

Shaking his ears, Song Qingshu, who was deliberately walking slowly, listened to the whispers from the two people in the tent, and smiled in his heart: It seems that Wei Xiaobao is also thinking of letting the Wangwu send a yard, then it will be easy.

After night fell, Song Qingshu changed into night clothes, put on a mask of silver armor, and quietly sneaked up to Wangwu Mountain.

The army was overwhelmed, and the Wangwu faction had long been facing a great enemy. On the way up the mountain, there were layers of heavy guards, and even the rabbits could not escape.

Who knows that Song Qingshu has a peerless light work and no trace of sand, and when he exerts it with all his strength, often the guards only notice a slight breeze. Song Qingshu has already swept past, and all the way to the top of the mountain, no one can find him.

Today, the martial arts masters who can sneak up the mountain silently under such circumstances can be counted in one palm—the Dongfang Invincible is one, the Sunflower Ancestor is one, and the Blue Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao is one... As for Jiu Mozhi, although his martial arts are high, it is impossible not to disturb any of the guards.

In the base camp of the Wangwu School, in a wooden house, Zeng Rou was crouching by the window, resting her cheeks in her hands, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.

The Manchu army of Tartars descended from the mountain. During the day, the uncles, brothers and sisters quarreled about it, and people panicked for a while.

Thinking of Master's sad face, Zeng Rou looked at the moon, squeezed her little hand to her lips, closed her eyes, and made a wish to herself: "Moon God, Moon God, please bless our Wangwu Pai to pass the time. this difficult time.”

When she opened her eyes and found a person with a mask standing in front of her, Hua Rong couldn't help turning pale, and subconsciously opened her mouth to scream, but she knew that the other party shot like lightning and quickly clicked on her acupuncture point.

Song Qingshu looked at the woman in front of her, and saw her with a round face, a very sweet appearance, and a pair of big eyes that were dark and bright.

There was a hint of panic in the gods, and he was looking at himself in fear. When his mind changed, he looked at his age, and the other party should be Zeng Rou.

Hearing the sound of the patrol team from the surrounding area, Song Qingshu turned into the house in a flash, and closed the window.

"Could it be some kind of flower-picking thief?" Zeng Rou was even more afraid when she thought of some legends in the rivers and lakes.

Guessing her thoughts, Song Qingshu looked at her with a funny look: "Didn't you make a wish to the Moon God just now? The Moon God felt your sincerity and sent me down to the earth to rescue your Wangwu faction."

Zeng Rou's face suddenly turned red, she was not stupid, she didn't know that the other party was deliberately teasing, the girl's thoughts were listened to by a strange man, Zeng Rou wished that there was a hole in the ground.

"I'm going to untie your acupuncture point, but you are not allowed to shout. If you agree, then blink your eyes?" Seeing the other person blinking a few times quickly, Song Qingshu smiled and unblocked her acupuncture point.

Zeng Rou calmly distanced herself from him, grabbed the sword on the table, calmed down a little, raised her head and asked, "Who are you?"

Hearing the clear and sweet voice of the other party, Song Qingshu seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, and he couldn't tell how comfortable he was. He secretly sighed: Everyone said that Lolita has three good things - soft voice, soft body, easy to push down, this sentence is put on a girl It is completely applicable to the body too.

"I'm the savior of your Wangwu faction." The entire Wangwu faction didn't have any masters, but Song Qingshu wasn't as nervous as the other party. .

Seeing him sitting on her bed, Zeng Rou burst into shame and anger, and couldn't help but reprimanded: "Nonsense."

"I'm still talking nonsense," Song Qingshu glanced at her angrily, "Now there are thousands of Manchu elites at the foot of the mountain, although your Wangwu faction occupies a favorable location, but it's only a stubborn resistance, and ultimately it is impossible to escape the disaster. "

Zeng Rou's face turned pale, what he said was similar to what everyone was talking about during the day, and she was saddened: "Could it be that the Wangwu faction is really doomed?"

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Song Qingshu felt pity: "Little girl, if you tell me your name, this envoy will reluctantly save you."

Zeng Rou blushed and glanced at him angrily, but said nothing.

"I can guess it even if you don't say it," Song Qingshu pretended to count and said shaking his head, "Is your name Zeng Rou?"

"How do you know?" Zeng Rou covered her horrified lips and looked at him in disbelief.

"It's said that I was sent by the Moon God, but you still don't believe me." Song Qingshu couldn't help showing a smile.

Zeng Rou's heart was also shaken, and she gave him a complicated look: "I don't know how you plan to save us?"

"You little girl has a low position, it's useless to tell you." Song Qingshu stood up and saw that the other party was so frightened that he stepped back subconsciously, he couldn't help laughing, "I don't have time to play with you, take me there. See your master."

How dare Zeng Rou rashly bring someone of unknown origin to see her master, pull out the long sword in her hand, point at him and say, "Quickly tell who you are, or I'll really call someone."

As soon as Song Qingshu raised her hand, Zeng Rou immediately felt a strong suction force. Unprepared, she lost her balance and fell into the opponent's arms.

"Ah~" Zeng Rou couldn't hold it anymore, the woman's nature made her scream.

Holding her hand on the other side's slender waist, Song Qingshu didn't mean to stop her at all. Instead, he picked her up and flew out of the house, smiling as he looked at the disciples who came after hearing the news.

This time, he secretly came up the mountain without the knowledge of Wei Xiaobao, Jiu Mozhi and others.

When I touched the top of the mountain just now, I was dumbfounded to find that the wooden houses were almost the same everywhere, and I couldn't find Stubbs Lei for a while.

With the deepening of inner strength, Song Qingshu became more and more clear-sighted. He heard the voice of a girl making a wish in the wind, followed the sound and found Zeng Rou.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't like his trick and refused to take him to Situ Bolei. In desperation, he had to expose Xingzang and use Zeng Rou to lead the other party out.

"Cry louder, the more miserable and sad the better." Song Qingshu hugged the other party's soft body and pinched her waist wanton.

Zeng Rou was held in his arms, and the acupuncture point was restrained in an instant. Only one mouth could make a sound. Under the shock and fear, she cried out in a poignant and beautiful way.

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