Chapter 165
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"Although your sunflower Scripture is powerful, it may not rival Zhang Sanfeng's hundred year cultivation." Song Qingshu laughed scornfully.
Dongfang muxue is not angry. Instead, she nods: "Zhang Sanfeng established a sect in the name of Shaolin traitor. For decades, the gratitude and resentment in the Jianghu have been blocked by him with one blow and one sword. How difficult is it? It's said that Zhang Sanfeng's pure Yang Wuji skill has reached the level of dense purple Qi, and Taijiquan sword is unparalleled in the world. I really want to learn it when I have a chance one day. "
"Your martial arts essence is in a fast word, but Zhang Sanfeng is best at static braking, slow to fight fast, really fight, I do not care about you." Song Qingshu shook his head.
"No, who knows." Dongfang muxue doesn't argue either. She looks at Song Qingshu's chest and frowns: "the clothes are almost dry. Put them on first."
"You throw it for me. It's not convenient for me." Seeing Dongfang muxue's hands clinging to the silk wrapped around her body, revealing the snow-white and delicate clavicle, and the two slender legs looming, song Qingshu suddenly had the heart of mischief.
Dongfang muxue doesn't realize that song Qingshu wants to see if the satin on her body will slip when she lets go of her clothes. If she knows, I'm afraid she will ask for it with an embroidery needle. His right hand was still holding the satin on his body. With the push of his left hand, the clothes on the shelf were sent to song Qingshu with a soft force. "You turn around, I want to wear clothes."
"Oh ~" Song Qingshu turned disappointedly, picked up his clothes and put them on his body.
"Well, I haven't settled with you yet." Behind him came the sound of the East dusk snow.
"What do you have to do with me?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "If it wasn't for me, you would be doomed."
"Turn around," Dongfang muxue said angrily after finishing her clothes. "If it wasn't for you, how could I fight with fengqingyang? As a result, he was hurt by his innate sword Qi and his strength was greatly damaged. Otherwise, Zhang Wuji would not have the ability to attack me secretly! "
"It's none of my business that people come to you for a duel." Song Qingshu is quite guilty when he talks.
"Dare to do but not dare to be, just like you do, dare to speak wildly and want to be my man?" "Don't think I don't know what happened between you and the little widow of the yuan family."
"You know everything." Song Qingshu was depressed. He didn't know that Dongfang muxue was molested when she left Beijing. When he returned to heimuya, he couldn't swallow his breath. He sent his men to secretly inquire about song Qingshu's information. There are thousands of people in the sun moon god cult, and the Wuyue sword sect is the focus of the sun moon God cult. Before Song Qingshu accompanied Xia Qingqing to Huashan to find fengqingyang, how can he hide it?
"Look, you have plans to bring that little widow into the house," Dongfang muxue suddenly asked curiously. "I killed her husband. If you become my man in the future, how do you plan to deal with our relationship?"
"Er," Song Qingshu was really baffled, "I don't know..."
"I don't know?" Eastern dusk snow angry counter smile, "you don't think anything good, dare to open the back palace?"
"What do you want to do? Take it first Song Qingshu mixed his temper and said directly.
"Good, bold! It's like a man. " Hearing what he said, Dongfang muxue laughed instead, but soon her smile disappeared, "what's the matter with you and that Mi Fei of Kangxi?"
Song Qing was embarrassed: "I lied to you that night. That woman was not Mi Fei, but... Xia Qingqing."
"The little widow?" Dongfang muxue was stunned and looked at him in surprise. "I didn't expect that day I was cheated by you... But that woman's husband just died, and he was in bed with you... Mischievous. It's not a good woman. Just have fun. Don't let yourself be trapped."
Song Qingshu knew that she had misunderstood, but it was not convenient to explain, so he had to answer with a dry smile.
"I'll look around first." The East dusk snow stares at his wet trousers before leaving.
Song Qingshu knew that she was taking the opportunity to dry her trousers. Her face turned red and she laughed.
It's almost time. The eastern dusk comes back leisurely. Song Qingshu has already put on his clothes. In order to disperse his embarrassment, he asks: "how about going out of the valley?"
Dongfang dusk found a smooth stone, sat down, and slowly replied: "it's like a broken Canyon, surrounded by cliffs. Fortunately, it's not too high. Tomorrow I'll get better. It's not a big problem to fly out with lightness skill."
"Have you found any martial arts secret books or treasures?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Why do you ask that?" The east evening snow is obviously a Leng.
"Don't we fall off the cliff and never die? According to the ancient legend, the bottom of the cliff is often the burial place of some senior people. Don't they always leave a secret script before they die, waiting for future generations?" Song Qingshu naturally said.
Oriental dusk snow with a strange eyes has been staring at him: "are you serious?"
Without waiting for song Qingshu to answer, she said, "I don't know what you think all day long. First of all, we used to fly the imperial sword for some time, but this place is not the bottom of the cliff. Second, even if some Wulin elder died here, I don't pay attention to the Wulin secret script he left. Finally," Dongfang muxue calmed her breathing, "If I were to die here, I would never leave a sunflower Scripture. Even if I wanted to, I would only leave a fake secret script, so that the so-called predestined ones would practice to be possessed and die, and come down to be buried with me."
Song Qingshu was cold behind hearing this, and he stepped back subconsciously, a little far away from her: "you've been carbonized..."
"Thank you very much." Dongfang muxue seems to have heard the best praise. Xiumei picks it with pride. Of course, if she knows the connotation of carbon fungus in later generations, she will be angry and tear song Qingshu on the spot.
"Let's talk about your injury." Song Qingshu wisely stopped this topic.
"Zhang Wuji is worthy of being the leader of Mingjiao. His martial arts are really high. Even if I'm not hurt, it's not easy to beat him." Dongfang muxue explored the situation in his body and said solemnly: "I forced the wind Qingyang's inborn sword Qi before, but this time I was almost scattered by him. I don't have the spare force to suppress the previous injury. I'm afraid I can't recover in ten years."
"Ten years?" Song Qingshu exclaimed that if the news spread, with the resentment of Dongfang Bubai over the past decades, she would die in a year by successive Avengers. She could not help but indignantly say, "Zhang Wuji killed that day, how could she suddenly appear in heimuya?"
"Ming religion and sun moon god religion belong to the same origin, but I can probably guess his purpose." The East dusk Snow says slowly.
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"Although your sunflower Scripture is powerful, it may not rival Zhang Sanfeng's hundred year cultivation." Song Qingshu laughed scornfully.
Dongfang muxue is not angry. Instead, she nods: "Zhang Sanfeng established a sect in the name of Shaolin traitor. For decades, the gratitude and resentment in the Jianghu have been blocked by him with one blow and one sword. How difficult is it? It's said that Zhang Sanfeng's pure Yang Wuji skill has reached the level of dense purple Qi, and Taijiquan sword is unparalleled in the world. I really want to learn it when I have a chance one day. "
"Your martial arts essence is in a fast word, but Zhang Sanfeng is best at static braking, slow to fight fast, really fight, I do not care about you." Song Qingshu shook his head.
"No, who knows." Dongfang muxue doesn't argue either. She looks at Song Qingshu's chest and frowns: "the clothes are almost dry. Put them on first."
"You throw it for me. It's not convenient for me." Seeing Dongfang muxue's hands clinging to the silk wrapped around her body, revealing the snow-white and delicate clavicle, and the two slender legs looming, song Qingshu suddenly had the heart of mischief.
Dongfang muxue doesn't realize that song Qingshu wants to see if the satin on her body will slip when she lets go of her clothes. If she knows, I'm afraid she will ask for it with an embroidery needle. His right hand was still holding the satin on his body. With the push of his left hand, the clothes on the shelf were sent to song Qingshu with a soft force. "You turn around, I want to wear clothes."
"Oh ~" Song Qingshu turned disappointedly, picked up his clothes and put them on his body.
"Well, I haven't settled with you yet." Behind him came the sound of the East dusk snow.
"What do you have to do with me?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "If it wasn't for me, you would be doomed."
"Turn around," Dongfang muxue said angrily after finishing her clothes. "If it wasn't for you, how could I fight with fengqingyang? As a result, he was hurt by his innate sword Qi and his strength was greatly damaged. Otherwise, Zhang Wuji would not have the ability to attack me secretly! "
"It's none of my business that people come to you for a duel." Song Qingshu is quite guilty when he talks.
"Dare to do but not dare to be, just like you do, dare to speak wildly and want to be my man?" "Don't think I don't know what happened between you and the little widow of the yuan family."
"You know everything." Song Qingshu was depressed. He didn't know that Dongfang muxue was molested when she left Beijing. When he returned to heimuya, he couldn't swallow his breath. He sent his men to secretly inquire about song Qingshu's information. There are thousands of people in the sun moon god cult, and the Wuyue sword sect is the focus of the sun moon God cult. Before Song Qingshu accompanied Xia Qingqing to Huashan to find fengqingyang, how can he hide it?
"Look, you have plans to bring that little widow into the house," Dongfang muxue suddenly asked curiously. "I killed her husband. If you become my man in the future, how do you plan to deal with our relationship?"
"Er," Song Qingshu was really baffled, "I don't know..."
"I don't know?" Eastern dusk snow angry counter smile, "you don't think anything good, dare to open the back palace?"
"What do you want to do? Take it first Song Qingshu mixed his temper and said directly.
"Good, bold! It's like a man. " Hearing what he said, Dongfang muxue laughed instead, but soon her smile disappeared, "what's the matter with you and that Mi Fei of Kangxi?"
Song Qing was embarrassed: "I lied to you that night. That woman was not Mi Fei, but... Xia Qingqing."
"The little widow?" Dongfang muxue was stunned and looked at him in surprise. "I didn't expect that day I was cheated by you... But that woman's husband just died, and he was in bed with you... Mischievous. It's not a good woman. Just have fun. Don't let yourself be trapped."
Song Qingshu knew that she had misunderstood, but it was not convenient to explain, so he had to answer with a dry smile.
"I'll look around first." The East dusk snow stares at his wet trousers before leaving.
Song Qingshu knew that she was taking the opportunity to dry her trousers. Her face turned red and she laughed.
It's almost time. The eastern dusk comes back leisurely. Song Qingshu has already put on his clothes. In order to disperse his embarrassment, he asks: "how about going out of the valley?"
Dongfang dusk found a smooth stone, sat down, and slowly replied: "it's like a broken Canyon, surrounded by cliffs. Fortunately, it's not too high. Tomorrow I'll get better. It's not a big problem to fly out with lightness skill."
"Have you found any martial arts secret books or treasures?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Why do you ask that?" The east evening snow is obviously a Leng.
"Don't we fall off the cliff and never die? According to the ancient legend, the bottom of the cliff is often the burial place of some senior people. Don't they always leave a secret script before they die, waiting for future generations?" Song Qingshu naturally said.
Oriental dusk snow with a strange eyes has been staring at him: "are you serious?"
Without waiting for song Qingshu to answer, she said, "I don't know what you think all day long. First of all, we used to fly the imperial sword for some time, but this place is not the bottom of the cliff. Second, even if some Wulin elder died here, I don't pay attention to the Wulin secret script he left. Finally," Dongfang muxue calmed her breathing, "If I were to die here, I would never leave a sunflower Scripture. Even if I wanted to, I would only leave a fake secret script, so that the so-called predestined ones would practice to be possessed and die, and come down to be buried with me."
Song Qingshu was cold behind hearing this, and he stepped back subconsciously, a little far away from her: "you've been carbonized..."
"Thank you very much." Dongfang muxue seems to have heard the best praise. Xiumei picks it with pride. Of course, if she knows the connotation of carbon fungus in later generations, she will be angry and tear song Qingshu on the spot.
"Let's talk about your injury." Song Qingshu wisely stopped this topic.
"Zhang Wuji is worthy of being the leader of Mingjiao. His martial arts are really high. Even if I'm not hurt, it's not easy to beat him." Dongfang muxue explored the situation in his body and said solemnly: "I forced the wind Qingyang's inborn sword Qi before, but this time I was almost scattered by him. I don't have the spare force to suppress the previous injury. I'm afraid I can't recover in ten years."
"Ten years?" Song Qingshu exclaimed that if the news spread, with the resentment of Dongfang Bubai over the past decades, she would die in a year by successive Avengers. She could not help but indignantly say, "Zhang Wuji killed that day, how could she suddenly appear in heimuya?"
"Ming religion and sun moon god religion belong to the same origin, but I can probably guess his purpose." The East dusk Snow says slowly.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
I think the title of this book is a little bit different in aspect of vertical and horizontal
This book will be renamed "master of stealing incense", and moved to fantasy category, please collect, continue to support, thank you!
It's not my name
"Although your sunflower Scripture is powerful, it may not rival Zhang Sanfeng's hundred year cultivation." Song Qingshu laughed scornfully.Dongfang muxue is not angry. Instead, she nods: "Zhang Sanfeng established a sect in the name of Shaolin traitor. For decades, the gratitude and resentment in the Jianghu have been blocked by him with one blow and one sword. How difficult is it? It's said that Zhang Sanfeng's pure Yang Wuji skill has reached the level of dense purple Qi, and Taijiquan sword is unparalleled in the world. I really want to learn it when I have a chance one day. ""Your martial arts essence is in a fast word, but Zhang Sanfeng is best at static braking, slow to fight fast, really fight, I do not care about you." Song Qingshu shook his head."No, who knows." Dongfang muxue doesn't argue either. She looks at Song Qingshu's chest and frowns: "the clothes are almost dry. Put them on first.""You throw it for me. It's not convenient for me." Seeing Dongfang muxue's hands clinging to the silk wrapped around her body, revealing the snow-white and delicate clavicle, and the two slender legs looming, song Qingshu suddenly had the heart of mischief.Dongfang muxue doesn't realize that song Qingshu wants to see if the satin on her body will slip when she lets go of her clothes. If she knows, I'm afraid she will ask for it with an embroidery needle. His right hand was still holding the satin on his body. With the push of his left hand, the clothes on the shelf were sent to song Qingshu with a soft force. "You turn around, I want to wear clothes.""Oh ~" Song Qingshu turned disappointedly, picked up his clothes and put them on his body."Well, I haven't settled with you yet." Behind him came the sound of the East dusk snow."What do you have to do with me?" Song Qingshu was stunned. "If it wasn't for me, you would be doomed.""Turn around," Dongfang muxue said angrily after finishing her clothes. "If it wasn't for you, how could I fight with fengqingyang? As a result, he was hurt by his innate sword Qi and his strength was greatly damaged. Otherwise, Zhang Wuji would not have the ability to attack me secretly! ""It's none of my business that people come to you for a duel." Song Qingshu is quite guilty when he talks."Dare to do but not dare to be, just like you do, dare to speak wildly and want to be my man?" "Don't think I don't know what happened between you and the little widow of the yuan family.""You know everything." Song Qingshu was depressed. He didn't know that Dongfang muxue was molested when she left Beijing. When he returned to heimuya, he couldn't swallow his breath. He sent his men to secretly inquire about song Qingshu's information. There are thousands of people in the sun moon god cult, and the Wuyue sword sect is the focus of the sun moon God cult. Before Song Qingshu accompanied Xia Qingqing to Huashan to find fengqingyang, how can he hide it?"Look, you have plans to bring that little widow into the house," Dongfang muxue suddenly asked curiously. "I killed her husband. If you become my man in the future, how do you plan to deal with our relationship?""Er," Song Qingshu was really baffled, "I don't know...""I don't know?" Eastern dusk snow angry counter smile, "you don't think anything good, dare to open the back palace?""What do you want to do? Take it first Song Qingshu mixed his temper and said directly."Good, bold! It's like a man. " Hearing what he said, Dongfang muxue laughed instead, but soon her smile disappeared, "what's the matter with you and that Mi Fei of Kangxi?"Song Qing was embarrassed: "I lied to you that night. That woman was not Mi Fei, but... Xia Qingqing.""The little widow?" Dongfang muxue was stunned and looked at him in surprise. "I didn't expect that day I was cheated by you... But that woman's husband just died, and he was in bed with you... Mischievous. It's not a good woman. Just have fun. Don't let yourself be trapped."Song Qingshu knew that she had misunderstood, but it was not convenient to explain, so he had to answer with a dry smile."I'll look around first." The East dusk snow stares at his wet trousers before leaving.Song Qingshu knew that she was taking the opportunity to dry her trousers. Her face turned red and she laughed.It's almost time. The eastern dusk comes back leisurely. Song Qingshu has already put on his clothes. In order to disperse his embarrassment, he asks: "how about going out of the valley?"Dongfang dusk found a smooth stone, sat down, and slowly replied: "it's like a broken Canyon, surrounded by cliffs. Fortunately, it's not too high. Tomorrow I'll get better. It's not a big problem to fly out with lightness skill.""Have you found any martial arts secret books or treasures?" Song Qingshu asked."Why do you ask that?" The east evening snow is obviously a Leng."Don't we fall off the cliff and never die? According to the ancient legend, the bottom of the cliff is often the burial place of some senior people. Don't they always leave a secret script before they die, waiting for future generations?" Song Qingshu naturally said.Oriental dusk snow with a strange eyes has been staring at him: "are you serious?"Without waiting for song Qingshu to answer, she said, "I don't know what you think all day long. First of all, we used to fly the imperial sword for some time, but this place is not the bottom of the cliff. Second, even if some Wulin elder died here, I don't pay attention to the Wulin secret script he left. Finally," Dongfang muxue calmed her breathing, "If I were to die here, I would never leave a sunflower Scripture. Even if I wanted to, I would only leave a fake secret script, so that the so-called predestined ones would practice to be possessed and die, and come down to be buried with me."Song Qingshu was cold behind hearing this, and he stepped back subconsciously, a little far away from her: "you've been carbonized...""Thank you very much." Dongfang muxue seems to have heard the best praise. Xiumei picks it with pride. Of course, if she knows the connotation of carbon fungus in later generations, she will be angry and tear song Qingshu on the spot."Let's talk about your injury." Song Qingshu wisely stopped this topic."Zhang Wuji is worthy of being the leader of Mingjiao. His martial arts are really high. Even if I'm not hurt, it's not easy to beat him." Dongfang muxue explored the situation in his body and said solemnly: "I forced the wind Qingyang's inborn sword Qi before, but this time I was almost scattered by him. I don't have the spare force to suppress the previous injury. I'm afraid I can't recover in ten years.""Ten years?" Song Qingshu exclaimed that if the news spread, with the resentment of Dongfang Bubai over the past decades, she would die in a year by successive Avengers. She could not help but indignantly say, "Zhang Wuji killed that day, how could she suddenly appear in heimuya?""Ming religion and sun moon god religion belong to the same origin, but I can probably guess his purpose." The East dusk Snow says slowly.----------------------------------------------------------------------------I think the title of this book is a little bit different in aspect of vertical and horizontalThis book will be renamed "master of stealing incense", and moved to fantasy category, please collect, continue to support, thank you!It's not my name
