Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1188: The glamorous lady boss of the wilderness

Song Qingshu was startled, not knowing what arrangements Jia Sidao had made, a faint worry arose in her heart, and she arranged for Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang to rob people. If there was a conflict with Jia Sidao’s arrangements, then It's in trouble. ??

"Alright? We are ready to go out." Zhao Min not far away said impatiently. She has always admired heroes and heroes. She has no affection for Jia Baoyu, who is full of fat and powder, not to mention that she is now anxious to go back. Visiting my father and seeing his mother-in-law there, naturally I didn't have a good face.

Jia Sidao frowned slightly, and said to him unwillingly: "You go first, be careful all the way." Originally, Mrs. Wang planned to serve Jia Baoyu with a maid, but it was a pity that the Mongolian side directly served. Rejecting, Jia Sidao thought about his plan again, but it was troublesome for two more people, so he didn't insist on it.

Song Qingshu nodded, and came to a high Mongolian horse. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: I don’t know if Jia Baoyu can ride a horse or how he can ride. Now Jia Sidao is staring behind him, just in case he gets caught. It fell short.

"What are you doing in a daze, get on the horse!" Zhao Min urged impatiently there again, Song Qingshu was itching with hatred, this little girl, do you know that you are likely to ruin your husband's big business.

Maybe it was Zhao Min's urging that gave him a lot of brains. He immediately thought that if Jia Baoyu can't ride a horse, Jia Sidao must have come out to intercede at this time. Since he hasn't spoken yet, he obviously knows how to ride. However, Jia Baoyu mingled with women all the time, even if he could ride a horse, he would certainly be limited.

With a plan in mind, Song Qingshu pretended to be clumsy and jerky and climbed onto the steed, which caused Zhao Min to be contemptuous again.

"Driving!" Zhao Min was too lazy to look at him again, his slender legs clamped his horse belly, and the lead galloped away. The rest of the Mongols also came and went like wind. Song Qingshu gave a wry smile, and had to bite his head. Up.

The group of Mongols obviously intended to make this Southern Song prince suffer a bit. They rode fast, waiting for him to fall to the ground. Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu has been swaying from side to side, watching it several times. When they were about to fall off their horses, they couldn't help but feel disappointed when they knew that the waist had stabilized and stabilized.

Because the handover has already been completed with the Southern Song Dynasty officials, the road for a group of people to go out of the city can be described as a green light all the way, saving a lot of complicated procedures, and it didn't take long to leave Lin'an City.

When he was in the city, Song Qingshu was worried that Jia Sidao’s eyes and ears would see the flaws, so he performed poorly in riding. After leaving the city, he didn’t have so much scruples. In the wild, he doesn't even need to hide anything.

Seeing Song Qingshu gradually following up, it seemed that there was no embarrassment at all. The people in the Mongolian delegation looked at him, and even Zhao Min turned his head and took a deep look at him. How do they know that Song Qingshu is a figure who has been on the battlefield after all, and riding horses is a commonplace for him.

"This is a bit like a man." Zhao Min murmured, speeding up again. Now she is back home. She no longer chooses a comfortable carriage or a big boat, but instead uses the fastest and hardest horse riding. .

The group of people drove like this. When they were tired, they drank and ate dry food on their horses. When the horses were exhausted, they changed to the horses they were accompanying. They had already left Lin'an for a hundred miles in half a day.

Song Qingshu can't stop reading, no wonder the Mongolian army is coming and going like wind, which is evident from this. However, the Central Plains dynasty wanted to learn but couldn’t learn it. Mongolian soldiers were born knights. They grew up on horsebacks. In addition, each knight was equipped with three steeds at the same time. They would change horses at intervals of a certain distance to ensure that the horses were always abundant. In terms of physical strength, how could the Central Plains Dynasty have so many war horse reserves.

At the same time, Song Qingshu was also very worried. Although Zhou Zhiruo and Lan Fenghuang both came out early, but the Mongolian people are so fast, I don't know if they have arranged them well.

Seeing a tea house on the side of the road from a distance, Song Qingshu was delighted, pulled the reins, and deliberately called out: "Stop and have some tea, I really can't hold on anymore."

Zhao Min frowned, and the King Kong sect master beside him also said: "Princess, we have been on our way for a long time. It's time to take a break."

"The sect master doesn't seem to be very worried about my father's condition." Zhao Min said thoughtfully.

The King Kong Sect Master’s face changed and he hurriedly said: "How can I learn from the loyalty of King Ruyang, but after so long, everyone is tired, and there is not much delay in eating. Time."

At the same time, he secretly cried out. Although his martial arts is high, but he is also old, such a toss is really a bit uncomfortable. Thinking of going to Mobei more than thousands of miles, he regrets it, knowing that he should push this errand, and the old Miscellaneous Mao must have expected this situation a long time ago and therefore encouraged me to come.

Zhao Min suddenly thought of something, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Alright, everyone dismounts and rests in the tea room in front of you for an hour."

"An hour?" The Mongolian guards who accompanied them looked at each other. They were so anxious along the way, and suddenly took a break for an hour. Wouldn't it be too extravagant. However, Zhao Min has always been wise, and this group of subordinates are very convinced of her, but no one expresses any objection.

After arranging the horses, a group of people entered the tea house. The tea house was originally small. As soon as they entered, the whole tea house was occupied.

Zhao Min is naturally in the best position. Although the King Kong master is respected, he is actually not qualified to sit at the same table with her, but Zhao Min seems to ask him about something again, and specifically calls him to sit with her.

Song Qingshu originally wanted to move in eagerly, even if he could not do anything, smelling the scent of Zhao Min's body was much more pleasant than smelling the sweat of those men. Who knew that Zhao Min could not look down on him at all, and did not invite him to join him. The meaning of the table, he could only sit on a table next to him and Xuan Ming.

Curious about what Zhao Min would say, Song Qingshu pricked his ears after sitting down.

I only heard Zhao Min say: "Sect Master, my father shouldn't be sick, right."

Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized, no wonder she was so anxious all the way, because she thought her father was seriously ill.

The King Kong Sect Master's face changed slightly, and he smiled and said: "Why did the princess say this?"

Zhao Min said indifferently: "I am concerned and confused. I haven't thought about it until I saw that the sect master seemed a little unable to withstand such a rapid march, and I didn't react."

"So what's the problem?" The King Kong sect master looked blank.

Zhao Min replied: "If my dad is really sick, in fact, just send a knight over here, so why bother with someone like the sect master to go there in person? After much deliberation, the reason for asking the sect master to come , The most likely thing is that I’m worried that I won’t go back and need the force and prestige of the sect master to force me back. If my dad is really sick, how can I not go back?"

"The princess is really witty, yes, King Ruyang did not get sick." By now, there is no need to hide from the King Kong Sect master. "The prince knows that your false propaganda will go to the Southern Song Dynasty and is extremely furious. , So I was sent here specially to bring the princess back before the incident did not become serious."

After speaking, he took out a gold medal from his arms and raised it in front of everyone: "If the prince has an order, you can **** the princess back to the Ruyang palace without error."

The two elders Xuanming and the other guards looked at each other and had to stand up and salute. Seeing the gold medal, such as seeing King Ruyang himself, after all, Zhao Min's power was given by King Ruyang, and they naturally could only obey.

Song Qingshu was exclaiming that Zhao Min was really quick-witted, and inferred the whole thing from a little detail. Suddenly she was deprived of command and can only lament that the world is impermanent.

Seeing Zhao Min’s expressionless face, the King Kong sect master was also a little flustered for this Ji Zhi Wushuang little master, worried that she would settle accounts after the fall, and hurriedly advised: “In fact, the princess doesn’t have to worry too much, Song Qingshu’s martial arts boy. Zhigao’s life is rare, not to mention his face, which is by no means short-lived. This time, he will surely turn a good luck."

When they heard them mentioning himself, Song Qingshu was immediately moved. It turns out that Zhao Min's false decree of the Mongolian Khan, this time, came to Jiangnan specially for me...

Zhao Min's face lightened slightly, and he chuckled, "Isn't it the craftsmanship of Taoist priests? When will the masters of the Buddhist priests also look at the pictures?"

"Everything is interlinked, know a little, just a little." The Vajra Gate master laughed.

"I don't know what this lady would like to eat. In addition to tea, we also have a variety of Jiangnan special desserts." At this time, the proprietress of Kung Fu Tea Liao has come out to give them tea on the table, although rough Shirt, but still can't bear the amorous feelings that mature and full body exudes. Who is it if it's not a blue phoenix?

Zhao Min looked up at her, her face changed, and immediately sneered: "With your outstanding appearance~IndoMTL.com~How can you sell tea in this barren mountain?"

Song Qingshu had a black thread. In the original plan, Blue Phoenix poisoned most of the people, and then Zhou Zhiruo took the initiative to "rob him". Who knows that Zhao Min is smarter than a fox. There was a flaw.

Lu Changke had already greedily looked at her bumpy body, and he couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard the words: "I will capture her first and let the princess interrogate her." As soon as he moved, the person had appeared in the blue phoenix body. side.

Although Lan Fenghuang is the master of a sect, he has all his accomplishments in the use of poison, and martial arts can only be said to be average, so the deer stick guest grabbed her by the arm as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The deer rode was delighted, and was about to reach out and touch her milky skin. Who knew there was a fluffy spider on her hand, which was bigger than the largest spider he had ever seen. To be big, the long hairs on the feet show that it is extremely poisonous.

The deer stickman screamed in fright, shook his hand in fright, and at the same time retreated violently faster than he had come.

Seeing that the brother was at a disadvantage, Hebi Weng hurriedly rushed over and learned the lesson of the Luzhangke. He did not dare to touch the opponent with his bare hands, but sacrificed the Hebi Pen and went to Lan Phoenix.

Blue Phoenix's face changed slightly, and a ball of poisonous powder was sprinkled, and he moved back. Crane Penweng stretched out his palm and waved, the power of the palm of the **** Xuanming shook the poisonous powder to one side, and he didn't stop at any point on his toes. The ground continued to attack Blue Phoenix.

Seeing that the blue phoenix is ​​inevitable, suddenly the blue shadow flashes, and a long whip hits head-on, the crane pen and Weng hurriedly jumped and avoided it, the long whip quickly and incoherently moved forward, crane pen Weng took three steps back quickly. Who knew that the opponent's whip was magical, and he had already been trapped in three strokes.

After seeing the face of the person who made the whip, a faint smile appeared on Zhao Min’s lips: "Things are getting more and more interesting." 8 More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading academy