Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1281: The assassin of ice muscle and bones

Song Qingshu looked at Wan Tuan with a surprised look: "I just thought that if I had a chance to win, I would dare to ask the noble concubine to dance a dance. Could Lord Wan Tuo think of something filthy in his mind? "

"Hey?" Wan Tusao was dumbfounded. At that moment, he was indeed filled with some unbearable pictures. He noticed that Zhao Gou looked at him with a bad look, and he hurriedly said, "Nonsense, I can think of any filth. Thing.????"

"That's good." Song Qingshu smiled slightly.

The woman in the yellow shirt not far away frowned slightly, and her voice was a little cold: "The son of Song is too foolish. As a noble concubine, how can she dance for other men?"

Zhao Gou finally said: "If Song Gongzi can really call the wind and rain, it would be considered a kind of auspiciousness in this dynasty, and it would be no problem to let Wu Fei dance a song." He was sure that Song Qingshu could not do it, and naturally pretended to be generous to show him. The magnanimous bearing of the king of a country.

"Your Majesty Shengming!" Since the emperor has spoken, the civil and military officials are naturally hard to say anything.

Zhao Gou sneered secretly. Although this Song Qingshu is a little capable, he is young and frivolous, arrogant and domineering, and he is destined not to be a big-time person. It seems that he was really worried before.

The reason why Song Qingshu has always been so arrogant and domineering is that based on historical experience, the tougher the enemy, the weaker the Southern Song Dynasty. He follows the same pattern, but is to fight for more benefits in the peace talks. It was an unexpected gain to make Zhao Gou's guard down.

If he knew this, he would only lament that Zhao Gou really has the trembling attribute in his bones. The more fierce people are to him, the more comfortable he will be; if he is loyal to him like Yue Fei, he will be suspicious.

"Song son, please!" Zhao Gou smiled, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Song Qingshu nodded: "Please also move to the outside of the temple."

Everyone has no objection to this. Now they are in Jiying Hall, even if it rains outside, they can't see it.

A group of people filed out. When the girl in the yellow shirt passed by Song Qingshu, she deliberately stopped and said with a worried expression: "How are you going to end it later?"

Song Qingshu shrugged: "Is it enough to bring the wind and the rain?"

"I'll be serious with you." The woman in the yellow shirt almost stomped her feet in a hurry.

Song Qingshu was startled: "I'm also serious."

"I don't care about you!" The woman in the yellow shirt turned her face with a cold face, and turned to leave.

Song Qingshu gave a wry smile, why don't you believe me to be honest.

Led by Zhao Gou, the hundreds of civil and military officials formed a circle on the square outside the Jiying Hall, looking at the Song Qingshu in the middle, with different expressions in their eyes.

There are people who gloat for misfortune, such as Zhang Junyi's faction;

It’s nothing to do with oneself and hang up high and watch the show, such as Jia Sidao and others;

There are also secretly anxious for him, such as Han Tong...

Song Qingshu stood in the field, quietly closing his eyes, as if feeling something. A group of people became impatient when he saw that he hadn't moved for a long time. Wan Tongmao was about to sneer and suddenly thought of him in case. It would be terrible to buckle the unsuccessful black pot on his head, so he swallowed it back as soon as he opened his mouth, and sneered to see what trick he was going to play.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath. Huo Ran opened his eyes. Just as he was about to start his hands, suddenly a sharp call came from a distance: "There is an assassin!"

The civil and military officials were stunned one after another, looking in the direction where the sound came from, only to see a riot of guards in the distance, and people kept falling, and then a white shadow rushed over here with an astonishing degree.

In just a few breaths, the white shadow rushed to the front of Jiying Hall. At this time, everyone could see the assassin's appearance.

I saw the assassin dressed in a white cloth like a veil, as if he was in the smoke and fog, he seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, except for a black head, his whole body was white, his face was beautiful and exquisite, just skin There was a layer of blood missing, and it looked abnormally pale.

Under the moonlight, everyone found her beautiful and elegant, and she couldn't look at her closely. Her appearance was not under Wu Guifei. The only difference was that the female assassin's expression was cold and indifferent, as cold as ice and snow.

"Little Dragon Girl?" Song Qingshu was surprised and delighted. What was delighted was that the last time she was parted in Yangzhou, she actually met again; what was shocked was why she went to the palace and assassinated by herself. Isn't it a life of nine deaths?

The little dragon girl obviously did not expect to meet Song Qingshu here. She was also a little stunned. She didn't know what she thought, and a blush appeared on her ice-like skin, really like a new baby with a strange flower, and Meiyu was dizzy. Bright and unscrupulous.

However, this was only a momentary event. She quickly regained her icy meaning. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Zhao Go in the distance, and she whispered: "Fun Jun suffers death!" The whole person was like a horror. , Lasing towards Zhao Gou.

"Protect the emperor!" At this time, the girl in the yellow shirt also reacted, and she stopped in front of the dragon girl in a flash, her fingers shone like white jade, she saw that the dragon girl was light and she knew her martial arts It's very high, so I don't dare to neglect it.

"You get away." The little dragon girl frowned her eyebrows, her voice was cold, and she shot a sword in the sky.

The woman in the yellow shirt didn't expect her to take out the sword so quickly, her ten fingers flew a little, and they dinged and rattled twenty to thirty times. She couldn't avoid it anymore, she could only use the snake-like raccoon style. Step back to the side~IndoMTL.com~ Raising her hands and putting them in front of her, she was still a little surprised. Because of the practice of Jiuyin white bone claws, her nails were deliberately kept very long. They were said to be nails. In fact, each piece was sharp and tough. Dagger is no different. But in this moment of confrontation, two nails were cut off!

Originally, the girl in the yellow shirt was extremely conceited, and she boasted that no one of her peers was her opponent, but the little dragon girl had no choice but to use her sword too fast. Just now, she had a double sword stabbed and slashed, and she had more than 30 moves in total. If it weren't for the yellow shirt girl who had cultivated the Jiuyin Sutra since she was a child, her internal strength would have been deeper than that of the dragon girl. What she had broken during the fight just now was not her nails but her fingers.

The little dragon girl didn't chase the girl in the yellow shirt and rushed in the direction where Zhao Go was without hesitation.

However, although the girl in the yellow shirt did not stop the little dragon girl just now, she fought for a moment of time. At this moment, a few figures surrounded Zhao Goutuan and protected her, and she was the most mysterious belt in the palace. Among them are Wu Tiande disguised by Ding Dian and Ling Huchong.

"Shadow Fist!" Seeing Xiaolongnv rushing over, Ding Dian shouted angrily, and fisted over. He was so powerful, this fist was so powerful that few people in the arena could hold it. Got to come down.

The little dragon girl frowned slightly, and she handed it out with a sword in her left hand, piercing Ding Dian's wrist as fast as an electric flash. Ding Dian's fist sank instantly and planned to take the opportunity to smash the sword in her hand. Who knew that there was an "Ah" sound in her ear. Zhao Gou who was standing behind him had already hit the sword.

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