Flower Stealing Master Chapter 359: Competition in the palace

A group of female disciples filed in, drew out their swords and surrounded the four wicked men, and a beautiful girl with a charming figure walked in slowly.

Duan Yanqing saw these women dressed in Emei sect costumes, frowned and said: "The girl is the head of the Emei sect Zhou?"

"It is this seat, I have seen Mr. Duan." Zhou Zhiruo's voice is cold, not sad or not, so people can't hear her emotions.

"Wow, there are so many women all at once, and I can't bear it for Yun Mou." Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's face, Yun Zhonghe smiled presumptuously.

Zhou Zhiruo's face sank, Ye Erniang hurriedly reminded: "Fourth be careful!"

But after all, it was still a little late. Zhou Zhiruo, who looked like a ghost, suddenly rushed to the cloud in front of the crane and stretched out his hand to grab it. The five fingers are as white as jade, and a weird crystal color emerges, which is really the famous Jiuyin white bone claw.

Under the great horror of the cloud, the crane hurriedly carried away light work to hide. Although he avoided the vital point of his throat, Zhou Zhiruo's shoulder was still caught by Zhou Zhiruo, and the skin burst into flesh and blood poured out like a fountain of blood.

Zhou Zhiruo was about to completely abolish his arm, but Yan Qing had already reacted at this time, raising the iron rod and poking it towards her vest.

Kicked Yunzhonghe, slendered his waist with the force of the counter-shock, and moved three feet out of thin air. Duan Yanqing was secretly crying. Just now, in order to save the crane in the cloud, he used the strategy of encircling Wei and saving Zhao. Because he was afraid of Zhou Zhiruo's quick physical skills, he didn't spare any effort to go away. However, Zhou Zhiruo moved aside forcibly, causing his stab Facing the crane in the cloud.

Yun Zhonghe had just escaped from Zhou Zhiruo's hands. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he found the boss's iron rod stabbed in his chest, almost frightened.

Duan Yanqing is thinking that he wants to win the throne, and naturally he needs a helper. Although Yun Zhonghe is not a pity for his death, he is a rare confidant. It is a pity to kill.

Duan Yanqing moved the iron rod a few inches away between the electric light and flint, and plunged it into the floor next to it, sparks splashing everywhere. Zhou Zhiruo had already taken the opportunity to attack, and the offensive and defensive situation changed immediately. Duan Yanqing was already inconvenient to move, so he had to focus on the crutches inserted on the floor and dealt with it with one hand and one cane.

Ye Erniang and Nanhai Crocodile saw that the boss was in a dangerous situation, and they rushed up with their weapons. Zhou Zhiruo unbuttoned the long whip and swiped it in front of the two with a swipe. The Nanhai Crocodile cut a file with his crocodile mouth. Feeling the tingling of the tiger's mouth, the whole person was kicked to the ground, Ye Erniang's two swords were knocked into the air, and he couldn't stop retreating. The situation was slightly better than that of the Nanhai Crocodile God.

The two were quickly surrounded by the Emei faction disciples who had reacted. They were caught in a melee and could no longer help.

Duan Yanqing got a little respite and was about to take the other iron crutch back. He didn't know that Zhou Zhiruo's long whip didn't stop, and it entangled the iron crutch on the ground by the way.

I only felt a strange force coming, Duan Yanqing shook his whole body, unable to maintain his balance anymore, and rolled to the ground embarrassedly. As soon as she was about to get up, Zhou Zhiruo grabbed her throat and saw the power of her nine-yin white claws. Duan Yanqing secretly cried out, "My life is over!"

Don’t know the voice of the crane in the cloud came not far away: "Stop!"

Zhou Zhiruo restrained Duan Yanqing, as long as she spit out her hand, she could end this peerless murderer. When she heard the voice of Yunzhonghe, she was not anxious, turned her head to see what he had to say.

When I met her eyes, the crane in the cloud felt cold, put the rotten silver crane claws on Song Qingshu’s neck, and quickly said: "If you dare to hurt our boss, I will kill the little white face named Song." /

"Kill if you want to kill, what's up to me?" Zhou Zhi said strangely.

Yun Zhonghe was taken aback by her attitude. He quickly reacted and became annoyed and said: "Zhou's head despise our IQ too much. Who in the world doesn't know that Song Qingshu is your husband?"

"Really?" Zhou Zhiruo stared at Bing Xue'er in Song Qingshu's arms, her eyes cold, "Did you not see him holding other women in his arms? How could such a fortunate man be my husband."

Song Qingshu smiled wryly: "I haven't seen you for a few months. I didn't expect your martial arts to improve a lot."

Bing Xue'er's pretty face flushed red, and she felt that it was wrong and embarrassing. The two of them had nothing to do, but now they made the mistress caught by Zheng Gong. She wished that there was a drill on the floor at this time. Go in.

Yunzhonghe was also startled, and subconsciously retorted: "Isn't it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?"

Song Qingshu smiled gratifiedly: "Crane in the cloud, after so long, you finally said something human."

"Shut up!"

Zhou Zhiruo and Yun Zhonghe said in unison.

The crane in the cloud smiled: "It seems that the head of Zhou still cares about your husband. In that case, how about our deal? I let your husband go, you let our boss go, and we parted ways. Today's matter will be revealed. Ever?"

"Song Qingshu has always wanted to kill him, but it's a pity that his martial arts is too high, and he fails every time. This time he ran into him in the gutter and capsized. If you want to kill him, kill him. But you killed him. You can’t kill your enemies with your own hands. Afterwards, you can’t survive and die."

The cold wind blows in~IndoMTL.com~Zhou Zhiruo's skirt is moving lightly, her delicate body seems to be shaken, but at this time the life and death of all the people in the house is controlled by her thoughts. , I just feel that my heart is cold, no one dares to treat her as a delicate little girl.

Yun Zhonghe's complexion suddenly collapsed, and he just felt that it was not right to let it go, and it was not to let it go. He couldn't help but looked at Song Qingshu with a sad face: "Man, what kind of wife are you?"

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, before speaking, Bing Xueer spoke first: "Miss Zhou, this is your fault, uncle... Song Qingshu is your husband no matter how you say it. What can you do between husband and wife? You're so violent and enmity that you can't wait to kill him?"

"Zhou Sect, is there any misunderstanding in it?" Min Rou had a good impression of Song Qingshu, and she only thought he was gentle and moist. She really couldn't figure out why Zhou Zhiruo was so unfeeling.

"Yes, pretty sister, Uncle Song is a good person." Miao Ruolan also said softly.

Zhou Zhiruo's face is uncertain, she can't say that it is because of that. From outsiders, they are originally husband and wife, and it is normal to be a husband and wife...

"I didn't expect you to be quite attractive, so all women would speak for you." Zhou Zhiruo sneered looking at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu responded with a smile: "I am a man who pleases women, but it's a pity that you alone don't seem to feel my charm."

When he heard his brazen words, Min Rou's face turned red, and Bing Xueer secretly cried. Miao Ruolan giggled and said: "You are ashamed, uncle is really shameless."

"Yunzhonghe, as long as you kill the woman in Song Qingshu's arms, I can consider letting you live." Zhou Zhiruo pondered for a moment and suddenly said.

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