Flower Stealing Master Chapter 971: Fuck your clothes after the matter is gone

Daiqisi, as the fourth king of Mingjiao after all, is far from comparable to the three or four generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples. She saw a purple shadow flashing by, and all the Quanzhen Sect disciples suddenly felt that the sword was on the sword. An odd force came, and he couldn't help but stab to the side. [＜{?＜

Song Qingshu looked at the charming and incomparable woman next to her: "Didn't you leave? Why, can't you bear me?"

Daiqisi's face flushed: "Who can't bear you anymore, it's just that everyone is a companion after all, and can't bear to see you being chopped into a puddle of mud."

"I like the arrogant attributes of Madam very much." Song Qingshu looked at her playfully.

"What is Tsundere?" Daiqisi was startled, then angrily said, "Besides, who wants you to like it?"

Hundreds of Taoists in the Chongyang official were all monks and monks. Suddenly they heard them flirting and lingering softly. They were all embarrassed. The old ones were quite embarrassed, and the young ones inevitably aroused Fan Xin. . Everyone looked at each other, and some couldn't help blushing. Zhang Zhiguang shouted: "The Double Ninth Palace is a clean place, so I have to say these indecent words here!"

Song Qingshu sneered coldly: "More than indecent words, I still have to do something indecent, what can you do to me?"

As soon as the voice fell, he took one arm, took Dai Qisi's slender waist, and hugged her in his arms, and then kissed her hard in her stunned eyes.

Daiqisi's mind suddenly went blank, and for a while she forgot to struggle, letting the other party kiss her blushing. The little dragon girl, who was hugged by Song Qingshu on the other side, looked at the two curiously. I don’t know why. The scene was a bit familiar. She couldn’t help thinking that in the inn that night, the master sister and Song Qingshu were by the bed in front of her. In the scene of Dianluan and Phoenix, the originally pale cheeks suddenly became blush.

Pu Cha Qiucao is even more weird, thinking that he hadn't noticed Tang Kuobian, the arrogant horse before. I didn't expect him to be such a bold person, even though she openly hooked up to Tang Kuobian with women other than his wife. Ta is very dissatisfied, but at this moment she also has to admire the heroic spirit of the other party, and now she is in the siege, seeing the crowd as nothing.

"If Big Brother Yang is holding me like this..." Pu Cha Qiucao had some pictures in his mind. Suddenly the deer collided, and a girl's heart burst.

"It's offensive!"

"Stopping the morals!"

"It's just outrageous!"

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The Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect in the main hall couldn't help being very angry, and they attacked again with their long swords.

They are crowded and powerful. The sword lights are shining around, and there is almost no place to dodge. Dai Qisi's face is pale, thinking that when her husband died, she didn't accompany him to die, but today she wants to live and die with Song Qingshu. Up.

She was holding her sword and was about to step forward to meet the enemy. As for how many swords she could hold, she had no time to think about it. Who knew there was a strong force coming from her waist, and she fell back into Song Qingshu’s arms again. His faint voice sounded: "Leave it to me next."

It turned out that Kung Fu Song Qingshu had barely controlled the injuries of the little dragon girl at this time, and saw that he was holding the little dragon girl with one hand, and freed the other hand to press into the void. The dozens of swords scattered on the ground before trembled. The Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect also noticed the abnormality. When they were in a state of uncertainty, dozens of swords on the ground suddenly flew into the air, centered on Song Qingshu, and began to spin sharply, forming a bright sword curtain.

The Taoist priests who were close to him couldn't avoid it, their skins and flesh were spattered, and the blood flowed, scaring them back hurriedly. At the beginning, the sword curtain only danced in the land of Song Qingshu three feet away, and as they retreated, the entire aperture range suddenly expanded to nearly ten feet.

Song Qingshu hugged the little dragon girl like this, and took Daiqisi and Pu Cha Qiucao leisurely to the outside of the hall as if taking a walk, Quanzhen taught that no one dared to come closer along the way.

Daiqisi looked at the shimmering sword curtain around her, her red lips parted in surprise, is this really martial arts? No wonder even Mingzun was defeated by him! But at a young age, how did he develop this martial arts?

Don’t say Daiqisi, even the little dragon girl who has always been light and windy is looking around curiously, her eyes flickering, she thinks that she can barely control dozens of swords at the same time with the net power of the sky, but the control range It can only be a few inches around the body, and it must not be expanded to more than ten feet away.

Because she controls too many swords, the strength of each sword will inevitably be lowered a lot. As a result, the real master cannot break the defense. It is inevitable that it seems a little tricky and thick and insufficient, but the opponent's sword formation is completely There is no problem in this respect, dozens of swords are rotating around high, and anyone who dares to approach a little bit will be crushed into flesh immediately.

Pu Cha Qiucao's reaction was the coldest one. After all, she was a little numb by the magical martial arts that the other party showed one after another. In addition, she always thought that Song Qingshu was Tang Kuobian, and she was like Tang Kuobian. If you have a wife, it’s hard to have any other ideas—the only idea is to marvel at the eyes of Princess Gobi’s choice of son-in-law. You must know that Tang Kuobian has always had a low sense of existence in the capital, who knows that he is like this. A stunning character.

Seeing that the people in Song Qingshu saw others as nothing, and walked out in a swaggering manner. The Quanzhen disciples in the main hall were all faceless, and Zhang Zhiguang's thoughts changed: There are so many of us around them, one of them still Severely injured, if they were allowed to leave like this, what face would I have in the future to fight for the position of master?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiguang shouted: "Don't be frightened by him. This sword curtain is just looking great. Let's rush up together. I don't believe he can control those swords!"

Many Quanzhen disciples agreed, but no one dared to rush upwards. After all, the sharp voice whizzing past the sword curtain was clear and audible, and it was really not like a strong outsider.

When Zhang Zhiguang saw that everyone was not moving, his brain suddenly flashed, and he shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, let's throw the sword over!"

Tiangang Beidou Formation has trained similar cooperation. If it encounters a difficult enemy, sometimes it will shoot each other swords, and the person on the other side will receive the swords of the companions, and the enemy is likely to be forced into a mess. Expose flaws.

Getting a reminder from Zhang Zhiguang, all the Taoists awakened like a dream, and raised the sword in their hands forward, then the other hand used internal force to hit the end of the hilt, and for a while, countless swords suddenly shot at Song Qingshu in the middle. Away.

Song Qingshu let out a cold snort, and the sword curtain surrounding his body suddenly accelerated a few minutes, and then there was a clanging sound in the hall. The long swords hit the sword curtain, as if water drops hit the stone wall. Immediately dispersed.

For a time, sharp swords flew in the hall, all flying in irregular trajectories. Although Quanzhen's disciples were trained to receive swords from each other, how could they catch this kind of swords that flew without trajectory?

The hall exclaimed again and again. It turned out that the roads were all injured by the flying swords, and almost no one could stand safe and sound.

Song Qingshu looked around. In the entire hall, except for Ouyang Feng on the other side who competed with the Seventh Quanzhen for internal strength, the surrounding area was really dense, plus the distance was a bit far away. When the flying sword arrived, most of the strength had disappeared. Therefore, they were shocked by their anger, and they all fell to the ground, which did not affect them.

Qiu Qianren originally had a headache from the Big Dipper formations, but these fast-flying swords disrupted the opponent's formation. He took the opportunity to severely injure several opponents and broke the entire formation in one fell swoop.

Song Qingshu was also incomparably stunned. Unexpectedly, the situation reversed in an instant, and the entire Quanzhen Sect basically lost its combat effectiveness.

Retracting the sword curtain, Song Qingshu stretched his feet hard, and the whole person instantly appeared in front of Zhang Zhiguang, condescendingly looking at the Taoist priest who was lying on the ground with two swords in his body, moaning and moaning, the corners of his mouth could not help but appear. A joking smile: "Zhou Lang planned to settle the world, he lost his wife and broke down."

Zhang Zhiguang saw that because of his own bad idea, the entire Quanzhen Sect was likely to be destroyed here, he couldn't help but feel ashamed, and he couldn't help but get into it directly.

Who knows that Song Qingshu suddenly raised his voice at this time: "Thank you for your help, so that we can subdue your teacher up and down without any effort, this commander will not forget this credit."

"Zhang Zhiguang, you beast!"

"The traitor who eats inside and out!"

"The dog thief who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestor!"

"Despicable and shameless traitor!"

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Hearing Song Qingshu's words, the Taoist priests in the main hall glared at Zhang Zhiguang and yelled at him.

Zhang Zhiguang almost wanted to cry without tears. He had the intention to explain but didn't know how to speak. After all, the facts were defeated before his eyes, and he would not believe it if it was him. But this black pot is too big, he really can’t remember it, even if others don’t believe him, he still has to explain ~IndoMTL.com~ But when he was about to speak, Song Qingshu's voice rang in his ears again: "I can let You are the next master of Quanzhen, but it depends on your knowledge."

Zhang Zhiguang was in a daze. The other party was standing three feet away without moving his lips. Why did he hear his voice? However, after all, he was an outstanding figure among the three generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples, and he was considered well-informed, and he quickly remembered the fascinating knowledge of Wulin Zhongyin.

While shocked, Zhang Zhiguang's mind turned anxiously. Now that the opponent controls the audience is a foregone conclusion. No matter how hard he resists, it will not help. It is better to obey the opponent. After all, the opponent can't be in charge of the Quanzheng Sect. He needs an interest. The spokesperson can use this opportunity to get the coveted position of the master.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiguang's face changed, and there was no explanation at all, Song Qingshu knew that he had already moved.

The reason why Song Qingshu forced Zhang Zhiguang to oppose the entire Quanzhen Sect was to make him have nowhere to go. He could only hold his thighs tightly to continue to sit firmly. Otherwise, if you choose a person who is deep in the heart of teaching everyone to be the head teacher, in case the other side has any other thoughts, it will not be easy for the Quanzhenist force to regain it.

"Brother Feng, Brother Qiu, I'll leave it to you here. You help Daochang Zhang clean up the mess. I will go down the mountain first." Compared to Quanzhen Sect, Song Qingshu cares more about the life and death of Little Dragon Girl, and is eager to find a place to give it. She healed.

Ouyang Feng was trying his best to answer his inner strength, Qiu Qianren smiled and said: "Marshal, please rest assured, leave it to us here."

Song Qingshu was about to leave, but the little dragon girl in her arms struggling to raise her head, her eyes slowly swept away in the hall, and she whispered: "Wait, where is Yin Zhiping?"

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