Flower Stealing Master Chapter 2093: Children of the Sun

Song Qingshu nodded in sympathy. Standing near the sweat, there were two women, one large and one small. The younger one was covered in gauze, with a slender and tall figure, and a pair of cut water pupils, which seemed to be pulsed. Affectionate, arrogant and indifferent, very eye-catching, the whole person has a kind of elegant and graceful temperament, and there is a faint trace of nobility, which makes people afraid to watch.

The other woman is plump, curvaceous, and a black court dress wraps her graceful body more and more full. Unlike the other girl, she has a mature and beautiful temperament.

Even though the two women are covered with veils and can’t see their appearance clearly, they can be regarded as first-class beauties only with their temperament and smart eyes, even if they look mediocre. If they are exquisite, they are definitely The kind of stunner that reverses all beings.

It’s just that Song Qingshu is used to seeing beauty now, and the beauty of the two did not distract him. At this time, he was thinking about another thing. Just now, this sweaty mouth called their wives and princesses, could it be that they were two women? Is it his wife and daughter?

However, he immediately denied this speculation. Firstly, if it were his wife and daughter, he wouldn't speak so politely. Secondly, this profuse sweat is only about 30 years old, how could he have such a big sweat? daughter?

But then Song Qingshu became more and more puzzled, what kind of country's lady and princess are this? Why is the attitude of this profuse to them so strange?

The lady spoke with a soft and pleasant voice: "If it's too late today, or just here, send more people to patrol around." As a woman, she obviously wanted to go with Xue Baochai and the others before. Up.

"Also." Khan nodded, and looked back and ordered his guards to patrol around the inn.

At this time, a young man with big eyebrows and big eyes also spoke: "You go to the kitchen to prepare a meal, you go upstairs to clean up the room..."

"Yes, Young City Lord!" The people under his command led away.

"Young City Lord?" Song Qingshu became more and more puzzled. Such a title obviously did not belong to the Central Plains countries. There is no such thing as a city owner here. Even the Lu Wende brothers have guarded Xiangyang for so many years, and no one called Lu Shidao the Young City Lord.

"Xiaoming is well arranged, and he has become more and more honorable." Said Da Khan approvingly.

Young City Lord smiled happily: "It’s so sweaty."

After reading Song Qingshu for half a day, he also vaguely saw the doorway. They are not a general affiliation relationship, but more like an equal cooperative relationship of allies.

Unable to guess the identity of the two parties for a while, Song Qingshu began to pay attention to the other people.

There was a short and fat monk standing next to that young city lord, saying that the monk was also very reluctant. Although he had a bald head, he had no scars, and his clothes were very different from those of the Central Plains monk, and he was not like a tantric monk. But there is a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest, with his big bald head, giving people the first impression that he is a monk.

I noticed him because he is probably one of the highest martial arts among this group of people.

In addition to him, behind that lady and young lady stood a rickety old woman, watching the wind blow and she fell down. Maybe ordinary people think she is a thin old lady, but Song Qingshu didn’t just look at it with his eyes, but at Human "gas".

This old woman and that fat monk are the two with the highest martial arts in the field.

The lady and the princess breathe softly, walk lightly, and obviously have good martial arts, plus the group of Mongolian warriors, the young city lord and the lady’s men, all shrewd and powerful, obviously all For the carefully selected players, it is no wonder that the Heavenly Mandate Church came out to ambush them.

"Seeing that they were born beautiful, do you just stare at me like this?" Suddenly, a sorrowful sound came from my ears.

Song Qingshu looked back, and saw the girl pouting her mouth while looking at herself, obviously dissatisfied with his reaction.

"I'm observing the masters they have." Song Qingshu isolated this small area with a powerful aura, so the two whispered in a low voice, and they didn't worry about being heard by the masters in the hall.

"Oh, who are the masters?" Wan Yan Chongjie suddenly became interested.

Song Qingshu began to explain to her that everyone's martial arts is generally strong or weak. When it came to the lady and the princess, Wan Yan Zhongjie suddenly asked: "How is their martial arts better than me?"

Song Qingshu thought for a while, and replied: "They didn't make a move, and I can't judge the martial arts. From the internal strength, the lady has a deeper cultivation base than you, and the princess is about the same as you."

Wan Yan Zhongjie's cheeks suddenly bulged with anger: "These foxes are so attractive and martial arts are so good. There is really no reason for them."

Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, thinking that you have cursed yourself too?

Wan Yan Zhongjie suddenly rolled his eyes: "Brother Song, do you want to catch these two fox Meizi for you as Mrs. Xiaozhai?"

"What do you think about all day long." Song Qingshu couldn't help a black line.

"Obviously that's what you think in your heart." Wan Yan Chongjie snorted.

"Be quiet, someone is coming." Song Qingshu hurriedly made a silent gesture.

Wan Yan Zhongjie didn't dare to mess around anymore, and quietly stretched out his head to observe the situation below.

"Why haven't the cooks been done for so long? At least pour us some tea." The Young City Lord said with some dissatisfaction, and soon some of his men ran to the kitchen to investigate.

But quickly ran back in a panic: "The kitchen...no...no one, no one."

"How is it possible!" Young City Lord was furious, and just said that seven or eight people have gone to the kitchen, how can there be no one.

The lady frowned, and said to the old woman behind her: "Grandma, go and see if the person upstairs is tidying up the room."

The old woman nodded slightly, and flew up to the second floor with a little toe, and quickly checked.

Wan Yan's small mouth opens up into an o-shape: "This old lady is very good at light work."

"It's really good." Song Qingshu nodded.

Wan Yan Zhongjie quickly pursed his lips and smiled: "But you are still far behind your brother."

"Bullshit." Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile, no wonder Ouyang Feng treats her as a granddaughter and loves her like a granddaughter. This little girl is really painful.

At this time, the old woman had already inspected the second floor, and flew back to the lobby to report: "Madam~IndoMTL.com~ There is no one upstairs."

Now even the most nervous person realizes something is wrong:

"There is an ambush!"

The surrounding samurai drew out their weapons to protect Da Khan and the others in the center, looking at the surroundings with guard, except for the sound of wind outside, no enemy appeared.

The fat monk stood up and said, "Why don't I lead a few people to investigate around." He is conceited of martial arts, and he is not afraid of other people's ambush.

"No, the other party is obviously similar to hunting by wolves, deliberately using panic to weaken our will, and then take the opportunity to disperse our strength, we can't fall into their trap, and no one else is allowed to leave and hold on The main points of the inn, we will leave as soon as the day breaks."

Happiness!

At this time, there was a clapping sound from the entrance of the inn, and Shan Yuru smiled and walked in: "As expected of the Son of the Sun, Galdan Khan who makes us sweat and headache."

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