Flower Stealing Master Chapter 2095: Repaying

Song Qingshu can't help but listen, this Zhanyu's **** is really a master level, what else is awesome and more murderous than your wife? That * princess seemed to be the fiancée of the young city lord, no wonder he was so angry.

Wait, why does this Young City Master's swordsmanship look so familiar?

Observing carefully for a while, Song Qingshu finally understood where the familiarity came from. It turns out that the swordsmanship of this young city lord is somewhat similar to the Dugu sword intent in the sword mound, but the opponent's swordsmanship is average, so he can only get it. It's not a god, if it weren't for Song Qingshu's extraordinary eyesight, other people would not see the same.

"Dugu Sword Intent?" Song Qingshu was lost in thought. Could it be that Dugu's desire for defeat has any connection with this unparalleled city?

Below, between Zhan Yu and the young city lord’s attack, Shan Yuru looked at the people in the * mansion, with a curious expression: "I haven’t seen what you look like for so many years. I really don’t understand Nian Lian. Why would Danner care about you so much."

"Nian Lian Dan!" Mrs.* was breathing fast, her full chest trembled, and she obviously hated the name.

"Madam is so excited, is it possible that someone with the surname Nian... has been taken advantage of?" Shan Yuru's tone was full of concern, but what he said was extremely vicious.

"Shut up, Hugh will slander my mother's reputation!" *The princess's eyes were wide open, her voice was crisp and sweet, and there was a bit of exoticism.

"It's not her. Did you bully you?" Shan Yuru looked at her with a smile.

"You!" *The princess was about to draw her sword, but was stopped by her mother.

Mrs.* said coldly: "Nian Lian Dan Nasi betrayed our people back then, all of us can't wait to break his body into pieces. We also hope that the leader will tell us where the culprit is now, and we just ended this grievance? "

Shan Yuru smiled: "Madam does not have to deliberately test, this time the pity pill did not come, and I am afraid that my wife will not see him in the future."

"What's the answer to this?" *Madam was very puzzled.

Shan Yuru sighed: "There are rumors that Nian Liandan died in the hands of a mysterious master in the Central Plains. It's a pity that their Huajian faction was withered, but Nian brother died suddenly like this. I am afraid from now on..."

Mrs.* snorted: "Your Yingui School and Huajian School have always been at odds. I'm afraid that you are anxious for them to destroy the faction. Why bother to pretend to be sad in front of us."

Shan Yuru smiled and said: "Oh, I was seen through by the lady."

The princess on the side couldn't help but curiously said: "The martial arts surnamed Nian is so high, and I don't know who killed him. It is really a great benefactor of our * mansion, and I don't know how to repay him."

Shan Yuru said: "The one who can kill the surname Nian is definitely one of the few masters in the world. There is nothing like this character. You are in a small government. I am afraid that there is nothing he can admire, unless ...... Your mother and daughter agree with each other, and there may be some attractiveness."

At this time, behind the plaque, Song Qingshu felt that he was poked in the waist, turned around and found Wan Yan Zhongjie looked at him with a smile but a smile: "How is it, are you tempted?"

Song Qingshu's face was hot: "Don't follow the mess."

"Bastard!" The old woman behind Mrs.* couldn't listen anymore. She was as swift as lightning and attacked Shan Yuru.

"We are clearly talking about the turmoil. Old women like you are here to join in the fun." Shan Yuru's figure flashed, and he avoided the opponent's attack.

Grandma wanted to attack again, at this time, a figure appeared behind Shan Yuru to block her.

Song Qingshu noticed that the figure of martial arts was no less than the previous Zhanyu, and the weapon in his hand was of peculiar shape, which was even more eye-catching.

"The thorn of the gods, you are stunned!" Grandma's eyes were terrified.

Srang Yan grinned: "The old woman has good eyesight."

Grandma couldn't help asking: "When did the Magician's Palace go with the Destiny Cultist? Are you also fascinated by the demon surnamed Shan?"

Old Shurangan's face became hot, and he glanced at Shan Yuru with some guilty conscience, and hurriedly said with a cold snort: "The leader of Shan is obedient to the seventh prince, and we are obedient to profuse sweat. In the final analysis, we are all in the same school. Of."

Gerdan on the side said solemnly: "Sure enough, Brother Ali told me that he couldn't beat me on the battlefield, so he came up with this kind of trick!"

"Mongolian fighting is like hunting by a pack of wolves. It has always been omnipotent. Saying that you are also a Mongolian, it is too naive to say such a thing." Shan Yuru snorted softly.

"Yes, it's me. If I can solve the opponent so easily, I won't let go of such a good opportunity." Geldan frowned, and this time he came to Xixia, will he be too big A bit.

Behind the plaque, Song Qingshu’s heart was full of stormy seas at this time. Brother Ali was confronting the Manchu and Qing Dynasty in the northeast, but he was steadily defeated by Kangxi. Later, I couldn’t tell whether Tiemuzhen was public or selfish. Mutual adjustments between him and the Ruyang King's site, let Ali Bu Ge to deal with the relatively weaker Western Regions, Ruyang Prince's Mansion to deal with Man Qing.

As a result, I didn’t expect that in recent years, Brother Ali not only failed to pacify the Western Regions, but led to the strong rise of Guldan’s power. I think his impression of Temuzhen’s heart has dropped and dropped again, but he is the youngest son of Torre. Torre is also the youngest son of Temujin. Mongolia has always had the custom of keeping the youngest sons. Therefore, Temujin has always loved him. Otherwise, how could he be tolerated like this in another person?

But it’s not that Ali is not making progress. At least so many top masters have been gathered to his subordinates. You must know that the previous masters are the blood knife ancestor and the master Sangjie. Although the two are not weak, they are still far from the top masters. It's worse, and the number of people is too small. Looking at the destiny teaching posture, Brother Ali has suffered from too few masters at the beginning. These years, he has been trying hard to recruit, and it seems that it has been fruitful.

But compared to Brother Ali, Song Qingshu is more concerned about the Magic Palace they mentioned!

The magician palace was built by the magician Pangban. The masters inside are like clouds, and Pangban is the most amazing and brilliant person in the magic school in a hundred years~ IndoMTL.com~ cultivated into the Dao Heart Kind of Magic Da-Dharma, He is the number one master in "Covering the Rain and the Clouds", how high is it? He went south from Mongolia and put pressure on everyone in the Central Plains, just like Thanos invaded the earth.

"Unexpectedly, this world really has Pangban spots." Song Qingshu looked weird, but he didn't have the slightest worry. With his current cultivation level, even the magician Pang Ban, there is nothing to be afraid of, the only thing worthy of What worries about is, how many figures like Pangban in Mongolia?

Also, I heard Nian Liandan's tone before, Temujin seems to have also cultivated a terrifying magic skill, his strength is unfathomable...

"Don't have two fists hard to beat four hands at that time." Song Qingshu recalled these great masters of the Central Plains Wulin, his eyebrows couldn't help but twisted. The previous battle in Wudang Mountain suffered heavy losses, I am afraid it will be difficult to find a helper in the future.

At this time, the following grandma has already been in a group with Shun Yan, Shi Wuzun coldly snorted: "Wonder, who else are you in ambush? Call out all of them, and the Sajia will pick it up!"

Shan Yuru trembled with a smile: "It's a pity that you may not have this ability." As soon as her voice fell, three figures appeared beside her. From the perspective of sheen and vomiting, none of them were there. Under her.

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