Flower Stealing Master Chapter 370: Little Junior Sister

Seeing Xiaolongnv sitting in her arms as if she was stupid, Song Qingshu became uncomfortable. Although he enjoys the touch of holding the little dragon girl like this, the eyes of everyone in the lobby are full of sight, not to mention that there is Bing Xueer sitting next to him, his nerves are not so big.

Feeling Song Qingshu's hand on her slender waist, she just woke up like a dream. She quickly stood up, her face bursting with an unprecedented faint blush.

Under Bing Xue’er’s weird gaze, Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, and quickly answered Ouyang Feng’s words to divert everyone’s attention: "I have always admired Bei Qiaofeng’s heroism. If you want to come to him, he should be disdainful of his heroism. I just hide my head and show my tail like this."

Looking at the mask on his face, everyone in the lobby gave out a hint of kind laughter, at his self-deprecating sex＠※ωáń＠※＠※Roba, ↗.⊕∧.◇The son was full of goodwill, except for the Mongolian group of course. people.

"With your martial arts, you must be a man of great background in the arena, why dare you not show your true face?" Zhao Min always likes to control the overall situation, and she naturally feels deeply jealous of such a master of inexplicable origin. .

"Because I am so handsome, in order to prevent you, a young girl like you, from falling in love with me when I see my appearance, I have to wear a mask." With a mask, Song Qingshu seems to be a Children who do not have to be afraid of punishment for doing wrong have regained the unbridled scrutiny of the past.

Bing Xueer showed a dumbfounded look. Of course she was wearing a mask. Others could not see her expression clearly. The little dragon girl next to her also looked at him in surprise, with an expression that had never seen such a brazen person.

Everyone in the lobby could hear that he was molesting Zhao Min, anyway, it was not too troublesome to watch the show, so the hall burst into laughter and whistles flew all over the sky.

Zhao Min's face was cold, and he said coldly: "Mr. Deer, Mr. Crane, please palm your mouth for me."

Lu Zhangke and Crane Biweng served by Zhao Min for a long time. They knew her temper very well. They were already ready to take action. Hearing her order, the two attacked without hesitation. Xiang Song Qingshu.

The two elders Xuanming each stretched out a palm, one covered Song Qingshu's chest, one attacked his lower abdomen dantian, and the other hand slammed his face one after another.

The two cooperated closely. The enemy wanted to parry the palms of the attacking body, so he would inevitably have to slap on the face. If he stretches out his hands to block the hands of the attacking face, the dantian will be destroyed in the slightest, and the death will be on the spot.

Don't say it is an ordinary master, even if the top master is caught off guard, they will be embarrassed by their tricks.

"Dragon girl, borrow your sword for a use."

The little dragon girl just heard the sound in her ears, she felt her hands were empty, and she couldn't help being shocked. A master swordsman didn't even know how his sword was taken away. It was incredible.

The two elders Xuan Ming suddenly felt that a brilliant sword light appeared in front of them, and they quickly changed their skills and took out their weapons from their arms.

After a dragon groan, the second old man walked backwards in embarrassment, looking at the half of the crane pen and deer head stick in his hand, with a lingering expression.

"Dragon girl, do you want to kill Zhao Zhijing?" Song Qingshu turned to look at Xiaolongnv and asked after he forced the two elders Xuanming back.

The Little Dragon Girl nodded subconsciously before turning her head back.

"If you want to kill Zhao Zhijing, you don't have to bet with that princess." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, his figure disappeared in place, everyone blinked, and he stood there again, as if from beginning to end. I haven't moved, the only difference is that there is a red blood drop on the tip of the sword in his hand.

"Chuck~" There was a strange sound in the lobby, everyone turned their heads and saw Zhao Zhijing, who was hiding behind the Mongolian warrior, clutching his throat with a look of disbelief, and slowly fell down.

There was an uproar in the room, especially the Mongolian group, who stood up one after another. Even the Jingang sect master and the Daoist Taoist who had been silent, looked horrified. Song Qingshu's sword is so fast, if he is unprepared , It is estimated that blood will be splashed on the spot.

Since seeing Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Min soon had a plan to control Quanzhen Sect in his heart, but with Zhao Zhijing’s death, all of this disappeared, and he couldn’t help but look at Song Qingshu with surprise and anger: "What are you? Who?"

Song Qingshu received the tip of the sword in front of him and let out a sigh of relief. The blood beads spread out immediately, and said in a strange sad tone: "You can call me Ximen Chuuxue."

In the past life, every boy in his previous life dreamed that one day would be able to flutter in white clothes like Simon blowing snow, a long sword invincible in the world, when Song Qingshu found that he could vaguely reach this state, but sadly found himself again I can't go back to the wonderful world before.

"Ximen blowing snow?" Zhao Min was taken aback. The powerful intelligence network of the Ruyang Palace had never heard of this man. He was worried about what kind of martial arts elder he was. Then he turned to look at the Taoist Baihua, and shook his head when he saw him. Signed, more doubts in my heart.

The reason why Song Qingshu chose to kill Zhao Zhijing and spare Yin Zhiping was because he felt that Yin Zhiping was the so-called "Dragon Knight" in the Western wizarding world, and in the world of "Three-Body", he could also be called Xiaolong The female "Wall Breaker"...No matter what, his life and death should be decided by Xiaolong Girl herself.

Of course, Song Qingshu does not know that this world has not actually happened this peerless tragedy...

As for the scum like Zhao Zhijing, Song Qingshu has never looked down upon him, so he helped the little dragon girl take care of it.

"Dragon girl, your sword." Song Qingshu held the sword, and carefully handed it to the little dragon girl. Looking at her peerless face, her heart was full of pity, how stingy is God, why can't she tolerate something too perfect in the world.

"Well," was stunned by the elegance of the sword he had just now, the little dragon girl took it over at a loss, "Thank you."

"It's all a family~IndoMTL.com~ should be." Song Qingshu smiled faintly.

"Family?" Xiaolongnv was slightly angry. Although this person has high martial arts, why did she speak upside down?

"Let me introduce you," Song Qingshu pulled Bing Xueer over, "My wife is also a descendant of the Tomb School. Considering her entry age, you and Li Mochou should both call her senior sister. As for Me, you can call my brother-in-law...Ouch!"

Seeing that Song Qingshu said in front of everyone that he was his wife, Bing Xueer couldn’t wait to sew in one by one. Fortunately, there was a mask blocking her, so she had to comfort herself. Anyway, others couldn’t recognize herself and heard that he was still talking nonsense. , Squeezed him badly on the waist.

"Master sister?" Xiaolongnv looked puzzled. She had never heard of Master and other descendants.

Bing Xue'er smiled slightly, her sleeves flicked on the table, all the chopsticks in the bamboo tube jumped out, Bing Xue'er stretched out her white hands, flapped up and down, and dozens of chopsticks seemed to be invisible by an invisible hand. Controlled and fixed in mid-air, none of them fell to the ground.

"Heaven and earth!" Xiaolongnv looked surprised, without any doubt in her heart, she yelled, "Master Sister~"