Flower Stealing Master Chapter 406: Girl raising sheep

"Ms. Water... is from the south of the Yangtze River again, wouldn't it be Shui Sheng?" Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became wonderful. The Shui surname was originally rare, not to mention the relationship with the blood knife ancestor...

Song Qing's book is slandered: The butterfly effect is quite big. Di Yun was rescued from the prison in advance by himself, and then he was taken to the sticking place in Yanjing City. Naturally, he did not have the chance to touch the water sheng and touch the original work. The plot of Snow Valley in Central Tibet. However, the historical error correction ability is really strong. Without the snow valley in Tibet, Shui Sheng was still robbed by the blood knife ancestor.

Thinking of that savage and wayward girl at the time, Song Qingshu showed a sorrowful smile. At any rate, she was destined to be ruined by the ancestor of the blood knife. He quickly asked: "Girl water was abducted by the ancestor of the blood knife. When did it happen?"

Faced with Song Qingshu, the soldier was not so impatient with Zhu Yu. When he thought that he was the fairy man, he couldn't help showing an envy, and said jealously: "It was midnight last night, it's already a dozen or so now. It's an hour."

After asking Shuijian where they were pursuing, Song Qingshu took Zhu Yuxuan to the side and whispered, "Ah Jiu, I will help Shuijian and them in this situation to rescue his niece. Afterwards, he I should be embarrassed not to agree to our request."

"The time has passed for so long, is it still too late?" Zhu Yu pouted and couldn't help but complain. "It's all to blame. Just now I said to come to them earlier. You must be holding me... Hu Tian Hu Di, isn't this a mistake."

"I don't know that such a thing will happen," Song Qingshu said grimly, "but with my light work, it is not impossible to catch up with them. Jiu, you go back first, wait for Qingqing to come back here. Tell her about the matter, and I will come back as soon as possible."

"Well, then you should be careful." Zhu Yuxuan intentionally went with him, but after a slight movement, there was a tingling and sore feeling between his legs, and his body was really a little tired. Thinking of the culprit, She couldn't help but glared at Song Qingshu.

"Don't worry, it's just a blood knife ancestor," Song Qingshu smiled confidently, "Then I go first?"

"Yeah." Zhu Yuxu nodded lightly, watching Song Qingshu take a step at random, he appeared dozens of meters away, and he couldn't help but spit out his tongue, "I didn't expect Song Lang's light work to reach its peak."

Zhu Yuxuan's magical behavior with the Iron Sword Gate has changed, and he has come from the light of his own merits. Now that he has seen the huge gap between the two, he feels a bit of loss and a bit of pride in his heart.

Song Qingshu was speeding elegantly while searching for the trail of the blood knife ancestor and his party, secretly calculating: Shui Sheng had just been robbed by the blood knife ancestor, Shui Jian and the others chased it out. It seems that the blood knife ancestor has no time yet. Shui Sheng has troubled him. Shui Sheng should be safe in a short time, but if they change their direction in the middle of chasing and fleeing, wouldn't they be empty?

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of Li Qiushui's voice search for souls in "The Eight Parts of Heavenly Dragons".

Up to now, Song Qingshu can only choose the most stupid method, and estimate the horse's foot strength in his heart. During this period of time, where they can go as far as they can go, if he can't catch up before that, it proves that he is in the wrong direction. Start a fan search in another direction.

One car is 45 kilometers away and leaves one hour ahead of schedule, and another car is 6o kilometers away. How long will it take to catch up with the previous car? How far are the two cars from the exit point when they catch up?

The calculation problems he learned in elementary school suddenly appeared in his mind, and Song Qingshu suddenly looked depressed. He didn't expect that he would not be able to escape the life of doing homework after crossing. Huang Tian paid his attention. After Song Qingshu racked his brains to make accurate calculations, he finally found the blood knife ancestors in a valley.

"You are not a human...You are a demon...You kill me..." A girl crying in despair came from the wind and snow.

Song Qingshu felt cold in her heart: "Is it too late?" I saw a group of fire from a distance, surrounded by two figures, one is the long-lost blood knife ancestor, the other is a thin old man with a thin chin on his chin. With a goatee, there is a young girl lying on the ground with tears in her eyes. Who is it if she is not a Shuisheng?

"You are such a delicate beauty, how can I be willing to kill? I will wait for my ancestors to finish this roasted whole lamb, and then I will serve you well." The blood knife ancestor Xiong said with a smile, deliberately on the word "waiting" The pronunciation is emphasized, and the tone is full of obscene meaning.

"Shui niece, you have to be an ancestor, don’t know what is good or bad. The ancestor of the ancestors has supernatural powers, with one enemy four, really beat your uncles and uncles to the bottom of the water, such a hero is looking at Where is the world looking for?" The goatee old man looked flattering.

"Bah, the surname Hua, you have to be shameless, you and my father, Uncle Liu, have the same name, but the result is just a shameless person who is greedy for life and fear of death." Shui Sheng sipped fiercely, her small chest sharp. It was ups and downs, obviously extremely excited.

Seeing the goatee old man with a look of shame, the blood knife old ancestor laughed: "Mr. Flower, what is the principle of her little girl's family? As the saying goes, good birds choose trees and live in them. Now my great Mongolian country is in order to dominate the world. He is recruiting talents, with Mr. Hua’s martial arts and his reputation in Jiangnan martial arts, coupled with my ancestor’s recommendation in front of the prince Ali Buge, the husband will definitely be reused. Wouldn’t it be better for him to be a martial artist in the future? Idle man?"

"Yes, yes, what the ancestor said." The goatee old man nodded and bowed, his face was swept away, replaced by a **** for power~IndoMTL.com~ It looks like this goatee. It's Hua Tie in the Southern Siqi's "Liu Hua Liu Shui". Listening to their dialogue, could it be the case of Snow Valley on the Tibetan side in the original book is still repeating? Luo Hua Liushui died one by one, only Hua Tiegan begged for mercy to the ancestor of the blood knife in order to save his life. However, according to the gatekeeper, in addition to Nan Siqi, the black and white double swords, the water mirror, and another mysterious master were also chased. Could it be that they were all killed by the blood knife ancestor? how can that be! "

Song Qingshu was secretly frightened, and was about to jump out to save Shui Sheng, when suddenly he heard a crisp scolding:

"Great monk, did you kill my sheep?"

Song Qingshu followed the reputation, and saw a young girl in a light green shirt looking angrily at the two ancestors of the blood knife. Her heart was suddenly strange. When did this girl appear there, why didn't I notice it at all?

The ancestor of the blood knife also looked up and down the green shirt girl, with a melon-seeded face, long eyelashes, fair skin, and a very beautiful appearance. He immediately smiled triumphantly: "Old ancestor, I recently got lucky, and here it comes again. Such a charming girl, it seems that I will eat more lamb to replenish her body later."

Looking at the squeaky sheep being roasted on the campfire, the girl was even more angry: "Why are you killing my sheep?"

The ancestor of the blood knife smiled and didn't answer. He picked up the knife and approached the girl step by step. The tip of the knife cut her belt silently.

Song Qingshu saw that she was slender, weak and slender, and could not detect the appearance of true spirit on her body. He quickly jumped to her side, holding her slender waist and backing several feet, avoiding the ancestor of the blood knife. An incomparable knife: "Be careful girl, this great monk is not a good person, he doesn't blink when he kills, let alone your sheep."

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