Song Qingshu couldn't help but click his tongue, this Zhan Yu's trash talk is really a master level, what could be more murderous than your awesome wife? That Shuangxiu princess seems to be the fiancee of the young city lord, no wonder he is so angry.
Wait, why does the young city lord's swordsmanship look so familiar
After careful observation for a while, Song Qingshu finally understood where the sense of familiarity came from. It turned out that the young city lord's swordsmanship was somewhat similar to the Dugu swordsmanship in the sword mound, but the other party's swordsmanship was average, so he had to be out of shape God, if it weren't for Song Qingshu's extraordinary eyesight, other people would not be able to see the similarities at all.
"Dugu Sword Intent?" Song Qingshu was lost in thought. Could it be that Dugu Qiubai has something to do with this Peerless City
Below the gap between Zhan Yu and the young city lord's attack, Shan Yuru looked at the people in the Shuangxiu Mansion, his expression was full of curiosity: "It's been so many years, I haven't seen what you look like, I really don't understand what Nian Lian Dan said. Why do you guys care so much about you?"
"Nian Lian Dan!" Mrs. Shuang-xiu was short of breath, her plump chest trembled, obviously she hated this name deeply.
"Madam is so excited, could it be that Nian... took advantage of her?" Shan Yuru's tone was full of concern, but the words she said were extremely vicious.
"Shut up, don't slander my mother Qingyu!" Princess Shuang-xiu's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, her voice was clear and sweet, mixed with a few traces of exotic flavor.
"It's not her, so did you bully you?" Shan Yuru looked at her with a half-smile.
"You!" Princess Shuangxiu was about to draw her sword, but was stopped by her mother.
Mrs. Shuang-Xiu said coldly: "Nian Liandan betrayed our clansman back then, all of us wished to tear him into pieces, and hope that the leader will tell us where the thief is now, so we can just end this grievance?"
Shan Yuru smiled sweetly: "Ma'am, you don't have to try it on purpose, this time Nian Liandan didn't come, and I'm afraid Madam won't be able to see him in the future."
"What do you mean by that?" Mrs. Shuang-xiu was extremely puzzled.
Shan Yuru sighed: "There are rumors that Nian Liandan died at the hands of a mysterious master from the Central Plains. It's a pity. Their Huajian faction was already dying of talent, but Brother Nian passed away so suddenly. I'm afraid the Huajian faction will... "
Mrs. Shuang-xiu snorted: "You Yingui faction and Huajian faction have always been at odds, I'm afraid they wish they could destroy the faction, why bother to pretend to be a rabbit dead fox in front of us
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feel. "
Shan Yuru smiled and said: "Oh, I was seen through by Madam."
Princess Shuang-xiu on the side couldn't help but wondered: "The martial arts surnamed Nian is so high, I don't know who killed him. It was really a great benefactor of our Shuang-xiu mansion, and I don't know how to repay him."
Shan Yuru said: "Anyone who can kill Nian is definitely one of the few masters in the world. What do you want from such a person? I'm afraid there is nothing he can fancy in a mere Shuangxiu Mansion, unless... The two of you, mother and daughter, promise each other with your body, and it may be a little attractive."
At this time, behind the plaque, Song Qingshu felt his waist being poked, turned around, and found Wanyan Zhongjie looking at him with a half-smile: "How is it, have you been tempted?"
Song Qingshu's face became hot: "Don't follow around."
"Bastard!" The old woman behind Mrs. Shuang-xiu couldn't listen anymore, and her figure was as fast as lightning, and she attacked Shan Yuru.
"We're obviously talking about romantic affairs, why are you an old woman here to join in the fun?" Shan Yuru avoided the opponent's attack with a flash of her figure.
Grandma wanted to attack again, but a figure appeared behind Shan Yuru to block her.
Song Qingshu noticed that the figure's martial arts were no less than Zhan Yu's before, and the weapon in his hand had a strange shape, which was even more eye-catching.
"Du Shen thorn, you are Yin Feng Shuan Yan!" Grandma's eyes were filled with fear.
Shurangan grinned grimly: "The old woman has good eyesight."
Grandma couldn't help asking: "When did the Magician's Palace mix with the Destiny Sect? Could it be that you are also fascinated by the witch with the surname Shan?"
Shurangan's old face turned hot, and he glanced at Shan Yuru with some guilt, and hurriedly snorted coldly: "The leader of the Shan sect is under the orders of the Seventh Prince, and we are under the orders of the Great Khan. In the final analysis, we are all of the same faction. There is no reason to mix together."
Ge Erdan on the side said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, it was Brother Ali who instructed him not to defeat me on the battlefield, so he came up with such a dirty trick!"
"Mongolian warfare is like a pack of wolves hunting. They have always used everything to the extreme. Speaking of which, you are also a Mongolian. It is too naive to say such words." Shan Yuru snorted softly.
"That's right, if it were me, if I could get rid of my opponent so easily, I wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity." Ge Erdan frowned tightly, wondering if he came to Xixia this time, maybe he was a little too big.
Song Qingshu behind the plaque felt turbulent in his heart at this time, Ali
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Brother Bu was confronting the Manchus in the Northeast at the beginning, but he was defeated by Kangxi. Later, he couldn’t tell whether Temujin was out of public or selfish intentions. To deal with the relatively weaker Western Regions, the Ruyang Palace went to deal with the Manchus.
As a result, I didn’t expect Brother Ali not only failed to pacify the Western Regions in these years, but also led to the strong rise of Galdan’s power. Presumably, his impression score in Temujin’s heart has dropped again and again, but he is the youngest son of Torre, and Torre He is also the youngest son of Temujin, and Mongolia has always had the custom of young sons guarding the birth, so Temujin has always loved him, otherwise how could another person be tolerated like this
But brother Ali is not without progress. At least so many top experts have been summoned to his command. You must know that the previous masters are the ancestor of the blood knife and the master of Sangjie. Although the two are not weak, they are still far behind the top experts. Moreover, the number of people is too small. Looking at the posture of the Destiny Sect now, Brother Ali also suffered from the fact that there were too few masters under his command. It seems that he has been trying his best to recruit them all these years, and it seems to be fruitful.
But compared to Brother Ali, what attracted Song Qingshu's attention was the magician's palace they mentioned!
The magician's palace was built by the magician Pang Ban, and there are many masters inside. Pang Ban is the most amazing and brilliant person in the magic sect in the past century. The number one master in China, how high is he? He went south from Mongolia and put pressure on everyone in the Central Plains, just like Thanos invaded the earth.
"I didn't expect there to be Pang Ban in this world." Song Qingshu looked strange, but he didn't show the slightest worry. With his current cultivation base, even the magician Pang Ban has nothing to be afraid of. The only thing worth worrying about is How many people like Pang Ban are there in Mongolia
Also, after listening to Nian Liandan's tone, Temujin seems to have cultivated a terrifying magic skill, and his strength is unfathomable...
"Don't fight with two fists and four hands at that time." Song Qingshu couldn't help but wrinkled his eyebrows when recalling these great masters in the Central Plains martial arts. He suffered a heavy loss in the battle at Wudang Mountain before, and he might find it difficult to find helpers in the future.
At this time, the grandma and Shurangama were already in a fight, Shi Wuzun snorted coldly: "Witch girl, who else have you ambushed, call them all out, and the Sa family will pick them up together!"
Shan Yuru laughed tremblingly: "It's a pity that you may not have this ability." As soon as she finished speaking, three figures appeared beside her. From the point of view of movement and breathing, none of them were inferior to her. .