Song Qingshu came up with this idea not because of his entanglement with Zhang Wuji, but out of his own consideration. Zhao Min's mission to the Southern Song Dynasty, if it is really for peace talks, then Mongolia will most likely attack the Jin Kingdom or the Manchu Dynasty with all its strength. If it is the Jin Kingdom, it is okay, but if he attacks the Manchu Dynasty, all his previous plans will have to be overturned. Again.
After all, according to his previous plan, he used the Golden Snake Battalion to grow step by step and slowly digest the strength of Manqing. If Mongolia attacked in an all-round way at this time, even if Song Qingshu overthrew Manqing, the end would be to lure wolves into the house and bring a more powerful enemy , This is naturally what Song Qingshu doesn't want to see.
Hijacking the Mongolian mission is currently the most cost-effective deal. As long as Mongolia cannot negotiate a peace with the Southern Song Dynasty for a while, it will not be able to attack the Manchu Qing from all fronts, and Song Qingshu will have plenty of time.
However, Song Qingshu did not act immediately, but planned to wait and see the battle between Jinlun Fawang and Xuan Cheng first. Jinlun Fawang can say, after all, he can understand a thing or two from the original book, but Xuan Cheng only has a few words in the original book. His strength is really a mystery.
I have just witnessed Xuan Cheng perform all kinds of Shaolin Seventy-Two unique skills, other things are good, no matter how subtle, there is always a way to break it. But that vajra body is really a headache, once Xuan Cheng uses his magical skills, gold and stone will not be hurt, water and fire will not invade, then how can he win? Song Qingshu patted his head with a headache.
Thinking of some martial arts movies in the previous life, there are quite a few similar martial arts. Although this kind of martial arts is invulnerable, there is always a part of the body that cannot be practiced, and that is the so-called "block door". This door is extremely fragile, as long as it is struck precisely, it can completely break the opponent's defense.
"Where is this door?" Song Qingshu held his wine glass and stared at the two fighting in the arena. His eyes were narrowed, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. According to the rules in movies, the door is usually located where the most vulnerable man is. However, film and television works are fictitious after all, and it is really hard to predict whether they are reliable or not. What's more, it is said that Shaolin Temple has an iron kung fu, if Xuan Cheng also practiced it, wouldn't he just stare blankly
Zhao Min looked at Song Qingshu's direction thoughtfully, seeing him sitting there calm and breezy, full of curiosity in her heart, the former Song Qingshu always gave her the impression of an embroidered pillow with gold and jade on the outside, and not long ago He still had his meridians cut off and he looked dejected. What kind of encounter caused this man to undergo such an earth-shaking change
Song Qingshu turned his head thoughtfully and met Zhao Min's gaze, and couldn't help but smiled and nodded, which made Zhao Min turn his head quickly, resentful in his heart: no matter how it changes, it will always look annoying.
At this moment, Jinlun Dharma King had already fought with Xuan Cheng, and every time the golden wheel touched the Zen stick, there would always be a toothache grinding sound, accompanied by a series of dazzling sparks,
Xuan Cheng's magic wand technique is extremely powerful. With one swing of the wand, an invisible stellar energy strikes from afar. Jinlun Fawang did not lose the wind, and swung his right hand, accompanied by crackling sound, Xuan Cheng's invisible stellar energy vanished into nothingness.
However, the world's martial arts came from Shaolin, and Xuan Cheng has been known as the number one master in Shaolin Temple for two hundred years. His skill is really unfathomable. Occasionally, he uses the golden wheel in his left hand to block the innate qi that cannot be resolved.
Seeing that Xuan Cheng was holding the Zen staff, Jinlun Fawang was at a disadvantage, Zhao Minxiu frowned slightly, and forgot to glance at Xuanming and Elder Xuanming, seeing that they were gloating, after a little thought, he understood their thoughts, Knowing that it is impossible for the two of them to join forces with Jinlun Fawang at this time, they could only stop and say in a clear voice:
"Grand Monk, no matter what grievances and grievances there are between Shaolin Temple and the princess, my trip to the south is for Mongolia and the Southern Song Dynasty to negotiate peace. It is really for the great merit of saving hundreds of millions of lives. Aren't you afraid of going to Avici Hell after passing away?"
Hearing Zhao Min's words, Xuan Cheng's heart moved, and he really became scruples in every gesture, obviously weighing the pros and cons, Jinlun Fawang got a respite, and finally slowly recovered his decline.
Seeing such a situation, Song Qingshu understood that it was impossible to watch the fire from the other side, and his figure disappeared in place, like an arrow leaving the string, rushing towards Zhao Min.
Although Xuanming and Elders watched Jinlun Fawang fall into a hard fight, they did not dare to ignore the safety of the two nobles. Seeing Song Qingshu rushing towards him, they hurriedly waved their weapons to meet him.
There was a sneer on the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth, he didn't know when the wooden sword was already in his hand, and he waved lightly at the elder Xuanming, the two of them felt an extremely sharp and irresistible sword energy faintly penetrated into their bodies, greatly Horrified, he quickly dodged and dodged to both sides.
Seeing Song Qingshu approaching in an instant, Zhao Min froze for a moment and then raised his palm to attack, who knew that the bright wrist was easily pinched by Song Qingshu, and then his waist went numb, Song Qingshu had already tapped her acupoints, and moved Her arms twisted behind her back.
Gently sniffing the fragrance of the beautiful woman in his arms, Song Qingshu showed a hint of admiration, and said to the two fiercely fighting in the field: "Monk, I will leave this place to you first, and I will go first."
As soon as the words fell, Song Qingshu jumped out of the window with Zhao Min in his arms. After this great change, the fierce battle between the two people had already stopped, Jinlun Fawang was shocked and angry, and threw the golden wheel in Song Qingshu's back from a distance.
Song Qingshu chuckled, swung his sword away, and chopped back the whistling golden wheel, who knew that Xuan Cheng also slashed at him from afar, feeling the harsh wind of his palm, Song Qingshu frowned, raised his toes, and Kicked a copper jug towards Zhang Feng.
As if the round copper pot had been hit hard, it was quickly compressed into a thin layer of copper skin. Before Song Qingshu had time to react, Zhao Min had already snorted, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his delicate face quickly changed It was extremely white, Song Qingshu's eyes were fixed, he hugged Zhao Min's slender waist, tapped his toes on the ground lightly, his figure disappeared out of the window like a wisp of green smoke.
Jinlun Fawang was about to set off to chase after him, but Xuan Cheng had already blocked his way, "It is said that Tasha Wuhen, who is the absolute fastest in the martial arts world, if he can be chased by you, he won't be able to earn his reputation for many years."
"Let... let me down." When Song Qingshu was running fast, he suddenly heard a voice that was as breathless as it was but determined from his arms.
Guessing that he had completely thrown off the pursuers, Song Qingshu stopped and gently placed Zhao Min under a tree.
"I didn't expect that Xuan Cheng was using the Great Vajra Palm, which is best at transmitting power through objects. I'm really sorry for causing you serious injuries." Looking at the bloodless face in front of him, Song Qingshu said apologetically.
Zhao Min frowned slightly, opened Song Qingshu's hands that supported her, struggled to sit up, leaned slightly on the tree, and said weakly: "You put me here, and when my subordinates catch up, they will naturally save me. "
Song Qingshu hesitated for a while, then shook his head and said: "With the skill of that great monk, your subordinates may not be able to save you."
"They don't have the skills. Could it be that you still have the skills?" Zhao Min said angrily. Although she had seen Song Qingshu's martial arts before, she was still used to seeing Song Qingshu from the old eyes.
"Of course I can save you, but that would be a big loss for me, and you may not be willing." Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, Zhao Min's martial arts are far inferior to his, and if he uses this method to save her, his own martial arts might be reduced by half.
"I didn't expect you to be able to acquire such a powerful martial art when I left Shaoshi Mountain in the past." Zhao Min didn't care about Song Qingshu's way of saving each other, but rather sighed in his tone.
"On Shaoshi Mountain, the princess is leaning against Mingjiao leader Zhang, looking happy and loving. Isn't he returning to Mongolia now, running around for King Ruyang?" Song Qingshu also sat down on the grass beside him, Smiled lightly.
A look of surprise appeared on Zhao Min's face, he looked at Song Qingshu carefully, and said curiously: "At the beginning when your meridian was cut off, I thought you would die for sure, but how did you know that it didn't take long before you became famous in the Qing Dynasty, and it was very soon. You are about to become the number one expert in the Qing court. What kind of adventure did you encounter to make such an earth-shaking change?"
"One fate, two luck and three geomantic omens, all of this can only show that my life should not die," Song Qingshu curled up one foot, put his hands on his knees, and said freely, "It's you, the princess, who is clearly seriously injured, but With so many doubts, aren't you afraid that the fragrance will disappear?"
Zhao Minqiao blushed, and snorted: "Didn't you just say that there is a way to save me, why should I worry about it?"
"How do you know that I will definitely save you?" Song Qingshu wondered.
"Whether it's the grievances between you and Zhang... Zhang Wuji, or my status as the princess of Mongolia, I'm more valuable alive than dead." Come.
"You can take it easy." Song Qingshu glanced at her unexpectedly, his tone full of admiration, "But I'm curious, what happened to you and Zhang Wuji, as far as I know, didn't you elope with him? Running back to Mongolia again?"
As if touching something sad, Zhao Min's already pale face became even more bloodless, and said coldly: "None of your business."
Song Qingshu was not angry, but smiled instead: "I am very curious about the reason why the witty princess like a fox can lose his composure."
Zhao Min snorted coldly, his face was frosty, but he didn't answer.
"Could it be the wedding night in your bridal chamber, but the Princess finds out that Zhang Wuji is actually Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu speculated with some evil intentions.
"Your Excellency is so shameless, it's no wonder that head Zhou of your family likes brother Wuji more." Zhao Min gave him a contemptuous look, and said lightly.
Song Qingshu was different from the past, he was not irritated by Zhao Min's harsh words, but made fun of him: "Since your brother Wuji likes my Zhiruo, why don't we make a couple, and get mad at those two, Jun What's your idea?"
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