The Patriarch Xuedao has met Song Qingshu many times, so he is naturally aware of the changes in his martial arts during this period of time, especially after witnessing his fight with Ouyang Feng on Shenlong Island, he is even more aware that he is by no means his opponent.
Although the ancestor of the blood knife is brave and fierce, he is not a fool. He fought with someone who knew he was not an opponent, so he tried to turn an enemy into a friend with Song Qingshu. After all, in his opinion, there was no blood feud between the two, and now that Song Qingshu was no longer an official in the Manchu Qing court, there was no conflict of position between the two.
Song Qingshu smiled lightly: "We can make a deal, but being friends is not necessary. We are destined not to be friends."
A stern look flashed on the face of the blood knife ancestor, and before he had time to speak, Shui Sheng had already spoken: "Brother Song, leave me alone, please kill me..." The voice stopped abruptly, it turned out that the blood knife ancestor had made him dumb hole.
"If that's the case, then we will meet each other in battle." The blood knife ancestor pulled Shui Sheng up, clasped her neck with one hand, held the blood knife in the other hand, and slowly retreated.
"Old Ancestor, what should I do?" Now it was Hua Tiegan's turn to be dumbfounded. If Shui Sheng was allowed to live, his ugly behavior today would definitely be leaked, and he would have no place to stand in the world in the future.
The ancestor of Xuedao was originally ordered by Brother Ali to disrupt the situation this time, because Brother Ali heard the news that he would change his residence with the Ruyang Palace. Gong, if there is chaos within the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the Ruyang Palace will take advantage of it as soon as it comes, where will I put my face in front of Da Khan
Hearing that Princess Shaomin of the Ruyang Palace sneaked into the Manchu Dynasty to win over various forces, Brother Ali naturally couldn't let her do what she wanted, so he sent the blood knife ancestor to destroy Zhao Min's good deeds.
When the ancestor of Xuedao was investigating the various hills of the Golden Snake Camp, he happened to see Shui Sheng staying in the house alone bored, his lust suddenly became aroused, and he couldn't help but shot her away.
This was a big disaster. Shui Sheng came to visit his uncle Shui Jian with his father Shui Dai this time. It just so happened that the black and white swords were also invited by Nan Siqi to help him. In addition, Shui Jian planned to nominate to participate The candidate for the Golden Snake King is Xiao Banhe, the "Hero of Jinyang", whose martial arts are not inferior to the blood knife ancestor.
The movement from Shui Sheng Fang quickly alarmed the group of masters, and they all chased after them. Fortunately, the ancestor of the blood knife has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he is extremely cunning. He secretly set up a maze along the way, leading the group of masters behind him to several side roads.
After discussion, Shuijian and his team decided to divide the troops into three groups. The black and white swords couple went south to pursue together, Shuijian and Xiao Banhe went west to pursue, and Luohualiushui four people pursued north. In their opinion, the masters of any path, It is more than enough to deal with a blood knife ancestor.
How could they have expected that the Blood Knife Patriarch was cunning and fierce, with one against four, he could kill three of "Luo Hua Liu Shui" and even subdue one.
However, Patriarch Blood Knife knows that he is close to running out of fuel, and it would be lucky to escape from Song Qingshu's hands. How could he have the heart to carry out the mission assigned by Brother Ali, but he always has to do business when he returns to Mongolia. As soon as the ancestor of Xuedao rolled his eyes, he planned to use Hua Tiegan to deal with Brother Alibu.
"Mr. Hua, you can't stay in the Central Plains anymore. If you return to Mongolia with me, you will definitely be greatly appreciated by the prince. Wouldn't it be great for you to return to your hometown when Mongolia takes over the Central Plains in the future?"
Although the ancestor of Xuedao said it beautifully, he muttered in his heart: When the time comes, he told the prince that "falling flowers and flowing water" is an important chess piece for Zhao Min to ambush in the Central Plains. He killed three of them just after a narrow escape, and captured the remaining one. The prince interrogated...
But of course the Blood Knife Patriarch wouldn't really let Hua Tiegan open his mouth, wouldn't his affairs be revealed? So he has already made up his mind, and after returning to Mongolia, he will quietly silence it, declaring to the outside world that Hua Tiezhu committed suicide. Of course, before that, Hua Tiegan still needs to be calmed down. His martial arts are good, so it's okay to be a bodyguard or something to deal with Song Qingshu.
"Thank you for your support, my ancestor. In the future, Hua will not expect your great kindness." Hua Tiegan smiled obsequiously.
Song Qingshu frowned when he heard that, thinking that Hua Tiegan is also a figure who has been famous in martial arts for decades, how could he be so shameless
Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't intend to intercept him, the ancestor of Xuedao was secretly happy. Anyway, today he and Song Qingshu have completely torn faces. If the little girl surnamed Shui is returned to him according to the agreement, she will be by Song Qingshu's side in the future, and she will be fine. Just blowing the wind around the pillow, the life of the ancestor is not easy.
It's better to find a secluded place after it's safe, and enjoy this tender girl first, and release the nervous body recently. Song Qingshu would never chase himself to the Mongolian grassland for an irrelevant woman.
When the blood knife patriarch was dreaming, he suddenly heard a crisp female voice: "Big brother let you go, but I didn't let you go. You killed my sheep and roasted it, so pay me quickly. "
A stern light flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the blood knife, and he wondered if he was afraid of Song Qingshu. On weekdays, when I meet such a delicate country girl like you, I have to fuck you so badly
He didn't want to make extravagance, so he took out an ingot of silver from his pocket, and said kindly: "Little girl, this ingot of silver can buy ten sheep, so let me pay it to you."
Unexpectedly, the girl in green shirt shook her head: "I don't want money."
The Blood Knife Patriarch was startled: "Then what do you want?"
The girl in the green shirt said, "You pay for one life."
The ancestor of Xuedao laughed back angrily: "I just killed you a sheep, and you want to pay for a sheep?"
"Isn't it fair to pay for one life?" The green shirt girl tilted her head and stared at him, obviously not knowing where his anger came from, the girl suddenly showed a look of enlightenment, "Don't worry, you die I won't set you up to roast in the future, seeing you like this, the meat must not taste good."
Song Qingshu listened to the black thread, this girl's logic... is really touching.
The ancestor of the blood knife was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, he drew up his true energy, wrapped the silver in his hand, and threw it at the girl in green shirt. It was obvious that he had murderous intentions in his heart.
"This is the opportunity!"
Song Qingshu was always ready to go, seeing that the blood knife ancestor was really distracted, a ray of finger wind knocked down the silver ingot flying towards the green shirt girl, and then appeared in front of the blood knife ancestor and Shui Sheng in a flash.
The ancestor of Xuedao was horrified and wanted to squeeze Shui Sheng's neck tightly with his hands, but there was a tingling sensation in his elbow, obviously being hit by Song Qingshu's numbness, and he was no longer able to restrain Shui Sheng.
The Blood Knife Patriarch also made a decisive decision, and retreated violently, trying to distance himself from Song Qingshu when he was saving Shui Sheng, and escape in the chaos. Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and the wooden sword shot out, just hitting the dead spot on the back of the ancestor of the blood knife, and a generation of heroes died.
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