Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 433: It's not that enemies don't get together

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In the next two days, Song Qingshu devoted himself to seclusion, consciously adjusted his state to the peak, and finally waited for the Golden Snake Conference to be held.

The Golden Snake Conference was held at a school ground on the main peak of the Golden Snake Camp. A platform several feet square was erected in the middle, which is probably where the candidates will compete next.

There is a circle of seats around the platform, which is used to accommodate many sects and martial arts people who come to watch the ceremony. The distance between the seats and the platform is not far or close, so that the guests on the seats will not be accidentally injured by the martial arts competition in the ring , It also prevented these martial arts people watching the ceremony from affecting the competition in the ring.

Jianghu has always been a place where seniority is ranked, and the top positions are naturally reserved for the famous sects of Shaolin Wudang Beggar Clan Chongyang Palace. For some reason, Xia Qingqing deliberately arranged Song Qingshu's position among these high positions middle.

Xia Qingqing is the nominal helm of the Golden Snake Camp. Because of her status as the widow of the former Golden Snake King, it is naturally inconvenient for her to have a public relationship with Song Qingshu. It is also arranged in this main account.

Knowing that Song Qingshu was nominated by Xia Qingqing, the rest of the leaders on the top of the mountain naturally turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye. They even had the thought of waiting for Song Qingshu to make a fool of themselves.

Song Qingshu came very early, there were a few people sitting sparsely in the arena, and most of the martial arts people were still entering the arena one after another.

As a princess of the former Ming Dynasty, Aimee Zhu's identity is quite sensitive, so she covered her face with a thin veil, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to speak. Wherever she passed, everyone guessed who this fairy-like figure was. origin.

Seeing Zeng Rou step by step follow behind Aunt Zhu with a cautious look, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "Rou'er, don't be so restrained, Ah Jiu is not an outsider, your respectful appearance seems to be serving your own master. "

The girl's mind is so worrying about gain and loss, Song Qingshu worried that every bite of Miss Zeng would be too extravagant, which would make others feel sad.

Noticing the change of his title, Zeng Rou blushed slightly, and smiled embarrassedly: "Princess Nine is very skilled in martial arts, how could there be a disciple with mediocre qualifications like me."

Auntie Zhu held her hand and said, "I am no longer a princess, let alone we will be a family in the future, so let's call them sisters from now on."

Zeng Rou lowered her head and hummed, obviously a little excited.

"Speaking of disciples, I really have a disciple as old as sister Rou." Auntie Zhu suddenly remembered something, covered her mouth and smiled.

"Isn't that about a few years younger than you? Who is so stupid to defeat you as a teacher... Uh, it can't be a man." Song Qingshu's face was a little ugly. In his opinion, the only explanation was a man I fell in love with Ah Jiu, and then took advantage of her apprenticeship to get close to her...

"Where did you think it was, of course it's a woman," Zhu Yu's face flushed, "I can't help but be a woman, and she's a beautiful woman. Next time I see her, I'll introduce her to you."

Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment: "Why did I hear such a panic, when did you become a pimping old bustard?"

"You are the old bustard." Auntie Zhu couldn't help but fisted at each other, "I have a special status as an apprentice, I really can't like it..."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Song Qingshu's mind, and he blurted out: "Your apprentice can't be A Ke."

"How do you know?" Now it was Aimee Zhu's turn to be surprised.

It turned out that Zhu Yu was angry at Wu Sangui's betrayal of the Lord and his betrayal of the country, so she sneaked into the Pingxi Palace in Shanhaiguan to assassinate him.

But Wu Sangui knew that he was the public enemy of the Han people all over the world, and the defense in the mansion was like an iron barrel. Zhu Yu couldn't find an opportunity to take advantage of it, and when he was about to retreat, he accidentally ran into a young girl in the palace.

Ah Jiu had seen Chen Yuanyuan who was so gorgeous in the past, and this little girl was carved out of the same mold as Chen Yuanyuan. She knew without asking that this person must be Wu Sangui's daughter.

Ake, who was imprisoned in the palace since she was a child, has always been full of yearning for the outside world and martial arts. When she saw Ah Jiu falling from the sky fluttering in white, she was shocked and immediately pestered Ah Jiu to be her teacher.

Ah Jiu, who was going to hold her hostage, suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. Seeing the innocent look of the little girl, she couldn't bear to do it for a while, and finally became her master in a daze.

But after waking up, Ah Jiu remembered her parents' identities, and she really couldn't be kind to A Ke, so she taught her a little three-legged cat kung fu so-so and then drifted away.

Because Ah Jiu's lightness skills are superb, and Ah Ke has been keeping his mouth shut, apart from the two of them knowing about this relationship, not even the people in Pingxi Palace know about it. Ah Jiu naturally wonders why Song Qingshu knows about it.

After the quick talk, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smiled awkwardly, he couldn't fool her with Bai Xiaosheng again, it's impossible for Bai Xiaosheng to know about such an extremely private matter.

"Actually, I know A Ke, she told me."

"Do you know each other?" Even though there was a veil covering his expression, Song Qingshu could still feel Ah Jiu's strange face, "There is still that beautiful woman in the world that you don't know?"

"Yes, like the one over there." Song Qingshu smiled and pointed to a girl with a happy expression not far away.

Ah Jiu followed his gaze and saw a young girl wearing a light red robe with a string of pearls hanging around her neck. Her complexion was extremely white and tender, like cream, as if water was about to drip, her eyes were flowing, her eyebrows were long and slender, Even though she was vain about her beauty, she had to admit that this young girl's beauty was not inferior to hers.

Song Qingshu wondered that the seats at the top were either envoys from the famous sect, or candidates recommended by the leaders of the Golden Snake Camp. This little girl is only in her teens, how could she be here.

There seemed to be a familiar feeling between the girl's eyebrows, where did I seem to have seen her? But it's obviously impossible, my memory is not so bad, how can I not remember people I have met

Seemingly paying attention to Song Qingshu's gaze, the girl turned her head and glared at him, and couldn't help snorting, but noticed the two girls beside him, and couldn't help being stunned.

Following the girl's cold snort, the two teenagers around her seemed to have received a signal, and said in a low voice, "Where did you come from?"

Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, and without further excuses, he found his own seat and sat down. With his current martial arts status, he naturally wouldn't make things difficult for this junior.

"Hey, which sect are you a disciple of? How can you sit here?" The girl couldn't help being a little annoyed when she saw that he was ignoring her. She has never understood what etiquette is. In fact, she didn't mean to ask the question maliciously, she just wanted to know Song Qingshu's identity. However, with her nonsense, others sounded like she was accusing Song Qingshu of not being qualified to sit here.

Ah Jiu frowned when she heard this, and even Zeng Rou who was at the side looked at the girl who came over with a look of resentment.

"Can I sit here, do I still need your approval?" Song Qingshu smiled faintly.

"Of course it does matter. What if spies from the Manchu Tartars sneak in?" the girl answered naturally.

Now even the faces of the two companions beside her couldn't hold back, thinking which spy would be so stupid to choose this most conspicuous position

The girl tilted her head and continued: "I have a little impression of the disciples of the famous orthodox sect. I have never seen you before."

"Why, have you seen all the disciples of the orthodox sect?" Song Qingshu laughed.

"Of course," the girl puffed out her chest proudly, like a proud little rooster, "my daddy is..."

Before the girl finished speaking, she was interrupted by a cold male voice: "I haven't seen you for so long, you still have the same virtue. You just show off your parents without opening your mouth, and you haven't improved at all."

The girl's face was flushed all of a sudden, she turned her head and was about to yell and curse, but when she saw the face of the person coming, the girl seemed to have seen a ghost, her originally rosy complexion faded away and became extremely pale : "Yang... Yang..."

Song Qingshu had known for a long time that a master was coming, his breathing was long, but his steps were heavy for some reason, at this moment he took the opportunity to look back, he saw a clear and handsome face with sword-shaped eyebrows and phoenix eyes, but his face was pale and quite haggard. A dark epee was tied on his back, especially the empty sleeve on his right arm, which was really eye-catching.

Such obvious features, who else but Yang Guo

Song Qingshu also understood the identity of the girl just now, she was so beautiful and aggressive, seeing Yang Guo was like seeing a cat like a mouse, of course it was Miss Guo.

It's no wonder that she looks familiar. I had seen Huang Rong in Jiangling Ling Tuisi Mansion back then. The mother and daughter looked almost seventy-eight percent alike, but now Huang Rong showed more of the glamor and charm of a mature woman. What is most reflected is youthfulness, obviously the appearance is the same, but the temperament is very different, no wonder I didn't remember it for a while.

After recovering my meridians, I went to the God Carving Valley to find the relic of Musashi in the martial arts world. Unfortunately, the epee was gone, so I took the wooden sword.

Now that the epee is in Yang Guo's hands, it seems that Yang Guo's hand was cut off by Guo Fu at that time last year...

"Yang Guo is really handsome. My son is called Yumian Mengchang. Compared with him, he is still three points behind... Uh, the kind of temperament that can make moths fly to the fire." Song Qingshu greeted the two girls beside him with emotion, "Ajiu Rouer, do you think this man is handsome?"

Zeng Rou's face turned red, she bowed her head and said nothing, but Auntie Zhu's brows were about to rise: "Are you asking this as if she is the kind of woman who sees things differently and wants to change?"

Song Qingshu was just joking casually, but after seeing her violent reaction, he realized that the world values chastity and ethics very much, and was about to apologize to her, but saw an embarrassed smile on her face: "But he did Well... nice to see."

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