Fragrance Stealer

"Although Chen is not talented, his martial arts are so-so. I have heard for a long time that Hong Antong, the master of the dragon sect, is superb in martial arts. I have always wanted to learn. If necessary, Chen can at least hold back Hong Antong. Everything is at the behest of the Golden Snake King." Chen Jinnan In recent years, he has practiced the blood coagulation claw to kill people invisible, and he feels that even if he can't win the opponent, he will not lose quickly.

"Master Chen, you are being polite..." Before Yuan Chengzhi could finish speaking, he suddenly heard screams from outside, and he quickly got up and rushed out of the tent like a light smoke. Chen Jinnan looked in admiration I can't help but know that the opponent's martial arts are probably much better than my own.

Yuan Chengzhi rushed out of the tent and found that the ancestor of the blood knife had killed two disciples of the Golden Snake Camp who were blocking the way with Wei Xiaobao, and was about to flee down the mountain.With a raise of his hand, three golden snake cones flew out from the cuffs, blocking the path forward of the blood knife ancestor, and with a jump, Yuan Chengzhi came not far behind the blood knife ancestor.

"Old Patriarch Blood Knife, what are you doing!" Yuan Chengzhi looked at him in shock and anger.

"Hey, the patriarch and I are also credited for capturing this little bastard. Golden Snake King, you want to kill him anyway, so why don't you go along with the flow and let me take him away for use as waste?" The blood knife patriarch grinned. Power filled the whole body, secretly guarding against it.

"Grandpa, you are trash, your whole family is trash~" Wei Xiaobao was carried on his shoulders, rolled his eyes, and cursed in his heart.

"Yuan took Wei Xiaobao to Shandong for his own use, so don't worry about it. Your Excellency kills the brothers in my camp and wants to go away, it is too whimsical." The golden light flashed, and the Golden Snake Sword had already been used.

Seeing that the atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, Sang Jie quickly ran over to persuade him: "Why bother, Qinggou's army is still chasing us, wouldn't it be cheaper for you to kill each other? , The Seventh Prince asked us to assassinate Wei Xiaobao, you catch him now..."

Sang Jie walked over while talking, just passing by Yuan Chengzhi's side at this time, his eyes flashed sharply, his palms turned over, and combined with Tantra's yoga and esoteric magic skills, he lifted up the powerful cloud secret mahamudra in the mahamudra , A palm was printed on Yuan Chengzhi's side.

Yuan Chengzhi had just learned a shocking big secret from Chen Jinnan, and found out that the ancestor of the blood knife had suddenly abandoned the alliance. For a while, his heart was surging, and he didn't take precautions.

As soon as the blow was successful, Sang Jie hurriedly retreated, but before there was enough time, there was a flash of golden light, and Sang Jie let out a scream, and retreated a few feet back, looking at his arm that had been severed by the Golden Snake Sword on the ground, dripping with cold sweat , My heart is extremely regretful: If I can practice to the second state of Yoga Tantra - the Great Yoga Tantra, or even the higher Incomparable Yoga Tantra, Yuan Chengzhi has already died with the palm just now, how could he be cut off by his counterattack arm.

As if after a good discussion, Hong Antong also covered up and killed him. Among the three, he had the highest internal strength. If he was smashed by his palm, Yuan Chengzhi might be on the spot.

At this time, a person jumped out from the side, stood in front of Hong Antong, fisted and palmed each other, and after several moves, there was no winner.

"Blood Coagulation God Claw!" Feeling a few strands of dark energy strung up along the meridian of the arm, Hong Antong's heart tightened, and he was forced out of the body by luck.

The three of them wanted to take Wei Xiaobao away quietly, but they were afraid of Yuan Chengzhi's superb lightness skills and were afraid of being chased and killed by him all the way, so they simply planned to strike first.

Seeing a person whose martial arts is not weaker than his own, the ancestor of Xuedao knew something was wrong, so he quickly fled away with Wei Xiaobao.

"It turned out to be the chief rudder of the Tiandihui. I have something important to do today, and I will learn from you someday." Looking at the seriously injured Yuan Chengzhi, Hong Antong thought that his goal had been achieved, he no longer wanted to fight, turned around and left.

Sang Jie sealed the big hole on his arm, and ran to the other side staggeringly. He was afraid of being seriously injured and was afraid of being taken advantage of by two other evil giants, so he didn't dare to go in the same direction as them.

When Chen Jinnan saw the injured Yuan Chengzhi, he didn't bother to stop him, so he hurried to Yuan Chengzhi's side to help him heal his injuries.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. I'm fine now. I'll be fine for a few days. It's a pity that Wei Xiaobao was taken away by them." Yuan Chengzhi was terrified. If Chen Jinnan hadn't blocked Hong Antong from the sneak attack just now, he would have been hit by Sangjie Mahamudra did not slow down in one breath, and it is really possible to be angry on the spot.These masters of the evil sect believe in the strong and have fierce internal struggles. They can firmly stand at the peak of their respective sects. Their eyesight and ability to grasp the fighting opportunities cannot be underestimated.

"Brother Yuan was plotted against by the other party because he was concerned about the life of the young apprentice. How could Chen helplessly see you in danger?" Chen Jinnan withdrew his anger, stood up and said, "Since Brother Yuan is fine, Chen still has to go to rescue you." Little apprentice, we will go to Shandong afterwards."

Song Qingshu in the distance watched the fierce battle between the two sides, turned his head and smiled slightly at a soldier of the Golden Snake Battalion who passed by him: "Little brother, I think you are very talented and have amazing bones. I think you are a martial arts wizard once in a century. Here I am." There is a big fortune for you..."

The soldier was about to turn around and scold him, but when he met Song Qingshu's eyes, he felt dizzy for a while, and felt that the other's eyes seemed to be an endless black hole, and walked towards him involuntarily.

"Little brother, luck comes from your fingers, tap my Jianjing acupoint..." Song Qingshu's words were full of magic.

It turned out that although he mobilized his zhenqi to keep rushing to the acupoint according to the method of the Nine Yin Manual, but because his whole body was forbidden by several top masters at the same time, he couldn't rush away at all for a while, and saw the two sides fighting not far away. I didn't have the time to notice this side, knowing that the opportunity must be lost, I quickly moved the 'Hunyi **', and with the help of a soldier's external force, opened the acupuncture points all over my body.

As soon as the acupoints were untied, Song Qingshu's luck was shocked, and the rope tied to his body was broken inch by inch. I don't take advantage of others' dangers and let someone surnamed Yuan go."

After a long laugh, Song Qingshu disappeared into the depths of the woods.

Chen Jinnan looked at Song Qingshu's disappearing direction with a changed face: "This young man's internal strength is really rare in the world."

Yuan Chengzhi was also terrified, thinking that he was besieged by the three monsters a few days ago and suffered such serious injuries. He didn't expect to recover so soon, and he couldn't see the injury at all. two months.

It turns out that the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Shenzhao Sutra are the first-class healing skills in the world. The Nine Yins deal with internal injuries, and the Shenzhao continues the bones. They really cooperate seamlessly, which makes Song Qingshu's amazing recovery ability.

Let's say that the Blood Knife Patriarch carried Wei Xiaobao on his back and ran wildly all the way, he felt that he was out of danger, so he quickly put him down, and took a rest panting heavily.

"What kind of ancestor is this?" Seeing the other party sitting cross-legged on the ground and meditating, Wei Xiaobao tentatively poked him with his little finger.

"Fart, let go." The blood knife ancestor didn't open his eyes, but concentrated on running the blood knife scripture.

"Tch, I wanted to give you a big fortune, since you're not interested, then forget it." Wei Xiaobao turned around, muttering something, which happened to be heard by the other party.

"What wealth?" The ancestor of Xuedao opened his eyes as expected, and said with a smile, "Could it be that you want to redeem yourself with the money you embezzled?"

"Bah! I'm not a girl from Lichunyuan. Why do I want to redeem myself?" Wei Xiaobao gave him a contemptuous look. "I just want to tell you that you took me back to Mongolia to meet that seventh prince. You killed Gao Ming for a while, but you couldn't get the most benefit, and the other party made you a general or something."

"Hmph! What's wrong with the general?" The blood knife patriarch gave him a cold look.

"Hey, what I'm talking about is a fortune that can make you a marquis." Wei Xiaobao's eyes were full of sly light.

Chapter 70 The Eloquent Tongue

"Could it be that you want me to join you Manqing?" The ancestor of Xuedao sneered, "Now the Great Mongol Kingdom is the most powerful country in the world. There are a few countries that are stubbornly resisting, but they are just lingering. My ancestor, I will be stupid and go to Manchu with you?"

"Old Ancestor, you know Qiu...Xiang, if I advise you to seek refuge in Manqing, that would be an insult to your IQ." Wei Xiaobao quickly waved his hand, "Of course what I'm talking about is to make you a Marquis and Prime Minister in Mongolia."

"Hey, you're not afraid of flashing your tongue when you talk big." The ancestor of Xuedao sneered, "Let's not talk about you, even your little Emperor Kangxi doesn't have this ability."

"Of course the emperor is much more capable than me, but it's just..." Wei Xiaobao deliberately paused.

The ancestor of the blood knife really asked curiously: "Just what?"

"It's just that there are some things the emperor can't do," Wei Xiaobao pointed to himself, "but I don't have such worries."

"What's the matter?" Patriarch Xuedao looked at him suspiciously.

"For example... betraying the interests of the Qing Empire." Wei Xiaobao smiled inscrutablely.

Blood Knife Patriarch's heart skipped a beat, thinking that there might be something really going on, he quickly shouted: "Be more specific!"

"As far as I know, your Mongolian Great Khan Temujin divided the power of the entire Mongolian country into four parts, and the most elite troops were led by him and the fifth emperor's grandson Xu Liegu on an expedition to the western countries, and then sent the fourth emperor's grandson Kublai Khan to attack Kingdom of Jin and Kingdom of Song, nephew Ruyang King Chahan attacked the Western Regions, and in the end is your master, the grandson of the Seventh Emperor, Ali... Daliu stayed on the Mongolian prairie, plotting my Qing Dynasty, if I remember correctly, the other three ways The situation is overwhelming, so your master is in the most embarrassing way." Wei Xiaobao chuckled, secretly rejoicing in his heart that he used to be by Xiao Xuanzi's side and listened to him talk a lot, so he knew the situation in the world.

"Our lord is Brother Ali!" The ancestor of Xuedao glared at him angrily.

"Ali Buda, Ali Bu is just one word missing, it doesn't matter, I didn't call him Ali Baba." Seeing that the Blood Knife Patriarch was about to have an attack, Wei Xiaobao quickly said, "Did my analysis just now be correct?"

"Hmph, your national strength in the Manchu Qing Dynasty is not weak, and Kangxi has many capable ministers and generals. In addition, Prince Sheng Jingbao and Wu Sangui of Shanhaiguan are fighting each other. It's nothing for our prince to suffer a little loss for a while." The ancestor of Xuedao insisted , but he knew in his heart that the Seventh Prince had done nothing for so many years.

Brother Ali watched the battle reports from the other three channels in the tent every day, and his temper was getting worse and worse. Ruyang Wang Chahan was fine. Brilliant, but he was ashamed, and the situation of winning the next Khan in the future became more and more unfavorable...

As one of Brother Ali's confidantes, the ancestor of Xuedao didn't know the master's troubles?

"If I have a way to make your prince reverse the current situation, how do you think your prince will reward you?" Wei Xiaobao asked with squinted eyes.

Patriarch Xuedao's heart moved, if the Seventh Prince could achieve a brilliant record against the Manchus, plus he was the Great Khan's favorite grandson, the position of the next Great Khan would probably be inseparable.As long as the prince is on the throne, it will not be difficult for him to become a marquis and pay homage to him.

"Tell me, if the ancestor thinks it is reasonable, maybe he will let you go. If you know that you are playing tricks on the ancestor, hehe, the blood knife of the ancestor can cut iron like mud. When the time comes Cut off your flesh with one knife, and turn you into a human stick." The ancestor of the blood knife made several gestures on Wei Xiaobao's body with a shining knife.

The skin was stimulated by the cold blade with goosebumps, Wei Xiaobao hastily pushed his knife away lightly, and said with a flattering smile: "If I lie to you, ancestor, wouldn't I be impatient."

"Your lord has enough soldiers and food, the reason why you can't start the situation is mainly because our emperor joined hands with Wu Sangui of Shanhaiguan and Prince Sheng Jingbao to form a fighting situation, which makes you face enemies every time, isn't it?" Wei Xiaobao asked. road.

"Yes." The ancestor of Xuedao admitted that every time the Seventh Prince would spend a lot of troops to defend the other two routes before sending out troops, he always felt helpless in the face of the impregnable defense line of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties.