Fragrance Stealer

I saw Kangxi coming out in front of the crowd, and said calmly: "I know that today's deadline is approaching, but I don't even know where you all came from, it's a pity."

Chen Jialuo admired the bravery of this young emperor, cupped his hands and said: "Your majesty is extraordinary, and what he does in office can be regarded as a capable monarch. Chen has always admired it. If it weren't for the difference between Manchu and Han, Chen would be very willing to make friends with Your Excellency." A friend. It's a pity that Zhilan is in power and has to be eliminated."

"As long as the people live and work in peace and contentment, what difference does it make if it's a Manchu world or a Han Chinese world?" Kangxi asked in a deep voice.

"It's a good life and work, Kangxi and Kangxi, eat bran and drink water," Wen Tailai, the fourth master 'Ben Leishou', sneered, "Chief helmsman, we are in a dangerous situation, don't talk nonsense with the Tartar emperor, wait until I cut him off Take the head out of the palace to pay homage to the people who died tragically at the hands of the Tartars." As he spoke, he rushed towards Kangxi.

Seeing his ferocious look, Kangxi was shocked and flustered, and hurriedly hid back, Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian scolded him angrily, and raised his knife to meet him.

The two of them just ran a few steps when they felt numb knees and staggered. Wen Tailai took the opportunity to slash the blades of the two with his palm, and the steel blade snapped at the sound. In front of their chests, Zhang and Zhao spurted blood wildly, like a broken kite falling powerlessly several meters away. If the steel knife hadn't first dissipated part of the palm force, the two of them would have died immediately after being hit by the palm of Ben Lei's hand .

Seeing Wen Tailai approaching step by step, facing death, the body under Kangxi's dragon robe began to tremble involuntarily, but the emperor's dignity did not allow him to show a trace of timidity, so he gritted his teeth and glared at him angrily.

Wen Tailai clenched his fists tightly, and the crisp sound of his joints was like a talisman, seeing the fear in Kangxi's eyes, Wen Tailai grinned grimly: "Dog Emperor, Wen will give you a ride."

Kangxi closed his eyes resignedly, but the severe pain he imagined did not come. Instead, he heard an exclamation from the opposite side. He couldn't help opening his eyes, and saw a wooden sword stuck on the gold brick floor in front of him. Still trembling, exuding bursts of dragon chant.

Recognizing the wooden sword, Kangxi felt a sense of joy for the rest of his life, and said with great joy, "Qingshu!"

Song Qingshu twitched, stood in front of Kangxi, and said in a deep voice: "Song was late in saving me, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

Kangxi was so excited that he couldn't speak now, he wished he could hug him and kiss him, how could he blame him.

Looking around the field, Song Qingshu said with a sneer, "Chen Ke of the Penglai faction, if I'm not wrong, you are the chief rudder of the Red Flower Society, Chen Jialuo."

"Luo Bing, Wen Tailai, what a master of boxing."

"The Iron Sand Palm twins should be Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi, the five or six heads of the Red Flower Society."

"Feihe Sect Tongyu? Tongyu Tongyu, Your Excellency is so handsome, you should be Yu Yutong, the golden flute scholar of the [-]th family."

"There are also these few, the one-armed Taoist priest Wuchen, the thousand-armed Tathagata Zhao Fatty, Zhang Tuozi... Song really missed it before."

When he pointed out the history, everyone in the Red Flower Club changed their expressions. Chen Jialuo stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency, a man of Han, why do you want to be a minion for a tiger, willing to be a dog for a tartar?"

Thinking of the ambiguous relationship between Honghuahui and Qianlong (that is, Prince Bao Hongli of this world), Song Qingshu smiled lightly, "Aren't your Honghuahui also working for the Manchus?"

As soon as this remark came out, both the Red Flower Society and Kangxi's expressions changed.

Chen Jialuo said in a deep voice: "As long as the country of the Han people can be restored, what's the point of a temporary compromise?"

Song Qingshu snorted: "If that's the case, why do you have to play double standards?" He secretly added a sentence in his heart: As long as you don't have a plan, don't you allow me to have another purpose.

"Why talk too much about this kind of court eagle dog!" Wen Tailai was forced back by his sword just now, thinking that the other party was just attacking from behind, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

"You see, no matter how extravagant the talk is, in the end you still have to rely on fists to solve the problem." Song Qingshu shrugged and spread his hands.

"Chief lord, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We need a quick battle." At this time, a young woman with fair complexion and handsome face stepped forward and said.

There were blood and dead bodies all around, like Shura's purgatory, but at this time a charming young woman appeared, adding a touch of tenderness to the chilling atmosphere in the field.

Song Qingshu saw that she was holding a white blade in her slender hands, like holding a flower branch, her handsome eyes, her obviously nervous expression, but it looked like a smile on her lips, Song Qingshu secretly praised in her heart: what a handsome and romantic young woman.

Hearing her words, Chen Jialuo nodded and waved his hand: "Let's go together, let's fight quickly." After speaking, he raised his sword and stabbed at her first.

Zhao Banshan, the three masters of the Honghua Society with thousands of arms, came to Zhao Banshan with hidden weapons. Seeing the chief helmsman issued an order, he waved his sleeves, locust rocks, sleeve arrows, iron lotus seeds... all kinds of hidden weapons shot towards Kangxi who was behind Song Qingshu .

Erdangjia Wuchen Daoist was the number one master of the Red Flower Club before Chen Jialuo achieved great martial arts. The "72 Road Soul Chasing Sword" was as fast as a shooting star. As soon as Chen Jialuo finished speaking, the tip of his sword was already three feet in front of Kangxi. place.

The fourth master, Wen Tailai, rushed to the thunder hand, shouted loudly, and hit Kangxi with a volley of palms, as if he was rushing to thunder.

The two brothers Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi used the black evil palm, one on the left and one on the right, and attacked Song Qingshu seamlessly, intending to cooperate with the chief rudder to entangle Song Qingshu to death.

The rest of the Red Flower Society's martial arts were not as advanced as these people, and in the blink of an eye, they had already fallen behind the people in front.

After merging the five mountains swordsmanship in the cave of Siguoya, Song Qingshu's swordsmanship attainments can be said to be perfect, and he benefited a lot from the two fights with the sword master Feng Qingyang. The sword intent contained in the engraving, it can be said that Song Qingshu has reached the level of a master in terms of swordsmanship alone.

Although Taoist Wuchen's swordsmanship is excellent, he has not yet reached the point of returning to the basics. He blindly pursues fast, ruthless and accurate, but in Song Qingshu's eyes, he has left a fatal flaw.

Seeing that the sword tip was about to stab Kangxi's throat, Taoist Wuchen was overjoyed, but suddenly found that he could no longer move forward.Song Qingshu's left hand grasped his sword firmly in front of his eyes, he couldn't help being horrified, and quickly lifted his life-threatening legs to kick the opponent.

Song Qingshu didn't give him this chance, he used his strength between his fingers, and broke Taoist Wuchen's long sword, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent lost his center of gravity, he shot back the half-cut sword in his hand.

With a scream, Taoist Wuchen retreated wildly, a broken sword was stuck deep on his right shoulder, his left arm was broken, and most of his body was devoted to the sword technique of his right hand. Combat power, looked into the arena in horror.

Song Qingshu's movements were done in one go, just as Wuchen was forced to retreat, he held the wooden sword stuck on the ground with his right hand, and lifted it up vigorously, uprooting several gold bricks on the floor around him.

Gold bricks are fired by the imperial kiln in a secret method. They are specially used as a high-quality paving floor brick for important buildings such as palaces. They are hard in texture and sound like gold and stone when struck.

With a wave of Song Qingshu's wooden sword, he used soft strength to send several huge square gold bricks forward, just blocking Zhao Banshan's densely packed hidden weapons.

Wen Tailai volleyed down and was also blocked by these gold bricks, but he was already old, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and directly imprint his palm on it.

With a loud bang, the incomparably hard gold bricks were scattered in all directions by his palm force. Wen Tailai could only feel his blood churning, his palms were sore and numb. The gravel silently pressed onto his left chest.

Seeing that Wen Tailai's face was as golden as paper, and he fell backward in embarrassment, Song Qingshu retracted his fist regretfully. If he hadn't dealt with Chen Jialuo and the Chang brothers, Wen Tailai's life might have been killed by the big Fumo Fist just now.

Chen Jialuo's sword was very fast. He was the farthest away, but he was only a little later than Wen Tailai who was closer. Song Qingshu didn't dare to take the sword in his hand with his bare hands, but he felt sorry for the other party in his heart. Spicy is spicy, but too complicated.

Chapter 1 Fourteen: Luo Bing, who was seriously injured and comatose

Song Qingshu didn't know that this was the Tianshan School's unique three-point swordsmanship, each hand of the swordsmanship was only used to one-third of the time, the enemy was about to parry, and the swordsmanship had changed, one move contained three moves, and the swordsmanship was naturally innate Sensitivity made Song Qingshu immediately see the shortcomings of this set of sword skills.

Raising the wooden sword, no matter how the opponent changes, Song Qingshu always stabs the opponent's door with his sword.Chen Jialuo was taken aback, and quickly flew back.

Song Qingshu secretly rejoiced that he was pressed for time and didn't have so much time to fight with him. What he used to deal with him just now was the strategy of encircling Wei and saving Zhao, attacking him must save him.After all, Chen Jialuo cared too much about gains and losses. If Xiao Feng was on the opposite side just now, he knew that Song Qingshu would only be slightly injured and he would be seriously injured, but Xiao Feng would continue to go forward without hesitation. The price entangled Song Qingshu, making him no longer able to deal with the Chang brothers who came forward together.

In the blink of an eye, several first-class masters were forced back. Song Qingshu's true energy was exhausted at this time, and there was very little true energy that could be raised for the time being. Use a soft force to parry the Heisha palm of the Chang brothers.

"Protect the emperor!" At this moment, Duolong and the others finally rushed over. They were shocked when they saw this, and rushed over with their swords drawn.

The Chang brothers couldn't help but slow down their attack, Song Qingshu finally got over it, and the "sudden attack" in Jianglong Li was casted very quickly, the Chang brothers hurriedly raised their palms to greet each other, and suffered serious internal injuries from the shock.

The members of the Red Flower Society immediately gathered together, seeing that in a short while, the most powerful fighters on their side had seriously injured four of them, and they all described themselves as haggard.

Knowing that nothing could be done, Chen Jialuo shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!"

"Take them down!" Kangxi finally felt relieved, and said bitterly as he looked at the Red Flower Club.

"Cha!" Duolong looked back and said with a sneer, "Want to leave? It's not so easy." He hurriedly led his men to kill him.

Song Qingshu didn't move at all, he stood in front of Kangxi, and said in a low voice: "The emperor's safety is the most important thing, I'll stay here to prevent them from jumping over the wall in a hurry."

Kangxi had just seen Song Qingshu beat several masters in a row with every move, and he had already admired his martial arts in his heart, and he was only at ease when he was by his side. Hearing this, he nodded subconsciously.

Song Qingshu watched the battle situation on the field, and sighed in his heart: "I can only do it so that I don't make trouble, so please ask yourself the best of luck."

There are more and more Ouchi guards, and everyone in the Red Flower Society is divided into several pieces, falling into the dilemma of fighting on their own.