Chapter 58 The Gathering of the Four Giants

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Song Qingshu moved in his heart and looked downstairs, only to see two men and two women walking in, a monk in his fifties, clothed with manshoes, and there seemed to be a light flowing on his face. At first glance, he was a super expert.

Another young man, looking like a son of an aristocratic family, with a jade-like face and a gentle temperament, was looking at the side face of the girl in the pink shirt beside him with an expression on his face.

The girl's brows were lightly furrowed, and she looked cowardly. It was Wang Yuyan who had a relationship at Mantuo Villa that day.

Not far from them, a black-clothed girl clenched the hilt of her sword and followed in unhurriedly. It was Mu Wanqing who was in Huashan before.

"Mohakakra, I swear by pure and perfect precepts. Why did King Ming get angry with a little girl, why didn't he come up and drink a glass of water and wine?" Song Qingshu's previous life was because he often encountered arty business partners who believed in Buddhism. With a little effort, I studied some Buddhist knowledge, so I just revealed the origin of King Dalun Ming in one sentence.

Mohakakra is the transliteration of Da Lun Ming Wang's Sanskrit. Jiu Mozhi didn't expect that someone in Jiangnan would recognize him at a glance. When he looked up, he was only a teenager. In doubt, he brought Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu up. When Mu Wanqing saw Song Qingshu, there was a hint of joy in her eyes, but she didn't know what to think, her expression darkened, and she followed with a complicated expression.

"I'm dead, I'm dead! Where did such a beautiful woman come from? If this beautiful woman gave me a wife, the little emperor would not change positions with me. I, Wei Xiaobao, are dead skinned and alive, and the world is full of arrows. , Knife Mountain Oil Pot, no matter what, you have to marry this girl as a wife!" As soon as Wang Yuyan went upstairs, Wei Xiaobao seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible hammer on the chest, and his mouth was dry and stunned.

The man's instinct made Duan Yu immediately realize the coveted meaning in Wei Xiaobao's eyes, and he couldn't help but subconsciously blocked Wang Yuyan's gaze, blocking the other party's hot gaze.

Noticing his actions, Mu Wanqing felt a pain in her heart, and sat next to Song Qingshu in a fit of anger.

"Huashan said goodbye, I didn't expect that we would meet so soon." Song Qingshu turned to look at Mu Wanqing, the beauty of the beautiful woman did not diminish, but there was a look of exhaustion on her beautiful face.

"Sister Wan, do you know this young master?" Duan Yu noticed that the relationship between the two seemed a little unusual. Although Mu Wanqing was now his sister, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"He's my husband!" When Mu Wanqing said this, everyone in the audience was shocked.

It turns out that brother Qing turned into a real brother, and Mu Wan's heart was broken. He heard that Duan Yu was captured by Jiu Mozhi in Huashan, and hurried to rescue him. How could he know that his former lover was so full of thoughts so quickly On to the Wang girl.

The speed of Duan Yu's transference and separation made Mu Wanqing's heart shudder along the way. At this time, when she saw Song Qingshu, Mu Wanqing felt a little warmer in her heart. Of course, this sentence was more deliberately said to Duan Yu, and he was angry with him. of.

He was blocked just now, so Wei Xiaobao had the opportunity to look at Mu Wanqing. After seeing it, he couldn't help but be startled. He compared the two women back and forth, and they couldn't help but praise him, "Brother Song, sister-in-law is very good. She's so beautiful!" But she secretly felt a pity in her heart, being a brother shows loyalty, if she wasn't the elder brother's woman, and she was so beautiful, she would have gotten her if she wanted to.

Jiu Mozhi didn't have time to watch a group of idiots, resentful women, and jealousy.

"King Ming used his 'flaming knife' stunt to sweep the black sect in Tubo, and he was very powerful in the west. What is even more rare is that he has great wisdom, is proficient in Buddhism, and is a person who has been fascinated for a long time. How dare you talk about it?" Song Qingshu smiled modestly.

Jiu Mozhi has a bright face. If this young man just praised his martial arts, he would not feel it. After all, not many people in the Central Plains martial arts have seen him take a shot. He praised his martial arts mostly with three points; Buddhism is more respected, but this cannot be faked.

Only then did Wang Yuyan see Song Qingshu, her eyes lit up, and she asked happily, "Master Song, has your injury been healed?"

"Thank you for the guidance from Miss Wang that day, the lower meridian has recovered." Song Qingshu smiled kindly at her.

"So you know each other." Kumozhi snorted coldly, but was not worried. Among the people present, the one with the braided braid does not know martial arts at first glance. The woman standing behind him has limited martial arts, and Mu Wanqing is not in his eyes. Only the young man on the opposite side may be a little tricky, but considering him A weak-crowned young man, how high can his martial arts go.

"Song was once greatly favored by Miss Wang in the past. Since she saw Miss Wang suffer today, although she thinks that her martial arts skills are low, she has no reason to stand by. If there is any offense, I hope King Ming will forgive you." Song Qingshu is not true. He wanted to fight him, but he just took the opportunity to let Wei Xiaobao see Jiumazhi's martial arts, and then he realized that what he said before was true, and by the way, he gave Wang Yuyan a favor, so why not do it.

"Song Gongzi is handsome and handsome, but he has the style of an ancient righteous man, and the poor monk admires it. It's a pity that the poor monk has something important to ask Miss Wang, so he has to offend him." .

"Brother Wei, this is the master I mentioned to you before. Take a closer look. It's up to you to convince him to join us later." Song Qingshu whispered in Wei Xiaobao's ear before standing up.

Not to mention that when the two confronted each other, there was no wind and the situation was imminent. Somewhere thousands of miles away, there is a major event related to the life and death of Song Qingshu and Wei Xiaobao.

Deep in the mountains of Shandong, the head coach of the Golden Snake Camp is in the tent. Yuan Chengzhi looks at the three people in the tent as if he is facing an enemy: "Everyone gathered at the Golden Snake Camp this time, I don't know what you are doing."

No wonder he was nervous, opposite

One is the leader of the Liaodong Shenlong Sect, the other is the head of the Blood Sword Sect in Qinghai, and the other is the first master of the Shinyan sect, one of the four major schools of Tibetan esoteric Buddhism, Sangjie **, all of them are first-class martial arts masters, although they I had already posted a greeting card in advance, and it seemed that there was no malicious intent, but the three of them came together, which still made Yuan Chengzhi vigilant.

"Why does the Golden Snake King have to be so wary of me, now we have a common enemy, an enemy not a friend." Master Sanjie was white and chubby, and when he smiled, he always had the illusion that he was not smiling.

"Please forgive Yuan for being ignorant and don't understand what your Excellency means." Yuan Chengzhi said calmly with a move in his heart.

"Why does the Golden Snake King pretend to be confused?" Hong Antong, the leader of Shenlong, said solemnly, "We are all here for Wei Xiaobao. I heard that Wei Xiaobao's alliance this time is fake, and it is true to deal with Your Excellency."

"Originally, to deal with a Wei Xiaobao, we don't need so many masters to join forces," the blood knife ancestor suddenly said, "A few days ago, the ancestor, I could have taken Wei Xiaobao's life very quickly, how did I know that a young man with strong martial arts suddenly appeared beside him. People, hey," the ancestor of the blood knife looked around for a week, hehe smiled, "In my opinion, fighting alone, I am afraid that none of you here is the opponent of the young man, so I ran around and wanted to join hands with everyone..."

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