The group was mighty and thousands of people, and everywhere they passed, all the sects and factions surrendered, and there were also those who were tough and unwilling to surrender, and they were soon razed to the ground by the 3,000 cavalry battalion.

Hebei Feiyun Gang General Altar, the gang leader knelt on the ground and trembled, Wei Xiaobao stood on the main seat and read out the canonization of the imperial court.

Looking at the remorse and unwillingness in the eyes of this master, Song Qingshu couldn't help but slander: These ancient people didn't know what to pretend to be in their heads, didn't they just accept the canonization of the imperial court and nominally express their loyalty to the Qing State? Although they suffered a little loss in face, they didn't lose anything in the inside, so why bother to make them all look like they had been dug up ancestral graves, and so many sects chose to hit stones with eggs, so that the entire sect was removed from the rivers and lakes......

Of course, Song Qingshu didn't know how much these ancients valued this title, and at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty and the Gui Dynasty could even fight for who was the Ming Dynasty's orthodoxy......

This Feiyun Gang accepted the canonization of the Qing Dynasty, so he didn't want to get close to some other circles of the former Ming forces in his life.

"It's really hard to understand the thinking of these ancient people," Song Qingshu shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts in his heart, and opened the information in his hand to inquire which sect was the next unlucky ghost, and the three words 'Wangwu faction' suddenly came into view, and his heart couldn't help but move.

A few days later, the army quickly drove to the foot of Wangwu Mountain, and the local officials introduced the situation of the Wangwu faction to Wei Xiaobao in the middle tent: "The leader of the Wangwu faction, Situ Bolei, was the old general of Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, because he was dissatisfied with the king of Pingxi to take refuge in my Qing Dynasty, and in a fit of anger, he led a group of people to the rivers and lakes, and finally went to Wangwu Mountain to settle down for the ......."

"The terrain of Wangwu Mountain is dangerous, and the trail up the mountain is guarded by the other party's well-trained subordinates along the way, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack......" The magistrate said as he observed Wei Xiaobao's face.

It turned out that there were thousands of people under Situ Bolei's men, many of whom were veterans who could fight well in the past, and since they settled in Wangwu Mountain, the local officials had not tried to find a way to clean them up, but unfortunately the officials had no effect in front of the group of people who licked blood on their knives.

Considering that this group of people showed no signs of rebellion, the magistrate was afraid that reporting to the imperial court would affect his political performance, so he simply turned a blind eye, and only then did he lead the Wangwu faction to sit bigger and bigger, and it was able to compete with the imperial army.

"Lord Qiqi Wei, my subordinates have already sent someone to investigate, Wangwu Mountain is indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack, if you want to attack it, I am afraid that you will suffer heavy losses." A cavalry battalion general Zuo said in Wei Xiaobao's ear.

"Grandma is a bear, what kind of Wangwu faction is doing it at first glance, I don't know if it has anything to do with heaven and earth?" Wei Xiaobao felt irritable for a while, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Tonight, let's set up camp and rest first, and the matter of attacking the Wangwu faction needs to be considered in the long run."

All the generals and officers retired one after another, and looked at Shuang'er dressed as a pro-soldier, Song Qingshu smiled similarly with Duolong and the others, and also said goodbye with interest.

"Xiaobao, this person from the Wangwu faction is a benevolent and righteous man at first glance, but you helped the Qing Emperor to exterminate it, and my whole family died at the hands of the Manchu Tartars......" Seeing everyone leaving, Shuang'er couldn't help but have red circles in his eyes, and looked at Wei Xiaobao sadly.

"Shuang'er, the emperor's fate is difficult, and I can't help my husband." Wei Xiaobao let out a long breath.

"Then can't we not be this Manchu official, wouldn't it be a hundred times happier to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests than now?" Shuang'er looked at Wei Xiaobao with hope.

"That's not necessarily ......" Wei Xiaobao didn't think so, he couldn't bear this glory and wealth, and hurriedly coaxed: "Good Shuang'er, you also know that my husband is the master of the Qingmu Hall of Heaven and Earth, I will definitely find a way to protect the Wangwu faction, but this method still needs time to think ......"

"Xiaobao, I knew you were the best." Shuang'er burst into tears and laughed when he heard it.

Shaking his ears, Song Qingshu, who deliberately walked very slowly, listened to the whispers from the two people in the big tent, and smiled in his heart: It seems that Wei Xiaobao also has the idea of letting the Wangwu faction go for a yard, so it will be easy to do.

After nightfall, Song Qingshu changed into night clothes, put on a silver armor mask, and quietly sneaked up to Wangwu Mountain.

The army pressed the border, and the Wangwu faction had long been like a great enemy, and there were layers of heavy guards on the way up the mountain, and the rabbits could not escape.

How do you know that Song Qingshu has a peerless light skill without a trace, and when he exerts his full strength, often the guards only notice a hint of breeze, Song Qingshu has already swept by, all the way to the top of the mountain, no one can find his figure.

Today, the martial arts masters who can dive up the mountain silently in this situation can be counted in the palm of one hand - Dongfang is undefeated and counts one, Sunflower Ancestor counts one, and Blue-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao counts one...... As for Gu Mozhi, although his martial arts are high, it is impossible not to alarm any of the guards.

In the base camp of the Wangwu faction, in a wooden house, Zeng Rou was lying by the window, holding her cheek with her hands, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.

The Manchu Tartar army came down from the mountain, and during the day, the uncles and uncles, brothers and brothers quarreled about it, and people were panicked for a while.

Thinking of the sad face of the master, Zeng Rou looked at the moon, pinched her little hand to her lips, closed her eyes, and said to herself and made a wish: "Moon God, Moon God, please bless our Wangwu faction to tide over this difficulty."

When she opened her eyes and found that there was a masked person standing in front of her, she couldn't help but lose her face, and subconsciously opened her mouth to scream.

Song Qingshu looked at the woman in front of him, only to see that she had a round face, her appearance was extremely sweet, her big eyes were dark and bright, and there was a hint of panic in her eyes, she was looking at herself with fear, her mind turned, looking at her age, the other party should be Zeng Rou

Hearing the sound of the opposing patrol team around him, Song Qingshu rolled into the house in a flash and closed the window with his hand.

"What kind of thief is picking flowers?" Zeng Rou thought of some legends in the rivers and lakes, and she was even more scared in her heart.

Guessing her thoughts, Song Qingshu looked at her with amusement: "Didn't you make a wish to the Moon God just now, the Moon God felt your sincerity, and sent me down to the earth to rescue your Wangwu faction."

Zeng Rou's face turned red, she was not stupid, she didn't know that the other party was deliberately laughing, the girl's thoughts were heard by a strange man, Zeng Rou couldn't wait for a crack in the ground to get into.

"I'm going to unlock your acupuncture, but you are not allowed to shout, and if you agree, blink your eyes?" Seeing that the other party blinked his eyes quickly, Song Qingshu smiled slightly and unlocked her acupoint.

Zeng Rou quietly distanced herself from him, grabbed the sword on the table, calmed down a little, and raised her head and asked, "Who are you?"

Hearing the other party's crisp and pleasant voice, Song Qingshu seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, indescribably comfortable, and secretly sighed: It is said that Lori has three good - light voice, soft body, easy to push down, this sentence is also completely applicable to girls.

"I am the savior of your royal house." There were no masters in the entire Wangwu faction, but Song Qingshu was not as nervous as the other party, he looked around leisurely, and he didn't find a stool for a while, so he sat on the edge of the bed next to him.

Seeing him sit on his bed, Zeng Rou was ashamed and angry, and couldn't help but scold: "Nonsense."

"I'm still talking nonsense," Song Qingshu glanced at her angrily, "Now there are thousands of Manchu elites under the mountain, although your Wangwu faction occupies a favorable location, but it is only stubbornly resistant, and in the end it will be difficult to escape the catastrophe."

Zeng Rou's face turned pale, what he said was similar to what everyone was talking about during the day, and his heart was gloomy: "Could it be that the Wangwu faction is really inseparable?"

Seeing her pitiful look, Song Qingshu felt pity: "Little girl, if you tell me your name, this divine envoy will reluctantly save you."

Zeng Rou's face flushed, and she glanced at him angrily, but she didn't say anything.

"I can guess if you don't say it," Song Qingshu pretended to pinch his fingers and shook his head and said, "Your name is Zeng Rou, isn't it?"

"How do you know?" Zeng Rou covered her frightened lips and looked at him in disbelief.

"I said I was sent by the moon god, but you still don't believe it." The corners of Song Qingshu's mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

Zeng Rou also had a little shaken in her heart, and looked at him with a complicated expression: "I don't know how you plan to save us?"

"You little girl has a lowly position, it's useless to tell you." Song Qingshu stood up, and when he saw that the other party was so frightened that he subconsciously stepped back, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I don't have time to play with you, take me to see your master."

Zeng Rou dared to rashly take a person of unknown origin to see his master, pulled out the long sword in his hand, pointed at him and said, "Tell me who you are, otherwise I will really call someone."

As soon as Song Qingshu raised his hand, Zeng Rou immediately felt a strong suction, and when he was caught off guard, he suddenly lost his balance and fell into the other party's arms.

"Ah~" Zeng Rou couldn't hold back any longer, and the nature of a woman made her scream.

Holding the other party's delicate waist with his hand, Song Qingshu didn't mean to stop her at all, but picked her up and flew outside the house, looking at the disciples who rushed to hear the news with a smile.

This time, he secretly came up the mountain without Wei Xiaobao, Gu Mozhi and others, and he was worried that he would find out that he was no longer in the account after delaying for too long.

I just touched the top of the hill and was dumbfounded to find that all the wooden houses were almost the same, and for a while I couldn't find where Stubery was.

As the internal force became deeper and deeper, Song Qingshu became more and more deaf and clear-sighted, and heard the sound of a girl making a wish in the wind, and followed the sound, only then did he discover Zeng Rou.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't eat his set, and refused to take him to Stuart Boley, so he had no choice but to expose Xingzang and use Zeng Rou to lure the other party out.

"Scream louder, the more miserable and complaining, the better." Song Qingshu hugged the other party's gentle body and pinched her small waist wantonly.

Zeng Rou was held in his arms, and was restrained in an instant, and only one mouth could make a sound, and he was shocked and frightened, and he really shouted poignantly.