"Poof!" a mouthful of blood spit out, if it weren't for Song Qingshu's divine power to protect his body, ordinary people would have been hit by Hong Antong's solid punch, I'm afraid their hearts would have been broken.

Sang Jie and the Blood Knife Ancestor also attacked, and Song Qingshu had just resisted a few moves, and the Blood Knife Ancestor's knife was on his neck.

"My life is on the line!" Song Qingshu felt a chill in his heart, and a picture of his head flying high flashed in his mind.

"Ding!" A hidden weapon shot at the Blood Knife Ancestor Knife, and the three people in the field were taken aback, not because of how clever the shot was, but because the hidden weapon was a golden snake cone!

Turning around suspiciously, he saw that Yuan Chengzhi and Murong Fu were besieging Gu Mozhi, and there was no space to launch this secret weapon......

"Don't look at it, I put that golden snake cone." Xia Qingqing Shi Ran walked in, at this time, she changed her previous charming temperament of upside down sentient beings, with clouds and sideburns, and a curtain of curtains, the men in the field only felt that she was dignified in their eyes.

Sang Jie pointed his fingers, restrained Song Qingshu's big holes, raised his head and wondered, "Why didn't Mrs. Yuan let me wait for his life?"

"The concubine still has important things to ask him, thank you here for helping me catch him." Xia Qingqing put his hands on his right waist, and bowed slightly, which was really deceitful.

Sang Jie and Hong Antong are okay, the former is a monk, and the latter has not been close to women for many years, and the wife at home has no spare energy to irrigate, so although the two appreciate her beauty, they have no extra thoughts.

The Blood Knife Ancestor was different, looking at Xia Qingqing's small willow waist when he was holding it, he couldn't wait to step forward and help her up, greed flashed in his eyes, thinking of his husband with strong martial arts, he sighed secretly: Let's find other little ladies, the girl who dressed as a woman just now is not bad.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, but she didn't expect that in the end, it was she who saved her life, thinking of the warmth of the two just now, her heart couldn't help but flutter.

Noticing his gaze, Xia Qingqing didn't know what to think, her pretty face couldn't help but turn red, pretending to turn her head to care about the battle situation on the other side, and no longer looked at him.

Although Gu Mozhi fell into a disadvantage, he could barely parry, but when the corner of his eye noticed that Song Qingshu was seriously injured and captured, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, thinking that if he continued to fight, he might really have to go to see the Buddha.

Hurriedly urged the flame knife with all his strength to force Yuan Chengzhi and Murong Fu away, and jumped to Song Qingshu with one body: "Song Gongzi, the poor monk is here to save you."

Sang Jie and Hong Antong were shocked, both punched out to meet the Gu Mozhi in the air.

"Lord Wei, Song Gongzi, the poor monk will come back to invite more masters, and he will come to save you." Hatomachi's voice drifted from afar.

"You companion is really righteous." Xia Qingqing stood beside Song Qingshu and sneered.

"I didn't expect that the journey of many days of companionship could not compare to a moment of friendship with the girl." Song Qingshu sighed, "Qingqing Zijin, take care of my heart, what a quiet girl, I should have thought of it a long time ago."

Wei Xiaobao saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed his face: "Sect Master Hong will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and his longevity will be with Tianqi!"

"Blood Knife Sect Master Wen Cheng Wude ......"

"**Teacher, you Ze is ...... the people"

There was a burst of incoherent sycophants, and seeing that everyone just sneered, Wei Xiaobao sighed: "Hey, his grandfather's, it's Lao Tzu planted today, if you want to kill it, you have to listen to it, and you will be a good man after sixteen years!"

"Didn't you people from the Central Plains say, 'Eighteen years later, you'll be a good man again'?" Sangjie thought he had misremembered, and glanced at his companion suspiciously.

"Your grandfather's, I think eighteen years is too long, and I can't come out two years early." Wei Xiaobao was stunned, thinking that he would not be able to escape death anyway, and he was unexpectedly angry.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the officers and soldiers outside the city will arrive in a moment, so it is better for us to leave early." Yuan Chengzhi walked over and spoke.

"Now that I've saved my cousin, I won't bother you, so don't bother you here." Murong Fu clasped his hands into fists, but he thought in his heart, originally the Golden Snake King, the Divine Dragon Sect Master, the Blood Knife Sect Master, and the Sang Jie Master were all strong and powerful, and after making friends, they might be helpful to their great cause of rejuvenation......

"Nan Murong really deserves his reputation, and being able to fight side by side with Murong Gongzi, Yuan is really happy to live his life." Just now, the two teamed up to deal with Gu Mozhi, and Yuan Chengzhi admired his profound and subtle martial arts very much.

"Cousin, Song Gongzi ......" Wang Yuyan pulled Murong Fu's sleeve and looked at Song Qingshu who looked depressed on the side, her eyes were full of worry.

"Thank you Miss Wang for your concern, Song won't be able to die for a while, you don't have to worry about me, I believe that since this thief got me into this world, it won't be so easy for me to die, hahaha......" Song Qingshu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his laughter was full of desolation.

It turned out that Song Qingshu knew the essence of Murong Fu's pursuit of advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and with so many masters on the other side, it was impossible for him to come to the rescue, and it was estimated that he would finally say a large set of high-sounding reasons and politely refuse.

Why should I listen to that false rhetoric and be disgusted when I am dying......

"After many days, Song Gongzi is still so open-minded...... Cousin, this is not a place to stay for a long time, let's go." Murong Fu pulled Wang Yuyan and disappeared at the door of the inn.

"Miss Wang, wait for me." Duan Yu hurried. [,!] chased after him.

Song Qingshu and Wei Xiaobao were tied up and thrown into a carriage, and a group of people hurried out of the city.

When Duolong rushed to Lichun Courtyard with a large group of people, looking at the guards lying on the ground, Wei Xiaobao was gone, and his face couldn't help but turn pale, and he ordered: "Give me a chase out of the city!"

Yuan Chengzhi and his entourage had already prepared, and after dressing up, the escape route was very tortuous, and they quickly got rid of the pursuers.

One day, when he stopped to rest at noon, the Blood Knife Ancestor stared at Wei Xiaobao fiercely, turned his head to Yuan Chengzhi and said, "Golden Snake King, why don't you kill this kid with one sword, and you have to work hard to escape with him?"

The Blood Knife Ancestor and Sang Jie could leave after leaving Yangzhou, but they were afraid that Wei Xiaobao would be rescued again, and the guide task would fail, so they followed Yuan Chengzhi and his party all the way, but the past few days of hiding in Tibet have made them quite impatient, and the Blood Knife Ancestor finally asked.

"Yuan plans to bring this dog officer back to the Golden Snake Camp, invite the leaders of the righteous army in Shandong to come, and kill him together to sacrifice the flag, so as to strengthen the momentum of my Shandong righteous army." Yuan Chengzhi thought that since Kangxi came to power, the life of the rebels has become more and more difficult, and the morale of the rebels from all walks of life has been a little low in recent years, and they have long lost the sharpness of the year.

Wei Xiaobao felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, and thought: His grandfather's, this little black face looks loyal and honest, how can he be so ruthless, and if he goes back with him, he will inevitably be cut by a thousand knives......

His eyes flickered, and he suddenly thought about it and shouted, "Ouch, I'm going to pee."

The Blood Knife Ancestor happened to walk up to him and said impatiently, "I urinated in the crotch of my pants."

Wei Xiaobao showed a flattering smile: "Of course I don't care, it's just that the urine is fishy and sassy, which can't help but disturb the interest of your ancestor in eating."

"Bad luck!" The Blood Knife Ancestor threw the baked cake in his hand aside, lifted him to a place ten meters away, and untied the rope on his body, "Oh, hurry up, if you kid dares to run, Ancestor will pick off your tendons and tendons."

"Hehe, how dare you, in fact, Xiaobao just wants to talk to you." Wei Xiaobao looked at him with a smile, which was the way he was in the urgency before.

"What do I have to say to you?" The Blood Knife Ancestor turned his head away in disdain.

"Ancestor, do you think that if I die, you will complete the task?" Wei Xiaobao didn't care and asked rhetorically.

"Naturally, so you'd better hurry up and die." The Blood Knife Ancestor glared at him fiercely.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous." Wei Xiaobao shook his head and looked at him with pity.

The Blood Knife Ancestor was stared at by him, and couldn't help asking, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you and that lama for being a fool, a big turtle egg, who became someone else's thug for nothing, but didn't even catch a fart." Wei Xiaobao glanced at him disdainfully.

"You kid don't have to sow discord," Blood Knife Ancestor smiled, "Ancestor eats more salt than you kid eats."

"That Yuan Chengzhi is okay, if he kills me, he can get the support of the Shandong Righteous Army and improve his prestige, may I ask what good it will be for you if I die?" Wei Xiaobao asked with a sneer.

"How could it be no good." The Blood Knife Ancestor said, "The Seventh Prince originally wanted you to die, and we and Yuan Chengzhi have the same purpose, each taking what he needs."

"Okay, each takes what he needs," Wei Xiaobao sneered, "May I ask what your prince wants me to die for, and where are we now?"

"Naturally, I want to get rid of Kangxi's right-hand man, hey! No......" The Blood Knife Ancestor was shocked, and reacted that the Seven Princes were actually mainly to destroy the alliance between the Manchus and the Song State, and killed Wei Xiaobao in the territory of the Song State, and the Song State had an inseparable relationship, and the envoys were all dead, and the covenant was naturally impossible to talk about.

But now Wei Xiaobao has long left the Song Realm and is in the land of the Manchu Dynasty!

"Hmph, it's okay to break Kangxi's arm." The Blood Knife Ancestor is still stubborn.

"Hey, although it's a little embarrassing to say, but I still have to confess, what else will my Wei Xiaobao do besides slapping horses, embezzlement and bribery? Wei Xiaobao said with a bitter face, "If you really let me die, I am afraid that you will not be able to come out again under the Seventh Prince in the future."

The Blood Knife Ancestor was taken aback: "How is it possible!"

"Think about it, in the eyes of the Seventh Prince, you failed to kill me in the territory of the Song Kingdom, this is incompetence; Later, he caught me, but did not bring me back to Mongolia, and took the opportunity to use it to blackmail our emperor, but let others kill me, which is brainless; Such an incompetent and brainless person, how can the Seventh Prince feel at ease to use you again?" Wei Xiaobao's smile became more and more treacherous.