Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "Brother Tang Kuo, aren't you pushing me to the place of injustice?"

Tang Kuobi shook his head and said: "We Jurchens don't have as much red tape as you Han people, what I said just now is all my true thoughts, not to mention that we made an oath before, and now that I am dead, there is no problem with your wife and property being inherited by you." One Reading Book・1・??"

Song Qingshu hesitated: "I can promise you the rest, but your wife, how can I ......?"

Seeing that the other party promised to do those three things for himself, Tang Kuobi couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Hahaha, if I get Brother Song's daughter, I Tang Kuobi can be blind even if I die." ”

"Brother Tang Kuo, did you hear what I said?" Song Qingshu said speechlessly.

Tang Kuobi sighed: "Do you think I'm willing to let another man ride on Gebi?" But now that I'm out of skill, Gebi, who has no one to protect, will be the most delicious and tempting delicacy, don't say it's Wanyan Liang at that time, it's other nobles, who doesn't want to take a bite?" Instead of letting her become the plaything of other men, it is better for me to give her to you directly, you have enough ability to protect her, and you can also fulfill my last wish, not to mention that we are righteous brothers, according to the words of your Han people, this can be regarded as a fertile water that does not flow into the fields of outsiders. ”

Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, this Tang Kuo debated that he knew nothing about Chinese, how could this idiom be used like this? Although, the artistic conception is indeed quite consistent......

"Brother Song, my time is running out, you listen carefully to what I say about the Tang Kuo family......" Seeing that Song Qingshu wanted to say something, Tang Kuo interrupted him, and hurriedly told him some secrets that only he knew, so that he could impersonate more seamlessly in the future.

I don't know how long it took, Song Qingshu held a blood letter written by Tang Kuobi himself, as well as his patriarch's seal letter, and the whole person stood in the room gloomily.

The reason why Song Qingshu was so depressed was because he was so powerless in front of death now, he could only watch Tang Kuo's fire of life slowly extinguish, no matter how high a person's martial arts were, how small he was in the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

Of course, the death of Tang Kuobi, a sworn brother, made him extremely sad, although Song Qingshu only regarded the other party as a friend of wine and meat. Especially when Tang Kuobi was dying, he solemnly entrusted the aftermath, and he was still faintly aware of the heaviness on his shoulders.

Song Qingshu picked up Tang Kuobi's body, carried it to the sand without a trace, and soon went out of the city.

Finding a secluded place to bury Tang Kuo, Song Qingshu looked at the sloppy tomb in front of him, and secretly made a promise: "Brother Tang Kuo, you are here for the time being, and after I complete your entrustment, I will bury you in a beautiful manner and return to the ancestral tomb of the Tang Kuo family." One Look: Book 1

Song Qingshu did not cut off his face according to Tang Kuo's last words, after all, he himself has the ability to disguise, and he does not need such bloody means, in his heart, the dead are the greatest, and leaving a whole corpse is also a custom unanimously recognized by all ethnic groups.

There are too many things to do tonight, seeing the death of the righteous brother and his powerlessness, Song Qingshu is holding back an evil fire in his heart, he urgently needs to vent, the woman's warm and soft ** is the best healing medicine.

When Song Qingshu returned to the room, more than half of the night had passed, but the hour before dawn was the darkest and the most sleepy time.

Song Qingshu didn't light the lamp, he came to the bed in the dark, and in the hazy darkness, he vaguely saw the beauty on the bed lying sideways, with her back to herself, sleeping very sweetly, and the graceful undulating body curve was enough to make any man's heart beat.

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to shake her awake, but he held back his thoughts, thinking in his heart: Mrs. Tang has already experienced a gap of great joy and sorrow tonight, and if she knows about her brother's death again, I am afraid that her body will not be able to support it.

Of course, Song Qingshu also has his own selfishness, he urgently needs to vent the negative feelings in his body now, if Mrs. Tang knows about her brother's death, it would be too much to ask her for pleasure again.

Looking at the sleeping woman, Song Qingshu didn't know if it was his own illusion, and felt that Mrs. Tang's body seemed to be more tempting than usual.

Song Qingshu rarely encountered this kind of opportunity in front of him, watching the woman lying on her side on the bed without defense, he suddenly had a feeling of stealing, and his heart was pounding with excitement.

Taking a deep breath, Song Qingshu stabilized his mind, carefully pinched the corner of the quilt with two fingers and lifted it up gently, the woman only wore a close-fitting small dress, and a large area of white skin on the back of her neck was exposed, with a seductive halo in the night.

Looking at the slender neck, Song Qingshu's body became even hotter.

Song Qingshu hurriedly stripped off his clothes, got on the bed carefully, put down the brocade quilt and wrapped the two of them inside.

There was a refreshing sweet fragrance of a woman in the quilt, Song Qingshu's whole body suddenly became harder than iron, he faintly felt that he was about to explode, and he urgently needed the moist wrap of the woman's body to comfort him.

One of the biggest differences between men and women is that women are very sensitive to the smell of fragrance and can keenly distinguish whether their husbands have the smell of other women, while men have a hard time distinguishing the difference.

Therefore, the careless Song Qingshu didn't realize that the sweet fragrance emanating from the woman in the nest was actually very different from Mrs. Tang!

Song Qingshu hugged the woman from behind, and with his other hand, he untied the last layer of close-fitting clothes on the woman's body very familiarly, in order to avoid waking up the other party, he even directly used his sword qi, gently slashed over the other party's clothes, and stripped the woman in the nest without much effort.

Although it is not clear in the dark, a man's intuition of a woman makes Song Qingshu clear how attractive a woman in the bed is.

Song Qingshu's hot and hard body probed between her legs, and her plump buttocks were tightly embedded in his lower abdomen, making the two bodies intimate.

At this time, Song Qingshu fully felt the amazing elasticity and smoothness of the other party's skin, and rubbed it gently, the delicate feeling made Song Qingshu tremble all over his body.

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to go around in front of her, and grabbed the plump and towering place, and the perfect touch at the beginning made Song Qingshu's heart bloom, wonderful!

"This Mrs. Tang is really a stunner in the world, and every time I have a completely different freshness. Song Qingshu thought secretly.

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