Chapter Eighty-Eight: Untie Your Clothes

got rid of a big trouble, Kangxi Longyan Dayue, and set up a banquet in the palace that night to entertain Dongfang Undefeated, Wei Xiaobao and Song Qingshu and his party.

During the banquet, Gu Mozhi suddenly got up to say goodbye to Kangxi, Kangxi was stunned, and thought he was ashamed, and then relieved: "King Ming's martial arts are world-famous, as we all know, a miss, it's not a big deal, why bother to resign?"

Gu Mozhi folded his hands and replied respectfully: "Back to the emperor, the poor monk is not concerned about temporary honor and disgrace. It's just that the poor monk's martial arts have gone wrong, and he is confused, and he needs to go back to Tubo to ask the predecessors of the Nyingma Temple, and I hope the emperor will forgive me. ”

Song Qingshu also said: "Your Majesty, I also know a little about the situation of King Ming, and what King Ming said is indeed true. ”

"Since this is the case, then I will not be embarrassed by the national teacher. Later, I will order someone to write a letter of alliance, and the national teacher will bring it back to Tubo Zampu to form a friendship between the two countries. Kangxi was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

"It is really my great luck to be able to form an alliance with the Qing Dynasty. Gu Mozhi's face was happy, although this trip to the Central Plains was not a success, but he made an alliance with the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and he would be satisfied when he returned to Zampu.

"I have heard for a long time that the previous generation of Nyingma Monastery monk Padmasambhava has been in retreat for decades, and his cultivation has approached the realm of ghosts and gods. I also hope that the king of Ming will pass a word for this seat, and after this seat is free, he will go to Nyingma Temple and his party to receive the peerless magic of the Lotus Master. Dongfang Undefeated, who was sitting at the top, put down his wine glass and said lightly.

Thinking that on the top of the Jade Emperor, he killed Yuan Chengzhi, who was only slightly inferior to him, and Gu Mozhi couldn't help but say with a solemn expression: "Nyingma Temple must sweep the couch to welcome the Eastern Sect Master." ”

Dongfang Undefeated nodded, ignored him, and poured himself a drink.

Seeing his demeanor when he turned around, Song Qingshu's heart jumped: Niang Xipi, her martial arts are so high, and she looks so beautiful, put it in modern times, and properly make those star-chasing girls crazy rhythm.

In the next few days, Song Qingshu was about to get bored in the palace. It turned out that the day after the banquet, Gu Mozhi set off to return to Tibet, Wei Xiaobao was also anxious to go home to hug his wife, Dongfang Undefeated was secretive, and he didn't know where Lu Dao was, only Song Qingshu, a first-class guard, had to stay in the palace.

"Fortunately, Kangxi Nian is from the rivers and lakes, and I don't need to be named if I am very kind, otherwise I will patrol the palace every day, and I will lose the face of the traverser when I think about it. Song Qingshu muttered to himself.

According to Kangxi's meaning, he usually has nothing fixed to do, and he will naturally notify him when he needs it.

"Hey, it's like waiting for the lucky lady, this feeling is really unpleasant. Song Qingshu pushed open the window and looked at the stars in the sky in a daze.

"There are assassins!" There was a sound in the distance, if it weren't for Song Qingshu's deep internal strength now, I'm afraid he wouldn't have heard it.

"What kind of assassin is so stupid that he went to that inaccessible place in the garden of Cining Palace?" Song Qingshu said sympathetically, but thinking that he was bored anyway, he turned over and jumped out of the window to find the place where the voice came from.

It didn't take long to hear the sound of the blades intersecting, Song Qingshu shook his head and smiled, although there were no real masters among the Manchu guards, but all of them were superb in martial arts, and if they were really entangled by them, the assassin might not be able to get out.

When passing by the corridor and seeing the situation in the field, Song Qingshu's face couldn't help but change slightly.

The man in black who was besieged by Ouchi's guards, although his face was wrapped in a black scarf, the graceful curves of his figure clearly told everyone that she was a woman.

But that's not the point, what made Song Qingshu turn pale was the golden serpentine sword in the other party's hand.

"Golden Snake Sword?" Song Qingshu was shocked in his heart, thinking that Yuan Chengzhi was dead, and the other party was a woman, so he didn't understand the identity of the assassin.

Song Qingshu admired Xia Qingqing very much in his heart, and learned that her husband died at the hands of the Qing court, and she, a woman, actually broke into the heavily guarded Manchu Forbidden City alone.

However, with her martial arts, the assassination of Kangxi is destined to be a bamboo basket to draw water, and now it seems that it is difficult to say whether she can save her life or not.

Song Qingshu's thoughts were mixed for a moment, and Xia Qingqing in the field was already in danger, with a low snort, and a sword had already been hit in his arm.

Knowing that he couldn't wait any longer, Song Qingshu flipped his wrist, transported the strength of Shuanglong to absorb water, aimed at Xia Qingqing, who was embarrassed in the field, and pulled it back.

Xia Qingqing was dealing with the long knives slashing from all directions, when he suddenly felt a strong force coming, and his body seemed to be pulled into the darkness in the distance by an invisible big hand.

After the initial panic, Xia Qingqing calmed down, knowing that he would definitely die if he stayed in the field, and now he was sucked into the unknown, but he added a glimmer of life.

Although she already had the intention of death in her heart, she did not avenge her husband, and she was not willing to die at the hands of a group of guards.

It was the first time for Song Qingshu to suck a living person from such a distance, in order to prevent a lack of strength, he used his greatest strength at the beginning.

As a result, when Xia Qingqing fell in front of him, due to inertia, a pair of hands did not be retracted, and pressed directly on the opponent's chest.

Xia Qingqing shook in the air, and as soon as he fell, he felt a pair of big hands clutching on his crisp chest, and he was suddenly ashamed and angry, and slashed at those hands with a sword: "The thief suffers death!"

"Sao Rui Saorui, I really didn't mean to. Song Qingshu hurriedly jumped away, waved his hands and said with an embarrassed expression, and secretly added a sentence in his heart: "It's crispy and soft, it's really the best!"

"It's you!" Seeing Song Qingshu's appearance clearly, Xia Qingqing was stunned.

"This is not the place to talk, follow me!" Seeing the guards in the distance rushing over here, Song Qingshu hugged Xia Qingqing and ran.

Being hugged by him, Xia Qingqing's eyebrows twisted, and he wanted to attack several times, but he was afraid of the pursuers behind him, so he endured it.

Holding a person, Song Qingshu's figure was not obscure at all, often on tiptoes, he slid out silently for several feet, and the pursuers from all walks of life quickly lost their traces.

"I didn't expect your light skills to be so good. When Song Qingshu shook off the pursuers and took Xia Qingqing back to his residence to stop, Xia Qingqing quietly left his embrace, took off the black scarf on his face, and said softly.

"So-so. Song Qingshu laughed twice.

"I'm afraid Brother Yuan's light skills can't compare to him. Thinking of her deceased husband, Xia Qingqing's heart felt sour, and a pair of starry eyes faintly covered with a layer of mist.

"Hey, Mrs. Yuan, please mourn and change. Song Qingshu didn't know how to persuade Lu Dao for a while.

As if being reminded, Xia Qingqing raised his head sharply and stared at Song Qingshu viciously: "Were you also in Mount Tai that day?"

"Not bad....... Song Qingshu nodded bitterly, speaking of which, he was also one of the accomplices who killed his husband, and he was one of the three masters sent by the imperial court, even if he wanted to, he couldn't deny it.

"Death!" scolded, Xia Qingqing stabbed Song Qingshu in the chest with a sword.

As soon as the words came out just now, Song Qingshu was already on guard, Xia Qingqing shot angrily, there were many flaws, and he was suddenly hit by Song Qingshu in the acupoint under his armpit.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard the footsteps of the guards not far away, Song Qingshu's expression changed, and his hands immediately stretched out to Xia Qingqing's neckline.

"What are you doing?" Xia Qingqing's tone was full of panic.

Song Qingshu untied her clothes and said with a wry smile: "Youyou girl, I said I just wanted to borrow your clothes, do you believe it?"