Chapter 292: Killing the King
"Okay!" Song Qingshu did not hesitate, and handed over the map that had already been prepared to Sunflower Ancestor.
Sunflower Ancestor's hands holding the map were trembling, he had already memorized part of the map in the Zhenghuang Flag very well, roughly swept it, and knew that this was a real map, and after carefully putting it in his arms, he looked at Song Qingshu and said: "Boy, Ancestor is happy today, do you want me to help you?"
Seeing that his dry face couldn't help twitching, Song Qingshu understood how excited Sunflower Ancestor was at this time, if he opened his mouth, he would definitely be willing to help deal with Kangxi, but Song Qingshu still shook his head and refused: "This is a matter between me and him, I want to make a break with him alone." โ
Sunflower Ancestor was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Song Qingshu to not appreciate it, but he just said casually, and now his mind is on the dragon vein of the Manchu Dynasty, so he took the opportunity to say: "It's okay, the old ancestor will go." As soon as the words fell, his figure disappeared like a puff of green smoke.
"Compared to Sunflower Ancestor, my light skills are still a little bit worse. Song Qingshu was stunned and couldn't help sighing.
When night fell, Kangxi was alone in the room dealing with the twists and turns, and at the same time thinking in his mind: Now that Shengjing has been completely controlled by me, the families of those generals who went out on the expedition are also in my hands, not to mention that Hongli is dead, and several of his sons are also guarded by himself...... Well, but you can't be careless, you have to guard against Hongli's henchmen taking the opportunity to fight back......
Kangxi thought about it, but he felt upset, threw away the Zhu pen, and didn't bother to review it, and suddenly thought of Ma Chunhua, and his heart couldn't help but move. A girl who was ignorant of the world back then has now grown into a charming young woman, especially thinking of the other party's special identity, Kangxi felt that a certain part of her body was warm.
"Little Dengzi, come here, Miss Xuanma. โ
How do you know that even after shouting twice, there was no response outside, Kangxi was secretly angry, this bastard slave was not afraid of losing his head. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he looked at the figure in the shadow of the pillar.
"Your Majesty, you don't have to shout, Xiao Dengzi can't hear it. Song Qingshu walked out step by step.
Kangxi's heart sank, but a warm smile appeared on his face: "Song Aiqing is looking for me so late, what is the so-called matter." โ
Song Qingshu was silent for a long time, and finally chuckled: "Why should the emperor pretend to be confused. โ
Kangxi's face suddenly became very gloomy: "Do you know that you have committed the crime of disrespect by saying such things to me." โ
"Yes. Song Qingshu looked at him calmly.
Kangxi only felt a cold air rising from his back, and said in a deep voice: "Song Qingshu, if you step back now, I will not blame you for your past achievements." โ
Hearing Kangxi's words, Song Qingshu smiled: "It's all come to this point, do you think I will go back?"
Kangxi had just eliminated Hongli, and his self-confidence was reaching an unprecedented peak, and a wave of anger came to his heart, and with a wave of his hand, he said coldly: "Kill him." โ
With Kangxi's order, the four black-clothed men slowly walked out of the darkness and faintly surrounded Song Qingshu in the center.
"Song Aiqing, do you really think that there are no masters under me?" Kangxi snorted coldly, "The Great Qing Dynasty has a vast land and resources, and the power of the imperial court has collected all kinds of peerless martial arts secrets. โ
Feeling the solemn momentum of several people, Song Qingshu frowned, and after hearing Kangxi's words, he laughed mercilessly: "I don't dare to say that the head of Shaolin is in charge, the head of Wudang...... Hehe, Zhang Zhenren let them have one hand, completely stress-free. โ
Several black-clothed people were furious when they heard this, and the first one signaled them to be calm, and said sarcastically: "We don't dare to say what about Zhang Zhenren, as for Your Excellency, in the eyes of our brothers, it is just a chicken and a dog." That Yu Zhenzi, who is known as the number one master in Shengjing, was not killed by me with one move?"
Yu Zhenzi had a tie with Yuan Chengzhi, the king of the golden snake, in his early years, and after taking refuge in Hongli, he swept Shengjing invincible, and the limelight was unbeatable for a while, but he was easily defeated by Song Qingshu several times, which made people in the world feel more and more unfathomable Song Qingshu. However, these black-clothed people easily killed Yu Zhenzi, so naturally they didn't think Song Qingshu was so remarkable.
"Oh?" Song Qingshu was shocked, Yu Zhenzi was definitely a top master in the rivers and lakes, coupled with his outstanding light skills, it was really a bit incredible that he actually died in their hands like this, "Yu Zhenzi died like this?"
Seeing a hint of pride on the other party's face, Song Qingshu's expression became solemn, these people are probably really a little tricky.
"Report your name, Song never kills unknown people. Song Qingshu was no longer what it used to be, and quickly calmed down and said lightly.
"When you see King Yama, remember to tell his old man, the one who killed you, Wei Moye!" As soon as the words fell, the leader had already disappeared in place.
Seeing the flash of the knife, Wei Mo had already returned to his original place, and a bright drop of blood hung on the low-hanging tip of the knife.
"Your knife is fast. Song Qingshu looked at the wound on his shoulder, and his tone seemed to be quite approving.
The first move obviously had the upper hand, but Wei Mo couldn't see the joy on his face, and smiled bitterly: "Your light skills are faster." โ
"What's your name for this move?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.
"Extraterrestrial meteors. Wei Mo said in a deep voice, although he is not famous, but he is a rare martial arts wizard, after integrating all kinds of martial arts cheats, he has created a move "Meteor Outside the Sky", and after that, it only takes one move to kill anyone, even if it is as strong as Yu Zhenzi, but unfortunately he was dodged by Song Qingshu in the end.
"It's as fast as a meteor. Song Qingshu already had a wooden sword in his hand as he spoke, "Then please comment on my move." โ
Wei Mo didn't dare to hold it up anymore, and hurriedly beckoned the rest of the people and attacked together.
Song Qingshu raised his sword and swung it behind him at will, and the desperate eyes of the other three black-clothed people reflected the sword shadows in the sky, and they couldn't stop the sword qi from penetrating through their bodies with all their life's skills.
Seeing this, Wei Mo's eyes were about to split, and he roared, urging twelve points of strength, under the mixture of grief and anger, this knife had broken through the previous limit, looking at Song Qingshu at this time, the wooden sword was still behind him, Wei Mo was confident that the other party would no longer be able to dodge.
Suddenly, Wei Mo's expression changed greatly, and he saw that the wooden sword in Song Qingshu's hand was like an antelope hanging on its horns, and it naturally turned to the front. The other party's move can be seen clearly, but the slow move comes first.
Looking down at the wooden sword on his chest, Wei Mo asked unwillingly, "What is the name of this sword technique?"
"I just realized it recently, and I haven't had time to choose a name yet......" Seeing Wei Mo's regretful face, Song Qingshu couldn't bear it, and suddenly thought of a certain comic in his previous life, and hurriedly said, "Well, let's call it Sword Twenty-Three." โ
"Sword Twenty-Three, good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship...... The light in Wei Mo's eyes finally dimmed.
Seeing that the four top masters died in the hands of Song Qingshu so easily, Kangxi hurriedly ran to the inner hall, shouting as he ran: "Ancestor save me, ancestor save me......" The voice stopped abruptly, and I don't know when Song Qingshu was already standing in front of him, and the wooden sword in his hand was just above his throat.
"Are you expecting Sunflower Ancestor to rescue you?" Song Qingshu showed a hint of regret on his face, "He has already set off for Changbai Mountain to find your Great Qing Dragon Vein." โ
"Forty-two Chapters?" Kangxi quickly reacted to the key, "Wei Xiaobao was really killed by you." โ
"Xiaobao was not killed by me, he did die at the hands of Princess Jianning. Song Qingshu sighed.
"What's the difference between what Jianning killed and what you killed?" Kangxi sneered, "Jianning's elm head, he didn't know that he was used as a gunman before he died." โ
It seems that the emperor has long suspected this qiฤ. Song Qingshu put away the wooden sword and exclaimed.
After all, Kangxi is a generation of heroes, after the initial panic, he quickly calmed down, knowing that he was now certain to die, but he was unwilling to show a hint of wolf bรจi: "Yes, what happened in Shanhaiguan, I knew that there must be something strange in it as soon as I heard it." I asked the rest of the mission afterwards about the day, and after countless calculations, I came to the conclusion that you were the only possibility. โ
"Why didn't the emperor treat me at that time?" Song Qingshu admired Kangxi's calm kung fu now.
"You're a rare talent after all, and I think I can see through you. I wanted to make full use of you, and then get rid of you to avenge Wei Xiaobao, but I didn't know that this was the biggest mistake I made in my life. Kangxi looked extremely annoyed.
"The emperor doesn't have to regret it, you have actually succeeded. If I hadn't heard someone say something, I wouldn't have realized that you had seen what I was planning. Song Qingshu said fearfully.
"Hehe, I did see it for the first time, and I knew that you were unwilling to be subordinate, and sooner or later you would rebel against ......me," Kangxi smiled bitterly, "But if you become a king or lose a king, it's useless to talk about it." Compared to this, I am more curious, what benefits can you get by killing me at this time, except for a little poor false name?"
Song Qingshu was silent for a while, took out a mask as thin as a cicada's wings from his arms and put it on his face, and didn't speak, just looked at Kangxi quietly.
"Your Excellency's planning is so deep and your preparation is so thorough, I really don't lose unjustly. Looking at the face in front of him that was exactly the same as his own, Kangxi was endlessly cold in the depths of his bone marrow, and his whole body trembled involuntarily, and it was only now that he was completely desperate.
"This is the disguise technique taught to me by a little maid from the Gusu Murong family, I have always believed that this is much more useful than what nine yin and nine yang," thinking of Bing Xue Er taking herself to Yanziwu for medical treatment, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in his heart.
"Song Qingshu, I only have one request before I die. Kangxi didn't see the slightest blood on his face, and he struggled with all his strength to keep his voice from trembling.
"As long as it's not too much, I can promise you. Looking at the man in front of him who seemed to be an enemy and a friend, Song Qingshu said heartily.
"Be the emperor for me. Kangxi finally calmed down.
Song Qingshu was stunned, he couldn't have imagined that Kangxi's last words would be this, and when he was about to ask, he saw Kangxi pick up a knife on the ground, and his expression was quite arrogant: "Hehe, I am the Son of Heaven, and I can take my life, except for God, I am the only one who can take my life." With that, he raised his sword and killed himself.