Fragrance Stealer

"I have a problem? I have a problem. I am from Khitan, and your mother is a Han. Originally, for your mother, I have agreed to be a Han with her. I even changed my name to the Chinese name Su Yin. I just want to grow old with her. In the end, I never thought that the Song Dynasty would break their faith and disregard the century-old brotherly alliance between Song and Liao, and join forces with Jin to attack our Daliao, which caused our Daliao to almost perish. Naturally, I couldn’t let it go, so I had to leave your mother and daughter and go back to the country to help the late emperor Resisting Jin Guo's iron cavalry... Hehe, it's ridiculous to say that Song Guo became greedy and treacherous for the sake of a mere Yanyun Sixteen States. Not to mention more land, even the two dog emperors were captured by the Kingdom of Jin, and countless concubines and princesses were captured at the same time. It is really satisfying to be humiliated by the golden dogs." The ghost-masked man talked more and more. Excited, and finally burst out laughing.

"I don't understand the important national affairs you mentioned. I only know that after you returned to Liao Kingdom, you remarried your wife. My mother had a little fantasy about you. It was after hearing this news that she became ill. I'm sorry." Su Quan's eyes turned red as he spoke.

"At that time, the Liao Kingdom was at its most critical moment, but the nobles were still intriguing, and my marriage to that woman was just a political marriage." The ghost-masked man explained, seeing that Su Quan was still indifferent, he knew that he could not continue on this topic, so he quickly changed the subject. Turn, "After the situation in the Liao Kingdom stabilized, I sent people to search for news about your mother and daughter, only to find out that your mother had passed away for many years, and you didn't know where to go. Became the leader's wife. Hmph, that bad old man, how could He De marry my daughter who is as beautiful as a flower, if I didn't know that he is inhumane because of his practice, and married you just to deceive others, I would have killed him a long time ago."

"The Dragon Cult can make Man Qing a thorn in the side, but there is nothing that can be done. Naturally, it has its own advantages. If you want to kill Hong Antong, you are too overestimating yourself." Su Quan retorted in a cold tone.

"Although Hong Antong's martial arts are not bad, I still don't take him seriously. If he fights alone, if he doesn't make fifty moves, I will definitely kill him." The ghost-masked man said proudly.

"I'm too lazy to listen to your bragging. If it's okay, I'll leave first." At this moment, Su Quan has already adjusted the true energy in his body.

"What are you going to do in such a small place like the Shenlong Sect?" the ghost-masked man stopped her and said quickly, "now the empress of Daliao, Zhen Dinghui, is a Han, and the nobles in the court have long been dissatisfied. In order to change the mind of the queen, and the Daliao state was established for more than two hundred years, most of the queens were born in the Xiao family. Now the daughters of the three Xiao families are likely to aspire to the position of queen. Our family originally sent my daughter ...that is, your younger sister, although she is beautiful and talented, and proficient in melody, I think you are a more suitable candidate."

"Why, is it because I have a charming charm that is so amazing?" Su Quan's face was expressionless, and his footsteps did not stop, "But do you think I will help you?"

Seeing Su Quan's back disappearing into the distance, the ghost-masked man loosened and tightened his hands, and then let them go. Finally, he sighed helplessly, "Master Su, do you just let her go like this?" Yeluqi Yelu Nanxian came When he got to the side of the ghost-faced man, he couldn't understand why he let such a big fish go so easily.

"I have my own arrangements, so you don't need to ask." Su Yin's voice came out through the mask, looking heavy and dull, "Although this trip to Shengjing did not achieve the intended purpose, Fukang'an is dead, and Hongli's remaining The rest of my energy is probably mainly to deal with the Shenlong Cult. As for Kangxi, because Song Qingshu forced his way into the palace today, his relationship with Hongli has dropped to a freezing point... This result is barely acceptable, let's go back to Beijing first."

"You must keep an eye on Yongyan. Prince Bao is likely to send experts to rescue him. You must know that Yongyan is our amulet now. If he is rescued, none of us will be able to leave Liaodong alive. "Not long after leaving Shengjing, the sky became dark, and Song Qingshu, concerned about Auntie Zhu's injury, ordered to set up camp.

"Sir Song, we are now an imperial envoy. Prince Bao killed us, isn't that a flagrant rebellion?" Zhang Kangnian asked suspiciously.

Song Qingshu sneered: "After he killed us, he sent a memorial to Yanjing, casually reporting that we died at the hands of some bandits. The emperor has no evidence, so he has to bear it, and at most he will be fined and demoted." deal with."

Zhao Qixian wiped off his cold sweat: "My lord can see clearly, don't worry, we will definitely look at Yongyan without blinking."

Song Qingshu nodded, and walked towards his tent, just as he opened the curtain, Li Yuanzhi's anxious voice came over: "Brother Song, I have fed Miss Zhu Xueshen Yuchan Pills, but her breath is getting weaker and weaker. "

Luo Bing had more experience in Jianghu than she did, and had detected Zhu Yu's injury from her pulse early in the morning. Seeing Song Qingshu, he also shook his head quietly, indicating that there was no way to recover.

"You don't need to waste your efforts in vain. I am very aware of my own injuries... You all go out, I want to be alone before I die." Aimee Zhu lay on the bed, her voice was exceptionally calm.

"Sister Luo, Sister Yuan Zhi, I have something to say to Miss Nine, you go to the door and guard for me, no one is allowed to come in without my call." Looking at Aimee Zhu who seemed to be leaving with the wind at any moment, Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.

Luo Bing and Li Yuanzhi looked at each other, then quietly retreated, leaving the two of them quietly in the tent.

"Mr. Song, I really want to stay alone for a while." Seeing that Song Qingshu was still staying in the house, Auntie Zhu frowned slightly, and Song Qingshu felt distressed seeing that weak and powerless appearance.

"Thank you for saving me today." Song Qingshu said.

"If you die, I won't be able to escape Prince Bao's Mansion in that situation. Saving you is equivalent to saving myself, so you don't have to take it too seriously." Auntie Zhu shook her head lightly.

"Miss Nine," Song Qingshu called her, seeing her looking at him with bright and dark eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually, I have a way to save you."

"Really?" Aimee Zhu's eyes lit up, no one wants to die, let alone she still has a lot of unfulfilled wishes.

"I don't know if Miss Jiu has heard of the "Shenzhaojing"?" Seeing Auntie Zhu's dazed look, Song Qingshu continued, "I once had my meridians cut off, and it was because of this work that I reconnected all the meridians in my whole body. The "Shenzhaojing" also It has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. I once used it to successfully save a friend who was dying, and the injury she suffered was no less serious than that of the girl."

"There is such a miraculous exercise in the world?" Aunt Zhu showed a surprised expression.

"Ninth girl, don't be too happy. There is a difficulty in using this skill to save people." Song Qingshu said with a wry smile.

"What's the difficulty?" Auntie Zhu looked at him with wide eyes.

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Chapter 237 Who Picked Up Who

"When exercising, you must take off all the clothes of the injured person, otherwise the transmission of true energy through the clothes will not be smooth, and if you are a little careless, you will fall short." Song Qingshu looked quite strange.

Auntie Zhu stared at him quietly with her beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to see what was going on in his mind at this moment. After a long time, she sighed softly: "I regret saving you."

Song Qingshu gave her an apologetic look, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

Sure enough, not long after, Auntie Zhu said shyly, "Then blindfold your eyes later." She still had too many things to do, and too many unfulfilled wishes. Although she had the instinctive shyness of a girl, she still The demeanor of the royal family made her quickly adjust her mood and accept this reality calmly.

"But it's useless to cover your eyes." Song Qingshu shook his head.

"You don't want to cover your eyes?" Auntie Zhu's face changed slightly.

"No," Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, "I mean, I don't know how to use divine illumination anymore. The last time Zhang Wuji knocked me off a cliff, I lost balance of yin and yang in my body, so I had to practice another kind of inner strength. Lost."

Auntie Zhu felt her chest was suffocated, and a trace of blood could not help oozing from the corner of her mouth, she looked at him bitterly: "Are you deliberately teasing me?"

"Actually, it's not. It's just for you to have a process of getting used to it, so that you won't lose your face when you hear the real way to save you." Song Qingshu replied.

"What is the real method?" Auntie Zhu looked at him curiously.

"The name of the skill I practiced again is "Huanxi Chan Gong". With the knowledge of Nine Girls, I must know its origin." Song Qingshu was also a little embarrassed. Say it in front of you.

"Happy Zen?" Auntie Zhu's expression changed, "That dirty martial arts that you pick up?"

"Correct me, the essence of "Huanxi Zen" is a dual-cultivation martial art, not a supplementary martial art. As for whether it is dirty or not, the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise see wisdom. Anyway, I think it is pretty good." Song Qingshu giggled while talking .

"Why are you telling me this?" Aunt Zhu turned her head away, not wanting to hear him continue.

"Huanxi Zen Kung Fu is extremely miraculous. After practicing this martial art, the newly born Huanxi Zhenqi actually swallowed all the Jiuyin Zhenqi and Shenzhao Zhenqi in my body before. Therefore, it also has the characteristics of the two martial arts. Naturally, it also has the Shenzhao Sutra. The effect of resurrection is just that it cannot be healed through external exercises like the Shenzhaojing." Song Qingshu replied.

"Then how do we heal the wound?" Auntie Zhu had already guessed a bit in her heart, but she still asked unwillingly.

"Double cultivation," Song Qingshu said with embarrassment, "Only through dual cultivation can I inject the true energy of joy into your body and completely repair your internal injuries."

Aimee Zhu didn't lose face as expected, but just looked at him indifferently: "Are you deliberately trying to take advantage of me?"

Song Qingshu said sternly: "Miss Nine, you are from the royal family. You must know that with my current status, there is no shortage of women. If I am interested in Miss Nine, I will naturally pursue you in an open and honest manner. Is it not possible to play like this? Such a dirty trick, What's more, you are not only my friend, but also saved me several times."

After listening to his words, Auntie Zhu sighed quietly: "Let me think about it first."

"Miss Nine, your current injury can't be delayed. If you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid Da Luo Jinxian won't be able to save you either." Song Qingshu didn't lie, he could feel that Zhu Yu's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

"It's about the reputation of my daughter's family, how can you make me hurry up." Aunt Zhu glared at him angrily.

Hearing that Song Qingshu didn't urge him anymore, in order not to affect her, he quietly sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to meditate.

After about a stick of incense, Auntie Zhu's voice came: "You...you save me."

Song Qingshu opened his eyes, and Auntie Zhu's originally firm eyes began to dodge, and her fair skin was also stained with a layer of bright red.

Looking at the beautiful woman lying quietly on the bed, Song Qingshu secretly sighed. If he had a choice, he would not want to overthrow her so quickly. The relationship between the two is still very weak. If he does this today, he will inevitably be suspected of taking advantage of others. .