Fragrance Stealer

"Hmph, for a while, the ancestor was practicing in seclusion. By the time I knew the news, it was already too late. I only had time to find the copy in the imperial study room. Most of the other seven "42 Chapters" were missing. In order to track down the whereabouts of the remaining few copies, I will After the shredded sheepskin hidden in the book in the imperial study room was replaced, it was put back again. Hehe, I didn’t know that not long ago, even that book disappeared.” When Ancestor Sunflower talked about this incident, he felt extremely unhappy in his heart.

Song Qingshu was stunned, he didn't expect this layer of secret: "Ancestor, did you change the broken sheepskin?"

"Hmph, the sheepskin is hidden in the cover of the scriptures, and it's not a secret place. I have been in the rivers and lakes in my early years, my ancestor, and I have never seen it in any way." Sunflower Ancestor looked quite complacent, staring at Song Qingshu, "Why, what do you want to say? Are the other seven books with you?"

Song Qingshu smiled wryly: "I thought all eight of them were here, but I didn't expect you, the ancestor, to be superior. Hehe, even if I hold this treasure map, I can't find any treasures, such as dragon veins."

Patriarch Sunflower was overjoyed: "Do you really have the other seven copies?"

Song Qingshu nodded: "That's right, since the ancestor still has a part, comparing the two, it's clear that I didn't lie to you."

Ancestor Sunflower looked very excited: "If you want to do such a big thing, you will naturally not lie to me, hahaha, I didn't expect that the ancestor would have a chance to touch the way of heaven in his lifetime. You give me the other seven sheepskins, and I will leave immediately. The dragon veins of Manqing will never interfere with your affairs."

According to history, the Manchu Qing Dynasty had 268 years of luck, and the real dragon spirit contained in the dragon's veins was naturally far more than that owned by an emperor. No wonder the sunflower patriarch would abandon Kangxi without hesitation.

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Chapter 292 King Killing

"Okay!" Song Qingshu didn't hesitate, and handed over the map he had prepared to Patriarch Sunflower.

The hands of Patriarch Sunflower holding the map were trembling. He had already memorized part of the map in the Zhenghuang Banner by heart. After a quick scan, he knew that it was a real map. After carefully putting it in his arms, he looked at Song Qingshu and said: " Boy, the ancestor is happy today, do you want me to help you?"

Seeing that his withered face couldn't help twitching, Song Qingshu understood how excited Sunflower Patriarch was at this moment. 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 me and him. I want to make a break with him alone."

Patriarch Sunflower was taken aback, but he didn't expect Song Qingshu to be ungrateful, but he just said it casually, and now he put all his mind on Manqing's Longmai, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "That's fine, then the ancestor will go." As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared like a puff of green smoke.

"Compared to Sunflower Patriarch, my lightness kung fu is still a bit worse." Song Qingshu was stunned, and couldn't help but sigh.

As night fell, Kangxi was alone in the room dealing with the memorial, while thinking in his mind: Now Shengjing has been completely controlled by me, and the family members of those generals who went to war are also in my hands, not to mention that Hongli is dead, and his sons He was also guarded by himself, and everything was a foregone conclusion. Those generals who received the imperial decree should give in without any accidents... Well, but we can't be careless, we have to guard against Hongli's confidants taking the opportunity to counterattack...

Kangxi thought about it, but felt upset, threw away the ink pen, and didn't bother to review the memorial, and suddenly thought of Ma Chunhua, and his heart couldn't help moving.An ignorant girl back then has now grown into a charming young woman, especially thinking of her special status, Kangxi felt a certain part of her body heat up.

"Little Dengzi, Miss Xuanma, come here."

Unexpectedly, there was no response from outside even after shouting twice, Kangxi was furious secretly, this bastard slave is 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 need to shout, Xiao Dengzi can't hear you." Song Qingshu walked out step by step.

Kangxi's heart sank, but a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Song Aiqing came to see me so late, what's the matter?"

Song Qingshu was silent for a long time, and finally chuckled: "Why does the emperor pretend to be confused?"

Kangxi's face suddenly became very gloomy: "Do you know that you have already committed a crime of disrespect by saying such things to me."

"I know." 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 think of your past achievements and forget the past."

Hearing Kangxi's words, Song Qingshu smiled: "It's 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. A wave of anger welled up in his heart. With a wave of his hand, he said in a cold voice, "Kill him."

Following Kangxi's order, four men in black slowly came out from the darkness, faintly surrounding Song Qingshu in the center.

"Song Aiqing, do you really think that there are no masters under my command?" Kangxi snorted coldly, "The Qing Dynasty has a vast land and abundant resources, and the court devoted all its power to collecting all kinds of peerless martial arts secrets. No one is inferior to the master of Shaolin Wudang if he takes it to the rivers and lakes."

Sensing the chilling aura of these people, Song Qingshu frowned, and after hearing Kangxi's words, he sneered mercilessly: "I dare not say the head of Shaolin, but the head of Wudang... Hehe, Master Zhang asked them to One hand, completely stress-free."

Several men in black were furious when they heard the words, and for one of them, they signaled them to be calm, and sarcastically said: "We dare not say what about Mr. Zhang. As for Your Excellency, in the eyes of our brothers, he is nothing more than a chicken and a dog. That Didn't Yu Zhenzi, who is known as the number one expert in Shengjing, be killed by me with one move?"

In the early years, Yuzhenzi had a tie with the Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi. After joining Hongli, he swept the invincible opponents in Shengjing. .But these men in black easily killed Yu Zhenzi, so naturally they didn't think Song Qingshu was so great.

"Oh?" Song Qingshu was startled. Yu Zhenzi was definitely considered a top expert in the arena, and coupled with his outstanding lightness kung fu, it is unbelievable that he died in their hands like this. "Yu Zhenzi died like this?"

Seeing a look of pride on the other party's face, Song Qingshu's expression became serious. These people might be really troublesome.

"Report your name, Song never kills the unknown." Song Qingshu calmed down and said lightly, after a long time ago.

"When you see King Yan Luo, remember to tell his old man, Wei Mo is the one who will kill you!" As soon as the words fell, the man had disappeared in place.

With a flash of the knife, Wei Mo had already returned to the original place, with a drop of bright blood hanging on the 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 clearly gained the upper hand, but Wei Mo couldn't see any joy on his face, and smiled bitterly: "Your qinggong is faster."

"What's your trick called?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.

"Meteor outside the sky." Wei Mo said in a deep voice. Although he is not well-known, he is a rare martial arts genius. It only takes one move, even if it is as strong as Yu Zhenzi, but it is a pity that Song Qingshu hides in the end.

"Sure enough, it's as fast as a shooting star." While speaking, Song Qingshu had the wooden sword in his hand, "Then please comment on my move."

Wei Mo didn't dare to hold back any more, he quickly called the rest of the group and attacked together.

Song Qingshu raised his sword and waved it behind him casually, and the desperate eyes of the other three men in black reflected the shadow of the sword all over the sky, and they couldn't stop the sword energy from penetrating through their bodies even after exhausting all their best skills.

Seeing this, Wei Mo's eyes were about to burst, he let out a roar, and mobilized [-] points of skill. Under the grief and indignation, this knife has broken through the previous limit. Seeing Song Qingshu's wooden sword is still behind him at this time, Wei Mo is confident that the other party will come back again. It is also impossible to escape.

Suddenly Wei Mo's expression changed drastically, and he saw that the wooden sword in Song Qingshu's hand turned forward naturally like an antelope's horns.The opponent clearly saw every move and every move, but the slow moves came first.

Looking down at the wooden sword on his chest, Wei Mo asked unwillingly, "What's the name of this sword technique?"

"I just realized it recently, and I haven't had time to name it..." Seeing Wei Mo's regretful face, Song Qingshu couldn't bear it, and suddenly thought of a comic in his previous life, and quickly said, "Well, let's call it Jian 23."

"Sword 23? Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship..." The light in Wei Mo's eyes finally dimmed.

Seeing that the four top masters died so easily in the hands of Song Qingshu, Kangxi hurriedly ran to the inner hall, shouting while running: "My ancestor save me, my ancestor save me..." The voice stopped abruptly, and Song Qingshu didn't know when. Already standing in front of him, the wooden sword in his hand was just above his throat.

"Are you expecting the sunflower patriarch to rescue you?" Song Qingshu showed a trace of regret on his face, "He has already left for Changbai Mountain to search for your Qing dragon vein."

""42 Chapters"?" Kangxi quickly realized the key point, "Wei Xiaobao was indeed killed by you."

"I didn't kill Xiaobao, he was indeed killed by Princess Jianning." Song Qingshu sighed.

"What's the difference between what Jianning killed and what you killed?" Kangxi sneered, "Jianning's elm head didn't even know he was being used as a gunman before he died."

"It seems that the emperor has suspected all this for a long time." Song Qingshu put away the wooden sword and praised.

After all, Kangxi is a generation of heroes. After the initial panic, he quickly calmed down. He knew that he was going to die now, but he didn't want to show a trace of embarrassment: "Yes, what happened in Shanhaiguan, I knew there must be something strange in it Afterwards, I asked other people in the mission what happened that day, and after countless deduction behind the scenes, I came to the conclusion that you are the only possibility."

"Why didn't the emperor punish me at that time?" Song Qingshu admired Kangxi's composure very much.

"After all, you are a rare talent. I thought I could see through you. I wanted to get rid of you to avenge Wei Xiaobao after making full use of you. I didn't know that this was the biggest mistake I made in my life." Kangxi looked extremely annoyed.

"You don't have to regret it, your majesty, you have actually succeeded. If I hadn't heard someone's words, I would never have realized that you had seen all my plans." Song Qingshu said fearfully.

"Hehe, when I saw you for the first time, I knew that you would not let others down. Sooner or later, you would turn against me..." Kangxi smiled wryly, "It's useless to talk too much. Compared to this, I I am even more curious, what benefits can you gain from killing Zhen at this time, except for a little poor reputation?"