Chapter 67: The ability to bring life to the dead

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spat out wildly. If it wasn't for Song Qingshu's magical powers to protect his body, ordinary people would have had their heart broken after receiving Hong Antong's solid punch.

Sang Jie and the ancestor of the blood knife also attacked. Song Qingshu tried his best to resist several moves when the knife of the ancestor of the blood knife reached his neck.

"My life is over!" Song Qingshu felt a chill in his heart, and a picture of a head flying high flashed in his mind.

"Ding!" A hidden weapon was shot at the Blood Knife Patriarch Knife, and the three people in the field were taken aback. It wasn't because of how powerful the shot was, but because the hidden weapon was the Golden Snake Cone!

Turning around in doubt, I saw Yuan Chengzhi and Murong Fu were besieging Jiumozhi, and there was no time to launch this hidden weapon...

"Don't look at it, I put that golden snake awl on." Xia Qingqing Shi Shiran walked in. At this time, she changed her charming temperament that turned all living beings upside down before. All he saw in his eyes was that she was extremely dignified.

Sang Jie pointed his fingers and restrained Song Qingshu's big acupoints. He raised his head and asked in doubt, "Why didn't Mrs. Yuan let me wait to kill him?"

"I still have important matters to ask him. I would like to thank everyone for helping me catch him." Xia Qingqing put her hands on her right waist and bowed her knees slightly.

Sang Jie and Hong Antong are okay, the former is a monk, the latter has not been close to women for many years, and the wife at home has no spare energy to irrigate her, so although they appreciate her beauty, they have no extra thoughts.

The Blood Knife Patriarch was different, looking at Xia Qingqing's little willow waist that was grasped gracefully when he made a bow, he wished to step forward to help her up, the greed in his eyes was fleeting, and thinking of his martial arts-capable husband, he secretly sighed: Or Find another girl, the girl who was dressed as a girl just now is not bad.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that she saved his life in the end. Thinking of the tenderness of the two of them just now, he couldn't help but feel agitated.

Noticing his gaze, Xia Qingqing didn't know what to think of, her pretty face blushed, she pretended to turn her head to care about the battle situation on the other side, and stopped looking at him.

Although Jiumozhi was at a disadvantage, he could barely resist, but when he noticed from the corner of his eye that Song Qingshu had been seriously injured and captured, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, thinking that if he continued to fight, he might really have to see the Buddha.

Immediately urging the flame knife with all his strength to force Yuan Chengzhi and Murong Fu away, he jumped towards Song Qingshu: "Young Master Song, the poor monk is here to save you."

Sang Jie and Hong Antong turned pale with shock, and both punched Jiumozhi in the air. Unexpectedly, Jiumozhi's palm was a false move, this palm looks terrifying, but actually it has no strength at all. When he came into contact with Sangjie and Hong Antong's strength, with the help of their thrust, his body smashed through the window on the side like lightning. Disappearing in the night sky, no one thought of this accident. Yuan Chengzhi and others were concerned about his high martial arts, and no one wanted to continue chasing him.

"Master Wei, Young Master Song, this poor monk will invite experts to come and rescue you when you go back." Jiumozhi's voice floated from afar.

"Your companion is really loyal." Xia Qingqing stood beside Song Qingshu and sneered.

"I didn't expect that the journey together for many days is not as good as a moment of friendship with the girl." Song Qingshu sighed, "Qingqing Zijin, take my heart, what a girl Youyou is, I should have thought of it earlier."

When Wei Xiaobao saw that something was wrong, he quickly changed his face: "Master Hong will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live as long as the heavens!"

"The leader of the Blood Knife Sect, Wencheng Wude..."

"Arch Mage, you bring glory to all the people..."

There was a burst of incoherent flattery, seeing everyone just sneered, Wei Xiaobao sighed: "Hey, his grandpa, I think I fell down today, if I want to kill him, I will do whatever I want, and I will be a good man again in sixteen years!"

"Didn't you people from the Central Plains say, 'Eighteen years later, he'll be a hero again'?" Sang Jie thought he had misremembered, and looked at his companion suspiciously.

"Your grandfather, I think 18 years is too long, so I can't come out two years earlier." Wei Xiaobao stared, thinking that he would die anyway, so he hardened up rarely.

"Everyone, the officers and soldiers outside the city will arrive soon, so it's better for us to leave early." Yuan Chengzhi walked over and said.

"Since I have saved my cousin, I won't bother you. Let's leave here." Murong Fu clasped his fists together, thinking in his heart that the Golden Snake King, Shenlong Sect Master, Blood Knife Sect Master, and Master Sang Jie were all powerful. Maybe it will be helpful to your own revival. It's a pity that they kidnapped and killed Wei Xiaobao, the Manchu Emperor's favorite, and I'm afraid there will be brutal revenge. I still don't want to wade into this muddy water. It would be unwise to offend the Manchu Empire...

"Nan Murong is indeed well-deserved. It is a great pleasure for Yuan to be able to fight alongside Master Murong." Just now the two of them teamed up to deal with Jiumozhi, and Yuan Chengzhi was very impressed by his profound and exquisite martial arts.

"Cousin, Mr. Song..." Wang Yuyan tugged at Murong Fu's sleeve, and looked at Song Qingshu, who looked sluggish, with worries in her eyes.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Wang. Song will not die for a while, so you don't have to worry about me. I believe that since God brought me into this world, he will not let me die so easily, hahaha..." Song Qingshu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his laughter was full of desolation.

It turns out that Song Qingshu understood Murong Fu's nature of pursuing advantages and avoiding disadvantages. With so many masters on the other side present, it was impossible for him to come to the rescue. It is estimated that he would give a lot of high-sounding reasons in the end and politely refuse.

Why should I listen to those hypocritical words, and be disgusted even before I die...

"After many days apart, Mr. Song is still so open-minded... Cousin, this is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's go." Murong Fu took Wang Yuyan and disappeared at the door of the inn.

"Miss Wang, wait for me." Duan Yu hastily chased after her.

Song Qingshu and Wei Xiaobao were tied up and thrown into a carriage. A group of people hurried out of the city.

When Duolong rushed to Lichun Courtyard with a large group of troops, he saw that the guards were lying on the ground and Wei Xiaobao had disappeared. He couldn't help but turned pale and ordered: "Go out of the city and chase after him!"

Yuan Chengzhi and his party had been prepared for a long time. After dressing up in disguise, the escape route was very tortuous, and they quickly lost their pursuers.

One day when he stopped to rest at noon, the Blood Knife Ancestor gave Wei Xiaobao a hard look, turned to Yuan Chengzhi and said: "Golden Snake King, why don't you kill this kid with one knife and have to work so hard to escape with him?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch and Sang Yue could leave as soon as they left Yangzhou. They were just afraid that Wei Xiaobao would be rescued again and the mission would fail, so they followed Yuan Chengzhi and his party. However, the two of them were quite impatient after hiding here and there in the past few days. , the Blood Knife Patriarch finally asked.

"Yuan plans to take this dog officer back to the Golden Snake Camp and invite the leaders of the rebels in Shandong to come and kill him together to sacrifice the flag, so as to strengthen the momentum of our Shandong rebels." Yuan Chengzhi thought of the life of the rebels since Kangxi came to power. It became increasingly sad that the morale of the various rebel armies had been somewhat low in recent years, and they had long lost the vigor of the past. They hoped to cheer up people's hearts by killing one of the emperor's favorite generals.

Wei Xiaobao felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, thinking: This little black-faced boy from his grandfather looks loyal and honest, but he is so ruthless and ruthless. If you go back with him, you will be cut to pieces with a thousand knives. On the contrary, it was this vicious Blood Knife Patriarch...

His eyes rolled around, and he immediately took notice of it, shouting: "Ouch, I need to pee."

The Blood Knife Ancestor just walked up to him and said impatiently: "I peed in my crotch."

Wei Xiaobao showed a flattering smile: "Of course I don't care, it's just that the urine is fishy and irritating, and it will disturb your interest in eating, ancestor."

"Bad luck!" The ancestor of the Blood Knife threw the sesame cake in his hand aside, carried him to a place ten meters away, and untied the rope on his body. "Here, hurry up. If you dare to run away, ancestor, I will pick him." Break your tendons."

"Hey, how dare you? In fact, Xiaobao just wants to talk to you, ancestor." Wei Xiaobao looked at him with a smile, but he didn't look like he was in a hurry to urinate before.

"What do I have to say to you?" The Blood Knife Ancestor turned his head disdainfully.

"Ancestor, do you think you have completed your mission if I die?" Wei Xiaobao asked indifferently.

"Of course, so you'd better die quickly." The Blood Knife Ancestor glared at him fiercely.

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous." Wei Xiaobao shook his head and looked at him with eyes full of pity.

The Blood Knife Ancestor was so stared at that he couldn't help but ask, "Why are you laughing?"

"I laughed at you and that lama for being stupid, big turtle eggs, working as someone's thugs for nothing, but you didn't even get a piece of shit." Wei Xiaobao gave him a look of disdain.

"You don't have to sow discord," the Blood Knife Ancestor chuckled, "My ancestor ate more salt than your kid ate rice."

"That's fine with Yuan Chengzhi. If he kills me, he can gain the support of the Shandong Rebels and improve his prestige. What good will my death do to you?" Wei Xiaobao asked with a sneer.

"How can it be no good?" said the Blood Knife Ancestor, "The Seventh Prince originally wanted you to die. We have the same purpose as Yuan Chengzhi, we just get what we need."

"Everyone gets what he needs," Wei Xiaobao sneered, "May I ask what your prince's purpose is in wanting me to die? Where are we now?"

"Of course I want to get rid of Kangxi's right-hand man, hey! No..." The Blood Knife Ancestor was horrified, and realized that the Seventh Prince actually wanted to destroy the alliance between the Qing Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, and killed Wei Xiaobao in the Song Dynasty. There is an inescapable relationship. The envoys are all dead, so there is no way to talk about the alliance. In anger, Kangxi might even go to war with the Song Dynasty and raise an army to investigate the crime.

But now Wei Xiaobao has left the Song Dynasty long ago and is now in the Qing Dynasty!

"Hmph, it's okay to break Kangxi's arm." The ancestor of the Blood Knife still insisted.

"Hey, although it's a bit embarrassing to say it, I still have to confess. Apart from flattering others, engaging in corruption and bribery, what else can I, Wei Xiaobao, do? How can I be regarded as the emperor's right-hand man?" Wei Xiaobao said with a bitter look on his face, " If you really let me die, I'm afraid you'll never be able to get ahead under the Seventh Prince in the future."

The Blood Knife Ancestor was startled: "How is that possible!"

"Think about it, in the eyes of the Seventh Prince, you failed to kill me in the Song Dynasty, which was incompetent; but when you caught me later, you didn't take me back to Mongolia and used the opportunity to blackmail our emperor, it was Letting others kill me is stupid; for such an incompetent and brainless person, how can the Seventh Prince trust you again?" Wei Xiaobao's smile became more and more cunning.