Chapter 587: Pain in Song Qing

Chapter 587 beats Song Qingyi
"I am here to teach you." Song Qingyi said a word, and his eyes shot a strong hatred.
Murong Xue turned a blind eye and said carelessly: "It's that simple?"
"It's that simple!" Song Qing's chin was slightly lifted, full of pride.
"Unfortunately, the murderous dog that you have tried your best to run and bite you." Murong Xue smiled and looked at Yingying, and his cold eyes swept through the bitter and bitter bite of Song Qingyi, scratching, and the bottom of the flash flashed a touch of no Covert ridicule.
The Song Qing dynasty ignited the raging anger: "Murong Xue, you are less proud, except for the murderous dog, I have other weapons." The wrist turned over, a white bean-sized white ball flew out, evil Shot to Murong Xue.
That is... bursting beads!
Murong Xue glanced at the silver needle in his hand and hit it on the white ball. He only listened to ‘砰砰砰! The sound of the explosion exploded, and the ground of the earthquake shook and the dust was flying.
Song Qingyi was also shocked and walked back a few steps before standing still, the chest hurts hot, she looked up little by little, screaming at Murong Xue: actually blocked her beading, Murong Xue is a bit The ability, she will see, Murong Xue can stop her how many bursts!
When the wrist is turned over, Song Qing’s hands are like a string of arrows, and one by one is smashing toward Murong Xue.
Murong Xue did not show weakness, dozens of dozens of silver needles in the hand, the explosion of beads and silver needles collided frequently in the air, the slaps of the violent sound, the thick smoke filled in the air...
At the beginning of the Song and Qing Dynasties, Wu did not have much strength. The action of throwing the beaded slowly slowed down. Murong Snow’s speed of shooting silver needles was consistent, faint, and there was an accelerating trend. The place where the explosion of the bead exploded was closer to Song Qingyi. , getting closer and closer, seeing it is close to bombing her range.
Song Qing’s hateful teeth, I can’t think of Murong Xue’s so powerful, it’s really abominable!
She can't learn Murong Xue today, she can only leave here first, wait for her to practice martial arts, and then kill Murong Xue!
Song Qing’s disgusting stunned Murong Xue’s eyes, his body shape turned, and the slim body instantly fell into the soil...
This is... 遁 术!
Murong Xue glanced at him, his feet flicked, and vacated. In the moment, he went to the Song Qing dynasty and waved his sword into the land where she disappeared: "Ah!" A dull, miserable cry came from the soil, the sword The land under the drums has been drummed, and in the blink of an eye it has returned to a calm!
Song Qing is gone!
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and slowly pulled out the long sword. He saw the blood on the sword. It was obviously stabbed in Song Qingyi. However, I don’t know where the Song Qing was stabbed. Is she seriously injured or slightly injured?
"Song Qingyi just used Fusang's squatting technique!" Ouyang Shaohao slowly came over.
"Yeah!" Murong Xue nodded: Fusang's unique escape from the land, Song Qingyi, a Qingyan Houfu Qianjin, actually learned, it seems that she and Fusang people have a very shallow relationship: "When is Song Qingyi out of the prison?

"A month ago!" Then he said that there was no trace of screaming.
Murong Xue looked at the micro-coagulation: "How did she come out?" Deliberately murdering the royal princess is a crime of death, and the people of Shuntianfu would never dare to let her privately.

Wu’an Hou Song Tian asked for a bit of a hit in Shuntian government...
said the whisper without a trace.
Murong Xue Liu Mei slightly pick: "The seven or seven princess did not object?"
No trace of light cough: "After Song Qing broke into the prison, the Princess Seven did not mention her again, it is estimated that she had forgotten her to the clouds..."
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, the seventy-seven princess children's heart, the resentment and resentment turned and forget, the people of Shuntianfu saw her for a long time, thinking that she did not care about this matter, they took the benefits, put Song Qingyi...
"Song Qingyi now lives in Wu'an Houfu?"
"Yes." Nodded no trace.

How is she related to Song Tian?
Murong Xue asked softly.
No trace of Shen Sheng: "Song Tian asked her to take back to Wu'an Houfu, and then did not ask again, Song Qingyi lived in his own small courtyard, rarely came out, and Song Tian asked the relationship, relatively weak..."
Murong Xue nodded in understanding: Song Qingyi was in the prison for several months, and came out for a month. Where did her squatting technique learn?
There are also Fusang Ninjas. A few months ago, they came here to kill the East. Now, the East has returned to Xiliang, and it has become the emperor. How do the Fusang Ninjas stay here?
What is the relationship between Song Qingyu and them...
At this time, Song Qingyi, dragging his scarred body, limped back into a dark secret room, greeted her, is a loud slap: "Hey!"
Song Qingyi was knocked down to the ground, his ears creaked, and a bright red Wuzhishan appeared on his cheeks. His mouth was high and swollen, his mouth was full of strong iron embroidery, and the angry question sounded in the dark room: "Who will let you go?" Calling Murong Xue? Forgot me to yell at you?"
He taught her to be Fusang martial arts. For the time being, he could not be exposed to the Qingyan people. In particular, he could not let Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaohao see that the idiot in front of him could go to the calculation of Murong Xue.
Song Qingyi endured severe pain and hurriedly rushed to the ground: "The master is angry, the disciples and Murong Xue are very contradictory, and seeing her so proud, she did not hold back..."
"Yes? Isn't it because you envy Rong Xue?" The man was hiding in the darkness, watching Song Qingyi condescendingly, and his dark eyes flashed with undisguised scorn: Song Qingyi and Murong Xue's grudges, he knew the Qing Dynasty Chu...
"Of course not, Murong Xue has miserable the disciples' loved ones. The disciples can't wait to swallow her, and she will marry her!" Song Qingyi said a word, and his voice was filled with teeth.
The man glanced at her and dismissed disdain: "Do you admire Rong Xue, not interested in the teacher, but you remember clearly, you can no longer expose your martial arts in front of others, otherwise, the teacher does not mind killing the leaked sect. Secret gangster!"
In the last sentence, the man aggravated the sound and shocked the slender body of Song Qing’s body and trembled fiercely. The low voice said: "The disciple wrote down."
"That's good!" The man's face eased, and the gloomy atmosphere of the whole body dissipated.
Song Qingyi’s long sigh of relief, the man’s momentum is too strong and gloomy. Whenever he sees him, she will be overwhelmed by pressure. Such a person is definitely better than Murong Xue...
Thinking of Murong Xue, Song Qing’s bottom flashed a smog and looked up at the man:
Master, are you very jealous of Rong Xue?

The man shook his head: "The jealousy is not good, but she is very smart and very powerful. For the time being, she is not prepared to be an enemy of her. You will see her later, try to go around..."
Now Murong Xue knows that Song Qingyi has practiced Fusang martial arts. When she sees her, she will arrest her and force her to ask her. He does not want his business to be destroyed in Song Qingyi’s hands.
(End of this chapter)