Chapter 292: Lord Killing

good!Song Qingshu did not hesitate and handed over the map he had prepared to the ancestor of Kuihua.

The old ancestor Sunflower's hands were trembling with his hands holding the map. He had already memorized part of the map in the Zhenghuang Banner. After scanning it roughly, he knew that it was the real map. After carefully putting it in his arms, he looked at Song Qingshu and said: Boy, I'm happy today. Do you want me to help you?

Seeing that his dry skin could not help but twitch, Song Qingshu understood how excited the ancestor of Sunflower was at this time. If he spoke, 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, and I want to make a break with him alone.

The ancestor of Sunflower was stunned. He didn't expect that Song Qingshu wouldn't appreciate it. However, he just said casually. Now he was all focused on the dragon veins of the Qing Dynasty, so he followed the trend and said: OK, then the ancestor is gone.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared like a stream of blue smoke.

Compared to the Sunflower Ancestor, my light skills are still a little worse.Song Qingshu was stunned and couldn't help but sigh.

As night fell, Kangxi handled the memorial alone in the room, while thinking in his mind: Now Shengjing has been completely controlled by me, and the families of the generals who went to war are also in my hands. What's more, Hongli is dead, and his sons are also sent to guard him. Everything is a foregone conclusion. Those generals who receive my imperial edict should surrender if nothing unexpected happens...

Well, but you can't be careless, you have to beware of Hongli's confidant taking the opportunity to counterattack...

Kangxi thought about it, but he felt upset. He threw away the red pen and was too lazy to review the memorials. Suddenly, when he thought of Ma Chunhua, he couldn't help but feel moved.

A young girl who was ignorant of the world has now grown into a charming young woman. Especially when she thought of her special identity, Kangxi felt that a part of her body became hot.

Little Dengzi, Miss Xuanma comes here.

Unexpectedly, when he shouted twice, there was no reaction outside. Kangxi became angry and 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, don’t 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 looked for me so late, what's the matter?

Song Qingshu was silent for a long time, and finally chuckled: Why should the emperor pretend to be confused when he understands it.

Kangxi's face suddenly became very gloomy: Do you know that saying such words to me has committed a crime of disrespect.

Know.Song Qingshu looked at him calmly.

Kangxi felt a cold air coming up behind him and said in a deep voice: Song Qingshu, if you retreat now, I will remember your past contributions and you can do nothing.

Hearing Kangxi's words, Song Qingshu smiled: It's all here, do you think I will retreat?

Kangxi had just eliminated Hongli, and his self-confidence was reaching an unprecedented peak. A sense of anger surged in his heart. With a wave of his hand, he said coldly: Kill him.

With Kangxi's order, four men in black slowly walked out of the darkness and faintly surrounded Song Qingshu in the center.

Song Aiqing, do you really think that I don’t have any masters under me?

Kangxi snorted coldly, the Qing Dynasty had a vast land and a vast territory, and the power of the court was used to collect various peerless martial arts secrets. These people received the most rigorous training and practiced the best martial arts since childhood. Anyone who got it into the world is no worse than the head of Shaolin Wudang.

Feeling the solemn momentum of the few people, Song Qingshu frowned. After hearing Kangxi's words, he laughed mercilessly: I dare not say the leader of Shaolin, Wudang leader... Haha, Zhenren Zhang asked them to have one hand, completely without pressure.

Several men in black were furious when they heard this. The leader told them to be calm and said sarcastically: We dare not say what Zhenren Zhang is like. As for you, in the eyes of our brothers, they are just native chickens and treasures.Didn’t Yu Zhenzi, who is known as the number one master in Shengjing, be killed by me in one move?

Yu Zhenzi had a draw with the Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi in his early years. After joining Hongli, she swept Shengjing invincible and was invincible. She was in the limelight for a while. As a result, she easily defeated Song Qingshu several times, making people in the world feel that Song Qingshu is unfathomable.

However, these men in black easily killed Yu Zhenzi, so naturally they didn't think Song Qingshu was so great.

oh?

Song Qingshu was shocked. Yu Zhenzi was definitely a top expert in the world. In addition, she had excellent light skills, so she actually died in their hands. It was really incredible. Yu Zhenzi died like this?

Seeing a hint of proud look on the other person's face, Song Qingshu's expression became solemn. These people were probably really a bit tricky.

Let me tell you my name. Song never kills an unknown person.Song Qingshu has long since become different from the past, so he quickly calmed down and said lightly.

When I saw King Yama, I remember to tell him that the one who killed you is Wei Mo!As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the leader had disappeared.

A flash of sword light, Wei Mo had returned to his original position, and a drop of bright blood beads hung on the lower tip of the knife.

Your knife is fast.Song Qingshu looked at the wound on his shoulder and his tone seemed quite approving.

The first move clearly had the upper hand, but Wei Mo couldn't see the joy on his face and smiled bitterly: Your lightness skills are faster.

What is your trick called?Song Qingshu asked curiously.

Meteors outside the sky.

Wei Mo said in a deep voice that although he was not famous, he was a rare martial arts genius. After integrating various martial arts secrets, he created a meteor from the sky. From then on, he only needed one move to kill anyone, even if he was as strong as Yu Zhenzi, but unfortunately, he was avoided by Song Qingshu in the end.

As fast as a shooting star.As he spoke, Song Qingshu was already in his hand. So please give me some comments on my move.

Wei Mo no longer dared to be timid, so he hurriedly called the rest of the people and attacked them together.

Song Qingshu raised his sword and waved it behind him at will. The despairing eyes of the other three men in black reflected the sword shadows in the sky. He could not stop the sword energy from entering his body with all his unique skills.

Seeing this, Wei Mo's eyes were about to break, and he roared, urging twelve points of his skills. With grief and anger, this sword had already broken through the previous limit. Seeing Song Qingshu's wooden sword was still behind him at this time, Wei Mo was confident that the other party would never be able to escape.

Suddenly, Wei Mo's expression changed drastically. He saw that the wooden sword in Song Qingshu's hand was like an antelope hanging on his horns, and he naturally turned to the front.

The opponent could see clearly every move, but he could see the slow move 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 before I could even name it... Seeing Wei Mo's regret, Song Qingshu felt unbearable. Suddenly, he thought of a comic in his previous life and said quickly, "Well, just call it Jian Twenty-san."

Sword twenty-three?Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship... The light in Wei Mo's eyes finally dimmed.

Seeing the four top masters dying in Song Qingshu's hands so easily, Kangxi hurriedly ran to the inner hall, shouting as he ran: "Old ancestor saves me, the ancestor saves me... The voice stopped abruptly. At some point, Song Qingshu was already standing in front of him, and the wooden sword in his hand was just above his throat.

Are you looking forward to the Sunflower Ancestor to save you?A hint of regret appeared on Song Qingshu's face. He had already set out to Changbai Mountain to find your Qing Dynasty dragon vein.

"Forty-Two Chapters of the Sutra"?Kangxi quickly realized the key point, you really killed Wei Xiaobao.

Xiaobao was not killed by me, and he did die at the hands of Princess Jianning.Song Qingshu sighed.

What is the difference between what Jianning killed and what you killed?Kangxi sneered, Jianning's elm-head was never known to have been used as a gun before he died.

It seems that the Emperor has long doubted all this.Song Qingshu put away the wooden sword and exclaimed.

After all, Kangxi was a hero of a generation. After the initial panic, he quickly calmed down. Even though he knew that he would die now, he was unwilling to show a hint of embarrassment: Yes, I knew that something was wrong with what happened in Shanhaiguan as soon as I heard it.I later asked about the situation of the other people in the mission that day. After countless deductions, I found that you are the only possibility.

Why didn’t the emperor punish me at that time?Song Qingshu admires Kangxi's current calmness.

After all, you are a rare talent, and I think I can see through you.I wanted to make full use of you and 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 seemed extremely upset.

The emperor doesn’t have to regret it, you have actually succeeded.If I hadn't heard someone's words, I wouldn't have realized that you had already seen all my plans.Song Qingshu said in a fearless way.

Haha, it was indeed the first time I saw you, and I knew you were unwilling to be inferior and would one day turn against me... Kangxi smiled bitterly, but it would be useless to say more.Compared to this, I am more curious. If you kill me at this time, what other benefits can you get except for a little pity?

Song Qingshu was silent for a while, took out a mask as thin as a cicada's wing from his arms and put it on his face, without saying a word, just staring at Kangxi quietly.

OK OK OK OK!Your plan is so profound and detailed that I really lose.

Looking at the face in front of him, endless cold emerged from the depths of Kangxi's bone marrow, and his whole body trembled. Only now did he be completely desperate.

This is the disguise technique taught me by a little maid from Murong family in Gusu. I have always believed that this is much more useful than the Nine Yin and Nine Yang.

Thinking of Bingxue'er taking her to Yàn Ziwu for medical treatment, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little warmth in his heart.

Song Qingshu, I only have one request before my death.Kangxi's face was not covered with blood. He tried hard to make his voice less trembling.

As long as it is not too much, I can promise you.Looking at the man in front of him who looks like an enemy or a friend, Song Qingshu said sincerely.

Be the emperor for me.Kangxi finally calmed down.

Song Qingshu was stunned. He never thought that Kangxi's last words would be like this. Just as he was about to ask, Kangxi picked up a knife on the ground, with a rather arrogant expression: Haha, I am the emperor, and the only one who can take my life is the only one who can do it besides God.

After saying that, he raised his sword and committed suicide.