Zhao Min was startled when she heard that. Because she was shocked by what had happened in front of her, coupled with the fact that Song QingShu had taken liberties with her, her reaction was slower than usual. When she heard Zhou Zhiruo's words, she instantly realized that she was in great danger.
Since Song Qingshu pretended to be Jia Baoyu, the real Jia Baoyu was obviously dead. Once the impersonation was exposed, Jia Shidao would fight him to the death. After all, Jia Shidao was the top military man in the Southern Song Dynasty. Although Song Qingshu's Golden Snake Camp was full of vigor, it was still weak and couldn't compete with the Southern Song Dynasty. Moreover, it was now fighting with Li Kexiu's Jiangnan Green Camp. Once the Southern Song Dynasty officially joined the war, the Golden Snake Camp would be defeated.
But this was not the most important thing. If it was just Jia Baoyu, Zhao Min was very sure that Song Qingshu wouldn't do anything to her because of their friendship. However, Song Qingshu pretended to be Jia Baoyu and not only deceived her, but also the whole Lin 'an. Even Jia Shidao didn't find out that his son had been killed. What a magic disguise!
Last time when he saw Jia Baoyu disguise himself as Tang Kuo Bian in the Jin Kingdom, he thought it was just a coincidence. After all, Tang Kuo Bian had a full beard, which was too obvious and easy to disguise. But this time, Jia Baoyu was a rich playboy without a beard!
Without the beard, every inch of skin on his face could be seen by familiar people, but still no one found out, which proved that Song Qingshu had the ability to disguise himself as anyone!
If he had this ability, many powerful people would have trouble sleeping and eating.
It would be easier for him to become the public enemy of all men in the world. After all, no man would want another man to disguise himself and make out with his wife …
Recalling Tang Kuo Bian of the Jin Kingdom, Zhao Min suddenly recalled that Song QingShu had tried to assassinate Kangxi of the Qing Kingdom. She had felt that there was something fishy about the whole thing. Based on her understanding of Song QingShu, how could he have acted so recklessly? Could it be …
Seeing Zhao Min's expression change several times, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "It seems that Your Highness has thought through many things."
Zhao Min smiled bitterly. "At this time, I suddenly feel that it would be better if I wasn't so smart."
Song Qingshu also sighed, "If it was any other matter, I could let you go, but this matter involves too many people, and it concerns the lives of countless people. I have to nip any risk in the bud."
Zhao Min's face was pale as she murmured, "I understand. If I were in your shoes, I would have made the same choice."
Seeing the two of them tangling with each other, Zhou Zhiruo could not help but snort. "Are you done yet? If you can't do it, then let me do it!" After saying that, she reached out to grab the Heavenly Sword in Song Qingshu's hand.
In fact, if it were any other woman, Zhou Zhiruo would not have lost her composure like this. However, every time she saw Zhao Min's beautiful face and the proud expression between her brows, she would feel suffocated.
Zhao Min pursed her lips and smiled. "Girl, do you want me to die so badly?"
Zhou Zhiruo turned her face away and snorted. "Lest you, vixen, go and harm people again."
Zhao Min smiled even more happily. "You hate me so much. Is it because of Zhang Wuji, or are you afraid that I will steal your man again?"
"You!" Zhou Zhiruo was speechless for a moment. Her pretty face turned red. She did not know how to reply. Could she say that it was because of another man in front of her husband? She was not that stupid. However, if she admitted the latter reason, wouldn't she think that her charm was far inferior to the other party? She could admit defeat to anyone but Zhao Min.
'Hmph, this vixen. I don't even know what I owed her in my previous life. Now, she still wants to harm me even when she is on the verge of death.' Zhou Zhiruo thought indignantly.
Song Qingshu did not give the sword to Zhou Zhiruo. Instead, he raised it and pressed it against Zhao Min's fair and jade-like neck. The cold air from the tip of the Heavenly Sword caused goosebumps to form on Zhao Min's skin. She took a deep look at the man in front of her and then closed her eyes.
With Zhao Min's intelligence, she knew that if she begged softly, there might be a turn for the better. However, if she did that, wouldn't she be unable to raise her head in front of Zhou Zhiruo for the rest of her life? However, what made her even more dispirited was that Song Qingshu really wanted to kill her. She suddenly felt that life seemed to have lost all meaning.
Looking at Zhao Min's slightly raised chin and the silent pride on her face, Song Qingshu frowned. He could not stab her no matter how hard he tried.
While he was hesitating, He Biweng cried out, "Song Qingshu, do you really want to kill the Princess? Do you still have a conscience? Do you know that the Princess immediately traveled thousands of miles to Jiangnan when she heard that something had happened to you? She even faked the Great Khan's decree to pressure the Southern Song Dynasty … "
"Shut up!" Before he could finish, Zhao Min suddenly opened her eyes and glared at him. "We Mongolians only have heroes who die in battle, not cowards who beg for mercy!"
"Princess, I'm not a Mongolian." Seeing that Song Qingshu seemed to really want to kill her, the Vajra Sect Master could no longer sit still. He hurriedly said, "Prince Song, with the relationship between you and our Princess, you'll be a family sooner or later. What enmity can't be resolved? Isn't it just pretending to be Jia Baoyu? We won't tell anyone, so why is it so serious? "
His explanation was not based on loyalty, but mainly out of consideration for himself. If even Zhao Min was killed, how could they survive?
Unfortunately, they were not as smart as Zhao Min and did not realize the seriousness of the matter.
"Shut up!" Zhao Min did not expect her subordinates to undermine her one after another. She could not help but feel ashamed and angry.
She wished she could pick up a needle and sew the mouths of these barbarians shut. She glanced at the expressions on Song Qingshu and the others' faces out of the corner of her eyes, and her pretty face turned redder than a rose.
The corners of Song Qingshu's lips curled up slightly as he put away his Heavenly Sword. The Vajra Sect Master and the others had just sighed in relief when the Heavenly Sword instantly appeared at their throats again. "Since you're so loyal to your master, I'll kill you first. I'll let you scout the path to hell for your master."
The Vajra Sect Master instantly felt his head straighten up when he sensed the killing intent on the tip of the sword. Although he had been bald for decades and did not have a single hair on his head, he still felt his head straighten up. "Prince Song, Great Hero Song, I've indeed offended you in the past. Please be magnanimous and spare us for the sake of the Princess."
Although he was a Grandmaster, he lived in the Western Regions and abided by the code of conduct where the strong were respected. He was not like the sect masters of the Central Plains who cherished their wings and wings, so he did not hesitate to beg for mercy.
Zhao Min said angrily, "If you want to beg for mercy, then beg. Why are you dragging me into this?!" Although she said that, she still spread her arms in front of them and said to Song Qingshu, "They're my subordinates. If you want to kill them, you'll have to kill me first!"
Song Qingshu lifted her chin with the tip of his sword and said coldly, "Do you really think that I won't dare to kill you?"
Zhao Min bit her lip and said indifferently, "You're a great hero. Is there anyone in this world that you don't dare to kill?"
Song Qingshu was silent for a while before he said, "They don't know why I want to kill you, but you should know that I won't let you off."
"I know." Zhao Min's face was expressionless.
Only then did the Vajra Sect Master and the Xuanming Elders realize that Song Qingshu really wanted to kill them and that it was not a small conflict between lovers. They could not help but be shocked.
"Great Hero Song, let's talk this out. As long as you let us off, we'll work for you from now on. Although … Although our martial arts are far inferior to yours, we're still passable in the martial arts world. We'll still be of some use," the Xuanming Elders said eagerly.
Although Zhao Min knew their characters very well, she was not surprised to see them acting so servile. She kept a straight face and did not say a word throughout the entire process.
"Unfortunately, I don't trust you," Song Qingshu said coldly.
The Xuanming Elders were not surprised when they heard that his tone had softened. Instead, they were delighted. "May I know how you can make us brothers trust you, Young Master?"
Song Qingshu took out two bright red pills and placed them in front of them. "With your knowledge, I'm sure you've heard of the Three Corpse Brain Pills. Eat them, and I might spare your lives."
The Xuanming Elders looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. They had been in the martial arts world for many years, so how could they not know what the Three Corpse Brain Pills were? Apart from the person who poisoned them, no one else could cure it. Even Zhao Min, a dignified princess, could not find an antidote even after using the entire Ruyang Imperial Residence's resources.
Once they ate the Three Corpse Brain Pills, they could only listen to Song Qingshu in the future. Otherwise, if he did not give them the antidote, the Corpse Worms would gnaw on their brains. That would be a fate worse than death.
Unfortunately, they had no other choice now, so they could only swallow the pills with a bitter expression.
"Very good." Song Qingshu nodded in satisfaction. "Look into my eyes."
The Xuanming Elders subconsciously raised their heads and felt their vision plunge into darkness. After making them consume the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, Song QingShu was still not at ease, so he branded a mark in their souls so that they would subconsciously not dare to betray him.
"Soul Transfer Technique!" With the Titanium Order Master's cultivation base and knowledge, he had naturally heard of this technique from the Nine Yin Manual. When he saw that Song Qingshu had easily transferred the souls of the two great experts, he could not help but feel shocked and afraid.
Song Qingshu said indifferently, "Order Master, you have two choices. Either you die immediately, or you open your mind and be like them." The Titanium Order Master's skills were far superior to the Xuanming Elders'. Moreover, now that he was on guard, it was quite risky for him to perform the Soul Transfer Technique on him. Of course, Song Qingshu's current skills would not cause him to suffer a backlash, but it was very likely that the Titanium Order Master's consciousness would be completely destroyed if he resisted. Song Qingshu did not want to have another idiot as his subordinate.
The Titanium Order Master's expression changed. His pride as a member of the imperial family made him unwilling to be ordered around like this from now on, but his longing for the world of sensual pleasures made him unwilling to die just like this. After a long time, he finally exhaled and said, "Do it."
When Song Qingshu saw the grief and indignation on his face, which looked like a young girl about to endure the humiliation of a burly man, he was speechless. He suppressed his disgust and performed the Soul Transfer Technique on him.
Perhaps it was because he had witnessed the scene of Song Qingshu instantly killing 18 top-notch experts, but the Titanium Order Master was very sensible. He did not resist at all, and the entire process went very smoothly.
After Song Qingshu fed him the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, he said to them, "All of you should return to Mongolia first. I've already told you how you're going to report to your superiors. Everything else remains the same, and I'll let you know if I need anything in the future."
"Yes, Young Master!" The three of them looked at each other. They did not feel any changes in their bodies, but they vaguely felt that something was added to their minds. They looked at Zhao Min sheepishly before they turned around and left dejectedly.
"You're trying to poach my people right in front of me. Have you ever considered my feelings as your master?" Zhao Min had been watching from the sidelines the entire time and only spoke now.
Song Qingshu smiled. "You can still order them around like you usually do, but they'll still listen to me in the end."
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