Zhen Sushan explained, "At that time, his kung fu had not reached a high level. Later, there was a rumor that he had practiced some kind of demonic kung fu, but I don't know if it's true or not. The main reason is that our country was destroyed, and we no longer have a chance to get close to Temujin. The only person who knows the truth is the Elder of the Mountain. After all, they organized thousands of assassinations, so they should know if Temujin really has unfathomable kung fu as the rumors say. "
Song Qingshu's expression changed. It seemed that he had to find a chance to ask the Elder of the Mountain. But now that he had defected to the Mongols, would it be counterproductive to contact him rashly? Or would it be better to contact Zhang Wuji when the time came and have a relationship with him?
The two continued forward. Suddenly, Zhen Sushan exclaimed and ran forward. "Handsome man and beautiful woman!"
Song QingShu looked over and saw a man and a woman lying crookedly in the grass at the side. The man looked like a gorilla, with thick hair all over his body. He was indeed very rough. The woman was much more beautiful, but she could only be called beautiful. Of course, when compared to the gorilla-like man, she looked even more beautiful.
But at this time, the two were not breathing. Obviously, they had died here.
"Their bodies are still warm. They must have died not long ago. Let's hurry and catch up. Maybe we can save your prince." Song Qingshu took her hand and continued on their way.
With Madam Zhen's intelligence, how could she not see this? However, seeing was one thing, and feelings were another. When Khwarazm was destroyed, they, a group of loyal warriors, had escorted Prince Zalandin to escape. They had been fighting against the Mongols for so many years, and the conditions were extremely difficult and dangerous. Their companions had either died or disappeared. Now, only a few of them were left. They could be considered to be relying on each other for survival. Seeing so many companions die in front of her, it was inevitable that she would feel sad for them.
Song Qingshu sped up. Not long after, he heard the sound of weapons clashing not far away. Looking in the direction of the sound, he vaguely saw an abandoned temple with a large fire. He was not in a hurry to show himself, but quietly approached to check the situation.
"Zalandin, there is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, but you barge in. You don't want to stay in India, but you come to Xixia with delusions of marrying the princess. Aren't you seeking death?" A group of Mongolian warriors was clustered around an extremely refined and elegant man. He was sizing up the few people who were surrounded in the corner of the dilapidated temple with a mocking expression on his face. He was the Little Devil Master, Fang Yeyu, whom he had met in the inn earlier.
"Prince!" Zhen Sushan was about to rush over when she saw the faces of those people, but she was stopped by Song Qingshu.
"Wait." Song Qingshu did not expect Zalandin to be so short. However, his eyes were filled with arrogance, and he had a unique aura. Therefore, even though the people beside him were much taller and more heroic than him, he was still the most eye-catching one. Indeed, one could not judge a book by its cover.
Zhen Sushan gritted her teeth, but she didn't do anything in the end. She knew that she was heavily injured, and rushing out would be useless. She could only place her hopes on the man beside her, so she didn't dare to disobey him.
"Bah, you Mongolians are cruel and heartless. Now, you are openly killing the envoys of other countries in Xixia. You will inevitably become the target of a crusade." Zalandin spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he had already expected the risks of coming here, he still felt that he was at the end of the road when it really came to this moment.
"Crusade?" Fang Yeyu had a proud expression. "Our Great Mongolian Empire has destroyed countless countries, and our Qie Xue Army is invincible in the world. Which country is blind enough to dare to crusade against us?"
A handsome middle-aged man with a head full of white hair next to him smiled and echoed, "That's right. Isn't the marriage contest held by Xixia to curry favor with our Mongolian Empire? Don't look at the envoys from so many countries. They are all here to accompany us. Princess Yinchuan has long been our prince's concubine."
The surrounding people roared with laughter, and the pride on their faces was clear in their words.
He didn't use the word "princess", but "concubine". It seemed that in their hearts, they didn't think that the princess of a small country at the border of Xixia was very noble and worthy of the title of "princess". It should be known that Xu Liewu had destroyed countless countries in the west over the years. The concubines and princesses of many countries and city-states were just his bedmates and playthings. In their hearts, the princess was really worthless.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly. "Who is this white-haired man?"
Zhen Sushan was smart and immediately sensed the dissatisfaction in his tone. She was secretly happy, but she still replied respectfully, "He is the guardian of the Devil's Palace, white-haired Liu Shaozhi. The gorgeous young woman in red next to him is Hongyan Hua Jieyu. Don't be fooled by her young and delicate appearance. In fact, she is already more than fifty years old. These two people are proficient in the art of plucking. They are cruel, vicious, and extremely lewd. They love to play with young boys and girls. Both of them are highly skilled in martial arts and are backed by Mongolia.
"She's actually an old witch." Song Qingshu was shocked. The woman was dressed in red and had a flirtatious appearance. Even with his picky eyes, he had to admit that she was somewhat good-looking, but he didn't expect her to have such a past.
But on second thought, he felt that it was too strange. It wasn't like he hadn't seen Heavenly Mountain Maiden and Li Qiushui before. In terms of age, they could be her mother, but she looked even younger than her.
"She's actually a female perverted thief who practices the art of plucking." Song Qingshu felt disgusted. He wasn't so desperate that he would be interested in such a woman.
At this moment, the young woman in red giggled. "I thought Zalandin was a hero, but in the end, he could only rely on his tongue. Sigh, I wanted to capture you and ask the prince to give me a reward to play with, but now I've instantly lost interest."
"Bah, witch!" Zalandin and the others flushed and cursed.
White-haired Liu Shaozhi looked at her with some dissatisfaction. "Zalandin is so short, and you're actually interested?"
Zhen Sushan explained on behalf of Song Qingshu in a low voice, "White-haired Liu Shaozhi and Hua Jieyu are a couple."
"They're husband and wife?" Song Qingshu suddenly widened his eyes. "Didn't you just say that they often go out to pluck young men and women?"
Zhen Sushan's face turned red for the first time. She replied, "They do their own things, and don't care about these things like ordinary couples."
Song Qingshu stared at her and sighed after a long time. "The noble circle is really messy."
Hua Jieyu giggled. "They're short, but that's not necessarily small. What's more, Zalandin has led the rest of the army to fight against the Mongolians for many years. He can be considered an ambitious person. What's wrong with having a taste?"
Liu Shaozhi turned her head and snorted, ignoring him.
In the distance, Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. This woman was really too tough, but her husband actually let her do as she pleased. Was he a cuckold?
Zhen Sushan secretly spat. "Shameless!"
In the group of wretched laughter, Fang Yeyu finally spoke, "Huazha Ao, Yan Muliang, now that Zalandin is at the end of his rope, why are you still following him? Are you going to die together?"
Zhen Sushan quickly explained, "The one on the prince's left with silver hair and purplish-red eyes is my Martial Uncle, nicknamed 'Purple Eyed Devil' Huazha Ao. He is the number one expert in Khoresm. The one on the right is Yan Muliang, who is good at tracking and concealment. On the way to Xixia, we relied on him to erase our traces and escape from the Mongolians."
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