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Seventy-fifth cute, cruel lady

Second update

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Li Yan was taken advantage of by a girl from Sichun all the way. Finally, he finally touched the Green Willow Villa near the night twilight. The Green Willow Villa in the evening was quiet, like a paradise that was peaceful and peaceful. It was still far away. Song Qingshu said: "Don't sway over it. If the Mongolian princess is really a powerful figure, how could it be that there is no secret whistle around the villa? It looks calm here, but it is actually the same as a dragon's pond. We should be careful to go there."

Li Yan was actually about to say this, but Song Qingshu, who was not young, already had such experience. On the contrary, Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu had nothing to expect, and their minds were filled with mud. Li Yan thought to himself: If Song Qingshu did not go on the evil path, he would be an outstanding talent in the Wudang Sect.

Li Yan smiled and said, "Bao King Wei, please go over and reconnaissance. The four of us are waiting for you here."

Wei Yixiao said, "Respect the orders of the leader."

Li Yan Khan: "Hey, is it necessary to speak like this? Talk to me a normal person!"

"You are the leader of our Ming Cult, and I am my boss. Of course you should be careful when speaking now." Wei Yi smiled and said, "If I disrespect you, you can wear my shoes, or use the rules to deal with me, and lock me up and beat me up?"

Li Yan rolled his eyes and thought to himself: If you can say such words, you don’t necessarily regard me as the leader. It’s obviously a trick to me.

He made an action to catch Wei Yixiao and said, "If you are naughty with me again, I will really catch you up and beat you up."

"Hehe! I'll go..." Wei Yixiao was not afraid of him. His body shook. He had already slid several feet away, like a huge black bat. He glided in the night sky and disappeared in an instant.

Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu saw that Wei Yixiao was so skillful that he could glid in the air, and they couldn't help but change their faces and thought to themselves: The four great protectors of the Ming Cult are really amazing.

Song Qingshu glanced at Wei Yixiao and disappeared, and whispered: "Master Yang, your subordinate's light skills are really great, but they are too irrelevant. It is obviously your subordinate, but he speaks to you without being big or small. This is not a good sign. If you let her talk to you with such a smile and be seen by other subordinates, how can you convince the public in the future?"

Li Yan Khan was the leader of the Ming Cult. In fact, he did not have the consciousness of being the leader, and did not pay attention to things like superiors and inferiors. However, he did not know that Song Qingshu was trained as the head of the third generation of Wudang since he was a child. He studied these things deeply, so the direction of the two people looking at the problem was naturally different.

Li Yan thought about it, well. It is necessary to ask Song Qingshu about the knowledge of managing gangs. Learning endlessly. "Business Management" is also a very profound science. Later generations had such books that specialize in teaching people to manage personnel, but Li Yan had never learned these things. Although he was a top student in later generations, he had only graduated from high school. He learned all the things of exam-oriented education. He has not yet been exposed to this kind of substantive knowledge. Now he has the opportunity to ask people for advice. Of course, he has to learn it, and he has the confidence that he can learn it well.

Li Yan corrected his attitude and asked Song Qingshu: "Then, Miss Song, how can I convince the people and be a good leader?"

Song Qingshu leaned into Li Yan's ear and whispered: "What I want to say next is not to let Aunt Six and Aunt Seven hear me, otherwise they will beat me up. Just listen to me alone..." At this point, she paused and continued: "Next time, Wei Yixiao, Yang Xiao, such as the White-Browed Eagle King. If you talk to you in a big and small way, you drag them into the small dark room in front of other gang members, and put them in an eighteen way, and let them know your power. I heard that your combat power is extremely powerful. Emei Xiaodongxie was killed in a few seconds and kneeling down and singing conquest. It should not be a problem if you want to bring down the four Dharma Kings of the Tribes and the left envoy of Guangming, how dare other gang members sing opposite to you? The management of the sect will be smooth in the future."

Li Yan: “…”

Song Qingshu patted his shoulder: "Well, don't blame me for being too extreme. I'm doing this for your own good. If this doesn't work, kill one or two of them, and appoint a gang member to take over the position of the four Dharma Kings... Kill Yijingbai..."

Good, you are so crazy. Li Yan's sweat was flowing: This guy is worthy of being Song Qingshu. Although he has become a girl, he is still not a good person in his bones. Fortunately, I was deceived by your ladylike appearance. You are even worse than Tang Rou. Tang Rou just likes little pranks, but in fact she is still a very good girl. You are completely evil, which is completely different from liking for pranks.

Li Yan once again decided to keep a distance from this bad guy and learn personnel management. When he went back to learn about the Oriental girl, why should he ask this monster for advice?

The few people waited quietly for a while, and then they saw Wei Yixiao gliding back in the air. When she went, she was light in her body, but when she came back, she seemed less agile. Li Yan thought she was injured or had an old cold injury again, so she was shocked, but she saw her coming in front of her and left someone behind. It turned out that she had caught someone and flew back, increasing the weight, so she was not so agile.

Wei Yixiao said, "This is a hidden stake arranged by the Mongolians on the outside of the villa. I quietly grabbed it. We can ask about the layout inside from his mouth."

Li Yan looked down and saw that although the Mongolian man had a hole and could not move, his eyes were still very fierce, and it seemed difficult to force out information. Thinking that he had caught a Mongolian spy from a small restaurant, only one of them was timid and leaked the information. Other Mongolians would rather die than surrender. Li Yan felt it was difficult to do it: "It is not easy to force out information from this guy."

Wei Yixiao said, "If you don't know, just kill me. I'll just catch me again. Anyway, I just walked around and found several hidden stakes, and I caught them one by one and asked questions later."

Li Yan said: "Will that take too much time?"

As the two were talking, they suddenly saw Song Qingshu walking to the Mongolian man and said coldly: "I'll ask you, how is the layout in Green Willow Villa?"

The Mongolian said, "I won't even say you kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light flashed. The long sword between Song Qingshu's face had been unsheathed. Then a blood light suddenly appeared. The Mongolian's left arm had been separated from his shoulders. Don't look at Song Qingshu's beautiful lady, delicate appearance, and the decisive and cruel arm cuts on people's arms. Even a fierce and domineering man is not as good as a man.

Everyone was sweating together, Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu said, "Niece Qingshu, you..."

Song Qingshu said, "Aunt Sixth Aunt, Seventh Aunt, this man is a Mongolian Tartar. He offended me, and he harmed many children of the Central Plains. We should not regard him as human beings. Even if he killed his arm, he would not be able to eliminate the hatred of the one-ten thousand people who suffered from the Song Dynasty."

When she talked about national justice, Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu immediately shut up and couldn't say anything.

Li Yan thought: This is too cruel, but the evil people need to be beaten by themselves. I will pretend not to see such a thing.

Song Qingshu pointed at the Mongolian with a long sword dripping blood and said, "Can you say it now?"

The Mongolian man sweated heavily and was almost fainting from pain, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I...I..."

The sword light flashed again, and the man separated his arm and body. Song Qingshu said coldly: "The next time it will be your legs. You say that you can still maintain two legs. Besides, if you say it's too late, you will have to live as a stick when your legs are gone."

The extremely powerful Mongolians could not stand such terrifying torture. The man's toughness disappeared in an instant and cried, "I said... This is the situation in Green Willow Villa..."

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Green Willow Villa, study room.

In the elegant study, Zhao Min was playing with a wooden sword of the Heavenly Sword, waiting for her subordinates to send back the news. She spent several months to lay out a net of heaven and earth around the Guangmingding, and was about to capture the six major sects and the Ming Cult in one net, in order to get the capital for negotiations with Heimuya and exchange the Mongolian princess Hua Zheng back.

Now that the news has come, the incident of the six major sects besieging Guangmingding has ended, and the major sects are coming down from Guangmingdingding, and it is finally time to close the net. Therefore, she does not plan to sleep tonight, and must take up a 120,000-point mentality to ensure the perfection of her actions.

The hard work of several days did not affect her beauty, and even because she had been living in the elegant Green Willow Villa, she became a little more spiritual.

A Mongolian spy walked to the door and bowed respectfully, "Prince Princess, I just got the news that all the bald men in Shaolin Temple have been taken down. These bald men were very proud at first and called us Tartars, but once they were hit by the Ten Xiang Cartilage Powder, they were all soft. Now they all lowered their eyebrows and looked down. They only knew to chant Amitabha and never dared to scold us again, haha."

Zhao Min nodded and said, "Very good! Shaolin is the authentic martial arts worldly. There is a saying that 'The world's martial arts come from Shaolin'. It's very good to catch Shaolin's thief and force out some martial arts secrets."

After the spy bowed, he stepped back respectfully.

Zhao Min waited for a while, and saw another spy walking to the door and said respectfully: "Princess Princess, Kunlun Sect, and Huashan Sect have also been captured..."

Zhao Min nodded.

"Report to the princess, we found the main force of the Ming Cult. They were actually walking with the people from Wudang and Emei... These three groups of people were very careful. We failed to poison both times and are now trying the third method of poisoning."

After hearing this, Zhao Min frowned slightly: "What happened on the top of Guangming? Why did the Ming Cult and Wudang Emei get mixed up?"
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