Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

211 Sudden Attack
Qiu Lian, who had been kicked by Taoist Songxue for a lifetime, was whipped for five days in real terms, and she couldn't eat or sleep well, so she looked haggard in just a few days.

Wen Xiang didn't want to keep a time bomb by her side, as soon as she got the money, she ordered Lao Wu to throw Qiu Lian at the door of Mrs. Zhao's house, and the matter was over.

The consequence of this incident was that everyone fully realized the brutality of the two priests, and reaffirmed that Wen Xiang's position in the shop was unshakable.

Stealing chickens from department stores fails but loses rice.Although this matter was kept secret, the big merchants in the county still heard some rumors, and everyone had a full understanding of the strength of "Wen Xiang You Dao", and no one dared to make casual decisions anymore.

In the following time, Wen Xiang devoted all her energy to practicing inner skills and making aromatherapy.

After another period of calm days, relying on God to reward her with food, she has almost practiced her inner strength and mental skills, and it is time to fulfill her promise.

Wen Xiang took the native king and Cui'er, and together with Taoist Wuwei drove the mule cart to Yunxi Mountain slowly.Recently, she has lived a very happy life. She dry-cleaned the department store, basically eliminated hidden dangers, and the business of the aromatherapy shop is booming.

The eldest brother is progressing rapidly in his studies and is expected to be promoted smoothly this year; she has also achieved some success in her internal skills and mental skills, and she can already walk a round or two under Wuwei Taoist. I believe it will not be a problem to defeat the local hooligans.

Unlike Wen Xiang's relaxed and at ease, Taoist Wuwei was a little melancholy: he will soon get the treasure of destiny, and he can go back to the capital smoothly. Logically speaking, he should be overjoyed.

However, when he thought that he was about to bid farewell to the carefree life in a small town and enter the struggling life in the capital, he couldn't be happy at all.

How boring it is to live alone, if only this girl could follow her to Beijing.

Or, how about tricking this girl into opening an incense shop in Beijing?
But the question is, can this girl listen to her fooling around?
Along the way, Taoist Wuwei has been absent-minded, secretly thinking about the possibility of "seducing a girl from a good family", while Wen Xiang, who knows nothing about it, is happily patting cats.

Suddenly, the king who had been docile on his stomach straightened up suddenly, let out a series of sharp meows, and then grinned and let out a gasp towards the outside of the car.

Tweety also suddenly landed on Wen Xiang's shoulder, making a hasty "chirp" sound.

"What's the matter?" Wen Xiang woke up from the drowsiness, before she had time to react, she only heard a "stab", and a cold light had pierced through the curtain and came straight to her front door.

"Get down!" Taoist Wuwei, who had just recovered from his contemplation, had only time to throw Wen Xiang down, and the silver light crisscrossed across Taoist Wuwei's back, making a series of fierce "clang, clang, clang" metal collision sounds.

Taoist Wuwei gritted his teeth, tightly grasped Wen Xiang's back collar with his left hand, quickly reached into his arms with his right hand and drew out the soft sword around his waist, and swung it with his backhand.

The zhenqi running at full strength was transmitted along the soft sword to the tightly pressed sharp blades, and with a low "Swing!", several sharp blades retreated quickly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he swung the soft sword in one hand and Wen Xiang in the other, and jumped up, and the two of them broke through the ceiling and came out.

Immediately, the attacker's sharp blade came over the top, and Taoist Wuwei greeted him without fear, and the sword lights all over the sky intertwined with passionate "ding ding" and "clank" sounds.

The sword light was like a flying rainbow, instantly breaking through the tight net woven by the attackers, and the two of them tumbling out of the tight encirclement.

The attackers were four men in black with their faces covered, two holding swords and two holding knives, and they were approaching them step by step.

Taoist Wuwei clenched the sword in his hand, he protected Wenxiang and retreated step by step, with cold sweat on his forehead: This is no ordinary hooligan, such a fierce and fierce attacker can only be a professional killer, he was careless, The assassin was there for him.

The situation is very bad, even if he is alone, he may not be able to escape unscathed, let alone behind him there is a woman who can only know three-legged cat kung fu.

Wen Xiang tightly grasped Taoist Wuwei's clothes, and hurriedly said in a low voice, "Your back is hurt."

"Shut up! How far is it from the valley you mentioned?"

"It's very close, it's almost here."

"When I tell you to run, you run towards the valley immediately. If you hear me, hide in the valley and don't come out."

"how about you?"

"leave me alone."

"How can I do that? No way!"

But the situation does not allow them to continue their love for each other, and the four sharp swords pierced the two of them like lightning.

"Run!" Taoist Wuwei gave Wen Xiang a hard push, while he sprinted with his sword, and in an instant he was fighting with the man in black.

Following the strength of Taoist Wuwei, Wen Xiang rushed to the disintegrated mule cart without looking back. After quickly pulling out the sickle from the garbage dump, she held the sickle tightly with both hands and rushed towards the fighting sides without hesitation.

Just as he had practiced countless times, the sickle drew an arc under Wen Xiang's hand and pointed directly at the man in black's vest.

The man in black seemed to have eyes on his back, and when his sword hooked back, it hit the sickle with a clang.

The huge impact force bounced back, Wen Xiang cried out in pain and took a few steps back. She clenched her teeth to stabilize her figure, sank all her energy into her dantian, kicked her feet, and rushed towards the man in black again.

This time, Wen Xiang's sickle didn't hit the vitals, but bent towards the legs of the man in black.

At the same time, a black shadow descended from the sky, its sharp claws struck the eyes of the man in black like lightning; a black shadow slammed into the waist of the man in black horizontally.

Suddenly, force was applied in three directions at the same time, and the figure of the man in black suddenly became disorganized. He rolled over in the air and managed to avoid Tweety's sharp claws and Wen Xiang's sickle, but he couldn't escape the blow in the waist.

After the king drew five bloodstains on the waist of the man in black, he returned to Wen Xiang's side in a flash.

The man in black snorted in pain, he immediately left Taoist Wuwei behind, and pointed his sword at Wen Xiang.

The most aggressive man in black suddenly let go, and the pressure on Taoist Wuwei, who was surrounded by danger, was greatly relieved, but he couldn't be happy at all, and he cursed anxiously in his heart: this stupid woman.

Even though Da Wang and Tweety were cooperating, Wen Xiang was still kicked out by the man in black.

Seeing her sickle being picked up, seeing her about to be cut by the sword, Taoist Wuwei quickly threw off the man in black who was entwining him, and tried to get a knife in the back, but he also wanted to unite his sword and heart, and used the Xingyue Sword Last resort in the law:
The majestic sword energy hit the back of the man in black with a force of destruction.

Sensing the murderous intent behind him, the man in black immediately swung his sword back to defend. The swords of both sides collided with each other with a clang.

At the same time, Tweety scratched the man in black's eyes with his sharp claws, and he rolled to the side screaming.

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