Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 25 Kill All
"where to?"

Wu Zhenhai was taken aback for a moment, his blood surged up, and his thoughts froze for a moment.

"To make money."

Shen Qing explained casually, changed his appearance again, put on a black robe, and hurriedly stepped out of the door.

"Niece, that place is not fun to go to!"

After recovering, Wu Zhenhai's scalp felt a little numb, and he hurriedly chased after him.

The rest of the group followed quickly and filed out.

Soon there was only Zhao Yu left in the room.

The night outside was getting darker.

She lowered her head and thought for a while, then sat down at the desk, slowly opened Sun Tzu's Art of War, and read in a low voice:

"The enemy has been identified, but the friend has not yet been determined. Invite friends to kill the enemy, do not rely on your own efforts, and deduce at the expense..."

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Under the night, a group of people wandered in the alley not far from the brothel.

On the way here, Shen Qing had already explained the cause and effect.

But Wu Zhenhai obviously didn't accept it very well. It's not proper for a girl's house to sell aphrodisiac medicine at the gate of the brothel.

What a hero Shen Lie is, the daughter of a majestic Taiwei, how could he do such inappropriate things.

"Then you go?"

Shen Qing glanced sideways at several people, and for a moment they all dodged their gazes. The few people present were, at least to say, innate martial arts masters, with official titles above the fourth rank.

This kind of thing is really unrefined, and it is a shameful person.

Especially Wu Zhenhai, the second-rank feudal official and master of martial arts, to do this kind of thing, it would be better to kill him.

"I'm coming!" Hao Yun stood up without any hesitation.

However, Shen Qing was skeptical about his ability, turned around and failed to make a deal, and caused trouble again, so she directly pushed him back.

Seeing a group of elders swaying, hesitating, hesitant to speak, Shen Qing felt a little irritable, and asked patiently:
"How much money do you have now?"

Hearing this, Wu Zhenhai stroked his snow-white beard, and after some calculations, he said, "I can barely scrape together 800 taels."

This was on the way to escape, and he robbed a rich and unkind big family, who was originally penniless.

"What is 800 taels of silver enough for? It's not enough to fill your stomach."

There is no exaggeration in Shen Qing's words, the food intake of warriors is much larger than that of ordinary people, if there is no medicinal material to maintain consumption, one person's appetite can be as strong as ten or even a hundred people.

A mere 800 taels of silver won't last long.

"Second Miss, there are many ways to ask for money. This is too insulting to your identity."

"I'll help you think of a way, it really doesn't work..."

"I don't know what kind of situation I am in now? You have been relying on killing people to make money, are you officials or bandits?! You recruited the arresting officer and thought you died not fast enough?"

Shen Qing frowned a little impatiently, and let out a low growl, which silenced these people.

"If you don't make money, you're all waiting to drink the northwest wind."

Shen Qing's patience was completely exhausted, she no longer cared about the reactions of these people, and started tonight's business.

Compared to yesterday, the business tonight was much better. After one day, Shen Qing's existence was obviously known to more people.

As soon as she appeared, many people gathered around, talking in a hurry:
"The Jiujiu Chunyang powder, my friend used it and the effect is not bad, give me another ten sets!"

"I want twenty pairs!"

Seeing this, Shen Qing's eyes flickered slightly, she didn't feel very happy, but raised some vigilance instead.

She glanced around calmly, and as expected, there were scattered figures standing in the corner of the dark place, looking towards this side with seemingly nothing.

There are still some deviations in her estimation, and the cultivation method has not attracted attention, but this Chunyang Powder, I am afraid that it has already been targeted.

After thinking for a while, Shen Qing immediately said in a deep voice:
"The supply of Jiujiu Chunyang powder is really tight, and the price may rise a bit today, 30 taels of silver a pair!"

"30 taels?! Why don't you grab it?"

"Don't be too greedy, be careful playing with fire and setting yourself on fire."

The price of 30 taels was undoubtedly beyond the affordability of some people, and even attracted some warnings and threats.

But Shen Qing didn't care, and never let go.

Soon the first copy of Jiujiu Chunyang Powder was sold out.

Seeing Shen Qing wearing a black robe, there were bursts of smirks from time to time, his hands kept moving, and he took out small medicine bags or martial arts cheats one after another.

Not far away, Wu Zhenhai and his party all looked numb.

It was really difficult for them to connect the woman who was selling aphrodisiacs at the gate of the brothel with the gentle second lady in memory.

Especially Wu Zhenhai, he couldn't figure out how the little girl whose face was flushed after being teased a little at the banquet turned into what she is now in just a few months.

Only Hao Yun was pensive, with a little reverence in his eyes, and a hint in his heart:

'Second Miss is really heavenly, in such a desperate situation, she can think of this method to raise money. '

To kill that dog thief Yang Zongxian is beyond the power of one person. To use soldiers to fight a war is inseparable from food and wages. Relying on house robbing, it is never possible to raise enough money so quickly to raise troops.

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Even if the price was tripled, nearly two hundred packs of Jiujiu Pure Yang San were still sold out.

Adding some martial arts cheats, Shen Qing had nearly 7000 taels of silver bills in his hand.

This is undoubtedly a windfall.

Seeing that the timing was about right, Shen Qing glanced around, turned around, and hurried towards the dark alley.

Seeing Shen Qing leave, standing not far away, several figures who had been watching quietly followed.

These people obviously do not come from the same force, their cultivation bases vary, and there are obviously innate martial artists.

Turning around and turning into a dark alley, several figures were all taken aback.

At the end of the dark alley, four or five figures stood, blocking the man in black robe just now.

Evidently, this man has accomplices.

Realizing that something was wrong, a few people retreated, and just turned around, but found that the back road had been cut off by someone, and the leader was a white-haired old man.

Hereby—

Shen Qing's palms tightened slightly, and he slowly drew out the long knife behind his waist, and said in a deep voice:
"Kill all!"

Wu Zhenhai's complexion was condensed, his inner strength gushed out, his blood boiled, and a layer of blood mist condensed on his side, like a blazing hot stove, dispelling the chill in the alley.

"Refining blood to transform yang, Grandmaster?!"

The few people who were intercepted all looked horrified, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

From their point of view, even if there is someone backing the drug seller, he is still an innate martial artist, but now...

A majestic martial arts master, reduced to selling medicine at the gate of a brothel? !

Seeing the unbelievable expressions on the faces of these people, Wu Zhenhai's complexion became more and more rosy, and he shot directly without saying anything.

His movements were extremely vigorous, as swift as a thunderbolt, completely unlike an old man who was dying.

In an instant, he pierced one person's chest with his palm and broke the other's neck.

These two are the only two congenital martial artists among these few people, even including a congenital master.

But in front of the master, he died without even taking a single breath.

After killing these two people, Wu Zhenhai's breath suddenly weakened, and he retreated to the side, panting heavily.

After being locked on the lute bone, his martial arts were useless, and his current internal strength could only be forced out of his potential by relying on the skill of burning life.

He was not yet in his sixties, and he looked past his age, and that was why.

In just a few breaths, there was a corpse lying on the alley.

Shen Qing walked through the alley with a knife, and chopped off the heads of these people one by one. After confirming that there were no survivors, he said:
"Get out of the city first, then make plans."

(End of this chapter)