Pluto's Golden Concubine

Even though the weather was very cold, people had bright smiles on their faces, and they were all preparing for the annual New Year. This atmosphere infected Situ Xiyue and made her feel much happier.

While wandering around, Situ Xiyue had already figured out that there were three groups of people following her, which really flattered her!

Since they were so determined to win the Furong Sword, she refused to let them do so!

Although she doesn't use swords, no matter how famous the Furong Sword is, it is just a piece of scrap iron in her hands, but it belongs to her, so naturally it cannot be coveted by others!

As the sky completely darkened, Situ Xiyue walked into a secluded alley.

The further she walked in, the heavier the footsteps behind her, she only stopped after five people appeared in front of Situ Xiyue and blocked her way.

"Hand over the Hibiscus sword, or—die!"

The person at the head had a hoarse voice, and seemed to be deliberately disguising it.

One, two, three, four... twelve!

Situ Xiyue listened carefully to the movement around her, there were 12 people in total.

She chose an abandoned alley.

Although Yuyang City is very lively, but in this alley, it is deserted, so quiet that even the sound of breathing can be heard.

And Situ Xiyue relied on these breathing sounds to determine the number of opponents.

There are only 12 people, that's all...

Seeing Situ Xiyue standing still, someone came up and tried to grab the Furong sword on her back.

Before he stretched out his hand, a red light flashed, and the man's right hand and wrist were cut off. The severed hand circled in the sky and fell to the ground.

"what--"

The man folded his arms and screamed, but the next moment his eyes were wide open, his voice was silent, and his body fell to the ground straight, with panic and fear on his face.

"You, you... this is impossible!"

If they hadn't seen Situ Xiyue make a move with their own eyes, these people would never have believed that the girl in front of them was a famous trash. Even if they saw this scene with their own eyes, some people's reactions were still a bit slow and they couldn't believe what was happening before them.

"The person who wants to snatch something from me hasn't been born yet, you guys... you really hit the gunpoint!"

Treat the enemy as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeps the leaves.

These people nominally said that they only wanted the Furong Sword, but the murderous look in their eyes had already betrayed their hearts.

Killing and stealing goods is their fundamental purpose!

Situ Xiyue has never been soft on those who want to take her life, not to mention that the other party is bullying more and more, clearly not wanting her to see the sun of tomorrow!Then don't blame her for being ruthless!

"Don't hate me, if you want to hate, hate the master who sent you here!"

When Situ Xiyue took the last life, she muttered something in a low voice.

However, time did not allow her to stay longer, and the sound of hurried footsteps came over again.

Although there were not many people, Situ Xiyue could tell that the few people who came were experts, and they were not as easy to dismiss as those just now.

Situ Xiyue dodged and hid in the ruins. Just as she hid herself, three people appeared in the alley.

"They're all dead?" The bald man in charge checked everyone, then frowned.

"One sword to seal the throat! What a fast sword!"

"Could it be her?" The thin man leaned over with a puzzled look on his face.

They originally planned to wait for the fisherman to make a profit, but they didn't expect to arrive one step too late, and what they saw when they came here was such a scene.

Twelve people were lying on the ground, and the air was filled with the hot smell of blood, as if they were telling that a contest of great disparity had just taken place here.

Who killed them?Could it be Situ Xiyue?

"impossible!"

After hearing the thin man's words, the fat man at the side immediately denied it.

"What kind of abilities Situ Xiyue has is obvious to all."

"Such precise swordsmanship can't be practiced without ten or twenty years of foundation! How old is Situ Xiyue, at most 20 years old, she is a well-known waste in the capital!"

Fatty's words were affirmed by the bald head.

Indeed, this scene looks like a veteran's style, hurry up!allow!ruthless!Recruit and kill!Even those who have been killers for a long time admire their sophistication!

Situ Xiyue is just a noble girl raised in her boudoir, how could she have such cultivation!

"Could it be that someone still wants the Furong Sword?"

The thin man stroked a few beards on his chin, frowning.

It has only been half a day since the Furong sword came out of the tower, so the news has passed too fast!

The skinny man's doubts were answered by the bald man.

"Furong Sword is the first of the four ancient swords, who wouldn't want it!"

"In the past, the natural tower was guarded by masters, and no one could snatch the Furong sword. Now that the Furong sword is brought out of the tower by Situ Xiyue, this is the best news for everyone!"

"The news just got out today, and someone came to grab the Furong Sword. When the news spreads to other countries, there will be more people coming!"

"So, we must get the Furong Sword before more people know about it!"

Situ Xiyue, who was hiding aside, did not expect that Furong Sword's reputation would be so great.

It seems that this Furong sword is a hot potato, holding it in your hand may not be a good thing!

"Now, Situ Xiyue has disappeared without a trace, and the whereabouts of Furong Sword is also unknown. If you want to find Furong Sword, you can only rely on it!"

The fat man opened a small porcelain bottle, opened it, and a fluorescent moth flew out of it.

Afterwards, the fat man took out a teacup, and let the little moth crawl around on the teacup.

"This is the teacup that Situ Xiyue used. It has her breath on it. The Shadow Chaser will definitely help us find her!"

Just when the fluorescent Shadow Chaser Moth just flew up, a sleeve arrow dyed with fire suddenly flew over, nailing it to the ground, the flame fell on the Shadow Chaser Moth, and it was burned instantly with two "cracks" ashes.

"Who!"

The fat man was shocked, and drew out his sword. The bald man and the thin man on the side also held weapons in their hands, staring at the front with serious expressions.

Time passed very slowly at this moment, and when the patience of the three of them was about to run out, a burst of clear clogs came from far and near.

"Kakkaka..."

That voice was like a talisman beating on people's hearts, the closer it was, the more breathless it became.

"who are you?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the tip of the bald man's nose, and even his voice became trembling.

"Me?"

Although I haven't seen anyone yet, the man's voice is Qinghua noble, with a hint of melodiousness and joking about life, slow and slow, but the voice is so heavy that people can't breathe.

Finally, under the slightly dim moonlight, the bald head saw a fiery red brocade robe in the distance.

Silver hair, red robe, golden eyes...

Situ Xiyue, who was hiding aside, saw the true face of the man in red through the hazy moonlight.

This man-

So evil!

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't believe in the power of ghosts and ghosts in his heart, Situ Xiyue would definitely think that this man was the legendary eight-tailed fox.

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