Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

The leading general knelt on one knee and remained silent.

"Come here."

A group of soldiers escorted the boss of Goulan over, and the radiant middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes were dull, her limbs trembling, and she collapsed on the ground like a ball of mud.

"Take it away."

Su Xuan softly patted the general on the shoulder, and said with a light smile, "It's pretty quick."

"Ya'er, let's go, let's go back home."

"Congratulations to send your son."

All the soldiers knelt on one knee and walked out of the Goulan. The originally lively street was empty, and a large number of soldiers were waiting in line.

"Why such a big battle, it's all gone."

He waved his hand and left with the two maids.

"Young master, do you want me to catch her back?"

Ya'er's pretty face turned cold.

"Don't worry, she can't escape Sanchuan."

The corners of Su Xuan's mouth raised, and when he returned to the small garden, the old servant came and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, you have been arrested."

"Let's interrogate first."

He said casually.

"promise."

The old servant has gone.

The wind and snow are long, the wind is howling, and the dark clouds cover the sky and the sun, stretching to the end of the three rivers. After a few days, the heavy snow is still there.

In the courtyard, Xuanhu was waving its big front paws, patting the vast expanse of flying snow non-stop.

With every slap, the powerful energy will explode the air, making a roaring sound, and piercing through the flying snow more than ten feet away.

With such vigor, all the maids in the courtyard were stunned. Normally, Xuanhu would either eat or sleep.

When was it so brave, it was only willing to practice kung fu after being scolded by Su Xuan today.

"You bastard, can you be gentle, the old man just swept the snow, and you will take some pictures for me right away."

Dugu Sword Master took the broom and smacked Xuanhu's butt angrily. The guy turned around, saw the old man's face, shrank his neck, and moved to the side consciously.

Obviously, Xuanhu was dealt with by Dugu Sword Master.

In the evening, the sky was dim, and in the hut, Su Xuan was cooking by the fire, reading a book, and sipping tea.

Two black-armored warriors escorted the dying girl to the hut, followed by the old servant.

"Who sent it?"

he asked softly.

"The remnants of the Wang family."

The old servant said: "I originally practiced in Shengxian Village, so I escaped a catastrophe, turned into a slave, sneaked into the Goulan, intending to assassinate the young master."

"The remnants of the Wang family?"

Su Xuan turned his head and looked at the girl. Although his body was covered with bruises, those eyes were fixed on him.

The resentment in the eyes is still there.

"Which line?"

He is curious.

The girl remained silent.

"The illegitimate daughter of the head of the Wang family."

The old servant replied: "It's the unlucky ghost who died by the young master's sword at the ferry of the river."

"Oh"

Su Xuan chuckled: "It turned out to be that guy, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me."

"Dog thief."

Seeing his indifferent expression, the girl seemed to feel a great humiliation, and cursed: "The revenge of killing the father and the family is irreconcilable."

She still wanted to say something, but she was slapped heavily on the face, which interrupted her words directly.

The old servant withdrew his palm and said flatly, "If you dare to curse again, your tongue will be cut off."

"Young master, what should we do with this man?"

the old slave asked.

"You hate me?"

Su Xuan asked softly.

"I can't wait to eat your flesh, Sleepy."

The girl gritted her teeth.

"What's your name?"

He raised his eyebrows.

"Wang Qingyao."

The old servant spoke.

"Well, the name is good, and the person can be tall."

Su Xuan smiled lightly: "Take it down and wash it well, and it will be sent to my son's house later."

"Su dog thief, what do you want to do?"

The girl's expression changed drastically, and she scolded: "If you want to kill, then kill, if you want to cut, then cut, if you humiliate me like this, you are in vain as a gentleman."

"Who told you that this son belongs to a gentleman?"

He shook his head.

The old servant slapped the girl on the back of the neck with a knife, her eyes turned white, and she passed out immediately.

Two maids took it down to freshen up.

In the early morning of the second day, when Ya'er opened the door of the hut, she saw Su Xuan lying on the chair.

The girl knelt on the ground, her face was pale, her eyes were empty and lifeless.

"Are you so obedient?"

Ya'er was curious.

Then he threw the bundle in his hand in front of the girl and said, "Here are three Confucian martial arts secret books and a Golden Elixir of Creation. After swallowing it, you can gain pure internal strength for 20 years."

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The holes in the girl's eyes dissipated and turned into doubts. She looked at the man on the chair with a dull expression.

"I can't figure it out."

Su Xuan chuckled lightly: "Why does my son not only give you martial arts cheats, but also give you the golden elixir of good fortune."

"why?"

Wang Qingyao asked feebly.

"Because I need you."

The corner of his mouth raised: "tell me, who are you?"

"I am the son's servant."

Wang Qingyao hesitated for a moment, then answered as if resigned to fate.

"Remember, you are my slave."

Su Xuan curled his lips: "After leaving the palace, you can go and gather all the people in the world who want to kill me Su Xuan."

The girl's face became even paler, and she picked up the burden tremblingly, her delicate body trembling.

"Every other year, come to me for the antidote."

He waved his hand: "Go."

Wang Qingyao left Xiaoyuan in a daze.

"Hee hee, young master is really brilliant."

Ya'er smiled brightly: "Who would have thought that the orphan of the Wang family, who had a sworn enemy with the young master, turned out to be the young master's servant.

When Wang Qingyao recruits people, we'll make another move at that time and take it all together. "

After leaving the palace, Wang Qingyao rushed out of the city like a madman wearing a bamboo hat, jumped into the water of the Three Rivers, and let the icy cold water soak her body.

She hated and wanted to kill herself, but when she thought of the promise made by that man, she hesitated again.

Rebuild Wang

This is what Su Xuan promised her, as long as Wang Qingyao can complete this task, he can make the Wang family become a big family of Sanchuan again.

For a long time, the cold river water made her body numb, the girl struggled to climb ashore, stepped on the snow, and disappeared in Dahe County.

For Su Xuan, the orphan of the Wang family is just a dispensable pawn, it doesn't matter, it's just a game to pass the time.

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"boom"

Two months later, in front of the Sword Washing Tower, the woman in white flew out again, the long knife in her hand was bent into a huge arc, and the force returned from the shock poured into her body.

"boom"

The woman withdrew more than 30 feet and smashed a rockery to pieces. After a long time, she struggled to stand up.

Looking at the dense fingerprints on the long knife in her hand, a wry smile rarely appeared on her face.

Couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Monster."

At this time, she really realized the helplessness in the eyebrows of the one-armed old man back then.

"How much?"

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Less than [-]%."

The man in the white robe pouted.

The woman put the knife into its sheath, and limped into the Jianjian Tower. This was her daily life, reading, practicing the knife, and being beaten.

"My lord, I just got the news that Wang Qingyao has recruited a group of people."

Ya'er came over and whispered: "The stronghold is in Qingzhou, called Zhujian League, and many remnants of the Wang family have taken refuge under her command."

"It's still quite capable."

Su Xuan laughed.

"Send her a message and try to contact the Heyang royal family."

"it is good."

In February and March, the snow has gradually become smaller, and it will stop after half a moon, when the ice and snow will melt.

All the yamen in the three counties are preparing for the upcoming spring plowing.

On March [-]th, the snow stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the long-lost sun appeared in the sky, emitting a golden light.

Half a ray of sunlight entered the hut, and on the bed, a figure sat cross-legged, surrounded by majestic true energy.

"Whether to choose to deduct 300 million points of martial arts, and strengthen the seven-fold Thunder Fire True Assassin."

"strengthen."

"Hey, congratulations to the host, the strengthening failed, and 300 million points of martial arts will be deducted."