The current lord of Huanyue Kingdom is mediocre, indulging in lust all day long, the eunuchs are in power, and the people are not living. So the world was full of heroes, and a group of righteous people rose in the martial arts, and organized a gang called: Tianyi Pavilion. On the opposite side is a women's gang called: Cangyue Pavilion. Known as the Demon Cult.

It is said that the women there are as beautiful as flowers, but their hearts are like snakes and scorpions, and killing people is as simple as digging for things. They have the face of an angel, the power of Shura. The sect leader's unintentional martial arts are even more superb, and no one can match them. After they had killed someone, there would be scattered rose petals on the ground, which would decompose along with the corpse.

A year ago, I had no intention of taking a fancy to the meteor sword that had been passed down from generation to generation in Shangjiazhuang, which was a martial arts family.

That day, a rain of petals fell in Shangjiazhuang, and everyone came out of the house vigilantly to look for it. Before you see him, you hear his voice first.

"My master said that she has taken a fancy to your family's meteor sword, and handing over this sword can spare one hundred and fifty-eight members of your family. Give you three days to think about it, you can't hand over this sword, and three days later, my master will personally lead someone to sweep your Shangjiazhuang. Anyone who wants to flee is to be killed immediately. The words stopped, but there was no one to be seen.

"It's a thousand miles of sound." Shang Chuansen said with a solemn expression.

"Big brother, a little maid has such a deep inside, so it must not be underestimated, what should we do?" Shang Chuanyi frowned.

"The housekeeper summoned everyone in the Shang family to the hall to discuss and invite the third uncle to come." Shang Chuansen went to inform the housekeeper after instructing him, and the people who made trouble this time panicked.

The girls and mothers-in-law below are all scared to pack their bags.

"No need to please. I'm already here. Shang Weijie entered the hall and sat down. At present, the heir of the Shang family is Shang Chuansen, and only Shang Weijie is left in the older generation.

"Third uncle, you already know." Shang Chuansen respectfully.

"Housekeeper. How many people do we have in Shangjiazhuang? Shang Weijie looked at the housekeeper Li Li and asked, he is also the old man of the Shang family.

"Back to the third master, there are a total of one hundred and fifty-eight mouths, and the one that the demon girl said is not bad." The butler reported it truthfully.

"Then you go down and tell those girls and daughters-in-law, if you want to go, you can go, and none of our Shang family will stop you." Shang Weijie commanded in a loud voice.

"Third uncle, I don't know if that demon girl really took a fancy to the Meteor Sword. It's really not good" Shang Chuanyi didn't say any more, he has always been a coward.

"Bastard, do you think that the demon girl will let us go if you hand over the Meteor Sword? She's avenging her master's Fu Xue. Shang Weijie's crutches made a hole in the ground, and the whole room was stunned. They were all from some concubines, and they couldn't say anything.

"Third uncle, what the hell is going on?" Shang Chuansen didn't know why.

"Alas. It's all a bad fate. Don't mention it. You go and send a letter to Jiang Chenxi, the pavilion master of Tianyi Pavilion, and ask him to come and help. Shang Weijie was obviously reluctant to mention the past, and Shang Chuansen hurriedly sent someone to Tianyi Pavilion to deliver a letter after hearing this.

But no one who left the gate of Shang's house survived, let alone a person, not even a fly could fly out.

"Sect Master, why does Little Shangjiazhuang need you to take action personally, your subordinates are enough." Mo Qin said.

"I promised the master. I want to do things for her that she can't do with her own hands. Then the woman chuckled, and her snow-white clothes fluttered. reflects her beautiful face. Few people in the world have seen her face. She is the current leader of the Demon Sect, Wuxin, who is more decisive and spicy than Fu Xuelai, and Cangyue Pavilion has reached an unprecedented glorious period because of the existence of Wuxin.

In the blink of an eye, three days had arrived, and that evening there was another rain of roses, and the red petals were flying, enchanting and beautiful. Immediately, a big red sedan chair fell in the center of the Shang family. Four women in pink fell to the ground, like fairies.

"Since the demon girl is here, why don't you show up." Shang Weijie pointed at Wuxin in the sedan chair with a cane.

"Why do I need to deal with you?" A woman's coquettish voice came out, like a yellow bird.

Shang Weijie heard that the backyard was already screaming, and he couldn't help but tremble angrily.

"You don't even spare innocent people." Shang Chuansen temperament.

"You're not good, why are you crying?" Unintentionally holding a three- or four-year-old doll in his arms.

"Tian'er, demon girl, let my son go." Shang Chuansen shouted that this damn demon girl could find him.

"Who's that kid, big brother?" Shang Chuanyi asked puzzledly, looking at Shang Chuansen as if he was very worried.

"I want it, here you go." Unintentionally slapped the child's chest, allowing him to fall into Shang Chuansen's arms accurately.

"Tian'er, I will kill you, demon girl." At this moment, Tian'er was lying in Shang Chuansen's arms as if he was asleep, without any wounds on his body, very peaceful.

"Give it all to me." After Shang Chuansen finished speaking, everyone resisted. Wuxin threw the bell in his hand into the sky.

The four pink-clothed women stepped forward, and Mo Qin used a short sword with a brilliant skill. Mo Qi is famous for her secret weapons, Mo Shu has the best internal strength, and is good at killing people with songs, and a short Xiao is her best weapon. Ink painting is the fastest, and it can take people's lives in an instant.

"Smack." When the bell hit the ground, there was a crisp sound, and then I saw that the thirty or so people in the courtyard all died, leaving only Shang Weijie, who was in pain.

"You know best what happened back then, and it's a blessing to have left you alive in this world for so long." Unintentionally playing with the hair in her hands, she has long been used to such scenes.

"It was my eldest brother who betrayed your master back then, and it was true that he lost her life, but how can this emotional matter be reluctant, just because my eldest brother doesn't love her, she wants to slaughter our family?" Shang Weijie patted his chest.

"Back then, my master saved him and gave him everything, and he said he wanted to marry her, but what was the result? In the end, my master still couldn't kill him, which was her lifelong regret. Before she died, she still read Shang Wei'an's name. She said, "Since Shang Wei'an is dead, his sins will be washed away by your blood." Unintentionally repeating Fu Xue's words before he died.

"Then why didn't you kill me?" Thinking of Fu Xue, Shang Weijie's heart was very guilty.

"The master said, back then, you and Shang Wei'an used despicable means to frame her innocence, and killing you would dirty my hands." Wuxin walked out of the sedan chair, and the white dress outlined her perfect figure, which looked particularly enchanting in this bloodstain.

"Actually, I really wanted to marry her and really loved her, but I was too young and eager to do it at that time, and I didn't want to cause her to go down the wrong path, I regret it." Shang Weijie was already in tears. (To be continued......)