It turned out that Shangguan Feiyan had joined forces with the former Kongkong Shangguan Mu, now known as Huo Xiu, the richest man in the world, to get rid of the other two and seize the treasure left by the Jinpeng Empire.

The last two former ministers died, Shangguan Feiyan died at the hands of Huo Xiu, and Huo Xiu was trapped in a deserted underground palace.

After Shu Ange received the plot, he pressed his temples with his hand.

The breeze was light, the breeze was filled with the faint and sweet fragrance of flowers, and in the distance, silver and white shiny fish jumped out of the water.

This is the first time Shu Ange has done a task related to the world of Chinese martial arts, people are people in the book, but hatred is hatred in the world.

In it, Shangguan Danfeng is just a soul who was killed first before he appeared.

But in the memory that Shu Ange received, Shangguan Danfeng was a flesh-and-blood girl with a bright personality and a hatred of the country and family.

When she died, she was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and her life was full of hope.

Shangguan Danfeng's biggest obsession is to avenge his father and complete the restoration of the Jinpeng Dynasty at the same time.

It was a faraway place, a hometown she had never set foot in.

Revenge is actually very simple, even if Shu Ange doesn't do it, Shangguan Danfeng and Huo Xiu will also die, and now it is difficult to recover the homeland.

If you want to restore the country, you have to recruit troops, and retrieving the treasures of the Jinpeng Dynasty is the fastest way.

If there are no accidents, Shangguan Feiyan will seek the help of Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou as in the plot prompt, and Lu Xiaofeng will ask Ximen Fuxue for help.

After thinking about it, Shu Ange decided to go to Wanmei Villa and find Ximen Blowing Snow before Lu Xiaofeng.

Why don't you go to Lu Xiaofeng? Shu Ange doesn't like to come into contact with the merciless wanderers everywhere, not to mention Lu Xiaofeng's whereabouts.

According to the legend of the rivers and lakes, Ximen Blowing Snow only goes out of Wanmei Villa four times a year, and she rushed to it at this time, and he may not have gone out yet.

Haruka remembers that the first appearance of Ximen Fuxue in the ancient dragon book was to avenge a person he had never met.

He acted treacherously, was the number one swordsman in the world, and was obsessed with swordsmanship all his life.

Coincidentally, Shu Ange is also a sword lover, and her swordsmanship is not bad. If Ximen Fuxue liked the Overlord Gun or the Amorous Ring, she might hesitate.

But what he likes is swords, and Shu Ange believes that he will be willing to be friends with her.

Shangguan Danfeng didn't know where Wanmei Villa was, and Shu Ange naturally didn't know either, but someone always knew.

This is the world of martial arts, and it is also a world where secrets are hidden everywhere and there are no secrets everywhere.

If you want to hear the news, it is very simple, one is to buy it with money, the second is to help people do things, and the third is to put the sword directly on the neck of the insider.

The third method is rude, but for Shu Ange, who is penniless, this is about the only method she can use at the moment.

Embroidered shoes are stained with dust, clothes are slightly torn, there are no long things, and there are no defenses, Shu Ange at this time looks like a weak woman with a beautiful appearance.

She walked slowly in the mountain road, originally thinking about how to make money, but came to face a Taoist riding a donkey, holding a whisk in his hand, wearing a greasy Taoist robe and a lotus crown, and there were dark blue coats on both sides of the donkey.

Shu Ange glanced at it, the Taoist priest was about forty years old, with a green stubble on his chin, a pair of eyes half-closed, and a pointed mouth and chin.

The Taoist priest opened his eyes in a trance, and saw a little lady walking on the mountain road, he smiled, and a pair of small eyes showed a fine light, which made Shu Ange very uncomfortable like a needle.

When the two were less than a foot apart, the man suddenly said: "Little lady, where are you going, let the old Taoist calculate a hexagram for you, when can you add a noble son." ”

These words were Chi Guoguo's teasing, Shu Ange's face sank, and he glanced at the Taoist priest coldly: "You can calculate when you will enter the coffin." ”

wants to take advantage of her, Shu Ange has never lost a quarrel with someone.

The Taoist priest listened to her yellow warbler's voice like a valley, his bones were almost crispy, he smiled, put down the dust, pulled out his sword, and jumped down from the little donkey.

He held the sword loosely, smiled lewdly, and approached Shu Ange step by step: "I haven't met such a tender and delicious little girl for a long time, you might as well obey me, so as not to suffer hardship." ”

What is self-defeating, this is it.

Before the sword in the hand of the Taoist priest with an obscene face touched Shu Ange, she snatched the sword away with lightning speed.

This person dressed as a Taoist priest, but in fact he was a real flower thief, after being robbed of the sword, he shouted: "Wow, it turned out to be a pig and a tiger, your grandfather and I have been crisscrossing the southwest for so long, and there are eighteen beauties who have been picked, and I have never suffered such a loss!" ”

It's good that he didn't say this, Shu Ange heard that this fake Taoist priest turned out to be a habitual offender of picking flowers, so he immediately did not hesitate, and directly sealed his throat with a sword, resulting in this person's life.

The fake Taoist priest was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, looking like he was dead.

In the martial arts world, killing and being killed are common things, and Shu Ange doesn't have much insight.

This person has committed so many flower-picking cases, he should be a wanted criminal in the imperial court, Shu Ange directly threw his body on the side of the road, and waited for the passing travelers to find out and report to the official.

Shu Ange took off the blanket on both sides from the little donkey, and after opening it, he took away the broken silver and silver tickets inside.

There were also many women's purses, handkerchiefs, pearl earrings, jade bracelets, hairpins, etc. in the baggage, Shu Ange put these away in a unified manner, and planned to quietly throw them directly to the county government after arriving in the city.

If there is no accident, the government should return the items to the victim or destroy them outright.

This is a world of the jungle, Shu Ange is very glad that her task entruster this time is good, so that she will not even have the ability to protect herself when facing the bad guys.

Rather than relying on ingenuity to deal with bad guys, she prefers to kill decisively and leave aside those who don't open their eyes.

The fake Taoist priest carried a silver ticket of one hundred taels, and the broken silver was about twenty taels.

After Shu Ange arrived in the city, he went to the ready-to-wear shop to buy clothes, and then went to the weapons shop to buy a sword.

The original owner has a beautiful appearance, which is easy to attract the covetousness of the gangsters, and there are many people in the city, Shu Ange doesn't want to have more rights and wrongs, so he bought a curtain fence and put it on.

In this era, the children of the rivers and lakes are happy to enmity and hatred, everyone is beautiful and stays in the attic, and the chivalrous women walk the rivers and lakes and show their heads.

There are no more or no more girls like Shu Ange who wear curtain fences, but there are few who are as slender as her.

When ordinary people see the Jianghu people with swords on their waists, they always have to avoid the upper three points, the swords have no eyes, who knows when these Jianghu people will draw their swords and face each other.

There are not many cities and shops, and the sword that Shu Ange bought is only made of mortal iron, and it is naturally difficult to compare with the famous divine weapons on the rivers and lakes.

The streets are full of people, hawkers are happily doing business, and the stalls selling fried chestnuts and sugar people exude an attractive fragrance.