Chapter 1163 A Lazy Toad
"I take money to solve problems, that's all." The man in black standing on the high wall smiled. "How much is this female knight-errant, is she worthy of marriage?"
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The sharp turn was so fast that no one could react in time.
Song Chunxue frowned. "In a few years, I'll be a great-grandmother, don't you think?"
"Is your husband still alive? If not, come to Mount Dalang and become a pair of reclusive immortals with me in this chaotic world..."
"Are you crazy?" Song Chunxue couldn't stand it anymore. "Since you've already said that, I'm going to fight you today."
"etc……"
Song Chunxue gave him no chance to refuse, holding both swords in her hands at the same time.
Zhang Chengxuan instinctively stepped back. He was sweating for the man, thinking he would be sliced into noodles, or rather, sliced meat.
"Master, aren't you going to go and stop them?" Tu Dan'er nudged his master with his shoulder and said mischievously, "I'm worried that someone might die and this house will become a haunted house."
“They’re tough and don’t care about this, so we’d better not meddle.” Zhang Chengxuan rubbed his forehead. “We can’t stay here tonight. Why don’t we leave early and find somewhere else to stay?”
Who knows how long Song Chunxue will fight with them?
The group of people who had fought with them earlier blocked their way, preventing them from leaving.
"What are you doing?"
"We...we have nowhere to go. The sect leader just tried to kill us. Going back will only mean certain death..."
"Then run, run far away." At this point, Zhang Chengxuan hesitated and asked, "Your sect leader, could it be that he left some kind of leverage over you, or perhaps he cast some kind of curse on you?"
The men in black who had been so aggressive and menacing just moments before now lowered their heads.
"It's because he drank a kind of poison, a secret recipe, and he needs to take an antidote every month."
Zhang Chengxuan sighed softly, "Then I can't help you. Let's talk about it after my junior brother defeats him."
He had seen many martial arts organizations, but those silver needles just now were truly meant to kill them.
He couldn't just stand by and watch someone die.
“The three of you go find an inn outside…” Zhang Chengxuan said, “It’s going to be quite a hassle. I believe your junior brother won’t lose. Have someone bring some hot water and go to sleep early.”
"Yes, Master." Tu Dan'er tugged at Chang Yun's arm. "Come on, let's go check on the kitchen."
"Don't pull me, you're too strong. How can Wuji withstand you?" Changyun sighed. "Speaking of which, I miss the two of them. It's better to train together. Now that we're scattered, it feels like we're really growing up."
“We’re not young anymore, almost thirty, it’s time to stand on our own.” Tu Dan’er felt a little anxious when he mentioned Wuji, like an itch that he couldn’t quite hit. “I heard his family is going to arrange a marriage for him so he can have an heir and keep the family line going. I wonder what kind of girl he will marry.”
Changfeng stood beside Zhang Chengxuan, watching his master beat the man into retreat.
"Are you still talking nonsense?" Song Chunxue pointed the tip of her sword at his mouth. "Say it again, and I'll spare your dog's life."
The man in front of me was wearing a hollowed-out mask, but it wasn't attractive; in fact, it couldn't quite cover his increasingly chubby face.
“Your swordsmanship is superb, and this sword is quite unique. Let me repeat myself, don’t get excited,” he raised his arm, “I humbly admit defeat and beg you to spare my life.”
Seeing his fake smile, Song Chunxue dared not let her guard down.
The man before me was no gentleman; he had genuinely intended to kill his men in the courtyard.
Out of consideration for accompanying her in sword practice, she didn't want to kill them.
And this person didn't hesitate at all.
Suddenly, a cold light shot towards her face.
Wuyou rushed forward, and Song Chunxue grabbed the Overlord Sword, slamming it hard into his back as he jumped up to escape.
She struck his back with the entire blade of the sword, and the next moment, Song Chunxue pressed him to the ground with the sword in her hand.
"You... how could you be so fast?" The man said in despair, "Please spare me, heroine! I was blind to your greatness."
Song Chunxue stomped on his foot hard. "Did Wang Jian bribe you to take our lives?"
"Yes, that's him. We've worked together many times before. I never expected you to be so skilled, lady. You must be from a reputable sect. May I ask which one you are... Ouch!"
Song Chunxue tightened her grip, "It seems you're not from a reputable sect, but rather a bandit from that place."
"No, it's really not..." the person on the ground cried out weakly, "Sect Leader Yue, help me, Sect Leader Yue!"
"Brother Yue, if you don't come soon, I'll die! We agreed on this before..."
Yue Zhou, the sect leader who was hiding in the shadows trying to escape, jumped onto the wall with some embarrassment.
He smiled and greeted them with a bitter expression, "I never expected to meet you in such a setting. Please forgive my predicament, my brother here is the head of Dalang Mountain, who manages about a hundred people. In recent years, the sect has declined, so he has taken on jobs from the foot of the mountain to make a living. Meeting you Taoist priests is just his retribution."
The person on the ground throbbed a few times, arguing red-faced, "Yue Zhou, how could you ruin my reputation like this? I am, after all..."
Sect Leader Yue raised his hand and cast a silencing spell on him, then nodded awkwardly to Song Chunxue.
"Sect Leader Yue, how have you been?" Song Chunxue hadn't expected that this Sect Leader Yue was actually the leader of the Great Sword Sect.
She turned to look at Zhang Chengxuan. Since they were old acquaintances, she would leave it to her senior brother to handle.
She doesn't like making small talk with people she's not very familiar with anymore; it's too much trouble.
It's better to fight.
"Sect Leader Yue," Zhang Chengxuan stepped forward, "I never expected the world to be so small, that we would meet here. Since none of us have suffered any losses, let's just call it quits."
Sect Leader Yue nodded with a forced smile. He knew that the divine sword from a year ago had been taken by them, and Hua Biao was truly unlucky to have met them.
"But there's something I need to clarify: is he still determined to kill all his subordinates?"
Sect Leader Yue paused for a moment, then helped Hua Biao up from the ground. "Then let's ask him."
The next moment, Hua Biao was able to speak, "My people are my rules. What, you're still planning to redeem them?"
He said irritably, "This deal failed, I not only suffered heavy losses, but I also can't deal with them anymore..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked by Sect Leader Yue.
"These two are the ones who took the sword from Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. Brother Hua, please be more polite and don't cause yourself any trouble," Sect Leader Yue said in a deep voice. "Since you don't want it anymore, then give them the antidote and let them go."
"Why should I!"
Song Chunxue pressed the Overlord Sword against his neck, "You lost."
Hua Biao's face was grim, and after a moment he looked at Song Chunxue with a hint of unease.
"You're truly amazing, heroine! Your attire and movements are truly extraordinary. Would you like to..."
"Master Song, I know he has the antidote on him. Just take it." With that, Sect Leader Yue grabbed Hua Biao's hand and said through gritted teeth, "If you don't want to die, do as I say."
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