Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"A kind of sword energy developed while practicing the Iron Chewing Technique."

"what?"

Victoria Song exclaimed, and asked worriedly, "Then you, you won't become a fat man too, will you?"

"No, those side effects have no effect on me."

"That's good!" Victoria breathed a sigh of relief, then crossed her arms and pondered, "Actually, it doesn't seem so bad for you to become a fat man."

Song Xuan: “?”

"Hehe!" Victoria Song laughed and said, "Didn't you say before that the peak welcomes false supporters, and the dusk witnesses devout believers.

I'm actually very curious, if you really become a fat man and not as handsome as you are now, will those women who admire you still have any feelings for you? "

Song Xuan touched his chin and said, "What you said seems to make sense. How about I die first and see if anyone is willing to remain a widow for me?"

"Pah, pah, pah!" Victoria Song rolled her eyes, "What are you talking about?!"

"Ha ha!"

With his strength improved, Song Xuan was in a good mood. After chatting and laughing for a while, the brother and sister went down the mountain and into the city.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Victoria Song had a delicious meal in Zuixianju and stretched comfortably.

She has been a foodie since she was a child and loves delicious food very much. During her one-month retreat in the mountains, she spent most of her time picking some wild fruits to satisfy her hunger, and she was already very greedy.

After eating and drinking, it was already dark and it started to rain outside. Victoria yawned and said, "Brother, I'm going back to my room to rest. Let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to say!"

Song Xuan nodded, stood in front of the window, looked at the rain outside, and couldn't help but stare for a moment.

Ever since he advanced to the Xiantian realm, Song Xuan has become extremely sensitive to murderous intent.

The moon was dark and the wind was strong, with rain still falling in the sky. However, even the continuous drizzle could not cover up the faint murderous intent hidden in the streets outside.

Song Xuan smiled slightly, and his figure flashed and landed outside the window. Because of the rain, there were very few people on the street. Even if there were a few passers-by, they were all holding umbrellas and leaving in a hurry.

"Chestnuts, fragrant and sweet sugar-roasted chestnuts!"

At the corner of the street, a hunched old woman was carrying a basket, walking and hawking her wares, coughing from time to time.

She was wearing an old blue linen dress with patches all over it. It was obvious that she lived a very poor life. Even on this rainy night, she had to go out to work for a living.

"Stir-fried chestnuts!"

The old woman hunched over, getting closer and closer to Song Xuan. She looked at him expectantly and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Young man, would you like to buy some sugar-roasted chestnuts? They're freshly baked, fragrant and sweet. Look, they're still steaming."

Song Xuan took a look at the chestnuts that were still steaming. He had to admit that the chestnuts were fried very well indeed. They looked great and had a hint of sweetness.

Song Xuan glanced at her with a half-smile, "Old lady, what's your name?"

The old woman coughed twice and said, "Everyone in the village calls me Grandma Xiong. If you don't mind, you can call me that too, young man."

Song Xuan chuckled twice, "How much do you sell these chestnuts for?"

"It's only ten cents a pound. It's fragrant and sweet. Will you buy some, sir?" Grandma Xiong's voice was pleading, as if her family urgently needed her to make money.

Seeing that Song Xuan didn't say anything, she continued, "If you don't believe me, you can try one first. If it's not sweet or fragrant, I won't charge you."

"Okay!"

Song Xuan looked completely unsuspecting. He picked up a chestnut from the basket, peeled it, and put it directly into his mouth.

"how is the taste?"

Grandma Xiong looked expectant.

"It's really fragrant and sweet. I have to say, old man, your skill in roasting chestnuts is really good, but..."

"But what?"

"But the poison in your chestnut is a bit strong. Others mix poison into chestnuts, but you stuffed a chestnut into the poison. The poison is too strong and destroys the original fragrance of the chestnut."

Grandma Xiong was stunned, a little incredulous. "Young man, you're about to die, and you still care whether the chestnuts taste good or not?"

"Why not?"

Song Xuan looked calm and said with a smile, "It would be a shame to waste chestnuts that look so good."

Granny Xiong was filled with emotion. "You're the first person to praise the taste of my chestnuts. Those who ate my chestnuts all cursed at me before they died. This is the first time I've met someone as calm as you.

What a pity! If I had known you had such good judgment, I wouldn’t have killed you. Oh, what a pity…”

Song Xuan smiled, and under Grandma Xiong's astonished gaze, he picked up another chestnut, peeled it, put it in his mouth, and savored it leisurely.

Seeing this, Granny Xiong's face showed kindness. "Eat, eat more. It's better for you to go on your journey after you're full. You don't have to starve to death."

After eating three chestnuts in a row, Song Xuan clapped his hands and said, "Your chestnuts are really poisonous. I estimate that the poison in one chestnut can kill 20 to 30 strong men. It's a bit of a waste to use so much poison just to kill me!"

Even if Grandma Xiong was slow to react, she noticed something was wrong at this moment. She tapped the ground with her toes and quickly retreated, wanting to leave.

But the next moment, a slender and powerful hand was pressed on her shoulder.

"Auntie Gongsun, where are you going?"

Chapter 131: I have no other skills, my main skill is being obedient

Hearing the name Gongsun Da Niang, the old woman who called herself Grandma Xiong's expression changed, "You know me?"

Song Xuan smiled. "Not only do I know you, I also know that Gongsun Da Niang always likes to kill people when the moon is full. However, today is not a full moon, and we have never met before. Why do you want to kill me?"

After her identity was exposed, Gongsun Da Niang no longer concealed it. She straightened her hunched body and uttered a sweet voice like a silver bell.

"Even if Madam Gongsun wants to kill someone, she doesn't necessarily have to do it on a full moon night. Since you know me, you should also know that I kill people when I'm in a good mood, and I kill people when I'm in a bad mood.

"Sir, we have no grudges against each other, but we happened to run into each other, and seeing the prey, I was so excited that I wanted to kill someone!"

To put it simply, this woman kills people based on her mood. When she wants to kill someone, she randomly chooses a lucky person. Song Xuan was lucky today and was chosen by this person.

This is also the reason why Song Xuan is unwilling to let Song Qian wander around the world alone.

Because there are many psychopaths like Gongsun Da Niang in the world who want to kill people for no reason.

With a giggle, Gongsun Da Niang's shoulder, which was being held down by Song Xuan, suddenly seemed to collapse. Her entire body shrank by half. Her petite body rolled over like a fox and actually avoided Song Xuan's suppression.

"Oh?"

Song Xuan suddenly became interested. No wonder she could kill anyone she wanted. This woman really had some abilities.

Gongsun Da Niang moved away at high speed and swung the basket. The chestnuts inside shot out like a violent storm, but Song Xuan simply flicked his sleeves, and a gust of wind was raised from the ground, blowing the chestnuts away.

Then, he looked at the woman who no longer had the hunchback and whose movements were nimble and light, and said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Use whatever skills you have, or you'll regret not using them well in the underworld!"

"Young Master is really confident!"

Gongsun Da Niang chuckled and waved her arms. With a flash of cold light, two daggers flew out from her sleeves.

The ends of the daggers were wrapped with two bright ribbons, and as Gongsun Da Niang directed them with her arms, they kept shuttling through the air like two flying swords.

Seeing this scene, Song Xuan inexplicably thought of a poem by Du Fu.

"In the past there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun, whose sword dance moved the whole world."

From an aesthetic point of view, Gongsun Da Niang's attack method is undoubtedly extremely beautiful, as beautiful as magnificent art, which makes people marvel.

Of course, no matter how beautiful it is, the sharp sword light condensed at the tip of the short sword is also extremely terrifying. Not everyone can watch it casually like Song Xuan.

The two daggers shuttled back and forth, but they could not hit Song Xuan. At this moment, Song Xuan was like a phantom without substance. Every time the dagger shuttled past, it only pierced a residual shadow.

After attacking more than ten times in a row, Gongsun Da Niang began to retreat.

After a brief confrontation, she realized that the young man opposite her was much stronger than her, and if she didn't leave now, she might not be able to leave.

At that moment, her light body flipped in the air, and her whole body was like a breeze, about to completely blend into the wind and leave this place.

Just the next moment.

There was a clang of a long sword being unsheathed, and then the sword light resounded in the night like a dragon's roar. The sword light was like thunder and a startled wild goose, and the sword stabbed towards Gongsun Da Niang's eyebrows.

The sword light had not yet arrived, but the terrifying momentum in the sword light had already impacted Gongsun Da Niang, causing her tattered green clothes to shatter, revealing a bright and gorgeous dress underneath.

At the same time, the old human skin mask on her face also shattered, revealing a delicate and beautiful face. She stared at the terrifying sword light that was attacking her, and a rare look of panic appeared on her face.

scoff!

The sound of a long sword piercing through flesh and bones was heard. Song Xuan sheathed the sword with an indifferent look on his face, then turned and left.

Gongsun Da Niang stood there, her eyes dull and lifeless, a little blood light kept appearing between her eyebrows, and her face was filled with disbelief and fear. Until finally, her slender and beautiful body fell to the ground with a thud.

Until her death, she never thought that she had just wanted to kill an interesting person on a whim, but she ended up dying like that.

The rain was falling softly, and under the dark night sky, only the pair of red shoes on her feet seemed extremely dazzling.

Gongsun Da Niang has a great reputation in the Mingzhou martial arts world and is ranked among the top five female masters.

This person has many aliases. Some famous female masters in the martial arts world, such as the female butcher, the Five Poison Lady, the Jade-faced Rakshasa, the Thousand-armed Guanyin, and the just-mentioned Grandma Bear, are all her aliases when she travels around the world.

This woman not only has many aliases, but is also one of the masterminds behind the assassin organization Qingyi Tower. She also has her own underworld force called Red Shoes.

The Red Shoes gathers many female masters in the martial arts world, all of them are beautiful, with strong martial arts skills and excellent acting skills.

Lu Xiaofeng was tricked by Song Xuan into becoming his subordinate. His favorite woman, Xue Bing, is the eighth sister in the Red Shoes Organization.

In general, Gongsun Da Niang is a daughter of heaven with strength, ambition, means and beauty. She is by no means comparable to women like Lin Xian'er who have no advantages other than her beauty.

But so what? For Song Xuan, no matter how talented or beautiful you are, since you are trying to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed.

Even if you are a fairy in the sky, standing on the opposite side of life and death, he will kill you without blinking an eye.

The enemy is the enemy, regardless of gender, age or status!

.....

"came back?"

After returning to Zuixianju, Victoria Song, who had said she was going to rest, was standing at the door of the restaurant, looking at him with a smile.

Song Xuan smiled and said, "It's getting late, go back and rest early."

"Oh!" Victoria Song puffed up her cheeks. "Next time you encounter this kind of situation, remember to call me. I also want to test how powerful I am!"

Song Xuan nodded, "Next time, this woman is too poisonous, not suitable for you to practice with!"

Song Qian curled her lips and watched her brother return to his room. She flashed and in a few moments she arrived in front of Gongsun Da Niang who was lying in a pool of blood.

Looking at the other person's body, she sighed twice, "What a beautiful girl, she is no less beautiful than me.

My brother is really cruel. He killed such a beautiful girl. It's a bit of a pity."

She said it was a pity, but there was no sympathy on her face, and her eyes were cold.

You deserve to die for daring to murder her brother!

After taking a closer look and making sure the other person was dead, Victoria Song turned and left. This time, she rarely searched the corpse for secrets.

My brother said that this woman is too poisonous, it’s better not to touch her!

She has no other skills, her main strength is being obedient.

Chapter 132: Qingyi Building Owner, Huo Xiu

The next morning, outside the city.

In a relatively remote manor, several beautiful women were gathered together, each with a look of panic and helplessness on their faces, looking at a corpse lying on the bed.

The corpse was exactly that of Gongsun Da Niang, and these people were members of the Red Shoes Organization.

"Auntie is dead!"

The woman who spoke had a veil on her face, so her features could not be seen clearly, but judging from her slim and well-proportioned figure, she must be a very beautiful woman.

"Last night, when my mother didn't come home, I felt uneasy and sneaked into the city to look for her. I found her body on the long street shrouded in rain."

"Who killed her?" a woman wearing a black mask asked in a hoarse voice.

"I don't know!"

The veiled woman shook her head and said, "With your martial arts skills, there are only a few people in the entire Mingzhou who can kill her.

"And she died by a sword, pierced through her eyebrows. In the entire Mingzhou martial arts world, there are even fewer who could kill her with a sword."

Someone said, "Auntie's Qinggong is among the best in the martial arts world.

Last year, Yao Yue, the young master of Yihua Palace, one of the holy places of martial arts, had a brief fight with the old lady when he was traveling from Mingzhou to the imperial capital.