She ran away in such a hurry that day that she didn't have anything except a few pieces of jewelry she carried with her. Now, the money she got from selling the jewelry was running low, so she had to find a way. It didn't matter if she starved to death, but she couldn't.
No matter whether the children live or die.
"Mom, I have to go out for some things. You guys will wait at home after dinner. Don't leave, you know? Especially Feng'er. You are the brother. You have to take good care of your sister. If there is an emergency, just call Aunt Zhang next door.
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"Don't worry, mother, Feng'er knows."
Looking at her well-behaved son, Murong Yue felt a little warm in her heart, then she tidied up briefly, locked the door and headed straight outside.
There is a small mountain range in the northern suburbs of Sioux City. It is only a few dozen miles long, but it is lush and green, and the scenery is extremely beautiful. This mountain is named Xuanyue Mountain, and it is the most popular outing place for men and women in the city.
Located on the top of the main peak of Xuanyue Mountain, there is the Xuanyue Temple, which is not well-known in Sioux City. However, in the eyes of people in the world, it is a very famous place. It is not because of how majestic this temple is.
How efficacious God is. This is because the master of this temple, Xuan Jing, is very skilled in martial arts and is one of the best in the entire Sioux City area.
Ordinary people don't understand this and don't even bother to go to Taoist temples to worship. However, as the former daughter of the Murong family and the young lady of the Su family, Murong Yue naturally knows everything about it.
After leaving her residence, she went straight to the Xuanyue Mountains without any delay, and then hurried directly towards the peak.
At the top of the peak, Xuanyue Temple, in a room somewhere.
The owner of the temple, Master Xuan Jing, was meditating silently when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside.
"Master, Miss Murong is here."
"Murong Yue!" Xuan Jing's face changed slightly, and he glanced at a hanging curtain in the distance, and then said,
"Bring her here."
"Disciple, take your orders." Someone replied from outside, and then they drifted away. Until a moment later, the footsteps started again, and the disciple had returned again.
"Yue'er pays homage to Master Xuan Jing." After entering the room, Murong Yue immediately knelt down on the ground and saluted.
"Miss Murong, please don't be so generous, please get up quickly."
"Yue'er has something to ask of me, I hope the real person can answer it." Murong Yue ignored it and still knelt down.
"You go down first." Master Xuanjing's eyes flickered, and then he gave instructions to the female disciple on the side. After the latter left and the door closed, he continued,
"Don't kneel down. If you have anything to do, let's talk about it. As long as you can agree to it, I will do my best."
However, Murong Yue still did not get up and continued: "The Su family and the Murong family have suffered a great disaster. Yue'er has no choice but to ask the real person for help."
"Old Madam Murong is a frequent visitor to this concept, and you can be regarded as a poor person who grew up watching it. Therefore, although some of her words are a bit cruel, I still want to advise you to let go of what you should. Otherwise, it will definitely lead to more troubles.
A big disaster."
"A bigger disaster!" Hearing this, Murong Yue smiled miserably, her family had already been destroyed, how could a bigger disaster be possible?
"I'm sorry, I can't let go of Yue'er."
"What about your children? Have you considered the consequences?"
"Ten years is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Yue'er can afford to wait. When his children grow up, he will have no worries anymore." Murong Yue had obviously made up her mind and said resolutely.
"Idiot!" Master Xuanjing sighed softly, thinking of the tragic situation of the two families, no wonder the other party was so determined.
"The Tianlang Mountain Range is unfathomable, and there is nothing I can do about it. However, if you are really perseverant, I have a way. However, you may have to pay a certain price."
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As he spoke, he slowly opened a drawer behind him and took out a dark wooden box. After opening it, an ancient book with a yellowish appearance was revealed.
"Pindao asks again, have you really decided?"
"My mind is made up."
"Okay." Master Xuanjing stopped persuading, and then handed the ancient book in his hand to the front,
"This... this is a special skill that Pindao got by chance in the past. It's called "Girls Shura Jue". This skill has no age limit, and the speed of practice is extremely fast, and the lethality is even more amazing. It is just suitable for your conditions.
.However, there is a huge drawback, that is, those who practice this skill will continue to burn their lifespan..."
"Another point is that the Tianlang Mountain Range is unfathomable, and dozens of leaders are all strong men in the Blood Exchange Realm. There are even rumors that a Wolf Lord was born there again half a year ago, and his cultivation may have reached the peak of the Blood Exchange Realm, and is even expected to be
Break through Xiantian. If your enemy is him, give up your desire for revenge as soon as possible."
"Thank you, Master, for giving me the magic. My little lady is willing to try it." Murong Yue clenched the ancient book in her hand and replied immediately without any hesitation.
"In that case, let's get up." Master Xuanjing said again,
"Although you have never been exposed to martial arts practice, you have been reading poetry and books since you were a child, and you are very smart. It will not be too difficult to get started. In the next few days, you will come here every day, and Pindao will explain the mysteries to you one by one..." p>
Time passed slowly, and Murong Yue said goodbye and left. Master Xuan Jing suddenly looked cold and said:
"I have done everything you asked me to do, can you let me go to Xuanyue Guan?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black light shot out and fell into his arms, but it was a jade bottle that was about an inch tall.
"I would like to advise you, be sure not to get into trouble, otherwise you will not be able to bear the consequences. From now on, I will send someone the antidote every year, so you can take care of yourself." A hoarse voice sounded from behind the curtain, and then disappeared.<
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Murong Yue was just as Xuan Jing said, with an intelligent mind and extremely high understanding. It took less than half a month to officially start the practice. After that, she no longer went to Xuanyue Temple, but practiced alone at her own home. In addition, she also has to spare a lot of time to go out to work, wash clothes, cook, be a prostitute, etc., as long as a serious woman can do it, she will not despise it, in order to make a living and provide the needs for cultivation. For a Jinyi who has been in the toilet since she was a child
For a wealthy daughter of Yushi, it is naturally difficult.
Failure to do well is just one of them, just learn slowly. The key is safety. A beautiful single woman living with a pair of children, and having to show her face, will naturally encounter endless covetous people. Especially here is a slum, with three religions and nine schools, dragons and dragons.
Snakes are mixed together, and there are countless gangs of various sizes, so naturally there will be constant trouble.
Murong Yue, who was in this situation, did not dare to relax at all, and had to be extremely vigilant almost all the time. One mistake could lead to an irreversible outcome.
Being cautious day and night, dealing with people from all walks of life, made her physically and mentally exhausted. However, every time she couldn't hold on any longer, she saw a pair of children and thought of the blood feud on them, so she gritted her teeth and endured.
Fortunately, after spending the first few years, my life experience gradually increased, and with the continuous practice of "Girl Shura Jue", I also gained some self-protection strength, and gradually adapted to it.
In this way, ten years have passed.
In the past ten years, Murong Yue has experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, and her temperament has changed drastically from the inside out. She no longer has the weakness of the past, and has become vigorous and resolute.
In the past ten years, a pair of children have grown up. The son Mo Feng passed the imperial examination and passed the high school, and the daughter Mo Ling got married. Especially when it became clear that Mo Feng was promising, some of the past connections between the Su family and the Murong family gradually recovered.<
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In the past ten years, Murong Yue has been practicing hard, exercising, and exchanging blood, until she reached the peak of blood transfusion. Of course, the cost was also huge, but in her thirties, her appearance was still as beautiful as before, but her temples had changed.
The snow is white.
Ten years later, on the third day of Mo Feng's wedding, Murong Yue left a letter and left. It was not until the sky was getting dark and the couple returned home that they learned the news.
After reading the contents of the letter, Mo Feng fell silent. He knew clearly that despite the passage of ten years, the hatred in his mother's heart not only did not disappear, but became stronger.
In fact, he wasn't. Even though he was still young at the time, he still had some vague memories. Especially that night, the silhouette of his father's back when he was covering their escape is still impressive to this day.
It's a pity that both he and his younger sister will be forced to the ground by their mother to swear a poisonous oath every year when they pay homage to their relatives in the two houses. In this life, they must take it as their own responsibility to reproduce children and continue the bloodline of the Mo family, and they must never mention a word of revenge.
Otherwise, the hundreds of grievances of the Su family and the Murong family will not be able to rest in peace.
Murong Yue practiced martial arts for ten years and her strength increased rapidly, but she strictly prohibited her children from contacting martial arts. This was also the purpose.
Therefore, when he saw the letter left by his mother, Mo Feng had mixed feelings in his heart. Now he has just stepped into the officialdom, everything is still very immature, and he only has deep powerlessness facing the Tianlang Mountains.
"Husband..." The wife on the side looked at the other person's tightly clenched fists and called softly with some worry.
"Mom, she has some personal matters and needs to leave for a while. It's okay." He slowly loosened his fist and Mo Feng forced himself to smile.
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The Tianlang Mountains are a large mountain range with a length of thousands of miles.
It not only has a vast depth and complex terrain, but also has countless strange valleys and dangerous peaks, as well as high mountains and dense forests, making it a rare place to hide troops.
It is precisely because of this that the bandits here have been able to stay for hundreds of years, and even the government has a headache. Therefore, this is the first choice refuge for countless criminals in the world. Anyone who enters the Tianlang Mountains will not be able to escape.
Will be wanted by the government again.
Of course, this is not a paradise. Instead, it is an extremely cruel place. Nine out of ten people who enter here will not stay long and will either flee in a hurry or die.
The only people who can really survive here are ruthless characters, wild wolves that eat sheep.
Tianlang Mountains, Qifeng Valley.
This is the largest valley on the outskirts of the mountain range, where countless desperadoes from all over the world come to escape. Therefore, a large number of businesses have been spawned, making it extremely prosperous.
Of course, it is not ordinary people who can open a store here. The huge interests involved have long been divided and controlled by dozens of leaders in the Sirius Mountain Range.
Today, a 'fat sheep' came to the Qifeng Valley again, and it was a graceful and downright beautiful ewe. The moment it entered the valley, it instantly attracted the attention of countless people.
Wearing a black cloak, a tight-fitting black skirt, a black veil on her face, and holding a long sword with a black sheath in her hand. Her graceful figure and elegant footwork are like a floating cloud.
So come here.
There has never been a shortage of beauties in the Tianlang Mountains, but very few possess such dignified and elegant temperament, which immediately ignited the inner desire of countless people.
"Wait a minute, why does this little beauty come to the Tianlang Mountains?" A skinny man with a wretched appearance and two scimitars in his hands suddenly jumped out and raised his hand to block the way.
"Get out of the way!" A cold voice came from the veil, unhurried, not slow, and extremely calm.
"Huh? The little beauty is quite bold. What if my brother doesn't get out of the way?" The wretched man chuckled, but subconsciously clenched the two knives in his hands. Based on the calm attitude of the other party, he must not be an ordinary person.<
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"If you don't get out of the way, then you will die..." Before she finished speaking, the woman had already moved, and a cold light flashed by. Before the wretched man could react, he stood there for an instant, and the next moment, he
He fell to the ground with a plop, and a tiny wound opened in his throat at some point, and blood slowly seeped out.
"Hiss..."
The lightning-fast shooting speed shocked everyone present.
That wretched man's gangster nickname was "Ghost Sword". He was a warrior in the early stage of blood exchange. His pair of scimitars were like ghosts and extremely fast. As a result, he couldn't even take a single move in the woman's hands.
Strong! Not ordinary strong. This woman's cultivation has probably reached the mid-to-late stage of blood exchange, or even the peak. Moreover, her swordsmanship is unpredictable and her methods are even more ruthless. It is obviously not the first time she has killed someone.
It is true that everyone is a desperado, but it is not true that they are not afraid of death. Faced with such a ruthless character, naturally no one dares to step forward and offend.
Seeing the woman's back gradually walking towards the depths of the valley, everyone couldn't help but start talking.
It seems that I have never heard of a strange woman with a high level of cultivation and advanced swordsmanship. Could she be a disciple from that sect? Or maybe she comes from a certain martial arts family?
Regardless of the comments of the crowd behind her, the woman at this time had already walked near a certain inn. Her cold eyes under her cloak glanced at her, and then she walked towards the lobby.
"Does the distinguished guest stay at the hotel or at the hotel?"
"Give me a room to stay quieter."
"Okay, distinguished guest, please come with me."
After a while, the woman had entered a guest room. She took a closer look at the environment inside, and was quite satisfied. She threw a piece of silver to the waiter and asked him to leave.
The room suddenly became quiet, and the woman took off her cloak and veil, revealing an alluring face. It was none other than Murong Yue. The two dazzling white patches on her temples were extremely conspicuous.
"Sirian Mountains, I'm here." He murmured in his mouth, then reached into his chest and took out a thick stack of paper, which was all densely covered with words.
She had visited Xuanyue Temple half a year ago, and these were given to her by Master Xuanjing, who had specially collected a lot of information about the Tianlang Mountains over the years, which even involved many unknown secrets.
The importance of this information can be imagined, and the difficulty of collecting it is definitely not low. At least it is much more detailed than the information she has asked for in the past ten years.
She even had the illusion that Master Xuan Jing must have lived in the Tianlang Mountains for a long time, right? How come he knew all the leaders' techniques, flaws, personal preferences, etc. p>
"Soul Burial Ridge, Blood Knife Gang, Fifth Wolf Cave, five hundred bandits, leader Chen Zifeng, late stage of blood exchange, deputy leader Zhang Yang, early stage of blood exchange..." Looking at the information on the paper, Murong Yue's crystal eyes instantly burst with emotion.
Endless murderous intent,
"Chen Zifeng has been free for ten years. It's time to pay back this huge blood debt."