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Chapter 269 The Ghost Turns the Mill for Mrs. Richelieu of the Silver League 1

Chapter 269: Ghost Turmoil (Additional update 1 for Mrs. Richelieu of the Silver Alliance)

The mule cart rumbled through the mountains and forests at an unhurried speed, and the mules' hooves stepped on the gravel, making a "ta-da" sound.

There was a little silence in the carriage, and then the lady laughed:

"Hahaha, big sister, you are so brave!"

The girl was startled for a moment, then raised her slender eyebrows, showing her evil spirit: "Stop talking nonsense, did you tell me your weakness? You organized people to go up immediately, and you have no good intentions towards Zhuoyu Villa."

The lady did not answer, but continued to smile with her sleeves hidden, and said: "Not only are you brave, but you are also very confident. Look, my sons are outside and there is no one around. Even if I have bad intentions, how can you stop me?"

And me?"

The girl stared at her, seeing her smile trembling with flowers, her expression gradually wavering, sometimes suspicious, sometimes relieved, looking hesitant, and said: "Don't you have any ill intentions? The murderous aura in you is really strong."

The lady gradually stopped smiling, stared at her, and said thoughtfully: "So keen... Sister, you have special skills. No wonder you dare to come all the way from Daizhou to Yunzhou alone. It's a thousand-mile journey, so it's not easy.

of."

At this time, a young man's voice in front said: "Madam, is something wrong?"

The lady raised her voice and said, "No, I was having a great time chatting with the older girl."

The young man said, "Yes. I'm outside. Call me if you have something." After saying that, there was silence.

The lady blinked at the girl and said, "Who wants him to be troublesome? Even if we have a little misunderstanding, it will be fine after we talk it over. Look, don't we feel at ease with each other now?"

The girl frowned and said, "You didn't even explain a word, why are you so relieved?"

The lady smiled and said: "I never doubted you from the beginning. You are such an innocent and cheerful girl, how could she be a bad person? As for you, you had doubts about me before, but now you are relieved, right? Just now you

But I suddenly relaxed."

Before the girl could say anything else, the lady had already continued: "But I'm very surprised. You only asked me two questions and I didn't answer. Why didn't you become suspicious yourself? Could it be that in addition to asking questions, you also used

What kind of mind-reading method can you use to see through me? Is it swordsmanship? So, sister, you are a swordsman?"

As she continued talking, the girl suddenly became discouraged, and finally she could only say: "It's swordsmanship. When I asked you just now, if you had malicious intentions, I would definitely know it." By saying this, she admitted that she no longer had any doubts.

The other party looked at me and frowned again, "What about you? Why don't you suspect that I have bad intentions? How do you know that I have dropped my suspicion? You also used sword skills?"

The lady smiled and said, "No. I'm not a swordsman, and I don't know how to use a sword. I really envy you swordsmen, how majestic, powerful, and endlessly versatile you are. The eldest girl is already a swordsman at such an age, and I'm even more envious of you.

As for why I guessed that you are no longer suspicious - I can see it." She tapped her eyes with her fingers. "I have lived a few more years and met more people. Experience is not as good as swordsmanship.

It's magical, but sometimes it's also very convenient. I can tell at a glance that the eldest sister is a good and upright girl, so how could I doubt you?"

Although she was older, her words were still as lively as a little girl's. Coupled with the endless compliments, the girl couldn't stand it any longer and said "uh huh" several times.

Seeing her like this, the lady took the initiative to reach out and hold her hand, and said: "Sister, we are all traveling together and are good friends of Zhuoyu Villa. It is equivalent to us being friends. We are so close to each other, why should we be secretive?

What? My surname is Hua, what about you?"

The girl was not able to be reserved at this point and said: "My surname is Yun, Yun Xiyan. Since my wife's surname is Hua and she has such a temperament, I can think of a person. People in the world call her Huarong..."

The lady said: "That's me. King of Flowers."

Yun Xiyan suddenly realized and said: "It's your fault... your convoy is full of murderous intent. I thought..."

Yunxi Yan came from Daizhou and was invited by Tang Zhao to participate in the sword-making conference. She and Tang Zhao met at the Fu Conference and had a good relationship. She is also a loyal person, so Tang Zhao invited her.

Although we are thousands of miles away, why not come? Not only did we come, but we also showed great concern.

It turns out that there have been rumors about what happened at Zhuoyu Villa for a long time. Although Feitian Cave is remote, it is powerful and has a lot of information. She vaguely heard that Zhuoyu Villa was in trouble, and she was worried for him, thinking that Brother Tang, although

She is smart and capable, but she is still young, and Zhuoyu Villa is a small force. How can she deal with big troubles like Fuhui? It just so happens that she has just become a swordsman, and her power is much stronger than Fuhui, so she came here

At least I can help.

Of course, she had just become a swordsman, and she wanted to try her skills a little bit.

So she hurried over at starry night. Although the journey was far, she came earlier than others. She planned to go up to the mountain to have a look first, but she didn't want to run into Mrs. Huarong and her party.

"But madam, you brought so many things with you from the mountain back to the mountain. What are so many people doing?" Yun Xiyan pointed to the mule cart outside, "The meeting lasts only a few days. Even if you give gifts, will you need so many things? Anyway,

It can’t really be my daughter-in-law’s dowry, right?”

After hearing this, Mrs. Huarong glanced out the window, as if looking at the surrounding situation, and said: "Some of them are gifts, for Mr. Swordsmith, Mr. Tang, and my daughter. But some are gifts.

To be on the defensive.”

Yun Xiyan looked startled and said: "So you have also heard the rumors. I heard that the rumors are very detrimental to Zhuoyu Villa."

Mrs. Huarong said: "It's not that I've heard rumors, I've seen omens. You know that our King of Hell shop is the number one killer organization in the world, specializing in accepting murder commissions. But there is another organization called 'Ghost Turmo'

',Have you heard of it?"

Yun Xiyan said: "I've heard of it. It is an underground organization that accepts various commissions. It accepts all kinds of black and gray commissions such as finding objects, intelligence, smuggling, and black markets... Is that organization related to the King of Hell Store..."

Mrs. Huarong said: "That's not my family's business, but I personally have a small stake in it." She showed her skills and said "small", "So I also have inside information. This month,

That is to say, after the news of the Sword Forging Conference came out, there was a large volume of information about the Sword Forging Conference in Guitoumo. Of course, most of the transactions were between buyers and sellers, and we were just a platform. There was only one mysterious long-term task.

The reward is very high, there are many people accepting it, and the buyer is very mysterious - it is the invitation to the sword-making conference."

Yun Xiyan said "Ah" and felt bad, and said: "But the invitation and the list are in one-to-one correspondence. Only those who match the invitation can go up the mountain. What's the use of collecting them?"

Mrs. Huarong said: "When you see the price, you should know that for such a high price, you are not buying the piece of paper on the invitation, but the identity associated with that piece of paper. As long as you are willing to sell it, it is easy for people to fake it.

.Guituimo also provides fake disguise services. I can’t say it’s perfect, but most people will definitely not be able to tell.”

Yun Xiyan was very angry and said: "In addition to friends, the invitations are from famous people from all over the country, right? How can you sell yourself for money? Can Madam stop this kind of thing?"

Mrs. Huarong sighed: "Gui Tuo Mo is not a one-person business. There must be rules. If each shareholder did not accept the tasks related to Gui Tuo Mo, Gui Tuo Mo's brand would have collapsed long ago. I can get some inside information. It is already very good."

It’s not easy. As for the VIPs at the Sword Forging Conference, many people’s fame actually has a price. It’s just that generally no one bids, so they can’t realize it, which makes them appear to be just superficial. There are also Zhuoyu Villas, they are

In order to save face and restore the reputation of the owner, he invited guests from all over the place and invited too many irrelevant people, which is really dangerous."

Yun Xiyan said: "I heard that it was because there were bad rumors before, so they wanted to make the sword-making meeting bigger... They should really be persuaded."

Mrs. Huarong said: "If you don't want to persuade me, don't persuade me. In addition to the invitation, there is also a big deal about them, which is to buy a map of Zhuoyu Villa. The more detailed the better. The reward is also very generous. Even later,

There are also people who want to form a team to go to Jiugao Mountain for surveying and mapping. I think Zhuoyu Villa has been having a headache these days. Fortunately, this is Yunzhou, and there is Jichun City to block it. However, after such a long time, it is just piecemeal, peripheral

It’s time to figure out the map. The next step is to organize teams of people to climb up the mountain from the outside. A joint internal and external attack is a desperate plan."

Yun Xiyan said unhappily: "How arrogant. You don't take Zhuoyu Villa seriously. Back then, Fu Hui and the others didn't dare to make such a fuss in public. Bullying Zhuoyu Villa is not as powerful as Long Yuan."

Mrs. Huarong said: "There's not much I can do. I sent the news, but I don't know much about it. I don't even know the identity of the person who bought it. I can only give a rough idea. As for myself,

I just took my family and some weapons to defend the city and went up the mountain to help out."

In fact, Mrs. Huarong was hesitant to wade into troubled waters. After all, Zhuoyu Villa seemed to be ambushed from all sides, and the chance of winning was not high. But she weighed the two. Firstly, mother and daughter were concerned about it. Secondly, even if the sword-making failed, the swordsmith would not be able to win.

It is unlikely that he will die, and he still has great investment value. Moreover, Yunzhou has always been looking forward to a real swordsmith. Perhaps someone from Gao Yuanhou will come to help and turn the crisis around? After thinking about it again, he decided to openly lead the large team up the mountain.

, to show sincerity.

Her group of people were all killers in the Yama's shop, and they had a lot of luggage. In the eyes of a keen person like Yun Xiyan, they couldn't help but be suspicious, so they came to ask about this matter.

Yun Xiyan gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to ruin my brother's good deeds, it depends on whether my sword will agree or not."

Mrs. Huarong shared the information, which naturally narrowed the distance between the two of them, and she deliberately made friends with this powerful young swordsman with great promise. Yunxi Yan had no city, and he was bold and loved to make friends. The two of them traveled in the same car all the way, even though they had just met.

Within a day or two, it felt like we had just met each other year after year.

The seven large vehicles had been driving into the mountains for most of the day when they suddenly stopped slightly. They heard a report from the handlebar in front: "Madam, it's foggy."

Kavin has been stuck these days. This Sword Making Association plans to write something different. Ahhh, it’s so difficult.

(End of chapter)


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