The delicate body was in the arms, but there was no warmth or softness, but the closed eyes suddenly stared, and a stream of hot air burst out from the body of the beauty in the arms. It felt like holding a balloon that was constantly inflating and one could not control it.
Before Xia Shang could react, Xue Lengxiang had already broken away from Xia Shang, and turned into a claw with one hand to grab Xia Shang's throat.
Xia Shang was confused by this sudden change and asked: "What are you doing?"
"Despicable and shameless guy! I didn't expect you to have evil intentions all along!" Xue Lengxiang gritted his teeth, his pale face flushed with anger.
"Is there some misunderstanding?"
"Why did you let that thief deal with me! Don't think that I don't know anything. I wasn't unconscious at all. I heard the thief talking to himself on the way. It turns out that you taught me swordsmanship because you had ill intentions towards me."
Xia Shang smiled: "Do you believe what he said?"
Xue Lengxiang frowned: "Don't even think about deceiving me again!"
"There is nothing I can do to say this. I am someone else's prisoner, and all the self-defense items on my body have been taken away by him. It is impossible for me to escape alone. And in the realm of Mingjian Villa, the only person I can trust is you.
, so I asked him to find a way to bring you here."
Speaking of this, Xue Lengxiang's expression softened, and she asked suspiciously: "Really?"
"I taught you swordsmanship purely because of your extraordinary talent. I don't want my master's swordsmanship to be stained. You are a good person to inherit."
Xue Lengxiang began to realize that she was a little impulsive, but the doubts in her heart were not completely eliminated, because she thought that when master taught me at night, she always touched my own body too closely, and every time I thought about it, I felt a little weird and shy.
.
After thinking about it, Xue Lengxiang let go of his hand, walked aside, and bowed to Xia Shang to express his apology: "My disciple is too impulsive. Please punish me, master."
Xia Shang waved his hand and pointed at the bed: "Come up!"
Xue Lengxiang's pretty face turned red, she was quite wary and did not move her feet.
"We are still acting now. Do you really think our captors are so easy to deceive? People outside are always paying attention to our movements. If you keep standing like this, you will be discovered sooner or later."
Xue Lengxiang was a little proud: "So what if we find out? As long as we find the master, the disciple will have the confidence to take the master away safely."
"Teaching you martial arts does not teach you to be proud and complacent. The world is dangerous and you must be careful in everything!"
"That Xuecheng actually did such a thing. Not only me, but even my father will not let him off lightly! Also, Xuecheng is no match for me at all!"
When Xue Cheng was mentioned, Xue Lengxiang gritted her teeth. She never thought that the initiator of the whole thing was actually her third uncle. If it weren't for finding Xia Shang, Xue Lengxiang would have taken action on the way here.
Now, the anger in her heart has accumulated to the breaking point, and now all she can think about is killing Xuecheng.
Although Xue Lengxiang is usually cold and cold, she is still an impulsive woman deep down. Now she wants to settle accounts with Xue Cheng, and Xia Shang cannot be persuaded by just a few words.
After that, he walked straight to the door, kicked it open, and before the guard at the door could react, he snatched the opponent's sword and pierced the opponent's heart with the sword.
But the movement here quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding people.
Xue Lengxiang noticed that this was a circular attic. He was on the third floor, and below was the hall. Various weapons were placed throughout the hall. Judging from the decoration, it turned out to be the Shenbing Pavilion in the outer village.
There were several swordsmen in the hall of Shenbing Pavilion. The moment they saw Xue Lengxiang, they all jumped up and drew their swords from their sheaths.
Xue Lengxiang sneered, stepped forward, stepped over the fence on the third floor, and fought with several swordsmen in mid-air.
In an instant, sword light flew across the sky, blood sprayed everywhere, and all at once, several swordsmen fell to the ground silently, falling into a pool of blood.
There were people around, whether they were the clerks of the Shenbing Pavilion or someone else, but they all looked horrified after seeing Xue Lengxiang's domineering sword moves.
In an instant, in just a few seconds in mid-air, several swordsmen from the Shenbing Pavilion were killed!
What a powerful woman this is?
"Xue Cheng, get out of here!"
Xue Lengxiang scolded her coldly in the hall downstairs, and everyone retreated in horror when they saw her.
Xue Lengxiang enjoys such gazes. Born in the world, no one wants to be respected by thousands of people, so he strives for the top and pursues the pinnacle of martial arts.
But this is also one of the reasons why people in martial arts easily harm themselves.
Xia Shang was watching from upstairs, secretly thinking that something was going to go wrong.
At this moment, Xu Cheng, whom Xue Lengxiang had been shouting about, appeared. At the same time as Xu Cheng, a one-armed man appeared. At first glance, his face was not that of the thief whose arm was chopped off by Xue Lengxiang before?
"Niece, it seems you are really difficult to deal with!" Xue Cheng stared at Xue Lengxiang and smiled sinisterly.
Xue Lengxiang's expression became even colder: "It turns out that you have betrayed Mingjian Villa a long time ago, and you actually got together with such a traitor."
"Niece, this is your fault. This is your father's younger junior brother. In terms of seniority, he can also be regarded as your senior uncle."
Xue Lengxiang was slightly shocked, but she didn't want to ask in detail, so she rushed forward with her sword in hand without saying a word.
Xue Cheng and the one-armed man next to him knew how powerful Xue Lengxiang was, so they did not fight with him but retreated towards the door.
Xue Lengxiang screamed: "Stop leaving!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword flew from the door and faced Xue Lengxiang's sword tip.
The two swords exchanged each other, emitting a dazzling firelight. Xue Lengxiang felt as if he had mounted a thick steel city wall. They were obviously two swords, but they seemed to have hit an iron plate!
An indescribable force came from the opponent's sword, and there was a crisp sound. The two swords were shattered at the same time, flying across the hall, with pillars, tables, stools, and the floor being inserted everywhere.
All.
Xue Lengxiang was blown away by the remaining strength of the sword, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth, falling right into the arms of Xia Shang who came down quickly.
After the blow, Xue Lengxiang completely lost her color and could not bring out any strength while lying in Xia Shang's arms. There were tears in her eyes and she was unwilling, but there was nothing she could do.
She didn't look at her opponent, but she could feel his tyranny. The opponent's internal strength was much higher than hers. Even though she had exquisite swordsmanship, it all seemed so small and insignificant in the face of absolute strength.
help.
If you can't even take one of the opponent's blows, what's the use of having thousands of moves?
Xue Lengxiang shed tears in frustration, but Xia Shang gently patted her back as if to comfort her.
Xia Shang's eyes did not fall on Xue Lengxiang, but on the people coming in from outside.
He was a very slovenly blacksmith, fifty or sixty years old, but very energetic.
Xia Shang recognized him, and the sword he was buying was bought from his shop.
The man did not speak, but glanced at the door, as if to confirm Xue Lenxiang's condition, and left silently after confirming that she had passed out. (To be continued)