Retired Sword God: My Wife Is A Goddess Hunter

Xia Changshou quickly bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to wake up. At the same time, he flew back and the two distanced themselves again. Hua Ziying did not pursue him, but instead a terrifying aura erupted around him.

Although he didn't know what stunt the opponent was planning to use, Xia Changshou knew that he couldn't sit still and wait for death. The long sword in his hand thrust out with lightning speed,

As soon as the long sword entered in front of Hua Ziying, it was bounced away by a majestic momentum. Even Xia Changshou was blown away by this force. Xia Changshou looked at Hua Ziying who closed his eyes and concentrated, and felt a trace of fear in his heart.

The icy peak was howling with violent winds. At this moment, Hua Ziying suddenly opened her eyes, her clothes fluttered in the wind, and the majestic and vast momentum directly enveloped Xia Changshou.

The life-seeking moon wheel exploded out without the control of anyone, seeming to tear apart the space, and an unimaginable terrifying aura swept across the world.

A hundred steps away, killing people invisible!

At the last moment of Xia Changshou's life, he seemed to see his fallen body, and he understood that his head and body had been completely separated.

Hot blood splashed out from his neck, melting the snow on the ground.

"No, everyone, let's go quickly!" Wang Liang couldn't help but look condensed when he saw that the chief escort officer Xia Changshou was dead. It was no longer realistic to protect the Tianshan Snow Lotus. The most important thing was to have someone escape back to deliver the message.

Wang Liang stabbed out the two swords in his hands, and the surging sword energy rushed towards the four Fengyue Pavilion swordsmen.

The four Fengyue Pavilion Sword Attendants instantly stood in a row, their four long swords intertwined, and the four people's true energy circulated. You have me, and I have you!

Boom!

Two powerful forces collided, and the surging true energy, centered on Fengyue Pavilion Swordsman and Wang Liang, rippled in all directions, breaking the nearest tree in an instant.

The sky was full of wind and snow, temporarily blocking everyone's view.

"Quickly...let's go!" Wang Liang stuck his swords in the snow, knelt on one knee, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Mu, the leader of the third bodyguard, took advantage of this rare opportunity and flew away into the distance, while the other bodyguards also scattered and fled.

"There's no need to chase, you take the Tianshan Snow Lotus back!" Hua Ziying flew to Wang Liang's side and slapped Wang Liang's Tianling Cap hard with her palm.

Facing death, a smile appeared on Wang Liang's lips. At least his brothers could save their lives, and there was still hope for the Sifang Escort Agency.

Click!

Wang Liang's skull was shattered and he fell limply into the snow, lifeless.

The four female swordsmen of Fengyue Pavilion found Tianshan Snow Lotus. After confirming that it was correct, they returned to Fengyue Pavilion with Tianshan Snow Lotus.

"Dieyi, are you okay?" Hua Ziying looked in the direction of Guangling City and murmured to herself.

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The air after the snow is particularly fresh.

Su Han lazily opened his eyes, and the lady in his arms was no longer there, leaving only a wisp of fragrant wind and the faint residual warmth.

Xiu Mu felt a little bored. Listening to music was not Su Han's hobby.

After washing up under Lian'er's service, Su Han was about to go to the teahouse to listen to a book, but Cui Chenghao came to the house in a hurry.

"Mr. Xiao Su, great news..." Cui Chenghao ran out of breath, holding his knees with both hands and panting.

"There is a wolf chasing you behind, why are you running so fast?" Su Han poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to Cui Chenghao, saying angrily.

"Xia Changshou, the chief escort of the Sifang Escort Bureau, and Wang Liang, the chief escort, died tragically in the suburbs. I heard that my younger brothers and sisters are leading a team to investigate the murderer." Cui Chenghao drank the tea in one go and excitedly talked about the shocking news.

Su Han didn't feel surprised when he heard the news. He often walked by the river, and how could he not get his shoes wet. The Sifang Escort Bureau lived a life of licking blood with the knife tip, and life and death were normal.

But he was very curious about who dared to take the huge risk to offend the Tang Clan. Even the eight major sects in the Central Plains would give the Tang Clan three points.

Moreover, Xia Changshou's background is not simple. His master, Tang Mu, is a master of both poison and martial arts. He is ranked thirteenth on the list of masters compiled by Zangfeng Villa and is recognized as the best in the world in poison skills.

Xia Changshou's mother was the eldest daughter of the Wen family, and her uncle Wen Wuxin was known as Poison Yama. He once poisoned a small sect to death, and it was said that he did not even spare a passing rat.

Let's ask about Xia Changshou's background. Anyone who dares to touch him in the Central Plains martial arts community needs to consider whether he can withstand revenge.

"I also heard that the Tang Clan and the Wen family were involved with the prince of the dynasty, and that the Sifang Escort Bureau was secretly working for the prince." Cui Chenghao said in a low voice.

"So that's it. The person who disturbed Xia Changshou was either an outside force or a certain prince." Su Han immediately parted the clouds and saw the clear sky. Xia Changshou was the link between the Wen family, the Tang clan, and the prince. When the prince succeeded to the throne, The Wen family and the Tang sect will rise with the tide, and Xia Changshou can also get a title.

"Don't dare to talk nonsense. We should stay as far away from royal affairs as possible, otherwise Xia Changshou will learn from the past." Although Cui Chenghao spends all day in Meixiang Tower, he actually knows better than anyone else that he is not willing to fight for power in the family. I don't even want to get too close to the royal family.

Carefree and happy life is what he pursues.

"It's just a casual comment. Brother Cui, do you think any prince will fall in love with the gentleman who teaches piano art? I'm willing to hug him, but it depends on whether he is willing to win over him." Su Han said with a smile.

"That's right, Mr. Xiao Su is not pursuing you anymore than I am, and the royal family can't find you at all... Actually, there is a more important thing here this time." A familiar flattering look appeared on Cui Chenghao's face.

"If you don't help, aren't you afraid of dying on a woman's belly?" Su Han refused flatly. He knew that this guy would definitely be up to no good with him, and he probably had something to do with the woman.

"It is my wish to die on a woman's belly, but this time Meixianglou is holding a New Year's Poetry Party, and I am going to take you to participate." In this era, it is common for romantic talents to match beautiful women, and poetry gatherings are an opportunity to gather talented people.

In an era when culture was highly prosperous, talented scholars pushed the art of poetry to the top. These literati did not work behind closed doors, but frequently communicated with each other.

In addition to traveling and playing, they also held various poetry gatherings.

In a literary event like this, drinking is just a distraction, and the more important theme is the "competition" of poetry writing.

Even the crown prince of Qian Kingdom once personally presided over a poetry gathering and gave the winner a brocade robe as a reward. This kind of official poetry gathering had the opportunity to rise to prominence.

Although the private poetry gathering held in Meixiang House does not offer rewards or opportunities for success, it is a place to become famous!

If you can perform exceptionally well and compose poems and songs that are enough to be passed down to future generations, then your reputation will spread, and no matter where you go, others will respect you very much!

Everything is inferior, only reading is superior, and this is not just talk.

"No, what does the New Year's Poetry Party held in Meixiang Building have to do with me, a musical instrument gentleman?" If Su Han can memorize Tang poetry and Song lyrics, he can't recite poems correctly, and this kind of occasion is just a pretense for talented people. The place is really boring!

“Fine wine, delicious food, and all kinds of delicious cakes are available for free!”

"We, as scholars, should be very knowledgeable!"