The Chen family has a daughter to marry

Chapter 69:

All kinds of people from the rivers and lakes gathered outside Mocheng, and the news of Mocheng's blockade had already spread, but the people guarding the checkpoint were still familiar faces, telling outsiders with a smile that there was nothing wrong with it—it was just the third lady of the Shen family, Xiao Xiao. Baa is rich and powerful, and he bought the entire city in one go, and no outsiders are allowed to travel with him.

If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't believe it, but if it was the Shen family's behavior, it wouldn't be surprising, but what the hell is this Chen Xiaobaa doing?Knowing that Jianghu is looking for her, isn't such a big deal worthwhile?

There are so many people in the rivers and lakes mixed together, holding their wanted warrants in their hands, they are a little confused - none of the portraits of these documents stamped with the Shen Cubic seal are the same.

"Which one is Miss Shen San?" A bald young man with a knife on his waist scratched his head, asking questions in confusion but caused a commotion.

"Of course it's mine. You can tell by the cold feminine temperament in this painting that you can tell it's a very powerful character. Who is this Miss Shen San?"

"I know yours, it's clearly the eldest daughter of the Shen family, Shen Yifan, it would be embarrassing for those who don't know what to do."

A pair of people from the rivers and lakes chattered endlessly, rolling up their sleeves and arguing so loudly.

"Stop arguing, you two idiots, it's clear that my piece is the real one, so feel it for yourself."

"Damn! Not to mention this picture of yours. You have a charming appearance, and it is clearly the 'most beautiful woman in the world' who died a long time ago, Liu Hongyan. You came out of the deep mountains and old forests, right? 'The big shopkeepers in the kiln don't know each other?"

A pair of rivers and lakes are about to fight.

"You ordinary people, why don't you know that the third lady of the Shen family is only in her prime? This is obviously the true face of that little girl Shen Xiaobaa!"

This time, quite a few people were convinced, but unexpectedly, a white-haired young woman in an orange dress came up to look at the painting carefully, then clicked her tongue and said with a smile: "Liu Er is about the same age as me. Chased and beaten? This dishonest little girl was still a little Taoist nun in Wudang Mountain one moment, but she became a big girl with "flowers, flowers, willows and green" at the next moment. She doesn't know where she is at this moment, and she doesn't know if she is safe—if she is being killed People from the Jianghu have been beaten so badly that their noses are blue and their faces are swollen, and they really deserve it!"

The woman in the orange dress——Chen Xiaobaa lightly stroked the eyebrows, eyes, and facial features of the artist with her fingers, recalling the submissive and cute expression of the girl in the blue dress, and the vicious woman who beheaded an innocent girl with a shy expression. The tone whispered to himself "Sanggong" over and over again, those flirting at first were just Chen Xiaobaa's far-fetched jokes, how did they come true later?

The bearded man holding the portrait was obviously dissatisfied with the woman in front of him talking to himself, he slapped the woman's palm away and asked in a cold voice: "Do you dare to say that I am not Miss Shen San? Then do you have the real one?"

Many people in the Jianghu are booing, if they know that the person they are questioning at this moment is actually the "Miss Shen family" whom they chased and killed like a headless chicken all over the world, what kind of broken expression will they show?

Chen Xiaobaa, who was leading the horse, unhurriedly took out a seal from the horse's side bag, stood on tiptoe in full view, and stamped it on the forehead of the stubble man, making the man furious, but suddenly noticed that the noise around him suddenly stopped, everyone They were all staring at him with incredible eyes—or to be more precise, it was the seal on his forehead!

Chen Xiaobaa giggled, took back the seal and jumped on the horse, said old-fashionedly: "Brother, from now on you will be the 'Miss Shen Jia'."——The dazed man was aggrieved, but he didn't know that there was a stamp of "No. [-] in the world" on his forehead. The red seal of the merchant "Shen Cube!

"This person—this person is Miss Shen San!!"

The sounds of the weapons were uneven, and the Jianghu people gathered around the dazed man and the woman in orange, waiting in full force. Before the big man could ask what happened, Chen Xiaobaa had already drawn down eight flying swords, threatening to strike on the stone pavement with herself as the center. A circle of terrifying depressions was drawn, drawing a clear boundary between the people of the Jianghu and themselves—except for a big stubble guy who didn't know why at this time.

Chen Xiaobaa held his fists in all directions and said with a serious expression, "Heroes and heroes, Shen Xiaobaa's young ignorance made a big joke this day. Do you know that none of the 'wanted warrants' is true? If you still don't believe it You can go to Shen's house and ask Shen Lifang, when the time comes, father will clean up the mess for his daughter, good wine, good meat, fine gold and silver will be indispensable to everyone."

The rhetoric is well-founded, it is not so much another conspiracy, it is better to say that this orange-clothed woman is extremely pessimistic about her funeral - rather than leading this group of people to Mo City to die in vain, it is better to let this group of people die in vain. The group of people was handed over to Shen Lifang to make up for the number of soldiers killed by Xiao Kui'er. The north-south pattern of power in the world has gradually formed. How can the Shen family survive in the cracks if they don't have much family background? ——Forget it, they are all dying people, why should there be so many worries?

People from all over the river and lake looked at each other with weird expressions, and they couldn't laugh or cry and said: "You, Miss Shen, did such... such things that hurt others and benefit yourself, but why?"

Chen Xiaobaa smiled slyly: "It's fun."

People in the rivers and lakes were discouraged, put away their weapons and rolled their eyes, but they were full of expectations for the Shen family's "good wine, good meat, and soft gold and silver".

The bearded man came back to his senses, slapped his forehead and asked, "You are Shen Xiaobaa, but who is that one in Mocheng?"

Chen Xiaobaa smiled and shook her head: "Who knows, I also want to go and have a look, everyone, let's go away."

Under the eyes of everyone, the woman in orange clothes galloped away on a horse, her white hair flying away, and she was completely invisible.

Lao Li, who guards the gate of the city, has recently given up his alcohol addiction. He smiles all day long but is extremely dedicated to his duties. He even guards the gate of the city day and night, not allowing any people in the city to flee, and he does not allow any merchants from outside the city to enter or leave. .

Led by Lao Li, four or five strong men with sabers stood like pine trees in front of the city gate, but they saw a white horse galloping, but there was no driver on the horse.

Several burly men showed no expression on their faces, and silently drew their knives, wanting to cut off the horse's head in one fell swoop against the oncoming momentum of the inferior horse.

The white horse galloped like the wind, sensing the danger, raised its front hooves and stopped quickly, revealing Chen Xiaobaa who was hiding under the horse's belly, and at the same time, the sword light swept and chopped off several heads with blank expressions!

Chen Xiaobaa took advantage of the opportunity and jumped off the ground, abandoning her horse and galloping, carrying an inconspicuous package and riding eight flying swords lingering around her body, this orange-clothed woman with a mortal heart swaggered into the city.

The streets in the city were originally desolate and empty, but with the arrival of Chen Xiaobaa, countless puppets came out of the small shops on both sides, holding knives, axes and long halberds like a raging tide.

Chen Xiaobaa strode forward and chopped off a piece of head with his sword. His eyes looked around in the blood mist, and his figure retreated towards the west of the city like a shadow.

The increasingly mature flying sword sometimes circles around like blooming flower petals, and sometimes opens and closes phantoms like a folding fan in the hands of a dancing girl. The eight-handled sword blades have been brought into full play in Chen Xiaobaa's hands. The puppet of the little orange-clothed girl smashed her own head by "hitting a stone with an egg".

It's just that the merchants in Mexico City have always been prosperous, and the wide road between the houses facing the sky has exposed the back of the Chen family woman repeatedly. With a weak body like "False Realm", most of them would die if they were cut with a knife.

Fighting to the west of the city while retreating was not a foolish move by Chen Xiaobaa, but because the streets and alleys became narrower the further you went to the west of the city, and finally getting into the alley that was only two people wide was to use the power of the flying sword to the extreme.

Let the puppet charge straight in one go, or be insidiously surrounded by three sides of the front and rear zeniths, narrow the scope of the sword and just wantonly nail the body, or pass through four or five chests with one sword, or cut off the puppet's body vertically, In the narrow alleys, corpses piled up like rocks to block the alleys.

Chen Xiaobaa frowned, stepped on the wall and jumped up to the roof. What she could see was a huge courtyard. Hundreds of innocent people in ragged clothes were looking up at her with strange eyes. together.

Those were probably the residents imprisoned by Liu Hongyan——Chen Xiaobaa jumped down from the courtyard, and when she got closer, she realized that the shoulders of hundreds of poor people were connected by wires.

"Hero...help, save us..."

The gate of the courtyard was slammed by a puppet. Chen Xiaobaa took out a sharp dagger from the package and handed it to a child. He rubbed the boy's head and said with a smile, "Do you want to be a little hero and cut off the wires on everyone's shoulders?" ?”

The boy nodded vigorously, and Chen Xiaobaa turned her back: "Let me block it for you first, hurry up..."

Before she could finish speaking, the orange-clothed woman felt a chill all over her body, but when she turned her head, she saw the immature boy with venomous eyes, stabbing into Chen Xiaobaa's back and belly with the blade handed over by her "benefactor".

Chen Xiaobaa drew the flying sword to cut off the child's head, but suddenly a woman in the crowd cried out: "Hero, don't kill my child...he...he was also forced to help..."

The blade of the flying sword stopped in front of the boy's eyes, and the little boy who clenched the dagger with both hands just now knew what it was like to be afraid, his legs were weak and he collapsed on the ground, sobbing and crying.

"Being able to cry and knowing to be afraid, so he is not a puppet?... Then why should..." Blood soaked the orange clothes, Chen Xiaobaa tore off a sleeve and tied the wound tightly, and what she saw was that she wanted to save The townspeople all looked fiercely and regarded themselves as "prey".

"The woman in red said that in a group of 100 people, if anyone can kill a certain 'white-haired woman' first, all of these hundred people will be spared from death!" Who knows who is very straightforward, and has already told all the reasons.

The bleeding from Chen Xiaobaa's back and abdomen was unstoppable, his face became paler with the flow of blood, his head became dizzy for a while, his body tilted and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that the "Immortal of the Imperial Sword" was vulnerable, the townspeople carefully surrounded them, their faces full of madness that seemed to tear the woman in front of them to pieces.

Chen Xiaobaa used flying swords to force the townspeople to get close. The ignorant people clearly had murderous intentions towards the orange-clothed woman. Seeing Chen Xiaobaa wielding the sword again, she thought that the immortal was going to kill all directions when she was angry. , crying and shouting, and pushed all the crimes on Liu Hongyan, the person in charge.

Chen Xiaobaa's expression was blank at first, but then she started giggling in confusion, and in a trance, she seemed to be able to hear Liu Hongyan's mocking interrogation: "People's hearts are always selfish, but such a dirty nature Why do you still want to protect their peace for the rest of their lives?—”

"Where is she... Liu Hongyan... that 'woman in red'?"

Chen Xiaobaa's voice was weak but calm. Listening carefully to the townspeople's faltering and hemming and revealing Liu Hongyan's whereabouts, there are many people with evil intentions. They are afraid that the young fairy in front of him will retaliate in the future with hatred. .

When Chen Xiaobaa stopped the blood, the hem of the orange dress was already stained with red makeup. Standing up was clearly reasonable but beyond everyone's expectations, as if she had forgotten the hatred she had stabbed into her stomach before, Chen Xiaobaa clasped her fists Bowing down and saluting, he jumped up the high wall lightly and disappeared.

In the stables in the west of the city, Chen Xiaobai beheaded the guard puppet, never daring to save the townspeople again, picked a horse at random, and went straight to the "Watching the Moon Tower".

The living puppets wandered like walking corpses without thinking. They heard the sound of horseshoes and gathered towards them, but they were cut off by the invisible sharp flying sword. The flowers on the other side of the city's streets and alleys are short-lived.

While the horse was bumping, Chen Xiaobaa's wound cracked again, and the ear-piercing sound of the flying sword was no longer crisp and crisp. No matter how sharp the blade was, it would eventually become dull one day even if it cut through hard human bones endlessly.

The horse collided with the puppet blocking the road and was almost exhausted. Chen Xiaobaa stroked the horse's back with his blood-stained palm, and then ruthlessly pierced the horse's rear with a flying sword. The gust of wind is getting closer to the "Moon Moon Tower", which seems to be out of reach.

Chen Xiaobaa's vision became more and more blurred. From a distance, she saw the woman in red who opened the window with a stunning beauty. She looked at her embarrassing appearance with foxy eyes, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a hateful smile, obviously gloating.

Chen Xiaobaa reached out to take a flying sword from the air, charged up and threw the blade like a spear, like an arrow, like lightning, piercing through layers of clouds, stabbing obliquely at Liu Hongyan's face from bottom to top, but was caught by the half-human, half-demon The woman in red raised her hand to stop it, and leisurely smashed the entire flying sword made of gold and iron with only a fleshy palm!

The horse was bleeding and galloping like a spring, it couldn't hold on any longer, its front hooves were weak and twisted with the momentum, and fell to the ground violently.

Chen Xiaobaa fell to the ground with the horse, and rolled on the ground for several weeks, covered in mud and blood. She jumped up and looked directly at the condescending red-clothed devil. To Liu Hongyan's surprise, she didn't rush into the building to make a desperate fight. He raised his right hand high, like a vulgar and reckless man in the rivers and lakes, giving the middle finger to the woman in red.

Liu Hongyan was taken aback, Chen Xiaobaa turned her head and ran out of Mo City, as childish and ridiculous as a brat who has done something bad.

The woman in red shattered the entire wall of the boudoir with a flick of her long sleeves, and her toes were like a soaring hawk attacking Chen Xiaobaa's back!