Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Zi month, winter rain.

The rain under the night sky, accompanied by the cold wind, hit Jiang Qingwu's face.

She rode out of the city quickly and soon found the trail.

The carriage that Concubine Shen mentioned left wheel tracks, deviated from the official road, and headed towards a village near the city.

For a moment, Jiang Qingwu was still feeling grateful.

Although the villages outside the city are not as bustling as the capital, they are still populated.

She thought, maybe the other party just kidnapped Xing'er to threaten her.

But until she saw a dilapidated temple and the carriage in the distance.

"Xing'er!" Jiang Qingwu tightened the reins and galloped away.

There was a bonfire burning in the dilapidated temple, and there seemed to be thick smoke and a little light.

A man's laughter could be faintly heard coming from inside.

"It's really satisfying to make money today... This little girl is still a virgin..."

"Hey, hey, hey, it's my turn..."

"Haha... didn't you just go there?"

Jiang Qingwu's head buzzed and he kicked open the door of the dilapidated temple.

Two men sat around a campfire, even shirtless.

And from behind the Buddha statue came a hoarse and shrill cry.

"I want... your lives..." Jiang Qingwu growled from his throat, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and walked quickly towards him.

When the two men saw Jiang Qingwu's ferocious look, they grabbed the knives at hand and rushed over.

But the sword missed and was snatched away by Jiang Qingwu, who grabbed his neck.

With a crack, the man was kicked hard by Jiang Qingwu into the fire and started burning.

The other person trembled with fear when he saw this.

Without waiting for a reaction, Jiang Qingwu slashed his neck with a knife and rushed behind the Buddha statue without stopping for a moment.

The two men seemed to have noticed something, and when Jiang Qingwu appeared, he had already gotten off Xing'er.

However, Xing'er was covered in wounds and her clothes were torn to pieces.

He was naked, with only a few pieces of clothing left.

At that moment, Jiang Qingwu's mind was blank, and all she could hear was her past life, when Shen Wanrong proudly told her about her cousin's experience.

She seemed to see her cousin, just lying there.

The rage in her heart grew stronger, as if it was about to burn her.

“Go…” The two men looked at each other and rushed over with knives raised.

But as soon as he got close, Jiang Qingwu cut the man's tendons in his hands and feet with a knife.

He turned around and chopped off another man's arm.

"Ah..." The two people's miserable screams cut through the sky.

But when Jiang Qingwu turned around and went to Xing'er, she raised her knife to commit suicide, stabbing herself with a long knife.

"Xing'er..." Jiang Qingwu shouted and rushed over, his head buzzing.

"No, no, Xing'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm coming..."

Jiang Qingwu cried and shouted, trying to save her at a loss.

But when I came across that knife, I didn't know what to do.

"Xing'er, don't be afraid, I will save you, I will definitely save you..."

"Miss...kill them for me..."

"Okay, okay, I'll kill him, I'll kill him..." Jiang Qingwu nodded repeatedly.

But the next moment, the person in her arms died and fell limply from her arms.

"Xing'er, don't... open your eyes and watch. I will kill them for you... Xing'er..."

Jiang Qingwu hugged the person in his arms and cried for a long time.

It wasn't until the screams of the two men faded away that she suddenly came to her senses.

He pulled the knife from Xing'er's body and gently wrapped her in his coat.

Kill, she was going to kill them.

The two men stumbled outside.

One went to the door and the other went to the yard.

"No, no, we were paid, and someone instructed us to do this..."

Jiang Qingwu's eyes were bloodshot and his face was expressionless. He clenched the knife tightly in his hand and chopped down fiercely.

"what……"

The first knife struck the man's leg.

The second knife hit the man's waist.

The third knife, the fourth knife...

Until the man fell silent, until she realized that another man was almost crawling to the door.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu rushed over quickly, grabbed the man by the back of his collar, and threw him back.

"You beast... you don't deserve to live..."

"No, no... spare me, I still have..."

The man begged for mercy again and again, but before he could finish his words, Jiang Qingwu raised the knife and stabbed it into the man's chest.

Then he stabbed her a second time, and a third time...

Just as Jiang Qingwu was venting his anger with his sword, Wanyue and Jiuhan rushed over.

Seeing Jiang Qingwu's pale face covered in splattered blood, Wan Yue rushed over and said, "Girl..."

"He's dead, he's dead, girl, let go..."

Wanyue wanted to snatch Jiang Qingwu's knife, but Jiang Qingwu pushed her away like a madman.

"I want to kill him. Xing'er said she wanted to kill them." Jiang Qingwu murmured, turned around and chopped down again and again.

Wanyue fell to the ground and cried in fear.

When he heard Xing'er, he hurriedly looked around, "Xing'er... Xing'er, where are you?"

"Here." Jiuhan looked around, stood behind the Buddha statue, and called Wanyue in a low voice.

When Wanyue rushed over, Jiuhan was walking out, his solemn face full of anger.

"Miss Jiang, calm down..." Jiuhan rushed over and grabbed Jiang Qingwu's wrist.

At this moment, messy footsteps suddenly came from all over the ruined temple.

Jiuhan was suddenly startled, clenched the knife in his hand, and stared at the door.

Sure enough, the next moment, a large number of men in black quickly rushed over.

When Wan Yue heard the noise, she ran out as well. Looking at the men in black around her, she drew out the soft sword from her waist.

"Hand over Shen Wanrong safely, or else, your maid will suffer the same fate as you."

The leader was wearing a black cloak, had his face covered, held a sword, and was dressed in brocade.

Although I can't tell who it is, I can guess that he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Jiuhan and Wanyue looked nervous, but Jiang Qingwu stood up slowly and leisurely, letting out bursts of cold sneers.

"Shen Wanrong, right... Ha, I originally planned to release her in the next two days."

"But now..."

"I want to make her...live a fate worse than death..."

"Oh, by the way, there is also Shen Zhuoran. I have also prepared a big gift..."

When the leader heard Jiang Qingwu's words, he immediately drew his sword and pointed it at him, "If it's really you! I'll teach you a lesson today!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

She was filled with anger and had no place to vent it, so she was about to kill someone, and then these people came to her door.

Seeing the enemy surrounding him, Jiang Qingwu calmly pulled out the knife from the corpse in front of him and raised his hand to block the enemy's sword.

Jiang Qingwu's slender body is able to compete with the tall opponent.

The blades clashed with each other, and sparks of fire were faintly visible.

"Bitch, you dare to attack someone from my Shen family, you're courting death!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qingwu vaguely guessed who the other person was.

Shen Chengshan's eldest son was leading troops outside, and his youngest son had just been killed by him.

The only person who can be used now and is so loyal to him is his nephew, Shen Zhuoqi, who grew up with him.

"Huh? It's you!"

"I, Jiang Qingwu, swear that sooner or later, I will make your Shen family pay for their blood debt with blood, and not a single one will be spared."

In the night, the sounds of fighting and killing could be heard one after another.

Although Jiang Qingwu, Jiuhan and Wanyue are all good in martial arts, the other side has a lot of people.

Shen Zhuoqi is not bad in martial arts and is also a master.

Not only can he deal with Jiang Qingwu's moves in the martial arts world, but he can also deal with her moves in the military and on the battlefield.

Soon, Jiang Qingwu and his men were at a disadvantage in the fight.

With a "bang", even Jiang Qingwu's knife was chopped off.

As the opponent's sword was approaching, a dagger suddenly flew out from the darkness.

With a "clang" sound, the opponent's sword was opened and Jiang Qingwu grabbed it with his quick reaction.

Looking at the dagger in his hand, Jiang Qingwu's heart tightened slightly.

Looking up, I saw a dark shadow flying towards me.