[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Weapon Collector

Shen Qi hugged Qiu Fengwu and walked slowly towards the Peacock Villa. The guards of the Peacock Villa who dared not follow closely hung behind her.

She has neither an umbrella nor a sword in her hand.

At first, she thought it was just a sword, and it was no big deal if it was lost. There were all kinds of swords in her system warehouse waiting lonely and desolately for her... But after thinking about it, the long sword was in the cultivation department anyway. When my son gave me a gift...

The guards following behind noticed that the footsteps of the woman in red stopped suddenly, their hearts tightened, and they looked nervously at the woman's back.

But he heard the other party say without turning his head: "Can I ask you to retrieve both my sword and umbrella?"

"..."

When she didn't get a response, Shen Qi turned her head and raised her eyebrows and said, "Can't you?"

At the same time as the words came out, she raised her arms slightly, and the person in her arms tilted her head to the outside unconsciously.

"..." The corners of Shen Qi's mouth twitched, and she silently held the other person's head back into her arms. After all, that position could easily sprain the neck.

The woman in colorful clothes, whose cheeks had dried blood, waved her hand resentfully, and a guard beside her quickly left in the direction they came from.

"Thank you." Shen Qi thanked her earnestly, then continued to walk forward slowly, about a mile away, and far away, there was a red spot on the green grass that was approaching quickly.The neighing of joyful horses could be faintly heard.

The horse Ge Tingxiang gave her is really a good horse... Shen Qi sighed silently, and then she was lucky enough to follow the lightness gait of the Emei School, and suddenly soared like a red cloud , the sleeves fluttering, the weight of the boy in her arms seemed as light as nothing to her.

The red cloud in the sky and the red horse on the ground quickly approached, and the horse suddenly raised its front hooves, and after firmly catching Shen Qi who had landed on him, followed the lead of the rein and turned around.

"Drive!" Shen Qi placed Qiu Fengwu on her stomach in front of her body, seeing her long hair hanging upside down that could almost touch the grass, she couldn't help laughing.

The sky is bright and clear, with white clouds and green grass, a woman in red is galloping on a horse, and a group of people behind her are chasing wildly.

The distance of eighty miles is not far, and it is not too close. On the way, Qiu Fengwu let out a □□ and was about to wake up. Shen Qi re-pressed his acupuncture points with a unique acupuncture technique. The young man trembled unwillingly. Eyelashes, fainted again.

The gate of Peacock Villa is gradually revealed in the eyes, green tiles and walls, carved terraces and pavilions, two stone lions carved from white jade stand in front of the gate with a red lacquer gold ring about ten feet high. Layers of silver light... All of this should give people a sense of sacredness and solemnity.

...But above the gate, there is a white funeral silk silk silk.

All beauty casts a shadow of sadness and solemnity.

The girls in colorful clothes who followed panting behind seemed to be stunned too, and the woman with bloodstains on her cheeks murmured in astonishment: "This...what's going on?!"

Shen Qi's usual faint smile was no longer there. When she wasn't smiling, the darkness in her eyes was like ink, slowly giving off a depressing breath.

Perhaps because of the size of the villa, the sound of weeping in the villa was unclear, and occasionally there were a few high-pitched wails, which made the hearts of the listeners twitch.

Shen Qi stepped into the villa. It seemed that because someone died, there was no one guarding the gate for a while. The scenery inside the Peacock Villa was more than a hundred times more beautiful than the outside, but she was not in the mood to appreciate it at all. Following the direction of the wailing sound, Shen Qi Qi's pace quickened, but she didn't use light work.

But the guards following behind seemed more anxious than her, and three of the seven stayed behind her closely, while the woman in colorful clothes with the scar on her face led the other three to pass Shen Qi lightly.

Turn around a rockery, a promenade.Along the way, there were young servants wearing white mourning caps, and laying out ladders under the eaves with no expression on their faces. When they saw Shen Qi's group and Qiu Fengwu in her arms, they showed doubts but did not step forward.

However, the cries got closer, and the woman in the red shirt who was holding the boy stopped suddenly.

The green tiles are glazed, the sun is shining everywhere, and the figure in the white underwear on the eaves seems to be melted by the sun, flickering unclearly.

...Ah, it's the soul.

Shen Qi sighed with a complex face, the other party seemed to have noticed her gaze, and at the same time noticed the person she was holding in her arms, so he floated down from the eaves like a gust of wind, getting closer, Shen Qi found that this haggard The bone-like man's face was blurred with blood.

"...You are, Qiu Yifeng?"

The guards following Shen Qi were surprised to find that she was actually asking the air in front of her. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do, but the young master was still in her hands, so they could only silently look at the madman. Looking at her the same way.

Qiu Yifeng looked at the woman in the red shirt in amazement, he actually found himself in the other's pupils!

"You, can you see me?"

"Of course, I can see clearly." Shen Qi's eyes were complicated, "Is your face cut off?"

Qiu Yifeng was stunned, and then smiled wryly. The wry smile on that bloody face looked even more miserable and terrifying.

"I ordered the housekeeper to dissect my face after I died, because I no longer have the face to face the ancestors of the Qiu family."

...inexplicably, sadly and irritatingly.

"You... Did you commit suicide?"

The soul floating on the opposite side is speechless, which is already the default.

After a pause, he said, "Who the hell are you?"

The woman in the red shirt chuckled: "A person who is going to threaten you with your son and wants to get Peacock Ling."

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the boy's brows that were still furrowed when he was sleeping, and said coldly: "But it doesn't stop me from threatening you now. To be honest, it's the first time I've threatened a dead person."

... Why do you still feel fear when you are already dead?Isn't death the greatest fear of man?

But after a person has fetters, he will find that death is the least feared thing in this world.

Qiu Yifeng thought that he would hesitate for a long time. In fact, he had imagined countless times how he would choose between the descendants of the Qiu family and Peacock Ling. Every time, he thought I will choose Peacock Ling.

However, when he really encountered this situation, he hesitated for less than a moment, and said decisively: "Kongque Ling, I lost him on the top of Mount Tai during the battle of Mount Tai."

There was endless pain in the hoarse voice, and the bloody face seemed to have endless blood and tears winding, Shen Qi silently put Qiu Fengwu's legs down, and then opened his acupuncture points, the young man leaned in the crook of his arms After coughing heavily, Shen Qi withdrew her other hand when his strength recovered.

Her expression is very strange.

It's like looking for a famous teacher after a lot of hard work, and finally discovering that the number one master in the world turns out to be the sweeping uncle in his own yard.

"..." Qiu Yifeng looked at the woman's dark pupils, and vaguely saw another silhouette in the blurred shadow in the other's eyes. He was startled, and turned around silently.

A young man dressed in a shabby cloth shirt, with his hair tied up with a cloth towel, dressed like a farmer in the mountains, was standing silently behind him. Different from his plain clothes, the man's face was as clear as white jade in the sun. fluorescence.He has a pair of sharp sword eyebrows that reach to the temples, and his slightly narrow pupils are light brown, showing a sense of coolness.

Standing there, he is like air, like sunlight, like everything people are accustomed to.If Bai Yujing could see him, maybe he could find a familiar shadow in it.

Because when she was fighting swords with him, Shen Qi also showed this kind of harmonious state where man and nature blend together.

"You... who are you?" Qiu Yifeng asked in a daze.

On the other side, Qiu Fengwu calmed down and left Shen Qi's side in an instant, and said coldly, "What exactly does Miss Shen want to do?"

The woman in the red shirt silently raised her hand and pinched her chin, her voice was soft, with a hint of bewilderment: "Probably... there is nothing to do."

Qiu Fengwu: "???"

The human soul is a kind of energy, just like human beings collect minerals. Collecting powerful souls and making the souls willingly dedicate their power is the purpose of the Lord God.

As for what the main god would get by doing this, it was beyond the comprehension of an employee like Shen Qi, as long as she was paid, she would be satisfied.

At this time, Shen Qi had already left the Peacock Villa, and Qiu Fengwu was filled with grief when she first heard of her father's death. Although she felt that her inexplicable intrusion into the Peacock Villa and then her inexplicable departure was strange, but she had no time to take care of it.What's more, even if he wanted to stop it, he couldn't stop it.So Shen Qi walked all the way, all the way smooth.

It was dark.The wine stalls on the side of the road were burning with weak candlelight, and the old woman selling wine was hunched over in the corner with sleepy eyes, and occasionally regained consciousness, those cloudy eyes looked at the only customer in the stall, and there was a trace of sympathy and love on her face. regret.

What a pretty girl, but unfortunately she got madness...

Shen Qi played with the wine glass, looked at the blurred figures of the two under the dim candlelight, and said with a smile: "Originally, I was not allowed to use auxiliary means when doing tasks, but I didn't expect it, tsk tsk tsk. Sure enough, my luck will improve when I wear red clothes ah."

Qiu Yifeng clenched his hands tightly: "As long as I hand over my soul, can any wish come true?"

The young man on the side said coldly: "Not all of them. Resurrection of the dead and time regression are forbidden."

Shen Qi narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Don't be so serious, Brother Dugu, the owner of Qiu Zhuang's wish is actually very simple, he just wants to get Peacock Ling back, right?"

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yifeng said: "Not really."

……

The atmosphere froze suddenly, and Qiu Yifeng continued as if he didn't notice it, "Since the peacock feather was lost, I tried to recreate it according to the blueprint in private, but found that even if I made exactly the same hidden weapon according to the blueprint, it was far from the peacock feather. When Ling releases the hidden weapon, the effect of the sky is full of rays of light. Its lethality is also greatly reduced. If you can't understand the mystery of the blueprint, even if you find Peacock Ling, if there is another loss in the future, wouldn't this world have another autumn with a disfigured face? Yifeng?" The haggard soul with a blurred face raised his head silently, "Besides, even if Peacock Ling is found, it will be snatched away by you, girl."

Shen Qi silently took a sip of wine, speechless.

The young man said indifferently: "So, your wish is the real manufacturing method of Peacock Feather?"

Qiu Yifeng couldn't hide his excitement and said: "That's right!"

"Understood." The young man nodded, saw the woman sitting opposite him pretending to be calm, and said indifferently: "If the peacock feather is made, I will give it to Miss Shen, the owner of the Qiu family has no objection, right?" .”

"No problem!" Qiu Yifeng nodded decisively.

Shen Qi felt certain when she heard the words, but she heard the other party continue to say flatly: "Just take it as an apology for hurting your self-esteem during the sword fight last time."

... Whose self-esteem has been hurt, bastard!

This guy's attitude is as arrogant as his name, which really makes people angry!

Shen Qi silently held the paper umbrella beside her, and said with a smile on her face, "Thank you so much! Thank you! You! Brother Dugu."

Dugu Qiubai rolled up his sleeves, obviously wearing an extremely simple attire, but he wore it with the demeanor of a recluse.

"No thanks, it should be."

The author has something to say: This article has been changed from no cp to romance, hehe.