Qianshanxue started practicing martial arts at the age of three, and at the age of twelve, he became the left-wing vanguard of the Northern Army in Daganguo Town. In just six years, he defeated a total of 23 generals of the Northern Liang Kingdom with a silver spear.

Because he wears a ghost mask made of silver every time he appears, he can be called: Silver-faced Killing God!

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Dagan Kingdom, Zhenbei Houfu.

It was late autumn, and the sunset dyed the sky red. Two blue birds flew past the sky and made a "squeaking" chirping towards the white towel hanging on the vermilion gate of the Hou Mansion.

In the Hou Mansion, Qian Shanxue gently uncovered a piece of tiles under her feet on the roof of an inner house and looked at a young man lying on the bed in the house.

The young man looked very pretty, but his face looked a little pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and his forehead was soaked with dripping sweat.

No surprise, the young man is sick!

"I look so pretty. If I don't kill you, I'm afraid I'll be ruined by others!" Qian Shanxue's mouth raised slightly. She had been accustomed to killing people for a long time and did not feel any discomfort.

However, although he has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, Qian Shanxue has no brute force on his face. Instead, his skin is like snow and his eyebrows are picturesque. He does not look like a god of killing fighting on the battlefield at all, and more like a girl living in a boudoir.

One look at the city, and the other look at the country.

Few people know that the silver-faced killer god on the battlefield would have such a "soft" look, but this beautiful face was quickly covered by a black scarf.

Qianshanxue pressed one hand on the flying knife at her waist. As soon as she was about to take action, two subtle footsteps came from her ears, and there were also prayers.

"Butler Wang, please... I'm afraid, the eldest young master..."

"What are you afraid of? I'll support you with such a big deal! As long as this sick man dies, who else in the Hou Mansion can know what's going on today? If you do it, you will get three hundred taels of silver. Even if you don't stay in the Hou Mansion, you will be able to be worry-free for the rest of your life if you go outside!"

"It seems that I am not the only one who wants to kill Yan Ning?" Qian Shanxue's heart moved slightly, and then several weak screams came from the inner room of her footsteps.

"who I am?"

"Where am I?"

"What's the third question?"

"Yan Ning is awake?" Qian Shanxue looked into the house again, then temporarily let go of the flying knife, lowered her body and listened carefully to the movements in the house.

"Huh? I am the eldest master of Zhenbei Hou, or the first heir to the position of marquis? My family has money, food and land. My father also takes charge of 80,000 Zhenbei Iron Cavalry and the Five Palaces of Beichuan in Weizhen? Not bad, I want to be a playboy!" Yan Ning's voice sounded again.

"Are you lost your memory?" Qian Shanxue frowned slightly.

"Wait, it seems something is wrong? My dad is dead?!" Yan Ning sat up suddenly.

"It seems... I haven't lost my memory?" Qian Shanxue's brows relaxed.

"Wow, it's so exciting to come up. Moreover, this world seems to be a world of high martial arts. Demons and monsters are used to harm the people. A saint can cut off mountains and rivers with one sword. The most important thing is that I can't fight at all?"

"You only know?"

"I have a marriage contract, which was suddenly decided by my dead father three months ago. General Ning Yuan's only daughter, the super genius girl Qianshanxue?"

"..." Qianshan snow.

"I'm so familiar with the beginning? Which idiot author wrote it? With my ten years of novel reading experience, now starting with this kind of plot, I'm most likely going to be a pug, right?"

“…”

"The army travels through 30 million times. Today, it is a time when all the flowers are blooming. There are so many schools. What kind of farming flows, the heavens flow, the soft rice flows, the extreme road flows, the academic master flows... But my this is quite obvious. If this is not a waste material flow, I will broadcast the bird chopping live!"

"Chop birds?" Qian Shanxue was slightly stunned for a moment, and was a little confused for a moment: "Does my good-looking fiancé have any special hobbies?"

“…”

“Cruff!”

The door of the inner room was pushed open.

A servant in blue clothes walked into the house, holding a bowl of Chinese medicine that had just been cooked, but his legs were trembling slightly.

Here comes!

He came with poison!

Qianshanxue could have guessed the next plot, but she did not mean to stop it, but chose to continue watching patiently.

"Young Master, are you...you are awake? Then hurry up and drink the medicine while it's hot." The Qingyi servant put the wooden plate on the table and then brought the medicine bowl to Yan Ning.

"Feed medicine when I come up? This is so terrifying plot is becoming more and more familiar. Unfortunately, it's not Pan Jinlian, otherwise I can feel the green mood. However, I can recite this kind of wasteful plot even if I lie down. Generally speaking, if it's a maid who feeds medicine, it's a personal maid, who belongs to the harem +1. If it's a servant, it's usually... an evil slave." Yan Ning muttered.

"Young Master, what did you say?" The Qingyi's servant was sweating and handed the medicine bowl forward with a trembling expression.

"Bold dog slave, why do you poison me? Who instructed you?!" Yan Ning shouted directly, and at the same time, with a wave of his right hand, he knocked the medicine bowl to the ground.

No matter whether he is good or bad, to be on the safe side, I will be scared first.

As for overturning a bowl of medicine...

At worst, it’s a refry.

"Bang!"

The medicine bowl fell to the ground.

A pungent breath spread slightly.

The face of the Qingyi servant turned pale and was seen through? The eldest young master knew that the medicine was poisonous!

"Ah... Master, please spare me, it's not that I want to harm you!" The trembling legs of the Qingyi family could no longer stand, and he knelt down with a plop.

"Sure enough, everything is under control!" Yan Ning sneered in his heart. This bloody plot was guessed at once, and it was not difficult at all.

Do you dare to innovate?

My master, I have read 387 time travel novels, and are super talents who are proficient in 9,724 routines. You just use this to fool me?

Yan Ning looked at the Qingyi servant who was almost paralyzed in fear in front of him and raised his head forty-five degrees.

Qianshanxue was a little surprised because the Qingyi family was obviously Yan Ning's personal servant, and under normal circumstances, Yan Ning should not have doubted it.

"It's not that you want to harm me, it means that you are being instructed?" Yan Ning spoke again in the room. The quality of the guy in front of him was too poor. If nothing unexpected happened, he could get the mastermind behind the scenes in minutes.

"No...no, no...no...no...no...no...no...nobody's vital..."

"You bold dog slave, you dare to murder the eldest son? You still want to poison the eldest son's medicine? Who gave you the dog courage? If I don't take you to the Dharma on the spot today, I will be useless as the butler of the Hou Mansion!"

Just as Yan Ning was "coercion and torture", someone rushed in outside the door again, and rushed to the Qingyi servant in just a few steps.

"Butler Wang, I don't..."

"Pu Thorn!"

Before the Qingyi servant finished speaking, a short knife had already stabbed into the heart.

Take action very quickly.

Butler Wang looked ferocious.

The Qingyi family servant grabbed Butler Wang's sleeve tightly, with blood in his mouth, and his eyes gradually lost their minds, and finally fell to the ground.

All this happened very quickly.

Blood sprayed on the ground.

The house was filled with blood.

Yan Ning confirmed that he could not beat anyone after seeing him.

However, this small difficulty cannot affect the overall situation, and everything is still under control.

"Butler Wang, you... have you killed someone?" Yan Ning immediately followed the cowardly look of "Yan Ning" in his memory, looking very frightened, and kept retreating backwards.

"The eldest young master was frightened. Fortunately, I heard the movement in the room. If I were to go one step late, I would not dare to think about the consequences!" Butler Wang said while pulling out the short knife.

"My father is gone, I'm afraid alone... Butler Wang, why are you still holding a knife in your hand? You're about to throw the knife!" Yan Ning retreated again.

"Young Master, don't be afraid. Look, I have put away the knife." Butler Wang immediately took the knife back, but did not listen to Yan Ning's words and threw the knife to the ground.

"This corpse?" Yan Ning's eyes moved, but he did not continue to let Butler Wang act according to his instructions, but pointed at the Qingyi servant on the ground in horror again.

"It's okay, just a dog slave. I'll throw him out now. The eldest young master is weak and sick, but he still needs to rest more. After I finish dealing with it, I will report to my wife that the culprit behind the scenes will be found and the eldest young master will be given an explanation." Butler Wang looked at Yan Ning, who was panicked with contempt, and then bent down and grabbed the Qingyi servant's arm and pulled it out of the house.

But at this moment, Yan Ning, who was already frightened, had already quietly come from the bed behind Butler Wang without any trace.

Qianshanxue's eyes lit up slightly.

Because, from her angle, when Yan Ning got out of bed, she also picked up a solid wood red stool the size of a bucket beside the bed.

"The first element of the waste stream is to get the hatred value up first!"

"Dong!"

A dull sound.

The solid wood red stool hit Housekeeper Wang's head.

Butler Wang's body suddenly froze in place, his face full of disbelief. He wanted to look back at Yan Ning and look at this young master who was so cowardly that he didn't even dare to watch the chicken.

However, he had not had time to look back.

The second blow from the solid wood red stool came again.

"The second element of killing and robbing people is necessary to remember to finish the attack!"
To be continued...