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However, this was not the case. Since a swordsman had no desire to meet his sovereign, what was the use of a woman coming here in the middle of the night?

This was the rule of a swordsman when meeting a sovereign, his rule when killing: If a master begged him to kill, he must come to him in the middle of the night. First, he recited a poem, then he cried for a while and used the name of the victim.

After crying for a very long time, the sky began to brighten.

"A swordsman meeting his sovereign won't get up, and he won't even speak …" The woman slowly sat up and began to inspect her surroundings.

The entire mountain was filled with peach trees. It was as if the entire world was filled with peach trees.

It was the season for peach blossoms to bloom, but the peach blossoms had not bloomed. It was not because there was no spring here, but rather, because this was Jiangnan and spring came earlier than any other place. It was impossible to say that the peach tree was fake, but the ground was filled with peach blossoms.

The spring of the peach tree had passed, and the woman had come too late. What a coincidence.

She removed the cloth from her waist, shook it open, and slowly took out a bunch of chrysanthemums, a stack of paper money, three sticks of incense, two candles, and a short sword.

He lit incense, lit candles, and burned paper money. It was time to end himself!

She picked up the dagger, pulled out the black whistle, closed her eyes, and stabbed down at her chest …

If a person's life and death had already been seen through, what else could make her linger in this world?

Even an assassin only needed skill and courage to kill someone else. Using his own hands to end his own life, didn't that mean he needed even more courage and determination? Moreover, she was only a woman, a young and beautiful woman?

At this critical moment, a leaf sized object shot over. With a "ding", the dagger was broken in half.

Under the flickering candle light, she looked down and saw a copper coin spinning on the ground.

"Who?" Her intuition told her that this person would not let her die.

"Who?" "Come out!" She cried out, "I know it's you …" She was very helpless, frustrated, lost, sad, and began to despair …

The top of the tree disappeared in a puff of smoke without a sound.

This woman also knew that there were people, but her martial arts were not as good as his. If she found out that it was someone else, then of course she wouldn't be able to tell where they were going?

"Miss!" An anxious and sharp female voice pierced the air above the peach forest.

Puff puff puff …

A healthy horse galloped over, its hooves landing on the soft soil with a thud.

The man tightened the reins, the horse raised its head and whinnied. It stopped, jumped up and fell to the ground. One could tell at a glance that he was someone from the Martial Competition.

"Young mistress, come back with me. The old master is looking for you!" This person immediately grabbed the black shadow lady's hand, her hand was as cold as ice.

"Little Wen, go back first, I'm not going back!" The young mistress retracted her hand.

Little Wen was a maidservant. It was really hard for her to do what Eldest Miss said, but she had to do it according to Master's instructions. She lowered her head and said, "Miss, there are a lot of living people. Why are you begging for death? Let's go back to Jiang-Nan Carefree Villa. The old master is waiting for you! "

"He is not a dead man! He's not a dead man! " The Miss flung her head and screamed. Her face was purple, and she was very excited as she said, "He's not dead, he's not dead, he's not dead!" She would never believe that this dead man had already died, this killer who had waited for five years had died.

Little Wen was shocked by her master's shout.

Miss Master was furious for a moment before she turned around and left.

After a while, Little Wen saw that Miss Ye was about to leave, so she followed and said, "Miss, let me go with you."

"Stop!" You go back first! "I want to calm down." Miss Jun'er's footsteps were a little faster.

Little Wen was very obedient. She stopped and looked at the young lady disappearing into the peach forest. How could she dare to disobey his orders? Xiao Yao Villa was the number one villa in Jiangnan, and was a merchant guild for generations. Their business was very big, and there were thousands of servants under the manor. How could a maidservant not listen to the words of a young miss?

Little Wen jumped on her horse and was about to rush back. Suddenly he caught sight of a man lying not far from the peach tree, a man in white.

She walked closer and saw a young girl in her prime. Her face was ashen, and she was no longer breathing. The wound on her left wrist had yet to heal. She immediately shouted, "Miss found it!"

Little Wen had never met a swordsman before, so she thought it was him, so she shouted.

The young mistress had not gone far. Furthermore, she did not see that person. How could she have left? She was washing her face by the river not far away. Women were born with a love for beauty. Even if they wanted to die, they would have to do it beautifully.

Now, when she heard the maidservants' cries, did she find it? A swordsman meeting his master?