When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

So as expected, Yang Chong encountered an accident.

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dusk.

The setting sun is like blood.

A gust of wind blew through the yard, and the closed door was blown open.

A dark color reflected on the four people who were having dinner. Today, the demon of revenge visited this courtyard.

Yang Chong looked at the man who was barely shrouded in darkness. His eyes were devoured by him. He exuded a cold and desperate aura. The slightly strange clothing, the peculiar black sword, and the iconic scar on his face all told Yang Chong the other person's identity.

At this time, the black and white Xuan Jian used the world as cloth and the murderous aura as ink, rendering it layer by layer. The murderous aura that seemed to be real was obviously a very terrifying thing, but Yang Chong saw a strange beauty in it.

That is the ability of a top swordsman, integrating murderous aura, sword energy, sword momentum, and sword intent, using nothingness to influence reality and kill people invisibly.

"My luck is really bad." Yang Chong put down the bowl in his hand and slowly stood up. However, he was not as panicked as imagined. Instead, he became surprisingly calm. Jingwei and the other two also stood up. The scene they least wanted to face finally happened.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian looked at the four people in the room, and there was a hint of amusement in his cold eyes. A beautiful female master and a country boy, such a combination must have a very interesting story, even if it has not happened yet.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian's eyes turned, and without saying much, he slashed at Jing Wei with his sword. He wanted the owner of this place to experience the pain of losing a loved one, or in other words, he wanted to see an interesting story.

Black and White Xuan Jian swung his sword and Yang Chong directly blocked in front of Jing Wei. He knew that he could not let Jing Wei take action no matter what, otherwise he would be really dead. However, by then, it would not be Black and White Xuan Jian who would kill him, but Jing Wei.

The sword energy filled with the breath of death instantly enveloped Yang Chong's body, and as it raged, it directly ripped his clothes into strips.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Hei Bai Xuan Jian looked at Yang Chong who was standing in front of Jing Wei. For a moment, she seemed to see another person in Yang Chong. At that time, she also stood in front of me like this and blocked the fatal attack for me.

"Afraid." Yang Chong tried his best to calm himself.

"Why are you still trying to block? No one has ever survived my sword." Hei Xuan Xuan Jian, whose mind was touched, seemed to have forgotten about killing Yang Chong for a moment. The black sword pointed at Yang Chong's neck, and the murderous aura was overflowing, but not a single sword hit Yang Chong's vital points.

"I am not only afraid of death, I am also afraid of pain, but there are things I am more afraid of." Knowing that he had won the bet in one round and did not need to start the second round, Yang Chong deliberately made his voice tremble.

"Hmm? What are you more afraid of?" asked Hei Bai Xuan Jian.

"I am more afraid that the person I love will die in front of me." Yang Chong said in a serious tone.

As Yang Chong said this, Aunt Wei and Qingque looked at him at the same time. They did not expect that Yang Chong would use his body to block Jingwei at the critical moment of life and death, and they did not expect Yang Chong to say such words.

What a deep affection! Even though they were assassins of Luowang and had already regarded feelings as something that could be discarded at any time, they couldn't help but feel touched at this moment.

Because Yang Chong is not just talking now, but is putting his body in front of Jingwei, facing the desperate black sword that has killed everyone in Weijiazhuang.

Only Jingwei had a blank expression from beginning to end, as if nothing could cause any fluctuations in her mood, whether it was Yang Chong's deep affection or Hei Bai Xuan Jian's murderous intent.

Are you more afraid that the person you love will die in front of me? Thinking about these words, Hei Bai Xuan Jian trembled in his heart, and couldn't help but think of his dead wife Wei Xianxian. She was also very afraid of pain. Normally, she would tear up when she got a needle pricked her hand. But at that time, she used her body to block the knife for me. She was obviously so afraid of pain.

As Hei Bai Xuan Jian was thinking about it, the hand holding the sword was already trembling slightly, which was simply impossible for a swordsman.

"Is she your wife?" asked Hei Bai Xuan Jian.

"Not yet, but it will be soon. Next month, I will marry Niu Shang." Yang Chong said.

"I'm afraid you can't wait until next month." Hei Bai Xuan Jian grinned, his face full of grimness.

"Fortunately, the situation is not too bad now. At least we are still together." Yang Chong replied, the fear on his face could hardly be concealed. This degree was just right.

"It's not too bad. You should get married now. If you get married now, I can guarantee that you will be the last two people to die in this manor." I don't know what Hei Bai Xuan Jian was thinking of, and he actually said such a sentence.

Chapter 38 A Sudden Wedding

"Get married?" Yang Chong was stunned. He just wanted to find someone who could survive from the sword of Hei Bai Xuan Jian, and then wait for the opportunity for the transaction. Why did it involve getting married?

The words Yang Chong just said were merely the countermeasures he came up with during the short period of time when Hei Bai Xuan Jian's visit was not unexpected.

He just intended to express his emotions with words and actions, to move people with emotions, and to take advantage of Hei Bai Xuan Jian's feelings for Wei Xianxian. He didn't want Hei Bai Xuan Jian to show mercy to him, but at least he wouldn't chop him with a sword right away.

Because Yang Chong knew that a ruthless killer would be fine if he didn't fall in love, but once he fell in love, he would be the most affectionate person in the world. This was the case with Wei Xianxian towards the current Hei Bai Xuan Jian. If nothing changed, this would be the same with his daughter towards the future Jing Wei.

His goal was achieved, but he did not expect the current situation. He thought of various situations, but he did not expect that Hei Bai Xuan Jian would say such a thing.

marriage?

Me and Jingwei? Yang Chong looked at Jingwei behind him blankly in shock. The question in front of him was a little beyond the scope.

Well, Yang Chong is indeed not a genius. He just uses his foresight to make some struggles that others cannot do. But what is happening in front of him?

"This is a gift from me to her. She should like it." Hei Bai Xuan Jian said as he walked towards the yard and then sat down cross-legged. Tonight, he was not busy killing people. He wanted to witness a wedding in person as a gift to his deceased wife.

As for what happens next? Of course, the gift must be sent to the deceased wife.

Black and White Xuan Jian's absurd request made Aunt Wei ready to give it a try, but Jing Wei stopped her with her eyes. At Jing Wei's signal, Aunt Wei asked Black and White Xuan Jian in the yard: "Are you telling the truth?"

The only response from Aunt Wei was Hei Bai Xuan Jian's silence. He wanted to use the wedding of the couple in the room as a gift to his wife Wei Xianxian. This was only because of his feelings for his wife, but he himself did not feel anything about the "gift".

"Why are you still watching? The situation is beyond our control now. Our lives are in his hands. In order to live a few more days, we can only do what he says." Aunt Wei, who got an answer that was not an answer from Hei Bai Xuan Jian, said to Yang Chong again.

"Niu Shang?" Yang Chong looked at the woman behind him. Hei Bai Xuan Jian's unconventional behavior made him confused for a moment.

"We were going to get married anyway, it's just a little earlier now." Jingwei said coldly. She didn't need to show too many emotions in front of the man. Just her face was enough to make the man unable to say no.

"This is the only way." Aunt Wei said helplessly.

"It's a marriage after all. Although the current situation is really... but it's the only time in life, so we can't be too particular about it. My dear son-in-law, you and Qingque clean up the west room into a new home, and I'll clean up for Niu Shang as well." Aunt Wei added, and then pulled Niu Shang into the east room.

"What are you thinking? Hei Bai Xuan Jian is crazy, are you crazy too? You want to marry Yang Chong under such circumstances?" Aunt Wei leaned close to Jing Wei's ear and whispered softly.

"What was our original plan?" Jingwei asked in a voice transmission.

"Marry into the Yang family, and then force the father and son of the Yang family into a desperate situation. In the desperate situation, you get the secrets of the Yang family. And as a member of the Yang family, you have a truly innocent identity in the Wei State. You can also get close to Wei Wuji through the relationship between the Yang family and Wei Wuji." Aunt Wei said.

"Isn't it a desperate situation now?" Jingwei replied.

"You mean?" Aunt Wei was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Jingwei to have such an idea.

"You talk too much." Jingwei tied up a strand of her long hair and no longer had the mood to talk.

Not long after, Yang Chong, who had finished cleaning up the bridal chamber with Qingque, walked through the main hall and came to the inner room, where he saw the 'bride' he had not seen for a long time. Under the guidance of Aunt Wei, Yang Chong came to the bed, then bent down with his back to the bride. The bride stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck, and pressed her perfect body against him.

Feeling the soft and plump outline from behind, Yang Chong felt his heart beating violently. As his eyes moved downwards, he saw two slender hands hanging naturally in front of him. The slender fingers were as white and tender as freshly peeled onions, and even the round nails looked so cute. However, Yang Chong also knew that these hands also held countless lives, and he might very well add a murderous aura to these hands.

The bride in the room is Luowang's top killer Jingwei, and the guest in the yard is the undead Hei Bai Xuan Jian who came for revenge. This is really... Yang Chong felt an extreme sense of excitement while being nervous.

It's so wonderful!

"Let's go, let's go. I'm bewitched by the bride." Qingque looked at the dazed Yang Chong. Even though this wedding was really weird, even though it started under the threat of death, he still couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yang Chong's face turned red. This was his first time getting married. Even though he knew that this wedding was absurd, he still felt a little embarrassed. He quickly calmed himself down and walked towards the door. When passing through the door frame, he subconsciously bent his knees to lower his height to prevent the bride on his back from hitting her head. Aunt Wei beside him couldn't help but look at him sideways.

In the yard, a charming female killer walked into the yard and came to Hei Bai Xuan Jian.

"Lord Xuan Jian, what are you doing?" Looking at the newlyweds worshiping heaven and earth in the room, Black Widow was unable to react for a moment.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian came to kill someone but didn't come back for a long time. She was worried that Hei Bai Xuan Jian had encountered an accident, so she followed the trail left by Hei Bai Xuan Jian, but she never expected to see the scene in front of her.

"I don't want to kill anyone tonight, so you can sit down and watch." Hei Bai Xuan Jian rarely explained.

He fully trusted the Black Widow. Without any order from her superiors, the Black Widow came with him to Weijiazhuang to seek revenge, for which Hei Bai Xuan Jian thanked her.

"Are you getting married?" Black Widow asked puzzledly, but she still sat down next to Hei Bai Xuan Jian.

"Isn't a wedding between life and death very interesting?" Hei Bai Xuan Jian looked at the wedding in the main hall with a calm expression, but there was a hint of melancholy in his cold eyes. The newlyweds might be unfortunate, but they were much luckier than him.

"Except for Lord Xuan Jian, I'm afraid no one would think so, not even them." Black Widow shook her head and laughed. She still couldn't quite understand Black and White Xuan Jian's thoughts.

"They are trying hard to grasp what they can have, even if the time they have is very short." Hei Bai Xuan Jian said, his eyes full of reminiscence: Xian Xian and I lack a wedding.

Chapter 39 Let’s have fun first

In Hei Bai Xuan Jian's recollection, the newlyweds in the main hall had already paid homage to heaven and earth and their only elder, Aunt Wei. Amid Aunt Wei's forced smile, the bride in her wedding dress was led into the bridal chamber by the groom Yang Chong.

As the lights flickered, Yang Chong sat on the corner of the bed, lowering his head and pondering. Things were becoming more and more interesting.

"You stood in front of me just now, was it just because you liked me?" Jingwei took the initiative to speak as Yang Chong sighed.

As a killer, Jingwei was able to possess strength comparable to that of a top-tier killer at such a young age. Naturally, this was achieved through her own hard work. Countless people died at her hands, including many so-called masters. However, the performance of those people before they died was completely different from Yang Chong's.

Fear will only make people crazy, and that is what is happening to the villagers in Weijia Village now. But in Yang Chong, Jingwei saw that he was fearless because of fear.

While Jingwei was feeling strange, she also felt as if something was touched. Although her sword was sharp, it seemed to be missing something, a little spirit.

"Yes." Yang Chong, who didn't know why Jingwei suddenly asked such a question, could only answer yes.

"What's the reason? Is it just that we are already engaged?" Jingwei asked again.

"Yes, no man would allow his woman to be killed in front of him. If the outcome cannot be changed, then he can choose to die first." Yang Chong emphasized again.

Although Jingwei is ruthless, she is beautiful enough, and that is enough.

"What do you like about me?" Jingwei asked herself. This time she was not asking Yang Chong.

"You are my wife." Yang Chong said. Deep affection requires reasons and process, but liking someone does not need them. It only requires a momentary impulse, but now it requires a reason that looks good.

The bridal chamber suddenly fell into silence.

In the silence, listening to the faint breathing of Jingwei beside his ear, Yang Chong's heart gradually fell into a struggle between his conscience and his desires. Being impulsive is good, but there will be punishment for being impulsive!

As the saying goes, to die under a peony flower is to be a romantic ghost. Although Jingwei is not a peony flower, she is a mermaid. Now that things have already happened, the killer of Luowang has become his bride in the bridal chamber. Facing the seemingly predetermined fate, what choice does Yang Chong have?

Rather than slowly walking towards death in worry, it is better to enjoy everything that can be enjoyed now. In this way, even if the fight fails, even if he dies, it is not too bad after all, right? Probably! He will be a man bathed in flames in the future.

Yang Chong thought pretentiously, but in fact he had already made up his mind, with such beauty in front of him, how could he not enjoy it?

When Yang Chong said in front of Yan Lingji that he wanted to burn to death like a flame, rather than die silently in a dilapidated house like old man Li, who was burdened with great hatred, he had already realized it.

He wanted to master the strongest martial arts, defeat the most powerful enemy, possess the most beautiful woman, and obtain the highest power. He didn't just say these words to show off in front of Yan Lingji, he really wanted to do it.

Hesitation was just an act. Yang Chong, who had never hesitated before, walked to the washbasin, tidied himself up a little, and then walked towards the bed and his bride.

The room was small, so Yang Chong quickly walked to the bed and then reached out to pinch the two corners of the red veil. The faint fragrance from Jingwei lingered in his breath. Although he knew that the woman in front of him was a cold killing weapon, he couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope. What if the story could develop in another direction? Could he really do it?

As Yang Chong slowly lifted the red veil, the bride's face appeared in his sight. She had an absolutely beautiful appearance and natural beauty, enough to be called the most stunning beauty in the country. Her skin was as white as jade, and more delicate than peach blossoms. The rosy complexion showed her charm. Her skin was crystal clear, just like the bright moon in the sky, stealing the beauty of heaven and earth.

If he could really live with such a stunningly beautiful wife, it would be the luckiest thing in the world. However, he could not die without regrets, since he was already dead. As for Yan Lingji, she had already been forgotten by Yang Chong.

"My husband seems to be scared?" Jingwei looked at Yang Chong in front of her and asked with her delicate red lips slightly opening and closing.

Is this my goal? Is this also the first time that I need to use weapons other than a sword to complete the task? Jingwei's eyes wandered over Yang Chong's body, and she felt a sense of strangeness in her heart that she could not understand.

Although Luowang's killers would stop at nothing to achieve their goals, and it was common for them to use honey traps on their targets, this was her first time doing such a mission. Although she had already developed a cold personality through Luowang's missions time and again, she was still a little nervous at this moment. After all, this was her first time, her first time in every sense of the word.

Moreover, she also saw the shadow reflected in the depths of Yang Chong's eyes. The owner of that shadow was herself. Jingwei saw herself, and saw herself in the eyes of others.

Is this how I look in other people’s eyes? Red makeup and white face, cold and without any tenderness. Jingwei felt like he didn’t recognize himself anymore.

"My lady, I don't want to offend you." Yang Chong said.

Jingwei was slightly startled, not knowing how to respond. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I am your wife now."

"I am your husband now." As Yang Chong spoke, he had already sat down next to Jingwei. The outer sides of their thighs were pressed tightly together, and they both felt a touch that was unfamiliar to them, but it should not be unfamiliar in the future.

Yang Chong stopped thinking about it and simply raised his hand to hold Jingwei in his arms. Looking at that delicate and bright little face, he kissed that slightly opened little mouth without thinking.

Let’s just enjoy everything first, and as for the future, of course we’ll talk about it later.

Jingwei frowned subconsciously when being kissed. She didn't like the feeling of being out of control of her body. Moreover, it was too close. She was exposing her weakness in front of others. Although this other person was her 'husband' now, her husband was just the target of the mission.

At this time, Yang Chong had already kissed Jingwei's beautiful eyebrows, as if he wanted to smooth out those slightly wrinkled brows. Jingwei's breath bloomed between Yang Chong's breaths, turning into a mellow taste that was intoxicating his mind.

The beauty trap has been the best strategy since ancient times. Of course, it is the most sincere strategy.

Because it is truly given.

Chapter 40: A gentle place

Under Yang Chong's tenderness, Jingwei's frown gradually relaxed, and she was controlled by Yang Chong and fell on the wedding bed. As the belt was pulled open by Yang Chong, the wedding dress naturally spread out to both sides.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Yang Chong knelt aside with a pious look on his face, as if he was worshiping the most beautiful goddess in the world.

Yang Chong was admiring the mermaid in front of him. This killer seemed unqualified. Her breathing seemed heavier, but she stared at Yang Chong in front of her, as if wondering why she was just looking at her like that. Shouldn't she be doing something else now?

Now Jingwei was in a very strange mood even to herself. For the mission, she had been prepared for the current matter and did not care much about it. It was just a tool that did not achieve the purpose. It was not as worthy of her cherishment as the Jingwei Sword.

But she is a woman after all.

What's wrong with me? Jingwei looked at Yang Chong in confusion. Is it all because of him?

Facing that puzzled and bewildered gaze, Yang Chong could no longer suppress his restlessness. He stretched out his empty hand behind Jingwei and tore open the buckle. As his hand twitched, a cloud rose in his palm and was then thrown aside. The lights in front of him seemed too bright, dazzling Yang Chong into a trance.

What is Black and White Xuan Jian, what is Jing Wei.