Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 404 - 221: Pink Skeleton_4

Chapter 404: Chapter 221: Pink Skeleton_4

The onlookers around the chess game had all dispersed, except for Jiang Shouzhong.

"Destined to be invincible, destined to be invincible, in this vast world, who else can battle with me? Masters of the realm, merely so-so."

Li Nanshuang couldn’t help but shake her head with a sigh of emotion.

Seeing the tea stall’s old man with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, Li Nanshuang patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Qin, losing to a master like me is not disgraceful, it’s the honor of your life."

The young girl with a sword on her back strode away.

Jiang Shouzhong returned the teacup and hurriedly followed suit.

Watching the graceful man walk away, the tea stall’s young girl finally retracted her gaze; she glimpsed her grandfather collecting the pieces while muttering, wrinkled her small and delicate nose, and with her tender mouth, blurted out two words, "How shameful!"

Old Qin glared, "If it weren’t for that girl’s tricks, how many could beat me in this world?"

"Then why keep playing?"

The young girl rolled her eyes sassily.

Old Qin packed the chess pieces into a woven grass basket, chuckled, and said, "If I didn’t keep playing, could my precious granddaughter continue gazing at that handsome young man?"

The young girl blushed furiously and threw the collection of poems she was holding at him.

Old Qin caught the book of poems, turned his head to look at Jiang Shouzhong’s retreating back, and muttered softly, "The kid’s got a flourishing peach blossom, but little does he know, the biggest peach blossom is calamity, hehe, a beauty is but a skeleton, a skeleton, a beauty."

——

The two walked side by side through the alley at a leisurely pace.

The girl carrying the overly wide sword not only moved without hindrance, but her bearing was also enhanced by its heft, her steps light, her demeanor brimming with vitality.

Every time Jiang Shouzhong saw the girl, he felt as if life was full of sunshine.

"Murong Nan is dead."

After consecutive battles on the chessboard, Li Nanshuang stretched her limbs and spoke up.

"What?" Jiang Shouzhong was startled upon hearing that, showing a look of astonishment, "Murong Nan is dead?"

After clashing with the fellow at Famous Sword Villa and defeating him, even though he indeed had given the opponent a good thrashing during the encounter, there was no fatal harm inflicted or major injury. How could he have died?

"It’s got nothing to do with you."

Li Nanshuang said, "The body was only discovered last night. From the state of Murong Nan’s death, it appears he was killed by a demon, and the Yin Yang Sect’s female disciple, Zhang Lanlan was killed alongside him."

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the shoulders of the two, lending an air of romance to the scene.

Killed by a demon...

Jiang Shouzhong fell into deep thought.

Had Murong Nan offended someone who sought retaliation? Or was he just unlucky enough to cross paths with a passing demon?

"The Liushan Division doesn’t seem to have received any report of this," Jiang Shouzhong curiously remarked.

Li Nanshuang yawned cutely, with a hint of weary laziness, "In cases involving the nurturing of family members, the clan usually conducts an internal investigation, very rarely involving outsiders."

"I see."

Jiang Shouzhong nodded slightly.

Upon arrival at the courtyard, Wen Er was practicing his boxing inside.

After a long period of rest and recovery, Wen Er’s spirits had greatly improved, but he still couldn’t stop thinking about Miss Yan’er.

Thus, as soon as he saw Jiang Shouzhong, he hurriedly came over and asked, "Little Jiang, have you got any news about Miss Yan’er?"

Jiang Shouzhong earnestly replied, "The boss said that the last time he saw Yan’er, she was with the Crown Prince in the underground palace. I don’t know what’s happened to her now, but most likely she might be dead, since she was just a pawn after all."

"Alas, my heart is now dead."

Wen Er sighed.

Seeing his niece giving him a disdainful glare, Wen Er gave an embarrassed smile, "Actually, there’s nothing worth worrying over."

Looking at the handsome young man and beautiful young woman, Wen Er cleared his throat twice, changing the subject, "Little Jiang, I never got the chance to ask properly last time. You’re not married yet, right? Do you have any girl you fancy? Look at my girl Nanshuang..."

Bang!

Wen Er fell straight back.

Li Nanshuang withdrew her fist and said to Jiang Shouzhong, "Jiang, your cultivation isn’t bad now, come and have a go with me."

Jiang Shouzhong quickly waved his hands, "Boss, I haven’t fully recovered from my injuries yet."

Only then did Li Nanshuang remember that her opponent had almost been crippled. She sheathed her blade with a hint of regret, "Well, let’s forget it. When you’re better, we’ll have a good spar. Pick whatever weapon you’re good at."

I’m good with spears or staffs... Jiang Shouzhong muttered to himself and nodded with a smile.

After chatting with Li Nanshuang for a while, Jiang Shouzhong left.

Wen Er touched his reddened nose and helplessly said, "You’re too wild, girl. No wonder no man likes you. Even when your second uncle tries to matchmake for you, you manage to thwart it."

"I don’t need you to arrange matches for me, and besides... could I even get married?"

Li Nanshuang said with annoyance.

Suddenly remembering something, Wen Er looked at his precious niece with a heart full of distress and softly said, "Didn’t your master say, as long as you don’t break through to a higher level of cultivation in your lifetime, you will be fine."

"Who can be sure of that?"

Li Nanshuang rolled her eyes and waved her hand, "Enough, let’s not talk about this anymore. I’m going to sleep."

Wen Er sighed deeply.

When they were young, Li Nanshuang and Ran Qingchen were both stricken with a serious illness at the same time and also recovered together. To outsiders, this seemed a coincidence, but only he knew... the two girls had nearly died then.

That they were alive today was thanks to Jiang Wan’s help.

But that had left them with chronic conditions.

One could not fall in love, and the other could not break through in her cultivation.

...

In the narrow alley, Jiang Shouzhong walked alone in silence.

Suddenly, a thread of pipa music, faint as silk, drifted into his ears. At first, Jiang Shouzhong paid it no mind, but the music grew clearer and clearer, threading through the alley and piercing his bones like the tinkle of spring water.

Jiang Shouzhong abruptly stopped in his tracks.

He looked up at a distant wall and saw a familiar female figure standing quietly, her dress fluttering, cradling a pipa.

Qin Shier!

Once one of the top courtesans at the Xichu Pavilion.

Initially, this woman had bizarrely offered herself, and later when Jiang Shouzhong along with Qiu Ye and Xia He went to rescue someone from the Xichu Pavilion, she had pursued and tried to kill him, nearly costing him his life.

With the Xichu Pavilion sealed, she had disappeared without a trace.

To think he would encounter her here again.

"Master Jiang, I trust you’ve been well." Qin Shier’s tone was indifferent, her eyes exuding a coldness.

Jiang Shouzhong’s hand rested on the hilt of his blade as he smiled and said, "Ah, my good daughter, is this how you act when you see your foster parents? Shouldn’t you bow first so I can give you a nice red packet?"

At the words "foster parents," Qin Shier’s body erupted with murderous intent.

"I wanted to kill you last time, but Ran Qingchen was by your side. Today, you’ve finally appeared alone."

Qin Shier’s fingertips pressed against the strings and said coldly, "Any last words?"

Qin Shier was an absolute expert in the Heaven Desolation Boundary.

And Jiang Shouzhong was a martial artist at the Great Profound Sect Master Realm. Especially since his wounds hadn’t completely healed and much of the Seven Kills Blade’s malevolent energy had been depleted... But if it really came down to a fight, he would not back down.

"A disobedient good daughter, you want to kill your father?"

Jiang Shouzhong taunted.

Chime!

With a clear sound, the woman’s fair wrist lifted lightly, her five fingers danced through the air like swallows through willows, rapidly strumming the pipa strings.

Before the notes had faded, they turned razor-sharp, and the air vibrated fiercely. With the sound of piercing space, a series of forceful wind blades emerged, screaming towards him.

With a flash of cold light and turbulent air swirling around, dust rose everywhere.

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