Zixiao Pavilion master touched his chin and did not hide it.

"The girl is surrounded by 500 royal guards. It seems a little tricky. I'm going to send 20 disciples."

The killers of Zixiao Pavilion always act alone. Unless there is a big task, they will work together in three or five times. Like this, it is the only time since the establishment of Zixiao Pavilion.

Chu Shaoyang also knows how powerful the disciples of Zixiao pavilion are. A thousand face young master alone is a headache for him. As long as these disciples have half the Kung Fu of master Qianmian, no one in the world can live.

However, there are only 500 soldiers around her

Is it worth the battle of Zixiao Pavilion leader to send out 20 disciples?

What's more, she is a weak woman who can't master martial arts. If a disciple of Zixiao Pavilion makes a move, a little finger will kill her.

As for the 500 imperial guards, they did not care about Chu Shaoyang.

That's five hundred pieces of wood!

Decoration!

No shit!

Zixiao Pavilion master's eyes such as electricity, in Chu Shaoyang's face a sweep, he saw the doubts in his heart.

"That girl is not what she used to be. I can't underestimate it." He shook his head slightly, took another book from behind, turned to a page, and handed it to Chu Shaoyang.

Chu Shaoyang took a look and his eyes were wide open. He could hardly believe what was recorded above.

With his chin taut, he turned the pamphlet to the cover.

Western Chu, Shen Ning.

These four words came into view.

Chu Shaoyang held the book tightly. Knowing that it recorded the details of her life, a heart couldn't help but get excited.

He held the book like a treasure, raised his head and looked directly at the Zixiao Pavilion master.

"I want to find a quiet place."

"Yes."

Zixiao Pavilion master called in a disciple and took Chu Shaoyang out.

It took him to the end of the bamboo grove.

Look down, the white fog is vast, not allowed to be a few deep.

The disciple took Chu Shaoyang to the place and left. He looked back at Chu Shaoyang curiously.

This is the forbidden area of the pavilion master. He will come here when he is in a bad mood or when he is in a good mood. However, others never dare to step forward. Even the young master, whom he likes most, has never been here.

Chu Shaoyang sits cross legged in the bamboo forest, listening to the rustle of the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves. The air is extremely fresh. If you take a deep breath, you will feel the sweetness.

It's a great place to retreat.

He put the book on his knees, and then wiped the sweat in his palms on his lapel. Then he opened the first page carefully and with an inexplicable mood.

He looked down hungrily.

Although the memory about her is as clear as if it had just happened. You can see the contents recorded in the pamphlet. Chu Shaoyang's heart is still like knocking over a bottle of Schisandra.

He seemed to have seen the old lady Shen, who he hated so much. She was stupid, stupid and stupid, but she was obsessed with herself. Later, in order to repay her kindness, he had to marry her as the imperial concubine, but he never looked at her in the eye.

He hates her! Hate her! Despise her!

Shen Biyun's position belongs to her, because it belongs to her!

Shen Biyun was the one who rescued himself from the deep lake!

Shen Biyun!

When the name came into sight, Chu Shaoyang suddenly moved.

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