After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

The tone was neither high nor low, and there was no emotional fluctuation.

The pressure is very strong.

Almost all the cold hairs of the young man stood upside down, and he could already feel the slightest coolness coming from his neck.

He couldn't turn his head, but he could still see from the corner of his eye.

Just the fan handle.

But how could a fan block him?

Most importantly, he didn't hear any breathing at all!

Robot? !

Yu Xiheng's brows were cold.

His hand was still holding the fan handle upside down, and his fingers were slender and white at the tips.

But suddenly the wrist bone turned over, the fan handle moved down, and hit the young man's shoulder at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye.

The young man was so frightened that he lost his voice, his whole body froze, and his mind completely stopped working.

Because he found that he couldn't move at all.

Acupuncture hand!

How could such a kung fu unique to the Great Xia Dynasty appear here? !

A martial arts show? !

The light suddenly came on, and Yu Xiheng raised her eyebrows slightly.

In less than half a second, he sat back in the wheelchair.

The fan handle tapped on the palm of the hand, as if nothing had happened.

"boom!"

Feng San ran downstairs and pressed the young man to the ground: "Speak! Who sent you here?"

After he noticed that someone had entered the small courtyard of the villa, he came out of the bedroom as soon as possible, trying to conquer the enemy.

But who would have thought that his ninth brother was still one step ahead of him.

Feng San was surprised.

Could it be that his ninth brother has been in the living room and didn't go up?

Si Fuqing also came down.

She first glanced at Yu Xiheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and then looked at the young man Feng San was pressing.

"Hey, no." Si Fuqing was a little disappointed, "I waited for so long, but a little scoundrel came?"

She deliberately exposed her breath when she broke the formation.

In this way, the head descender will definitely track down her position after being furious.

She can totally sit back and wait.

The only one who was completely unaware was Feng San, who was stunned: "So, so this person is here to assassinate Miss Si?!"

When did Miss Si get the same treatment as Jiu Ge?

Both of them are being hunted down, how many people in the world have to be mobilized?

"Yeah." Si Fuqing touched his chin, "That's why I don't want to stay tonight, but I don't want to make the boss sad. I also told you to go to bed early so that I can do it."

"Not bad Sansan, you are faster than me, you deserve encouragement!"

Feng San: "..."

He glanced at Yu Xiheng subconsciously, very ashamed.

As a dark guard, it turned out that Brother Jiu could do it himself, he might as well just die.

With a clear "ding" sound, Yu Xiheng put the fan on the coffee table.

But listening to the young killer's ears, it was like a demonic sound filling his ears, and his body trembled like a sieve: "Forgive my life! Forgive my life! I am following other people's orders! I have no malice!"

In a place like Lincheng, how can there be people who have kung fu?

"Look." Yu Xiheng's fingers were lightly clasped into a ring, and her tone was slow and unhurried, "How to deal with it?"

"If you want to kill me, it's fine, you can't kill the people around me." Si Fuqing squatted down, "I'm developing a new medicine recently, let's try it for you."

Before the young man could say "no", a cold, strawberry-flavored pill was stuffed in his throat.

Almost instantly, he felt a wind-cut pain in his limbs.

Not only that, there was a very bursting burning sensation in the stomach, and the internal organs were all mixed together.

"Isn't it delicious?" Si Fuqing opened his medicine box, "Look, it's chocolate and matcha."

Feng San took a step back in awe.

Miss Si is very good at pharmaceuticals, and she can make various flavors. How can she be a kitchen killer.

"I really just took over the organizational mission!" The young man began to beg for mercy frantically, "I don't have any grudges with you! This lady, you have a lot of people, let me go... let me go!"

Feng San grabbed the youth by the collar and forced him to raise his head.

"And the organization." Yu Xiheng nodded lightly, "Then deal with the consequences of your organization's betrayal."

The young man's eyes suddenly widened: "You... uh!"

Feng San directly wrapped his mouth with tape and dragged him down.

Yu Xiheng turned her head and saw that Si Fuqing was still looking at the fan.

He held his head, and his eyes were a little more meaningful: "Want to play?"

Si Fuqing raised his head, and the fox's eyes were bright: "Is it okay?"

"Yeah." Yu Xiheng's voice was warm, "It's not something important."

Only then did Si Fuqing pick up the fan and read it thoroughly.

It was only this time that she completely saw the whole picture of the fan.

When combined, the handle of the fan is sharp and the fan bone is hard, like a sword, but not as heavy as a sword.

When the fan is opened, it is like a machete, and it can sever marble when it spins out.

There are even twelve golden needles hidden in this fan bone.

There is a mechanism at the fan handle that can be pressed.

With this press, twelve golden needles are sent out, even if there are many people besieged, they will not fall behind.

The hidden weapon of the Mo family is number one in the world.

It's never bragging.

However, the same weapon, in fact, has the same principle as the anti-gravity armor she made.

Si Fuqing turned the fan in her hand and put it down, and then her eyes fell on the seemingly ordinary wheelchair under Yu Xiheng.

She bent down slightly and reached out to touch the wheel.

But in the middle of it, the man's cold fingers clasped his wrist, and a sigh fell from the top of his head: "Don't move this, be careful to hurt you."

It was this sentence that made Si Fuqing confirm that this wheelchair was definitely a hidden weapon from top to bottom.

She took a step back a little and said sincerely, "Boss, you are really amazing."

To allow the Mo family to create such a bone fan, and this unique wheelchair, if Yu Xiheng was only the ninth son of the Yu family, I'm afraid it would be very unqualified.

"I hear you say that every day, and my ears have grown calluses." Yu Xiheng leaned on the wheelchair, "What new words are there?"

"This time is different."

"Something is different."

Si Fuqing was very serious: "This time I have more sincerity."

When I came back, I heard Feng San: "..."

"It's more sincere." Yu Xiheng sat upright, just looking at her, "So you weren't sincere before?"

"Of course it's true, one is true, and two are true." Si Fuqing coughed twice, "How can true heart be so easy to give to people, do you think so, boss?"

"Yes." Yu Xiheng paused, "My biological siblings can also be killed for power."

He couldn't help but recall what happened in his previous life.

He was indeed not favored by the previous emperor, and he didn't even have the right to inherit. He was sent to the Buddhist Temple and was not allowed to return to the palace for six years.

Until later, he was forced to join the sixteen sons' life-and-death struggle for succession.

There is only one winner.

To lose, that is death is captivity.

He can only win.

"It seems like this is the case for all the big families. Don't be too sad, boss." Si Fuqing thought that he was talking about the Yu family, and comforted him, "The brothers and sisters I know are very good to me, and I will introduce them to you in the future!"

Different from what Si Fuqing thought, Yu Xiheng laughed slightly after hearing this sentence: "You have such a likable temperament, why would anyone treat you badly?"

Where are the elders who will not pamper them.

Si Fuqing: "..."

Her ears became hot for the first time, and she turned around quickly: "I'll go upstairs first, and I have to go to work at eight tomorrow! Boss, don't be too busy and go to bed."

Feng San squinted and stammered: "Ninth, Ninth brother, are you embarrassed for praising Miss Si?"

Yu Xiheng glanced at him.

Feng San understood and immediately got out: "I'm going to water the flowers!"

With the cold wind blowing outside, Feng San recalled that when he suppressed the killer, the killer had already been controlled by Yu Xiheng.

He fell into silence: "..."

It's said that this fan is only used for fans and decorations?

Feng San knew that this fan was jointly forged by several elder-level casters of the Mo Family, and the material was unparalleled in the world.

But after being with Yu Xiheng for so many years, he really never saw Yu Xiheng use a fan.

Feng San thought for a moment and opened the small group.

[@Express brother, dog thing, you have a little misjudgment. 】

【Little courier】:? ? ?

[Ninth brother's fan is not only used for fanning, I have seen other uses today. 】

This sentence was sent out, and a group chat call jumped out directly.

Feng San didn't answer, and he was very happy to see the people in the group jumping and scolding him again.

Sure enough, only by following Miss Si can you see these guys jumping up and down and unable to kill him.

So cool.

**

The next day, a new week arrives.

The Lincheng newspaper and the economic pages of major news websites reported that the Pei Group's capital chain was broken, and it is expected to be completely bankrupt within this week.

Netizens who watched the Weibo post of Star Court Law Firm were completely convinced.

[Absolutely, Si Fuqing's mouth opened wide, what to say. 】

[This is not worship? This is not goodbye? I went to worship! 】

[Wait, brother, add me one. 】

Si Fuqing also fell into silence as she watched the comments on her microblog worshiping the koi all at once.

She quickly read the fans' private messages, replied a few more comments, and then withdrew.

The computer interface returned to the eastern continent of Oracle.

On the screen, the silver masked swordsman had the words "180" full-level glittering on top of his head.

Si Fuqing was satisfied.

Very good, she waits for the white-clothed musician who killed her to come online, and she must kill him at level 10 in a row!

The assassin character played by Ji Xingzhi was spinning beside her.

[NINE]: Forgot to ask, my luck has been robbed, it's impossible for everyone to rob the same thing, right?

【Ji】: Of course, the more you take your luck, the harder it will be to take it back, because it proves that this person and your luck are highly compatible, and the longer time goes by, this part of luck and ta will soon be completely integrated. Well, if you burp, this part of luck will belong to others.

[NINE]: [smiles]

【Ji】: But the more you take, the worse it will be. Tsk tsk, I can't wait to see the results. This level of luck transfer formation is definitely not something that an onmyoji can handle. I have to go back and ask. old man.

[Ji]: By the way, a new dungeon will be opened on Friday, have you all called out? The forums are betting on whether you can do it or not, so don't miss out.

【NINE】: Missed? If I block ten, it's enough trouble to take you, and call someone else?

【Ji】:  …

【Ji】: As expected of you, God NINE.

In the legends of the rivers and lakes, NINE can kill opponents at level 40.

Si Fuqing got up and went to the kitchen to bring the fruit to Yu Tang by the way.

At Yu Tang's strong request, she is also living in the courtyard of the villa today.

in the adjoining bedroom.

Yu Tang lay on the table and started to kowtow on the table with a gloomy expression: "I'm so mad at me!"

Si Fuqing pushed open the door and came in, squinting his fox eyes and looking over: "Tangtang, what are you doing? How many brain cells do you have to die?"

"Cursing!" Yu Tang was very angry, "This person thinks that I am a dish, and it has even risen to a gender attack!"

Woohoo, she's so useless that she can't even scold the other side.

Si Fuqing walked over and took a closer look.

Familiar oracle interface.

"Current" [lemon candy with ice]: Female, right? What kind of pvp do you play girl? Can you not be ashamed?

"Currently" [Lemon Candy with Ice]: I really annoy you women the most. Every time I brush the dungeon, I will only drag my feet. If there are women, I have not cleared the dungeon. Can I just surrender? You said what else can you girls do besides play nanny? No technical operation, really service!

"Currently" [Lemon Candy with Ice]: It's rubbish to be speechless, just drive the last one, don't waste my time.

Oracle's pvp (player-to-player) system, if you get killed once, you will lose one level and equipment.

Yu Tang was killed three times and dropped three levels.

She practiced these three levels for a month.

Yu Tang was originally an optimist, and if she loses, she loses, but these three sentences made her cry out of anger.

"Okay, very arrogant, look down on girls?" Si Fuqing patted the back of the chair and smiled, "Tangtang, get up."

Yu Tang was stunned for a while, then got up subconsciously, and saw Si Fuqing sitting down in her original position.

They are still pretty sweet!

See you tomorrow~~