From the Valkyrie to the Endless

Although the nearly twelve years seemed a long time, there was finally some hope.

Gathering his thoughts, Shen Qing tried his best to recall the memories of his previous life, searching for clues to break the deadlock.

After recalling it over and over again for a while, Shen Qing finally found some clues.

Shen Lie came from a military background. His martial arts skills had reached the pinnacle of the world and he had entered the realm of a martial arts grandmaster. Naturally, he had tried to teach Shen Qing martial arts.

It's a pity that Shen Qing didn't have much interest in fighting in the battlefield. She couldn't even make it through the stage of strengthening her physical body. She only learned some basic breathing techniques and practiced some simple boxing and kicking, which were barely enough to deal with the low-level bandits.

His attainments in music, chess, calligraphy and painting are quite good. He is well versed in ancient music and modern rhythms, and his calligraphy and painting are also of high quality.

This kind of personality is undoubtedly very popular among the wealthy and noble families in Da Xia. In the past, people who proposed to Shen Qing were like a stream of carp crossing the river, one after another.

Things are different now. What Shen Qing cares most about now are the skills that Shen Lie taught him.

Shen Lie is the Grand Marshal of the current dynasty. He has great power in the court and is obsessed with martial arts. Naturally, he has collected a large number of secret manuals on mysterious skills, all of which are top-notch in the world.

Fortunately, although his predecessor was not keen on martial arts, he had an extraordinary memory and could remember all the martial arts he had seen.

In order to reduce the pain of practicing, her predecessor once searched through the entire family treasure house, trying to find a shortcut. Now, all these skills are completely stored in her memory, which is almost equivalent to a mobile scripture library.

After discovering this, Shen Qing finally grasped at the life-saving straw and began to search hard for a martial art that was suitable for his current situation.

"The Dragon Loach Turns Over", "The Whale Swallows the Sun", "Stepping on the River and Brushing Willows"...

wow——

An unknown amount of time had passed. Just as Shen Qing was selecting various martial arts, she was awakened by the harsh sound of iron chains rubbing against each other.

The light in the cell was dim. There were only two oil lamps burning in the distance. The weak flames flickered as if they would go out at any time.

At this time, the prison door was wide open, and two figures stood beside the door. One of them was about thirty years old, with a burly build, fierce eyes, and a dark blue suit of Tianlao with a hidden gold thread on the collar.

The other one standing behind him was wearing fine iron armor, a visor, and a long sword on his waist, and his whole body was glowing with a cold light.

Shen Qing had seen this set of armor in his memory. The Great Xia Emperor's personal guard, the Cavalry Battalion, had a total of no more than 3,000 men, and it assembled the bravest soldiers picked from a hundred miles away from the army. They could easily defeat ten enemies with one.

"She is the only one left. Take her away."

The jailer spoke calmly, with a hint of obvious contempt in his eyes. All the female members of the Shen family, except Shen Qing, had died.

Dying in defense of his own honor in this way can be regarded as preserving Shen Lie's reputation for the rest of his life.

However, Shen Qing is the daughter of a general, but she lives alone. She is so afraid of death that she undoubtedly disgraces the family's reputation and is unworthy of her ancestors' legacy, which will bring shame to the entire Shen family.

"Come with me."

A whisper came from under the visor, full of indifference, and he turned around to lead the way.

Shen Qing did not say a word. He stood up dragging his heavy shackles, calmly put half a piece of Gelsemium elegans into his sleeve, and slowly walked out of the cell.

The jailer at the side took out the key impatiently, unlocked Shen Qing's shackles, turned around and locked the cell door again.

The collective suicide of the women of the Shen family made the emperor quite angry. There were no less than dozens of jailers implicated in the prison, and the large number of deaths has led to a shortage of staff.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to personally deal with such trivial matters.

After the shackles were removed, Shen Qing's steps became much lighter. He followed the man and walked slowly out of the prison.

It was midnight outside, the moon was at its zenith, and the moonlight was like mercury leaking on the ground, covering the silent long street with a layer of silver frost. The already chilly autumn night seemed even colder.

What surprised Shen Qing was that on the wide street, there were more than a hundred cavalrymen standing in formation around a carriage. They were all wearing armor and holding swords, with crossbows behind them.

After a little thought, Shen Qing understood that there was no need to use such a big fuss just to escort her alone. This was because they were afraid of being robbed.

A gust of cold wind blew past, penetrating the thin prison uniform. Shen Qing's cheeks, which were already lacking some blood color, became even paler, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The soldier who led Shen Qing out of the dungeon obviously had no sympathy for her. He pushed her and urged her, "Get in the car!"

As soon as he stepped onto the shaft of the carriage, Shen Qing discovered that there was already a middle-aged man sitting in the carriage. He was about forty years old, with a full forehead, a short beard, and a purple robe with a round collar embroidered with a cloud-swallowing beast. He was a second-rank military officer of the current dynasty.

Such a big shot must be a top-notch expert in the army, who can dominate the battlefield, form an army by himself, and be able to defeat ten thousand enemies.

As soon as he got into the carriage, Shen Qing felt warm all over. The man in front of him was like a burning furnace, his blood was so hot that it was terrifying.

The carriage shook slightly and moved forward slowly.

"Ms. Shen, nice to meet you. My surname is Zhao, and my given name is Sheng."

The middle-aged man spoke in a gentle tone, sighing with a hint of pity: "General Shen helped me a lot back then, and I even drank your full moon wine. Who would have thought..."

"Greetings, Lord Zhao. A lowly person is not worthy of the title of Miss."

Shen Qing lowered her head, not daring to show any strange expression. She did not believe a word Zhao Sheng said. Now, those who were close to Shen Lie were either dead or exiled.

And Zhao Sheng could still wear this cloud-swallowing beast robe and sit in front of her. She didn't need to think about it to know what was going on.

"In terms of seniority, you can call me uncle. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can send a message to me. I have a nephew who works in the Music Bureau and can take care of you in the future..." As he spoke, Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand.

Shen Qing was slightly startled and subconsciously moved back, but the space inside the carriage was too small and there was no way to avoid it. Zhao Sheng's hand was like a hot iron clamp, tightly gripping her wrist.

After a few breaths, Zhao Sheng withdrew his hand. Shen Qing had already curled up in the corner of the car. Seeing that he didn't make any further moves, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Array up!"

The carriage had been moving for a while when suddenly a thunderous roar was heard from outside, and the whistling sound of arrows tearing through the sky was endless.

Someone is robbing on the road.

Shen Qing's eyes lit up slightly, and just as he felt a hint of anticipation, his collar tightened at the back.

Zhao Sheng picked her up, tore open the roof of the car, and flew into the air.

Bang!

The carriage suddenly exploded, having been shot into a sieve by countless arrows. The two horses pulling the carriage were also torn to pieces by the powerful arrows, their bones broken and tendons torn, and they fell in a pool of blood.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qing understood instantly and his palms felt cold and wet.

These people who robbed the road... came here to kill her...

"No need to leave anyone alive, kill them all!"

Zhao Sheng shouted coldly and threw Shen Qing into the center of the army formation. His face was stern and stern: "There are 27 of them in total. They can't run far. If they die, I will find their bodies!"

Before he finished speaking, a layer of blood mist visible to the naked eye suddenly overflowed from his body, with a terrifyingly high temperature, causing the void beside him to slightly distort.

His entire body swelled up, like a giant bear standing up, and crashed into the street shops.

boom!

The three-story shop suddenly exploded, beams and pillars collapsed, and blue bricks and wooden boards mixed with broken limbs flew everywhere.

After a few breaths, Zhao Sheng slowly walked out of the ruins, regained his composure, and gave the order in a deep voice:

"Twenty-one left, chase!"

"promise!"

More than fifty cavalrymen were separated from the army and scattered in all directions.

Soon after, a beacon fire was lit on the distant city wall. In an instant, the imperial city was brightly lit. It was obvious that the city had been prepared for a long time. The army gathered from all directions, and the crowds were like a weave.

"The rest, continue on your way."

Zhao Sheng glanced at the empty long street and roared like thunder, shaking half of the imperial city: "Send Miss Shen to the Music Bureau!"

Shen Qing was helped onto a warhorse, and more than fifty cavalrymen surrounded her tightly.

Looking at Zhao Sheng, Shen Qing's heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and a hint of obsession appeared in his eyes.

Strong bones, a sturdy physique, and the strength to tear tigers and leopards apart alive, all of this only existed in her fantasies in her previous life.

Zhao Sheng has undoubtedly entered the ranks of contemporary martial arts masters, and destroying cities and strongholds is as easy as taking something out of a bag, but there are still many people in the world who are stronger than him.

She wanted this powerful force.

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Half an hour later, the iron barrel army formation slowly stopped in front of a six-story building.

Even late at night, the tall buildings are still decorated with lights and decorations, and one can still hear the faint sounds of piano and flute, mixed with whispers of laughter.

Outside the door, there was already a group of people waiting, led by an old man in his sixties, with a pale face and no beard, and a hint of femininity in his every move.

There were quite a few eunuchs in the Jiaofangsi, but most of the women there were of low status and were not worthy of being maids. They basically had to take care of themselves and were supervised and controlled by the eunuchs.

Shen Qing was very cooperative and followed the group into the Jiaofangsi.

"Nuo'er greets uncle."

A young man stayed outside the door, bowed respectfully to Zhao Sheng, and then asked in a low voice: "What should we do with Shen Qing?"

"I checked on the way. He has some meager internal strength, but lacks blood energy. He can only do some tricks to coax children." Zhao Sheng waved his hand indifferently.

Hearing this, Zhao Nuo spoke tentatively: "After all, she is Shen Lie's daughter. Who knows if she has ever learned advanced internal skills. Otherwise..."

"No matter whether Shen Lie left her any secret manuals, I will destroy her Qi channels and cut the tendons in her hands and feet to prevent future troubles."

Zhao Sheng walked slowly toward the door, his expression calm: "Anyway, the women in the Jiaofangsi don't need any strength."

Once the tendons are severed, even if they are reconnected, the person will be powerless in the future and will be completely cut off from the martial arts.

However, in the Jiaofangsi, this strength is enough to pluck the strings of the zither.

"Be careful not to let her die."

Before leaving, Zhao Sheng reminded her again: "When she recovers, we'll hold a wedding banquet for her. Maybe we can catch a big fish."

"I want to see what kind of sky-high price Shen Lie's daughter can be sold for!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 4 Mutation

"Miss Shen, let me remind you that no matter what your previous identity was, once you enter this door, the past will have nothing to do with you anymore."

"There aren't many rules here. We'll talk to you in detail later."

In the side room, the old eunuch casually reminded her twice, then pointed at a woman and frowned, saying:

"Take Miss Shen to take a bath and change her clothes, and then burn those dirty clothes for us. It's unlucky to look at them."