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Chapter 38
Huaying sat on the steps, crossed her feet and waited.

Even though the Flying Fox Sect was approaching menacingly, she was not worried at all, her mood was still very calm, and she even ate the fruit leisurely.

After all, Qin Xiangzhi's strength ranks among the top two existences in the entire Qingya Mountain. Compared with her, a good-for-nothing who has been around for many years, it can be said to be much stronger.

This battle should be completely won.

Huaying thought so, nodding secretly from time to time.

Not long after, the screams in the mass graves in the forest gradually subsided, and gradually returned to calm.

"This time, the effort of burning incense is over. It seems that the senior sister is a little impatient. Also, the master will be back soon. If you don't pack it up soon, you will have no shame to see her old man."

Having said that, Huaying stood up, then threw away the fruit core, then twirled and jumped down the mountain path, and walked slowly towards the forest, ready to go up to welcome the senior sister back.

There was a lot of blood in the chaotic graveyard, as soon as she stepped in, she frowned slightly.

She still doesn't like this bloody smell full of hostility. Although she has experienced it many times in the past few years, it is inevitable that she will still feel disgusted.

"Senior sister, how is this battle going?"

Seeing Qin Xiangzhi in white standing not far in front, Huaying couldn't help walking towards her and asked.

However, Qin Xiangzhi didn't give her any response, instead her body trembled heavily, and the sharp sword in her hand kept gesticulating on the corpse at her feet.

Huaying suddenly felt bad, and quickly stepped forward, followed the point of the sword point, and saw a bloody lump that was stuck on the ground like mud, and immediately felt palpitations, and hurriedly asked:
"Senior sister, what's wrong with you!"

Huaying was very worried about whether her senior sister had been poisoned by accident, and was about to step forward to investigate, but Qin Xiangzhi turned around at this moment, with a clang sound, the hilt of the sword in her hand fell off, and she suddenly fell limp on the ground. land.

"Sister!"

Fortunately, Huaying reacted very quickly, and immediately supported Qin Xiangzhi's body, kneeling on the ground and hugging her in her arms.

"Junior Sister, this person claims that Master was killed by the Qianjianyunyun sect a few days ago. I don't believe it. I hacked him to death with several swords. Unexpectedly, he kept repeating those words before he died. It is really hateful."

Qin Xiangzhi was paralyzed in the arms of her junior sister, her face was covered with long-dried tears, although she no longer cried, her expression was still in a trance, as if disappointed.

"Master?"

After hearing this, Huaying froze, then shook her head in disbelief, and comforted her, "Master must not have been killed by a traitor, this person must be talking nonsense, and what he did was to disturb my mood so that I could take advantage of it. Sister, don't worry."

Having said that, she was deeply worried. With the idea of ​​taking good care of her senior sister first, she temporarily suppressed her uneasiness in her heart and helped her back to the mountain.

"Senior Sister, rest well, let me go down the mountain to inquire about this matter first."

In front of the bed, Huaying helped Qin Xiangzhi, who had been raving all the way, onto the bed and covered her with a quilt. Seeing that her face was covered with tears, she found a hot towel to dry it gently, and then turned and left the room after admonishing her.

Standing outside the door, she frowned, carefully recalling what the senior sister had repeated in her mind.

"It's a coincidence that the Flying Fox Sect came here to make trouble a few days after the martial arts conference. The last time was more than half a year ago." Huaying sighed inwardly.

Although she thought this matter was too ridiculous at the beginning, but now she calmed down and trembled all over. She clearly told herself that her master's martial arts is so great that it is impossible for someone to plot against him, but it is related to her close relatives, so she couldn't help but think badly.

"Master's celestial appearance, it is impossible for him to suffer this calamity, and this matter should not happen."

Huaying kept comforting herself in her heart, and then rushed down the mountain without stopping.

This time, she is going to Xiqing County, where the news is well-informed, and if anything happens in the rivers and lakes of Yongzhou in recent days, she will definitely be able to find out there.

a day later.

Qin Xiangzhi lay on the bed, her eyes closed tightly, and her ears kept ringing.

Your master is dead. He is dead. Your master was sent by the Thousand Swords Gate Cloud Piercer. He is dead. He died a long time ago.
"No, no, Master didn't"

Waking up suddenly, she sat up, rubbed her head with a splitting headache, looked left and right, and suddenly realized that this was her own room.

"Master, Junior Sister!"

Qin Xiangzhi yelled twice, but no one answered.

She recalled yesterday, at the foot of the mountain, in the messy graves, Li and Zhao, and
"Master, she didn't come back. And junior sister, where did she go?"

Recalling one by one, Qin Xiangzhi showed grief, and was about to get out of bed to find the whereabouts of her junior sister, her only backbone at the moment.

At this time, the door opened with a creak, and a young girl with white hair and black clothes walked in from the outside, holding a white porcelain bowl in her hand.

"Senior sister, have porridge."

Seeing that the girl on the bed had woken up, Huaying hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, then handed over the bowl of hot porridge, and fed it spoonful by spoonful.

Qin Xiangzhi only took a sip, then gently pushed the porcelain bowl away, and asked anxiously, "Junior Sister, does Master have any news?"

"Senior sister, drink more porridge, you are still very weak."

Huaying lowered her head slightly, holding a small spoon in her hand and kept stirring the hot porridge in the bowl. The boiled rice grains were mixed with yellow ginseng and a little goji berry, and then she put another spoonful on it.

"Junior Sister!"

Qin Xiangzhi held Huaying's shoulders with both hands, her eyes flickered, pity and longing were mixed, and her voice was hoarse and exhausted.

Huaying became more silent amidst the cries, and the small spoon in her hand half-slided into the bowl.

For a long time, drops of tears flowed down the cheeks, flowed through the jaw, and dripped into the bowl like strings of jade beads.She raised her head, revealing a pair of red and swollen eyes full of bloodshot eyes, tears were shaking, at this moment, she couldn't stop it anymore.

"Master, master, master, she... can't come back"

After enduring it for a long time, all the emotions suppressed in her heart were finally unavoidably vented under Qin Xiangzhi's questioning. Huaying couldn't hold back her crying anymore, and fell headlong into the arms of her senior sister.

The clothes were soaked in water, Qin Xiangzhi stared straight ahead with her numb eyes, her clenched lips trembling uncontrollably.

Master.

After a long time, bow your head.

Looking down at the sobbing junior sister in her arms, even though there was a lot of pain, at this moment, Qin Xiangzhi had tears in her eyes and didn't let any drop flow out.

She was the one who cried yesterday, and she was the one who was comforted, how could she let such a young child bear all this alone again today.

"Ying'er, be good. Don't cry."

Tears blurred his vision, imitating the tone of his master in the past, Qin Xiangzhi stroked this painful little head in his arms, with a trembling voice, caressing tirelessly over and over again.

The candles gradually faded, and the two shadows reflected on the wall gradually dimmed.

The moon and stars are thin on this night, and there is no sound from all the beasts in the mountains and forests.

Since then, there are only disciples in Qingya Mountain, and no more teachers.

(End of this chapter)