Chapter 51 Han Nuxia: No comment!

Deep in the desert
"Master Seven, why are you unhappy again?

"Jing'er. Can Jing'er help Master Seven with something?"

Outside the felt tent, ten-year-old Guo Jing spotted his seventh master again. After some hesitation, he ran to Han Xiaoying, scratched his head and asked with innocent concern.

Although he was stupid and slow, he also noticed the abnormality of the Seventh Master, and he also knew how to care about this Seventh Master who always loved and cared for him.

The wind and snow are howling on the grassland, which is not much colder than in Luoyang City. The felt tent can always protect you from the wind and cold, but when you sit outside, it is really freezing cold.

Among the several masters, Guo Jing has the closest relationship with Master Seven. But since Master Seven came back this time, he felt that Master Seven had changed a lot. He no longer likes to talk. He is often alone, sitting outside his felt bag with a sword, staring into the distance in a daze.

Saw it outside again today.

"Why did Jing'er come out? Go into the tent quickly, it's cold outside."

Han Xiaoying came to her senses after hearing Guo Jing's voice, and without answering Guo Jing's words, she touched the silly boy's head, then stood up, took Guo Jing's hand, and walked into the tent.

She really had the urge to find someone to talk to, and it was really uncomfortable to have this feeling heavy in her heart.

But what's the use of talking to this stupid apprentice? He's just a ten-year-old child, what can he know?
Han Xiaoying felt sad.

"How is Jinger's martial arts practice going today?"

After Han Xiaoying came to her senses, she saw her apprentice looking at her with a worried expression. She quickly put her thoughts aside and asked with a gentle smile.

After hearing this, Guo Jing's eyes darkened, a hint of inferiority flashed, and he mumbled back:

"Jinger let Master Rang down. He still remains the same after practice."

Then he lowered his head and remained silent without speaking.

A hint of distress flashed in Han Xiaoying's eyes, and she sighed softly, then squatted down, pulled Guo Jing over and comforted her:

"Jing'er are you giving up now? You can't let Master Seven down. Take your time. Master Seven believes Jing'er can do it."

"Seventh sister! Seventh sister!"

Before Guo Jing could reply, a burst of furious shouting came from outside the tent.

When someone came into the tent, he looked like a greasy scholar.

"Second Master."

Guo Jing greeted him respectfully.

It is Han Xiaoying's sworn second brother, Zhu Cong, the masterful scholar among the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan. At this time, he had lost his usual gentleness and open-mindedness, and looked anxious.

"What's wrong, second brother?"

Han Xiaoying was confused.

"Seventh sister, please leave quickly! The Beggar Clan is here! Brother is looking for me to hold you accountable!" Zhu Cong said urgently.

Han Xiaoying suddenly realized that this day had indeed come.

There were only a few people in the temple that night, and he and Niu Dingtian had appeared nearby more than once. Even if Master Liu didn't tell anyone, the Beggar Gang's spies would sooner or later find him.

"Second brother, please take me there."

Han Xiaoying put her thoughts aside, looked solemn, and spoke softly to her second brother.

He couldn't just walk away and leave the trouble to his brothers, so he tightened the sword in his hand and took the lead in getting out of the felt bag.

"Master Seven! Wait for Jing'er!"

Guo Jing quickly shouted and ran outside.

"My seventh sister! Just leave quickly. We will deal with those beggars."

Zhu Cong saw Qimei's stubbornness and hurriedly chased her out. He blocked the way in two steps and urged her urgently. "Second brother, please stop trying to persuade me! The six of us, brother and sister, have always been one. This incident also started because of me. How could I just walk away?"

Han Xiaoying's pretty face was full of seriousness, she looked directly at her second brother firmly and spoke.

Seeing this, Zhu Cong thought that it was impossible for Qimei to leave alone, and choked back the rest of his words.

"Then Seventh Sister, please don't speak later. Let your brother handle the rest of the matter."

Zhu Cong led the way, not forgetting to turn around and tell Han Xiaoying.

"Um"

Han Xiaoying responded softly, not wanting her second brother to worry too much.

After a hundred breaths,

The three of them entered a large tent.

After the people inside saw the visitor, the original quarrel in the tent suddenly became silent, and they all stared at Han Xiaoying at the tent door.

"boom!"

The iron staff struck hard.

"Hmph! What are Seventh Sister doing here?"

The old blind man Ke Zhen'e suddenly choked when he heard the noise in the tent. Knowing that his seventh sister might have come in, he couldn't help but feel angry. He hit the magic wand in his hand hard and spoke with a livid face.

"What? Does the Flying Bat Ke Zhen E still want to cover up the murderer?"

Before Han Xiaoying could speak at the tent door, a middle-aged man in the tent asked angrily. After that, he turned around and stared at Han Xiaoying.

"What do you mean by Elder Liang's words? When did my little sister become a murderer? Although your Beggar Gang is powerful, the reputation of our Jiangnan Seven Monsters is not fabricated!"

After hearing what Elder Liang said, Han Baoju, the "King of Horses" across from him, was no longer willing. He pointed at Elder Liang with the golden dragon whip in his hand and asked with a blushing face.

His biological sister, regardless of whether she was the so-called murderer or not, was bullied by outsiders and wanted to fight Elder Liang directly with an iron whip.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, someone walked out from beside Elder Liang. His eyes stopped Elder Liang who was about to have a fit. He stood up, looked at Han Xiaoying and said slowly:

"An elder and a leader of my beggar sect died tragically in the suburbs of Luoyang a few days ago! Someone saw Miss Han and a man staying in that ruined temple with their own eyes. Isn't Miss Han going to give my beggar sect a chance?" An explanation?"

After speaking, she stared at Han Xiaoying, as if waiting for the other party to speak.

Seeing this, Han Xiaoying tightened the sword in her hand, thought for a moment and said:

"Director Liu of your gang was also there that day, and he witnessed the specific situation with his own eyes. You can just ask him."

The man's eyes flashed, and then quickly disappeared. Of course he knew that Captain Liu had witnessed it with his own eyes, but what he witnessed could not be the truth, so he softened his tone and continued:
"We, the Beggar Gang, will clean up the traitors! Please tell Miss Han the whereabouts of that man. Naturally, our gang will not embarrass the girl again!"

This was the real purpose of their visit. They had also examined their wounds. Elder Peng and Master Chen were killed by a blow from a dead tree branch. It was definitely the work of someone with extremely advanced internal skills. Although Han Xiaoying, the Yue Girl Sword, was in the martial arts world, Some famous people definitely don't have this skill.

"No comment!"

Han Xiaoying refused without hesitation, and her tone left no room for negotiation.

After hearing this, Elder Liang became furious, pointed at Han Xiaoying and shouted:

"Why should Elder Jian waste words with this bitch! She just wants to protect her! Just take her back! No matter how good that person's martial arts is, wait until the gang leader comes back to find him, capture him and avenge the two brothers!"

"Shameless!"

Han Xiaoying was instantly ashamed and angry after hearing this.

The sword in his hand was pulled out with a clang, and in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, an afterimage stabbed at Elder Liang quickly.

 Please remind me if I have typos or garbled sentences, thank you.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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