Nangong Haotian curled his lips and asked in a deep voice: "What does the master mean when he talks about chaotic killings that cannot be stopped?"
"Not bad." Master Faming nodded.
Nangong Haotian had no expression, looked at Master Faming calmly, and continued to ask: "Then what should we say about the two martial arts masters who were besieged and died on the seaside outside the town?"
Master Faming was stunned for a moment when he was asked, looking at a loss as he didn't know what Nangong Haotian was talking about.
Nangong Haotian gave Master Fa Ming a cold look, and his meaning was obvious: If the Ministry of Education gives an explanation today, there is no hope of returning unscathed! The Demon Dragon Slayer King is afraid of you, but I, Nangong Haotian, am not afraid of you.
Nangong Haotian is not a ruthless person. Since they have chosen to submit to him, he has the responsibility to protect them. Otherwise, he will be laughed at by everyone in the world, and no one will dare to defect to him in the future.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the silver-shirted swordsman hurriedly explained: "Most of the martial arts masters in the courtyard are desperadoes from the underworld. They kill people and set fires. They commit serious crimes. Among them, the guilty ones are unforgivable and are hunted down by their colleagues who hate evil..."
The Yinshan Swordsman didn't know, which made Nangong Haotian even more angry. They were desperadoes, and he was their boss, so who was he? A person who didn't want his life? Didn't this refer to Sang scolding Huai?
Nangong Haotian sneered, "Those who kill and set fires are guilty of unpardonable crimes. Who set the fire now?"
Aunt Shan saw that there were many people on the other side, and most of them were famous masters nowadays. She was deeply afraid that Nangong Haotian would suffer a loss, so she took two steps to Nangong Haotian's side and advised: "Young master, this matter may be controlled by Si.
My disciple guessed correctly, it is those martial artists who are fighting for wealth..."
Taoist priest Jingde interrupted Aunt Shan's words and said hurriedly: "No, I feel that this matter is not that simple. It is possible that someone came to make trouble."
When he said this, not only Nangong Haotian was stunned, but Si Yunyi and Lin Jinxiong were also stunned.
Jiang Zhongzhao reacted quickly. He didn't expect that things would turn out like this. He couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Does the Taoist priest know which kind of hero is causing trouble?"
Taoist Master Jingde was obviously a little unsure, and said hesitantly: "It's hard to determine who is involved. There was only one person who ran out of the fire cave, and the rest were also buried in the sea of fire."
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the silver-shirted swordsman, Master Faming, and the old beggar with inquiring eyes. They seemed to have no idea and shook their heads helplessly.
Nangong Haotian nodded, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked: "Does the Taoist Master know the person who escaped from the fire cave? Maybe you know his origins?"
Taoist Master Jingde seemed to have known that Nangong Haotian would have this question. As soon as he asked the question, he said: "I only saw that she is a woman, holding a sword, and wearing a red dress..."
Nangong Haotian's body trembled, and a beautiful figure appeared in his mind. If it was really that person, what should he do? Do he want to fight with him to the death?
In order to find out whether it was her, Nangong Haotian asked anxiously: "Is her sword a red silk tassel?"
Hearing Nangong Haotian's question, Liu Qianwen, Wei Xiaoying, and Aunt Shan all opened their eyes wide and turned their ears to look at Taoist Jingde. They also had questions in their hearts.
Taoist Master Jingde did not expect that Nangong Haotian would actually know that the man's sword was red. He glanced at him in surprise, then nodded and said: "That's not bad at all."
Hearing Taoist Jingde's affirmative answer, Liu Qianwen, Wei Xiaoying and Aunt Shan turned around in shock to look at Nangong Haotian, obviously at a loss.
Aunt Shan was also greatly surprised. She frowned, as if she was trying to determine the authenticity of this strange thing. Because she also thought that the person was Shangguan Xiaowan, but she didn't believe that Shangguan Xiaowan would do such a thing.
There must be no one else.
Master Faming on the side was a little stunned when he saw everyone's surprised look. Do they know something? However, seeing that Nangong Haotian and others didn't want to explain, he couldn't say much. He continued to add: "I'll wait until I see the fire."
The fire spread extremely quickly, and no matter which group of friends came to look for trouble, they were all in desperate need of help. However, the fire had already reached the door of the house, and Lao Na and others could not enter, so they had to surround the house, hoping to hear someone calling for help.
Jump in and rescue people nearby..."
Nangong Haotian's eyes became colder and colder. He was already a little confused. If it was really Shangguan Xiaowan, what should he do? In order to seize the last bit of miracle, he asked coldly: "In the end, only the man in red is the only one."
The woman in front of me escaped alone."
Master Faming also nodded and said, "That's right, she was the only one to escape."
Nangong Haotian turned to Master Fa Ming and asked in a deep voice: "Master, do you think that just that red-clothed masked woman can defeat dozens of martial arts masters, and one person burns down such a large house?"
Master Faming and Taoist Master Jingde almost shook their heads and said, "Of course it's impossible."
Nangong Haotian snorted: "Since it's impossible, obviously he has brought several assistants with him, so these assistants couldn't escape from the fire cave. Don't you think this is really puzzling?"
The silver-robed swordsman interjected: "I was waiting for someone who I thought was the Nine-fingered Jackal himself..."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Jiang Zhongzhao's lips, and he said in a deep voice: "The Nine-fingered Jackal is different from ordinary people. He hates women the most in his life, so he can't find a single woman in the entire mansion."
As if he didn't see the sneer on Jiang Zhongzhao's lips, Master Lin Dazhao said: "The woman flew out from below, fell down the wall, and then killed several martial arts guards protecting the village. Her swordsmanship was sharp and unstoppable. Wait until the time comes.
I rushed over, and the woman had already broken out of the tight siege and was flying out of the town."
Nangong Haotian said: "Now it has been confirmed by Master Lin that the woman in red was indeed responsible for killing all the martial arts masters in the house and setting fire to the house. However, the woman covered her face with a scarf, and she is obviously an acquaintance with you all.
…”
But before he finished speaking, suddenly among the crowd of martial artists protecting the village in Dananzhuang, someone said loudly: "I would like to report to the master of the village that one of my subordinates has something to report!"
Everyone in the audience was shocked when they heard the sound, and all turned their attention to the martial artist who spoke.
I saw the martial artist who spoke. He was carrying a single sword and wearing blue tight-fitting clothes. He seemed to be in his thirties and had a loyal look on his face.
Lin Tian, the owner of Danan Village, did not expect this man to say anything, but he obviously understood this man's temper and conduct, so he asked harmoniously: "Master Zhang, what do you think?"
Martial Master Zhang cupped his fists and bowed and said, "Reporting to the owner of the village, I believe that the woman in red is masked not because she knows any of us and doesn't want us to see her face."
Lin Tianxiong snorted and asked, "Why do you see it?"
Martial Master Zhang clasped his fists and said, "My subordinates believe that she covered her face with a scarf just to prevent others from seeing her ugly face..."
The silver-robed swordsman suddenly remembered something, his expression changed, he interrupted Master Zhang's words, and asked in surprise: "Master Zhang, did you see her face clearly?"
The martial artist Zhang clasped his fists and said respectfully: "To return to my senior, yes, when the masked woman in red fell down from the wall, a corner of her black scarf was blown open by the wind, and there were marks on her neck, cheeks and chin.
It’s a big, dark, blue scar.”
After hearing this, the silver-robed swordsman exclaimed and said to himself: "So, it's her?"
Nangong Haotian was stunned and asked with concern: "Who is that woman?"
The silver-robed swordsman looked at Nangong Haotian and said in a deep voice with slight hesitation: "I promised her to keep her secret..."
Nangong Haotian was immediately furious. How long has it been? These so-called chivalrous people are still keeping ridiculous secrets for their poor reputation. Nangong Haotian only wants to describe their behavior in a few words - incredibly stupid!
"If you don't tell who the masked woman in red is, you won't be able to leave this place tonight." Nangong Haotian's voice was very soft, but every word seemed to fall on everyone's mind, making them feel that if it was true
In that case, Nangong Haotian would definitely do such a thing without hesitation.
The silver-shirted swordsman didn't expect Nangong Haotian to be so arrogant. He smiled angrily and said, "Isn't this just an excuse for you to avenge the old devil?"
"Let me tell you again, the Demon Dragon Slayer King did not teach me any moves, nor did he accept me as his disciple, nor did I agree to avenge him for the humiliation he suffered in the past." Nangong Haotian closed his eyes and said calmly.
He talks about things that seem to have nothing to do with him.
The surrounding space seemed to be suppressed, and there was a faint crackling sound in the space. The atmosphere was extremely solemn, and everyone's faces became ugly.
The old beggar Bi Wu felt very uncomfortable. In order to break the deadlock, he suddenly asked angrily: "Then why did you attack my master and take his life?"
Nangong Haotian did not open his eyes and said indifferently: "I have repeatedly explained to the seniors of your gang that it was not until I fought against Senior Du that I realized that Senior Du was the famous powerful killing god in the past. What's more,
His life is not someone else’s, believe it or not.”
Bi Wu was speechless for a moment and continued to ask: "What about the talented people from Tiannan?"
"This incident was brought about by your gang. Your gang should know better than anyone else. When we started the attack in Xiaohegou south of Licheng City, I repeatedly asked for the senior's name, but he only said that he would know it later...
…”
The silver-shirted swordsman's face also looked a little ugly, and he suddenly asked: "What about the Lord Tianxuan?"
"I only heard about that afterward." Nangong Haotian became a little impatient. These were not his problems. These people asked him as a prisoner. It was really noisy.