[Yi Tian] The Extinction of the Poor Nifa

The market is bustling, and every step is very difficult.I saw officers and soldiers showing off their might, as well as common people who came to join in the fun.The most eye-catching thing is the bullock cart in the middle of the official road, under the white cloth is the body of the female assassin last night.

Fan Yao went on a rampage all the way, much faster than us, and the little master followed closely behind me.Suddenly, Fan Yao impatiently used lightness kung fu, and quickly stopped the prison car that was transporting the female assassin's body.I stood behind and watched his trembling hands remove the white cloth covering the corpse. The moment I saw the corpse, my breathing stopped for a moment.

Fan Yao stood in front of the corpse for a while, and silently covered the white cloth back.A few yuan soldiers rushed towards us wielding their knives, and were blown away by the palm of the little master.

Seeing that Fan Yao hadn't moved for a long time, the little uncle also stretched out his hand to uncover the white cloth, but I hurriedly stopped him, "Don't open it."

The little uncle looked at me and silently withdrew his arm.

I felt great pain in my heart, and I still insisted on grabbing the sleeve of my little uncle and walked out, "It's not her, it definitely won't be hers. Let's go look elsewhere, this is not her..."

Fan Yao stared at the corpse, unable to say a word for a long time.Seeing that the noise outside became more and more noisy, he finally hugged the corpse and walked away with heavy steps.A group of officers and soldiers surrounded us brandishing swords.The leader among them is a Mongolian prince, sitting in the middle of a gorgeous carriage, pointing at us and speaking a lot of Mongolian that we don't understand.And in his hand, he held a simple and steady sword.

The whole body of the sword was black, flowing with a cold and sad color.The son was so proud, the flesh on his chin was stacked three times, he ordered the officers and soldiers, his fat twitched with his mouth when he spoke.The group of Yuan soldiers received the instructions and quickly rushed towards us.

The little martial uncle naturally also noticed the sword, he narrowed his eyes, "Wait for me." He said softly, jumped up, and quickly rushed to the Mongolian prince.The Mongolian prince is very young, only in his early twenties, he looks like a playboy, and he has never seen the world.Seeing the little martial uncle approaching him so quickly, his legs softened with fright, and his nose and tears flew all over the place.The little master uncle quickly tapped a few big acupuncture points on him, snatched the sword from his hand, and quickly returned to my side.

The whole process he did so smoothly, I looked at the sword in his hand, and my heart sank bit by bit.The little uncle noticed my expression, and hid the sword back, "This sword doesn't seem real..."

I looked at him, longing for him pitifully, "This is a fake sword, isn't it?"

The little uncle also nodded.

Suddenly, I heard a mournful cry, the sound shook the sky and the earth, the sharp sound pierced the eardrums, and the true energy in my body also surged, I only felt a sweetness in my throat, and my eyes turned black.The little uncle quickly gave me a sigh of relief, "Good luck." I was ignorant, my mind was blank, but I followed his words.Turning his head to look, he saw that the other Yuan soldiers couldn't stand Fan Yao's screaming and screaming, spitting blood, and limp on the ground.There are still a few who can barely move, also holding knives, looking at us cautiously, and dare not go forward again.

"Let's go." The little uncle said, he helped me, followed Fan Yao's footsteps, slowly moved out of the crowd, and walked out of Dadu.

As soon as he got out of the city gate, Fan Yao's legs went limp, his whole body wobbled, and he fell down.

The sky is still so blue, and the coolness of late autumn makes people soak in the biting cold from toe to head.The little uncle was busy in the kitchen, after all, the Mingjiao message was transmitted quickly. Only two days later, Yang Xiao brought a group of Mingjiao disciples to our temporary hut.

This time he didn't bring Ji Xiaofu with him, which is quite interesting.

But even so, when I looked up and saw his face, I still felt physically disgusted.He probably also felt embarrassed, so he could only cup his hands at me and said: "The leader sent me to pick up Fan Youshi, and asked me to say my condolences to the leader by the way."

I hung my head and said nothing.

He paused, and then continued: "If you can use Yang for anything, please do not hesitate to ask."

Listening to what he said, I felt that it was very hypocritical, so I pulled out my wooden hairpin and stabbed him.

"Yaoyao, stop quickly." The little uncle who brought the medicine hurried over and circled me.He took out the hairpin from my hand little by little, carefully arranged my hair again, and said to Yang Xiao with a little apology: "I'm sorry. Yaoyao has been a little unstable these days. Fan Youshi is in the room on the left. Go and see."

Yang Xiao agreed, and gave me a sympathetic look before leaving.

Why does he sympathize with me?Who wants her sympathy again.Who is that woman lying in the mourning hall?I don't know her at all!I don't admit it, even if everyone says so, I don't admit it, it's definitely not a senior sister.Senior Sister, how could she not care about my feelings at all, so selfishly choose to die and leave me alone?

Senior sister never lied to me, so I will never admit it!That is definitely not Senior Sister.

I threw myself into the arms of my little uncle, feeling hot tears soaking his clothes bit by bit, "Little uncle... Senior sister is still alive, right?"

The little uncle paused for a while, stretched out his hand and slowly stroked my hair, without saying a word.

Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from the west room.

What's wrong?The little uncle and I looked at each other and dragged me out to have a look.I saw Fan Yao and Yang Xiao wrestling together, completely different from the usual image of a handsome young man.Fan Yao punched Yang Xiao hard, and Yang Xiao looked resigned, even a little ashamed.Looking at Fan Yao's behavior, I sneered in my heart.Isn't he the favorite to use Yang Xiao to stimulate senior sister?What are you pretending to do today?

When they saw me, they all stopped.Fan Yao took out a dagger from his arms, and stabbed him fiercely in the face.His face was bloody, and he no longer had the bright and glamorous appearance of a handsome man in the past.Just when we didn't understand his intentions, we suddenly rushed to the front hall, picked up the dead body of the senior sister and ran away.

What is he doing!I was anxious and angry, and hurried to chase.Unexpectedly, Yang Xiao grabbed me, "Let him go." Yang Xiao said, half of his face was still full of color, "I grew up with him, and I know him best. Clumsy. He admired Mrs. Gu Hongzi very much a long time ago. Although he didn't say it, but as his good buddy, how could I not know it. Mrs. Shi has favored me, so I was naturally flattered. But my good brother likes her, Yang Xiao can't win others' favor. I replied so decisively before, and I hope that the teacher will give up and see Brother Fan's kindness."

I am silent.

"Later, in order to get close to Mrs. Gu Hongzi, Brother Fan took the initiative to sneak into Mount Emei pretending to be lame and ugly. He knew that Mrs. was in love with me, and he also took the initiative to connect the two of us. But the word 'love' is really hard to force. He is so absurd today, and he stole the body of the teacher, I am afraid it is because of the uncontrollable reason, I ask the teacher to forgive me."

I bit my lip bitterly, I do not forgive!The senior sister grew up in Emei, so she will naturally return to me in Emei after she dies.Yang Xiao looked at my expression, and added in a low voice: "Brother Fan has always been proud and conceited of his appearance. He has always been arrogant to women, and just now he ruined his appearance because he blamed himself too deeply. Isn't this enough to show his heart? "

I froze for a moment, then remembered that Ku Toutuo, who Fan Yao pretended to be in the original book, was ugly and dumb.Why is he refusing to speak?Could it be that his senior sister's death made him feel guilty for the poisonous snake run some time ago?I thought of his mournful cry that day, and I believed most of Yang Xiao's words in my heart.

I buried my head in my little uncle's arms, sobbing so hard that I couldn't speak.Yang Xiao was silent for a while, then asked me again, "The deceased is gone, I don't know what the master's plan is."

I raised my head and casually wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, "This matter is not over yet!" I clenched the Yitian Sword in my hand, "There is still revenge to be had!"

Yang Xiao frowned, "Could it be..."

"That's right!" I raised my head and looked at Yang Xiao, "I've also inquired clearly in the past few days. I remember the Xuanming palm of the second elder Xuanming. Regardless of whether it is a deer stick or a crane pen, we have to pay for this account." Count one by one."

Yang Xiao sighed, as if he expected that I would say that. "Before the leader came, he asked me to bring a few words to the head." He raised his head and glanced at the little uncle behind me. "The leader said 'Don't be impulsive, think twice'. The leader also told me that if the leader wants to take revenge, I will teach you naturally.

It will also help the master.Otherwise, let Yang worry about the disciples of the Five Elements Banner of the Mingjiao, and let him be the head of the sect. "

The little uncle frowned, and I was also faintly unhappy. "No, this is my Emei business, so I won't bother you Mingjiao."

"But..." Yang Xiao seemed to have something to say, so I interrupted him quickly. "Master Yang is too lenient. It's good that I have a small number of people in Emei, but I don't have to rely on Mingjiao for everything. You don't need to intervene in my affairs in Emei, so as not to be resented by others. Yang Zuo Make, please."

Yang Xiao glanced at me hesitantly, and left resentfully.

The little uncle reached out and hugged me into his arms, "Yaoyao, I'm very happy, you finally have the aura of a master."

I snuggled into his arms silently, without sending a single glance.I only think about one thing, and that is—revenge.

"Little uncle, you will accompany me, right?" I raised my head and asked him.

He stroked my hair gently, "I will always be with you."

But I still felt uneasy, I grabbed his clothes, raised my eyes in panic, and asked cautiously: "You won't leave me alone, will you?"

The little uncle stared at my eyes seriously, raised my hand and kissed gently, "I will never leave you alone."

Only then did I feel that the uneasiness in my heart had eased a lot, and I clenched the Yitian sword in my hand, silently planning a plan to avenge my senior sister.