The best waste god

The corner of Nangong Haotian's mouth twitched, and he asked in a deep voice: "Is this what the master said about killing people in chaos and being unable to stop them?"

"That's right." Master Fa Ming nodded.

Nangong Haotian didn't show any expression. He looked at Master Faming indifferently, and continued to ask: "Then what should we say about the two martial artists who were besieged and died by the sea outside the town?"

Master Fa Ming was taken aback by the question, looking at a loss, not knowing what Nangong Haotian was talking about.

Nangong Haotian looked at Master Ming with a cold look, and his meaning was obvious: If you don't give an explanation today, you won't be able to go back 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 surrender to him, he has the responsibility to protect them well, otherwise, they will be laughed at by the world, who would dare to defect to him in the future.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the silver-clothed swordsman hurriedly explained: "Most of the martial artists in the courtyard are outlaws of the underworld. They murder and set fires, and their crimes are serious. Among them, there are those who have unpardonable crimes. They are hunted down by the same people who are jealous..."

The Silver Fir Swordsman didn't know, and this made Nangong Haotian even more furious, they were outlaws, and he was their boss, so what was he?Someone who doesn't want to die?Isn't this referring to Sang and Huai?

Nangong Haotian sneered and said, "Murder and arson are unforgivable crimes, who set the fire now?"

Aunt Shan saw that there were many people on the other side, and most of them were well-known masters nowadays, she was afraid that Nangong Haotian would suffer, so she walked two steps to Nangong Haotian's side, and advised: "Young master, this matter may be handled by you." The disciples guessed right, it was those martial artists fighting for money..."

Daoist Jingde interrupted Aunt Shan's words, and hurriedly said: "No, I don't think this matter is so simple, it is likely that someone came to make trouble."

Having said that, not only Nangong Haotian was stunned, but also Si Yunyi and Lin Jinxiong were also stunned.

Jiang Zhongzhao quickly reacted. He didn't expect things to turn out like this. He couldn't help asking anxiously, "Does the Taoist priest know which kind of hero is looking for trouble?"

Daoist Jingde obviously wasn't sure, he said hesitantly: "It's hard to be sure which side of the people, there is only one person who ran out of the fire pit, and the rest were buried in the sea of ​​fire."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the silver-clothed swordsman, Master Faming, and the old beggar with an inquiring gaze. They didn't seem to know, and shook their heads helplessly.

Nangong Haotian nodded, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Does the Taoist know the person who escaped from the fire cave? Maybe he knows his origin?"

Daoist Jingde seemed to have known that Nangong Haotian would have such a question, and he said as soon as he asked, "The poor Taoist only saw that she was 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 you want to fight to the death with it?

In order to find out if it was her, Nangong Haotian anxiously asked: "Is her sword the red silk tassel?"

Hearing Nangong Haotian's question, Liu Qianwen, Wei Xiaoying, and Aunt Shan all opened their eyes wide and stared at Daoist Jingde with their ears sideways. They also had doubts in their hearts.

Daoist Jingde didn't expect Nangong Haotian to 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 their heads to look at Nangong Haotian in shock, obviously at a loss.

Aunt Shan was also very surprised, she frowned, as if she was trying to judge the authenticity of this bizarre incident.Because, she also thought that that person was Shangguan Xiaowan, but she didn't believe that Shangguan Xiaowan would do this, there must be someone else.

Master Faming at the side was also a little dazed when he saw the surprised look of the crowd. Could it be that they knew something, but seeing that Nangong Haotian and the others didn't seem to want to explain, he didn't have much to say, so he continued to add: "Old man, wait until you see the fire. The spread was extremely fast, no matter which side of the road the friends came to seek help, they were in desperate need of help, but the fire had already burned to the gate of the house, and the old monk could not enter, so he had to surround the house, hoping to hear someone calling for help from one side, Leap in and save people nearby..."

Nangong Haotian's eyes became colder and colder, he was a little confused, if it was really Shangguan Xiaowan, what should he do?In order to grasp the last bit of miracle, he asked coldly: "In the end, only the masked woman in red escaped alone."

Master Faming also nodded and said, "That's right, she escaped alone."

Nangong Haotian turned to Master Fa Ming, and asked in a deep voice: "Master thought that just that red-clothed masked woman could defeat dozens of martial artists, and yet another person burned down such a large house?"

Master Faming and Daoist Jingde almost shook their heads and said, "Of course it's impossible."

Nangong Haotian snorted and said, "Since it's impossible, obviously I've brought a few assistants with me, so none of these assistants can escape from the fire pit. Don't you guys think this is really puzzling?"

The silver-clothed swordsman interjected: "At the time, I thought it was the Nine-Fingered Jackal himself..."

Jiang Zhongzhao sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Nine-fingered jackals are different from ordinary people. They hate women the most in their life, so there is not a single woman in the whole mansion."

Master Lin Dazhuang didn't seem to see the sneer at the corner of Jiang Zhongzhao's mouth, and said: "The woman flew out from the side below, and as soon as she fell to the wall, she killed several martial artists who guarded the villa. Her swordsmanship was sharp and unstoppable. Wait until I hurried over, the woman had already broken out of the encirclement, and she was flying out of the town."

Nangong Haotian said: "Now it has been confirmed by Master Lin that the woman in red who killed all the martial artists in the house and set fire to the house was indeed the one who did it alone, but that woman covered her face with a scarf, obviously she is also an acquaintance of you all." ..."

But before the words were finished, suddenly, among the crowd of martial masters protecting the village in Dananzhuang, someone said loudly: "I want to report to the big village master, my subordinates have something to say!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked when they heard the sound, and turned their eyes to the martial artist who spoke.

I saw the martial artist who spoke, with a single knife on his back, and a blue cloth tight-fitting jacket. He seemed to be in his thirties, with a loyal and honest look on his face.

Lin Tian, ​​the owner of Danan Village, didn't expect this person to speak out, but he obviously understood this person's temper and conduct, so he asked in a harmonious voice, "Martial Master Zhang, what's your opinion?"

That Martial Master Zhang clasped his fists and bowed and said: "Reporting to the master, I think that the red-clothed woman's mask was not because she knew any of us and didn't want us to see her face."

Lin Tianxiong asked with a groan, "How can you see that?"

That Martial Master Zhang clasped his fists and said: "This subordinate thinks that she is covering her face with a scarf because she doesn't want people to see her ugly face..."

The silver-clothed swordsman suddenly remembered something, his expression changed, he interrupted Zhang Wushi with his words, and asked in amazement: "Zhang Wushi, did you see her face clearly?"

The Martial Master Zhang clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Back to the seniors, yes, when that red-clothed masked woman fell down from the wall, a corner of her black scarf was just blown away by the wind, and her neck, cheeks and chin were covered. It's a big black scar in blue."

After hearing this, the silver-clothed swordsman gave an ooh, and murmured to himself, "So, it's her?"

Nangong Haotian was taken aback, and asked with concern: "Who is that woman?"

The silver-clothed swordsman looked at Nangong Haotian, and hesitantly said in a deep voice: "I promised her to keep her secret..."

Nangong Haotian was furious at once, what time is it, these so-called chivalrous people are still keeping ridiculous secrets for their poor reputation, Nangong Haotian just wants to describe their actions with a few words - stupid!

"If you don't tell who the masked woman in red is, you will never leave this place tonight." Nangong Haotian's voice was very soft, but every sentence seemed to fall on the hearts of everyone, making them feel that if it was true That way, Nangong Haotian would definitely do this kind of thing without hesitation.

The Silver Shirt Swordsman did not 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 didn't teach me every move, nor did I accept me as an apprentice, nor did I promise him to hate him for being humiliated in the past." Nangong Haotian closed his eyes, calmly Talking about things that seem to have nothing to do with him.

The surrounding space seemed to be suppressed, and there was a faint crackling and beeping sound in the space. The atmosphere was extremely solemn, and everyone's faces became ugly.

The old beggar Bi Wu felt uncomfortable, and in order to break the deadlock, he suddenly asked angrily, "Then why did you murder my master and take his life?"

Nangong Haotian didn't open his eyes, and said indifferently: "I have repeatedly explained to the seniors of your gang that I didn't know that Senior Du was the famous Vigorous Killer in the past until after I fought with Senior Du. His life is not at stake, believe it or not."

Bi Wu was at a loss for words, and continued to ask, "What about Tiannan Xiushi?"

"This incident was brought about by your gang, and your gang should know it better than anyone else. When I did it in Xiaohegou in the south of Licheng, I repeatedly asked the senior for his name, but he only said that he would know after the incident... ..."

The silver-clothed swordsman's face was also a little ugly, and he asked suddenly: "Then what about Tianxuan Shenjun?"

"That's what I heard after the fact." Nangong Haotian became a little impatient, these were not his own problems, these people asked him as a prisoner, it was really noisy.