The sun rises in the east.
People always say that the morning light is bright.
After all, no one wants to look directly at the noon sun.
Nan Xiao, who had been patient for a long time, decided to take off her disguise.
Taking out the full moon jade pendant in his arms, Nan Xiao stood up and said loudly: "I am a disciple of the seventh elder of Qingya Blessed Land. This jade pendant was given by the master himself. If you don't recognize it, you can let Qingya Master Xuan helps to test the authenticity. I am here only to study. In the future, you can surpass me through practice, but now, if you insist on being inferior to others, I will naturally not be afraid. Besides, what qualifications do you have to talk about already Am I the elder’s disciple?”
Although Nan Xiao's voice is childish, it is as sonorous and powerful as striking jade and striking gold.
Standing up straight, she looked down at everyone with a cold eyebrow.
The pretty face is as cold as ice, and the phoenix eyes are flying sideways, showing the strong and surging anger and the determination that would rather be broken than jade.
The sharp-edged Nan Xiao is as strong as a proud pine on the top of a mountain, full of oppression.
Bao Fei and others, who were still chattering and belittling Nan Xiao, immediately became quiet.
They looked at each other, confusion, surprise and slight annoyance evident in each other's eyes.
Although they vaguely heard that Nan Xiao successfully climbed the Shu Road and was taken away by the elder Zilu, they did not want to believe that a person with extremely poor health would be valued by the elders of Qingya Blessed Land.
Now that he has stood up, Nan Xiao will naturally not only tell half of the story.
In order to be able to study without distraction in the future, you must solve your worries at this time.
Once and for all.
Ignoring the other eight children of the same age, Nan Xiao looked directly at the corpse of Master Qingxuan not far away, and said: "I dare to ask Master Qingxuan, if I have the jade pendant of the seventh elder of Qingya Blessed Land, am I qualified to purge?" Is there an unhealthy academic style here?”
Master Qingxuan nodded slightly.
After getting the answer she wanted, Nan Xiao no longer had any scruples.
She bent down slightly, quickly picked up the unoccupied bamboo stool next to her, and threw it hard towards Bao Fei.
"Boom!"
The bamboo stool collided violently with the jasper floor tiles at Bao Fei's feet. Then, like an egg hitting a stone, the binding rope cracked and bamboo pieces scattered on the ground.
"Ahhhh——!"
Bao Fei, who was hit on the calf by broken bamboo fragments, jumped up on the spot and screamed loudly.
Just now she thought she was almost killed.
"You bitch! You damn beggar! I'll fight you!"
Bao Fei, who was still in shock, no longer had the reserve and dignity of a rich man. With angry eyes and gnashing of teeth, he pulled out the hosta from his head and opened his legs to fight Nan Xiao.
Yu Tan, who was sitting in the first row, hurriedly stepped forward to grab Bao Fei, who was overwhelmed by anger, and it took a lot of effort to push Bao Fei down on the bamboo stool.
The fat guy in the second row was tapping the table with his hands, not knowing which side he was cheering for.
The porcelain-white little face was full of excitement, and the not-so-big eyes were full of gloating.
Unless the family is superior, the children who can come here will not have poor cultivation qualifications, and the city will not be too shallow.
The few people who had laughed with Bao Fei before, after Nan Xiao took out the elder jade pendant and his identity was recognized by Master Qingxuan, they all sat in their seats, as honest and quiet as chickens.
The palms were bleeding again.
As if she couldn't feel the pain, Nan Xiao expressionlessly took the jade pendant stained red by blood back into her arms, then bent down to pick up two bamboo pieces with relatively sharp fractures.
Using a sharp piece of bamboo as a knife, Nan Xiao held it across his chest to prevent Bao Fei from jumping over the wall.
"I only have one life, are you sure you want to fight for me?" Nan Xiao asked provocatively.
"I'm sure! Little bitch, if you're scared, just say so!"
Clutching the hosta tightly, Bao Fei looked crazy, as if she was about to rush up at any moment and stab Nan Xiao in the neck.
Nan Xiao's eyes were calm, half-smiling, and said coldly: "Aren't you afraid, what if my master is angry and the merchant family that gave birth to you and raised you will eventually be destroyed because of your arrogance and selfishness today?"
Bao Fei was speechless for a moment.
She was really scared.
Nan Xiao saw through Bao Fei's hesitation and asked in an extremely frivolous but serious tone: "Then-"
Deliberately lengthening the ending, Nan Xiao raised her palms.
Dripping blood flowed along the bamboo knife and accumulated into half a drop of blood at the sharp bottom.
Licking the corners of her mouth that were chapped from not drinking water for too long, Nan Xiao raised the corners of her mouth.
"That--"
"Do you dare to die?"
A drop of blood fell off the bamboo knife.
"Snapped!--"
The drop of blood smashed directly onto the jasper floor, causing large splashes of water like waves crashing onto the shore.
"Ta-ta-"
The water splashes back and spreads again.
"despair--"
Ripples are rendered layer by layer and finally frozen.
On the jasper floor tiles under Nan Xiao's feet, there was an extra round of sunset in full bloom.
Blood, white yarn, falling, ticking...
Bao Fei froze on the spot.
She felt waves of heat rushing from her chest to her head, making her dizzy and her limbs trembling.
Bao Fei, who had been arrogant for too long, now truly realized what it meant to be confused and panicked.
After seeing the scars on Nan Xiao's palm, Bao Fei realized what was causing the indescribable depression and trembling.
That's fear.
She is more afraid of death than anyone else!
Bao Fei reacted, holding her head and crying.
Nan Xiao raised her eyebrows and saw that the other party had collapsed and stopped pressing.
After tearing off the excess skirt pleats, Nan Xiao re-bandaged the wound, and then wiped the blood on the bamboo knife and the ground with the remaining cloth.
Finally, under the stunned gazes of Yu Tan and others, Nan Xiao quietly sat on the bamboo stool, as if the sharp-edged person just now had never existed.
But Bao Fei was no longer quiet.
The sound of books was loud in the morning, but now the girl is whining.
After a while, Bao Fei got tired of crying without anyone to coax her.
The sobs turned into sobs.
Soon, Bao Fei, who had temporarily overcome her fear, wiped away her tears and stared at Nan Xiao fiercely.
Master Qingxuan's expression was neither salty nor indifferent, as if he was used to these quarrels.
During this period, he just raised his eyes a few times and made up his mind about the future of these nine children.
There are nine people in the school, and so far, the showy Nan Xiao is actually the most cunning.
Nan Xiao, who was able to climb tens of thousands of steps on the Shu Road with a body that was inferior to ordinary people, was far superior to other children in terms of scheming and perseverance.
The edge of a sword comes from sharpening.
If Nan Xiao's qualifications were better, his future might be much better than that of his self-destructive nephew Lin Xiao.
Pity.
After analyzing the character traits of these people, Master Qingxuan called out a ball of transparent and colorless water, sweeping away the scattered bamboo fragments and unwiped blood stains on the ground.
He seemed a little tired, his white hair was still the same, but his childlike face was no longer rosy.
Master Qingxuan, whose face was as white as a sheet of paper, pinched his brows and said, "That's it, let's stop here. Nan Xiao, don't be rude. Bao Fei, please restrain yourself. Let's tell the story about the Holy Body. At this point, we are not allowed to talk about it anymore.”
Nan Xiao shook his head and did not intend to put off his shoes. He said seriously: "Bao Fei, from where I stood on Shu Road, I have been completely cut off from Banyuepo and Wangxian Market at the bottom of the mountain. As for the second child of the Wang family, he will I will end it with him. As for you, this is your first offender and you are still young. Now you only need to apologize to my brother. If I hear you insult my brother again in the future, don't blame me for acting like this again. Like this today, using your power to bully others!"
"you!"
Bao Fei, who had lost all her face and dignity, roared in a low voice, her face turned red.
How had she, who had always been pampered, been treated like this?
Thinking of this, Bao Fei felt very aggrieved, and her eyes immediately became wet, but there was no sign of submission on her face.
"We are all from the same sect, and we must help each other in the future. Bao Fei, Qi Meng, and Zhang Qiong, you have gone too far. You can't do this again. Nan Xiao, calm down. From now on, you should never look up when you look down, and treat each other with peace in everything. expensive."
At a young age, Yu Tan has become a peacemaker and is very experienced. The silver leaf tattooed on the white cuffs made him look very noble.
Bao Fei looked unhappy, but did not refute.
Because she needs a step down at this time.
As for the man and woman who had previously surrounded Bao Fei, after being named by Yu Tan, they vowed never to insult Nan Xiao and her brother again.
"Yes, Yu Tan said it very well. You are from the same sect, so you should love each other. In the future, when the sect competes or encounters a crisis, you will still have to fight side by side."
Master Qingxuan, who had been silent for a long time, finally stood up and stopped the farce.
When Nan Xiao saw Master Qingxuan coming forward to reconcile with Xini, he naturally understood that he could only do this at the moment.
But she was in no hurry.
One day, Nan Xiao will make the debts owed by those people double.
The class must continue.
Revenge has a long way to go.
