Chapter 1127: Chapter 1127: Wandering the World with Sword in Hand (31)
Chuzheng rushed to the Alliance Leader’s Residence, only to find it in utter chaos.
The crowd had Ming Xian surrounded inside, and for so reason, Han Qiqi was also there, even injured, her pretty face ghostly pale.
Standing alongside Ming Xian, she was also encircled at the center.
Villain A and his partner, leading the sect mbers, burst into the Alliance Leader’s Residence, swiftly expanding the periter.
It was clear the people at the Alliance Leader’s Residence hadn’t expected anyone to storm in at this mont.
“People from the Brahman Immortal Sect.”
Soone remarked aloud.
There was no need to speak of it, one could tell because they were bearing the flag of the Brahman Immortal Sect, seemingly afraid others wouldn’t recognize them.
Villain A and his partner stood at the forefront, the few days of academy education they had received making them quite polite, “Greetings, esteed heroes.”
However, this left everyone with goosebumps.
Were these cult mbers mad? To actually greet them.
The scene plunged into a bizarre silence.
In the center, Ming Xian leaned on a strange longsword, his white clothes stained with blood, though it was unclear where he was wounded.
With the appearance of Villain A and his partner, Ming Xian swayed slightly, his gaze quickly sweeping over the crowd, but he didn’t see that familiar person, and he couldn’t tell if he felt relieved or disappointed.
Han Qiqi stood nearby, her gaze fixed on her father, Qiu Yuehe.
“Such a lively scene.”
The clear, cold voice shattered the deathly silence of the place, yet made Ming Xian’s heart pound violently.
The crowd parted from behind, and a girl with a delicate appearance entered from outside. She stood on the steps, not coming down, and looked into the interior through the passage opened for her by the sect mbers. Her gaze lingered slightly on Ming Xian before settling on Qiu Yuehe.
Ming Xian pursed his lips when he saw the sword in Chuzheng’s hand; it was his sword.
But she only gave him a glance as if he were a stranger.
–
Qiu Yuehe was taken aback by the look in Chuzheng’s eyes.
Finally, soone from the righteous faction couldn’t hold back: “How dare you Brahman Immortal Sect have the audacity to co here!”
Chuzheng replied with an unchanged face, “We’ve co, which naturally requires courage.”
The next person prepared to speak was stunned by Chuzheng’s words, forgetting his lines for a mont.
Chuzheng didn’t wait for them to react, continuing, “You managed to injure him like this, that takes so skill.” It sounded almost like praise.
Yet, after her words fell, there was an inexplicable hint of guilt among those present.
Ming Xian had co specifically to challenge Qiu Yuehe.
Qiu Yuehe accepted the challenge as well.
But when they realized Qiu Yuehe was no match for Ming Xian, they couldn’t just stand by and intervened together.
If it weren’t for Han Qiqi’s sudden appearance, they would have already subdued Ming Xian by now.
On second thought, Ming Xian was the Demon Head everyone in the martial world wanted to eliminate. They felt justified in their actions to rid the martial world of this scourge.
Soone imdiately shouted, “Ming Xian has hard the martial world, with countless blood debts. By barging into the Alliance Leader’s Residence today, he’s walking right into the trap!”
“Oh.”
Chuzheng began descending the stairs, her pace extrely slow yet exerting an invisible pressure on the crowd.
A re young girl, bringing such an oppressive feeling, left everyone’s faces looking quite uncomfortable.
“Then may I ask…”
“Stop wasting words with them, they’re here to rescue the Demon Head Ming Xian!” Qiu Yuehe suddenly shouted, interrupting Chuzheng.
At the word of the Alliance Hierarch, those on his side imdiately prepared to take action.
Chuzheng casually waved her hand, causing the ones charging in front to fly backward, crashing into the crowd behind but with no significant injury.
The sword-wielding girl coldly stared at them, each word wrapped in an icy chill, “Do not move, listen to .”
Perhaps the aura emanating from Chuzheng was too overwhelming, making the crowd slightly intimidated.
But Qiu Yuehe was unwilling, “What do you have to say? They’re stalling for ti to save Ming Xian!”
“You seem excited, Hierarch Qiu,” Chuzheng glanced around, “What are you afraid of?”
“Afraid? What do I have to fear!” Touching upon his secret, the ever-anxious Hierarch Qiu finally lost his composure, shouting aloud.
His overreaction made people around him turn to look at him with strange and doubtful eyes.
Chuzheng calmly asked, “If you’re not afraid, then why not hear out, or are you afraid I’ll expose it?”
Seeing everyone’s gaze on him, Qiu Yuehe quickly cald down, righteously scolding, “You cultists are adept at confusing right and wrong, bewitching people, what is there to discuss with you. Evil will never triumph over good, I advise you to surrender.”
Chuzheng’s peripheral vision caught sight of Ming Xian, his body swayed slightly.
Chuzheng restrained the impulse from the past, deserved!
She ended her conversation with Qiu Yuehe, directly raising her hand, “Bring them up.”
Gao Qi and Gao Yong were brought up, tied up tightly. Qiu Yuehe’s body gave a start; Gao Qi was struck by him in a critical spot, he should’ve been impossible to save.
As for Gao Yong, he was hung up back then, looking like he was at death’s door.
Unexpectedly, he now saw both of them alive and well.
Gao Qi’s eyes seethed with a mixture of resentnt and fury, “Qiu Yuehe! Didn’t expect I’d still be alive, did you!”
When the third person was brought in, Qiu Yuehe clenched his fists tightly.
It was Bai Ying, whom Chuzheng had captured at the Yang Residence.
“Who is that?”
“I think that’s Gao Qi!” The Gao brothers had lived on Seven Star Island, but were still sowhat known.
“Gao Qi…” Though neither Gao Qi nor Gao Yong were particularly virtuous, those who knew them were aware. They might not be beyond redemption, but they were definitely the type to make you frown and steer clear.
How did these two end up here?
“Who wants to explain?” Chuzheng looked at them.
Gao Qi, yearning to rip Qiu Yuehe to pieces, volunteered to take on the storytelling role.
The events from fifteen years ago in Kongming Valley resurfaced before the audience.
At first, everyone listened in confusion.
But as Gao Qi narrated, their bewildernt quickly turned to shock, then disbelief.
Chuzheng’s peripheral gaze remained on Ming Xian, as if he deserved a lesson to learn that without her, he was just a weakling!
Yet each ti she saw Ming Xian sowhat unsteady, she found herself wanting to rush over imdiately.
Though in the end, reason prevailed and she held back.
Gao Qi had already finished recounting the entire story.
Qiu Yuehe tried to silence them, Gao Qi naturally held nothing back, laying everything bare.
“Hierarch Qiu, is what he said true?”
Qiu Yuehe pointed angrily at Chuzheng, “These are people she’s brought, and you believe what they say? They’re just trying to sow discord.”
The crowd looked at one another, unsure of whom to trust.
Soone raised questions, “If what he said wasn’t true, why did you send people to wipe out Yang Li’s family?”
Qiu Yuehe, “I don’t know this person, this is blatant framing!”
The crowd glanced at each other.
“How can anything said by the Brahman Immortal Sect be trusted.”
“But they said it so clearly, maybe it’s true?”
“The things the Hierarch has done for the martial world over the years are clear to everyone, why would the Hierarch do such a thing.”
“But that’s not necessarily…”
“I believe in the Hierarch!”
User Comments
0 comments from readers