Chapter 116 Pity the many worries of the world. 7

Dai Qisi suddenly felt that she might have misjudged the situation.

She followed Bai Feng all the way to the Western Regions. Han Qianye was exhausted from the long journey and the deep-rooted poison. She could only temporarily place him in the post station and go to find Xiao Hao alone.

However, when she found Xiao Hao's whereabouts, she saw Xiao Hao chasing after Fan Yao, holding a curved knife and looking murderous. Fan Yao looked very fierce, just like the familiar monk.

This familiar face, familiar dress... Dai Qisi's eyes were red. Isn't this her brother who she hasn't heard from for many years! When she was young, she traveled thousands of miles to the Middle Earth. Fortunately, her brother protected her all the way and she successfully reached the Bright Summit. Dai Qisi was very fond of and respected this blood relative. He

is indeed a big brother! He lost his memory but his martial arts skills have not fallen behind!

Seeing that Xiao Hao's sword missed, Dai Qisi rushed forward without saying a word and helped Xiao Hao deal with Fan Yao.

"Big brother!"

This crisp voice was very melodious, but when Xiao Hao heard this title, his feet almost stumbled.

After finally stabilizing himself, he looked at Dai Qisi expressionlessly. What he saw was not the beautiful and pretty lady he had imagined, but an ugly old woman. Xiao Hao felt mixed emotions and almost slipped again. There were

so many things to complain about that he didn't know where to start!

Dai Qisi was at a loss for words at this strange look.

In the past, even if she had acted old and ugly, Xiao Hao would not have failed to recognize her. But now... Although Fan Yao had explained the situation in detail in the letter, she still held on to her expectations, thinking that blood relatives were always different from others. But when they really met, they were like strangers, and she still felt a little inexplicably wronged.

Her nose was sore. The guilt of apostasy in recent days, the fear of losing her blood relatives and loved ones alone, and the fear of fleeing all the way all surged into her heart. She just wanted to throw herself into the arms of her relatives and cry.

It certainly takes great courage to pursue love, but she is only a sixteen-year-old girl after all. Even if she is a cold, holy and arrogant saint in front of others, she still hopes to have a harbor where she can temporarily expose her weakness and put down her burdens.

Her daze gave Fan Yao an opportunity.

Xiao Hao secretly gave Fan Yao a look, and Fan Yao immediately understood and ran away. Xiao Hao pretended to be upset about his escape and stared at Dai Qisi with a bad face.

Dai Qisi snorted coldly and said angrily: "This hypocritical thief! He actually let him escape!"

Xiao Hao stepped in front of Dai Qisi with a phantom light step, and the curved knife was already on her mercilessly, and he said coldly: "Who are you?"

Dai Qisi was very sad, and tore off her disguise, revealing a face that was 70% similar to Xiao Hao's face. Her face was softer than Xiao Hao's president face, with an indescribable unique style at the corners of her eyes, which was fascinating but not less heroic. The profound facial features from foreign lands made people unforgettable. She looked

at Xiao Hao sadly, and all her emotions were unspoken.

This first beauty in the martial arts world really did not get the reputation in vain. Xiao Hao didn't move, the blade still stopped steadily beside Dai Qisi's snow-white neck.

Seeing that he really didn't recognize her at all, Dai Qisi couldn't help but feel grief, and didn't care about her life or not, she rushed straight to Xiao Hao, buried her head in his chest and sobbed.

Of course, Xiao Hao would not really hurt her, but he was startled by her flying action and quickly moved the curved knife to the side. He held the two knives awkwardly, and this soft girl hugged him tightly, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Acting is really not an easy job...

Xiao Hao looked up at the sky with an expressionless face.

Dai Qisi cried and said, "Brother! I am your biological sister!"

"..."

Xiao Hao felt a little soft in his heart, he sighed secretly, put away the curved knife, and gently rubbed Dai Qisi's head.

Dai Qisi raised her tearful eyes and looked at him with watery eyes. Xiao Hao felt uncomfortable with her gaze, so he had to turn his head to the side, trying to make a fierce look and said, "...Why are you crying!"

Dai Qisi cried and laughed, wiping tears on her face randomly, "Brother, I'm so glad that you are okay!"

"I'm not your brother."

Xiao Hao glanced at the target list. There were so many people watching in the dark, he couldn't ruin the big thing because of a moment of pity. He took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Dai Qisi, frowned and looked at the status below her blood bar and said: "You are poisoned."

Sure enough, it was the poison of the White Camel Sect in the Western Regions.

The person behind the scenes really had other plans.

Dai Qisi said sadly: "I am not poisoned deeply, my internal strength can resist it, but Brother Han..." She paused and was about to cry again, "Brother, you...you go with me to see him!"

Xiao Hao did not move, looking very alert.

Dai Qisi was even more heartbroken, and explained to him: "You really don't remember me at all? We came to Middle-earth from Persia together, shouldering the mission of preaching and accumulating merits..."

Xiao Hao's eyes relaxed a little: "Are you the saint of my sect?"

Dai Qisi nodded hurriedly.

Xiao Hao then asked again: "Who is that person you are talking about?"

Dai Qisi looked a little embarrassed, and after hesitating for a while, she gritted her teeth and said: "I, I did something that damaged my status as a saint, and now I have... been expelled from the sect."

Xiao Hao immediately understood: "You secretly married that person."

Dai Qisi was embarrassed and nodded again.

Xiao Hao seemed to glance at the place where Fan Yao was hiding, and suddenly grabbed Dai Qisi's wrist, turned around and left without saying a word. Dai Qisi was caught off guard and was pulled forward by him in a daze.

"Brother! Where are you taking me?!"

Fan Yao, who was behind the wall, also reacted suddenly and hurried to catch up with them.

Without even turning his head, Xiao Hao said simply and ruthlessly: "Burn it."

Dai Qisi was shocked when she heard this, and said in disbelief: "What?!"

Xiao Hao put his hood back on, his face completely hidden in the shadows, and repeated: "The saint broke the precepts and should be burned at the stake."

Dai Qisi stared at him in amazement, forgetting even to say anything.

Xiao Hao took her into an abandoned empty room, restrained her movements with the Wuming Soul Lock, and tied her up tightly with chains in a few seconds. The door was broken open with a bang, and Fan Yao stood at the door with a stiff smile.

"Brother Xiao, you are not serious, are you?"

Xiao Hao did not answer, but raised a torch in his hand.

Fan Yao could no longer laugh.

Dai Qisi's apostasy was like a bolt from the blue to him, but now it seemed that he had no time to think more. This Holy Son had obviously forgotten everything, so how could he remember the rules of the church so clearly?

Xiao Hao stared at the torch in his hand, as if he was looking at something sacred. He threw the fire into the dry sea buckthorn bush. Fan Yao's face changed drastically, and he quickly flew to stop him. He exerted force in his palm, trying to blow away the dry grass.

Dai Qisi's eyes were full of confusion, and she didn't know whether she was more shocked or relieved.

Xiao Hao disappeared from the spot in an instant, and a streamer of light and shadow emerged from behind Fan Yao like a ghost, and the knife light that drove away the night's sorrow flashed by.

Fan Yao did not dare to resist his blade, so he could only twist his body to dodge. His palm was also slightly crooked, and the ball of fire rolled a few times and burned into a ball with the dry grass. The

fire in the room suddenly surged. Xiao Hao looked indifferent and chanted:

"The holy fire is bright, the holy light is shining, have mercy on my disciples, and work together..."

... In

half a cup of tea, the abandoned hut was already ablaze, and no one could see what was happening inside.

A figure walked out of the bright fire, holding a head with disheveled hair in one hand and a ring inlaid with colorful gems in the other. The fire behind him was so dazzling that everything in the shadow of the hood seemed to be engraved in the deepest darkness.

He raised his head, revealing a pair of enchanting eyes of different colors. Although he came from the light, he gave people a bone-chilling chill.

Xiao Hao silently curled the corners of his lips and disappeared from everyone's sight.

After he left, Changsheng Baoshu Wang rushed out in a hurry, stood in front of the house that was almost unrecognizable due to the burnt ground, closed his eyes, shook his head, and slowly saluted.

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Vajra Gate.

Ah Er and Ah San listened to the report of the spy and laughed at the table.

"Great! The Venerable disguised himself as Fan Yao to commit the crime. The Purple-Robed Dragon King and his wife were poisoned. When they chased to the Western Regions, they saw the Saint chasing Fan Yao, which further confirmed his crime of poisoning. The Saint lost his memory, but he strictly abided by the precepts of the Ming Cult and was impartial. When he learned that the Saint had broken the precepts, he burned her to death with his own hands. It was effortless to solve the two great masters of the Ming Cult. I really admire him!"

A strange smile appeared on the face of the Venerable Ashura. "The Ming Cult is a great threat to the court. It is my duty to share the worries of the prince."

He paused and asked the spy who came to report, "Are you sure that the Saint has killed both of them?"

The spy said decisively: "Sure! The house was burned to ashes, there is no way anyone is alive. We have been watching nearby, and no one has come out except the Holy Son!"

Venerable Ashura nodded with satisfaction: "It's smoother than I expected."

Two old men suddenly came in from outside the door, one with a green face and a vicious look, and the other with a black face and a shrewd look. After hearing them talking and laughing in the house, they coldly scolded: "What success makes you so happy!"

Ah Er and Ah San were startled when they heard the words, and immediately left their seats to salute the newcomers, respectfully saying: "I don't know if you two elders came to greet us from afar!"

Venerable Ashura glanced at the newcomers, stood aside silently, and kept silent.

Lu Zhangke snorted and asked, "The income has been greatly reduced in the past two months. The prince has specially ordered my two brothers to come here for questioning. What's wrong with you?"

Ah Er hurriedly told them what Xiao Hao had done in the Western Regions, and reported their recent victory to the two. Lu Zhangke and He Biweng looked at each other and laughed disdainfully, "A mere son of the Ming Cult has caused you to be in such a mess! Where is he? Now that we are here, let's go to him. "Just take care of him."

Venerable Ashura frowned and said disapprovingly: "Now is the time to close the net. If you make good use of this chess piece, you can catch all the high-level leaders of the Ming Cult."

Hebi Weng glared at him and mocked: "Venerable, you have such ability, why haven't you taken down the Ming Cult in two months?"

Venerable Ashura hesitated to speak. These two people like to pursue fame and fortune. He is afraid that the credit he has obtained will be taken away by them.

Small impatience will lead to big plans. The two elders of Xuanming deliberately ruined his plan, but they may not get good results. It is rare to have such a great opportunity, and it is really hard to swallow that it was given to the two of them for free.

The matter of the Ming Cult can only be discussed in the future. After they leave, they can no longer stay in the Jingangmen.

Asura Venerable lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, taking in his thoughts, and made a gesture of invitation to the two elders Xuanming.

Lu Zhangke waved his sleeves and said proudly: "He accepted your bounty, and now it's time to exchange the bounty. Junior brother, let's go meet him now."