Chapter 36: Whore
Lu Huai's clear eyes were filled with four parts of confusion and five parts of disgust: "..."
This person is sick again. He keeps saying some ambiguous and strange things that cause people to misunderstand him.
I always like to imagine some random things.
"Xiaoxiao said something quite right."
Shen Chaochao was stunned by his incoherent words and stammered: "What...what..."
"If you are sick, get treatment."
He had discovered that Shen Chaochao didn't understand what people said. The more he talked to her, the more she would interpret it.
Hearing this, Shen Chaozhao's face turned red and he was angry.
The tears in her eyes were stuck.
Song Hui stood in front of Shen Chaochao, his eyes wide open, brandishing his sword to drive him away. "How dare you touch our Tianjian Sect's things?"
Nan Xiao had tied up all the members of the Huanhai Sect with vines. With Jiang Xia around, they had no way to resist. It would be better for them to be obedient and suffer less.
After dealing with the people from Huanhai Sect, Nan Xiao came over following the scent, waving vines in his hands, looking like a typical villain who has achieved success.
She waved her hand, and with a "snap" sound, she pulled it towards Song Hui.
If Song Hui hadn't pulled Shen Chaochao away quickly, he would have had new injuries on his face.
"Nan Xiao, don't go too far." Song Hui roared.
Don't hit people in the face. Do you understand the rules of the underworld?
"Too much?" Nan Xiao stroked his chin in thought, then his eyes lit up, revealing his standard eight big white teeth, and smiled brilliantly: "There are even more excessive ones."
Everyone in the Tianjian Sect felt a chill down their spines and had a bad feeling. "Second brother, stop talking and return the things to the owner."
We, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, are not sore losers, so why fight to the death? We can just get back at them next time.
Song Hui now gains a bonus of anger whenever he sees Nan Xiao, so he naturally doesn't care what his fellow disciples think.
Nan Xiao had a few more vines in his hands and said to Lu Huai, "Tie them all up."
She wants to do a big whore.
A few people wanted to run, but Jiang Xia forced everyone back with a sword move.
"Junior sister, it's your turn."
"Thank you, Big Brother."
Nan Xiao and Lu Huai were very quick and agile, tying up several people in no time.
She also asked her to wrap the four-eyed fox tightly with vines, throw it aside, and settle the score with it at the end.
Ye Lingling tried to move, but the binding was really tight. She felt helpless: "My dear sister, it's fine if you tie them up, but why do you tie me up too?"
"Good sister, you are different from them here." Nan Xiao pointed at the vines on their bodies and said seriously: "Look, I tied them in knots, and yours are in bows."
Ye Lingling's mouth twitched. Is this what she meant?
"Nan Xiao, I advise you to let us go, otherwise you will be in trouble." Song Hui was still shouting angrily.
Nan Xiao kicked Song Hui in the abdomen, causing him to fall flat on his face. "Don't you understand the situation? You're a prisoner. A prisoner should act like a prisoner."
Song Hui wanted to shout a few more times, but Nan Xiao went up and kicked him twice more.
Isn't he the protagonist? Isn't he allowed to be wasted?
Then she can kick him a few more times, which is always okay.
After all, the protagonist has to go through more hardships in order to grow. As a qualified blackened cannon fodder, it’s okay for her to create more suffering for the protagonist group.
Very reasonable!!!
Song Hui was so angry that his mentality was about to collapse. His eyes were bloodshot and slightly red, and there were faint tears flashing in his eyes.
He clenched his fists, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and said nothing.
He was afraid that if he made another sound, Nan Xiao's foot would land on his face in the next second. With so many people here, if his face was stepped on, how would he face people in the future?
I feel suffocated just thinking about what the people of Huanhai Sect will say about me and how my fellow disciples in the sect will look at me.
For Song Hui, Dantian spiritual roots and face are equally important.
He kept telling himself in his heart that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, so he should be patient first, be patient first...
A trace of pity flashed in Nan Xiao's eyes. She was a kidnapper with professional ethics and she would not hit obedient people.
Song Hui: “…………”
He just knew it.
The person who knows you best is not your family, but your enemy...
"Does anyone want to say a few words to vent your anger?" Nan Xiao asked sincerely.
Look how democratic she is. She actively gives them the opportunity to speak.
Everyone was silent, just keeping silent.
Didn't you see that Song Hui was kicked into silence? They are not stupid.
They are upright disciples who can bend and stretch themselves, and sometimes they can appropriately lower their noble heads.
For example, now.
Jiang Xia found this strange scene quite funny, and the smile on his face never faded.
Although he had never come into contact with these sect disciples, he heard from rumors that they were all people with lofty ambitions.
Now, he wants to say that rumors cannot be fully believed.
In fact, the rumors are true. The disciples of these large sects have a common problem, which is that they attach great importance to face.
In short, it's better to suffer than to save face.
Or I haven't been criticized enough by society.
But there are only a few of them here, and everyone's situation is the same. The eldest brother doesn't laugh at the second brother, and as long as they don't say it, no one will know.
Lu Huai's eyes lit up, as if he had opened the door to a new world, which looked very interesting.
He smiled flatteringly: "Xiaoxiao, take a break, let me do this kind of thing."
Lu Huai took the vine from Nan Xiao's hand and pulled it to the ground, splashing a cloud of grass debris. "Squat down and be quiet."
Nan Xiao: “…”
She coughed lightly to moisten her throat, "Do you want me to let you go?"
Everyone nodded in unison. They had never been so in sync in their lives.
"It's simple. Just pay 100,000 high-grade spirit stones per person as ransom." Nan Xiao ignored their terrified expressions and turned to Lu Huai, saying, "Give one, and we'll let one go. For those who don't give, we'll just go around the road and help them return to the sect, and ask their master for escort fees. It's the same."
"While on the way, spread the word among their fellow disciples in the sect that they failed to rob and were beaten instead."
Nan Xiao's thinking was simple: if these people wanted to cheat, she could ask their sect for money. If they gave it to her, she'd win. If they didn't, it would be good to disgust them.
After all, the disciples of the three major sects had done a lot of such things to grab resources in the past.
In their words, you can't blame others for your own lack of ability.
Those wandering cultivators were angry but dared not say anything, and watched them take a detour.
Now, the disciples of this big sect have fallen into trouble this time. If their sect gets angry about this and hurts them, it will definitely cause public outrage, and cultivators all over the world will attack them.
The officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps.
That won't work.
You three major sects can't take all the good things in the world. If you don't leave any soup for others, the people below will naturally rebel.
If you are shameless and refuse to give, that's fine. At most, you will be laughed at by all the monks. It will become a source of laughter for everyone before and after dinner.
Spirit stones and face, choose one for yourself.
If you are tough enough, then go to war with all the monks in the world.
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