Jiaohua

Chapter 1553 The Second Miss's Acting Skills Are the Best

There is a huge merchant warehouse in Qingquan Town, which covers a total area of ​​half the size of Qingquan Town.

The snow here is very dirty, but there is no blood. It is just the mess left by people running and fleeing.

Xia Zhaoxue reined in his horse and said, "Let's go here."

Xia Zhaoyi immediately asked: "Second brother, is your beard real or fake?"

Xia Zhaoxue raised his hand and touched it, then laughed: "It's real, all of our beards are real."

"It's been a long time, right?"

"Ah."

"At first glance, it itches on weekdays."

Xia Zhaoxue looked at her and smiled: "Little sister, you have grown so tall now."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled. The word "little sister" seemed like a lifetime ago. It felt like so many years had passed since she last saw her.

Unfortunately, she is not satisfied with this.

In her previous life, she was almost half a head taller than she is now.

"By the way, how did you recognize me at first sight?" Xia Zhaoxue asked again.

"Is this difficult?" Xia Zhaoyi asked back, with a smile in her eyes, sparkling.

This look in his eyes and the way he smiled made Xia Zhaoxue smile again.

Even if they are half-sisters, they are related by blood. Her smile is indeed very similar to Zhao Yi's.

Among the three brothers in her previous life, Xia Zhaoyi and Xia Zhaoxue had the deepest relationship. How could she not understand Xia Zhaoxue?

Because she knew him so well, she disguised everything about him to be exactly like him, except for his height.

Xia Zhaoxue turned his head and looked towards Qingquan Town: "Little sister, your master never hurts anyone's life. This time when he entered the city, there may have been thousands of casualties. If he knew about this, would he blame you?"

Xia Zhaoyi still smiled with curved lips: "Master doesn't kill people because he is good at fighting. With his skills, taking anyone's life is like bullying. What Master hates most in his life is the bullying of the lower by the superiors. Therefore, he doesn't kill people, and he doesn't want his disciples to kill people with their good skills."

Xia Zhaoxue said sincerely: "The predecessors are highly respected and their character is so high that ordinary people can hardly match them."

"Don't worry about me, second brother," Xia Zhaoyi smiled brightly, "I didn't kill people before, but now, I have killed tens of thousands of people. Master knows about it, and he doesn't blame me. On the contrary, he supports me."

"Support? The old man..."

"My master is not an old stubborn man who is conservative and ignorant of enlightenment. Times have changed, and so have my master's ideas. In prosperous times, there are things that cannot be done, and in troubled times, there are things that must be done."

Xia Zhaoxue's eyes deepened and he nodded.

"It's just..." Xia Zhaoyi looked down at his palm, "It was from childhood that I was taught not to kill people. This teaching has accompanied me as I grew up, and it is no different from a belief. So when I killed one person after another, I felt a strong sense of guilt and self-blame in my heart."

She had never said these words to anyone, but when facing her second brother, she suddenly wanted to express her true feelings.

Xia Zhaoxue said gently: "Now that we have crossed this threshold, there is no need to think too much. But have you ever knelt before anyone?"

"No way," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "If I really kneel down, my master will probably faint from anger, because that's not me anymore, and his teaching would be in vain."

Xia Zhaoxue laughed and sighed: "Little sister, you and your sister are so alike."

Xia Zhaoyi tilted her head, looked at him and said, "Second brother, you call me little sister, then you call me elder sister?"

"They are all my little sisters," Xia Zhaoxue said with a smile, "They are all my little sisters."

Xia Zhaoyi nodded with satisfaction: "Well, that's very good, very good."

Both little sisters are her, hehe.

The brother and sister chatted for a long time, but they both had a strong sense of time and went back on time at a specific hour.

During the conversation, Xia Zhaoyi did not ask Xia Zhaoxue why he refused to let the Xia family army recognize him.

Xia Zhaoxue has already mentioned about his life in Zhenwu Camp in his letter, so there is no need to ask again.

Xia Zhaoxue, on the other hand, was very interested in the development between her and Shen Lie, but since she didn't want to talk more, he didn't ask.

The topic we talked about on the way back was the old man with a group of dogs.

Hearing that this person could also be "drunk and carefree", Xia Zhaoyi was not at all surprised.

Although the master has a cold face, never smiles, and his facial expression never changes, he is actually a very good person to talk to. He is never stingy in teaching people, and he doesn't have any exclusive secret techniques to hide.

So, if someone wants to ask the master to learn something, as long as he opens his mouth and the master is proficient in it, the master will teach him.

There are quite a few people who have learned Zui Xiaoyao from the master, most of them are the master’s old friends.

She had been with her master for just twenty years, including her previous life, but her master, "Zui Xiaoyao", had started teaching people eighty years ago.

That's right, the master is very old. Xia Zhaoyi doesn't know exactly how old he is, and the master doesn't bother to tell her. He always says that his name and age have no meaning to him. He could die at any time. Even if he died in the next moment, she doesn't need to be sad. She can just find a piece of land to bury him. If it weren't for the fact that people would rot after death, smell bad, and swell easily to scare people, it would be fine if he wasn't buried.

Because the time span was too long, Xia Zhaoyi knew she couldn't guess who it was, so she simply stopped thinking about it and said with a smile, "Fortunately, my master is betrayed by his friends every now and then. He has experience and doesn't need my comfort."

"I think this person is very fierce, little sister, you have to be on guard."

"Second brother, he is the one guarding against me. Believe it or not, he is gritting his teeth right now. On the one hand, he hates me for showing up and wants to kill me, but on the other hand, he is running away, thinking that the farther away from me the better."

"..."

Xia Zhaoxue chuckled a few times and nodded: "Yes."

Today was the most Xia Zhaoxue laughed in all these years. He once thought that he would never laugh again, but now he is chatting with his sister and feels really relaxed and happy.

However, after the two men turned the corner on their horses, the smiles on their faces disappeared at the same time, and they became serious and solemn again.

The entire long street was filled with Xia's army ready for battle. Further ahead, a dense crowd of people squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.

There were about 1,300 people, both men and women, some in their seventies and some only seven years old.

The long street was crowded with people, but it was unusually quiet. Aside from the whistling sound of the wind, the sound of the girl's horse's hooves slowly approaching made all the people squatting on the ground shudder. The sound was like a death warrant from the underworld, and each sound carried a terrible sense of oppression.

The whole place was silent, and all the officers of the Xia Army looked at the girl as she approached.

Sun Congli on the side frowned deeply, feeling envious, yearning and sighing. What a wonderful woman! After seeing her aura, courage and decisiveness with his own eyes, he realized that the woman in the rumors was not even one tenth as powerful as she was in reality.

Qian Dahe was standing behind Sun Congli, staring at the girl on horseback with his starry eyes without blinking.

Jian Jun and Xia Xingming stepped forward and said, "Second Miss, all the Beiyuan dogs that can still breathe in Qingquan Town are here."

A Northern Yuan person who could understand Chinese raised his head and glared at Xia Xingming angrily.

"Are you looking at me like that because you're angry?" The girl suddenly spoke in fluent Northern Yuan dialect.

Now many people raised their heads and looked at her in surprise.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at the man coldly, then suddenly raised his hand, a whip sounded in the air, and thousands of green threads wrapped around the man's neck.

Everyone stared with eyes wide open. No one could see clearly when a whip appeared in her hand, nor how she whipped out such a long and soft whip.

In the blink of an eye, the man was dragged to the front of the horse by the long whip. He painfully grabbed the soft whip on his neck to catch his breath.

"I like angry people the most. It's really enjoyable to watch them lose their temper." Xia Zhaoyi continued to speak slowly in Northern Yuan dialect. Suddenly, he raised his hand again. Thousands of silver barbs opened wide, swallowing blood and flesh, and cut large two-inch wounds like fish scales on the man's neck and face.

The man screamed in pain, covered his face with his hands, and rolled around on the ground.

All the Northern Yuan people listened to his wailing and were so frightened that they paralyzed and dared not move.

"Take him back." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Yes!"

Zhao Ya and Xia Zhi quickly stepped forward, pulled the man up from the ground, and pressed him back to the position where he had just been squatting.

The man bit his lips and cried silently, blood dripped from his face and his whole body was shaking.

"This is a small lesson," Xia Zhaoyi smiled sweetly, "The next time someone makes me unhappy, I will let him see what real lingchi means."

All the Northern Yuan people dared not look up, and even dared not breathe.

They have not yet witnessed the real lingchi.

But they witnessed the true moodiness and ruthlessness.

Xia Zhaoyi's gaze swept across the crowd, lingering on the children and the elderly.

After thinking about it, Xia Zhaoyi looked at Xia Junnan not far away.

Before she could say anything, Xia Junnan came over quickly and said, "Second Miss, what can I do for you?"

Xia Zhaoyi laughed, leaned down and whispered softly in Xia Junnan's ear.

Only "Ding Xue" who was standing nearby could hear this sound. Apart from the three of them, no one else could hear it.

Xia Junnan nodded after hearing this: "Yes."

"Remember," Xia Zhaoyi whispered, "when you let them go, you have to act realistically."

"Don't worry, Second Miss, I'm the best at this! In our Xia Army, Second Miss is the best in acting, and I'm the second best!"

"..."

　Thank you ccusa for the reward, thank you thank you!

　　(End of this chapter)