Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 184 In fact, I am still the leader of the Beggar Clan

Experienced people in the martial arts world would naturally be able to recognize that this person is a female warrior from the Emei sect, and the serious-looking woman in her forties in the middle should be the leader, Miejie Shitai.

The woman at the door of the thatched cottage called Master Miejie "Master", and Hu Qingniu's disciples called her "Aunt Ji." From this point of view, it seemed that she was probably Ji Xiaofu who was missed by many gangs and sects in the world four years ago.

It's a pity, she was a hot commodity four years ago, but now... once Chu Pingsheng dies, she will be worthless.

"Master?! Huh, I don't have a disciple like you."

Miejie walked up to Ji Xiaofu with an evil look on his face, staring at her face with eyes like lightning.

After five years of separation, Ji Xiaofu subconsciously wanted to kneel down when she saw the leader again, but then she thought about it and realized that she had been expelled from Emei, so she straightened her bent knees.

Zhang Wuji stepped forward and cupped his hands: "I wonder why the heroines came to Butterfly Valley? If it is to detoxify and cure diseases, please wait aside. Several brothers from the Yellow River Gang arrived before you. If..."

"What are you talking about? You have no business talking here." A rude male voice interrupted Zhang Wuji and pushed him back. He took several steps back until he hit the pillar in front of the door and stopped. He held his chest with a look of discomfort on his face.

Chu Pingsheng, who was hiding behind the crowd, frowned slightly, because the person who pushed Zhang Wuji was an old acquaintance, Cao Qing. After four years of separation, he looked much older and was more arrogant than before. This should be because he was implicated in the upstart Chu. It is related to the fact that the position of head of the men's academy fell into the hands of Qu Rufeng.

"Wow……"

"If I remember correctly, this Ji Nuxia has been expelled from the Emei sect. Whose child does she have? Does it have anything to do with you, the former master? If it doesn't matter, you point the Heavenly Sword at her, yes Aren't you bullying the small ones and meddling in others' own affairs? Isn't this what a disciple of the Emei Sect, one of the six upright sects, should do? Heroine Guo Xiang is going to be pissed off by your unfilial descendants."

"What?" Miejie was furious, passed the sword forward again, and said in a colder tone than Erjiutian: "Go and kill him. If you kill him, I will take over the door again."

"Asshole! If Fengying hadn't been clever, I would have been deceived by you."

Obviously, Miejie had already figured out the problem from Yang Buhui's age, but Ji Xiaofu still took a chance and whispered: "Chu... is from me and Chu Ping."

"Master..." Ji Xiaofu looked at her with pleading eyes and whispered a name at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Do you want to help her vent her anger a little bit?
Speaking of which, Ding Minjun was not ruthless enough. It was fun to pass the sword technique of mass annihilation to Hu Fengying and let her kill all her relatives and Cao Qing.

Or maybe...she has told her that Hu Fengying has not been able to practice hard enough so far?
Just as he was thinking about it, Mie Mie spoke again: "Tell me, whose child is that with you?"

The little girl's eyes turned red and she cried loudly while holding the pieces in her hands.

"Woo, woo... This is Brother Chu... Brother Chu gave me the xun. You... this bad guy... it's all your... it's your fault."

The people in the thatched cottage have begun to raise questions in their minds. Isn't Master Miejie known for being decisive and ruthless? Why are you so soft-hearted towards an Emei abandoned disciple?
"Interesting, interesting." At this moment, a hoarse voice full of fun sounded.

Miejie glanced at the little girl who was holding her tightly in Zhang Wuji's arms and crying loudly. His face showed fierceness several times, and softened several times. His raised palms also opened and closed, seeming quite hesitant.

Everyone in the world knew that Ji Xiaofu was expelled from the Emei Sect because of her affair with Chu Pingsheng and the fathering of a daughter, but now it seems that there is something wrong with it.

That's right... you dare to talk to Master Miejie like that.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a man with mud on his face and messy hair coming out from behind and walking to the field without fear of the power of Master Jue.

"Tell me! Whose child is this?" With a clang, he pulled out the Yitian Sword and pointed at Ji Xiaofu, who looked panicked.

In fact, not only Cao Qing was present, Hu Fengying also followed, standing behind Ding Minjun, also looking high-spirited and high-spirited, but the cousin had a sad face. It seemed that during the period when she was not in the Emei Sect, She was often manipulated by her niece and male apprentice.

"Then I...then I..."

Her eyes opened with a fierce look, and Yang Buhui was so frightened that she turned around and ran away. However, because she moved too quickly, she felt very panicked and fell to the ground. The pottery Xun on her chest hit the stone next to her. It shattered into pieces with a snap.

"Brother Chu" was spoken, and the people in the thatched cottage were in an uproar.

Ji Xiaofu was stunned for a moment and shook her head slightly.

He is looking for death!
Everyone inside and outside the thatched cottage looked at each other, even Zhang Wuji, who had just helped Yang Buhui up, looked at him in astonishment.

"Who are you?" Miejie turned his head with hatred, his eyes like swords.

"A small soldier of the Beggar Clan."

"Beggars gang?"

Hu Fengying snorted coldly: "How dare you, a small gang of beggars, interfere with the affairs of our Emei Sect?"

"Everyone in the world cares about the injustices in the world. A hundred years ago, the little beggar gang also worked with the two heroes Guo Jing and Huang Rong to defend the country. They fought against the Jin people at first and the Mongolian army at the back. What about your Emei sect? You big Emei people What is Pai doing?"

A real person in the thatched cottage answered: "There was no Emei sect at that time." Chu Pingsheng touched his palm and said, "Thank you, brother, for informing me. It turns out there was no Emei sect at that time."

There was a Jianghu guest next to him who understood his sarcasm and smiled at each other. He could recognize the name "Guo Xiang". How could he forget that the Emei Sect was not established a hundred years ago?

Mie Mie is not a fool. He knows that this guy with a muddy face is mocking the Emei Sect and has no foundation.

Cao Qing narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that if I don't show you any color today, you will always live in a dream that the beggar gang is very powerful."

What he said...is not unreasonable.

The Beggar Clan a hundred years ago was a well-known force in the world, but what about now? Not to mention Shaolin and Wudang, even the Huashan sect, who admired the last one, was far away from them. Even the water-playing group of the Giant Whale Gang was disrespectful when talking about the Beggar Gang, known as the largest martial arts gang in the Central Plains.

"Are the beggars weak?"

Chu Pingsheng laughed, suddenly turned around, his hands were like threads, he approached Cao Zhen, slapped him in the face, then grabbed his collar and pushed towards Master Jue, took the opportunity to move forward, and walked in front of Hu Fengying, holding the wind Raising his hand, he slapped me again.

Hu Fengying wanted to dodge, but before her toes moved, she felt numbness in her knee joints and couldn't move. She watched helplessly as the dirty hand fell on her face.

Snapped……

The crisp sound of the slap was heard far away, and Hu Fengying fell to the ground with a cry, looking angrily at the young beggar who made him look embarrassed.

Cao Qing's treatment was better than hers, because he had the help of Miejie to relieve him of his strength, so he didn't fall like a loser.

"Cousin! Why are you still standing there? Kill him!"

When Hu Fengying saw Ding Minjun standing behind the young beggar, she shouted angrily.

This is not the attitude a niece should have towards her cousin at all, but more like a superior-subordinate relationship. However, Master Jingzhao and Zhao Lingzhu standing not far away seemed to have gotten used to it, their expressions remained the same and their gazes did not change.

Ding Minjun was actually very happy to see Cao Qing and Hu Fengying being humiliated. However, at this moment, he had to do as he was told. He drew his long sword and stabbed the young beggar's back shoulder blade.

A mediocre sword, the target was not an important part, and the strength was only five points. This was the greatest resistance she could do.

Chu Pingsheng originally had his back to her, but when the sword tip was less than a foot away from his body, he twisted his body, thrust out two fingers, and clicked, clamping the sword edge very accurately.

"Caught Emei Heroine's sword with just two fingers?!"

There was an uproar in the thatched cottage.

When Ding Minjun encountered resistance, he was slightly startled, and then applied another two points of strength, but the sword in his hand did not move at all.

At this moment, a faint sound came into his ears.

"It seems that you have suffered a lot during the four years that I have been away. You have lost weight."

This voice...

This voice!

Ding Minjun's eyes widened when he looked at him, and his body was shaking with excitement. If the sword hadn't been clamped by him, he would have thrown it to the ground.

It's Chu Pingsheng.

He's not dead, he's still alive!

This was the only thought left in Ding Minjun's mind.

In the past, she swore that she would kill him to vent her anger once she found the opportunity. However, by the time before Chu Pingsheng left the mountain, this kind of words had seriously changed. Not to mention herself, even Chu Pingsheng was aware of it and used this kind of thing every day. Teasing her with duplicity.

In the next three years, she behaved the same way. She would say "That bastard, it would be better if he died" every day when she got up. However, when the outside world spread that he was dead, the descendants of the Condor Heroes had no face to face the Emei Sect. In the fourth year when she didn't dare to go up the mountain to deliver messages, she stopped saying such things.

Instead, it was as if he had lost his spiritual support because he couldn't kill him with his own hands. He was living in confusion all day long. At this time, he followed Jiejie to Butterfly Valley to question Ji Xiaofu, and suddenly got the news that he was still alive and standing in front of him, and his heart was filled with emotions. There is an indescribable feeling, some may be called hate, some may be said to be resentful, some may be said to be happy, some may be said to be aggrieved, some may be...

Under normal circumstances, her behavior was very abnormal, and she might have aroused the suspicion of Master Jingzhao and Zhao Lingzhu. However, it did not happen at this moment, because the sword that was suddenly thrust out was caught between the opponent's fingers, which could only mean that One thing is that the other party is much more powerful than her.

The young beggar's face was covered with mud and his appearance was unclear, but he was only about twenty years old, and Ding Minjun was already twenty-eighty-nine years old. If it were them, they would have been surprised, excited, and unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)