No way? Just casually put a hat on her head?

Hit, mouth Tuvalu!

Zhan Bei retorted angrily: "I'm not a beggar!" ”

I think she is the patriarch of a chaebol family, what treasure haven't you seen?! She's going to be a little bit of about them?!

Say she's a beggar? This is much more insulting than framing her for murder!

Girlish:???

At? Are you missing the center of gravity?

On the side, with a calm young man who was extremely inconsistent with his age, his face was full of rigor, noticing the girl's rudeness, he frowned, with displeasure in his eyes, pulled back the girl's very impolite hand, and scolded: "Ruxiang, don't be unreasonable." ”

When the girl named Rue Xiang heard his reprimand, she pouted aggrievedly, she opened her mouth to quibble, but saw the young man and said: "Although this girl is in rags, the fabric of her clothes is not worn by ordinary people, she has injuries on her body, obviously she was attacked, and ......"

The young man raised his eyes and glanced at the girl, his expression was unknown, he took out a piece of clothing and put it on the somewhat unclothed Zhan Beitian, and said earnestly.

"Master has taught us since we were children that we can't be strong and weak, everyone is equal in this world, even if this girl is a beggar, you shouldn't be so ignorant of etiquette and shouting, what's the matter, let's go back to the sect."

When the girl heard this, she reluctantly swallowed the rest of the words.

Listening to the young man's 'speech', Zhan Bei wanted to applaud him!

Look! Look! This is the speech of an excellent disciple!

Suddenly met his eyes that were a little sad and helpless, Zhan Beitian could see that it was caused by the death of that disciple named Mo Ran, and her heart softened and gave them a wake-up call.

"If you want to bring me back, you'll have to bring the two people over there who can prove my innocence."

She pointed to two bodies not far away.

Two people?

The disciple who was shouting loudly before looked over and saw the clothes on the two people's bodies, his eyes suddenly widened, and he hurriedly ran over.

After authentication, the disciple's eyes turned red, and his voice trembled: "Azusa... Brother Ziqiu! That's them! It was the two of them who carried Senior Brother Mo Ran out of the Jade Building! That's them! ”

As he spoke, several people hurriedly gathered around, however, when they saw the blue snowflake pattern embroidered on their chests......

"Yes, it's the people of Zero......"

Several people fell silent in unison.

The war also fell silent......

It's just that she's not the center of their attention.

Azusa hatred? Is it a revenge?

Good name!

Her eyes lit up.

Suddenly, Zhan Beiqian looked at the reactions of several of them, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

Where did this Abyss come from? So awesome? Just looking at the name scared the child, and he didn't dare to say anything.

At this time, the young man named Ziqiu pursed his lips, squatted down to look at her, and asked her, "Little sister, do you know these two people?" ”

Battle of the North: ......

Little, little sister?

For the first time in her life, she was called a little sister, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Auntie, grandma, I'm already in the triple digits, okay!

And......

Didn't you just call me girl!!

However, seeing the pain in his eyes, Zhan Beitian instantly extinguished the fire.

She was stunned and said, "No, I don't know ......."

Seeing the look of disappointment in his eyes again, she hurriedly picked up again: "But I heard them say that they seem to have been here more than once!" ”

Woo woo woo, she's so faceless as a teacher, her heart is too soft, and when she sees a little cutie being troubled, she can't bear to want to help.

Hearing what she said, the young man was shocked, and a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"There must still be a disciple of Heavenly Spirit Void here! Everyone, look for it!! ”

He got up and hurriedly gave orders to the disciples around him.

In the middle of the night, several people found more than a dozen corpses, but they were all a little shocked.

"Ten, eighteen, no more, no less, all here."

The voices of the disciples who spoke trembled.

Eighteen corpses, some older and some young, were all dressed in the courtyard uniforms of the Heavenly Spirit.

Or someone recognized their former good friend and cried bitterly.

A well-known and amiable girl, who exuded a soft light all over her body, frowned and came to the young man named Ziqiu: "Ziqiu...... What to do? ”

The young man looked at the corpse in front of him, his face was cold and abnormal.

After a long time, he said a word.

"Take them home ......"