Xijing probably knew Li Liuchen's plan, he asked her to pretend to be the sister of the short brown man, and then went in to accuse her brother of being a killer, and then found an opportunity to scratch him.

"Okay, I got it." Xijing received the order and slowly walked to the corner over there.

She has other plans in her heart, the little mentally retarded brain hole is not good, this level of plot is easy to go wrong, suddenly broke in and scratched her brother to death, and then what? How to escape? They all did it in front of the righteous knights, just to kill a temporary worker who had no staff? Can you pursue it a little?

Xijing paused to make sure no one noticed her now, so she rushed over, shouting as she ran, "Brother-"

Hearing this, a few people turned their heads to look behind them, and saw a girl running over crying.

Everyone had already surrounded the short brown man at this time, and the few people who took the lead in the encirclement had not yet discussed the results of the discussion, and they all wanted to bring him back to their own sect, if they could ask some news about Yefeng Pavilion, the status of the sect in the rivers and lakes could also be mentioned.

Seeing the girl who rushed straight into the middle of the crowd, everyone was a little puzzled for a while, but fortunately, someone was still quick and grabbed the tide mirror that rushed towards the surrounded man.

At this time, everyone was still a little vigilant.

Xijing continued to cry, crying sadly, with a childish cry that was particularly touching. The collar of her coat was tugged on, and she still stretched out her hands desperately and waved, as if she wanted to hug her brother who was surrounded.

A few people next to him muttered quietly and asked the woman standing on the side: "Does Ma Sheng'an have a sister?" ”

Ma Sheng'an is surrounded by a man dressed in short brown, this woman is his former childhood sweetheart, and naturally knows a lot about his relatives.

"I only have a cousin who is about the same age, and no matter how young I am, I only have a later generation." The woman shook her head and replied, walked over and asked Xijing, "Little girl, do you know this person?" Why do you call him brother? ”

I'm afraid you won't ask!

Xijing frowned and looked at the few people who stopped in front of him very unhappily, and said, "Of course I know, he is the best brother in the world!" He promised to teach me how to get revenge! If my brother hadn't saved me, I would have died a long time ago! ”

At this time, Ma Sheng'an, who was pointed out and couldn't move: ???

At least the relationship between the two can be understood in these words, it should be Ma Sheng'an who saved the girl, and the girl recognized him as her brother.

As for Ma Sheng'an, he promised to teach her skills and let her take revenge...... No matter how it sounds, it sounds like the words of the Night Maple Pavilion that capture people's hearts.

Yefeng Pavilion, a disgusting organization, kills how many children every year!

"Do you know who he is? I dare to recognize my brother. The woman asked with a sneer.

Xijing was still in tears and said, "I don't care who he is, he is a good person if he promises to help me, you let him go." ”

While saying that, he broke free from the person who was dragging him, and at the same time "accidentally" scratched the arm of the person who was dragging him just now.

The poison in his fingernails was bloody, and the man immediately fell to the ground foaming at the mouth and lost his breath.

A few people on the side immediately let go of a small encirclement, kept a distance from the tide mirror, and the expression in their eyes became fierce.

Xijing continued to cry, crying helplessly.

She stared blankly at her hands, and swept over the knights present, as if asking for help, seeking trust: I didn't mean to, and I don't understand why this happened, please believe me, I didn't even think about killing him, why did this happen......

His superb acting skills impressed the kind-hearted righteous knights.

"Don't cry, it's okay, talk to me about it." A woman bent slightly to try to get some new information from the mirror.