HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]

HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
223 - Night Attack

In this world, the strong are the winners. All rules are determined by the strong, even they can change history. One person can be a criminal and be hostile to the world if they want to.


There was no need to see the identity of Xiao Shuxiang from The Fallen Angel World or his relationship with the Demonic Beasts. In this place he was just a figure who lived as a human, someone who had been played with by fate a lot.


"..............."


The Mad Beggar Boy and Xiao Shuxiang were of course different. Their similarity may be just the truth that these two people have lived longer when compared to others.


Merely, the Mad Beggar Boy was much luckier since the man still had all of his memories and had never experienced the pain of death at all. Unlike someone who is forced by fate to forget all the experiences of his 9 lives.


Xiao Shuxiang's fist started to loosen. The young man exhaled inwardly and managed to control his emotions.


Xiao Shuxiang turned back and then walked away. He said, "I don't want to play guessing with you..."


The Mad Beggar Boy was obviously shocked that this young man had left him just like that. Though he was already waiting for Xiao Shuxiang's reaction about his words.


The Crazy Beggar Boy did not give up. He caught up with Lan Guan Zhi's good friend and returned to his voice. His tone was so provoking. He said, "You don't want to play guessing because what I say is true. Aye, right?"


"..............." Xiao Shuxiang was silent for quite a while before opening the sound. He said without a tone, "Although I'm told to be fed up. But a child should not slash the heads of his own parents. I would never say it was the right thing to do,"


"So you admit your mistake?"


Xiao Shuxiang looked at the Mad Beggar Boy who was now walking beside him. He snorted and said, "Only those who are sorry will feel guilty. While I don't feel the slightest regret. That's why I said, 'you can still cry it's still good.'"


The Crazy Beggar Boy stared deeply at the young man walking by his side. He felt that Xiao Shuxiang now looked more mature. It's just .... There was a small speck in his heart that felt somewhat sad.


Xiao Shuxiang watched the man walking beside him become silent and slightly lowered his head. He exhaled and then said, "You better not feel sorry for me. That's not your style at all,"


Xiao Shuxiang said, "Compared to me, aren't we talking about something else? I can understand that you are the disciple that Grand Master Duan Wenyang ignored, then what is the name of your teacher's favorite disciple?"


"..............." The Mad Beggar Boy felt that Xiao Shuxiang had the talent to switch the conversation. He then breathed slowly and then made a sound.


"I don't know, don't remember. I thought his name was Bai..." The Crazy Beggar Boy rubbed his chin and tried to remember. It was just that he had indeed forgotten the name of his teacher's favorite disciple.


Xiao Shuxiang opened his voice, "Actually when I met your teacher's soul piece, he said such a strange thing as his disciple had been before him. It was just the two of us and I think he misidentified me as his student,"


The Crazy Beggar Boy noticed the young man beside him and then said, "That's impossible. Even if it was just a piece of soul, I'm sure my teacher wouldn't misidentify his own student. Maybe you've been my teacher's student somehow in your life,"


Xiao Shuxiang shook his head slowly, "I don't think so. I thought he recognized me as his disciple because I had brought a passage from the Sun Killer Book,"


"G .... It could also happen," Mad Beggar Child breathed softly, "But I really envy you because you've met my teacher. I wish I could meet him, too,"


"I'd rather you don't meet Grand Master Duan Wenyang. Given your nature .... I think you'll just throw your body at him and move him like you do Lan Zhi,"


"That's impossible to do..!" The Mad Beggar Boy gasped, "When do I groan Lan'Er Gege? You've always been a hindrance when I wanted to be close to her,"


"That's because you're shameless..!" Xiao Shuxiang shook his head, "Lan Guan Zhi is a good boy. Don't because he tolerates all forms of your actions and you feel that he doesn't mind at all. Poor Lan Zhi-ku,"


The Crazy Beggar Boy pursed his lips, "He's your Lan Zhi. Only yours. You're married to her, so I won't be the destroyer of your domestic relationships."


Xiao Shuxiang laughed wryly before expressing seriously, "Do you want to die?"


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The Mad Beggar Boy instantly kept his distance and suddenly ran away leaving Xiao Shuxiang. He had expected this and managed to escape in time.


Xiao Shuxiang shook his head softly, "Those unsound people ... His mouth really needs to be taught. If others heard her remark earlier, Lan Zhi's reputation would be tarnished again and this would also have an impact on my own name."


Xiao Shuxiang was no longer chasing the Mad Beggar Boy. He chose to go to his bamboo hut and would start dealing with the refinement of Zhang Xiao Lian's artificial herbs.


Most of the disciples who attended the night class back then were the seniors from the Cloud Sea Sect. They were within the guidance of Elder Jiao Feng.


There were also some other disciples who were currently in the forest for training. They were under the auspices of Elder Xie Yanran and one of the disciples who practiced that night was Wang Zhao.


"..............."


Actually it has become commonplace if the attack always comes when the night is getting late. This is because only at night will vigilance be reduced. And of course because the night is the time to rest until it is the right time to attack.


Hei Lian's target was Wang Zhao, but he was asked to finish off anyone who was blocking him. He will not be compassionate to others.


"..............."


Not far from his target was, Hei Lian started to make a hand seal and slowly a thin smoke formed on his leg.


Hei Lian's small body was gradually enveloped by a thin smoke that didn't take long until it melted and became a fog.


It looks like a fog. It's just that the fog contains acid and makes the grass and trees around it wither and die.


The fog was spreading rapidly in all directions and because the atmosphere was night-day-this condition would be difficult to realize.


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Elder Xie Yanran watched carefully how Wang Zhao's sword movements were getting better. He was quite gentle with the other students, but it was harder to teach this young man.


Wang Zhao himself looked very tired, but was still trying to show good sword movement. Really, the training given by Elder Xie Yanran made his senses become sharper.


He was asked to make a sword move while avoiding the slashes from the leaves controlled by Elder Xie Yanran. And because the conditions are only illuminated by moon-state light it becomes more difficult. It's just that this training is very useful to further sharpen his sense of sight and hearing.


"..............."


The few disciples who came from sects in the Lower Cultivation Realm and cultivators who got an invitation to study in this realm were seen staring at Wang Zhao. They became spectators and occasionally gave opinions on the sword movement of the young man.


Among those cultivators, there was also the figure of Mo Huai. The young man with the sweet canine teeth waited for Wang Zhao to finish practicing the sword. He himself had completed his duties as a servant, including studying personally under the guidance of Elder Jiao Feng.


Mo Huai sat on a large tree root and watched Wang Zhao with a gaze full of admiration. He also wanted to be able to be like that young man, only when remembered again - his physique was not as strong as Wang Zhao.


"I heard he's a waiter?"


Mo Huai frowned. He turned his head and looked at the two cultivators who were talking. Their eyes were fixed on Wang Zhao.


"What caused Elder Xie Yanran to teach the servant to practice the sword? Isn't Wang Zhao the horse guard of this place?"


"Let's know, I heard that he was disliked by the disciples of this sect. Even you can see the dislikeful gaze of young master Liu Wei Lin on that servant. He really is a hated figure,"


"But what is the reason..? Did he ever make the most difficult mistake to forgive?"


"It's just a rumor, but I heard Wang Zhao it was .... Cultivators from the Black Stream and the people from the Cloud Sea Sect were extremely dislikeful of anyone who came from this stream."


"..............." Mo Huai watched the two young men standing not far from him. He breathed slowly and came back to pay attention to Wang Zhao.


Mo Huai sat down, "There's no way he's hated just for coming from the Black Stream. There must be an even stronger reason..."


"Black Alir ...." Mo Huai muttered softly, ".... The sect? The sect of the Black Stream was the most hated at this time-"


AAAAKH..!


Mo Huai had just thought of one name when a cry of pain instantly shocked him. He spontaneously turned his head and saw that there was one cultivator who had somehow suddenly groaned in pain.


!!!


The cultivator caught the attention of others. Not yet had the time for people to react, there was now another cultivator shouting.


Mo Huai was wide-eyed as the cultivator was rolling on the ground and it only took an instant until his facial skin and body melted. They died in seconds.


"This-"


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