clergé - Chapitre 82
"Zhang Xiuzhu, my defeated foe, have you forgotten your aunt so quickly?"
The girl stared at him, dumbfounded, raised an eyebrow, and laughed loudly, her black hair fluttering in the air, her behavior utterly unrestrained.
Even if we met, we wouldn't recognize each other.
"Zhang Xiuzhu, my defeated foe, have you forgotten your aunt so quickly?"
Pang Wan looked at Zhang Xiuzhu, whose face was ashen, with a cunning glint in her eyes.
Zhang Xiuzhu dared not speak rashly, and subconsciously looked up at the gauze curtain above.
"You're incompetent, so you want to ask others for help?"
Pang Wan glanced at him, then raised his golden whip, which swiftly severed the red rope around his waist like a blade, and the Falling Moon Sword fell to the ground with a thud.
"Still using this piece of junk?" she sneered, showing no mercy. "Last time I beat you so badly you had to sneak a dagger from your sleeve. What, haven't you learned your lesson yet?!"
Zhang Xiuzhu was both surprised and ashamed, but dared not act rashly. He could only glare at her angrily—he had experienced the girl's abilities firsthand, and he knew he had no chance of winning against her.
Moreover, the person who should be speaking the most has yet to step forward.
The spectators murmured amongst themselves.
The girl who descended from the sky had an unfathomable air about her, and seemed poised to turn the tide of the situation.
"What audacity! How dare they show their face for the Demonic Sect!"
He Shannai was the first to react. He leaped in front of the horse, his anger blazing as he glared at Pang Wan, "Who are you to the Demonic Sect?!"
Red Hare snorted and flicked its tail dismissively.
Pang Wan looked down at him, a cold smirk playing on his lips.
“Me?” She swept her gaze across the room, her eyes filled with a cold and arrogant light. “I am the one you will kneel down and beg for mercy.”
"She is the Holy Maiden of the Moon Worship!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise.
—Ruthless and vicious, with unparalleled martial arts skills, she is rumored to have a great fondness for blood. She started learning martial arts at the age of six, killed people at the age of eight, and peeled off her first tiger skin at the age of nine. Before she was sixteen, she had already taken the heads of hundreds of people. She is definitely the Moon Worshiping Saintess who is feared by the martial arts world!
Pang Wan heard the crowd's discussion and slowly relaxed her brows.
"That's right, I am bloodthirsty, especially fond of the hot blood of young men from reputable families."
She lifted her eyelids to look at the crowd, her eyes slightly upturned, and her face radiating a seductive charm.
"What, anyone willing to come and let me take a bite?" She stuck out her tongue and made a licking motion, her pearly teeth, cherry lips, and delicate tongue were enough to stir one's heart. "Come on, I'll definitely make you enjoy the ultimate pleasure."
The last sentence was spoken with a sweet and gentle spring-like quality, the girl's eyes and brows filled with tenderness, her cheeks like the first rays of dawn, as if a delicate peach was waiting to be picked.
A few of the more impulsive young men immediately swallowed hard.
"So it's Lady Saintess."
The long-silent green gauze curtain was suddenly lifted, and a purple figure slowly walked out.
"I heard that the Holy Maiden of the Moon Worship has been missing for more than half a year. I never thought I would be able to see her again."
Gu Xi looked at the girl on horseback and raised her eyebrows.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile lingered at the corners of his lips.
Pang Wan turned his head to the side.
"You're the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Her willow-leaf-like eyes curved into a smile. "So it was you who plotted to attack my Moon Worship Cult?"
His arrogant tone and disdainful manner made him seem like a complete stranger at first sight.
The smile gradually faded, as if a thin layer of frost had formed on the man's lips.
"It is I."
Gu Xi looked at her with a calm and peaceful gaze. He flicked the black fox fur trim on his cuffs and spoke in a warm, gentle voice.
He showed no signs of anger, but Bai Xiaosheng inside the tent suddenly felt a chill pass through the curtains, making his hands and feet icy cold—why did he suddenly feel cold?
"Martial Arts Alliance Leader, who do you think you are?" Pang Wan raised his slightly upturned chin. "You think you can just start a fight whenever you want? What did our Moon Worshiping Sect do to offend you? What's your reason? Tell us all!"
Everyone gasped in shock at her unreasonable and presumptuous behavior.
However, Gu Xi didn't get angry; instead, she laughed.
He has a handsome face, with features that seem etched into his features. When he doesn't smile, he appears serious and imposing, but when he does smile, he becomes exceptionally lively and handsome.
"The Moon Worship Cult has always committed numerous evils and has repeatedly provoked the heroes of the martial world. You killed the leaders of the Kongtong, Qingcheng, and Emei sects and hung their heads on the gate. Tell me, is there any fault in your reasoning?"
He said calmly.
"snort!"
The girl snorted.
"I may have killed them, but how many hundreds or thousands of my followers from these three sects have died?" She raised her eyes, her face as cold as a spring beneath an iceberg. "If you want revenge, just fight one-on-one. Why do you have to drag other sects into this mess?"
"Bullying the weak with the large, ganging up on the few! If you can't win one-on-one, you call for a group fight?" She looked around the room and sneered, "And you call yourself a hero! Aren't you afraid of being laughed at!"
A fleeting smile crossed Gu Xi's eyes, vanishing in an instant.