Chapter 9 Chapter Eight

night.In the criss-crossing rain curtain, black lightning seemed to criss-cross, silently swept down the high-rise buildings, lightly startled the jingle of iron horse eaves bells, and then fell surprisingly quickly to the street below, running fast. The dense raindrops hit his body and face, but he didn't seem to feel it. He just ran, ran, and ran without knowing the direction.The wind whistled in his ears, as if someone from far or near sneered at him—Fang Jie, are you still dreaming?It's time to wake up! Suddenly, he felt an indescribable coldness on his drenched body, and the loneliness and desolation that came so overwhelmingly many, many years ago seemed to surround him again, with nowhere to go.Even the bright and friendly smile in my memory gradually faded away.

"Ah!" Running to nowhere, the young man in Tsing Yi suddenly stopped and yelled towards the dark sky.However, what responded to him was a thunderstorm that fell from the sky. "Come on! Come on! Who is afraid?" The young master of the Demon Palace sneered, drew his sword, and cursed at the cold and rainy night sky, "Take everything back! There is nothing! Thieves, come on!" !" He laughed loudly, and suddenly threw the long sword in his hand towards the sky, and the hero sword drew a dazzling bright light, like a bolt of lightning from bottom to top. "Ah, are you crazy?" Someone under the roadside eaves asked in surprise the moment he saw the long sword thrown out of his hand.

The hero sword cut through the rain curtain with the howling wind, fell heavily, pierced the bluestone slab and inserted into his feet.The young master of the Demon Palace turned around following the sound in a daze, and saw a girl in a purple dress in a roadside pavilion. Holding a long sword, Yan Ling'er looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, seeing his empty eyes at this moment, she suddenly laughed with relief, and clapped her hands: "If you are really crazy, it's time to go crazy! Then Everything will be fine." "Who says I'm crazy?!" The young master of the Demon Palace gradually gathered his mind, recognized the girl in front of him as a hostage on the top of Mount Hua, and suddenly sneered, "Even if I'm crazy, it's enough to kill you little girl—— Get out of here!"

"I'm not leaving—" Although she has suffered so much at the hands of this man, Yan Ling'er looked at him without any fear, pressed her sword and said proudly, "Fang Jie, I'm here tonight for a decisive battle with you Yes! I have been waiting for you outside your hotel for most of the night, where have you been? Miss Ben is not that patient!" In the rain, the young man looked at the purple-clothed girl who was uttering wild words in astonishment, and couldn't help but sneer: "Aren't you unable to draw out your sword? Are you so anxious to seek death?"

"If you want to die, you will try your best to drag you off the horse!" Yan Ling'er raised her eyebrows and slashed her sword, without a trace of hesitation, her eyes sparkled, "Of course I know that I am far inferior to you, but every move is a move, and it can consume a lot of energy. It's fine if you're half-strength! You devil, don't even think you'll be able to beat Brother Shen tomorrow!" When she said those words, Yan Linger's body trembled slightly, obviously excited, but there was a proud light in her eyes. "Ha, ha...hahaha!" After being stunned for a long time, the young master of the Demon Palace stood in the rain with a sword in his hand, looking sideways at Yan Linger's expression, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, bending down Go, "Why is everyone helping him! You for him? For him?—Silly girl, silly girl!  …"

Apparently stunned by such a strange manic laughter, Yan Linger even became a little angry from embarrassment, slapped her long sword across, and jumped out of the pavilion: "It's none of your business whether I'm stupid or not! I'm here to kill you now! " The long sword stabbed towards him quickly, but the young master of the Demon Palace didn't raise his head, he just listened to the coming situation, and when the sword pierced to his side, he quickly buckled and grabbed it with his backhand, and it was in his hand.However, there was no trace of murder in the young man's eyes, looking at the assassin, suddenly there was a strange sad smile on the corner of his mouth: "There are people whose martial arts are much higher than yours, but they have never come to protect him as recklessly as you— —But silly girl... Even if you lost your life for him, he won't remember you at all."

"Who said that!" Struggling, Yan Ling'er was annoyed at her own uselessness, but retorted, "Brother Shen, if he knows that I died for him, he will be sad! He will still think about me! That point, That's enough!" "For that little bit, you risk your life?" The young master of the Demon Palace was slightly startled, looking at the girl who was struggling in vain in front of him, for the first time, he put away contempt in his eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud, She pushed it far away, "Yes! Yes! That's enough...that's enough!" Pushed by him, Yan Ling'er staggered out and fell three feet straight, but when she turned her head, the boy in Tsing Yi was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, silly girl, take care of yourself." ——The last thing left in my ear was such a strange sentence. In the heavy rain, she slammed her hand on the ground in a slump, so hard that blood flowed out. Zhanbi Tower was originally a famous building in Lin'an, facing the West Lake and facing the Bai Causeway not far away. The picturesque scenery has attracted countless tourists to come here on weekdays. But more than ever. Ordinary tourists have already avoided it, because there are so many people from all walks of life downstairs in Zhanbi Building, there can't be many people in the building, and the heads of various factions have sat down, and the rest of them have to stand in the open space outside the door, densely packed.

The cold light of the swordsman reflected the clear water of a lake, which made people feel cold when they saw it. "Why don't you come? Could it be that the Demon Palace is afraid to escape first?" It's almost noon duel time, but no one from the Demon Palace has arrived yet. That young master is a yellow-mouthed kid, and he dares to brag about it and compete swords with Shen Xun and Hero Shen!" "That's right, Hero Shen is the number one sword in the world, and the Demon Palace is really full and wants to die this time!" Someone beside him responded, but everyone looked as if they were about to see a good show, ready to move.

Sitting in the hall, the eyes of the old leader Yan are also worried. Unlike the blindly optimistic gangsters outside the door, the heads of the top ten sects in the hall and the veterans of the Jianghu League all know the fear of the young master of the Demon Palace. There is also no certainty - if Shen Xun wins, of course everything will be easy; if Shen Xun loses, I am afraid that no one in the Central Plains Wulin can control the arrogance of the Demon Palace! Under such a huge pressure, Yan Ling'er just wanted to cry and run to Brother Shen's side, but she held back anyway. Away from the crowd, Shen Xun is standing by the window on the second floor, looking at Gao Qiuli with his hands behind his back, his expression is calm.Xie Hongying was the only one beside him, but although the woman in plain clothes watched the scenery with him silently for a long time, there was unstoppable worry on her brows—Shen Xun promised that she would never die, but if Xiao Jie died before him hands, could she remain indifferent?

If Xiao Jie died under Shen Xun's sword... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly felt that if this was the case, she really didn't know how to face Shen Xun who had Xiao Jie's blood on her hands in the future. "Is it almost time?" Shen Xun looked at the autumn scenery outside, and asked lightly, "Why hasn't Fang Jie come yet?" As he was pulling out the Beauty Sword and inspecting the weapon for him for the last time, Xie Hongying's hand trembled, the sword edge cut her finger, and the blood flowed bright red. "I'm here." Just as Shen Xun's voice disappeared into the air, someone outside the eaves suddenly answered quietly. On the corner of the eaves outside the window of Zhanbi Building, the young man in Tsing Yi stood facing the wind with his sword in his arms, his eyes were indifferent—just like when he first appeared. Shen Xun smiled slightly, raised his hand inward: "Please." The spectators downstairs were disturbed for a while, and everyone saw the young man in Tsing Yi appearing on Zhanbi Tower like a flying fairy from the sky.So many pairs of eyes kept looking upstairs, but none of them could see how this person got up—the low-pitched comments passed through the crowd like a stroke, full of shock and panic. The young master of the Demon Palace leaned slightly, held his sword and swept through the window, and landed silently. "Since everyone has arrived and the time is just right, let's start—" All the elders of the various factions in the downstairs hall stood up and walked upstairs under the leadership of the old leader Yan. Slightly sank. "Okay." Shen Xun turned around from the window, responded lightly, glanced at Xie Hongying, and said softly, "Xiao Xie, give me the sword." Walking over, handing the Red Face Sword into Shen Xun's hand, the plain-clothed woman's face was pale, and she glanced at the young man in front of her with a complicated look in her eyes.The face of the young master of the Demon Palace was also abnormally pale today, his eyes were sunken deeply, and he looked quite haggard, and he couldn't sleep peacefully last night. When seeing Xie Hongying handing the Hongyan sword to Shen Xun, Fang Jie's hand trembled imperceptibly, and he hugged the sword tightly in his arms. "This duel is endless, there is no need for both sides to worry about it, and there is no time limit - the survivor who can walk down the stairs at the end is the winner." The old leader Yan announced, his voice was calm, but he used his internal strength to convey word by word. He went out and told the martial arts heroes who came to watch the battle, "This duel is purely a personal grievance between the two sides. No matter which side wins, I guarantee that the winner will leave safely." This time Fang Jie went to the appointment alone, and the people of the Demon Palace didn't know where they went or whether they were in ambush nearby—Leader Yan Lei saw that most of the people watching the battle were from the Central Plains Wulin, so he made this statement in order to show justice. However, the young master of the Demon Palace just hugged his sword and sneered slightly, as if he didn't take all this to heart, his face was as pale as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he didn't look at his opponent, but quietly looked at the plain-clothed woman who was retreating aside, without seeing each other Eyelashes, Xie Hongying seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. Although she was wearing a veil, she could still see her nervousness. The always calm and calm woman had complex lights in her eyes, vacillating, but she kept ignoring the two people who were about to have a decisive battle, and held her hands tightly. Miss Xie... Are you worried? If I kill Shen Xun with the Heavenly Demon Dafa, you will be very sad, right?You had hopeful "happiness" last night, and it may be shattered in a blink of an eye today... My brother once made you despair like that for ten years. After ten years, will I come again to rekindle you again? Want to break it all? Then, in your later life, I am afraid that you will never have "happiness" at all. I once said to you so firmly, I will never be like my brother—however, am I going to do something that makes you more painful and desperate than my brother did back then?No, never!If so, I would rather die myself. I have to go to the appointment, sister—as said in the letter of war, if I don't go to the appointment, I will be a coward and will insult the Fang family's reputation. But, don't worry, the blood flowing on the ground will not be Shen Xun's but mine! ——After meeting Yan Linger last night, I thought about it all night and made this decision.Heh, that girl can do this, how can I still lose to her? I will be very careful, so that those watching the battle can enjoy a wonderful and fierce battle, and then "defeat" by his sword without any flaws.After my defeat, the heroic sword should belong to Shen Xun, and from now on, the heroic beauty can also combine two swords... How wonderful. Sister Xie...you don't need to worry like this now, why is your face so pale?Have you ever worried about me in the slightest?Xiao Xie... Xiao Xie, sister. For a while, there was a strange silence on the second floor of Zhanbi Building. The white-clothed man and the green-clothed youth stood silently facing each other with their swords in their arms, but their eyes never met.However, in this silence, it seemed that there was an invisible huge pressure pressing, and the pressure made the audience feel awe-inspiring. "Then, let's start." In the silence, the old leader Yan coughed a few times, broke the silence and announced, waving his hand at the same time, "This is a personal grievance, please retreat to the second floor." No one disobeyed the orders of the leader of the Jianghu League, and all the leaders and gang leaders retreated one after another.Xie Hongying's face was pale, and she took a last look at the two of them, her eyes were so deep that she couldn't see to the end, but she didn't say anything, she just turned around and walked towards the stairs. "Wait a minute, everyone." However, just as the crowd was about to retreat, Shen Xun said unexpectedly, "I have something to say to the young master of the Demon Palace—I need everyone present to witness." The retreating people were startled suddenly, even the old leader Yan was puzzled, he stopped and looked back at Shen Xun. The body of the young master of the Demon Palace was also shocked, looking at the man in white who was ten years older than him, his eyes suddenly brightened - what did Shen Xun want to say?Although he has secretly made up his mind to die, if the other party repeatedly provokes and humiliates the ancestors of the Fang family, he will never allow it! "Shen Xun?" Xie Hongying blurted out in a low voice, even if she knew each other as well as she did, she still couldn't figure out why he suddenly interrupted before the decisive battle. However, Shen Xun looked calmly at all the veterans in the Jianghu League—there were almost all leaders of various sects and sects who were well-known in the martial arts, and every one of them would shake one side by stomping their feet on weekdays.At this moment, everyone looked at him with some doubts. "Okay, everyone here, I hope you don't miss a word of what I'm about to say right now," the man in white smiled under the suspicious eyes of many people. The person who is fighting to the death, "Perhaps what I will say next, Mr. Fang, will surprise you all, but please listen carefully." "Please tell me." The old leader Yan frowned slightly, even he was used to the turmoil in the rivers and lakes like him, so he didn't know what Shen Xun meant. Fang Jie looked at him coldly, his eyes were still dead gray, unaffected by this episode.The teenager didn't even speak, just nodded at his opponent to show that he was listening. "Mr. Fang," Shen Xun didn't mind the other party's rudeness, and Shen Xun didn't even look at Xie Hongying who was on the side. His eyes were fixed on the young man, and his voice was calm and calm. There is a battle of grievances here-because I think our battle is inevitable sooner or later, and an early decisive battle will at least reduce bloodshed and casualties on both sides." "En." The young master of the demon palace did not raise his eyes, and gave a light hum, nodding his head slightly to this statement. After a pause, Shen Xun's eyes suddenly froze, and his tone gradually became serious: "However, the return of Miss Xie with the beauty sword made me realize that this battle between us is not necessary. Moreover, I My previous views on Your Excellency were incorrect, and I used disrespectful words against your family in order to provoke you—so, I hereby declare to all martial arts people in the world in front of you: I apologize to you, and withdraw my war Book." What he said was calm and unhurried.However, to the ears of everyone in Zhanbi Tower, such calm and clear words were undoubtedly more shocking than a thunderbolt.Everyone, including the old leader Yan, was dumbfounded. Only Xie Hongying was stunned, but her eyes lit up in an instant, with indescribably complicated emotions surging in her eyes, she looked at the white-clothed swordsman in the building, and sighed softly: "Shen Xun." Hearing those words, even the young master of the Demon Palace, who had been gloomyly holding the sword and bowing his head, suddenly raised his head, looked at the opponent standing not far in front of him in the duel, the expression in his eyes changed drastically, and even the hand holding the hero sword All trembling slightly. ——He never thought that Shen Xun would say such words in front of the world. Ever since he knew the truth about the sword fight ten years ago and the death of his eldest brother, he knew that he hated him wrongly, and he was also unwilling to fight Shen Xun to the death in such a muddle-headed way.But even so, the promise of this battle has been spread all over the world, and the arrow is irretrievably gone!On the one hand, he wants to safeguard the honor of the family, but on the other hand, he has to take care of little sister Xie... With no way out, the only way he can think of is to give up his life. He never thought that Shen Xun, the number one swordsman in the Central Plains, would say such words in front of the world!It turned out that he could be such a person...to be such a person. "Mr. Fang, if you don't want to cancel this decisive battle, then I can automatically admit defeat - the title of the best sword in the world will belong to you from now on." Seeing the young man's expressionless face, Shen Xun shook his head slightly, and continued to back down , "Anyway, I won't fight you to the death today because of personal grievances - because there is no need for that. Mr. Fang, we may not be able to be friends, but at least we can respect each other." Regardless of the uproar from the surrounding and the spectators downstairs, the man in white put the beauty sword in his hand into the scabbard, smiled, and threw it back to Fang Jie's feet: "This sword was originally lent by you, but now I return it to you." for you." "You!" The young master of the Demon Palace, who had been dazed all this time, raised his head as if the sword fell to his feet. He glanced at Shen Xun with an expression in his eyes, "You...how could you be like this..." "I act according to my heart, and I am not ashamed." Looking at the pale young man in front of him, Shen Xun smiled, but the brows were suddenly solemn, "But! Our private grievances are wiped out today, and both worlds and lakes can be forgotten—but if you insist If I want to be a pawn for the Great Bright Palace and slaughter the Central Plains martial arts, I, Shen Xun, will never stand by and watch." "That's right, I won't stand still." When the voice fell to the ground, a female voice next to her added, scanning the people around who were arguing, she spoke, "——and, if someone thinks that Mr. Shen gave up this project because of cowardice Zhan, I thank Hongying for not stinging with using the sword to correct their mistakes." The young master of the Demon Palace was shocked when he heard the sound. The woman in plain clothes looked at Shen Xun, her eyes behind the veil were full of admiration and admiration, but when she turned her head to look at the gangsters who were whispering to each other with contempt on their faces, the woman's eyes were filled with the desire to protect the people she cared about. The awe-inspiring murderous aura rose up. All the discussions and ridicules upstairs and downstairs came to an end—the woman with hairpins, Hongyanjian, although she has been hiding from the world for ten years, such a name and her style of doing what she says in the past are still enough to shock the world. Shen Xun sighed slightly, turned to look at her with a slight smile in his eyes.Xiao Xie, I have finally lived up to your expectations—you were involved in such a complicated torrent, but you did your best to dissolve the settled hatred and prevent us from killing each other.You stopped that boy by revealing a secret from ten years ago—although the boy's admiration for his brother might have been destroyed.Now, it's my turn to let go of my honor and dignity and break this mortal spell. Amidst the shocking discussions, Shen Xun smiled, and turned to face the twenty-year-old boy: "Mr. Fang, if you think my apology is enough and you are satisfied with the result, then please put away the beauty sword." , that’s all for today.” The body of the young master of the Demon Palace trembled slightly, the blue color in his eyes flashed like lightning, he looked at Shen Xun, and did not answer for a long time——suddenly, he bent down and picked up the beauty sword on the ground. Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the young master of the Demon Palace raised his hand and threw the sword into Xie Hongying's hand. Xie Hongying subconsciously reached out to take it, but before she had any reaction, the young master of the Demon Palace raised his hand again, and even threw the hero sword in his right hand, and it fell into Shen Xun's arms: "Send it to you—you worthy." The people in the whole building were terrified. Xie Hongying couldn't stop being startled, but when she turned her head and saw the boy's eyes, she was startled—Xiao Jie's expression was so tired and indifferent, even a hint of despair.If there was still a ray of unyielding stubbornness in his eyes in the past, like a faint flame that could not be extinguished, then now his eyes are just hopeless ashes. "Xiao Jie." She blurted out uncontrollably, but before the voice fell, the young man in Tsing Yi fled out of the window like a ghost without looking back. Because when he went to the decisive battle yesterday, he had the will to die, so he arranged the funeral early in the morning, and sent the left guardian Huoyi to leave the Central Plains secretly and return to the Western Regions with the magic palace staff. Here, there is no one to take care of this pale-faced young man. Struggling to get up from the ground, even without luck, he stuck his fingers into the cauldron. With a soft "hiss", the Spirit Snake was enraged, leaped out like lightning, and bit his left middle finger. "Cough cough! Cough cough!" As if ice and fire were tearing his body apart at the same time, the young man's face was terribly pale, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably—the number of times his internal breath went wrong recently... ...Thinking about it, the time has come.His brother died in the same way back then, right? The young master of the Demon Palace smiled slightly, watching his own blood flow out from his fingertips like a thread, and flow into the belly of the spirit snake.It flows from the snake body for a week, and after passing the snake heart, it turns bright red and flows into the young man's fingertips again—Sister Xie is right, this is drinking poison to quench thirst... However, sometimes, even if you drink poisonous wine, What is it? "I found it! That little devil is here!" At the moment when he was recovering from his wounds, there was a sudden clamor of horses and horses outside the inn door, with a menacing aura.Before he could finish his sentence, the door was kicked open. A man stood at the door with a sword in his hand, followed by a group of men and women, no less than twenty people. "Oh, so I hid here, but we found it!" Fang Jie raised his head and recognized that it was Xia Xing, the head of the Qingcheng faction. Standing behind him was the Emei faction who had once been defeated by him. Master Miaojue. Knowing the martial arts of this young master of the Demon Palace, everyone is as if they are facing a big enemy - but the news just received today said that the Demon Palace has withdrawn its personnel from the Central Plains, and the demon leader has been singled out, so everyone will not let go of this great opportunity .However, everyone was overjoyed seeing the boy's sick and weak expression at this moment. "Little devil, take your life!" Master Miaojue was too defeated by this Huangkou kid's sword, and most of Emei's disciples were killed or injured. At this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore, shouted angrily, drew his sword and stabbed at him, subconsciously he took the wooden tripod He blocked it for a while, but the cold and heat on his body seemed to be tearing him in two, his hands trembled so much that he couldn't lift up, the scene in front of him was also blurred from far and near, and he fell to the ground slumped. With a sound of "cha", the wooden tripod was split into two by Mrs. Miaojue, the spirit snake was startled, and it jumped out instantly, biting the old nun's left thumb.Miaojue exclaimed, knowing how powerful it was, he cut off his finger with a sword without even thinking about it! "Teacher, be careful!" Xia Xing also yelled, seeing that the snake was still biting his severed finger, he immediately picked up the paperweight on the case and threw it over, smashing the snake to pieces.The disciples of the two sects had already rushed in and blocked the water inside. Master Miaojue was so angry that he didn't care about killing a defenseless person, which would be a master's demeanor, so he slashed his sword at the young man's neck. "Stop!" The sword was only half a foot away from the side of the neck, suddenly there was a cold light coming out of nowhere, Master Miaojue felt a shock in his hand, where the white light flashed, the long sword in his hand had already been cut off-"Ding ", the white light nailed into the wall, swaying slightly, creating a myriad of clear shadows. "Hero Sword!" The disciples of the two factions couldn't help exclaiming after seeing the divine soldiers coming from the sky. The sleeves of the clothes were broken, and the figures rushed to them.Shen Xun pulled up the heroic sword that he had thrown out just now, turned around and looked at the group of people from Jianghu League, his eyes were cold: "With me here, you must kill him." Seeing Xie Hongying who was behind the man in white hurriedly bent down to help the unconscious young man up, Mrs. Miaojue and Xia Xing exchanged hesitant glances, and asked in a deep voice: "Shen Shaoxia, although the old nun respects you for being a normal person, but What do you mean by apologizing and admitting defeat to this devil in front of the world for no reason yesterday, and defending him in every possible way today! Do you want to join forces with this evil heretic?" "There's no need to explain to you." Shen Xun just smiled lightly, but his eyes showed contempt, "It's thanks to you that you can do this to a person who has no resistance." "Shen Shaoxia, you can't be soft on this kind of demon!" Xia Xing knew in his heart that the two people in front of him were extremely skilled in martial arts. people!" "Shen said: If he harms the world in the future, I will definitely stop him with all my strength—but if you want to kill him today, even if the top ten sects come together, Xiao Xie and I will never hand him over." Shen Xun held the heroic sword in his hand, pointing at the ground, but his eyes were bright, "Shen doesn't want to be enemies with you two—but you two also think about it, with Miss Xie and I working together, we can protect you." I'm afraid it's not difficult for a person, right?" There was resentment on Master Miaojue's haggard face, but Xia Xing gave her a hand, and shook his head slightly: Shen Xun has the power of one person, and now the world has rarely met opponents, and today it is said that his martial arts accomplishments are not in his hands. Under Xie Hongying, if the two swords of the hero and the beauty are combined, I am afraid that even if the heads of the top ten sects join forces, they will not be able to stop it! "Shen Xun, Xiao Jie can't do it anymore. Don't talk too much, let's go!" The woman in plain clothes behind helped the boy up, and cut his wrist with her fingers, feeling the inner breath in her body as if it was about to burst, Xie Hongying turned pale , hastily urged. "Okay." Shen Xun nodded without looking back, "Xiao Xie, take him through the back door, and I'll come." Seeing the woman walking out with the help of the unconscious boy, Shen Xun raised the sword, and with a "chi la", the tip of the Hero Sword slashed across the wooden floor, leaving a long mark.Shen Xun turned and left, but there was no trace of murderous intent in his voice: "Everyone, please stop, if you cross this line, don't blame Shen for being rude." There was a Qingcheng disciple who was not angry with such a condescending tone, seeing that he had turned around, he rushed after him.However, as soon as the footsteps crossed that line, it seemed that an invisible sharp weapon pierced the Tiaohuan acupoint, and the disciples screamed and fell to the ground. The people in the room watched helplessly the white-clothed man in the light gown left, and were shocked by something, but no one dared to cross the horizontal line that was just a few feet away! "What's going on! The two of them dare to do this!" After Shen Xun's figure disappeared, Master Miaojue said angrily, "It's basically helping the Demon Palace to deal with our Jianghu League! I'll go to the old leader Yan to comment That’s the reason! We must issue a Jianghu order to capture all three of them!” "That's right, let this matter spread to the Jianghu, let's see if the chivalrous people can tolerate them!" Xia Xing couldn't help but flinch in order to cover up, and also said viciously, "Young Master Moling, what kind of hairpin Heroine! You are absolutely in league with the Demon Palace!"