"My hair!"

When Jiang Mingyue found out that she had become a bald man, she was shocked, shy and angry, and shouted: "You actually cut my hair!"

People in this world attach great importance to hair. How dare they be slightly hurt by their parents when they are given their bodies, hair and skin?

It is already a great insult to shave a person's hair. Dazhou still preserves the criminal law of shaving off the prisoner's head.

This punishment does not harm the human body, but it is extremely harmful to the spiritual level.

At this time, Neo-Confucianism was the only one who was slimming his hair, and people at that time called people with hair cuts a lot of unfilial piety. Except for monks and nuns, few people had cut off their hair.

Anyone with status and status has long hair, tied with a hairpin or tied with a headscarf.

Only those with low status will have short hair. Some people in the southern deserts of the Great Zhou Dynasty like to have short hair, so they are despised as barbarians by the people of the Central Plains.

This shows the importance of hair to people at that time.

Cutting off Jiang Mingyue's hair is actually an extremely serious punishment.

Yang Xian had arrived in front of Jiang Mingyue at this time, looked at Jiang Mingyue's shameful face and said lightly: "You indulge your subordinates to commit murder, kill people, set fire and force the robbery of the people, and you should be punished for the crime!"

When Jiang Mingyue saw him talking, she looked calm, but her majesty naturally rose from him. She was frightened and did not dare to look directly at Yang Xian. She slowly took a few steps before she felt better.

Until now, she could not imagine what method Yang Xian used to shave her hair in an instant.

After taking a few steps back, she raised the courage to look at Yang Xian, "Who are you? Why do you say I should be punished? You are not from the court!"

At this time, several middle-aged men who had just been defeated by Yang Xian shouted and rushed towards him. One of them shouted: "Master, this person is invincible, you go first!"

Yang Xian did not look back, flicked his fingers gently, "swish" a few strong winds shot out from his fingertips, and shot the rushing person's acupoint with extreme accuracy. The bodies of several people who were running quickly suddenly shook, their legs could not move, and their whole bodies became stiff.

Before he could stop, his body fell to the ground with a slam, and he slid several feet away along the ground before he stopped.

The momentum is too great. When some people lie on the ground and stop, their noses are worn out, and their faces are no longer like human form.

"Why?"

When Yang Xian's hand popped up, he spoke, "Look at what you do, it is unkind! Look at what you do, it is unrighteous! People who are unkind and unrighteous, and are also cruel and ruthless, so they should be killed!"

He slowly approached Jiang Mingyue, "I am not relying on the court, but on Yang's conscience!"

Seeing that Yang Xian was still, Jiang Mingyue knocked several elders from the mainland to the ground while waving her backhand, and she was even more shocked. Seeing Yang Xian approaching, she shouted: "Since I deserve to kill me so much, just kill me directly, why do you still have to shave my hair?"

Yang Xian said: "You are the leader of the Xuanhuo Sect. After killing you, the refugees scattered, and it is even harder to deal with them. It is better to save your life and gather the victims!"

As he spoke, his palms moved in vain. Jiang Mingyue exclaimed, his feet off the ground, his body soared into the sky. He was caught by Yang Xianxu in front of him, "Today, he will kill his hair and save your life. The victims will not be able to escape, and your hair will not grow in one day!"

Jiang Mingyue was surprised and a little dissatisfied: "What can you do if you have great skills? Can you really stop my hair from growing?"

But she didn't know that Yang Xian was at the level of a martial arts master at this time. When she took action, the true energy had already had the true meaning of martial arts contained in it. Jiang Mingyue had this martial arts intention on her head. If no one took action to eliminate it, she would never grow hair again.

Seeing Yang Xian's void capture of people, Jiang Mingyue felt ashamed. She knew that her current skills would never escape from Yang Xian's palm. She was a brave man. She calmed down and looked at Yang Xian, "What do you want me to do?"

"Master Jiang is amazing!"

Yang Xian saw that Jiang Mingyue was still panicked just now, but he calmed down for a moment. Just this concentration alone was not something that ordinary people could do, and most men could not do this.

He ordered Jiang Mingyue: "I want you to bring these victims to Qingyang Prefecture for resettlement..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Mingyue had already screamed, "Thank you to Qingyang Mansion? How is it possible? There are so many Qingyang defenders, and these victims will definitely be beaten to death if they go to Qingyang Mansion!"

She shouted to Yang Xian: "Besides, my Xuanhuo Sect has long been famous and was positioned as a rebel by the court. If I entered Qingyang Mansion, wouldn't I beg myself to die?"

Yang Xian shook his head and said, "I guarantee you will not die!"

He stared at Jiang Mingyue's eyes and said, "I will write a book later. If you bring it to the Qingzhou Prefecture Lord Su Zixiu, he will naturally arrange you and will never kill you!"

After Jiang Mingyue and Yang Xian looked at each other, they quickly moved their eyes away, their hearts pounding, their faces gradually turned red, and they thought to themselves: "This kid is so handsome!"

Since she met Yang Xian, she has been fighting against the enemy. She has never had the opportunity to carefully look at Yang Xian's appearance. She only knows that Yang Xian looks young and has amazing cultivation.

It was not until the distance was close that we could see Yang Xian's appearance clearly.

Although Yang Xian is only twelve years old, his head is almost as tall as an adult. He has red lips and white teeth, his nose and mouth are straight, and his two long eyebrows are flying into his temples. His eyes are like clear springs with bottomless eyes, and also like cold stars in the endless and far away from the sky. His body is tall and straight as a pine, and his momentum is as steady as a mountain. He has his own master's demeanor in every move.

Jiang Mingyue has seen many young talents, but none of them can match Yang Xian, and even does not seem to be qualified to compare.

There is a saying that "How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon?" But if those so-called young talents are compared to fireflies, Yang Xian is not the bright moon, but the scorching sun!

I can only say, how can fireflies compete with the scorching sun?

It’s no wonder that Yang Xian is so handsome that Jiang Mingyue blushed and her heart beats. In an instant, even Yang Xian’s big revenge for shaving her hair was left behind. She only thought to herself: “This kid is so handsome! She is so smart! I don’t know which disciple he is, can he be married?”

Since ancient times, girls have been in love with their youth. Whether they are women in the martial arts world or daughters of officials, they have a lover in their fantasy.

Although Jiang Mingyue is the leader of the Xuanhuo Sect, she is not very old and is only 16 years old. She is the age when she is moved by moans and is most likely to have a favorable impression of the opposite sex.

Although she is not as good as a man and is competitive, she is still a girl after all, so she naturally has the one she likes in her dream.

And the lover in her heart is the handsome and elegant young man who is profound in martial arts.

Now, Yang Xian, a young master who is "handsome and skilled in martial arts", appeared in front of her alive. Although Jiang Mingyue knew in her heart that she should not have any favors for Yang Xian, the girl's natural love for spring is hard to suppress.
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