When everyone heard this, they all fell silent, and they were extremely shocked in their hearts, the Liao man who committed suicide by jumping off a cliff didn't choose to kill the martial arts people led by the eldest brother? Is this still the Liao people they know?

Especially Xiao Feng, a pair of iron fists squeaked, and now, where does he not know who the couple is?

Ye Wushuang glanced at their expressions and continued: "When he jumped down to be buried without love, he suddenly found that the son in his arms had not died, so he didn't want this child who had never even experienced the beauty of the world to die with him, so he threw the child up the cliff with all his might!" ”

"That child is also a blessing and a big fate, and it fell on the body of Wang Jiantong, the leader of the beggar gang, the leading brother and Wang Jiantong and his party have already understood that they have made a big mistake, and they can't bear to be a killer, so they left the child's life and brought it back to the Great Song Dynasty to raise him!"

Speaking of this in one breath, Ye Wushuang's mouth was dry, but fortunately, the wine gourd on his waist was already full of wine, which could be taken out to quench his thirst. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that Ye Wushuang didn't continue, Beiluo Shimen came out again to pull his favor, and he said calmly: "The Liao people have killed countless of my compatriots, and the two sides have nothing to do with right or wrong, only life and death!" The former gang leader chose to leave the child alive, which is already a great favor! ”

"Yes, Liaogou slaughtered my Song village, have you ever forgiven the old and young women and children? Gang Master Wang is already merciful! ”

"If it were me, I would kill them directly, and I wouldn't be polite to them at all!"

The beggar gang who intended to rebel said unceremoniously that they had long been bought by the sugar-coated cannonballs from the Beiluo Shimen from modern society.

"Whew! The words are not finished yet, what are you anxious about? Ye Wushuang sneered, his contemptuous attitude made Beiluo Shimen's teeth itch with hatred, but he was helpless.

"The person who jumped off the cliff is named Xiao Yuanshan, a Khitan, who has followed the Song master to learn martial arts since he was a child, is a close confidant of the Empress Dowager Xiao, the head of the Liao Forbidden Army, and has been working hard all his life for the reconciliation of the Liao and Song dynasties, and I don't know how many times he has blocked the use of troops by the Great Liao Emperor against the Great Song Dynasty, and he has not been stained with the blood of the Song people in his life!"

"Such a character was killed indiscriminately by someone, and in the end, he was forced to open a killing ring and beat the person who killed his wife to death!"

"Do you say, 'Such a man should die?' Ye Wushuang asked rhetorically.

This is simply the most ironic thing in the world, he never killed the Song people, and was committed to the friendship between the two countries, but the Song people killed his wife.

At this moment, none of the beggar disciples were speechless, and they all fell silent.

"How did you find out about this?" Master Zhiguang asked tremblingly, the thread of the Buddha beads in his hand was broken, and the sandalwood beads fell all over the ground.

Zhao Qiansun and the others were also shocked and inexplicable, they couldn't figure out where Ye Wushuang got the news from, and they knew more comprehensively than them, as if they had witnessed it thirty years ago.

The participants in that incident later went to investigate, and they regretted it when they learned the news, and Zhao Qiansun was even forced to go crazy.

"And then, what about the kid?" Xiao Feng's eyes were slightly red, and he asked tremblingly.

"Later?" Ye Wushuang put down the wine gourd and sighed: "The living leading brother and others printed the inscription of Xiao Yuanshan who jumped off the cliff, and specially found someone to translate, and finally knew that this matter was framed by someone, and the person who originally found the leading brother to inform the news was also 'dead', and the matter will be over!" ”

And the baby who was waiting to be fed was also taken away by them and placed in a farmer's house under the Shaomuro Mountain! The farmer was old and had no heirs, so he was naturally overjoyed to have a son, and treated him like his own son. ”

"The eldest brother who took the lead felt ashamed, so he asked Master Xuanbei of Shaolin to pass on his martial arts, and after the child was successful in learning and art, he joined the beggar gang, and Wang Jiantong Wang Gang Master tried his best to cultivate!" Ye Wushuang told everything.

"No way, this can't be!" Xiao Feng couldn't accept it, his expression was crazy, and he roared loudly: "Tell me, who is that farmer's family, what is the name of that baby, tell me!" ”

"The farmer's name is Qiao Sankui, and the baby took the surname Qiao and named Qiao Feng!" Ye Wushuang said.

"It's nonsense, it's nonsense!" Xiao Feng was crazy and roared loudly, "What you said is all false, none of it is true, I am a native of Qiao Feng and a native of the Song Dynasty, Qiao Sankui is my biological father, how can it be a Khitan?" Well? Tell me it's fake! ”

If Xiao Feng didn't go through this transformation, he wouldn't be able to become the real Xiao Feng at all, yes, Ye Wushuang looked at him indifferently, and he had no intention of changing at all.

Master Zhiguang and his entourage had complicated expressions, and they couldn't wait to kill themselves, Beiluo Shimen and Quan Guanqing, Kang Min and others showed joy on their faces, and they were close to knocking down Xiao Feng! And the admiration of several elders for Xiao Feng, whether he was a Song or a Khitan, didn't care.

Xiao Feng went crazy, his eyes were red, and the true qi of his whole body exploded without any scruples, and with a movement of his palms, a dragon-shaped true qi burst out, accompanied by bursts of dragon chanting towards Ye Wushuang.

"Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon" is practiced inside and outside, moving forward bravely, known as the world's first palm power, compared with Shaolin's "Mighty King Kong Palm", the "Tianshan Six Yang Palms" of the Xiaoyao School, and the "Wudang Cotton Palm" of Wudang Mountain.

This palm technique is incomparably compatible with Xiao Feng, coupled with his uninhibited personality and the attributes of being strong and yang, the power in his hands is unparalleled.

Even the founder of this palm method would never have imagined that in later generations, someone would use the eighteen palms of dragon descent to such an extent.

Originally, this palm technique was called "Twenty-eight Palms of Dragon Descent", but it was simplified by Xiao Feng and simplified into eighteen palms, far surpassing its founder!

How powerful this kind of palm hair can be exerted in his hands is unimaginable to ordinary people.

I saw Xiao Feng's left leg bent slightly, his right arm stretched inward, and his palm drew a circle and then pushed outward, which was the first style of "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" - Kang Long's regretful starting style.

"Aang!"

A dragon roar exploded in everyone's ears, and the strong true qi rolled up the dead leaves in the apricot forest, forming a dragon shape, sweeping like a mountain and a sea.

Kanglong has regrets, and he can't last long!

The speed of this palm is extremely fast, and the essence of the palm is not in the word "Kang" but the word "regret". Don't seek to be strong and fast, excited, as long as you send and receive freely, the strength of hitting out is ten, but there are still twenty points of strength left in yourself.

It comes from the principle of the Book of Changes, which focuses on 'whether Taiji comes, whether Taiji comes'. The truth of 'Kanglong has regrets' is that before the peak is reached, it is reserved to retreat, which is the martial arts of winning and not defeating.

Xiao Feng was angry and attacked Ye Wushuang with this palm, which showed that he did not have the intention of killing, and just wanted to vent his grievances.