Murong Bo was an old man after all, seeing Xiao Yuanshan slowly get up from the ground, he smashed his fist on the latter's shoulder, shattering his shoulder bones, without the slightest mercy, and didn't give him any chance at all.

Xiao Yuanshan was knocked to the ground by a punch, let out a miserable scream in his mouth, and rolled on the ground dozens of times before stopping, feeling the severity of his injuries, Xiao Yuanshan's heart was full of despair, he knew that Murong Bo would never allow himself to live.

A few minutes ago, Xiao Yuanshan was still coaxing, fighting the heroes alone, but he didn't expect that he was defeated in the hands of Murong Fu, a little kid, and now Murong Bo, an old immortal, still attacked him, I'm afraid that these two people have premeditated and have a vicious heart!

At this time, Xiao Yuanshan was injured and injured, and he didn't have the strength to resist at all, so he could only let Murong Bo slaughter, glanced at Qiao Feng in the distance sadly, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.

In vain, just as Murong Bo wanted to attack again, a voice came from the air: "Amitabha!" ”

I saw that an old monk wearing a yellow robe, white hair fluttering, and a detached temperament appeared at the entrance of Juxianzhuang, and this monk was the great master sweeping monk!

Xuan Nan and the others were all shocked, they obviously recognized this old monk, this person was the old monk who swept the floor in the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion, how could he appear here.

The sweeping monk looked at Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, and slowly spoke: "The two donors, stealing Shaolin stunts, is harmful to the two of them. ”

Hearing this, how could Murong Bo give up and want to make another move, Mu Qingxiao raised his eyebrows, and the secret way was not good, so he hurriedly stopped it.

The sweeping monk sighed: "Since the donor refuses to give up, the old man has no choice but to be rude." ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the sweeping monk disappeared at the door of Juxian Village, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Murong Bo and pointed at Murong Bo, who fell directly.

Mu Qingxiao hugged Murong Bo and found that the latter was fine, he just fainted, and there was a strange aura swimming in Murong Bo's body, this should be the so-called true qi.

A wisp of true qi can stun Murong Bo in the realm of the grandmaster, this sweeping monk should have reached the realm of foundation building, and his strength has long exceeded the scope of martial arts, terrifying!

The sweeping monk glanced at Mu Qingxiao meaningfully, and said: "The donor has such a cultivation at a young age, it really makes the old man embarrassed, and if the time is set to be a dragon for nine days, it is really the blessing of my Central Plains martial arts!" ”

Mu Qingxiao saluted slightly and said, "The seniors have won the award." ”

The sweeping monk smiled and said: "The monks don't speak, and the old man can feel the true qi in the little donor's body, and he touches the Great Dao at such a young age...... The little benefactor is really blessed, Amitabha! ”

In the end, the sweeping monk sighed and walked straight towards Xiao Yuanshan.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan took advantage of this opportunity to recover some internal strength, and when he saw the sweeping monk walking towards him, he used the little internal force he had left, and made a move with all his might: "Demon monk, look at the move!" ”

The sweeping monk shook his head helplessly, and with a little hand, he took Xiao Yuanshan who had fainted in his hand.

Mu Qingxiao looked at the sweeping monk who came to him, and said softly: "Senior, can you let the junior say a few words to his father?" ”

The sweeping monk smiled slightly, Murong Bo woke up slightly, glanced at the sweeping monk, looked at Mu Qingxiao and said: "This time I go, this is the last time I will see each other, Fu'er, do what you want to do, don't be blinded by the great cause of recovering the country." ”

Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao nodded slightly, and secretly complained in his heart, he was blinded by the restoration of the country when he was stupid, if it wasn't for the task released by the system, I would have eaten enough to go to the country!

At the same time as Mu Qingxiao and Murong Bo communicated, Xiao Yuanshan was also woken up, although he looked at Murong and his son with hatred, he saw the kind sweeping monk on the side, so he had to shake his head helplessly, and then walked to Qiao Feng to communicate.

In the end, I don't know what to say, Qiao Feng burst into tears, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

After the sweeping monk left with Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, Juxianzhuang fell into silence, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes did not know how to face Qiao Feng, especially the beggars.

Qiao Feng didn't care about everyone's thoughts, staring at the direction of the sweeping monk's departure.

failed to kill Qiao Feng, although the You brothers were unwilling, they didn't dare to make the slightest move, they were not stupid enough to be enemies of the heroes of the rivers and lakes.

At this time, Elder Xu glanced at Kang Min, who was fainting, walked over with a cane, raised the dog beating stick, and said embarrassedly: "Qiao Gang Master, our beggar gang is sorry for you, you were blinded by the traitor, and I hope that you don't care about the villain, and you are the leader of the gang!" ”

"Yes, yes, Qiao Gang Master, our beggar gang can't live without you!"

Looking at the expectant eyes of the beggar gang, Qiao Feng had mixed feelings in his heart, although he was a Khitan, but his heart was in the Great Song Dynasty, it was impossible to say that he did not have a little nostalgia for the beggar gang.

Qiao Feng cautiously took the dog-beating stick, ignored Elder Xu, looked at Mu Qingxiao and said, "Master Murong, Xiao owes you a favor today, if he needs Xiao anywhere in the future, it is incumbent on him." ”

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Looking at the back of Qiao Feng and the beggar gang leaving, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, the Juxianzhuang incident ended here, although Xiao Yuanshan was not solved, but the result was no different.

The great cause of recovering the country did not have the obstacle of Xiao Yuanshan, and he gained the favor of the beggars, and in the end, Mu Qingxiao's eyes looked at Ding Chunqiu in the distance, and the killing intent in his eyes flashed.

Looking at Mu Qingxiao who came to the front, not only the people in the martial arts of various factions, but even Ding Chunqiu's eyes were full of doubts, and at the same time there was a trace of vigilance: "I don't know what Murong Gongzi is looking for this immortal?" ”

Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "My son has something I want to ask you for. ”

"Murong Gongzi said to hear it."

Ding Chunqiu shook the free fan in his hand, his nostrils were facing the sky, Nan Murong, the first person of the younger generation, actually asked him for help, which made him feel more face.

"My son wants to borrow your dog's head for a use."

As soon as the words fell, the entire Juxianzhuang fell into a deathly silence, everyone couldn't believe their ears, even Ding Chunqiu thought that he had heard it wrong, and Xue Muhua, who was standing in the distance, was full of excitement after being shocked, and he couldn't wait for Murong Fu to hurry up.

"Bastard thing, don't think that you have done your kung fu, so you don't put this immortal in your eyes, kowtow to this immortal three times, and you can spare your dog's life." Ding Chunqiu said with murderous intent in his eyes.

"You are also worthy of something like you that deceives teachers and destroys ancestors?"

Mu Qingxiao sneered, Ling Bo accelerated slightly, and his figure appeared in front of Ding Chunqiu like lightning, his body full of yin and yang qi surging, and he blasted towards the latter with all his palm!

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