Feng Xiaoxiao resolutely walked out of the valley and went down the mountain, but he looked around blankly.

The world is so big, where to find?

His eyes suddenly froze, and he saw a shiny bald head in the side of the mountain col, although it was far away, but the moonlight in the air was extremely bright, and the scars on the top of the head were clearly illuminated.

Feng Xiao Xiao jumped and flashed, and soon passed the corner, and after reaching the mountain pass, he asked, "Where did the wild monk come from?" ”

He thought it was a spy lying here, but at first glance it didn't look like it.

The monk lay motionless on the ground, his eyes closed, his mouth slightly open, and one side of his cheek pressed to the ground, as if he was asleep.

As soon as he heard the question, he woke up suddenly, turned over and sat up, his movements dragging muddy and watery, and he was very clumsy.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at him with a familiar face, like one of the Shaolin monks who followed the mystery.

This monk was originally full of fear, but when he saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The wind donor is good, the little monk Xuzhu, he is a monk in Shaolin Temple, and he has met the wind donor with Xuan Yan and Xuan Lone's two uncles before. ”

His robe was not only patched, but also had many scratches, a tear in each knee, and the same elbows, covered in dust, and looked like a wolf, as if he had crawled in a row before, and he was in a panic.

Feng Xiaoxiao grinned and said: "I heard that Shaolin monks have always been very strict in their precepts, and they are very bitter, but now when I see it, it is true, I don't know where the thief is so short-sighted, and he will rob you?" Rob you...... Gee...... Monk's robes? ”

Xuzhu replied solemnly: "The wind donor doesn't know, the little monk didn't run into a robber. But when the two uncles returned to the Shaolin Temple, they bumped into Ding Chunqiu, a thief, and he ......"

Feng Xiaoxiao was shocked. Interrupted: "When, where?" ”

"Just two days ago, ......", Xuzhu lowered his head and thought about it, and said: "The little monk doesn't know the road, he only remembers that he is in an inn in a big town. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao asked, "Have you ever seen my eldest brother, Qiao Feng, the former leader of the Beggar Gang?" ”

Xuzhu nodded and said, "Fortunately, Master Xiao Shi made a timely move and chased after this thief." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. In an instant, he brought it up again and asked, "Why did you come back alone, big brother and others?" ”

The face of the void bamboo is sad. He lowered his head and said: "I don't know that not long after Master Xiao left, Ding Chunqiu, the evil thief, came again and killed the ancestor and several uncles. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao pondered: "Although Ding Chunqiu's heart is very small, he will repay it. But shouldn't you risk turning around? Aren't you afraid of being intercepted by your big brother again? ”

Xuzhu didn't know the question in his heart. His eyes were red, and he said, "Uncle Xuan Lin and all the uncles are fighting hard to resist. He was still invincible, and he was captured by this thief for the rest of his life. He asked where the Shenmu Wang Ding was, but everyone didn't know, and as a result, Uncle Huijing was also killed by him. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao pondered: "No need to ask, it seems that Ah Zi was indeed caught by Ding Chunqiu, she saw the Shaolin monks, so she simply planted the blame on them, in order to take the opportunity to get out." ”

Then he thought again: "Since Ding Chunqiu said the name of 'Shenmu Wang Ding'. There will definitely be no more alive, and I don't know how this poor martial arts Xuzhu escaped? ”

Shenmu Wang Ding is a necessary thing for cultivating the Dafa of Huagong. Without it, not only will the power slowly decrease, but the toxicity accumulated in the body for decades will not be restrained, and it will gradually regurgitate, and finally die a miserable death.

Such a key thing was stolen by Ah Zi, Ding Chunqiu was unwilling to give up, and found the Central Plains all the way from the Sea of Stars.

Once the function of this thing is known by the righteous people, it will definitely be destroyed, and Ding Chunqiu will definitely destroy the Shaolin monks.

Feng Xiaoxiao's thoughts flashed in his mind and asked, "What about Duan Yu?" He was also caught? ”

Xuzhu shook his head and said, "As early as a few days ago, Master Duan and his party were picked up by several masters of Tianlong Temple. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he asked again, "How did you escape?" ”

Xuzhu said: "It was a purple-clothed female benefactor who was kind enough to let me go at night and let me go to find Lord Xiao." The little monk didn't dare to rest, he searched all the way, he was sleepy and tired, and he fell asleep, making the wind donor smile. ”

He grew up in the Shaolin Temple since he was a child, this time it was the first time to go out of the temple, he didn't know the road at all, if there was a goal, it was okay, he could ask all the way, but the aimless search for people, he unconsciously embarked on a familiar path, but went farther and farther, and returned to the drum mountain.

Feng Xiaoxiao knew that Xiao Feng was fine, so he just went to chase after Ah Zi, but was thrown away by Ding Chunqiu's false shot, and he was relieved in his heart, and said with a smile: "You were really sold, and you helped count the money!" ”

Xuzhu was puzzled: "What does the wind donor mean by this?" The little monk is stupid and doesn't understand much. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "You go find it slowly, I'm leaving." ”

Xuzhu hurriedly said: "Please also ask the wind donor to see the feelings of the fellow people in the rivers and lakes, and be able to help, and the little monk is grateful." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao wished that all these people in Shaolin were dead, and said with a smile: "Don't think in vain, your uncles and ancestors, uncles or something, they must all be dead now, you better go back to Shaolin Temple quickly, you must know that the rivers and lakes are very sinister, don't go out of the temple again in the future, hehe!" ”

Xuzhu was about to plead a few more words, but Feng Xiaoxiao had already turned out of the col and swished far away.

Since Xiao Feng was fine, Feng Xiao Xiao was relieved, but he didn't plan to return to the Deaf and Dumb Valley, he really didn't know how to face Mu Wanqing.

As everyone knows, just when he asked Xuzhu, Mu Wanqing also went down the mountain, and he just missed it, but went to the front.

The wind ran until the early hours of the morning, the darkest hour of the day.

The moon will set, the sun will not rise, the mountains will be dark, and everything will be dormant.

In the silence, however, there was a sudden sound of gongs and drums, mixed with several trembling pops, which echoed through the mountains.

Feng Xiao was startled, the sound of this bell gong, he had heard before, was obviously made by Ding Chunqiu's group of sycophants.

Hasn't Ding Chunqiu already gone away? How did it come to this? Still fighting with people?

In the entire martial arts, how many people can fight this old monster?

Feng Xiao Xiao immediately thought of Xiao Feng, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the sound.

The closer they got, the louder the sycophants of the people in the Star Gate became, but suddenly they turned into screams, which was a bit heartbreaking.

Feng Xiaoxiao's feet did not stop, and he was puzzled.

Xiao Feng is definitely not a person who loves to kill, he shouldn't do anything to those people of the Star Gate, unless he is extremely angry, isn't it......

Feng Xiaoxiao was worried that something was wrong with Azhu, so he no longer deliberately suppressed the sound of the wind, like a meteor sweeping the ground, rushing by.

In the darkness of the night, on a small hillside, two figures quickly and brilliantly flickered and flickered.

The red sun crept up, and a glimmer of light rendered the mountains.

A person's white beard can be faintly seen, and a person's posture is graceful.

The wind stopped violently.

A ray of red light shone to the east, reflecting a young jade-like side face, slightly red, beautiful eyes, brilliance flowing, crystal like a gem.

Maybe it was looking directly at the sun, Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes seemed to be stabbed, and his head turned away.

"Feng Xiao Xiao!" A shrill cry filled the night sky, overflowing with fear, hatred, and resentment, as if all things in the mountains had been awakened from a sweet dream.

The red sun quietly rose slowly, crossed the mountain peaks, dispelled the darkness in the mountains, and it was a new day.

Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, felt the coolness in his heart and lungs, and smiled: "Hello Miss Mu!" (To be continued......)