I don't know who said a word, and the noisy sound in the field instantly fell silent.

And the next moment, the group of monks and heroes shouted in unison, looking at Xuan Ci in disbelief.

The look of astonishment on Xuan Ci's face flashed away, and then his hands were folded, and the expression on his face was gradually relieved.

Others may not know who said what Fang Cai said, but Xiao Feng looked at the black-clothed masked senior beside him in surprise.

The man in black ignored Xiao Feng's gaze, walked straight to the person and said, "Abbot Xuanci, you don't speak to admit it?"

Xuan Ci looked at him deeply, then turned his gaze to Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu, and folded his hands and said, "Amitabha! For more than 20 years, I have been thinking about your mother and son day and night, and I can't think of ......."

Speaking of this, Xuan Ci's eyes became extremely complicated, and when the words came to his lips, he turned into a soft sigh: "The old man knows that he has violated the great precepts, and he confesses."

Hearing Xuan Ci's words, all the monks and heroes present were shocked, unexpectedly that the respected Shaolin abbot would be related to the notorious Ye Erniang, and had a son.

Ye Erniang's tears rained down, and her voice was sad: "You...... Why do you confess this...... How can this be?"

Xuan Ci said gently, "Erniang, since you have done bad karma, it is useless to regret it, and it is useless to conceal it. Over the years, I've suffered you!"

Ye Erniang cried, "I'm not bitter! If you have suffering, you can't say it, that's the real suffering."

Xuan Ci shook his head, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the black-clothed man, "I don't know what this benefactor is called?"

Everyone was also curious about the identity of the man in black, but it was not difficult to hear from his voice that it was an old man.

The man in black didn't pay attention to Xuan Ci, but said to Ye Erniang, "Ye Erniang, do you remember the old man?"

Ye Erniang only felt that this person's voice was a little familiar at first, but after all, it had been a long time, and she couldn't remember it clearly, but at this moment, after being reminded by the other party, she suddenly remembered something, looked at him with a frightened face and said, "Yes...... It's you! You stole my child, you did!"

The man in black laughed and said, "Whether your child was stolen or robbed, you can tell clearly! And where the scar on your face came from, I can tell you about it!"

When Ye Erniang heard this, her face changed slightly, and she lowered her head in fear.

Her children were naturally snatched away, and the six scars on her face were also caught, but her martial arts skills were not high back then, and she saw her son snatched away and disfigured by him, which led to psychological distortion later, and often stole other people's children, and when she got tired of playing, she was sent to other homes far away.

"Mother, is this person the enemy of our family? Why did he do you so badly?"

Seeing that Ye Erniang was so afraid of the other party, Xuzhu also felt a wave of anger in his heart.

Ye Erniang shook her head again and again, "I don't know, I don't even know who he is."

Man in Black: "Hmph, you don't know me, of course, but my family has been so miserable by you! If it weren't for the fact that my child was robbed and my wife was killed, and my family was ruined, how could I have robbed your child and put it in the vegetable garden of Shaolin Temple, so that the Shaolin monks would raise him and teach him martial arts?"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but laugh to himself.

Xuan Ci heard his words, and couldn't help asking, "Could it be that Your Excellency's child is also in my Shaolin?"

The man in black sneered and said, "It was originally here, but now it'...... Abbot Xuanci, do you want to see who I am?"

Without waiting for Xuan Ci to indicate whether it was okay or not, the black-clothed monk reached out and pulled the black scarf covering his face, and the group of heroes exclaimed "Ah", only to see that he had big ears, beard, and a very powerful appearance, about sixty years old.

The next moment, everyone unanimously focused their eyes on Xiao Feng, only to feel that except for the slight difference in age, the faces of these two people were the same.

Xiao Feng was even more surprised, stepped forward, bowed to the ground, and shouted in a trembling voice, "You...... You're my daddy......

Xiao Yuanshan Lang smiled: "Good boy, the general appearance of our grandfather and son, you don't need to remember it, everyone knows that I am your son."

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, Stretched out his hand and ripped open the placket of his chest, revealing a wolf head with thorny flowers, Xiao Feng ripped open his placket, and also showed the toothless and lush wolf head on his chest.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly roared at the same time, like a raging wind, and spread far away, only to shake the valley, and thousands of heroes heard it in their ears, and they shuddered.

Xiao Yuanshan roared, patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, outside the Yanmen Pass, the martial arts people in the Central Plains killed your mother who didn't know martial arts without asking for a reason, and pursued it for decades for my father, and finally learned the news of the eldest brother who took the lead, you said this revenge, should we take revenge?"

When Xiao Feng heard this, his expression immediately became angry, but he was not carried away by hatred.

"Dad, the child really can't imagine that you are still alive, as for the murder of the mother, the revenge should naturally be avenged, but there is a debtor and a master, the abbot of Xuanci was also provoked and used by the female cadre, and we need to find out the murderer behind the scenes for revenge!"

Xiao Yuanshan was a little confused.

I saw Xiao Feng pointing at Murong Bo and angrily reprimanded, "Dad, the real murderer behind the scenes is this person!"

Immediately, Xiao Feng revealed Murong Bo's identity as a descendant of the emperor of the Xianbei clan, in order to recover Dayan and profit from it, he deliberately provoked the battle of Song Liao and falsely sent a message to Xuan Ci and others, so that he killed many innocent lives in vain, and later faked his death to get out, so that Murong Fu could still continue to rejuvenate the great cause, and the sinister intentions were simply outrageous.

When the heroes learned the truth, they were all filled with righteous indignation, and the eyes that looked at Murong Bo's father and son were extremely unkind, and some of them had even drawn their swords and spontaneously shouted for them to pay for their blood debts.

Thinking of thirty years ago, the Liao State was powerful and almost overthrew the Song Dynasty, if it weren't for the sudden rise of the Dajin Jurchen clan and the Liao State by surprise, otherwise the Great Song Dynasty would probably have changed hands, from this point of view, no one knows what role Murong Bo played in it, but it is undeniable that the Liao State invaded the Song Dynasty, and there must have been this person's handwriting.

At that time, Xiao Yuanshan was the head of the pro-army of Empress Xiao of Liao, and he was very appreciated, and when he learned that his family of three died tragically outside Yanmen Pass, was Liao indifferent? No one knows why Da Liao suddenly invaded the Song Dynasty back then, but now listening to Xiao Feng tell the truth, it is like yellow mud falling into the crotch of his pants, for Murong Bo, it is not but.

Thinking of the Great Song compatriots who died tragically in the battle against Liao, the people present were full of indignation, and they couldn't wait to dismantle Murong Bo into eight pieces.

And Murong Bo noticed everyone's expressions, and his face changed, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

If he doesn't explain it clearly today, I'm afraid that his Murong family will have no place in the territory of the Song Court.

It's just that what Xiao Feng said is all true, and there is Xuan Ci to testify for him, no matter how hard Murong Bo works, he can't say why.