There was a big devil in the rivers and lakes, and in the name of avenging the whole family, he slaughtered three sects and killed at least 100 people, including many predecessors with great prestige in the rivers and lakes.

He caused public anger in this act, and the relatives and friends of those who were killed by him united with other people in the rivers and lakes to kill this big devil called Ling Huyuan.

But Ling Huyuan's force value was very high, and everyone went to besiege him, but he was killed by him.

There are very few people in the rivers and lakes who can kill him, and as a last resort, the relatives and friends of those who were killed begged to go to the Shaolin Temple of Wulin Taidou.

Ling Huyuan's killing was too heavy, and the monks of Shaolin Temple couldn't see it, so they agreed to the requests of those relatives and friends, and decided to convene a martial arts conference to gather the strength of the whole martial arts to deal with Ling Huyuan together.

The monks who were of the same generation as the emptiness were all sent out to send invitations to various places.

The Void's force value is the highest in his generation, so he accepted the task of sending an invitation to Kunlun, which is the farthest away.

Jia Huan sighed helplessly and went out with a small cloth bag on his back.

There were only two days of dry food in the cloth bag, not even copper plates, and Jia Huan had to rely on Jia Huan to change his fate for food and drink all the way.

Jia Huan: "......"

When he left the scope of Shaolin Temple, he hunted a few pheasants and roasted them.

Of course, when eating, there can be no other people around.

The image of the monk of Shaolin Temple still has to be maintained.

However, there are occasional accidents.

Just like now, Jia Huan pulled the mud-covered chicken out from under the fire pit, and was about to break the mud on it, when he suddenly heard footsteps.

Jia Huan's hand moved, and then buried the lump under the fire pit again.

Footsteps entered, and a small head emerged from the grass.

Jia Huan stared at the child, about eight or nine years old, the clothes he was wearing were very dirty and torn, but the material was good.

When the child saw Jia Huan, he was stunned and turned to leave.

Jia Huan tilted his head and didn't catch up.

When the child was far away, Jia Huan pulled out the chicken chop from the fire pit and began to eat.

The next day, Jia Huan walked out of the mountains and forests and saw people.

In front of people, he is an honest little monk, because he looks good, he can always succeed.

However, he prefers meat to steamed bread and dry food!

Therefore, Jia Huan avoids the crowd most of the time, just to be able to eat meat.

After walking like this for more than a month, Jia Huan finally came to the boundary of Kunlun Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain is very large, although the Kunlun faction uses Kunlun as its name, but in fact it only occupies one mountain.

There are many other forces in the Kunlun Mountains, but they are not as famous as the Kunlun faction.

"Little monk, you can stay in this room for one night. Leave early tomorrow morning. ”

The doorman led Jia Huan to an empty room not far from the gatehouse.

Jia Huan did not tell his identity as a disciple of Shaolin Temple, and the uncle regarded him as an ordinary little monk, and placed the person in the residence of the subordinate not far from the gatehouse, without reporting it to the owner of the villa.

Jia Huan smiled and thanked him, and entered the room with only one bunk.

The owner of this villa has some names in the rivers and lakes, and Jia Huan has also heard of his name.

However, Jia Huan didn't have the heart to meet people and make friends.

Along the way, there were not many people in the rivers and lakes he came into contact with.

He hates trouble and just wants to hurry back to Shaolin Temple after sending the invitation.

Jia Huan doesn't like martial arts, and he doesn't like people in the rivers and lakes to fight and kill if they don't agree with each other.

It's nothing that they themselves died, but it hurt innocent passers-by and ordinary people.

And these martial arts people are lawless, if they think that any official is a corrupt official, they will not investigate, they will touch into people's homes at night, cut off their heads and hang them at the city gate.

Among them, there are not many officials who have been unjustly killed.

Some people specialize in using martial arts people to kill their political enemies.

The court was very angry about this, but there was nothing it could do.

The high-level combat power in the imperial court is too small to compete with the entire martial arts.

Jia Huan and his two generations lived in a world with sound laws and regulations, that is, the world of Rongguofu, where powerful people can do whatever they want, but they are also restricted by the laws of the imperial court, unlike this world of rivers and lakes, where the lives of ordinary people are not guaranteed.

As the night grew darker, it was dark except for the lanterns lit up inside the villa.

The mountain breeze blows, and the insects chirp constantly.

Suddenly, the mountain wind stopped, and the insects stopped chirping.

A figure appeared outside the lodge.

The next moment, he entered the villa.

Jia Huan sat up abruptly from the bunk.

What a rich bloody gas!

He hurriedly pushed the door open and walked out.

The front yard where he lived was quiet, but Jia Huan heard a lot of breathing.

It was the people of the villa, who hid in the house and did not dare to come out.

Jia Huan twitched, but still walked in the direction where the smell of blood came from.

The correct three views make him not die when his life is in danger.

Of course, he couldn't just be so reckless.

Jia Huan cautiously sneaked into the backyard and saw corpses all over the ground.

They were all corpses from the Villa Courtyard, and inside, there were also sounds of fighting and screams.

Jia Huan continued to sneak in, and saw a man about thirty years old swordsman, killing and rushing towards his nursing home.

Some of the guards were frightened by the men and did not dare to step forward, and some even dropped their weapons in fright.

For this man who lost his weapon, the man did not kill again.

Seeing the hope of survival, the nurses dropped their weapons and fell to their knees.

The man really didn't attack these guards anymore, and chased in the direction where the owner of the villa had fled.

Jia Huan frowned slightly.

This man doesn't seem to be that bad either, not like an indiscriminate murderer of innocents.

He should have met the rivers and lakes for revenge, right?

This kind of thing, there are not too many rivers and lakes in this world.

Just like the big devil Ling Huyuan, isn't it also for the revenge of his own family, so he destroyed three sects?

Do you want to go up and help the owner of the villa?

Jia Huan hesitated.

Suddenly, a sword light slashed towards the place where he was hiding.

He was discovered by the man.

Jia Huan hurriedly dodged and jumped out of his hiding place.

The man was about to slash his second sword at Jia Huan, and the faint light of the lantern shone on Jia Huan's face, allowing the man to see his face clearly.

The man's eyes widened in surprise: "You ......"

Jia Huan: "?? ”

The man didn't say anything more, suddenly turned around and chased after the owner of the villa.

Jia Huan stood still and did not move.

The man stopped the killer when he saw him, did he know himself?

I have been living in Shaolin Temple for more than ten years, and I have never seen this man.

So, this man doesn't know himself, but his own face?

Since he is a martial arts person, he should have nothing to do with his own mother, he knows his own father?