"What?!"

"Murong Bo!"

At first glance, he heard the name of "Murong Bo", and everyone present, but everyone who had some insight was shocked. Xiao Feng heard that this person was the culprit behind the tragic death of his parents, and when his eyes were neutral, two cold rays burst out, staring at the gray-clothed monk deadly, as if he wanted to see through the gray cloth on his face.

The gray-clothed monk let out a long laugh, stretched out his hand and tore off the gray cloth on his face, revealing a clear and handsome face, and said: "Abbot Xuanci, your vision is so powerful, I only showed three swordsmanship, and you actually recognized me." ”

Murong Fu rubbed his eyes and looked again, but he was sure that he was not mistaken, and exclaimed in surprise: "Daddy, it's really you, it turns out that you....... You don't have ........."

Murong Bo walked up to him, inserted the long sword into the scabbard on his waist, and said with a smile: "When I faked my death, you were still young, and if you knew the inside story, you would inevitably reveal your flaws, so I simply hid you from my father." ”

Murong Fuqi said, "Daddy, why do you want to fake your death?"

"Why else, naturally it's because this old man has done something bad and has no face to behave, so he has to pretend to be dead!"

Xiao Feng strode towards Murong Bo, his body was surging, his eyes and face were full of cold murderous aura, filling the surrounding space, like a tiger out of the box, threatening and terrifying!

Murong Fu was furious, stood sideways in front of his father, and shouted to Xiao Feng: "The surname Xiao, you should keep your mouth clean!"

Xiao Feng pointed at Murong Bo, his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, and said sharply: "This old puppet killed my parents, I can't wait to break his body into pieces! Murong Bo, you'd better tell me clearly today, what kind of grievance does my Xiao family have with you? Why do you want to spread rumors and harm people?"

"Hey!"

At this time, he heard Lin Ping chuckle and said, "Brother Xiao, you don't need to ask him about this, if you want to know the hidden secret, I can tell you unconsciously." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads in unison and look at Lin Pingzhi, Xiao Feng also hurriedly bowed his hand and said, "Please also ask Brother Lin for advice." ”

"Brother Xiao is the deputy head of my free faction, the successor of the next head, what information do you want to know, I should know everything, I have to say everything, how can I talk about teaching?"

Lin Pingzhi first pointed out that Xiao Feng had joined their Xiaoyao faction and assumed the position of deputy head, and then said aloud: "Although my Xiaoyao faction is not a famous and decent family, it still has some background, so I know a little bit about all kinds of secrets on the rivers and lakes. ”

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "You only say that Xiao Feng, the deputy head of my faction, is a Khitan, but in fact, the Gusu Murong clan is not a Han person, they are one of the Xianbei people in the past year, after the Xianbei people, their ancestors established several dynasties such as Qianyan, Houyan, Southern Yan, and Western Yan, which were later destroyed by the Northern Wei Dynasty, but the Murong clan was not reconciled after losing the country, so the children and grandchildren all had the ambition of rejuvenating the country. ”

Everyone was puzzled, but they heard Lin Pingzhi say again: "In the past five generations, the Murong family has produced a martial arts genius, called 'Murong Dragon City', creating a peerless martial arts of 'Dou Zhuan Xing', breaking through the Murong family's 'way of the other, giving back to the other' reputation, and even entangled a group of heroes, intending to establish the country and become the emperor, in order to practice the ancestral teachings." Helplessly, Zhao Kuangyin ascended the throne first and dominated the world. Murong Longcheng saw that the big things were difficult and died depressed, but the descendants of the Murong family never gave up the ideal of recovering the country, and Murong Bo named his son Murong Fu, which came from this. ”

"This ........"

Suddenly hearing this secret, the heroes present couldn't help but be in an uproar, Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong can be regarded as the two masters with the most prosperous martial arts in the Central Plains today, but they never expected that these two people did not belong to the Central Plains, and some people couldn't help asking: "The Yan Dynasty has been destroyed for many years, where can it be easily restored?"

"Not bad!"

Lin Pingzhi looked at the person who asked, it was none other than Ke Baisui, the head of the Barberry Sect, he smiled slightly, nodded and responded: "If the world is peaceful and people are at peace, with the meager strength of the Murong clan, it will be difficult to achieve great things, so their only chance is that the world is in chaos, and the conquest is everywhere, when I sent the father of the deputy head Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan served as the head of the three armies in the Liao State, and often advised the emperor to stop the army, which naturally hindered their plan to restore the country!"

"Amitabha!"

Xuan Ci recited the Buddha's name, looked at Murong Bo, and said slowly, "I see, Lao Wei thought that you also misbelieved people's words and made a big mistake, and later died young because of guilt. Now it seems that what you did back then was deliberate. I think your purpose is to make Song Liao provoke and rekindle the flames of war, and then you Murong clan can take advantage of the situation and plot big things! Just because of the ambition of your family and one surname, you will kill so many innocent lives, don't you think it is too much?"

"If you will succeed in ten thousand bones and become a great thing, how can you be restrained?"

Murong Bo replied lightly, and then, he couldn't help but sneer: "What's more, compared to me, how much better can you Xuanci go, for his own selfishness, he allowed Ye Erniang to kill countless innocent babies, Shaolin Abbot, is really a high-ranking monk!"

"Amitabha, this is the sin of the old man, and he should bear it. ”

Xuan Ci said to Xiao Feng and the families of the hundreds of murdered babies: "All kinds of bad karma belong to me, go to the Infernal Hell, I should never be reborn, just to atone for the sins of this body!"

"Abbot!"

"Senior brother!"

Seeing Master Xuan Ci commit suicide, several masters of Xuan Yan and Xuan Sheng next to him hurriedly rushed forward and hugged his body together, and the surrounding monks all cried bitterly, and the heroes present also sighed for a while, but they also knew that Xuan Ci committed suicide this time because he had to die!

As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Xuanci represents the face of Shaolin Temple, and now he is contaminated with a sin, even if he is not the mastermind, but for the reputation of Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years, but he also had to die, just like when Xiao Feng knew that he was a Khitan, even though the beggar gang tried his best to keep it, he still resigned from the position of the gang leader, in order to protect the reputation of the beggar gang, at this moment, Master Xuanci did not hesitate to die, and why not to protect the reputation of Shaolin Temple for thousands of years!

Everyone was sighing to themselves, but at this moment, they heard Master Zhiguang on the side also say: "Amitabha, since you create bad karma, you will taste evil consequences, and it is time for the old man to repay the bad karma." As he spoke, he threw himself cross-legged to the ground, chanting sutras in his mouth, and his voice gradually fell, and his soul had returned to the west.

"Abbot Xuanci, Master Zhiguang, you, you .........."

Seeing his former friends and companions dying in front of him one by one, Zhao Qiansun's body trembled, and he couldn't help muttering to himself, he seemed to be crazy, crying and laughing: "What sacrifices to serve the country, what heroes and heroes, it turns out that everything is a scam, fake, fake, all fake.........."

"Senior brother!"

"Brother Zhao!"

Seeing this, Tan Gong, Tan Po, Shan Zheng and others hurriedly exclaimed and rushed forward, but Zhao Qiansun cried and laughed arrogantly, he pushed away his junior sister and friend, raised his palm, and slapped his chest, and then, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person fell to the ground with his eyes on his back, a pair of eyes, before he died, glowed with a trace of sobriety, he looked at Xiao Feng, and muttered in his mouth: "I'm sorry!"

"You .........."

In an instant, the three major enemies all died in front of him, Xiao Feng was slightly stunned, a little stunned in his heart, there was no joy after revenge, he took a deep breath, and suddenly turned his head to look at Murong Bo, his fierce eyes were accompanied by a hysterical roar: "Old Piff is here!"

The killing intent erupted, and he rushed to the crown in anger, and in the angry shouting, he saw Xiao Feng pounce on his body, and his palms came out together, making it a killing move in the eighteen palms of the dragon, and the surging palm power was surging like a tide, like a mountain and a sea, and he struck Murong Bo straight away, vowing to kill the culprit who caused his family to be ruined on the spot!

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