Guo Xiang glanced at the audience, stood up and said, "All the heroes and heroes present, yesterday Shaolin, Wudang and other noble factions and my Emei faction met a Mongolian protector mage, his martial arts are really rare, I am afraid that few people can match, today while everyone is here, we have to discuss a way, not to let him disrupt the martial arts conference in two months." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"And so on, but unfortunately I only arrived yesterday afternoon. "We have a lot of martial arts heroes in the Central Plains, and we are still afraid that he will not succeed in Mongolian Tartars?" "What are the big guys afraid of, it's a big deal that we will break the net with him" "Yes, that is, he Mongolian wants to be the leader of this alliance, and my Haisha Gang is the first to disagree." "Yes, we all disagree. ”

On the outfield, the heroes were furious, you and I exploded the pot one by one, the old head of the Hengshan faction blushed, and slapped the armrest of the seat with one palm, whirring and breathing, but he couldn't think of any way.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, just as the so-called road of heaven and earth is endless, there are only a few Mongolian protectors, and there are many sects in our Central Plains, how can we sit still and wait to die?"

Everyone saw that the senior monks of Shaolin Temple had spoken, but they were a lot quieter, some were silent, some were talking to the people next to them, and some were not caring about themselves.

"What's so hard about this?" a clear voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and everyone was shocked.

It was Yan Shu, a girl in a yellow shirt who had just competed with Yang Feng, who saw her look around, but she couldn't stop talking.

"Miss Yan, I don't know what good plan you have?" If it were in normal times, no one would definitely put their hopes on such a girl, but this time is not that time, it is related to the safety of the entire martial arts, so someone asked.

Yan Shu glanced at the direction of Shaolin Wudang a few times, and saw that they were all staring at him, so he began to say, "Everyone, the so-called humble people dare not forget the country, although we are in the rivers and lakes, we are still the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and now I have a way, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

"Miss Yan, it's okay to say it, let's all listen!" "Yes, Miss Yan, let's say it quickly!" "Miss Yan, if you are right, you are the great hero of our martial arts." Quite a few people shouted impatiently.

"Well, do you know that my Great Song Dynasty has a loyal minister who served the country and the people, and once served as the right prime minister, I wonder if anyone knows such a number one person?" Yan Shu asked.

"This?" Everyone is a heroic man who roams the rivers and lakes, and he has long lost confidence in the Great Song Dynasty, where will he know these things, but they all hesitate to answer, but they don't understand what this question has to do with the martial arts conference.

"Miss Yan is right, but Wen Gongwen Tianxiang, besides him, Lao Qu really can't think of anyone else," the colorless Zen master asked.

I saw Yan Shu smile and said, "Shaolin is worthy of caring for the common people, and it is really a model for my generation, I am talking about the great hero Wen Tianxiang!"

"Last year, Wen Gong's army was defeated and captured by Zhang Hongfan, the leader of the Yuan army, and now he is suffering in the prison of the Yuan army. ”

"That's right, Miss Yan is really a female middle Zhuge Ye! In this way, the Mongolian Three Absolute Divine Master, as the protector of the Yuan Army, will definitely not take the initiative to release Wen Tianxiang, so he can't fight the idea of the martial arts conference. ”

"That's true, it should be our Han talent who can rescue Wen Tianxiang from the Yuan army, and the martial arts must be amazing, and we must be the leader of our martial arts alliance. ”

Guo Xiang, colorless Zen master, Zhang Sanfeng and several others were overjoyed, and they couldn't imagine that the problem that had plagued them for a night would be solved so easily.

"Miss Yan's method can be said to kill three birds with one stone! It not only dispelled the idea of the Three Absolute Divine Masters, but also found an alliance leader for our Central Plains Martial Arts, and even rescued a great loyal minister for my Great Song Dynasty!"

For a while, everyone was full of praise for Yan Shu and was deeply impressed by her wisdom. Many people are still secretly discussing how to rescue Wen Tianxiang, but they all know that this matter is difficult to reach the sky, and they don't have much hope.

The opening ceremony of the Emei faction has come to an end, and the rest is just some red tape, and it will be over after an hour or two.

After lunch, everyone said goodbye one by one and went down the mountain, only some people who had a deep friendship with Guo Xiang couldn't stand Guo Xiang's kindness to stay, so they had to continue to stay in Emei, and only got up to leave tomorrow.

Yang Feng was in the limelight at the opening ceremony, and the heroes all had the intention of making friends, and even invited Yang Feng to come to us if he was free, Yang Feng thanked him one by one, but he stayed in Mount Emei for the time being, and waited for Guo Xiang to explain the affairs of the faction, and then went to the Valley of Despair together to find the whereabouts of Yang Guo and his wife.

In the main hall, Guo Xiang was discussing many matters with the important disciples of the sect, and suddenly heard the sound of fierce fighting outside, and hurriedly walked outside the hall. I happened to see Zhang Sanfeng coming from a distance, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Sanfeng just waved his hand and said nothing, and only when he got closer did he say: "Oh no, something is wrong, the leader of the beggar gang has been seriously injured, I'm afraid it won't work!"

Guo Xiang's face changed drastically, and he said in a panic, "How is it possible, take me to see it." After speaking, he left the main hall with Zhang Sanfeng.

The sunset is as red as blood, and the entire Mount Emei is shrouded in it, and it is not all beautiful. Yang Feng half-knelt and held Zhou Kun's head in the crook of his arm, and shouted vigorously: "Brother Zhou, tell me quickly, who is it, who hurt you?"

But seeing Zhou Kun's pale face, his anger was like a gossamer, and the corners of his mouth were red, obviously suffering from extremely serious internal injuries, but he still struggled to look at Yang Feng and said with difficulty, "Brother Yang, it is really my Zhou Kun's luck to know your brother. Let's be brothers in the next life. ”

Guo Xiang and Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly came, and when they saw Zhou Kun explaining the aftermath to Yang Feng, their expressions changed greatly, and they hurriedly walked over, "Senior Brother Zhou, how can this be? Who hurt you?"

"Brother Lang caught up, what a weird kung fu! What a weird kung fu!" Zhou Kun said intermittently while coughing up blood.

Zhang Sanfeng quickly took Zhou Kun from Yang Feng's hands, sat cross-legged behind him, put his palms on Zhou Kun's back, and used his skills to heal him.

Zhou Kun's complexion improved, and it took a long time to regain his breath, and he barely cheered up, "Zhang Zhenren, don't bother, my meridians have been abolished, and there is no way to return to the sky!" After speaking, he coughed up blood again.

"Senior sister, that person, that person is probably the person who attacked the Emei faction last night, I, I can't beat him, you have to be extra careful," Then his face flushed, and in an instant, it was back to light.

Zhou Kun turned his head to look at Yang Feng, and forced a smile to himself, "Brother Yang, when I see Brother Lang in the future, I will say that I, Zhou Kun, will be brothers with you again in the next life, beggars, please ask you two and Senior Sister!" After speaking, his expression gradually darkened, and he lost his breath for a moment.

The remnant sun is like blood, a faint wind crosses the top of the mountain, and the poignant red seems to be expounding the impermanence of life and death.

Yang Feng only felt the pain in his life, no better than today, far less than his parents left ten years ago! At this time, there was only a heart-piercing pain, so intense, but there was a wave of anger against the wicked in his chest. The world is really unfair, good people don't live long, disasters are left for thousands of years, and the way of heaven is in vain, and there is no exception.

"Master Guo, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple, you still need to be cautious!" Zhang Sanfeng let out a long sigh and said slowly.

Guo Xiang was still sad on his face, staring at Zhou Kun, who had died, and was speechless for a long time.