Nangong Shaoyou immediately stopped his steps, only to see five yellow-clothed monks jumping out of the way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Standing in front of him was an old monk of about sixty years old, with his palms folded and his eyebrows and kind eyes, followed by four middle-aged monks, two of whom held shovels and two of whom held wooden sticks.

The old monk said, "Hello Nangong Shaoxia, the poor monk heard it, and the four monks behind are Lao Qu's nephews, Ben Yin, Ben Mu, Ben Fa, Ben Jian."

Nangong Shaoyou was shocked: "The original circle can be understood", the person who came turned out to be the first and second generation masters of Shaolin Temple, and he heard that the martial arts were strong and faintly comparable to the Shaolin abbot and the monk. ”

Nangong Shaoyou said: "It turned out to be a Shaolin monk, may I ask what the monk has to teach?"

"Lao Wei visited his old friend in Shandong, and heard that the young man committed murder in the Xue family, so he came to understand the situation?" said unhurriedly, his tone was calm, his long eyebrows were lowered, and he couldn't tell that he was actually a generation of monks.

Nangong Shaoyou was worried about Murong Feifei's injury, and didn't want to entangle with the Shaolin monk, "Master, the younger generation hates the womanizer the most in his life, and he will not flirt with the wife of the junior brother who has not passed the door, and although the younger generation is not talented, he will not beat the Kunlun Four Musketeers and run away, I hope that the master will go to the Xue family to understand the situation and clear the grievances for the younger generation." ”

The Benyin monk in the back said loudly: "You are not a womanizer, why are you holding a girl in your hands!"

Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "Shaolin is a martial arts master, and it turns out that he is also shallow in knowledge, and he has a false reputation. ”

Ben Yin shouted: "You dare to insult me Shaolin!"

Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "As long as people with a little common sense can see that this little girl is highly poisoned, don't say that she is my junior sister or a girl I don't know is injured and poisoned, I will also take her to seek medical treatment." In the eyes of the great monk, she is a young woman, and in my eyes she is a patient. ”

"Amitabha, the young man has taught him a lesson. Hearing this, he called the Buddha in his mouth, reached out and took out a red pill from his arms, and with a flick of his fingers, the pill had fallen into Nangong Shaoyou's hands.

Hearing this, he said: "Shaoxia, this pill is an antidote elixir given to me by an old friend ten years ago, hoping to cure the poison of my junior sister." ”

"I don't want it, give it back to him. Murong Feifei said very quietly.

"Fei Fei, eat it. Nangong Shaoyou put the pill into Murong Feifei's mouth, Murong Feifei obediently opened his mouth and swallowed it, Nangong Shaoyou smiled slightly.

"Shaoxia, Lao Qu dared to invite Shaoxia to go to Xue's house together, Lao Qu promised that no one would be embarrassed by Shaoxia, and then Shaoxia was evil or good, and everyone would prove it together. ”

Nangong Shaoyou said: "The master said to keep me safe, then I must be safe, firstly, the younger generation has always been alone, not limited by others, and secondly, the younger generation has to do important things to do in addition to treating the junior sister, and it is difficult to obey the fate." ”

"Amitabha!" Hearing the Buddha's name, his body was slightly on one side, and the four monks behind him immediately stepped forward to surround Nangong Shaoyou in the middle.

Nangong Shaoyou gently put Murong Feifei down, wrapped his left hand around her waist, let her head rest lightly on his left shoulder, and pulled out the Ice Sword with his right hand.

This is because the wooden stick hits Nangong Shaoyou's right shoulder, and the wooden stick sweeps Nangong Shaoyou's right arm, and the convenient shovel of this method is to the back, and the convenience of this book is to shovel to the chest.

Nangong Shaoyou sneered in his heart: "The Shaolin monk is obviously besieged by four people, but he doesn't attack my left, he is obviously despicable and wants to pretend to be benevolent!"

Nangong Shaoyou kicked the convenient shovel of Zhongbenjian with his right foot, and the long sword stabbed three times in a row, stabbing the wrists of the three monks and sending them first, and the three monks hurriedly retreated. Nangong Shaoyou calculated the direction, and the long sword suddenly stabbed from the armpit to the Benjian in the back, the original intention was that the sword stopped two inches in front of the Benjian's chest, intending to scare off the Benjian.

The other three monks didn't know that they thought that Nangong Shaoyou was going to be a killer, so they saved Zhao from Wei and hit Murong Feifei with a wooden stick, and the wooden sticks of the other two monks were convenient to shovel and hit Nangong Shaoyou's chest.

"I can't help it!" I heard that he flew over, like a big yellow eagle coming from the sky, grabbing the wooden stick and the convenient shovel with both hands, just now he was a kind and kind monk, and he didn't expect that he would be so quick when he made a move.

Knowing that Ben Yin is the most merciful, his stick will definitely not hit Murong Feifei, but where did Nangong Shaoyou dare to gamble on the compassion of the Shaolin monk with the life of the little junior sister, his body turned, and his back was stiff to eat Ben Yin's stick.

Because of saving his junior brother, he used all his strength when he shot, and calculated that the stick was on top of Murong Feifei's head and immediately stopped, at this moment Nangong Shaoyou pulled the distance closer by half a foot, where can he stop it, because he is an outstanding figure of the second generation of Shaolin monks, how deep his internal strength is, Nangong Shaoyou received a stick, his blood was churning, and he immediately endured it, and swallowed back a mouthful of blood that he was about to spit out.

At this time, the four monks had already retreated behind Wen, "Amitabha!" and said, "The young man came over to heal your wounds." ”

Nangong Shaoyou was willing to accept it, and said with a forced smile: "I'm fine." ”

Hearing this, he said: "Young man, the old man believes that the Xue family's affairs have nothing to do with you, and the old man will go to the Xue family to vouch for you." ”

Nangong Shaoyou couldn't imagine that Wen would say such a thing, so he looked at Wen suspiciously.

Wen Wen smiled and said, "Does the young man know what the old man did before he left home?"

"Please speak to the master. "Nangong Shaoyou's qi and blood are churning.

Wen Wen smiled and said: "The old man was a thief before he became a monk, robbing houses and houses, and doing everything!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Nangong Shaoyou was surprised, but even the four monks of their own generation were also surprised.

Wen Wen continued: " Once I entered the palace to steal treasures, was seriously injured by the palace guards, fortunately a painter in the palace rescued, to be able to save his life, and later became a brother with this painter, and then I met the master Juekong master, he accepted me as an apprentice, I also became enlightened into Buddhism, a few days ago I met the painter brother, he praised you, said to guarantee that you will not do such a thing, and let me go to the Xue family to check the corpse can know, but twenty-three lives, the old man does not try it himself is always not at ease, so let the four nephews besiege you, you can still hold one person with ease, Kunlun four knights if they really fight with you, it is impossible to still have a life, just now the young man showed mercy to the nephew of the master, and the sister who sacrificed his life to protect his sister, it is impossible for such a heart to do evil. ”

Nangong Shaoyou smiled: "That painter is a Liang madman?"

Wen Wen smiled and nodded, and then said, "Young Xia, let the old man heal your wounds." ”

Nangong Shaoyou picked up Murong Feifei and strode forward, without answering, he shook his head lightly and led the four monks down the mountain.

Nangong Shaoyou struggled to climb over the snowy mountain, only to see that the mountain was white and vast, and there was no end in sight, suddenly there was a surge of qi and blood, Nangong Shaoyou spit out two mouthfuls of blood, Murong Feifei asked, "What's wrong with Senior Brother?"

"Shaolin martial arts leader martial arts in the past thousand years is not in vain, a second-generation disciple is so powerful, if the old monk just made a move, I don't know if I can take him ten moves. "Nangong Shaoyoudao.

Nangong Shaoyou crossed his knees for a while before he felt his strength, but his true qi still couldn't function normally, he knew that if he didn't continue to heal his luck, it would be easy to suffer more serious internal injuries if he went on like this, but seeing that Murong Feifei's face did not improve, he could only continue to move forward.

Nangong Shaoyou held Murong Feifei and walked slowly, walking in the snow for two days, Murong Feifei had already fainted twice, each time Nangong Shaoyou reluctantly injected internal force into his body to maintain, Murong Feifei still had a fever last night, and the fever has not subsided until now.

Suddenly, Nangong Shaoyou saw that there seemed to be a temple in the middle of the mountain in front of him, and he was overjoyed, and strode towards the direction of the temple.

Nangong Shaoyou suffered internal injuries, and after two days of difficulty, he barely lost his true qi to Murong Feifei's injuries, and he had already suffered great internal injuries. Relying on a stubborn force to maintain it before, it is completely overdrawn at this time.

Nangong Shaoyou lay on the snow for half the weather, and couldn't lift a little strength, suddenly got angry in his heart, and out of nowhere, he got up, helped Murong Feifei who fell to the ground, held her in his arms, and then sat down leaning on the locust tree.

Nangong Shaoyou touched Murong Feifei's forehead, it was very hot, at this time Murong Feifei had already begun to talk nonsense, he didn't know what to say, and after a while, he seemed to be sober again, "Senior brother." Don't leave me. ”

Nangong Shaoyou said softly: "Senior brother will take care of you for a lifetime and will not leave you." ”

Murong Feifei smiled sweetly, and his tongue gently licked his dry lips, "I'm thirsty." ”

Nangong Shaoyou looked at where there was water, even if he had it, he couldn't find it, looking at the temple in the distance seemed to be getting more and more blurred, he regretted it in his heart, blaming himself for hurting the little sister.

Suddenly remembered a strange thought: "It doesn't matter if I die, I also want my sister to live for a while in the hope that someone will come to the rescue."

Nangong Shaoyou stretched out his hand and took out the sword that fell on the ground little by little, put his left wrist on the blade, how sharp the blade was, and immediately cut a hole, Nangong Shaoyou hurriedly stretched out his wrist to Murong Feifei's small mouth, Murong Feifei closed his eyes and slowly sucked.

Nangong Shaoyou cut his right wrist again and put it in Murong Feifei's mouth, and vaguely watched Murong Feifei's lips dye bright red, as if they had been dyed with lip grease.

Suddenly, a crisp voice seemed to come to my ears: "Master, there are two people there who have fallen under the tree. Nangong Shaoyou's eyes went dark and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Nangong Shaoyou woke up, felt that he was lying on the bed, and his body was covered with a quilt, and hurriedly shouted: "Feifei!"

I could only hear a kind voice in front of the bed and say: "Childe, please rest assured, the girl who was with Childe was poisoned by the snake venom of the strange snake, and the old man knows a little about medical science, and has helped her detoxify, and she should be fine after two days of rest." ”

Nangong Shaoyou fixed his eyes and saw that sitting in front of the bed was an old nun, about fifty years old, short in stature, and very kind.

Nangong Shaoyou hurriedly sat up, feeling that his internal breath was unimpeded, and Nangong Shaoyou immediately understood that it must be the master in front of him who was healing himself.

Nangong Shaoyou knelt on the bed and thanked Shitai, and Shitai hurriedly helped Nangong Shaoyou up: "Son's internal injury is just healing, rest more." ”

Nangong Shaoyou said: "Dare to ask Shi Taifa?"

"Old Ni Huijing. "Shi Taidao.

Nangong Shaoyou was taken aback, "Mrs. Shi is Mrs. Huijing, the head of Emei." ”

Mrs. Shi smiled: "It's Lao Nun." ”

Nangong Shaoyou couldn't imagine that the quiet, elegant, and short-lived master in front of him was actually the head of Emei, who was close to Shaolin martial arts.

Shi Tai said softly: "It is extremely rare for the younger generation to have internal strength like a young man. Dare to ask the name of the young man. ”

Nangong Shaoyou smiled sadly, "I am the notorious Nangong Shaoyou who is hunted down and killed in both black and white." ”

Master Hui Jing was slightly startled. After a while, he regained his quiet and elegant expression, and said softly: "The rumors of the rivers and lakes may not be true. I think Shaoxia is a righteous person. ”

Nangong Shaoyou knelt down again, and had an indescribable warmth towards this teacher: "Although Nangong Shaoyou misbehaves, he also knows what good and evil are. ”

Master Hui Jing motioned for him to sit down, "Nangong Shaoxia was chivalrous in his early years, and later served the country, leaving a chivalrous reputation, the people of the rivers and lakes are famous and reliant, how can they destroy their reputation, that day Shaoxia can go deep into the Mongolian military camp alone to help the orphan girl avenge his sister's humiliation, how could he do such a thing, I heard that Xue Daxia died from the fourteen sword piercing, if the disciples of Song Zixiu Daxia use the water to hit thousands of miles, Xue Daxia will definitely have ten swords in his chest, four swords in his back, and two swords in his legs. ”

Nangong Shaoyou was so surprised that he couldn't speak, this teacher who was as stable as a mountain knew everything about the rivers and lakes.

Mrs. Hui Jing continued: "Two days ago, the young man's life was hanging by a thread, and he fed his junior sister with blood, and he regarded death as home, how could he be a wicked person. Song Daxia was kind to me back then, and I saved his two apprentices today, which can be described as fate, Song Daxia is good?"

"Master is very good, living in seclusion in the Heavenly Palace, if Mrs. Shi has time to visit Tianshan Mountain, Master will be very happy. ”

"Okay, the poor nun has something important to do to know Emei, and the young man can rest assured that he can recuperate in this place, and no one will harass him. After saying that, he got up and went out.

Nangong Shaoyou also got up to visit Murong Feifei.