This old monk is compassionate and fanatical, his voice is resentful, his eyes are looking at the half-naked fragrant skin and snow bones of Wen Xiang'er, the master of the second palace, and the lustful light in his eyes, how can there be the solemn atmosphere of the "Shaolin" monk back then?

Tang Taizong, who was as black and fat as a donkey, laughed in a dark voice on the side: "Tang has no appetite for these two old witches, Meng Xiaodong's little chick is left to me, and it is not in vain for the younger generations to help the seniors get out of trouble and take revenge!"

Murong Bao echoed: "Brother Tang also gets a piece of the pie, along the way, this little girl has fought a little bit of her own color, and she has been calling us for a while, this resentful brother has been holding back for a long time, and it just happened that the two of us were defeated in two rounds." ”

Meng Xiaodong, who was bandaging the unconscious palace master Wen Tear, turned pale with anger, and said angrily: "You hypocritical martial arts scum are simply inferior to pigs and dogs!"

Uncle Murong and the others laughed, and in the midst of the laughter, suddenly, a cough sounded behind the boulder!

Cough lightly.

Meng Xiaodong heard it, his heart was shocked, and he shouted in surprise: "Uncle Leng!"

Uncle Murong's nephew and the others stopped laughing abruptly, and they were shocked, and they all looked behind the boulder, and their respective weapons in their hands couldn't help but clench tightly!

Wen Xiang'er, the master of the second palace, covered her chest with her hands, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and smiled bitterly at the boulder: "Leng Beicheng, are you finally willing to come out to see me?"

With a few heart-touching coughs, a person slowly turned out from behind the boulder.

The man's hair was unkempt and silvery, and he looked so sloppy and haggard, but his eyes were sharper than a knife. Although in the dark, the outline of his face still looks so distinct, especially his eyes and nose, which are even more impressive.

His eyes were deep and bright, full of wisdom and warmth, and his gaze was full of boredom, mockery, but great sympathy.

His nose is straight and straight, symbolizing his strength, integrity, and fearlessness!

Although the corners of his eyes are wrinkled, they make him look more mature, attractive, and secure, making people feel that he can be trusted and relied on.

This is exactly what most teenage girls dream of as a man.

He bent down and coughed lowly, the sun shining on his head, his hair stained white with sorrow and sentimentality. Although he was tall and handsome, he looked very haggard, and he wore a sickly face all the year round, and he bent down and coughed from time to time.

- Leng Beicheng, he is really a very ordinary person.

"Uncle Beicheng—"

Meng Xiaodong threw herself into the man's arms like a forest, lively like a loach, arching back and forth in Leng Beicheng's arms.

Leng Beicheng petted Meng Xiaodong's head dotingly, and said softly: "I often hear Brother Dongye mention your little girl, Dongye and Lingzun Meng have always been good ......."

Murong Bao said in a trembling voice: "Leng Beicheng, this matter has nothing to do with you, please leave quickly!"

Before the words fell, Zhu Xiangtian, the ninth master of Zhu beside him, suddenly gave Murong Bao a resounding slap with his backhand, and scolded sharply: "Ignorant junior, how can Mr. Beicheng be rudely expelled?"

Murong Bao's face was hot and painful, his eyes looked at this underworld predecessor with resentment, he covered his face and didn't dare to make a noise, and peeked straight to his uncle Murong Heishan for help.

In Murong Heishan's heart, it seems that he is also quite jealous of Zhu Xiangtian, the big man in charge of the "Yangtze River" waterway and the "Seventy-two Serial Docks", after all, as one of the two kings of the "Power Gang", Zhu Jiu Taiye, has the support of Cai Jing, the first powerful minister today, and is the ranking of one of the "four friends" of the head of the family, Murong Feifei, in the "Power Gang", he is still two levels lower than the surname Zhu, and he is even more easily offended;

I saw Zhu Xiangtian, who had a messy beard and a mighty body, took a big step forward, and said in a loud voice: "Eleven years ago, the Yangtze River's 'Seventy-two Serial Docks' led by Zhu was provoked and rebelled by the traitors of the 'Dongting Lake King' Pang Taishi, and put Zhu's entire family under the knife. It was Mr. Beicheng who was righteous, did not avoid the knife and axe, went down the 'Yangtze River' waterway alone, fought with his tongue, moved with affection, knew with reason, three days and three nights, and after several twists and turns, he persuaded the seventy-two leaders to take the rebels to release the hostages, and plead guilty to Zhu someone, and the brothers got back together. Today's incident, Zhu apologized!"

After speaking, Zhu Xiangtian waved a knife to cut off one of his left arms, endured the severe pain, and bowed twice to Leng Beicheng, "Immortal Dragon" Long Bushi held Zhu Jiu Taiye, and said with an agitated expression in the face of Leng Beicheng: "On that day, the eunuch Li Yan committed murder, and beat his brother Dali Siqing's 'Iron Courage Yushi' Long Ao Gu on the street. ”

After that, Long Bushi supported Zhu Jiu Taiye, ignoring Murong's uncle and nephew's obstruction, turned around and strode straight down the mountain to leave.

Leng Beicheng coughed lightly: "The grievances are clear, this is really the true character of the husband!"

He then slowly walked to the Great Compassion Monk, coughing lightly and said: "In the past, Beicheng received a request for help from the abbot of your faction, the Great Fool Zen Master, and learned that the master disappeared mysteriously. Many years have passed in a trance, but you and I didn't expect today's situation. ”

The old face of the Great Compassion Monk was red and purple, cloudy and uncertain.

Leng Beicheng didn't see how to move when he spoke, and he had already sucked Tang Taizong, who was two feet away from the Great Compassion Monk's array, in the air and grabbed it in his hand. Tang Taizong had no power to resist at all, and said in shock: "It is rumored in the martial arts that Mr. Beicheng has never killed a person since he returned to the 'Liangcheng'......

Leng Beicheng coughed and said: "When Beicheng was a teenager, he had several connections with Tang Yun and the second son of Tang Yun and Tang of your sect's 'Instrument Sect', and he didn't want your life yet, so hand over the antidote to the 'centipede dart'......"

The faint voice of the palace lord Wen Tear came from behind and said, "Beicheng...... No need to ...... 'centipede dart' of 'Tangmen' to yin to poison...... There is no cure in the world......"

Leng Beicheng looked mournful, grabbed the stump hand of the palace master Wen Tear in the air, and choked up: "Beicheng is late......"

"It's not too late...... It's not too late......" The palace master Wen Tear'er's pale face was full of joy, and he struggled to sit up from Meng Xiaodong's arms, and muttered: "Before you die...... I can see my grandfather...... Tears have no regrets in this life......"

Leng Beicheng shed tears and said softly: "Tears, you should hate Beicheng's ......"

The palace lord Wen Tear said happily: "Don't hate, don't hate, you can get the love of the lord with tears, and I am willing to die, the lord cares about tears after all......" took a few breaths, and turned his eyes to the second palace lord Wen Xiang'er, who was crying silently in the distance, the deformed hand tightly grasped Leng Beicheng's hand, and said desperately: "Take care of my sister...... She's a pathetic ...... People ......"

The palace master Wen Tear smiled, fell into Leng Beicheng's arms, and there was no sound.

Meng Xiaodong was heartbroken when he saw it, and his shoulders twitched silently......

Leng Beicheng knelt on the ground, his expression was sluggish, like a clay sculpture, motionless.

Uncle Murong and nephew glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and made it difficult together!

The two long swords of Murong's uncle and nephew stabbed down three inches away from Leng Beicheng's back, as if they were blocked by a layer of invisible qi, and they could no longer stab in.

The two of them were shocked, and they worked together, only to hear two "clicks", and the two long swords broke into four pieces in the air.

Leng Beicheng didn't look back, and said lightly: "Let's go." ”

The second princess, Wen Xiang'er, said hatefully: "You can't let these ungrateful dog slaves go, Leng Beicheng, you kill them for the palace!"

Leng Beicheng coughed and said, "Xiang'er, when is the time for retribution?"

The Great Compassion Monk burst out with a sneer, came out of the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "How can our 'Murong' family's ten years of work be ruined in one fell swoop, today I will teach you that this pair of dog men and women will die without a place to be buried!"

Leng Beicheng looked at the Great Compassion Monk and suddenly asked, "If Beicheng is not bad, the common surname of the master before he became a monk should be the compound surname 'Murong', right?"

"Not bad. The monk of great compassion took another step forward and raised his head and said: "The name of the poor monk is 'Murong Heishi', a descendant of the imperial family of the 'Dayan' empire, and the son of the 'Murong family' of Gusu, when the poor monk was six years old, he was renamed and sent to the 'Shaolin Temple' by the head of the family, Mr. Murong Feifei, in order to move later; I tried my courage and practiced martial arts hard, and finally climbed to the first seat of the 'Luohan Hall', and my status was only below the three senior brothers......"

Murong Heishan said: "And at this time, the old man traveled to the southwest, collected medicinal materials, and inadvertently, found that the 'other side flower' outside the 'Netherworld Valley' contains a special toxin, extracted to charm people's minds, greatly improve people's potential ability, once made into an elixir, our 'Murong' family's children can dominate the world under the uniform, then the 'Great Yan' empire is expected to be restored, the rivers are unified, within the four seas, only I' Murong clan 'is the only one!"

As he spoke, Murong Heishan spread his hands out, his expression was fanatical, and he was fascinated.

The Great Compassion monk said: "I received the news from my clan brother Murong Heishan, so I immediately secretly gathered a group of black and white masters such as Long Zhutou, Zhu Jiu Taiye, Cui Ghost Craftsman, etc., and rushed to the 'Netherworld Valley' to rendezvous, intending to set foot in the 'Netherworld Palace' in one fell swoop and take the 'Flower on the Other Side' for myself; After a pause, he said: "Lengbeicheng, you and I have a relationship, but it is about my 'Murong' family's hegemony, and the great compassion can only be offended!"

(Markne)