Murong Fu died! The tenth generation of the leader of the Beggars' Sect died! And he died under the command of the former leader. The thoughts of the Beggars' Sect can be imagined and complicated. From the beginning, although they admired Xiao Feng's character and his superb martial arts, they drove him out of the Beggars' Sect because he was a Khitan. Then they met the first-pin hall of Xixia led by Helian Tieshu. They were almost wiped out in the grief and breeze. When Juxianzhuang fought, the Beggars' Sect was so majestic that they wiped out. From then on, they regretted it;

The death of Elder Xu Chongxiao, the destruction of the four elders of the Beggars' Sect, the law enforcement elder Bai Shijing, and the law-enforcement elder Quan Guanqing, Oh, later, the two of them colluded with each other and led the wolf into the room. Murong Fu came. Although he was a Xianbei person, he was also skilled in martial arts and was famous in the world. Although the disciples of the Beggars' Sect had grudges, they reluctantly accepted him;

Thinking that Murong Fu was a foreigner who had already lost his country after all, he had lived in the Central Plains for many generations, and his bloodline had long been harmonious. He thought that Murong Fu would lead them to make a name for himself like Xiao Feng and reshape the soul of the Beggar Sect! When facing the heroes in the world, every Beggar Sect disciple dared to say the truth, the Beggar Sect is the largest gang in the world! It’s a pity that everything was just a delusion! Until Murong Fu died!

Death is the greatest, dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, Xiao Feng did not do anything too much. Instead, he ordered the Beggar Gang disciples around him to send Murong Fu's body back to Murong Bo. Then, he jumped on the only high place where the crowd gathered here, on the pavilion, bowed his fists, and bowed to everyone first and then said:

"Everyone will do it for now! Listen to Xiao's words! Xiao knows that in your eyes, he is a foreign bandit in your heart! I also know that some people think that if they are not my race, their hearts will be different! But I still want to say something! Whether you listen or not."

Xiao Feng is indeed a kind and righteous man. After a heartfelt statement, he asked everyone not to do anything. Many disciples of the Beggar Gang were filled with tears in their eyes and could not help themselves. Even Han Wen couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Xiao Feng. It's indeed a good man, a good man! Ruan Azhu! You have to hurry up! It's hard to find such a good person!"

He had returned to the camp of the Xiaoyao Sect. Ruan Azhu happened to be standing beside him. He couldn't help but tease him. Azhu suddenly made a big blush and didn't know what to say. Instead, A Zi smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, nodded, and praised: "Yeah! It's good to let him be my brother-in-law! Dad! Why don't you beat him? Isn't that Li Qiushui still here?"

"I can't beat you anymore! I don't want to fight anymore! Haha! Besides, the senior sister probably doesn't want to make things difficult for Li Qiushui now! After all, she is also a person who grew up together! Even if there is a huge hatred, so many years of entanglements should have passed! Time is always the best healing medicine! You can ask your master now, and you still hate Li Qiushui for making trouble for her practice and becoming obsessed with it! I'm afraid she will definitely shake her head! She is almost a hundred years old, so she still has such a strong fighting spirit!"

Han Wen shook his head with a smile, and glanced at Tianshan Tonglao with a meaningful look. Tianshan Tonglao curled her lips and said nothing, which was a pity. Han Wen laughed louder, then put his hand on A Zi's head, rubbed her hair, and said, "I think that boy You Tanzhi is good! That's just that he can tolerate your bad temper? How about it? Think about it! Be kind to him?"

"No!" Ah Zi's eyes turned, obviously she was dissatisfied with the words and words of Korean. Generally speaking, although this girl was bad enough, she was not without a good side. Of course, this kind of goodness was just to treat people she liked. The reason why she liked Korean and had some small thoughts in her heart was not how handsome Korean was, nor how handsome he was, but how strong, barbaric, and bad human nature showed by Korean. It sounds strange, but that's it!

Just after Xiao Feng stopped speaking, an old voice said, "Good, good! Mr. Xiao is kind-hearted, and he thinks of the people of the world as his thoughts, it is really a bodhisattva." Everyone was shocked. Where did the sound come from? Why didn't he see anyone appear?

Just when everyone was surprised and confused, a thin monk in a green robe held a broom and staggered over the monks of Shaolin Temple and walked up to the front of the people. The monk was quite old, with a few sparse long beards that were all white, slow to move, weak in energy, and unlike his martial arts.

"Amitabha! I have seen all the donors!" The old monk sweeping the floor salutes together, looking harmless, Han Wen suddenly opened his eyes wide! This is the person he has been waiting for! It is conceivable that his heart is inspiring! He finally calmed down and walked out slowly!

"Master! I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Han Wen bowed his fists and kept a respectful attitude towards people who were much better than him. After giving the gift, Han Wen pulled out the sword behind him and said, "I have a sword! I'm called killing! I'll ask the master for advice!"

The sweeping monk was a little strange. He looked at Han Wen carefully and said suddenly: "So young, with such a heavy murderous aura on his body, and he also wore the token of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, the seven treasure ring. Oh! I think it is the 'lawless' Han Wen in the world, Han donor! Good! Good! Since you know that you are doing useless work, why do you still have to take action?"

"Because I am different from them! They are ignorant and fearless, and I know the inside story! So I want to know where the gap between me and you is! How big is it! This is very important! Please help the master! Offend!";

Taking a deep breath, Han Wen mobilized all his internal energy into the sword, and his aura also rose and rose again and again! He crushed his right foot on the ground, and the ground cracked! With a loud shout, Han Wen walked quickly on the lightning, and his hand was a sword containing all his strength, stabbing the monk who swept the floor!

This move, whether in terms of momentum, speed or strength, was extremely effective. It even used the last point Wuyazi taught him to consume internal energy at one time. The sword was sharp and the sword energy was scattered. Korean, moving forward!

"The murderous aura is too strong! It is not desirable! It is not desirable!" The old monk sweeping the floor did not dodge or dodge, but just chanted the scriptures in a low voice. Amid the screams of everyone, everyone thought that the old monk sweeping the floor would die, but what was next was a subversive scene. The Korean sword stopped one foot outside the old monk sweeping the floor and could not move forward in an inch!

"Roar—!", Han Wen's eyes were filled with blood! He changed his hands with one hand and stabbed the old monk in the sweeping floor with all his might. He could clearly feel a layer of soft film around the sweeping floor, a membrane made of internal force. His sword was not sharp enough, so he could only stab the film inside, but could not pierce it!

As the stalemate was in such a state of stalemate, the onlookers were also surprised and exclaimed repeatedly. Suddenly, after a harsh friction, Han Wen's sword stabbed into the inside, and moved forward like a bamboo shoot, and was already three inches away from the sweeping monk, about to stab his body!

It was about to stab, but it didn't. The black sword stolen from Juxian Village, known as a magic weapon, cracked and eventually scattered into pieces. Han Wen also took several steps back as if he had lost his strength, sweating profusely. After a while, a smile appeared on his face, his hands folded, bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice from the master!"

"I didn't give you any advice!" The old monk sweeping the floor shook his head, but there was a smile on his lips. God knew what the two of them were fighting? At this time, the heartbroken Murong Bo hugged Murong Fu's body, and his expression was dull and wanted to go out, but how could Xiao Yuanshan make him happy? He directly blocked him;

"Get out of the way!" Murong Bo was not angry, but just said calmly: "I want to bury my son first! Brother Xiao! You shouldn't even deprive me of such a little wish? Haha! I guess you must be very happy now, right? Well, my son is dead! He was humiliated by your son and then committed suicide!"

"Of course! I'm very happy now! You can feel my pain back then? This is retribution! Retribution!" Xiao Yuanshan sneered, and there was a sense of pleasure of revenge. Unlike Xiao Yuanshan who was resolutely lenient, Lin Butcher laughed three times and walked away with a humming little song!

"Brother Lin! Are you leaving now?" Han Wen still had a good impression of this butcher Lin. Seeing that he was leaving, he couldn't help asking. Butcher Lin didn't turn around, raised his hand from afar and waved his hand, and smiled: "Let's go! My revenge is avenged! I feel happy in my heart, and I'm going to go home and retire to the world, and never come out again! If you have time, go see the brother, and greet him with good wine and meat!"

"Sure!" Han Wen agreed with a smile, but sighed in her heart. After she left, how could she meet again?

"Two donors! Let's listen to the old monk's words!" Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were about to fight again, but this sound came from his ears. Turning his head, it was the sweeping monk who just fought with Han Wen. No, it was Han Wen who beat him but he didn't fight back;

The sweeping monk was originally more than ten feet away from them, and suddenly he approached him. Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were unaware of it. He was a little shocked and couldn't help asking: "Who are you? Why are you hiding behind us? How long have you been here?"

"Who am I? How long have I been here?" The monk sweeping the floor thought hard for a long time and said apologetically: "I can't remember the name. How long have I been here? I...I can't remember it clearly. I don't know if it was forty-two years or forty-three years. When this old layman Xiao first read the sutra at night, I...I have been here for ten years. Later... Later, the old layman Murong came. A few years ago, the monk Poluxing came out to steal the sutras. Alas, come and go, and you have to mess up the sutras in the pavilion, and I don't know why." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)

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