The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 68

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Qiao Feng and his son, Murong Fu and his son, actually started discussing how to destroy the Great Song and how to lead the Daliao and Dayan to dominate the world in front of so many fellow Wulin of the Great Song Dynasty in front of a large audience. In the eyes, unscrupulous.

At this moment.

"Amitabha, Mr. Murong, when I heard that my master went to the west, I was very sad. It turns out that my husband has been living here in seclusion, and there are other deep meanings. I am very happy to see you today. It has been a long time."

When the four of them were confronting each other, a voice sounded, and immediately after that, a figure was seen flying up to the roof of the Sutra Pavilion, and came in front of Murong Bo.

Kumochi!
"Hahaha, because of family and country affairs, I pretended to be dead, and let Master miss you."

Seeing that the person who came was his old friend Jiumozhi, Murong Bo stroked his beard and said with a smile.

This old boy really hasn't left Shaolin yet!It seems that dogs of a feather are really like birds of a feather, people are divided into groups, and birds of a feather flock together.

Xiao Jun, who was standing on the shaft of the chariot, saw Jiumozhi who suddenly appeared, curled his lips, thinking to himself.

"How dare, how dare, Mr. taught me back then, and gave the Shaolin 72 stunt gist to the young monk, and I remembered it in my heart. Seeing that Mr. is still alive today, I am really happy."

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and said with a smile.

Looking at Murong Bo and Jiumozhi who started to reminisce about the old days as if no one else was around, Qiao Feng couldn't help but snorted coldly, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Hearing this cold snort, Murong Bo took a few steps forward and pointed at Qiao Feng and his son.

"The Xiao family and his son are willing to kill me, what do you think, Master?"

Murong Bo looked at Jiumozhi, and said slowly, with a look of satisfaction in his brows and eyes, as if he felt that he had an extra chance of winning.

"Hehehe, since the little monk and the master are close friends, how can they stand by and watch?"

Jiumozhi seemed to have guessed the meaning of Murong Bo's words, he spoke bluntly and expressed his position.

"Hmph! Today's matter, regardless of life or death, I will never let it go! Even if you trick everyone into becoming enemies with my father and son, I, Xiao Feng, have no fear! Accept it!"

Qiao Feng snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face, just as he finished speaking, he slapped Murong Bo with his palm, accompanied by a roar of tigers and dragons!
Murong Bo didn't dare to catch it forcefully, turned his body slightly, and used the force of his palm to draw away Qiao Feng's palm force. For a moment, rubble flew all over the place, which shows how strong Qiao Feng's palm is.

"You really called Beiqiaofeng in vain. You pretended to be a hero but forgot that you were a courtier of Daliao. You only remembered your own personal enmity, but ignored Daliao's foundation. I think you have been assimilated by the people of Daliao long ago. I forgot where I came from!"

Murong Bo was still shocked, took two steps back, shook his head, and said in disappointment.

"I don't need you to tell me who I am! With the nature of your Murong family, even if we, father and son, help you revive Dayan, I'm afraid you will turn your back on Daliao at that time, don't try to hide it from me!"

Qiao Feng said coldly, unmoved at all.

"The salary of eating the king, the matter of being loyal to the king, and not thinking of serving the country, how can you be worthy of Daliao!?"

Murong Bo questioned loudly, as if the one he wanted to revive was not Dayan, but Daliao.

"Have you ever seen the tragic scenes of Song and Liao killing each other at the border?! Have you seen the people of Song and Liao, the scene of their wives and children being separated, and their families destroyed? Song and Liao have finally stopped fighting for decades. If the swordsmen rise again, Song Liao iron cavalry will fight tit for tat, how many Song people will die, and how many Liao people will die?!"

"We beat a man whose blood flowed like rivers and whose bones were like mountains, yet let your Murong family wait for an opportunity to revive the country of Yan. I, Xiao Feng, have been loyal to Daliao and served the country. It is to protect the land and the people. It is definitely not for the sake of killing people to take land and make meritorious deeds!"

Qiao Feng looked at Murong Bo coldly, and said boldly, firmly.

After hearing Qiao Feng's words, Xiao Yuanshan couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, his heart seemed to be enlightened for a moment, and his face was full of relief.

"Goodness, goodness, Daxia Xiao has a benevolent heart. It is really a bodhisattva's heart to care about all the people in the world."

At this moment, an old voice came and entered the ears of everyone present.

Everyone couldn't help being stunned for a moment, looking around, looking for the owner of the voice.Immediately afterwards, I saw an old monk hunched over, holding a broom, striding out from the back of the Sutra-Depository Pavilion. He walked very slowly, but moved extremely fast. He had already reached the Sutra-Depository Pavilion in a blink of an eye. in front of the door.

It's finally here, old man!

Xiao Jun, who was standing outside the crowd, finally smiled when he saw that the sweeping monk was innocent. The person he was waiting for finally came.

The five people standing on the roof of the Sutra Pavilion also saw the floor-sweeping monk below, and couldn't help but look at them all, with suspicious expressions on their faces.When this person appeared nearby, none of them even noticed.

"How long have you been hiding here?!"

Murong Fu looked coldly at the old monk who was sweeping the floor, and shouted sharply.

"The benefactor is asking how long I have been hiding here?"

Wuzui said without turning his head, still sweeping the piles of fallen leaves on the ground, his tone was calm, although the voice was very low, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"Yes, who else but you!?"

Murong Fu replied coldly.

"I can't remember clearly either, whether it was 40 years or 50 years."

Innocent thought for a while, shook his head and said.

After hearing his words, the five people on the roof all frowned, feeling a little puzzled.

Especially Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, they have been hiding here for decades, but they have never seen this old monk at all.

"When Layman Xiao first came to peek at scriptures, I had been here for more than ten or twenty years."

Wuzui continued to speak slowly, sighed after speaking, and shook his head, as if recalling many past events.

"Later, Layman Murong also came, and you came and went, flipping through the scriptures in the pavilion, and I don't know why."

Innocence said slowly while recalling.

"How is it possible? I've never seen you."

Xiao Yuanshan frowned, shook his head and said.

"The old man has never seen him."

Murong Bo on the side also began to agree.

"The two of you are obsessed with martial arts classics, and you have no distractions. It's not surprising that you haven't seen them. Since the first time Layman Xiao borrowed the Wuxiang Jie Finger Manual, the layman has already entered the way of the devil. It's a pity, it's a pity."

The innocent monk shook his head, and while talking, he returned to the place he just swept away, and swept away the leaves that had been blown away by the wind again, but just after sweeping, the leaves were blown away by the wind again, but he unexpectedly Unmoved at all, seems to enjoy it.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid it would have been popular long ago, and they would even throw away the broom and ignore it.

"You, how do you know so clearly?! Who are you!?"

Xiao Yuanshan looked at innocent in surprise and couldn't believe his ears.

Although they haven't met each other, the old monk seems to know everything and knows everything like the back of his hand, which makes Xiao Yuanshan's spine feel shivering.

(End of this chapter)