Traveling through the heavens begins with shooting the eagle

Chapter 138 Labor and Capital Shu Daoshan
Hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan asked, "Oh? Daoist Li, do you have a way to force that old thief Murong out?"

Li Chuan nodded and said, "I do have a method, maybe you can try it."

After saying that, Li Chuan leaned over and untied the sack at his feet, revealing the contents of the sack. And what was in the sack was actually a person!
Everyone in the scene raised their eyebrows when they saw this. Although many people had noticed before that when Li Chuan and the others entered the temple, they brought a bulging big sack with them, but no one expected that there was actually something in this sack. Pretending to be alone!

And immediately, someone recognized the identity of the person in the bag.

"Huh? Isn't this Mr. Murong from the Murong family in Gusu?!" the fat monk exclaimed in shock.

Li Chuan smiled and said: "Yes, this person is none other than Murong Fu!"

When they caught Murong Fu in the apricot forest, Li Chuan and Qiao Feng had already planned to use him as bait to lure out Murong Bo. Now it was time to use him.

Xiao Yuanshan immediately understood what Li Chuan was thinking: "Do you want to use Murong Fu's life to force Murong Bo to show up?"

"This is an excellent method. Murong Bo only has one son, and he still expects him to continue the family line. I don't believe that the old thief can watch his only son die here!"

Xiao Yuanshan stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Murong Fu's neck, lifted him up from the ground, held him high in the air, and shouted loudly.

"Murong Bo! Look who is the person in my hand?!"

"I'll count to three. If you still do that, I'll break your son's neck and make you a dead man!"

"One! Two"

call out!
A rushing sound of breaking wind suddenly struck from the side towards Xiao Yuanshan, but when Murong Bo saw that his son was about to die at the hands of Xiao Yuanshan, he could no longer sit still and quickly struck out with a joint finger force from a distance. To save Murong Fu.

But Xiao Yuanshan had been on guard against him for a long time, and in an instant he used Murong Fu as a human shield, blocking him in front of him.

'You old bastard, you finally couldn't bear it anymore! Xiao Yuanshan sneered secretly in his heart.

Full of malice, he lifted Murong Fu in front of him to block Murong Bo's clasped fingers.

It would be a relief if the old thief killed his own son with his own hands!

However, Murong Bo was also an old and cunning man. When he made the move, he had already thought that Xiao Yuanshan might use Murong Fu to block the gun. Therefore, this seemingly terrifying attack was actually just a feint, but in vain. It's just superficial, it can't hurt anyone at all.

The next second, a black afterimage suddenly shot out from nowhere and swept into the field as if teleporting. It suddenly came from behind Xiao Yuanshan and pressed his palm towards his heart!
And this person is none other than Murong Bo!
"Be careful!" Qiao Feng warned, raising his hand and hitting Murong Bo with a Dragon Subduing Palm.

bang bang
In an instant, a burst of bombardment like exploding beans erupted in the field. Murong Bo, who came in suddenly, first slapped Qiao Feng with his backhand, and then was hit in the chest by Xiao Yuanshan, who turned around. He fell back instantly.

However, at the cost of receiving a slap from Xiao Yuanshan, he succeeded in snatching Murong Fu from Xiao Yuanshan's hand.

In an instant, Murong Bo pulled away with Murong Fu, wanting to evacuate this place, but how could Xiao Yuanshan let him do so, and chased after him in one step.

"Old thief Murong, you can't run away!"

Murong Bo had no choice but to throw away Murong Fu in his hand. He hit Xiao Yuanshan with his backhand and shouted loudly. "Original Lord Dalun! Please, out of past kindness, help me and help me save Fu'er!"

Among the crowd, one person suddenly jumped out of the crowd, flew into the air, caught Murong Fu in mid-air, grabbed his shoulders and brought him back to the ground.

I saw that this person was none other than Jiumozhi, but I didn't expect that he would also come to the Shaolin Temple to watch the fun. Murong Bo also spotted him and asked him to help.

And it turns out that Jiumozhi and Murong Bo had a close friendship. Even in such a situation, he still helped him take over Murong Fu.

"Are you the Tubo Imperial Preceptor Jiumozhi?" Qiao Feng looked at Jiumozhi with a cold face and said, "Today is the grudge between my father and son and that old thief Murong. Imperial Preceptor, you really want to have a hand in it." ?"

Jiumozhi's eyes flashed slightly and he said: "Master Qiao, the young monk and Mr. Murong have known each other many years ago, and they are close friends."

"Mr. Murong was kind to the young monk back then. Now that he has asked for help, the young monk has to help."

"I have said that when the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass took place, Master Murong was not even born yet, so this grudge cannot be attributed to him, right?"

"You know it's true that no harm can come to the family. Is it possible that Master Qiao also wants to kill Master Murong to vent his anger?"

As he spoke, Jiumozhi instantly felt that he was on the right side.

"In addition, Qiao Daxia and you used Master Murong's life as a threat to force Mr. Murong to show up. Isn't this behavior contrary to chivalry?"

"The young monk had previously heard that people from the martial arts community in the Central Plains praised you, Mr. Qiao, as a great hero, a great man, and a heroic man. But now I see that your behavior of holding Mr. Murong hostage and threatening Mr. Murong is inconsistent with the rumors!"

"Hmph!" Qiao Feng snorted coldly, "Why did the imperial master use words to provoke me? If Murong Fu hadn't changed his name to Li Yanzong and ambushed us in the apricot forest together with Helian Tieshu from Xixia Yipintang, how could he have been killed by me and me? Can Daochang Li be captured?"

"You say he is innocent? Then in our Central Plains Wulin, those heroes who have been harmed by him and Yipintang over the years, are they not innocent?"

Hearing this, Jiumozhi couldn't help but hesitate in speaking.

When the Jianghu people present heard this, their faces showed a strange look.

My dear, like father, like son? Thirty years ago, I, Murong Bo, spread false news in the arena and stirred up troubles. This son, Murong Fu, was not willing to be lonely and joined the Xixia Yipintang under a pseudonym. There is no good thing between father and son!
On the other side, Murong Bo, who was fighting fiercely with Xiao Yuanshan in the field, saw the hesitation on Jiumozhi's face. He couldn't help but became anxious and said quickly again.

"King Dalun Ming, please protect Fu'er. When things come true, I will definitely be satisfied with what you ask for!"

"Even if I really die here today, as long as Fu'er is still alive, he will definitely fulfill the agreement on my behalf!"

When Xiao Yuanshan saw that Murong Bo actually dared to pay attention elsewhere, he also snorted angrily.

"Hmph! How dare you be distracted! Today, Xiao will kill you on the spot to comfort the soul of Xiao's deceased wife!"

(End of this chapter)