Chapter 31
"According to my guess, Miracle Physician Xue spread the hero posts to discuss how to deal with Qiao Feng. This 'enemy of the king of hell' is jealous of evil, and I heard that he has a close relationship with Master Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan of Shaolin Temple."
Xiang Wanghai said, with a hint of admiration in his tone.
"That's right. I don't think there's any other major issues besides Qiao Feng's evil deeds in the Jianghu. Brother Xiang, Brother Qi, come here, let's drink a few catties of white wine and have a good talk tonight."
Hearing this, Qiao Feng didn't want to stay for a long time, and turned back to A'Zhu's room.
A'Zhu, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, saw that his face was pale and rather ugly, so he couldn't help asking.
"Uncle Qiao, have you met an enemy? Are you injured?"
Qiao Feng has been in the world for many years, and this is the first time he has been so contemptuously despised by others, and a sense of arrogance rises from his heart.
"No. It's not difficult for those ignorant people to spread rumors and slander Qiao. It may not be so easy to hurt me."
Turning his gaze, Qiao Feng looked at A'Zhu.
"You stay here to rest tomorrow, and I'll come back as soon as I go."
In the words, there was a look of contempt and arrogance, A Zhu felt admiration and fear in his heart, he only felt that this person was completely different from Mr. Murong, and there were many similarities.
"Uncle Qiao, I'll go with you. I can change my appearance. If I take a rest tonight, I can recover a lot of energy."
Seeing that A'Zhu's face was pale, but his tone was very firm, Qiao Feng felt a sense of admiration.
In today's Jianghu, the only person who regards herself as a friend is probably the little girl in front of her, but she was seriously injured in the end, so it is better to stay here to cultivate.
"Don't worry, Qiao is not a person who doesn't keep his word. I'll go back as soon as I say, and I'll definitely come back safe and sound."
In the tone, there was a sense of pride in the past despite thousands of people. Seeing this, A'Zhu's eyes couldn't help being blurred for a moment, and then returned to calm.
In the early morning of the vertical day, Bao Qianling, Xiang Wanghai, Qi San and others who had been hungover all night were awakened by a loud shout.
Quickly picked up their respective weapons, but found that there was a small piece of white paper pasted on it, with four small words 'Qiao Feng worships' clearly written on it.
The three of them looked at each other, terrified in their hearts, Qiao Feng had tampered with him in his sleep last night, if he wanted to take the lives of the three of them, it would be easy for him.
Among them, Bao Qianling was extremely ashamed, what he was doing was the business without money, the matter of the gentleman on the beam, and with his ability, Qiao Feng got close to him at night, and he didn't realize it until now.
Knowing that Qiao Feng had no intention of hurting anyone, Bao Qianling still yelled at the door for his own sake.
"Bao's head is on the neck, Brother Qiao, whenever you want to take it, come and get it at any time! Your Excellency even killed the master and adoptive parents, why should you show mercy to casual acquaintances?"
Qiao Feng cupped his fists and smiled, and said slowly to the three of them.
"Brother Bao, I haven't seen you for a long time. I admire him. I heard that the 'Yan Wang Enemy', Miracle Doctor Xue, spread a lot of heroic invitations. I also want to see and see, so how about going with the three of you?"
Hearing Qiao Feng's words, the three of them couldn't help being taken aback. This hero conference was held just to deal with you, and you actually want to go there with us?
After a moment of silence, Bao Qianling spoke slowly.
"This hero's banquet is held in Juxian Manor, seventy miles away, if Brother Qiao is willing to go, that would be great."
"Bao Qianling said something beforehand. There will be no good meeting at the meeting, and there will be no good banquet at the banquet. Brother Qiao's departure will be a disaster. No wonder Bao Qianling didn't take care of it in advance."
Qiao Feng smiled lightly.
"Brother Bao's kind intentions, I accept it with all my heart. Since the hero banquet is held at Juxian Manor, the host of the banquet must be the two heroes of the You family?"
"It's easy to inquire about the location of Juxian Village. The three of you will go first, and the little brother will go there in an hour. Let everyone prepare well."
Seeing Qiao Feng turn around and leave, Bao Qianling and the three looked at each other, whispered for a while, and rushed to Juxian Village together.
A'Zhu, who was hiding in the dark, heard these words, made up her mind in her heart, and prepared to follow up to find out.
In Shaolin Temple, Ye Wuxin had a serious face, and walked firmly into the distance with a broom in his hand.
Today, he has to face the most arduous chore since his rebirth, cleaning the Sutra Pavilion.
The Sutra Pavilion, the most mysterious place in Shaolin Temple, not only stores the Buddhist scriptures of the entire Shaolin Temple, but also the unique copies of the 72 stunts of the Shaolin Temple.
The most important thing is that Tianlong's number one master sweeper monk hides in the Sutra Pavilion and sweeps up fallen leaves.
Although it would be embarrassing to have several ribs broken by Qiao Feng's palm in the end, the three-foot air wall still shocked all the heroes in the world, and even Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo who had gone mad were able to save them.
The profundity of internal strength and the profoundness of Buddhism are rare in the world.
That being said, Ye Wuxin had been sweeping the fallen leaves all day, let alone an old monk, he had never even seen a monk, which made him quite helpless.
'Calculating the time, the battle of Juxianzhuang should have started. It would be a pity to miss this excitement. Why is it not my home game now? '
Sweeping the fallen leaves one by one, until after the sun went down, an old monk walked to the steps with a broom in his hand.
The old monk was wearing a green robe, with a thin body and a few sparse long beards that were all white.The action can be said to be slow, and it looks weak.
"Amitabha, it's getting late, child, you should go back first."
"It's getting late, the old man should be more careful."
Ye Wuxin saluted respectfully, turned to leave, but muttered in his heart, come out with a broom in the middle of the night, is there something wrong with the worldly experts?
After carrying the broom and going down the mountain on his own, Ye Wuxin's eyes fell on the scripture storage pavilion in the distance, with a delicate expression on his face.
'It's a pity that the exchange mall is not open, otherwise copying all 72 stunts will definitely get a lot of emotional points. '
The sun was setting and it was getting late.
At the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, a group of old novice monks hurried back with gloomy faces.
Xuan Nan, the head of Bodhidharma Academy, had broken cuffs, and had an extremely gloomy old face, while Xuan Ji, the head of Nagarshu Academy, had a complex expression, silently chanting scriptures.
Ye Wuxin, who saw this scene from a distance, bowed his head in thought, with a delicate expression.
After the battle at Juxian Village, he did not escape after all, You Tanzhi's family was also destroyed and he was exiled everywhere.Time, luck, and fate. '
Inside the Daxiong Palace, two old monks, Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan, fully revealed the results of the battle at Juxian Village.
After hearing that Qiao Feng was rescued by a man in black, Xuan Ci put his palms together with a calm expression.
"Everything is fate. Since Qiao Feng was saved by someone, let him go, Amitabha."
XuanNan remained silent, while Xuan Ji nodded with a complex expression.
If Qiao Feng hadn't let him go at the critical moment, he might have died in Juxian Manor long ago.
A group of old monks of the Xuan family left, Xuan Ci faced the Buddha statue with complicated eyes.
All the murders were caused by him, but for the reputation of Shaolin Temple, he still can't apologise with death.
Perhaps, dying at the hands of Qiao Feng was the end of his life.
(End of this chapter)
"According to my guess, Miracle Physician Xue spread the hero posts to discuss how to deal with Qiao Feng. This 'enemy of the king of hell' is jealous of evil, and I heard that he has a close relationship with Master Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan of Shaolin Temple."
Xiang Wanghai said, with a hint of admiration in his tone.
"That's right. I don't think there's any other major issues besides Qiao Feng's evil deeds in the Jianghu. Brother Xiang, Brother Qi, come here, let's drink a few catties of white wine and have a good talk tonight."
Hearing this, Qiao Feng didn't want to stay for a long time, and turned back to A'Zhu's room.
A'Zhu, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, saw that his face was pale and rather ugly, so he couldn't help asking.
"Uncle Qiao, have you met an enemy? Are you injured?"
Qiao Feng has been in the world for many years, and this is the first time he has been so contemptuously despised by others, and a sense of arrogance rises from his heart.
"No. It's not difficult for those ignorant people to spread rumors and slander Qiao. It may not be so easy to hurt me."
Turning his gaze, Qiao Feng looked at A'Zhu.
"You stay here to rest tomorrow, and I'll come back as soon as I go."
In the words, there was a look of contempt and arrogance, A Zhu felt admiration and fear in his heart, he only felt that this person was completely different from Mr. Murong, and there were many similarities.
"Uncle Qiao, I'll go with you. I can change my appearance. If I take a rest tonight, I can recover a lot of energy."
Seeing that A'Zhu's face was pale, but his tone was very firm, Qiao Feng felt a sense of admiration.
In today's Jianghu, the only person who regards herself as a friend is probably the little girl in front of her, but she was seriously injured in the end, so it is better to stay here to cultivate.
"Don't worry, Qiao is not a person who doesn't keep his word. I'll go back as soon as I say, and I'll definitely come back safe and sound."
In the tone, there was a sense of pride in the past despite thousands of people. Seeing this, A'Zhu's eyes couldn't help being blurred for a moment, and then returned to calm.
In the early morning of the vertical day, Bao Qianling, Xiang Wanghai, Qi San and others who had been hungover all night were awakened by a loud shout.
Quickly picked up their respective weapons, but found that there was a small piece of white paper pasted on it, with four small words 'Qiao Feng worships' clearly written on it.
The three of them looked at each other, terrified in their hearts, Qiao Feng had tampered with him in his sleep last night, if he wanted to take the lives of the three of them, it would be easy for him.
Among them, Bao Qianling was extremely ashamed, what he was doing was the business without money, the matter of the gentleman on the beam, and with his ability, Qiao Feng got close to him at night, and he didn't realize it until now.
Knowing that Qiao Feng had no intention of hurting anyone, Bao Qianling still yelled at the door for his own sake.
"Bao's head is on the neck, Brother Qiao, whenever you want to take it, come and get it at any time! Your Excellency even killed the master and adoptive parents, why should you show mercy to casual acquaintances?"
Qiao Feng cupped his fists and smiled, and said slowly to the three of them.
"Brother Bao, I haven't seen you for a long time. I admire him. I heard that the 'Yan Wang Enemy', Miracle Doctor Xue, spread a lot of heroic invitations. I also want to see and see, so how about going with the three of you?"
Hearing Qiao Feng's words, the three of them couldn't help being taken aback. This hero conference was held just to deal with you, and you actually want to go there with us?
After a moment of silence, Bao Qianling spoke slowly.
"This hero's banquet is held in Juxian Manor, seventy miles away, if Brother Qiao is willing to go, that would be great."
"Bao Qianling said something beforehand. There will be no good meeting at the meeting, and there will be no good banquet at the banquet. Brother Qiao's departure will be a disaster. No wonder Bao Qianling didn't take care of it in advance."
Qiao Feng smiled lightly.
"Brother Bao's kind intentions, I accept it with all my heart. Since the hero banquet is held at Juxian Manor, the host of the banquet must be the two heroes of the You family?"
"It's easy to inquire about the location of Juxian Village. The three of you will go first, and the little brother will go there in an hour. Let everyone prepare well."
Seeing Qiao Feng turn around and leave, Bao Qianling and the three looked at each other, whispered for a while, and rushed to Juxian Village together.
A'Zhu, who was hiding in the dark, heard these words, made up her mind in her heart, and prepared to follow up to find out.
In Shaolin Temple, Ye Wuxin had a serious face, and walked firmly into the distance with a broom in his hand.
Today, he has to face the most arduous chore since his rebirth, cleaning the Sutra Pavilion.
The Sutra Pavilion, the most mysterious place in Shaolin Temple, not only stores the Buddhist scriptures of the entire Shaolin Temple, but also the unique copies of the 72 stunts of the Shaolin Temple.
The most important thing is that Tianlong's number one master sweeper monk hides in the Sutra Pavilion and sweeps up fallen leaves.
Although it would be embarrassing to have several ribs broken by Qiao Feng's palm in the end, the three-foot air wall still shocked all the heroes in the world, and even Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo who had gone mad were able to save them.
The profundity of internal strength and the profoundness of Buddhism are rare in the world.
That being said, Ye Wuxin had been sweeping the fallen leaves all day, let alone an old monk, he had never even seen a monk, which made him quite helpless.
'Calculating the time, the battle of Juxianzhuang should have started. It would be a pity to miss this excitement. Why is it not my home game now? '
Sweeping the fallen leaves one by one, until after the sun went down, an old monk walked to the steps with a broom in his hand.
The old monk was wearing a green robe, with a thin body and a few sparse long beards that were all white.The action can be said to be slow, and it looks weak.
"Amitabha, it's getting late, child, you should go back first."
"It's getting late, the old man should be more careful."
Ye Wuxin saluted respectfully, turned to leave, but muttered in his heart, come out with a broom in the middle of the night, is there something wrong with the worldly experts?
After carrying the broom and going down the mountain on his own, Ye Wuxin's eyes fell on the scripture storage pavilion in the distance, with a delicate expression on his face.
'It's a pity that the exchange mall is not open, otherwise copying all 72 stunts will definitely get a lot of emotional points. '
The sun was setting and it was getting late.
At the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, a group of old novice monks hurried back with gloomy faces.
Xuan Nan, the head of Bodhidharma Academy, had broken cuffs, and had an extremely gloomy old face, while Xuan Ji, the head of Nagarshu Academy, had a complex expression, silently chanting scriptures.
Ye Wuxin, who saw this scene from a distance, bowed his head in thought, with a delicate expression.
After the battle at Juxian Village, he did not escape after all, You Tanzhi's family was also destroyed and he was exiled everywhere.Time, luck, and fate. '
Inside the Daxiong Palace, two old monks, Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan, fully revealed the results of the battle at Juxian Village.
After hearing that Qiao Feng was rescued by a man in black, Xuan Ci put his palms together with a calm expression.
"Everything is fate. Since Qiao Feng was saved by someone, let him go, Amitabha."
XuanNan remained silent, while Xuan Ji nodded with a complex expression.
If Qiao Feng hadn't let him go at the critical moment, he might have died in Juxian Manor long ago.
A group of old monks of the Xuan family left, Xuan Ci faced the Buddha statue with complicated eyes.
All the murders were caused by him, but for the reputation of Shaolin Temple, he still can't apologise with death.
Perhaps, dying at the hands of Qiao Feng was the end of his life.
(End of this chapter)
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