Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

father?mother?

Listening to Qiao Feng's address to the two old men who suddenly appeared, everyone present was confused for a moment.

The story of the Xingzilin incident has spread throughout the Central Plains martial arts community in the past few months, and even a lowly person knows more or less what happened. What's more, most of the attendees at the Juxianzhuang Conference were famous masters who were well-known in the martial arts world.

They all knew that Qiao Feng was a Khitan, and that his biological Khitan parents had passed away long ago. Then if you think about the two old people who appeared in front of you, you should be able to think that they are Qiao Feng's adoptive parents.

Didn't it mean that Qiao Feng killed his adoptive parents?

Xuannan looked at the sudden appearance of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife. Although he didn't know these two people, his face turned green for a moment, and his old heart was beating hard.

Bad thing!

This was the only thought in Xuannan's heart at this time.

Xiao Feng looked at the two well-behaved elders and was overjoyed. He asked, "Father, mother, where have you been during this time? The child is having a hard time looking for you!"

However, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife just watched Xiao Feng weep silently, unable to speak.

The scene was completely blown up. Many people turned their attention to Xuannan, the person with the highest status present: Shaolin said with certainty that Qiao Feng had killed his adoptive parents. What should he say now?

Murong Fu sighed and said: "Originally, I wanted to reduce the big matter to the trivial matter, and gently uncover this headless case. Shaolin has been established since the ancestor Bodhidharma came from the west, and the eminent monks of all generations have built a foundation that has been built over hundreds of years. , It’s a pity, alas!”

Xuannan's face turned the color of pig liver, and he said angrily: "Murong Fu, where did you find such an elderly couple to pretend to be Qiao Feng's adoptive parents, and then discussed with Qiao Feng in advance to perform such a double act. You can’t hide this from others, but you can’t hide it from me!”

After everyone heard this, they all felt that it made sense, and for a moment they cast suspicious eyes on Xuan Nan.

Murong Fu sighed: "Oh, it's clear on a clear day. Do these parents also scream randomly? Master, you keep saying that Qiao Feng killed his adoptive parents, but the master saw it with his own eyes? Is it true? evidence?"

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Xuannan was furious. To be honest, he had never seen Qiao Feng kill his parents with his own eyes. All of this was just a report by the Shaolin monk who was sent to protect Qiao Feng's adoptive parents. And even the original words of those Shaolin monks only said that Qiao Feng's adoptive parents were missing and might have been harmed by Qiao Feng.

Murong Fu said: "Shaolin keeps saying that Qiao Feng killed his adoptive parents, but I heard a completely different statement. However, it is not very convincing for me to tell this matter, and it is up to our witnesses to tell it. Tell me. Lord Quan, please come in!"

Everyone turned their attention to the door. This time, a middle-aged man in his early forties came in. The man's clothes were shabby and the original color could not be seen. He held a short sword in his hand and wore a scholar's scarf. He had a handsome face.

There was a great contrast between this temperament and the man's attire. Many people at the scene recognized the man's identity and greeted him one after another: "Master Quan? Why are you here?"

The person who came was none other than Quan Guanqing. At this time, he had a serious look on his face, and his eyebrows were so furrowed that they were about to boil. It was obvious that he was hiding something very important in his heart. After seeing Quan Guanqing's look, many people had a vague hunch that what he said next would be something extraordinary.

"Quan Xiucai? Why are you here to join in the fun?"

Wu Changfeng saw Quan Guanqing and took the initiative to say hello. Although he resented what Quan Guanqing had done in Apricot Grove, out of the friendship between Beggar Clan disciples, he still subconsciously got close to him and unconsciously called Quan Guanqing out. His nickname before he was expelled from the Beggar Clan was "The Scholar of the Ten Directions".

Quan Guanqing returned a salute to Wu Changfeng: "How are you doing, Elder Wu? How are you guys from the Beggar Clan? Heroes of Juxian Manor, Quan Guanqing, the former helmsman of the Beggar Clan's Great Gift Division, is here to greet you!"

Quan Guanqing's polite behavior made everyone feel good about him, and they all returned the favor, but at this time, no one could guess why Quan Guanqing was here.

Quan Guanqing said: "Quan Guanqing came here this time not for selfish reasons, but for justice. It is to expose the despicable and shameless methods of a famous sect to frame the blame to all fellow martial artists in the Central Plains!"

Quan Guanqing's words were shocking. Everyone thought: Everyone said that Quan Guanqing was expelled from the Beggar Clan. Could it be that this person was resentful and wanted to take this opportunity to add insult to injury to the Beggar Clan? Elder Xu of the Beggar Clan has not yet made it clear what happened, and he is still lying in the back! If another former helmsman of the Beggar Clan and a disciple of the Eight Pockets reveal some shocking information, then the reputation of the Beggar Clan in the martial arts world of the Central Plains will be shattered to pieces.

Everyone, especially the Beggar Clan members present, looked at Quan Guanqing nervously, waiting for what he would say next. However, Quan Guanqing reached out and pointed at the Shaolin people present: "Quan Guanqing. I am here to expose Shaolin’s crime of deceiving the world and stealing its reputation, and the hypocritical face of a thief who catches a thief! Even if he is retaliated by Shaolin afterwards and his body is shattered to pieces, he still has to speak out about it out of a common sense!"

Quan Guanqing's hand pointed like this, and the eyes of all the monks in Shaolin Temple twitched.

Xuanji's bad temper directly rebuked: "Quan Guanqing, although you were the leader of the Beggar Clan before, you can't just talk nonsense. How can you blaspheme the pure reputation of Shaolin?"

He used the lion's roar of Buddhism to destroy the enemy's soul. Everyone closest to Xuanji was shocked by this sound. They all felt their blood surge and felt very uncomfortable. They all retreated, staying away from Xuanji. At the same time, they looked at each other. There was a look of horror in his eyes: The world's martial arts originated from Shaolin. This statement is true. He is worthy of being the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world!

Quan Guanqing was stunned for a while, dizzy and unsteady. At this moment, a palm was placed on the back of his heart, and then a pure internal force was passed into Quan Guanqing along that palm. meridians of the whole body.

With the help of this inner force, Quan Guanqing's discomfort immediately disappeared. He bowed and saluted the owner of the inner force: "Thank you, Mr. Murong, for your help!"

Murong Fu nodded and sneered at the people in Shaolin: "Shaolin, you are so majestic. In front of the heroes of the world, you can't even let people speak. Okay, okay, okay!"

Murong Fu said three good words in a row, and glanced at Xuan Ji coldly. His cold eyes, combined with the aura around him, were like a sharp knife that cut into Xuan Ji's domineering aura. He was instantly deflated and stopped talking.

Everyone in Juxian Village also felt that Xuan Ji's behavior just now was a bit too overbearing. Although they did not dare to face the power of Shaolin directly, they looked sideways at everyone in Shaolin.

The entire Juxian Village was silent, not even the sound of a mosquito was heard for a while, all waiting for Quan Guanqing's next words.