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Ling Xue who was standing by the side was stunned... Yuan Tian died?That's how he died?For some reason, Ling Xue suddenly felt heartache... uncontrollable heartache... She and Master Yuantian have known each other for decades, and the relationship is very delicate. There was a time when Ling Xue had a good impression of Master Yuantian... Unfortunately, later A series of events happened that made the relationship between Ling Xue and Master Yuan Tian tense...

Suddenly, Ling Xue regretted bringing Li Ming to Shaolin Temple. If she hadn't instigated Li Ming to come to Shaolin Temple, Master Yuantian would not have died...it was Ling Xue who killed Master Yuantian.

"Revenge for Master!!!"

When Grandmaster Yuantian died, all the disciples in Shaolin Temple became angry and rushed towards Li Ming madly, even Abbot Wuxiang lost his mind...

Li Ming was also very irritable at the moment. Seeing the disciples of Shaolin Temple rushing forward, Li Ming took advantage of them to vent his anger!

A vicious battle was staged in Shaolin Temple, the sound of fighting and shouting and killing shook the sky!

What will be the end result?

……

late at night.

Ma Xiaoyao was awakened by a piercing ringtone, opened his eyes, shook his dizzy head, and waited until his consciousness became clearer, then picked up the mobile phone from the bedside and connected: "Hello? Who is it? Call in the middle of the night The phone, let people sleep? It's too unqualified!"

"It's me..." A man's hoarse voice came from the phone.

Ma Xiaoyao was taken aback, why did his voice sound so familiar: "Brother Abbot? Is that you?" It seemed to be the voice of Abbot Wuxiang, but he was not sure.

"It's me." It was Wuxiang, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, who called.

"Why are you calling me so late?" Ma Xiaoyao asked suspiciously.

"...your master...is dead..." Abbot Wuxiang burst into tears suddenly: "Wuwen is also dead...many disciples are also dead..."

"What???" Ma Xiaoyao sat up suddenly, his eyes widened: "What did you just say? Tell me again!"

"Your master is dead..." Abbot Wuxiang cried, "Many disciples also died..."

"Boom!!!"

Ma Xiaoyao's head buzzed, and he became stupid... It took him a long time to recover, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were red: "Brother Fang Zhang, this kind of joke can't be played randomly... I won't be able to bear it... ..."

"I'm not joking with you, your master is indeed dead..." Abbot Wuxiang cried very sadly.

"What's going on? What's going on here!" Ma Xiaoyao asked with a trembling voice.

"It was Li Ming... It was Li Ming who killed your master..." Abbot Wuxiang cried and told the story.

Master is really dead?

It was Li Ming who killed Master!

Ma Xiaoyao's mind was blank, and he didn't even notice that his phone fell on the ground... At this moment, Ma Xiaoyao's heart ached so much that his body trembled uncontrollably, "Ah!!!" Ma Xiaoyao raised his head and roared, tears pouring down his face out……

"How could this happen? How could this happen!!!" Ma Xiaoyao cried heartbreakingly. In Ma Xiaoyao's heart, he had long regarded Master Yuantian as a relative, the closest relative. Now that Master Yuantian is dead, it is Ma Xiaoyao was implicated to death... All of this was caused by Ma Xiaoyao...

"Master... my master..."

"Master...it was the disciple who killed you...the disciple is not filial..."

"It's all my fault...it's all my fault..."

Ma Xiaoyao slapped himself while crying, and within a moment, Ma Xiaoyao's face was swollen.

Ma Xiaoyao cried for half the night, tears streaming down his face, his throat was hoarse, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked crazy... The sun rose slowly, and the dazzling sunlight shone on Ma Xiaoyao through the window. It was warm, but Ma Xiaoyao's heart is extremely cold...

One day and one night, Ma Xiaoyao locked himself in the room, without eating, drinking, or sleeping for a whole day and night, and the whole person just sat on the bed and cried bitterly...

"Buzzing..."

The phone vibrated again, and it rang dozens of times throughout the day and night, but Ma Xiaoyao didn't answer it.

After a while, the phone stopped vibrating, but not long after, the phone rang again...

The phone rang over and over again, and Ma Xiaoyao finally had a slight reaction. He turned his head and glanced at the phone blankly. After a moment of sluggishness, he slowly bent down, picked up the phone, and pressed it Press the answer key.

"Thank God, you finally answered the phone." Abbot Wuxiang's voice came from the phone: "I called you dozens of times, but you didn't answer...Junior Brother Ma, I know you are very sad now, but you are dead. If you can’t be resurrected, you’d better think about it... The most important thing now is to find a way to get revenge! You can’t let your master die in vain!”

"Revenge!" A stern light flashed in Ma Xiaoyao's eyes: "Yes, revenge! This revenge must be taken!"

"Junior Brother Ma, plan your revenge slowly. That Li Ming is really terrifying..." Abbot Wuxiang said in a bitter voice, "There are also Ling Xue, Gongsun Rou, Su Yun and Xu Ran... the five of them joined forces, The strength is too strong..."

"Where are you now?" Ma Xiaoyao asked in a deep voice.

"Hiding in a barren mountain, out of hundreds of Shaolin Temple disciples, only a few dozen escaped, and the others... died in battle..." At the end of the speech, Abbot Wuxiang's tone became sad.

"Hundreds of people only took out dozens of people!" Ma Xiaoyao clenched his fists violently: "Li Ming! I, Ma Xiaoyao, swear: I will cut your corpse into thousands of pieces! If I don't kill you, I will never be a human being in my life!"

"Junior Brother Ma, I'm calling you mainly to tell you that Li Ming and the others are looking for you, you must hide it well, and don't let them find you." Abbot Wuxiang warned.

Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "I know, I won't let them find it."

"The enemy is powerful, we can only avoid it for the time being. Endure the humiliation and bear the burden. After we have the ability to take revenge, we will seek revenge from them!" Abbot Wuxiang said helplessly.

The two chatted for more than half an hour before ending the call.

Ma Xiaoyao pondered for a moment, picked up his mobile phone and called Tang Mingchuan: "Old Tang, do you know anything about Shaolin Temple?"

"Shaolin Temple? How about Shaolin Temple?" Tang Mingchuan asked suspiciously.

"The Shaolin Temple has been washed with blood!" Ma Xiaoyao said word by word: "My master, Master Yuan Tian, ​​died in the battle, and hundreds of disciples took out only a few dozen..."

"What?!" Tang Mingchuan was taken aback: "Shaolin Temple was bloodbathed? Master Yuantian died in battle? This... this... Xiaoyao, are you sure you're not joking with me?" It's not that Tang Mingchuan didn't believe Ma Xiaoyao's words, but that the news was too too shocked.

"It's not a joke, it's true." Ma Xiaoyao let out a breath.

"...What's going on?" Tang Mingchuan asked in a deep voice.

Next, Ma Xiaoyao recounted the incident in detail...

"Li Ming? It's this guy!" Tang Mingchuan was furious: "It's lawless! Xiaoyao, don't worry, I will report this to the superiors immediately, and I will never let them go easily!"

"Please." Ma Xiaoyao thanked him.

"Wait for my news." After leaving a sentence, Tang Mingchuan hung up the phone.

Ma Xiaoyao put down his cell phone, sat on the bed and thought silently, if the officials were willing to intervene in this matter, then Li Ming and the others would be overwhelmed.

At noon, Tang Mingchuan called Ma Xiaoyao: "Xiaoyao...I...I..." Tang Mingchuan spoke hesitantly.

"What? Something happened?" Ma Xiaoyao's heart sank.

"I reported the Shaolin Temple affairs to the superiors, but the superiors were very indifferent, as if they were unwilling to intervene in the Shaolin Temple affairs..." Tang Mingchuan said bitterly.

Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched fiercely: "So many people died in Shaolin Temple, and the murder was committed in broad daylight. Could it be that the officials just watched?"

"The superiors said that this is a grievance between the Jianghu and the Jianghu. It is inconvenient for the officials to intervene." Tang Mingchuan said: "Since ancient times, the Wulin Jianghu has been a special group. The relationship between them and the official is very delicate. On the one hand, the official needs the help of the Wulin The power of the rivers and lakes to do some things, on the other hand, the government also has to guard against the martial arts world, to guard against those martial arts people causing trouble, the ancients said: "Heroes use martial arts to break the law! Those martial arts people love to make trouble because of their superb skills... These In the past few years, it has caused headaches for the officials... What the officials most want to see is martial arts sects fighting each other and being jealous. As long as these sects are not harmonious and united, they cannot threaten the official. Do everything possible to suppress and destroy..."

"What exactly do you want to express?" Ma Xiaoyao became more and more confused the more he listened.

"Let me tell you this, Shaolin Temple has always been the leader of the martial arts sect, the uncrowned king of the martial arts, and other sects also look up to Shaolin Temple. In the past, when the government wanted to suppress other sects, Shaolin Temple would stand up to obstruct it It makes the officials very embarrassed... Now Shaolin Temple has suffered heavy losses and its strength has been greatly damaged, which is exactly what the officials are willing to see..." Tang Mingchuan explained.

"The government wants to weaken the strength of the martial arts sect. I can understand this. When a person has strength, his character will become arrogant. It is indeed easy to cause trouble. I have no objection to suppression, but you can't let those gangsters do anything wrong?" Ma Xiaoyao said The culprits are naturally Li Ming and others.

"Of course the government won't let Li Ming and the others act recklessly. If my guess is correct, the government has already set their sights on Li Ming and the others. As long as Li Ming and the others go too far, the government will definitely intervene." Tang Mingchuan said.

"Extraordinary? Isn't the bloodbath of Shaolin Temple considered an outlier?" Ma Xiaoyao asked angrily.

"I told you just now that the Shaolin Temple is a martial arts sect, and the disciples of the Shaolin Temple belong to the martial arts people. The martial arts people are a special group. The official will generally not intervene in the grievances and hatred between them. If Li Ming and others dare to attack ordinary people , the officials will definitely intervene," Tang Mingchuan said.

Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "I understand, there are two kinds of people in martial arts and ordinary people. When martial arts people are killed, the officials will not easily intervene. Is that what you mean?"