Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

With a muffled groan, the white shadow flashed again, and he returned to the original spot, Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu were all caught in his hands.

Whoa!

This change in a short period of time caused an uproar in the entire Shaolin Temple Square.But no one dared to make a sound.Except that idiot.

As the host, Shaolin Temple also had to come forward.Xuanci said: "Amitabha, you master the art of arresting people, I don't know what you want to do?"

Murong Fu was wiped out by Xieyun's palm, his whole body was weak from the beating.

"Brother Bai!!"

Seeing that Bai Ziyang restrained Murong Fu, and turned his eyes to Wang Yuyan, Xiao Feng couldn't stand the constant teasing of Azhu next to him, and said with a sad face.

There is only a crisp sound of "pop"

Wang Yuyan's face was full of tears, she touched her face with her right hand, her eyes were full of innocence and anger.On the other hand, most of the other heroes showed "unbelievable" in their eyes.

And A'Zhu even covered her mouth with her right hand, controlling the sound she wanted to make.

It turned out that Bai Ziyang slapped Wang Yuyan right after he finished speaking. This slap was not only crisp, but also hard. It made Wang Yuyan cry, and half of her face was red and swollen.

Bai Ziyang said indifferently: "In this fight in the rivers and lakes, let alone a reminder, even a word may cause one person to be disadvantaged. You are not from the rivers and lakes, but you are looking for death by talking about the rivers and lakes!!! If you are not Wan'er's younger sister, the scholar is really going to slap you to death."

After finishing speaking, Bai Ziyang threw her out. At this moment, a white shadow caught her, and a clear and melodious voice came out: "You brat, you really don't know how to strike!"

"What did you do to her, let Miss Wang go!" I never thought that Duan Yu was indeed a fool, standing on the high platform and shouting, even his parents couldn't stop him.

Bai Ziyang raised his eyes and saw that he just slapped him in the air.

Duan Zhengchun was surprised, and quickly pointed out, "Bang!"The father and son took off and went out.

"Her grandma disciplined her, what kind of business do you want you fool to meddle in?"

Li Qiushui, dressed in white gauze, tapped Wang Yuyan's acupoints, and said in a harsh voice, "You brat, why didn't you beat him and his son to death with one palm?"

"You're happy to kill me. Don't bother me with your family." Bai Ziyang said lightly, then turned his head to look at Xuanci: "Okay, the trivial matters are done, it's time to get down to business."

"Brother Xiao must also want to know the person who spread the news about the Yanmen Pass massacre thirty years ago."

"Who is it?" Xiao Feng was very excited when he heard the result.Emotions arouse him, fists clenched.His father didn't want to tell him the lead brother, he had thought that the lead brother had a lot of background, but the person who spread the news was his father and he didn't know who it was.

Bai Ziyang didn't hold back any more, and talked eloquently: "It is said that thirty years ago, there was a master in the Jianghu. , what this person does on the surface is just to deceive others, but behind the scenes, he is using money and power for his own use."

"En?" Hearing the story he told, all the heroes paid attention, especially when they heard about the Jianghu incident thirty years ago, some seniors also paid serious attention, wanting to hear the truth.

"Why is he like this?" Xiao Feng frowned, although he only wanted to know the enemy, he also understood that the story should have a purpose, so he asked.

"Stupid! Really stupid... I have already told you that Mu Rong's family is a descendant of Xianbei. If you think about it thirty years ago, who else would have such a reputation and act like this? Fake news to Shaolin to provoke Song Dynasty Liao hatred!"

Suddenly, Xiao Feng lowered his head and said bitterly: "Murong Bo!" Remembering that the old thief died thirty years ago, Xiao Feng was extremely depressed.

Murong Fu's face changed slightly, and he shouted: "Demon, stop talking nonsense here, spouting blood, my father passed away..."

"Who said Murong Bo is dead!"

Xiao Feng suddenly looked at Bai Ziyang, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Bai, what do you mean?!"

Xuan Ci stared at Murong Fu closely, thought for a moment in his heart, and asked, "Does Mr. Bai have evidence?"

"I've seen it before. I remember meeting a gray-robed monk when I first arrived in Dali. I don't know if he was out of his mind. He came to snatch the scholar's horse, and I slapped him at that time. If you don't believe me, go dig Murong's house. The ancestral graves naturally know the truth!" Bai Ziyang's words were simple and straightforward, and the crowd nodded, eager to try.

Murong Fu glared at him, and Bai Ziyang smiled at him: "Of course there is another way. Now I will slash Murong Fu to death with one palm. He is Murong Bo's only seedling. Murong Bo is really alive. Now he must show up, or he will never be seen again!"

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A gray figure swept across the air like a big roc, and rushed towards him.

Bai Ziyang carried Murong Fu with a smile on his face.At the same time, Xiao Feng raised his hand as a palm and hit the gray figure.

"clap clap"

Only three clapping sounds were heard, the two faced each other in the air, each turned around and turned back, the green bricks under their feet flew everywhere, Xiao Feng stood firm with a solemn expression.

On the other hand, the gray figure is the same, standing proudly, unmoving, with gray monk robes all over his body, and a gray mask on his face.

"Old benefactor Murong Bo Murong, you falsely sent the news that day that Khitan warriors would come to Shaolin Temple to seize martial arts classics. I believe it. I never expected that the old benefactor is a descendant of the royal family. I am really disrespectful!!"

After the two stood firm, Xuan Ci stepped forward to face the gray figure, but spoke first, with a bit of resentment in his words, which seemed to be a kind of "relief".

Speaking of which, Xuanci is considered smart, after listening to the story Bai Ziyang narrated, he knew that he had nothing to hide, so he immediately revealed his identity as the leading brother.

Hearing Xuan Ci's words at this time, Murong Fu's mind exploded, staring blankly at the man in gray, his mouth felt parched and his mind was full of random thoughts.

When the heroes suddenly heard Xuan Ci say the word "Murong Bo", they were all shocked.Because Murong Bo was indeed famous in the past thirty years, even if the people present had heard the story before, they knew in their hearts that he had died a long time ago.There are even many seniors who have personally attended Murong Bo's funeral and personally verified Murong Bo's death.

"Hahaha! Master Abbot is very polite, but Mr. Bai actually guessed that I, Murong Bo, had faked my death, and arrested my child to persecute me. The old man has appeared, can you let the old man's only son go?!" The man in gray laughed again, and finished speaking After speaking, he tore off the mask on his face, revealing his original appearance.

"Father!" Murong Fu was held by Bai Ziyang, his whole body was limp, and he shouted in surprise when he saw that his father was not dead.

At this moment, the group of heroes suddenly realized that Murong Bo really didn't die, and that thirty years had really been a fake death.

Many eminent monks in Shaolin Temple reacted even more, hurried down the steps and stood beside Xuanci one after another as a backup.

But at this moment, the mutation reappeared, and another black figure flashed out from the crowd, shouting loudly: "Go to hell, dog thief"‖!"