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The second sound is Ye Erniang's slap on Xu Zhu's chest, the muffled sound, like beating leather, Xu Zhu's whole body was beaten flying several zhang, fell to the ground heavily, there was no sound in a blink of an eye.

Chapter 66 The Death of Ye Erniang 118

"Hey!" Seeing this scene, Xuan Ci sighed heavily. ∮ Magazine ∞ Bug ∮

And following Xuanci's strike this time, and his blurting out "Second Niang", in the presence, except Xiao Yuanshan, Duan Yanqing and a few people who already knew the secret, the rest of the people, be they righteous or evil, were all on the same page. There was a loud bang, and the expressions on everyone's faces were astonishment, horror, contempt, anger, fear...these were all kinds and colors, it was really indescribable.

Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin, has always been compassionate. The image of an eminent monk of great virtue and wisdom is shown to others. He is highly respected and admired by everyone in the martial arts world. The tragic death of thousands of innocent babies fell on deaf ears.

Right now, the forces of the Righteous Way are confronting the forces of the Vulture Palace, and all the heroes are headed by Shaolin. However, seeing a big battle is imminent, Xuanci has been exposed to such an unbearable secret, and his hypocrisy is even more contemptible and shameless. It's a lowly, lowly warrior, at this moment he can't help cursing and sarcasm in his heart, wondering whether it is appropriate to entrust his life to the command of such wicked people?

And compared with Xuanci, it seems that even the Vulture Palace may not be the first-class evil way!

There was a lot of commotion at the scene, the righteous forces alliance headed by Shaolin and the Beggar Gang already had mixed feelings, but because of Xuan Ci, the hearts of the people were even more shaken at this time.

The leaders of the various factions at the scene all had their own secrets, although they secretly slandered Xuan Ci for being duplicity, but this time is definitely not the time for internal strife!

Only Ye Erniang stared blankly at the flustered young man Xiao Yuanshan was holding, and begged: "You promised me, as long as you kill this monk, you will let my son go!"

With a bang, Xiao Yuanshan threw the young man away casually, and saw Ye Erniang's face beaming with joy, but Xiao Yuanshan showed a smile on his face, this smile made Ye Erniang feel extremely terrifying and cold, as if her heart was frozen in an instant average.

"Ye Erniang, do you really think he is your son?" Xiao Yuanshan pointed at the young man and asked.

"He is my child, I recognize the nine ring scars on his back—!"

"Yes! But I remember that your child has nine scalding scars on his back, buttocks and buttocks. If you look carefully, are these the scars you scalded back then?" Xiao Yuanshan asked hesitantly.

Ye Erniang was extremely panicked, she stared at the ring scar on the young man's back, suddenly her pupils shrank, and then let out a roar, rushed forward, took off the young man's pants, stared straight at the young man's Fart, Butt: "No, why is there no ring scar?"

This was an extremely absurd and funny scene, but everyone present couldn't laugh.I just felt a chill suddenly come from my heart.Because of the next sentence Xiao Yuanshan uttered.

"Ye Erniang. You have killed other people's children all your life, and today you finally killed your own child. Can you still sing a nursery rhyme? Hahaha!" Xiao Yuanshan turned his eyes to the young monk Xu Zhu who was lying on the ground, Finally laughed.

"I killed my own son? No! Impossible! You are lying to me, you must be lying to me?" Ye Erniang roared crazily.

"Why should I lie to you? If you don't believe me, why don't you go and have a look yourself? See if his back, butt, and butt are the scars you left behind. You must look carefully this time!" Xiao Yuanshan teased Generally speaking.

Ye Erniang's feet and legs were sore and soft.Her face was pale, she stumbled and ran towards Xu Zhu, it was only a short distance, it seemed like there was a world of distance, she stood up and then fell, fell down and got up again.

Xuanci's figure flickered, came to Xu Zhu's side, opened the latter's skirt, and took off the monk's trousers.The next moment, the already old face seemed to be more than ten years old.Almost fainting on the spot, he let out a long sigh: "Injustice!"

Ye Erniang finally crawled over.Kneeling beside Xu Zhu's body, his hands are trembling, his eyes are staring straight at him, he doesn't say a word, he seems to be stunned and stupid.

"Second Mother!" Xuan Ci stretched out a hand, wanting to go over to support her.

Ye Erniang suddenly burst into laughter, the laughter was crazy and shrill, with a kind of indescribable despair: "Retribution! This is retribution! It's just why is retribution on my child, why?"

She screamed several times in a miserable voice, but the voice stopped abruptly, Xuanci was startled, saw that Erniang Ye had already broken her pulse, but her eyes were still looking at Xu Zhu.

Everyone in the martial arts present and even the nearly thousand suffering masters were also shocked when they saw this scene.

Xuan Ci tightly closed his eyes, sighed, then stood up tremblingly, looked at Murong Bo, then at Xiao Yuanshan, clasped his hands together and said: "So ruthless, so poisonous! It's just that Xu Zhu The child is pure in nature and kind-hearted, but he has no crime, so why do you want to kill him!"

"Hey! If it were an old man, this kid would be slaughtered at will! But Bai Xiaosheng didn't nod, old man Xuanci, why didn't you probe into that little monk's heart, and buried that little monk in his body?" A ray of innate zhenqi protected his heart, and it was just a fake death."

Xiao Yuanshan snorted and said: "That one didn't intend to kill this little monk, but just wanted Erniang Ye to get what she deserved."

Chen Mo really disdains to take action against ordinary people who have no resistance. Of course, the other party intends to take revenge, which is another matter, but according to Xu Zhu's pissed nature in the original book, he probably didn't have any idea.

"So that's how it is!" Knowing that Xu Zhu is not dead, Xuanci felt a little relieved, and then stared at Xiao Yuanshan: "But the old monk couldn't figure it out, what enmity do you have with me and Erniang? You took our child away 24 years ago , and is still relentless today.”

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"What's the grudge? Hahaha!" Xiao Yuanshan laughed, and suddenly pulled off the black scarf underneath, revealing a square Chinese character face, but many warriors present couldn't hide their shock, and exclaimed "Ah", continuously Absolutely. ∧magazine∏magazine∏worm∧

"Khitan thief Xiao Feng?!"

Xuanci took several steps back, staring at Xiao Yuanshan: "So it was you, you are not dead."

"That's right, it's me! Old man Xiao Yuanshan, in the battle of Yanmen Pass, you led the warriors from the Central Plains, killed my beloved wife, and made me lose my wife and son! This old man has kept his name incognito for 30 years, just to avenge the separation of his wife and children."

Everyone in the arena was in an uproar, when suddenly the clothes were broken, a figure shot into the arena, Xiao Feng stared at Xiao Yuanshan closely, bowed down on the ground, and shouted tremblingly: "You...you are my father... "

Not to mention how Xiao Feng met Xiao Yuanshan, Xuan Ci committed suicide after revealing the mastermind behind the Yanmen Pass battle.After Xiao Feng and his son learned the truth and the news from the Vulture Palace, they went to the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty to find out who was behind the scenes.

The group of heroes watched the three leave quietly, but did not move to keep them, leaving them with inexplicable sighs.

You read it right, there were three of them, behind Xiao Feng was a pretty, pretty, snow-white woman, all in purple shirt, petite and dainty.

Chen Mo is here, so he can probably guess that the woman is the little girl A Zi. After Ding Chunqiu was killed, Wu Yazi didn't investigate the others, but the Xingxiu Sect fell apart without the leader.

And it's no surprise that Azi left Xingxiu Sea and ran into Qiao Feng at Yanmen Pass, and it's no surprise that there was no spark between the two of them without Azhu.

Of course, how could this end in front of the mountain gate? After the Lord left, Wu Xindong continued to speak loudly, "Duan Yanqing, the master promised you that as long as you come here, I will tell you about that Guanyin back then. This person It is Dali Zhennan King Duan Zhengchun's official wife, Dao Baifeng, in order to avenge Duan Zhengchun's flirting, she randomly found someone outside, and that person is you."

"What!" Duan Zhengchun, who had been wearing a cuckold all his life, couldn't sit still under the teasing gazes of all the heroes.

"By the way, Prince Duan, the master once said that Duan Yu was not your own. Your only son was strangled to death by Kang Min. Duan Yu was the son of Prince Yanqing." Wu Xindong did not forget. Opening added.

Next, after the favorite green hat wholesaler himself was also worn, he became angry and began to fight with Duan Yanqing. The heroes said that they would not intervene in such a favorite thing. There is also a sour smell at work.

At this time, Chen Mo and Wu Yazi had also stepped into the scripture storage pavilion. An old monk with a gray beard and a skinny appearance was holding a broom and was cleaning the scripture storage pavilion. Seeing Chen Mo's arrival, Also startled, turned and continued to sweep the floor with his head down.

Chen Mo has such good eyesight, the change at that moment did not escape his eyes, it seems that this old boy Wu Yazi didn't tell him some things, judging by the old monk's reaction, it seems old.

Chen Mo looked at the spotless Sutra Pavilion, and suddenly said: "Old monk, this Sutra Pavilion is as clean as a mirror, and the dust is gone, so why do you need to sweep it again?"

"And even if you sweep the place clean, you still can't get rid of the dust in your heart. People in Buddhism shouldn't be lingering on external things, so why are you obsessed with this superficial work?"

The sweeping monk sighed, still sorting out the scriptures in the pavilion. After a while, he said: "Even if it's superficial work, it's better to do it than not to do it at all."

Chen Mo thought for a moment, clapped his palms and smiled: "That's right, the old monk's words are right! But I have done a lot of superficial work, but I don't know if I can still remember my true colors?"