In front of the meditation room, he Xie listened to the movement in the first room and immediately pushed the door in.

Qiao Feng, who followed behind him, hesitated slightly, and immediately touched him. When he came to the door, he Xie whispered, "where is it? Say it and spare your life! "

What? Where?

Qiao Feng was puzzled.

Then he heard another voice, frightened and said, "in the Taoist temple..."

Soon I heard a "pop".

Qiao Feng was surprised. Before he could react, he Xie went out of the door and closed the door.

"You killed him?" Qiao Feng asked in surprise and anger.

"Of course not!" He Xie answered, and immediately stepped on his feet, and his body suddenly flew away to the distance.

Qiao Feng hesitated slightly. He still gritted his teeth and quickly entered the meditation room. He saw a little monk lying on the bed, not knowing life and death.

He came forward quickly and sniffed the little monk.

Not dead! He breathed a sigh of relief.

Without hesitation, he hurried out of the door and chased him in the direction he Xie had just left.

He was worried that he would delay for so long and lose someone, but as soon as he passed through a Tallinn, he saw he Xie's figure not far away, and his heart was relieved.

They walked in front of each other, turned left and right, and soon came to a courtyard. There are three big characters engraved on the plaque at the gate of the courtyard - Zhengdao courtyard.

He Xie was about to go in when he suddenly moved and hid behind a tree.

Qiao Feng was puzzled and hurried to get close to He Xie. Unexpectedly, he heard the sound of the door bolt just in front of the tree. He was surprised. Then he understood why he Xie wanted to hide and hurried to speed up. Almost at the moment when the gate was opened, he flew behind he Xie.

It's taboo for Wulin people to approach people from behind, because others will think it's a sneak attack. Qiao Feng just wanted to explain that he didn't mean any harm, but unexpectedly, the masked man in front was almost indifferent to his approach. He let him fall behind and didn't even look back.

Qiao Feng was a little surprised. He was close to this man now. Just now, if he had any evil intention, he was afraid that this man had fallen under his control. Was this man not afraid of his sneak attack?

But when the gate was opened, a little monk ran out crying and hurried to the distance.

"Your Excellency is not afraid of my evil intentions?" When the little monk went away, Qiao Feng couldn't help asking.

He Xie's head didn't return, and there was a slight smile in his eyes: "you're not a villain."

After saying this, he immediately swept his body and hurried out to the gate of the courtyard.

Qiao Feng hurried to follow.

They almost entered the yard with their front and rear feet. He Xie went straight to the only house in the east of the yard and listened to the wall.

Qiao Feng was behind he Xie, learning from him, but he only heard a weak cough. It sounded that the people inside seemed to be seriously injured.

He was wondering, but he Xie sighed and muttered, "it's still late."

His voice was not small, and the people inside immediately noticed it and said, "good guests are far away, why can't they linger?"

Qiao Feng was shocked. How could he not hear that this was the voice of Xuan Ku, his mentor!

He Xie looked back at Qiao Feng, pointed to the roof and said, "go up and listen."

"What are you going to do?" Qiao Feng said in a deep voice.

He Xie smiled: "I came to save him. I didn't expect to be a step late. If you want to know who did it to him, you'd better listen to me."

Qiao Feng was full of doubts and was about to continue asking questions, but he Xie took two steps forward, opened the door and went in directly.

He hesitated for a moment and would follow as soon as he gritted his teeth. It sounded as if his mentor had been seriously injured. This man acted suspiciously and had no purpose. As a disciple, how can he sit and watch?

But just then, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming here outside the hospital, and there were at least ten people listening to the sound.

He was shocked and hesitated. He sighed and jumped onto the roof.

He lay on the roof and looked into the distance. He was lucky!

I saw at least seventeen or eight people rushing here from a distance. Looking only at their body methods, they all have good martial arts. They must be Shaolin eminent monks.

Qiao Feng's mind turned a hundred times. Suddenly he heard a voice coming from the room under him. He quickly fell down, quietly opened a tile and listened carefully.

As soon as he Xie entered the house, he saw a haggard old monk sitting on the Zen bed. The house was very simple. The only table had been damaged and tea sets scattered all over the ground. It was obvious that there had been a fight here not long ago.

The old monk looked at He Xie who came in and said calmly, "Shaolin Temple is a clean place. I don't want uninvited guests to come and go today. It's not lively."

The color of appreciation flashed in He Xie's eyes. He was ashamed to face the realm of life and death.

He folded his hands and bowed slightly and said, "I've seen master xuanku."

At this time, the two people in the room also heard more than ten footsteps entering the hospital. However, to xuanku's surprise, the man in front of him didn't look flustered and didn't want to escape. Instead, he looked at xuanku up and down slowly. Walking towards the wall, he shook his head and sighed: "your heart and veins are broken and your five internal organs are destroyed. If you weren't hanging your true Qi, I'm afraid you wouldn't have a chance to talk to me, The man who hurt you really killed him. "

There was a sound on the roof. Obviously, he Xie's words made Qiao Feng confused.

Xuanku glanced at the roof, smiled and said to he evil: "thank you for your concern, benefactor. It's just a smelly skin bag. It's OK to give it up."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten figures flashed in at the door. In the blink of an eye, they stood all over the room in front of He Xie and xuanku.

These people are all old monks in cassocks. Obviously, they have a high seniority in Shaolin Temple. At the moment, they all look vigilant and look at He Xie, including master xuanbei, an old acquaintance of He Xie.

The reason why these old monks didn't start at the first time was that they all had good martial arts. Before they came in, they heard the dialogue between them.

Otherwise, why should evil cover your face and rashly appear in places that shouldn't appear? How can we be good?

A dignified old monk with a national face saluted slowly and asked in a deep voice, "I'm xuanci. I'm the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Who do you honor? Why did you break into Shaolin Temple? "

He Xie said slowly, "I'm looking for an enemy. It's a pity that I'm a little late."

Xuanci's eyes flashed, and the other monks were all surprised and uncertain.

"Enemy?" Xuanci stared into He Xie's eyes, "is your enemy a monk in Shaolin Temple?"

He Xie smiled faintly, but did not answer. Instead, he looked at xuanku behind him and asked, "master xuanku, who hurt you?"

Everyone's eyes couldn't help falling on xuanku. Obviously, this is also the answer they want to know.

Xuanku smiled: "is it the enemy in the mouth of benefactor who hurt me?"

"Good." He Xie nodded.