Chapter 40

Murongbo is an old Jianghu after all. Seeing Xiao Yuanshan slowly climb up from the ground, he punched the latter on the shoulder and broke his shoulder bone. He was not kind and did not give him any chance at all.

Xiao Yuanshan was knocked to the ground with a punch and screamed in his mouth. He rolled on the ground for dozens of times before he stopped. He felt the severity of his injury. Xiao Yuanshan was full of despair. He knew that murongbo would never allow himself to live.

A few minutes ago, Xiao Yuanshan was still bullied and coaxed. He fought against the heroes. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by Murong Fu. Now Murong Bo is still alive and sneaking attacks on himself. I'm afraid these two people had a premeditated and vicious heart!

At this time, Xiao Yuanshan's injury added to his injury. He had no strength to resist at all. He could only let Murong Bo kill him. He looked sadly at Qiao Feng in the distance, slowly closed his eyes and waited for death.

In vain, just when Murong Bo wanted to attack again, a voice came from the air: "Amitabha!"

I saw an old monk with yellow robes, white hair and detached temperament appear at the entrance of Juxian villa. This monk is the great master sweeping monk!

Xuannan and others were surprised. They obviously recognized the old monk, who was sweeping the floor in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. How could he appear here.

The floor sweeping monk looked at Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan and said slowly, "two benefactors, it's harmful for you to learn Shaolin unique skills secretly. I'm here. Please go to Shaolin with me to cultivate yourself."

Hearing the speech, Murong Bo refused to give up and wanted to fight again. Mu Qingxiao's sword eyebrow picked up. The secret way was bad, so he hurried to stop it.

The sweeping monk sighed, "since the benefactor refuses to give up, I have to be rude."

As soon as the words were over, the figure of the floor sweeper disappeared at the door of Juxian villa. In the blink of an eye, he came to Murong Bo and gave him some advice. The latter fell down directly.

Mu Qingxiao hugged Murong Bo and found that the latter was no big deal. He just fainted, and there was a strange smell swimming in Murong Bo's body. This should be the so-called true Qi.

Murong Bo, who can stun the master's realm with a wisp of genuine Qi, should have reached the foundation building realm. His strength has already exceeded the range of martial arts. It's so terrible!

The sweeping monk took a deep look at mu Qingxiao and said, "benefactor, I have such accomplishments at a young age. I'm really ashamed. I'll be a dragon for nine days. It's really a blessing for the Wulin in the Central Plains!"

Mu Qingxiao saluted slightly and said, "thank you, elder."

The sweeping monk smiled and said, "monks don't lie. I can feel the vitality in Xiaoshi's body. At this age, I touch the Avenue... I'm really blessed, Amitabha!"

Finally, the sweeping monk sighed and went straight to Xiaoyuan mountain.

At the moment, Xiao Yuanshan took advantage of this opportunity to restore some internal power. When he saw the sweeping monk coming towards him, he used his remaining internal power and tried his best to blow out a move: "demon monk, look at the move!"

The floor sweeper shook his head reluctantly and picked up Xiao Yuanshan who had fainted in his hand.

Mu Qingxiao looked at the sweeping monk in front of him and whispered, "senior, can you let me have a few words with my father?"

The sweeping monk smiled, Murong Bo woke up slightly, looked at the sweeping monk, looked at mu Qingxiao and said, "this time, it's the last time I'll meet. Fu'er, go and do what you want to do. Don't be blinded by the great cause of restoring the country."

Wen Yan, Mu Qing Xiao nodded, heart secretly Tucao, make complaints about being blinded by the reunification of the country. If it is not the task of system release, I have enough to support the country to return to the country!

While mu Qingxiao communicated with Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan was also awakened. Although he looked at Murong father and son with hatred, he could see the kind sweeping monk on one side, so he had to shake his head reluctantly, and then walked to Qiao Feng to communicate.

At last, I didn't know what to say. Qiao Feng's eyes were full of sadness.

After the sweeping monk left with Xiao Yuanshan and murongbo, Juxian villa fell into silence. Jianghu heroes didn't know how to face Qiao Feng, especially the beggars' sect.

Qiao Feng didn't take care of the people's thoughts. He stared at the direction the sweeping monk left and was distracted.

Failed to kill Qiao Feng. Although you brothers are unwilling, they dare not do anything. They are not stupid enough to be enemies with the heroes in the Jianghu.

At this time, elder Xu glanced at the fainting Kang min, came over with a crutch, raised the dog beating stick, and said awkwardly, "Qiao sect leader, it's our beggars' sect. I'm sorry for you. I'm blinded by the traitors. I hope you don't care about villains. You're the leader of the sect!"

"Yes, yes, leader Qiao, we beggars' sect can't live without you!"

Looking at the expectant eyes of the beggars' sect, Qiao Feng has mixed feelings in his heart. Although he is a Khitan, his heart is in the great song dynasty. It is impossible to say that he has no nostalgia for the beggars' sect.

Qiao Feng carefully took over the dog beating stick, ignored elder Xu, looked at mu Qingxiao and said, "master Murong, Xiao owes you a favor today. If there is any place where Xiao needs it in the future, it is incumbent on him."

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Looking at the back of Qiao Feng and the beggars' sect leaving, mu Qingxiao's mouth aroused a trace of evil smile. The Juxian villa event is over. Although Xiao Yuanshan has not been solved, the result is no different.

The great cause of restoring the country did not have the obstacle of Xiao Yuanshan, and gained the favor of the beggars' sect. Finally, mu Qingxiao looked at Ding Chunqiu in the distance, and his killing intention flashed away.

Looking at mu Qingxiao who came to the front, he was not only a member of the Wulin of all factions, but also full of doubts in Ding Chunqiu's eyes. At the same time, he also had a trace of vigilance: "I don't know what Mr. Murong is looking for this immortal?"

Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "I want to ask you for help."

"Young master Murong, tell me."

Ding Chunqiu shook the carefree fan in his hand with his nostrils facing the sky. Nan Murong, the first person of the young generation, asked him for help, which made him more face.

"I want to borrow your dog's head."

As soon as the words fell, the whole Juxian village fell into a dead silence. Everyone couldn't believe their ears. Even Ding Chunqiu thought he had heard wrong. Xue Muhua, standing in the distance, was full of excitement after being shocked. He wished Murong Fu would hurry to do it.

"Bastard, don't think you're good at Kung Fu, so don't put Ben Xian in your eyes. If you knock Ben Xian three times, you can spare your dog's life." Ding Chunqiu said with murderous eyes.

"Do you deserve something that deceives teachers and destroys ancestors?"

Mu Qingxiao sneered, Ling Bo stepped up, and his figure appeared in front of Ding Chunqiu like lightning. The Qi of yin and Yang surged all over him, and roared towards the latter with all his strength!

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