As soon as He Xie came out of the yard, he exerted all his strength, and flew into the distance almost like a gallop.

When he said the word "East", his figure was already seven or eight zhang away, and when he finished speaking, in the vast night, there was no trace of him.

Shaolin is not good at light work. After a few old monks chased after a certain distance, they realized the gap and gave up.

The old monk who took the lead was Xuan Nan of the Bodhidharma Academy. Looking at the direction He Xie was leaving, he said coldly: "Junior brothers, don't chase after the poor bandits, there is another one in the courtyard, don't let this one run away too!"

"Yes, brother!"

A few old monks returned to the yard, and Qiao Feng was just about to escape from the battle group and was about to run out, but he bumped into him head-on.

Immediately, several old monks shouted in unison, waved their palms and beat them.

Qiao Feng was shocked and angry, and his heart was extremely depressed. At the same time as his body was flying backward, he used the trick of seeing the dragon in the field with the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon. He only heard the banging sound, and Qiao Feng was blocked back into the courtyard. And several old monks were also blocked outside the courtyard.

The monks in the yard were about to take action, but Abbot Xuanci shouted, "Stop!"

Suddenly, everyone stopped.

At this time, He Xie had already dug out the wall of the Shaolin Temple. Although he was carrying a person, it was as if he was carrying a ball of cotton.

In the darkness of the night, he didn't even know the direction, so he simply used the method of seeing things at night in the Jiuyin Sutra.

Not long after He Xie left, a man in black jumped up the wall of the Shaolin Temple, staring solemnly at He Xie's distant figure, and then looked back at the location of the Taoist Institute, with a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

After a slight hesitation, he was still like a big bird, chasing in the direction where He Xie left.

How sensitive is He Xie below?

After a while, he noticed that someone was following behind him, and when he turned around and glanced at him, he saw that one person was also covering his face, leaping in the mountains and forests like an ape, chasing after him.

The corners of He Xie's mouth twitched, this guy really didn't go far, he still blew him out. Very good, just follow, save him the trouble of looking for it.

This trip to Shaolin Temple aims to dispel Qiao Feng's suspicion of murdering his master. With the words he said in front of the Shaolin monks, he successfully locked the murderer into an old man over fifty years old, and got Xuan Ku's own words. admit.

As for Xuan Ku seeing Qiao Feng, won't he misunderstand Qiao Feng?

Actually it doesn't matter anymore.

If Xuan Ku can calm down, he might be able to support until his inner strength is exhausted. But his mood fluctuated a little, and he was afraid that he would die immediately.

Moreover, with Xuanku's character, I'm afraid he wouldn't identify Qiao Feng on the spot.

That's why He Xie slipped out the only witness of the little monk.

At this time, he thought of another thing. In the original plot, Azhu also came to the Shaolin Temple at the moment, and was injured because of the aftermath of the battle between Qiao Feng and the Shaolin monk.

I don't know if this scene will happen after he blends in?

But even if it happens, it doesn't matter. With him around, it would be difficult for Arjuna to die.

Moreover, Azhu went to steal the Yijinjing, and he succeeded. He just borrowed it to see the difference between the Yijinjing in the world and the Yijinjing in this world.

However, if Azhu really stole the Yijinjing, then he was misleading the pursuers before he left, and he casually slapped Qiao Feng, but it would be a real slander.

Alas, virtuous brother, eldest brother has made you wronged...

He Xie's thoughts flew around in his mind, but his feet didn't stop at all, leading the people behind him all the way to run down the mountain.

At the same time, Qiao Feng was surrounded by a group of more than ten Shaolin monks in the Shaolin Temple Demonstration Institute.

Qiao Feng was full of depression, he took every precaution, but he didn't expect that he would still follow that person's way and be used as a scapegoat.

Right at this moment, Xuan Tong suddenly looked hateful, pointed at Qiao Feng and shouted angrily, "It's you! Qiao Feng!"

"Qiao Feng?"

Xuanci was startled, looked at Qiao Feng and said, "Is the donor Qiao Feng, the former head of the Beggar Gang?"

Qiao Feng sighed in his heart, thinking that this time, he was embarrassed, so he should learn from the masked man and cover his face as well.

He bit his head, stepped forward and bowed respectfully, and said, "Disciple Qiao Feng, see Master Abbot, see Shaolin monks."

At the end, Xiang Xuanku knelt down with a thud again, and said excitedly: "Master is well, disciple Qiao Feng knocks down to see Master!"

Xuan Ku originally had a smile on his face, but when he saw Qiao Feng's face in the moonlight, his face suddenly changed drastically. Pointing at him, he trembled: "You, are you Qiao Feng?"

His face was full of horror, pain, and deep pity and regret.

When Qiao Feng saw Master's sudden change of expression, he was surprised and said hurriedly: "Master, the child is Qiao Feng. Master, you..."

Xuan Ku laughed and said, "Okay, okay, okay!"

After saying three "good" words in a row, he suddenly fell straight and fell backwards.

"Senior brother!"

"Master!"

Everyone exclaimed, and the two old monks hurriedly caught Xuan Ku, and one of them took a pulse, and his expression changed greatly.

He was silent for a moment, and said, "Amitabha, Brother Qi, Senior Abbot, Senior Brother Xuanku, has passed away."

All the monks all had a sad look on their faces, and each chanted the Buddha's name.

Qiao Feng's body was struck by lightning, and the iron-like man was shaking at this moment.

"Master...Master!" He felt sadness in his heart, and two lines of tears welled up in his eyes!

Xuanci looked heavy, looked at Qiao Feng who was kneeling on the ground and said slowly: "Although Master Qiao Shi is no longer in the beggar gang, he is also a famous figure in the martial arts. "

Qiao Feng first respectfully kowtowed to Xuan Ku three times, then he stood up with grief, wiped his tears, and said, "This disciple has provoked an enemy and his parents were killed, for fear that the master will also be poisoned. It is very rude to ask for advice outside the mountain gate, and I also ask you to forgive me. The disciple has a deep connection with the Shaolin School, and I will never dare to offend you in the slightest."

Xuan Tong was furious when he heard the words, pointed at Qiao Feng and scolded: "Qiao Feng, how dare you believe it? Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were clearly killed by you, what kind of enemy? It doesn't matter!"

Qiao Feng was angry in his heart, but he endured it and said as calmly as possible: "Master, did you see me kill with your own eyes? The disciple went home to reunite with his parents two days ago. This morning, he went to the mountains to collect firewood. When he came back, he saw that his parents had already been killed, just in time. The master led the people to arrive..."

After a pause, Qiao Feng's face flashed, and he looked at Xuantong: "The disciple is unknown, why did the master rush to my house at that time?"

Xuantong snorted coldly: "You are a Khitan evil, like a beast. When the old man got this news, he naturally wanted to prevent you from killing your adoptive father and mother and covering up your own background. Who knows, it is still a step too late."

Qiao Feng held back his anger and clasped his fists: "Master, this disciple will never dare to do such a disobedient act. There is another reason for this! The disciple swears that the murderer will be caught, cut with a thousand cuts, and avenged for the parents and master!"

Xuanci spoke slowly: "Master Qiao Shi~lightnovelpub.net~ Who is the one who kidnapped Zhi Nian just now? What did you guys plan to do when you came to our temple?"

Qiao Feng said sincerely: "I don't dare to hide from the master, that person and I actually met by chance..."

"Qiao Feng!" Xuantong couldn't help interrupting him again, staring, "Don't argue any more, do you dare to say that you didn't come with him?"

Qiao Feng froze for a moment and said, "That person and I did come together, but..."

Xuantong couldn't help sneering and said, "He asked you if you got it before he left, how do you explain it?"

Qiao Feng opened his mouth and said weakly, "Master, he is the one who framed the blame."

"Amitabha..." Several old monks shook their heads in unison, looking at Qiao Feng's expression, full of contempt, obviously treating him as a despicable person who messed around.

Qiao Feng felt inexplicable grief and anger in his heart, and he hated the man in black just now, for causing him to suffer this kind of unfair injustice.

He knew very well that what he said at this moment was useless, and suddenly he was full of indignation, and he slammed his palms forward while drinking.

The monks didn't expect him to suddenly make a move, and they were taken aback and hurried to resist.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Feng's blow landed on the ground, and suddenly the ground was blown up with smoke and dust. When the monks came back to their senses, where was there any trace of Qiao Feng in front of them?

"Chase!" Xuan Ci's face sank like water.

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