Yaoyue, when did I have a husband?

"Furthermore, he himself was not at fault too much, there is no need to kill the old friendship..."

Hearing this, Zhao Qiansun's voice was excited, "Elder Wu! Is there not much fault??"

"Qiao Feng is a Khitan dog thief! He is a villain who killed his father, mother, and father!"

"It's not wrong for you to excuse him?!"

"Brother Zhao, the matter of killing father, mother and teacher, this elder thinks it needs to be discussed in a long-term..."

"It's good to have a long-term plan, what a Wu Changtian and Elder Wu!"

"Shaolin monks saw with their own eyes that this thief killed Master Xuan Ku with one palm!!"

After the words fell, everyone fell silent for an instant.

Some time ago, the Shaolin Temple did issue a Jianghu announcement that Qiao Feng's bandit had killed his teacher, Master Xuan Ku!

On Li Changfeng's side, his eyes turned slightly cold.

Zhao Qiansun?Shaolin.. Abbot Xuanci?

If I remember correctly, these two people were the two people who participated in the Yanmen Pass massacre and killed Qiao Feng's family 30 years ago, and they are still alive!

Kill father, mother, mentor?

Harmful!What kind of person can do it!

In the past, he killed other people's parents, but now he has such peace of mind, and he can't wait to kill others! !

Li Changfeng's eyes froze slightly, his mood was a little irritable, and the sword intent suddenly rose all over his body, and he was about to activate the consciousness-only sword intent.

But at this time, a proud and mocking laugh suddenly came from the next table and chair:

"Hahaha..."

"The Heroes Conference in Juxian Village, it really is all worthless things..."

Jiumozhi put down his bamboo chopsticks, and looked at everyone in Dasong Jianghu with an aloof and sneering expression.

Hearing this, the inn lobby was instantly quiet.

Immediately, Zhao Qiansun stood up abruptly, pointing at Jiumozhi with an angry face.

"Thief monk, who do you think is worthless??"

Jiumozhi didn't care about being pointed at by the other party when he heard this, and sneered with disdain.

Then he put his palms together again, Bao Xiang was very solemn and polite, and said:

"This benefactor, I'm sorry, the poor monk is not targeting you..."

"What the poor monk said is that all of you here are not worth a lot..."

The sarcastic voice fell.

Boom...the sound of a wooden chair moving.

Tan Gong, Tan Po, Beggar Gang Shaolin and others suddenly stood up, looking at Jiumozhi with anger on their faces.

"Thief monk, what are you talking about?!"

Jiumozhi got up slightly, put his palms together, very politely, "Oh, it's the poor monk's mistake..."

"You people are not only weak, but your ears are not good..."

"You benefactors are really pitiful, and Da Song Wulin is really pitiful..."

"My Buddha is merciful, Amitabha..."

"..."

"Ru Bi Niangzhi!"

"Baldy thief, who are you? Report your name?"

Hearing the names of the Beggar Gang and others, Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji turned their eyebrows up...

Subconsciously looked up at his bald head, his face was a little displeased but he didn't say anything.

"Haha..." Jiumozhi looked disdainful.

"You two catties are not worthy of knowing the name of the poor monk..."

"Amitabha, the poor monk has just finished eating plain noodles, please don't talk to the poor monk..."

"If you don't spit it out, you will waste a few pennies..."

"Amitabha..."

"??"

A series of tricky sarcasm made Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji unable to sit still.

The two are the highest seniority among the crowd, and the cultivation realm is also the strongest. They are both master middle-stage masters.

Realizing that the bandit monk in front of him was deliberately provoking them, the cold eyebrows on his head were raised, and the majesty of the law raised his head.

Xuannan clasped his hands together, "Amitabha..."

"This master, this seat is Xuannan, the head of the Dharma Academy of Shaolin Temple..."

As he spoke, he waved his hand to gesture to Xuan Ji who was next to him, and said again:

"This is my senior brother Xuan Ji, the head of the Discipline Institute and the Nagarshu Institute of Shaolin Temple..."

After a series of intimidating names were introduced, the conversation turned slightly, and the tone was not coercive and said again:

"This master must also be a member of the Buddhist sect, but his words are so tricky and mean, how can he bear the status of a Buddhist sect?!"

"Furthermore, Master is in the territory of our Great Song Dynasty, so it's probably not good to insult the Great Song Wulin like this!"

"The poor monk also asks the master to be careful, don't cause trouble and ruin the Dharma!!"

On the surface, the gentle persuasion is actually a blatant threat.

Hearing Xuannan's words, Jiumozhi immediately put his palms together and saluted respectfully, saying:

"It turned out to be an eminent monk of Shaolin Xuan's generation, the young monk disrespected..."

Seeing the monks in front of them respectful and subdued instantly, the two monks Xuannan and Xuanji frowned, showing a hint of arrogance.

He was about to reprimand Jiumozhi a few more words to show the prestige of Shaolin.

But before the two had time to speak, they heard the monk in front of them say again:

"Two great masters, I don't know much about the rivers and lakes of the Song Dynasty when I first came to the Song Dynasty..."

"Also, there are still many puzzles, I would like to ask the two masters..."

Hearing this, Xuannan raised his eyebrows slightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and let out a smug 'hmm'.

"Nian you are also a member of my Buddhist sect, I will give you some pointers, please tell me..."

Jiumozhi returned the salute with palms together, "Master, these days, I have been traveling around the rivers and lakes of the Great Song Dynasty, and I often hear people from the rivers and lakes discussing..."

"Shaolin Temple hides filth and evil people, and they are all people who are trying to gain fame..."

"Grandmasters, I don't know whether this statement is true or not, so please explain it to the little monk?"

"Amitabha..."

"??"

Xuannan was stunned for a moment, and then became furious!

"You step on the horse!"

"Thief bald!"

After scolding, I immediately felt that something was wrong.

But under the rage, he didn't think there was anything wrong with scolding himself.

"Baldy thief, you really want to provoke my Shaolin! You really want to make trouble with my Shaolin!!"

On Xuanji's side, when he heard his junior call him 'baldy' again, he couldn't help but cast a glance.

But this is not the time to worry about this, and he didn't say anything.

"No, Master Xuannan misunderstood..."

"Young monk doesn't mean that..."

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and looked solemn, but there was a strange smile in his eyes, and he said:

"I just want to see how much the two monks of Shaolin Xuan family weigh..." (The monk just wants to kill the two, it's better...but the martial arts are a bit abrupt...)

"Can you go through ten tricks under the hands of this little monk..."

The voice fell.

Not to mention Xuan Nan, Xuan Ji and others in the Song Dynasty.

Luna, who was eating green bamboo shoots and watching the excitement, was also taken aback for a moment...Why is this thief monk so sloppy when he speaks?

On Li Changfeng's side, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

This guy is one of the Four Heavenly Dragons.

Maybe not as good as Duan Yu Xuzhu in terms of chance, maybe not as good as Brother Qiao in terms of combat power.

But in terms of pretense, let alone Tianlong, no one can match the whole golden book!

As far as personal charm is concerned, no one can match it except Brother Qiao who carries the stereo!

Not to mention, seeing him act aggressive in person...it's really enjoyable.

This guy, with his sneaky tricks and his tricky mouth... he pretended to be perfect.

Let's take a look for a while, Da Song's bastards... Hehe!

Here, the shopkeeper sensed something was wrong, and hurried over with a flattering smile on his face.

"Guest officer, gentlemen, guest officers..."

"This shop is a small business, barely making ends meet..."

"The little ones have the old ones and the young ones, all the lords take pity on the little ones, don't fight in this shop..."

"Go away!" Xuannan yelled coldly with his eyebrows raised on his bald head.

"Amitabha, don't worry, shopkeeper..."

Here, Jiumozhi uttered the Buddha's name and comforted the shopkeeper.

Then he looked at Xuan Nan, Xuan Ji and others, "The two masters, and all the masters of the Song Dynasty..."

"The little monk suggests that we should go outside to learn more..."

"The inn is too small, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to control and I will miss it for a while, so I beat you all with one move..."

"!!"

Xuannan was furious, and couldn't help uttering a Buddhist saying, "You mother is dying!!"

"Go, go outside!!"

"I will destroy this bald man today!!"

"Walk..."

"Walk..."

"Amitabha, fortunately, fortunately..."

After finishing speaking, Jiumozhi took out a few copper plates and put them on the wooden table, and walked towards the outside of the inn.

Xuan Nan, Xuan Ji and others from Song Dynasty followed immediately.

The poor monk Jiumozhi, the big wheel forced the king

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Chapter 253

Jiumozhi, Xuan Nan, Xuan Ji and other people from the Jianghu of the Song Dynasty walked out, and the inn hall became quiet in an instant.