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“If the people in the gang are really grateful to you and cherish you, no matter what the reason, how can they be ungrateful and rebel against you.”

“If not, let these ungrateful people really let you see the world.” It can also be regarded as their killing of people. ”

“The world is very wide. Only by letting go of these burdens can we break into a wider world. ”

After saying these two words, looking at the hundreds of people who were retreating in a radius of tens of meters in front of him, Wang Dongyue only grinned a mouthful of white teeth.

“Murong Fu, what do you want to do, do you dare to kill us, kill us, all the brothers in the world will avenge us, did you escape?” Elder Chen looked at Wang Dongyue’s smile, and only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his body.

“You think too highly of you, and if you die, there will be more people who want to be in power.” I am not afraid of anyone who will come to me for revenge, you are not afraid of death, I will kill you until you are afraid, kill you to death. ”

“Moluo God Palm.”

The pitch-black giant palm shrouded from the night, covering everyone from the sky, suppressing the fire in the hands of these gangsters.

This kind of horror like the sky is falling, so that this group of gangsters have a sense of crisis surrounded by fierce beasts. Everyone was worried, and their hearts were beating so fast that they were about to explode.

As soon as the fire went out, there was no longer the slightest sound in the entire apricot forest.

In the dead forest, you can even hear the wind beating the leaves.

“Cousin, let’s go back.”

“Hmm.”

The two flew away, and after half a cup of tea, a fire burst into the sky on the lake on the other side of the apricot forest.

“Ugh!”

With a vigorous roar, a group of birds evacuated.

Not long after, the gangsters who lit fires by the lake rushed from the lake to the apricot forest and rushed into the forest with torches.

Smelling the smell of blood in the forest, these people searched all the way, but did not see half a figure.

Finally, they came to the place where everyone in the gang had disappeared.

The apricot forest around is not half abnormal, and the ground is not half different, but there is a deep pit in the clearing in the apricot forest.

The gang held torches and looked in.

“Woooooo

These people’s faces turned pale in an instant, and they spit out all the green water in their heads.

This deep pit is a big palm print, inside, full of minced meat brain pulp, blood stained internal organs, broken bones, it is simply like a slaughterhouse of human flesh, this kind of blood, is an unforgettable nightmare.

…………………………………

Only a few days have passed since the apricot forest meeting, this tragic case has resounded throughout the Central Plains martial arts, hundreds of good hands of the gang have been reduced to a piece of flesh and blood, several gang elders and helm owners do not know the end, and the gang leader known as Beiqiao Peak does not know the end.

Whether it is the remains of the blades all over the ground, or the broken branches and apricot trees, it shows that the Gang and the Gang Leader have fought the enemy, but the end is almost indisputable.

Who is the one who eliminated the gang? Where did they come from, what martial arts would they have, how many people came? Do you have survivors?

All kinds of confusion are like the unsolved mysteries of the world that plague the entire martial arts, and also make everyone endanger.

After all, the Gang with such strong strength can be destroyed in the apricot forest in an instant, these are not as good as the Gang, or the strength comparable to the Gang, what strength can they take to confront this unknown person?

However, at the very least, in the Gusu City realm, no one dares to act recklessly.

…………………………

In the swallow dock, Wang Dongyue gently shook the folding fan and asked, “Where are the others now?” ”

The servant behind him knelt down and said, “According to the meaning of the prince, Miss Azhu went to the Gang to steal the secret letter and gave it to the people of Xixia Yipintang. Those crippled gang elders have also been killed. ”

“The people of Yipintang said that in a few days, the content of this letter and the secret of the Yanmen Pass tragedy will be disseminated, and the Central Plains martial arts will also spread the story that Qiao Feng, the leader of the Qiao Gang, is a Khitan man, he discovered his own background, and his mind went crazy and opened a killing ring in the apricot forest.”

“That’s pretty much it. Step aside. ”

The servant surrendered and left.

Wang Dongyue shook the origami fan lightly and smiled slightly: “First you have to destroy your undefeated faith, then destroy your constant faith, and finally destroy your feelings, and a suitable general of the Great Zhengbei will be born.” ”

There is nothing to look for, it is to achieve his goal, as long as he plays the role of Qiao Feng’s fuse, the Central Plains martial arts make a pot of porridge, he will take the chestnut in the fire, and continue Murong Bo’s plan that did not succeed that year.

The Yanmen Massacre was originally specially designed by Murong Bo in order to restore Dayan and provoke disputes between the two countries, and learned of the kung fu of Xiao Yuanshan, a peerless Khitan master, and designed to let a martial arts expert go to challenge, and both sides suffered heavy losses. But the war did not start after all.

And Xiao Yuanshan, who survived, even after finding out the truth, stirred up the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, and found his Murong family unhappy, how could he endure this breath.

Just by using Qiao Feng’s fire, he also forced Xiao Yuanshan out to kill, and then forced him to death with the ugly things of Ye Erniang and the Shaolin abbot, so that the truth of that year could not be detected.

Half a month later, in Kaifeng, Henan, a weathered man wrapped his face, a pair of eyes full of lost soul godless walked into the city, sitting in the corner of the restaurant, listening to the people in the rivers and lakes scolding him for being a Khitan dog, Qiao Feng only felt that his heart was like a knife.

He didn’t understand why this was the case anyway, Wang Jiantong’s handwritten suicide note was distributed to the entire martial arts, how could he not know the handwriting of the master, and there was even more doubt about his own background.

But thinking that the mentor had always treated himself like a loving father, taught him strictly, and loved himself, he knew that on the day he took over as the leader of the gang, he secretly wrote this last order. He also left a secret letter to reveal his almost absurd identity. This kind of heart-piercing hurt really made this iron man can’t help but shed tears.

But, in any case, he had to verify it all. If all this is true, then he, like his father, has to find out why they suffered such a design in the first place. Why did the dignified Shaolin abbot make such a foolish decision and lead someone to attack their innocent family of three?

If not, he must catch this person who painstakingly spreads these riots, why should he target the Gang and Shaolin, and risk him Qiao Feng from injustice.

After a while, he came to the foot of Song Mountain and walked radially towards Shaomuro Mountain. This is the place where he lived when he was a teenager, and everywhere is old knowledge.

Since he became the leader of the Gang Gang, the Shaolin Gang is the largest gang in the martial arts, and the Gang Leader came to Shaolin, all kinds of ceremonial pomp and circumstance, shocked a lot, because he never returned, only sent people every year to offer food and clothing to his parents and mentors, and greet him.

At this time, thinking of the great mystery of his life, it can be revealed within an hour or two, Rao is calm and calm, and his heart can’t help but worry. _

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