Chapter 595

"Whether Qiao Feng is a murderer or not, you Shaolin Temple has no evidence. How can you decide by one side?" He Xie paced slowly and stared at Xuanji coldly, "He Mou will find out the truth about this! If it is finally proved that the Shaolin Temple lies and deliberately slanders my righteous brother, you Shaolin Temple will not only give an account to our brother, but also to the hero who died in vain today! "

Xuanji stared at He Xie. His eyes were like fire. If his eyes could kill, he Xie had died 800 times at the moment.

He Xie stopped paying attention to him, turned his head, faced the heroes and said, "today, hundreds of you besieged my righteous brother Qiao Feng. If you count one, you must explain it to him!"

"Hum, even if Qiao Feng is not the murderer, he is also a Khitan bastard. Everyone can kill him!" A man came forward and shouted at He Xie angrily.

He Xie looked at him coldly and recognized that this man was the one who said "who knows if he is from Qidan".

He said faintly, "you humiliated my brother. Today it's either you or me. Go ahead."

The man's face changed and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes. He looked around, but everyone avoided where his eyes reached.

His heart was even more flustered, but he still looked fierce and said, "what's your surname? Am I wrong? Dare you say Qiao Feng is not from Qidan? "

He Xie smiled coldly: "my second brother is indeed from Qidan, but so what?"

The man shouted, "Khitans are ferocious. My song people and Khitan bastards are incompatible!"

He Xie looked up at the sky and laughed: "don't share heaven? In the Sixteen States of Yanyun, I don't know how many Han people are ruled by the Khitans. If the Khitans think the same as you, don't they all die? "

"How can this be the same?" The man hesitated and argued.

"Of course not!" He Xie said coldly, "if you are just deceived and mistakenly think that my second brother is a murderer, I can let you live today. But you will humiliate Qiao Feng and kill him just because of his life experience. How can he spare you? "

He looked around for a week and said in a loud voice, "my second brother grew up in the great song dynasty. I don't know how much credit he has made for the great Song Dynasty in his life, but just because he has the blood of Qidan people, some people forget everything he has done for the great Song Dynasty, yell at him, kill him and slander him in all ways. Ask yourself, what's wrong with him? Can he decide his life experience? "

"The Khitans have never killed all the Han people in Liao, but some people can't tolerate anyone who has made contributions to the great song dynasty. If they are ungrateful and shameless, how much better are these people than the ferocious Liao people in everyone's mouth?"

When he said these words, he did not include everyone, but said "some people".

Suddenly, some people who had yelled at Qiao Feng before began to get rid of themselves.

Some said, "great Xia he is right. If Qiao Feng wasn't a murderer, he wouldn't die."

Another said, "even the Qidan people don't kill the song people when they see the song people. How can we song people be inferior to the Qidan people?"

For a time, there was a lot of discussion among the heroes, but a considerable number of people were still silent. They just looked at Qiao Feng with hate. After all, there were a lot of people who died in the first war just now.

He Xie looked at the man whose face had become extremely pale and said faintly, "go ahead. One of you and me is bound to die here today!"

"He, don't push people too hard!" The man roared in horror.

"Those who insult my brother die." He Xie's face was expressionless.

The man was sweating on his forehead and staring at He Xie. He slowly put his hand on the handle of the knife and squeezed it very tightly, but he never dared to pull it out.

He Xie looked at him without emotion.

For a long time, the man suddenly shouted and drew his knife and rushed up.

But the next moment, he died under his own knife.

Many people didn't even see how he Xie shot.

The whole courtyard was silent at the moment.

Pop, pop.

He Xie patted his palm and was about to speak. At this time, he suddenly frowned and looked at the door outside the hospital.

The heroes didn't understand. They also looked with He Xie's eyes. After about four or five breaths, the intelligent man heard the hurried footsteps in the front yard.

After a while, two old monks in red cassocks appeared at the gate of the courtyard. They looked like they were dusty and obviously caught a short way.

The leading old monk is master xuanbei, an old acquaintance of He Xie.

The ruddy monk behind xuanbei is the first Xuannan in the Dharma Hall of Shaolin Temple.

As soon as the two monks arrived at the scene, they saw corpses everywhere.

They immediately looked heavy and couldn't help chanting the Buddha's name.

"They are two masters of Shaolin, xuanbei and Xuannan!" Someone recognized them.

At this time, the two leaders of Juxian villa have been killed by Qiao Feng. Xue Muhua was deeply hit by Qiao Feng's action before. He Xie has been shrinking behind and didn't dare to come out since he Xie came.

The two monks came straight, but there was no one to meet them.

When Xuannan was approaching, he saw the injured Xuanji and Xuantong at a glance. He couldn't help but change his face. Regardless of others, he immediately stepped forward to ask about the injury.

Xuanbei, with a compassionate look on his face, shook his head and sighed. He walked up to the heroes and said, "I've seen you, benefactor. What a injustice! I'm late. It's a sin, a sin! "

The people saluted back one after another. Xuan Bei looked at He Xie again and said slowly: "benefactor, Dali, I don't want to see you again today. But I really can't give birth to the joy of my old friend. I hope you will forgive me."

He Xie saluted back and opened the door to the mountain: "master xuanbei, you just said you were a little late. What does that mean?"

At this time, Xuannan on one side learned from Xuanji that it was he Xie who hurt them. He was annoyed. He said that our martial brothers came to report in a hurry because they were afraid that the heroes might hurt your righteous brother by mistake. It's good for you to hurt my two junior brothers.

Master xuanbei sighed and said, "I came here in a hurry to clarify the murder of Mr. and Mrs. Qiao and younger martial brother xuanku of our temple, which was not caused by benefactor Qiao. Who knows..."

Before he finished, the heroes were in an uproar!

However, Xuanji and Xuantong were stunned for a moment. They felt like a bolt from the blue.

A smile flashed in He Xie's eyes, but he was relieved. It seems that the little monk still brought his words to. I just don't know whether xuanbei came by himself or xuanci?

Wu Changfeng stepped out excitedly: "master xuanbei, you said, you said Qiao Feng didn't kill?"

"Sin, sin!" Xuan sighed, "Lord Qiao just happened to meet him. He didn't kill anyone."

Wu Changfeng stood still for a while and suddenly looked up to the sky and hissed: "Xi Changlao, you have died so wrongly!"

His voice was full of sadness and anger.

And among the heroes present, who is not sad and angry?

They beat the living and killed one, paid such a heavy price, but in the end, they made a mistake?