Chapter 2723

Mengyi's name is Xiao Yuanshan. He is Xiao Feng's father. Meng San is mu Rongbo and Mu Rongfu's father. Meng Er is Jiu Mo Zhi, who was beaten by Xu Zhu in the morning.

Xiao Yuanshan is the "big villain" pursued by the Central Plains Wulin for decades. People always think it is his son Xiao Feng. Murong Bo is rumored to have been dead for many years, it turned out that he pretended.

In short, the villain Xiao Yuanshan is actually a pitiful and hateful man who returns evil for evil, and murongbo is the culprit of all plots.

But both of them, and their son, are the most outstanding martial arts people in the world today. The martial arts convention, temporarily turned into a meeting to recognize relatives. The father and son who had been separated for many years held their heads and cried bitterly.

Then, Xiao Yuanshan revealed the life experience of xuzhu, the son of Shaolin abbot xuanci and ye erniang, one of the "four villains".

Looking at the drama on the wall, the sheep were immediately stunned. He always felt that the half old xuniang in the distance was familiar with him. However, he did not expect that she was the concubine of xuanci monk more than 20 years ago, and that xuzhu was the illegitimate son of this pair of wild mandarin ducks.

Hate! Everything comes from hatred. Buddha said that there is a cause, there is a result, there must be a cause.

It is to pity his ugly apprentice. How can he face the cruel reality? How strong his psychological quality and how thick his face is.

On the square in front of the great xiongbao Hall of Shaolin Temple, the third couple's marriage was staged on time. The more xuzhu cried, the more ugly he was. Xuanci, an old bald man, touched his son's little bald head, looking like a dignified monk.

Abbot xuanci blamed himself for having committed adultery. He led two hundred sticks in the discipline Academy. No one was allowed to stop him, nor was the law enforcement monk allowed to show mercy. He had to stick the stick to the flesh.

Ye Er Niang and Xu Zhu's mother and son hugged each other and wept. Today's law enforcement monks are two young and vigorous Shicheng monks. They are really cruel hands.

After receiving two hundred sticks, xuanci sits with his teeth clenching. Xuzhu and ye erniang are not finished crying.

When xuanci became the abbot 35 years ago, he was nearly 40 years old. In these 35 years, xuanzi generation had died from 20 to 30, and he was in his early 70s.

Two hundred sticks, like a sheep, are not necessarily able to carry them, not to mention the old xuanci. Sitting there, he didn't take a breath. He just sat there and died.

Xu Zhu pounced on her father's body and cried. Ye Er Niang took out a dagger in her arms and stabbed her in her heart. She killed herself in love.

A pair of children died in the same year, the same month and the same day. In a flash, xuzhu became an orphan again. The world was filled with endless regret.

Sheep a dead stare at the bamboo, for fear that this Leng boy brain a hot also do stupid things. At the other end, Xiao's father and son and Murong Ye fought each other hard.

The two families are enemies of life and death. Once they fight, there is no room for maneuver, and they will never keep hands with each other. In this way, no one dares to pull the frame. To be honest, there is no strength to pull the frame.

Maybe there is xuzhu, but he is holding the body of his parents, crying and resting, and then crying again and again. He has no mood to pay attention to this side.

Duan Yu may have, but his martial arts are not effective at times. He is not reliable. If he goes up rashly, he is likely to be injured and killed by others. Maybe he is the poisonous hand under Xiao Feng, the elder brother of Jieyi. Therefore, at this time, he gave full play to his own strengths, regardless of the Royal image of pianpianpian, squatting there quietly comforting his brother xuzhu.

The rest of the powerful, such as kumuzhi, Zhuang Juxian, you Tanzhi, Duan Yanqing, and others, all suffered a lot in the scuffle just now. At this stage, they are only suitable for self-protection, not to mention they have no desire to dissuade.

The rest, not to mention.

Yang Yi has this strength. Although his martial arts level is not as good as the two pairs and four people who are fighting, the difference is not far. He has no reason to pull a frame.

In Yang Yi's eyes, these four are not good people. They deserve to fight each other to clean up the martial arts field and eliminate harm for the people.

They have been fighting for two hours without winning or losing. They have knocked down several houses in Shaolin Temple. A group of xuanzi generation glared, but no one had the ability to stop the forced demolition. Moreover, due to the status of the host, he had to order people to light pine torches everywhere to make the night bright, so that the Xiao family and the Murong family could have a good time.

A crowd of onlookers called out to enjoy themselves. This trip to Shaolin was worth the trip. Four people jumped up and down in a fierce fight, and the frame gradually hit the courtyard of the Sutra Pavilion.

Out of the principle of chasing the drama to the end, Yang Yi also holds a broom and continues to watch the fun.

There are many flying insects in the mountain at night. They all rush to the fire torch. An unknown insect is stirred by the fierce fighting fist and bumps into the nostrils of a sheep who is standing nearby to watch the battle.

"Ah Choo!"

This time, not only the four people in the fighting, but also the hundred and ten people who watched the battle around the courtyard, wall and tree of the Sutra Pavilion were all frightened and trembled.

The sheep itself was startled.

The sudden sneezing made his invisibility skill invisible. Originally, he was good at playing this game in such a flickering night, so he had the courage to watch the war so close.He suddenly appeared at the side of the four, and immediately became the focus of attention.

Yang Yi, a burly man with a bent waist, is dressed in a simple and ordinary grey robe. He is holding an old bald broom that has been used for a long time. His old face stands in the middle of the field without any expression. With the light flashing, it turns dark and bright.

Such a mysterious and empty old man, who believes that he is not a supernatural master!

It was the monks in Shaolin Temple who first recognized him. They were so anxious that they were afraid that the temple would be demolished. When they saw Yang Yi, a remote elder, they seemed to see the backbone, and subconsciously they would bow to each other.

"See Master."

Then Huizi generation and Xuzi generation also suddenly realized, and quickly followed the ceremony.

"See my uncle."

"See Uncle Zeng."

That is to say, the "Kong" generation is not qualified to come to see the excitement, or there will be a mighty "see the grand master".

Even on the field, he was not so surprised.

Bad, bad, Shaolin temple called parents.

Yang Yi is also very nervous, because he knows that he can't beat the four. But after living for more than 400 years, I have seen so many scenes that I can finally keep quiet.

As a result, he is more like an old man with no bottom.

"You..." Yang Yi signals Er Xiao and ER Murong. “…… Keep playing. Don't stop. "

They couldn't figure out what to do. They had to follow the rules of the martial arts world and give a deep gift to the sheep: "I've met you, master. I dare not make a mistake in front of you. "

"No harm, keep fighting."

Yang Yi once again said to a group of xuanzi generation, "it's OK for them to fight since they are all guests. It's OK to repair the damaged house after finishing. If they can't repair it themselves, they will detain people and let the family send money to collect them

All the monks:.... "

All of them said, "well

"Master That's right. "

Sheep asked Er Xiao and ER Murong again and again, "hurry up, I have to sweep the floor after finishing. Don't delay me to sleep. "