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"Xuzhu, you've been in the temple for over twenty years."

We see each other every day, and I never knew you were my son…

Xuanji and Xuansheng sighed softly, lamenting the cruel twist of fate.

After recognizing Xu Zhu,

Xuan Ci slowly closed his eyes and sighed.

"When I saw that Master Qiao had enslaved Master Zhiguang and Mr. Zhao to go up the mountain, I knew that he had this realization."

The grave mistake made thirty years ago has already been made; there's no point in trying to escape it.

As the mastermind behind this, I am willing to die.

Although he didn't know why Qiao Feng knew everything in such a short time,

But his desire to die was genuine.

Unfortunately, the person who spread the false message is dead.

His true purpose is now impossible to verify.

"The culprit? That's not necessarily true!"

Qiao Feng laughed a few times, then shouted loudly:

"Murong Bo, you old thief, I know you're still alive, get out here!"

Father! I know you're still alive, please show yourself.

Let's join forces and kill him to avenge my mother!

dark place.

Qiao Feng's father, Xiao Yuanshan, looked surprised.

"Feng'er has already found out the truth about what happened thirty years ago so quickly?"

His face was filled with disbelief.

The events that occurred at the Beggars' Sect assembly, and the conversations with Ning Chen along the way,

Xiao Yuanshan was naturally unaware of any of this.

In another hidden compartment,

Murong Bo also looked bewildered.

"Qiao Feng isn't 160cm tall, but he managed to trace it back to Xuan Ci."

You even know that I'm still alive?

Did he go to Yanziwu and open my coffin...?

Or was he bluffing me? I wasn't really sure myself.

Qiao Feng finished speaking, but received no response.

No one showed up.

"Just a rat in the gutter."

Ning Chen shook his head and smiled.

The sound was soft, but it was extremely lethal.

Upon seeing Murong Fu looking at him,

Ning Chen reached out and pulled Wang Yuyan into his arms, placing his hand on her slender waist.

"You little beast! How dare you slander my father's reputation! Come out and face your death!"

Murong Fu's sword tip pointed directly at Ning Chen.

His chest heaved, he was so angry he felt like his lungs were about to explode.

Just then, another voice came from afar.

"Amitabha Buddha, everyone says that Qiao Feng of the North is a peerless hero."

But in retrospect, it wasn't very clever.

The absurd notion that the old master Murong Bo is still alive...

It must have come from that young man.

How can you readily believe the words of a mere child?

A large-eared monk dressed in Western Region monk's robes flew over.

Li Hanyi slapped her sword and leaped into the air.

She drew her longsword and swung it out.

"die!"

As her icy voice fell,

A sword light flashed, but the poor Western Region monk hadn't even hit the ground yet.

He was cleaved in two by a single sword strike.

The two halves of the body landed on either side of Murong Fu.

That sword strike was incredibly fast.

So fast that no one present could react.

Even the Western Region monk still had a smile on his face.

“You…you?!”

Murong Fu's face turned deathly pale instantly.

He recognized the body—

Kumozhi, a high-ranking monk from the Tibetan Kingdom.

Suddenly, he recognized the woman wearing the silver mask.

Although she had changed her clothes, he remembered her sword clearly until his death!

He disguised himself as a Western Xia warrior.

When Tianning Temple was preparing to take action against the Beggars' Sect

From afar, a woman was seen drawing her sword towards Tianning Temple. (ahbi)

It's seven or eight parts similar to the sword strike from before.

It was definitely a sword move made by the same person.

Murong Fu originally wanted to investigate this person's identity.

See if we can bring them under our command.

But he never expected that...

This woman is actually in cahoots with the guy who stole my cousin!

"You recognize me?"

Li Hanyi frowned slightly.

"No, I don't know him..."

"Oh, then you can go and die."

Li Hanyi stared coldly at Murong Fu.

When he spoke arrogantly to Ning Chen

He was destined to become a corpse today.

Murong Fu was greatly alarmed, but outwardly he feigned regret and said:

"Is the young lady standing up for that boy behind her?"

But he only has eyes for my cousin; isn't that disheartening?

Li Hanyi remained expressionless. "These are your last words?"

Murong Fu was still unwilling to give up, and said coldly:

My cousin is promiscuous.

Both maids were absolute sluts.

This kid is definitely not a good person either!

Why don't you join me, young lady, to build a great enterprise together?

I swear I won't mistreat the girl!

Li Hanyi said, "He is my husband."

Her voice could be heard throughout the entire venue.