Martial Arts: Start With Yuxu Temple, Poison The Sword of Baifeng

"What a pity! What a pity!"

"It's a pity that such a heroic, generous and elegiac man of Yan Zhao Beiguo!"

At this time, Ye Ling, who was sitting behind Qiao Feng, chuckled softly and shook his head as he spoke, with a hint of pity in his brows.

Qiao Feng raised his bowl to drink, and when he heard Ye Ling's words, he turned his eyes to Ye Ling.

"Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Qiao Feng spoke slowly, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he was interested in Ye Ling's sudden emotion.

"It's nothing, just lamenting the lateness of the hero and regretting it."

Seeing the fish take the bait, Ye Ling just smiled lightly and shook his head gently.

"A manly man, if you have something to say directly, why do you have to be so secretive!"

Hearing Ye Ling's words clearly had something to say, Qiao Feng frowned slightly, his expression seemed a little unhappy.

"Haha! Master Qiao calm down."

"As the saying goes, it is difficult for an honest official to cut off housework. Your Excellency will know when the time comes. It is better to continue drinking at this time! Don't waste this fine wine!"

After saying that, Ye Ling flashed a smug look in his eyes, raised his glass and gestured towards Qiao Feng.

"The way is different, and drinking is not fun!"

"Your Excellency is drinking, and Qiao bids farewell!"

Seeing that Ye Ling didn't say anything, Qiao Feng didn't bother, he stood up abruptly, cupped fist, then got up and wanted to leave.

Seeing this scene, Ye Ling was not in a hurry, opened the folding fan in his hand, and then smiled at Qiao Feng.

"What if I say that this matter has something to do with the death of your elder Ma Dayuan?"

Hearing Ye Ling mentioning the Elder Ma Dayuan, Qiao Feng immediately stopped and frowned slightly.

Then, Qiao Feng raised his head again and looked at Ye Ling with a puzzled expression.

"Haha! Brother Qiao, don't worry, please take a seat first!"

Ye Ling no longer hung on Qiao Feng's appetite at this time, and with a chuckle, she welcomed Qiao Feng to her table.

Then, Ye Ling started talking about the bizarre Death of Beggar Sect Elder Ma Dayuan.

"I heard recently that Ma Dayuan, the elder of your sect, died suddenly..

"However, as far as Ye know, Elder Ma's death is quite strange."

"The most important thing is that the martial arts that kill the horse Elder are exactly his horse family's unique stunt - the throat catcher, right?"

At this moment, Qiao Feng sat down unknowingly, holding the jug in his hand tightly.

Seeing Ye Ling talking about Ma Dayuan's bizarre way of Death, Qiao Feng didn't try to hide it, instead he nodded very generously and said yes.

"very good!"

Ye Ling nodded, then chuckled again, shook Luo Shan gently, and asked Qiao Feng again.

"But Brother Qiao knows that the world is so big, how many people and how many kinds of martial arts are very similar to the death effect of the throat catcher?"

Hearing Ye Ling's question, Qiao Feng pondered for a while, and then opened his mouth after thinking for a moment.

"Among the martial arts that Qiao has seen, not many can achieve the same effect."

"Except for the Shaolin Temple's disjointed hands, there is only Murong Fu's way of using the other way, and giving him the body."

"Besides that, I, Beggar Sect, enforce the Secret Technique in the hands of the elder Bai Shijing, and maybe I can do it too."

"But from the current situation, none of these three people should be the real culprit."

Qiao Feng shook his head, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"No! More than that!"

At the same time, Ye Ling shook the folding fan lightly, followed by a faint smile and said.

"Except for the three martial arts mentioned by Brother Qiao, the world is so big that there are too many that can cause similar Death effects."

"For example, the famous stunt of Chengkun in the northern Dayuan Kingdom, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt."

"Alternatively, in the Bian capital of the Great Song Dynasty, the great abandoned son of Di Fei's six and a half minutes was captured.

"Alternatively, the stele-hander of Kuduo Vajra Temple in the Western Regions..."

"The world is so big that there are no less than a hundred kinds of martial arts that can produce the same Death effect as a throat catcher."

Having said that, Ye Ling chuckled lightly, then looked up at Qiao Feng.

"Forgive Qiao's stupidity!"

"Your Excellency lists so many martial arts, Qiao does not understand, what does this have to do with the truth of Ma Elder's death!"

After listening to Ye Ling's list, Qiao Feng still frowned and looked at Ye Ling opposite with a puzzled expression.

"I mean very simply."

"Similar martial arts in the world are so complicated, is it possible that Brother Qiao can still find them one by one and ask them one by one?"

"If this is the case, when will the noble horse Elder know about it, when will he be able to rest his eyes?"

At this moment, Ye Ling's eyes flashed a hint of pride, and then he closed the folding fan in his hand, and then looked at Qiao Feng opposite.

"Therefore, Ye suggested that if Gang Leader Qiao really wants to find the culprit who killed Elder Ma."

"I'm afraid we shouldn't look at the murderer's martial arts, but look at the murderer's motives!"

Not martial arts?

but motivation?

Hearing the final answer, Qiao Feng was not able to understand immediately, his brows were still slightly wrinkled, his eyes revealed puzzled.

Seeing that a generation of hero Qiao Feng actually had such a simple and honest moment, Ye Ling's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother Joe, don't worry!"

"You just need to remember what I said about 'motivation'."

"Soon, you will fully understand!"

Ye Ling held a folding fan and patted Qiao Feng on the shoulder, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

However, not long after Ye Ling finished speaking, he heard loud footsteps downstairs.

Ye Ling and Qiao Feng turned to look at the same time.

I saw a few ragged beggars, ignoring the obstruction of the store in Songhe Tower, breaking through the crowd, and ran upstairs directly.

"Master Joe! Master Joe! The big thing is bad!"

"Ouch......"

The leading little beggar was in a hurry, seeing that Qiao Feng was here, but did not see the long stool under his feet.

As he spoke, he stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.

"Don't panic! If something big happened, just say it carefully!"

Seeing this, Qiao Feng quickly stepped forward to help the little beggar, his eyes widened, and he asked.

"Ouch... gang master, something happened in the gang!"

"Elder Xu from the gang just issued an order, saying that he wants to convene all the disciples of the Beggar Sect in the Great Song Dynasty, and he will discuss important matters in the gang!"

"The dirty clothes faction, all the elders of the clean clothes faction have gone, and now there is only you, the leader!"

Although the little beggar screamed in pain, it was also a ninja in pain, and in a few words, he informed Qiao Feng of such important matters.

"what?!"

After listening to what the little beggar said, Qiao Feng felt as if he had been electrocuted, and a storm surged in his heart.

Afterwards, Qiao Feng turned his head quickly and looked at Ye Ling with a horrified expression.

At this time, Ye Ling was still shaking the folding fan in his hand, and nodded to Qiao Feng with a meaningful smile.

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