The king of entertainment

At the foot of Mount Song.

A man with a sweaty face walking on the road, frowned and said, "Wang Yuyan?"

From yesterday to now, he has heard many rumors that Wang Yuyan of Gusu fell in love with him and tried to go to Shaolin Temple to find out his life experience.

Wang Yuyan also has another identity - Gusu Murong Fu's cousin!

"Will my parents' death be related to Wang Yuyan?"

This man is Xiao Feng!

He doesn't believe in love.

"If you find this Wang Yuyan, you may find some clues." Xiao Feng murmured, "But the most urgent thing now is to find the master, and the master must know what happened back then."

When he arrived at a restaurant ahead, he became addicted to alcohol and entered the restaurant.

"Waiter, this guest's money is counted on me." Someone next to me smiled.

Xiao Feng looked at him and saw two people sitting next to him, one wearing a cloak, with a weak appearance, and the other was a young man who spoke.

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Why just come and drink a drink with your friends?"

Xiao Yang stood up, "It is better to obey orders than respect."

The Horse God King also walked over.

Xiao Feng poured wine and filled the bowl.

Xiao Yang was not afraid of this kind of wine. The wine at this time was equivalent to beer, not to mention that he would not get drunk at all.

After three bowls, Xiao Feng saw that Xiao Yang's face was not changing, his eyes flashed and poured wine again.

After eight bowls, Xiao Yang still remained calm, but the Horse God King could not resist getting drunk.

Xiao Feng is worthy of being the number one drunkard in the Tianlong Ba Division. Although his face turned slightly red, he still didn't feel drunk at all.

Eighteen bowls!

Twenty bowls!

Everyone next to him was shocked.

Xiao Feng stopped first, "My friend is so drunk, but unfortunately, Qiao still has important things today."

He still regards himself as "Qiao Feng" and has not yet changed to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "Actually, this wine is not strong enough!"

Xiao Feng was stunned, "Can you have had a friend with a stronger wine?"

Xiao Yang took out a wine pot from under the horse god king's cloak, which was the Erguotou he bought in the safe area.

Xiao Feng looked at the wine pot curiously. The wine pot was made of stainless steel. He had never seen it before. He only felt that the wine pot was exquisite, like a handicraft.

What kind of wine is this?

Xiao Yang opened the wine and poured a bowl for Xiao Feng.

Are you used to drinking beer, can you resist Erguotou?

Xiao Feng smelled the smell of Erguotou, and his eyes were full of gleam.

Xiao Yang smiled and took the lead in drinking a bowl for Xiao Feng to show me that my wine is not poisonous.

Xiao Feng raised the bowl and drank it all in one go!

Dizzy!

Xiao Feng's expression changed, "What a strong wine!"

This is the strongest wine he has ever drunk, no doubt about it!

Xiao Yang was a little surprised. Isn’t he drunk?

Xiao Feng laughed loudly and said, "My friend's wine is the only one I saw in my life!"

Xiao Yang threw the wine pot to Xiao Feng, "Give it to Gangmaster Qiao."

Xiao Feng caught the wine pot, "Have you asked for advice yet?"

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "Jinling, Xiao Anran."

Xiao Feng has never heard of it.

Xiao Yang smiled, "Gangmaster Qiao, you are not suitable to go to Shaolin Temple in this state."

Xiao Feng's face changed slightly, "Friends know that Qiao wants to go to Shaolin?"

"You are going to find your master, who doesn't know?" Xiao Yang said, "You don't have to go, I can tell you everything."

Xiao Feng's expression changed, "Who are you?"

Xiao Yang said, "You are indeed a Khitan."

Xiao Feng stared at Xiao Yang with his eyes tightly.

"Thirty years ago, the heroes of the Central Plains received a message that a large number of warriors in the Khitan State were coming to attack Shaolin Temple, hoping to take away the martial arts maps that had been secretly hidden in the temple for hundreds of years."

Xiao Yang said: "The people in the Central Plains martial arts world are worried that the Khitans will seize the secrets, and everyone in the army will practice. On the battlefield, the officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty are not enemies, so they sent people to inform Shaolin Temple to take strict vigilance, and at the same time select elite troops to rush outside Yanmen Pass to fight.

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"After arriving at Yanmen Pass, the 21 masters from the Central Plains martial arts world, led by the leader, were ambushed and waiting for the enemy."

"After the arrival of the Khitan warriors, the ambushed people fired all the hidden weapons, annihilated all the enemies in one fell swoop. Then a man and a woman came on horseback with babies."

"Everyone besieged and killed the woman. Unexpectedly, the Khitan warriors had unfathomable martial arts. They killed most of the Central Plains masters, and then carved suicide letters on the stone wall and jumped off the cliff to commit suicide."

"After the Yanmen Massacre, Shaolin Temple was waiting for the enemy in a tight battle, but after three months there was no movement, and everyone realized that they were deceived."

"Gangmaster Qiao, with your wisdom, you should be able to guess what happened later?"

Xiao Yang looked at Xiao Feng.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Feng looked at Xiao Yang, "Where did you know these things?"

Xiao Yang did not answer him, and continued, "Only by finding the leader brother can you find out the truth of the matter. There are very few people in this world who know who leader brother is, and I am one of them."

Xiao Feng stared at Xiao Yang, "Who is the leader?"

"Agree with me a request and I will tell you."

“What are the requirements?”

"Take Wang Yuyan to Shaolin Temple to find your master, and then take her to Cangshan, Dali, and I will wait for you there."

"King of Horse God, let's go."

Xiao Yang looked at the Horse God King.

The Horse God King stood up, and his wine almost woke up.

The two walked out of the restaurant.

"Let's wait!"

Xiao Feng took a big step and chased after him.

The hidden skill Xiao Yang added to himself is "copy", and he can copy a ability or martial arts in the current world at will!

At this moment, he chose to copy "Lingbo Weibu".

After leaving the restaurant, he used this skill.

King Ma Shen is very good at light skills and has great skills in his feet, so he follows Xiao Yang closely.

Xiao Feng was very surprised and thought to himself that the light skills of these two people are really amazing.

His competitive spirit arose and he chased after him with all his strength.

However, no matter how Xiao Feng chased him, he could not catch up with Xiao Yang. However, the Horse God King could hardly bear it. Although his lightness skills were good, his internal strength was insufficient.

Xiao Yang grabbed the Horse God King and continued to move forward, the speed getting faster and faster.

Xiao Feng was shocked. Xiao Yang and his person could still walk so fast, and his internal energy was endless, as if there was no sign of exhaustion at all. This was incredible.

But he didn't know that Xiao Yang had no internal strength at all, it was just a "skill".

"Gangmaster Qiao, don't forget what I said... Wang Yuyan was in the restaurant just now... Remember not to say what she had seen me..."

Xiao Yang disappeared.

Xiao Feng stopped and said nothing for a long time.

"Xiao Anran... This person's martial arts skills are so high that he is afraid that there are few opponents in the world. Why did he ask me to take Wang Yuyan to Shaolin and then go to Dali?"

"Forget it, go find Wang Yuyan first!"

Xiao Feng returned to the restaurant and found Wang Yuyan.

"In the Xia Qiao Feng!"

Xiao Feng clasped his fists, "I'll let Miss Wang go to Shaolin Temple with me!"

Wang Yuyan was confused, Qiao Feng? Go to Shaolin Temple?

"Gangmaster Qiao...I...why are we going to Shaolin Temple? I have friends here." Wang Yuyan said weakly.

For some reason, her heartbeat actually accelerated.

Unparalleled poetry!

The righteousness is weak!

The story Xiao Yang said about Qiao Feng kept coming to her mind.

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