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"Does he really know what happened back then?"
"If the truth is revealed, what will become of Shaolin Temple's reputation?"
"That's it!"
Xuan Ci sighed and then announced, "Notify the elders of the temple that Shaolin Temple is departing for Ping An Inn."
Upon receiving this news, the entire Shaolin Temple was abuzz with discussion.
Li Chengqian killed a thousand people with his sword outside the Ping An Inn, including members of the Shaolin Temple of the Song Dynasty.
Now the abbot is ordering the entire Shaolin Temple to set off for Ping'an Inn. Is this an attempt to seek justice?
Sutra Pavilion.
An old monk sweeping the floor frowned.
Over the past month, I have heard the name "Peaceful Sword Immortal" many times, and the more it is spread, the more mystical it seems.
Now that the Sword Immortal of Peace has clashed with the Shaolin Temple again, should I go and pay him a visit?
The two people in the library have already set off; perhaps I should go with them.
The Prince of Dali, a vassal state of the Song Dynasty.
Seeing Duan Yu's haggard appearance, Duan Zhengchun felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
She only has one son, how could she not care about him?
But what can I do now that things have come to this? I've already verified the facts with Wang Yuyan's mother.
She was indeed one of his former confidantes, and according to Mr. Li, she was basically caught in his trap.
Dao Baifeng comforted Duan Yu, and seeing her son like this, she felt bad too.
Moreover, they have unspeakable suffering.
How can I talk to my son about this?
Are you suggesting I say, "Son, your father isn't Duan Zhengchun; he was born because I cheated on him. Are you happy about that?"
If this truth were revealed, Duan Yu would probably commit suicide on the spot.
"Ugh!"
Duan Zhengchun sighed deeply.
"Yu'er, accept reality."
"I'm setting off for Ping An Inn tomorrow. Your sisters can't stay away like this forever."
Upon hearing the words "852 Ping An Inn 4 104278", Duan Yu finally regained some energy.
"(Zhao Hao's) father, I want to go see Sister Wang Wo."
Looking at her son's gaunt face, Dao Baifeng said weakly, "Go ahead, I'll take this opportunity to see how many romantic entanglements he left behind back then."
Hearing Dao Baifeng's words, Duan Zhengchun felt a little ashamed, but he quickly recovered.
They'll probably go too, right? What should I say when I see them?
Now that Azhu and Azi have been found, who gave birth to the remaining two?
Ping An Inn.
In the yellow-lettered room, Qiao Feng was deep in thought.
How is Miss Azhu doing? Does she still remember the promise of cattle and sheep beyond the Great Wall?
Now I am just a Khitan, but she is the princess of the Prince of Zhennan.
Thinking of this, Qiao Feng's mind became somewhat unsettled.
The fact that Mr. Li has not yet mentioned the Yanmen Pass massacre indicates that this old case has far-reaching implications.
If a large number of people were involved, would he have launched a massacre against the Song people?
Chapter 217 Ximen Chuixue's Dilemma, Feng Qingyang Emerges from the Mountain
However, Qiao Feng wasn't the only one causing trouble at Ping An Inn.
The Emei Sect's leader, Abbess Miejue, was equally troubled.
The person who bothered her was none other than the cold-faced swordsman Ximen Chuixue.
It wasn't that she opposed Ximen Chuixue and Sun Xiuqing's relationship, but rather that Ximen Chuixue was a scoundrel.
If you like someone, just say so. What are you doing loitering around the door all day?
Whether it's killing or marrying, they should at least give a straight answer.
If you don't speak, how will anyone know what you're thinking?
Looking at the figure at the door, Miejue sighed and said, "Xiuqing, what do you think of this matter?"
In response to the sect leader's question, Sun Xiuqing glanced at the figure outside the door.
"I"
After stammering for a long time, Sun Xiuqing still couldn't come up with a coherent explanation.
The main problem is that this is too outrageous; I never expected that I would suddenly fall in love with a man I've never met before.
I can't really say I like him, but I just can't forget him.
Looking at Sun Xiuqing's expression, how could Miejue not understand Sun Xiuqing's thoughts?
"Never mind, Mr. Li's storytelling venue will open in a few days. Let's ask him for a solution then."
When Miejue said this, she deliberately raised her voice.
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Ximen Chuixue left from the doorway.
Qixingtang in Jiangnan. 730
A stunningly beautiful woman was reclining on a soft couch, engrossed in reading a book.
"The Sword Immortal of Peace truly lives up to his reputation. I can deceive the world, but I cannot deceive his eyes."
"interesting!"
After saying that, Murong Qiudi put the "Legend of Sword and Fairy" storybook aside.
"Someone is coming!"
"Get ready, I'm going to Ping An Inn."
"I am deeply grateful to Mr. Li for placing me on the list of beauties of the Ming Dynasty. How could I not personally go and express my gratitude?"
After saying that, a smile appeared on Murong Qiudi's lips.
Although Li Chengqian did not name names as the organizer of "Celestial Venerable" in the previous talk show,
However, it's obvious to everyone that they just dare not say it because of the pressure from Qixingtang and Tianzun.
Overseas of the Ming Dynasty.
Two figures, one fat and one thin, disembarked from the boat.
After disembarking, the fat man opened the book in his hand.
"Second brother, shall we go to the Ping An Inn?"
The skinny man had a serious expression, never one to smile.
"go with!"
"Hehehe!"
"We should go, but let's finish up what we're doing first. (chbb)"
"For Mr. Li's sake, my brother and I left the island a month in advance."
"enough."
The skinny man suddenly uttered three words, and then the two of them turned into red and blue streaks of light and disappeared.
His skill was so profound that it was truly astonishing.
A small courtyard in a bamboo grove.
Li Chengqian looked at the prize in front of him with a depressed expression.
Last night, over 300,000 popularity points were used for the gold lottery, and over 70,000 popularity points remain. (bqget.m)
Li Chengqian didn't care about the current popularity of over 70,000 people at all, so he casually slapped them when he got up.
As a result, apart from the Yellow Hut and the second half of the Nine Yin Manual, the rest were all Great Rejuvenation Pills.
"Seriously? Why are you giving me so many Great Rejuvenation Pills?"
"This thing isn't working now!"
After venting his frustrations, Li Chengqian put five bottles of Great Rejuvenation Pills into his system space.
The Great Rejuvenation Pill no longer increases one's internal energy; if one pill is taken every three days...
This thing can barely increase one's power for a few months, but if you eat it continuously, it's completely useless and no different from eating chocolate beans.
"Shaolin Temple, really! Can't you guys even develop a pill that doesn't cause drug resistance?"
Once again shifting the blame to Shaolin Temple, Li Chengqian began washing up.
Shaolin Temple:
We usually use this as a treasure to guard the temple; I never imagined that someone would eat it like candy.
Thinking over the cliff.
Countless swordsmen came here, and without exception, they all came to pay their respects to Feng Qingyang.
Looking at the people on the Cliff of Contemplation, Yue Buqun was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
Could it be that the Sword Sect's fortune hasn't truly run out yet?
Two days ago, I almost lost my life at the Ping An Inn.
According to the plan, he was to join Zuo Lengchan and the others in resisting Li Chengqian.