Chapter 1829 No Regrets in Death

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Xuan Cheng immediately glared angrily: "Master Song, I broke the Zhenlong chess game. So many people outside saw it with their own eyes. Is there any fraud?" His tone was no longer as arrogant as he had been at the beginning, and even if he was furious, he didn't dare to scold him any more.

Song Qingshu said lightly: "I have seen your ingenuity before, and I definitely can't reach the point where I can solve this precious chess game."

"You!" Xuan Cheng's face was flushed, and he could not wait to jump up and shred the opponent. It's a pity that he was shocked by the last confrontation, and the injury has not been fully completed. Small, the whole temple has a big plan.

"Who is this young master?" Wu Yazi couldn't help looking at Song Qingshu. He saw that Xuan Cheng's high martial arts status in Shaolin was so choked by a young descendant that he didn't dare to refute him. great curiosity.

Seeing his handsome appearance, the key is to stand there with a light-hearted temperament, and I secretly praised in my heart, such a person is the best candidate for the successor of the Xiaoyao faction, but it is a pity that he did not break the Zhenlong chess game...

"I saw Senior Wu Yazi before Song Qingshu." Song Qingshu bowed, no matter in terms of age or her relationship with Li Qingluo, such a gift is still worthy.

"Oh, you are the Golden Snake King who has gained fame over the years." Wu Yazi was also a little surprised. He has been looking for successors to seek revenge for Ding Chunqiu over the years. Among the candidates for his inspection, it is a pity that he did not come to the Zhenlong chess game this time, "Sure enough, the hero is a boy."

"You are... Wuyazi?" At this time, people outside gradually came in, and Ku Rong could not help but be surprised when he saw the situation inside.

"Master Ku Rong, I haven't seen him for many years, and his style is still the same." Wu Yazi smiled slightly. He and Ku Rong used to be good friends. In the original book, he also specifically asked whether Master Ku Rong of the Zhenlong chess game had come.

"You are..." Ku Rong also saw clearly the rope tied to him at this time, and saw that his entire body was paralyzed, and he was shocked.

"Unfortunately, the teacher's sect has a disobedient disciple." Wuyazi sighed and stopped explaining. He didn't want to say too many scandals in the sect in front of so many outsiders.

"Master!" Su Xinghe and others also squeezed in, unable to help but choked.

"Hey, why are you injured?" Wu Yazi retreated in the innermost secret room, waiting for the selected disciples to come in, so he didn't notice what happened outside.

"Injured in the hands of the Mongols, that Falun Dafa King Jinlun is very powerful." Su Xinghe explained, suddenly seeing Song Qingshu and others, he hurriedly said, "Master, they are the ones who came to make trouble." Said it again.

"Oh?" Wu Yazi's expression changed, but he did not respond immediately.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but shook his head: "Senior has found such a foolish apprentice, no wonder he couldn't take revenge for so many years."

Su Xinghe was angry: "The surnamed Song, all the heroes of the world are here today, and justice is at ease in the hearts of the people. Don't think that you can do whatever you want with martial arts."

Song Qingshu sighed: "I was clearly saving your master's life, but you kept stopping me, and instead you helped those who wanted your master's life. What an age to live on a dog."

"You!" Hearing his words, Su Xinghe couldn't help but burst into anger, but he respected Master the most, and when he heard that someone wanted to kill Master, he was a little flustered for a while.

"Amitabha!" Xuanci stood up, "Don't lie to the donor of Song, who will harm the life of Wuyazi's predecessors!" In terms of peers, he can naturally be regarded as his senior.

Song Qingshu smiled: "Whoever can't hold his breath and jump out is the one."

People in Shaolin were angrily rebuked, and Master Yideng couldn't help but say, "Master Song, after all, Shaolin is Taishan Beidou in martial arts. If there is no real evidence, such an accusation may be difficult to convince."

Master Yideng is highly respected, and as soon as he said this, the people around him nodded.

Song Qingshu also had some respect for him, so he said to Wu Yazi: "If my expectations are correct, this time the senior asked the disciple to set up the Zhenlong chess game. I am afraid that the hero of the world is to choose a closed disciple to avenge himself. ."

Wu Yazi was startled: "It's true."

"Vengeance?" Ku Rong glanced at his hands and feet, "Could it be Ding Chunqiu?"

Wuyazi's color is a little ugly. He is extremely arrogant. It is a lifelong shame to be counted in such a miserable state by his own disciples. Now that he is known by so many people in the martial arts, it is even more embarrassing.

Song Qingshu also roughly guessed his thoughts and knew that it was difficult for him to admit it himself, so he said for him: "When Senior Wuyazi saw that Ding Chunqiu had a bad temperament, he didn't pass on his profound martial arts, how could he know that Ding Chunqiu had hatred In his heart, he took the opportunity to plan a plot to drive Senior Wu Yazi into the cliff. Although the senior saved his life, he was seriously injured and his limbs were broken, so he could not take revenge in person, so he planned to carefully select a closed disciple and pass on his martial arts. , clear the door for him."

Wu Yazi sighed, obviously full of helplessness.

"I see," Master Yideng nodded, "but why would you say someone wanted to kill him?"

Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Ding Chunqiu is a famous demon of the evil way. Who would dare to pat on the chest and promise that he will definitely be able to kill him?"

A group of people looked at each other, all showing hesitation, Master Yideng replied: "If you talk about

With his martial arts cultivation base, Lao Na is confident that he can surpass Ding Chunqiu, but he also has a world-famous poisonous skill. "

"The master's house is kind-hearted, and even if there is a chance, I am afraid that he will not kill him," Song Qingshu complimented him, and then said to others, "Even a person like the master who lives in the Central Plains cannot guarantee that he has the ability to kill. With Ding Chunqiu, how can Senior Wuyazi recruit a new closed disciple, how can he ensure that he has this ability?"

A group of people nodded, no matter how amazing the martial arts in the Wuyazi sect was, it would not have been twenty or thirty years before the disciples received would have the ability to kill Ding Chunqiu, but after twenty or thirty years, Ding Chunqiu might have died of old age. Where is the revenge? It is impossible for Wuyazi to have not considered these.

When Song Qingshu saw that it was almost time, he said: "Senior Wu Yazi has been planning to clean up the door for decades, it is impossible not to think of this, the reason why he chose to close the door is because he intends to use the method of empowerment. If you lose your kung fu to that closed disciple, if the opponent learns martial arts, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and it is possible to take revenge in a very short period of time."

"Wuyazi, you're crazy, the internal power you have acquired from Beiming Divine Art is poured into others, and you have no choice but to die!" At this time, the two women fighting on the other side heard his words, and they stopped one after another, looking anxiously one by one. To Wuyazi.

Wu Yazi's face was indifferent: "As long as the door can be cleaned up, there will be no regrets in death."

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