God-level Selection System

Chapter 111: Murong Dragon City

It can be said that Xuan Xin's anger and murder was Ye Chen, and couldn't help but silently praise him in his heart!

It's really mourning (gan) heart (de) disease (piao) crazy (liang)!

"Master Xuanxin, do you think that as long as you kill Huiming, all this can be hidden? Or is it that the Shaolin Sect intends to keep so many of us who have witnessed this with our own eyes today on Shaoshi Mountain?"

These words can be said to be words of death, killing no blood!

Regardless of the Shaolin Sect's explanation now, Xuanxin's murder and extermination has been confirmed, which is equivalent to an indirect admission that the Shaolin Sect did secretly collude with the Liao State.

Otherwise, how could he become angry and kill the person involved Huiming?

"me……"

Right now, Xuan Xin couldn't argue with her words, looking at her hands tremblingly with a regretful expression on her face.

He is not stupid, just too impulsive...

Otherwise, the position of the abbot of Shaolin would not allow Xuan Ci to be in charge for so many years, and he could only condescend to become the first seat of the Dharma Academy.

After taking a deep breath, Xuan Xin said: "His Royal Highness, I have accepted what happened today by the Shaolin School... But there must be some misunderstandings. Maybe someone deliberately framed it and wanted to ruin my Shaolin Centennial Qing Fame...but things will come to an end. From now on, my Shaolin Sect will seal the mountain for a hundred years and thank guests behind closed doors. When the truth comes out, goodbye will come out!"

"Oh?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows with a sneer on his face: "The Shaolin School really has such a big face. If you have committed such a thing as the law of heaven, you just want to expose it lightly, let alone you. The name is Xuanxin, even if Ye Liangchen came to kiss him, this prince will not give him much face!"

"Now, you have two choices. One is that all monks will go to Kaifeng together with the imperial army under the mountain and be interrogated by His Majesty Father... The other option is that all the Shaolin monks will be distributed to me to the front line. Camp, fight the enemy together with my Dasong soldiers, and wash your sins with the blood of the Liao people!"

"Otherwise, the Shaolin Sect will probably be removed!"

"His Royal Highness, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, don't deceive others too much..."

Xuanxin gritted his teeth, blood seemed to ooze out of his mouth, and a mouthful of silver teeth rattled, staring at Ye Chen firmly, as if this way could calm the uncontrollable anger in his heart.

These two conditions can be said to be a dead end.

In other words, today Shaolin Sect is dead early and dead late!

"Oh?"

Ye Chen laughed, not caring about Xuanxin's eyes that seemed to be cannibalistic, and said loudly: "Everyone...the Shaolin faction collaborating with the enemy and treason, the evidence is conclusive. As the future prince of the Song Dynasty, this prince will be punished against Shaolin today Do you think you are deceiving too much?"

"His Royal Highness is wise and martial, and even more magnanimous towards Shaolin, I have no objection to it!"

"Yes, this kind of treason is also a bit more kind-hearted by His Royal Highness... It's me, I have sent an army to step down on Shaoshi Mountain and wash Shaolin!"

"That's right!"

At this moment, all the heroes in the arena.

Even those lay disciples who had a little bit of incense with Shaolin were filled with righteous indignation, and they did not have the slightest heart to protect.

How can you allow your children's personal affections to cause trouble in such family and country events?

In the face of big right and wrong, many people will regain their senses instead of just messing around.

What's more, now it's done.

Moreover, there is the Forbidden Army brought by Ye Chen under the mountain, which has surrounded the Shaoshi Mountain...

Simply put, it is a word, from the heart!

"Amitabha Buddha, His Royal Highness, please forgive others and forgive others."

Just as the crowds were talking about it, an old voice sounded.

And in the square, there is also an additional monk.

This monk is not young, his sparse long beards are all white, his actions are slow, his energy is weak, he doesn't look like martial arts, he still holds a broom that has been used for an unknown amount of time, and his branches are sparse.

Sweeper!

Even such an ordinary appearance gave Ye Chen an unimaginable horror.

After all, since just now, he has faintly noticed that it seems that someone is watching him and has been watching the movement on the square.

And the appearance of the sweeping monk did not even notice him.

It's as if the other party's whole person is integrated with this world...

"What a sweeping monk, it didn't disappoint me."

After taking a deep look at the person, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and pointed out, "But... should I call you the Sweeper, or should I call you Murong Dragon City?"

"Ahem."

Hearing that, the old face moved slightly, but he said nonchalantly: "The past is like a cloud of smoke, so why should your Royal Highness stick to a name?"

Most of the people present at this conversation between the two were confused.

After all, the name Murong Dragon City was already a hundred years ago.

Since ancient times, winners and losers can often be engraved in the history books, only the name of the winner, who cares about a person who has already failed?

Except...Tianshan Tongmao.

The latter was full of disbelief, and shook his head, "Murong Longcheng, you... how could you still be alive?"

You know, Murong Longcheng, Zhao Kuangyin, and Xiaoyaozi are almost all figures of the same period.

in other words.

If this person is really Murong Dragon City, he is at least one hundred sixty and seventy years old!

Hearing this, the sweeping monk also glanced at Tianshan Tong's grandmother inadvertently, and said lightly: "It turns out that it is the female doll next to Brother Xiaoyao...Unexpectedly, after so many years, you have not changed at all."

"Compared to the predecessors, it's far behind."

Tianshan Tong's grandmother knew that even if she had cultivated the "Unold Changchun Gong" to the highest level, she couldn't do it like a sweeping monk.

Immortal Changchun Gong...

As the name implies, it can only make people not old, not immortal.

Hearing the greetings of the two, Ye Chen also said quietly: "A good word of the past, all in the past... If the senior is really a step ahead of the family ancestors, the unification of the world and the establishment of the Song Dynasty have long been put down, then Why bother to manipulate Shaolin secretly, even at the expense of colluding with the Liao people?"

When the words fell, it was as if it was an old and old sweeping monk, and two horrifying light flashes in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, although Brother Zhao died young, there is still such a handsome man among the younger generations. Compared with the ineffective little guys of my Murong family, they are much more powerful, cough cough..."

"Senior is too good."

For Murong Dragon City’s praise, Ye Chen just smiled faintly, and said quietly: "Actually... if the seniors didn’t attack the Murong family’s bloodline descendants, then maybe they wouldn’t, all of them would have died young."