"Really?"

Seeing Song Yang's news, Wang Yuan asked in surprise.

To be honest, Song Yang was able to become a teacher, and the happiest person besides Song Yang was Wang Yuan.

After all, this chick plays games to make money to support herself, but after entering the game, she is taken into the Xiaoyao Valley retreat, not to mention making money, she has to borrow money.

The most hateful thing is that this girl comes to eat every day and eats so much.

Now that Song Yang can finally become a teacher, Wang Yuan is like an old father, who is relieved to see that his children can finally support themselves.

"Of course!"

Song Yang was extremely proud.

"What's the task, do you want me to help?" Wang Yuan asked very enthusiastically.

"Participate in the Heroes Conference!" Song Yang replied: "It is said that there is a martial arts scum in the rivers and lakes, killing my father, killing my mother, killing my master, my senior brother organized a hero conference to discuss getting rid of this martial arts scourge, and Su Xinghe asked me to follow and see it." ”

"Kill your father, kill your mother, kill your master? Is it so exciting? Wang Yuan was surprised: "I wander around the rivers and lakes every day, why haven't I heard of this person?" ”

"Who knows!" Song Yang said: "It is said that that person used to be some kind of helper. ”

"Helper?"

When Wang Yuan saw Song Yang's news, he was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "What is that person's name?" ”

"I don't know." Song Yang said: "Anyway, let me go to the hero conference, go and see it, and do me a favor by the way." ”

"Where to participate?" Wang Yuan asked.

"Juxianzhuang!"

He replied, "It's three days later!" ”

"Lean !!" Wang Yuan's name is a collapse.

Qiao Feng didn't know where to offend the designer, he was really a ill-fated person, who had just escaped from the tiger's den of Shaolin Temple, and was going to the wolf's den of Juxianzhuang to seek medical treatment.

Although the monks of Shaolin Temple have a muddy brain, they are still reasonable as a famous and decent family, Wang Yuan grasped the reason of "compassion", even if he intended to help Qiao Feng, as a Buddhist NPC, Xuan Ci and others would not take Wang Yuan well, after all, Wang Yuan did things within their rules, and helped Qiao Feng to maintain the reputation of Shaolin.

But this time it was different, this time it was Song Yang's mission.

It is not clear whether the Xiaoyao faction is a famous and decent Wang Yuan, but listening to the meaning of Song Yang's words, her senior brother seems to be the initiator of this hero conference, and Song Yang must have a share to kill Qiao Feng.

If you help Qiao Feng again this time, it will be a direct collision with Song Yang.

Is it watching a friend in the game die, or offending a real-life neighbor? That's a problem......

Offended Song Yang to help Qiao Feng? After all, Qiao Feng is just a set of data, and his demise is his fate.

No matter if you don't ask, let Qiao Feng die? This is not good, after all, Qiao Feng is also Wang Yuan's friend, even if he is just an NPC, he can't let him be killed, not to mention that Qiao Feng's favorability has been brushed up, with such a big boss friend, Wang Yuan has offended Ouyang Feng and others, and if he wants to clean up Wang Yuan, he has to weigh it.

Things have developed to this point, Wang Yuan is really entangled.

Now go tell Qiao Feng not to go to Juxianzhuang?

It's also unlikely!

With Qiao Feng's temper, it is one thing to listen to persuasion or not, he will definitely not care about Longtan Tiger's Den, and the task of Juxianzhuang has been opened, and the system will not allow Qiao Feng to slip away, in Xuan Ci's words, this is called the destiny of heaven.

"Forget it, let's go back to Shaolin first and see what Xuan Ci's reaction is saying!"

Wang Yuan shook his head and went straight to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Just after this incident, Wang Yuan didn't dare to guarantee what Xuan Ci would do to him, although he would not be expelled from the division directly, stay in the temple for observation, and he should not be able to escape from confinement.

Juxianzhuang's mission will start in three days, and if Xuan Ci locks himself up for ten days and half a month, it will be just wrong.

In this way, there is no need to offend Song Yang, and if Qiao Feng is really killed by the people of Juxianzhuang, Wang Yuan still has a reason to convince himself that he will not be so guilty.

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, Lao Tzu was locked up because of Qiao Feng, Qiao Feng still has to go to Juxianzhuang to die, I can't save him, this really doesn't blame me......

……

At this time, it was late at night, and most of the players in Shaolin Temple had gone offline, and only a small night owl was still wandering.

On the Daxiong Treasure Palace, it is brightly lit.

Wang Yuanjin walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall as usual, and as soon as he entered the door, he knelt directly on the ground and said, "The disciple knows that he is wrong!" ”

Don't care if it's wrong, it's right to admit your mistake first, this trick has been tried and tested repeatedly for Xuan Ci.

But this time it was different.

According to usual, even if Xuan Ci is unhappy in his heart, he can tolerate himself, the only apprentice, and when he sees that he admits his mistakes, he will definitely help himself up immediately.

However, this time, Xuan Ci did not say anything at all.

Wang Yuan was a little flustered in his heart: "Damn, won't Boss Xuanci forgive me?" Did you get away with it this time? ”

"This shameless, can it still be like this?"

"How pure are we?"

Just when Wang Yuan was secretly panicked, he only heard someone whispering not far away, and at the same time, several eyes were staring at him.

“？？？”

Wang Yuan raised his head violently, only to see that Xuan Ci was not alone in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, in addition to Xuan Ci, there were two more big monks in robes and two players......

"Brush ......"

Wang Yuan's old face turned red directly.

It seems that Wang Yuan's skin thickness also has an upper limit.

The two players are far from strangers, the tall and thin one on the left is called the Three Thousand World, the dragon in one hand is fierce and fierce, and the short man on the right is called Yingfu Shouxin, the internal strength is strong, and it is still above himself, both of them are the top masters in the Shaolin Temple.

The other two monks in red robes, Wang Yuan only knew the Xuan Yan sitting on the futon of the Three Thousand Worlds, but as for the short and thin old monk in front of Yingfu Shouxin, Wang Yuan had never seen it.

"Meet Master! Meet the first Uncle of the Dharma Hall! Wang Yuan got up and hurriedly rushed to Xuan Ci and Xuan Yuan's strength.

"Yes!"

Xuan Ci nodded, pointed to the thin old monk on the right and said, "This is Master Fang Zheng!" Salute quickly! ”

"Master Fang Zheng!!"

Hearing Xuan Ci's words, Wang Yuan couldn't help but be stunned.

The name of Master Fang Zheng, Wang Yuan has long heard of it, this person's cultivation is exquisite, Yijin Jing has been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, and the high martial arts can rank among the top three in Shaolin Temple, and he has long been designated as the next Shaolin abbot.

It's just that this monk lives in a simple place and rarely appears, Wang Yuan has been in Shaolin Temple for so long, and it is the first time he has seen this legendary monk.

Such a great master of cultivation has to be the same as himself and Qiao Feng, eight feet tall, ten girths, and extremely burly, but who would have thought that this legendary Master Fang Zheng would be such a dry and thin old monk.

Unexpected, true, unexpected.

After Wang Yuan stepped forward and saluted, Master Fang Zheng looked at Wang Yuan with a smile and said, "It turns out that you are Niu Dachun's nephew, and then you are terrifying." ”

"Hey...... Do you praise me or hurt me? ”

Seeing Master Fang Zheng's expression, Wang Yuan suddenly felt a sense of weakness.