If he was really killed by this child on the spot, there would be nothing new.

After all, Master Kongjing and everyone in the Shaolin Temple were killed by Wang Junyuan so easily without even the slightest ambiguity. I wonder what kind of terrifying person he was.

Wang Junyuan was gasping for air at this time, gritting his teeth, and his whole body seemed like a deflated rubber ball, and he immediately knelt on the ground.

Looking up at the blue sky, I finally couldn't hold on anymore and tears rolled out.

"Master, I finally avenged you! Master! Your spirit in heaven can finally rest in peace!"

Wang Junyuan said this word for word, and everyone could not help but feel a chill in their hearts when they heard it.

Granny Tianji and Murong Chunyu both knew how deeply Monk Shi Lin's death had affected Wang Junyuan. Wang Junyuan had been following Master Shi Lin for many years, and the two of them suffered a lot in the Shaolin Temple.

Although Wang Junyuan was originally a monk in the Shaolin Temple, if it were not for Master Shi Lin, I am afraid he would no longer be in the Shaolin Temple.

The real Shaolin Temple is actually such a wretched place where filth is harbored and evil villains roam everywhere.

A ghostly place like this is really unbearable to see.

It's a bit too heartbreaking. The father and son who originally depended on each other were separated forever because of these despicable and wretched people.

Wang Junyuan knelt on the ground, and everyone present did not dare to move.

Seeing this, Zhao Rui immediately approached Murong Chunyu and said in his ear: "Hurry up and help this child up from the ground."

Murong Chunyu slowly stretched out his hand to signal Zhao Rui to be silent.

"This child's heart is too heavy. Master Shi Lin's blood feud has finally been avenged today. This matter is too big and we cannot act too hastily."

Zhao Rui nodded and said softly: "Actually, it doesn't matter. It's just that the people from the eight sects are still in the cave. Everyone has some private friendship with Master Kongjing and the people from the Shaolin Temple."

"I'm also afraid that if the people from the eight sects get violent, this child will encounter an accident and be in danger!"

Murong Chunyu raised her eyebrows, slowly turned her head, and said with a smile: "It seems that my husband-in-law likes children very much."

Zhao Rui reacted, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Look what you are saying, what a commotion has already happened in the cave, and you still think of this matter."

Murong Chunyu laughed softly and said: "So what's the problem?"

Zhao Rui turned his head away and thought: Indeed, it won't happen, but it is too inappropriate!

Since Master Kong Jing and everyone in the Shaolin Temple died tragically in the Tianquan Sect, the people of the eight major sects were leaderless and did not dare to take the next step.

To be honest, with so many people here, even if they were to kneel on the ground and wait for the people from Tianquan Sect and Wuling Sect to come and behead them, it would take many hours.

Murong Chunyu and Wan Yu jointly announced: "Since Master Kong Jing is dead, all you people from the eight sects should do is hurry down the mountain."

"The "Tian Canjue" was originally from the Shaolin Temple and has nothing to do with you. Leave as soon as possible!"

Fu Fang and the Chongzhen Seven Sages naturally don't want to leave, but now that the outcome is in front of them, what else can they do?
Chapter completed!