"Brother, he shouldn't have killed your mentor and adoptive parents."
According to the original work, Xiao Yuanshan should be the one who killed these people.
But Lu Qingyun is not sure whether Xiao Yuanshan is still alive, unless he can see Xiao Yuanshan alive with his own eyes.
"Brother, why do you say that?"
Xiao Feng put down the wine jar, frowned and then let go, picked up the wine jar again and took a big sip.
"Brother, if you have anything else to say, just tell me. Since I have plenty of time, I'll just drink and listen to stories."
Lu Qingyun gave a thumbs up, "Brother is quite free and easy."
Xiao Feng laughed loudly, showing his heroic spirit.
"The ancestor of Murong in Gusu was Murong Chui of the Xianbei tribe, who was known as the first war god of the Sixteen Kingdoms. Murong Chui was invincible in all battles throughout his life and established the Hou Yan regime.
After the fall of Later Yan, the Murong family lived in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River and took the restoration of Yan as their own responsibility for generations. As for the reason why Murong Bo provoked the Central Plains martial arts to sneak attack on his uncle, I really don't know. "
After Xiao Feng listened, he was thoughtful. Gusu Murong has been famous for many years, but he has this reputation to gather martial arts people from the Central Plains.
"So, Murong Bo is not the evil man?"
"It seems to me that Murong Bo, who is so focused on restoring his country, doesn't have the time to kill those insignificant people."
Xiao Feng felt that his mind was a little confused, so he picked up the wine jar and took another deep sip, and then collected his thoughts.
According to what Lu Qingyun said, Duan Zhengchun was not the eldest brother, so Mrs. Ma must have seen through his and A-Zhu's disguise and wanted to use his help to get rid of Duan Zhengchun, the heartless man.
In order to regain his country, Murong Bo planned the Battle of Yanmen Pass and led the Central Plains martial arts to sneak attack on his father and mother, which resulted in the death of his family and his exile in the Central Plains.
wrong!
If Murong Bo was the leading brother and no one knew about his fake death, then Mr. Tan and Mrs. Tan must also think that he was really dead.
There is no way they would rather die to keep the secret, unless the big brother who takes the lead must be someone else!
"Brother, who is the leader?"
"If you want to know what happened back then, you can only ask Master Xuanci of Shaolin. He was also involved back then."
"He was also involved?!"
Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin is a highly respected person. He began to retreat thirty years ago. He never sees outsiders and ignores secular affairs.
Could it be that he participated in that ambush, saw through Murong Bo's conspiracy, regretted it, and made the decision to retreat?
Thinking of this, Xiao Feng could no longer sit still and stood up and bowed.
"Brother, I have a favor to ask of you."
Lu Qingyun stood up quickly and asked with some confusion: "Brother, why are you like this? You and I are sworn brothers. Let's talk about anything first."
"Brother, I want to go to Shaolin to find Master Xuanci to understand the truth. Azhu is my true love. I don't know what will happen if I go to Shaolin. Can you please take care of me for a few days?"
"Brother, why don't I go with you, so I can take care of you."
"Brother, I understand my kindness. My eldest brother once studied in Shaolin and is very familiar with Shaolin. It is enough to go alone."
Xiao Feng's attitude was decisive, and Lu Qingyun couldn't say anything else. Considering that his cultivation level has few rivals in the world, I won't say more.
He grabbed the wine jar and said, "I will definitely take good care of my sister-in-law. I wish you a successful trip!"
"good!"
Xiao Feng laughed and grabbed the wine jar, bumped it with Lu Qingyun, raised his head and drank.
When the wine was finished, Xiao Feng threw the wine jar on the ground, cupped his hands into fists, and flew out of Jinghu Villa in a flash.
"This is too urgent!"
Lu Qingyun had a look of helplessness on his face. After slowly drinking down the remaining third of the drink, he stood up and walked towards the living room.
He was going to find Azhu and tell her the news of Xiao Feng's departure.
During a cup of tea, Lu Qingyun came outside the living room and felt a scent of fragrance coming to his face.
After sniffing hard, I immediately felt bad. My head felt dizzy and my whole body began to feel weak.
"Master Lu, we are really enemies of each other!"
From behind the screen in the living room, Murong Fu walked out with a smile on his face while waving his folding fan.
"Murong Fu, I didn't expect that you would become more and more shameless, even resorting to poisoning."
"Mr. Lu, I made a mistake. I didn't target you. It was you who entered this place by mistake!"
Murong Fu suppressed the excitement in his heart, but he did not expect to catch this big fish like Lu Qingyun.
The figure flashed to Lu Qingyun's side, tapped several large acupoints on his body, and carried him into the living room.
"Murong Fu, who is this person?"
Sitting on the main seat in front of the hall was a woman who still had charm. She was Murong Fu's aunt, her husband's surname was Wang, her name was Li Qingluo, and she was the owner of Mantuo Villa.
"Auntie, this person is Lu Qingyun, the great demon who is as famous as Dongfang Bubai, and he is also the son of Duan Zhengchun."
Murong Fu threw Lu Qingyun to the ground.
"Duan Zhengchun's son?"
Li Qingluo stood up and came to Lu Qingyun to look at him carefully.
The sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes carry a sense of arrogance.
The more Li Qingluo watched, the angrier she became. She raised her hand and slapped him.
A crisp sound resounded in the hall.
Lu Qingyun's eyes widened and he said sternly: "Li Qingluo, you dare to hit me!"
"What a joke, why don't I dare to hit you? Not only do I want to hit you, but I also want to kill you!"
Li Qingluo raised her palms again.
"Stop, my master is Li Qiushui!"
Lu Qingyun didn't want to be humiliated by another slap, so he spoke quickly.
"What!"
Li Qingluo stopped her palms.
"Auntie, don't listen to this kid's nonsense. He is the owner of the Piao Miao Peak Lingjiu Palace and the descendant of Tianshan Tong Lao."
"Snapped!"
Li Qingluo slapped him hard.
"If you hadn't reminded me, my aunt would have almost fallen for this puppy!"
Lu Qingyun moved his cheeks and regretted in his heart. If he hadn't drank some wine and relaxed his vigilance, how could he have been treated by Murong Fu.
With Murong Fu slandering him, he couldn't explain it even if he opened his mouth again.
Master Li Qiu Shui has passed away. If he told it, Murong Fu would definitely bite back and say that he and Tianshan Child Elder conspired to kill people. After hearing this, Li Qingluo even shaved him alive!
Secretly mobilize the little Nine Yang Qi in the body to remove the toxins in the body.
When Murong Fu saw Lu Qingyun lowering his head and said nothing, he knew that he wanted to use his inner strength to open the acupuncture points, so he couldn't help but show a mocking look.
Xixia Yipintang's sad wind Qingsu is not so easy to explain!
"Have you caught all the vixens around Duan Zhengchun?"
Li Qingluo sat back on the main seat and twisted her wrist.
It feels good to pump a puppy, and I feel very comfortable, but my wrist is a little twisted.
"Except for Gan Baobao missing and Kang Min dead, everyone else has been caught."
"Yes, you did something beautiful this time."
Li Qingluo sent his men to assassinate several women many times, but they all ended in failure. Unexpectedly, Murong Fu captured them all alive.
"Of course you have to do your best when doing things for your aunt."
Murong Fu said with a smile on his face.
"Auntie, should you escort them back to Mantuo Villa, or deal with them here?"
"Just stay here and save yourself the long nights and dreams!"
Although Jinghu Villa is not her territory, enough manpower has been arranged to guard it, so there won't be any problems.
"Okay, Auntie."
The corners of Murong Fu's mouth turned up, he closed his folding fan and said, "Mr. Lu, oh, that's wrong. I should call you Mr. Duan. Our accounts will be settled soon."
