The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 274 Murong's Secret
Twilight has thickened.

The wind is violent and the snow is angry, and the frost is like a knife.

Two figures approached with strides, like the shadows of ghosts and ghosts, coming erratically.

Chen Zhuo narrowed his sword eyes slightly, and looked at Murong Longcheng in front of him with great interest, the martial arts myth 200 years ago, number one in the world, such scenes seemed familiar.

I remembered, wasn't it the same with Ganfeng Pond in the past.

But now it is not the same as before, and the position is different, but the result will be the same, nothing more than one vertical and one horizontal, winner and loser.

"How was the scenery 200 years ago?"

Chen Zhuo stamped his feet.

Murong Longcheng also looked at Chen Zhuo with great interest, and then replied with a sigh: "Fortunately, although it is a troubled time, heroes have been born in troubled times since ancient times, and the stars are shining brightly, creating many outstanding people; Since then, I have met the invincible 'Flying Tiger General' Li Cunxiao, and I have also competed with Zhao Kuangyin, but unfortunately, I have never lost in martial arts, but I lost to luck."

Speaking of these, he sighed.

But this made Chen Zhuo focus on it.

In about 200 years, a person can always think about one goal, one thing, and never change his mind. Such a person is either a lunatic, or his heart is as hard as a stone, with deep obsession.

"Your Murong family is really interesting. You are like this, and the father and son are also like this. Just because of the last wish of the ancestors, they ruined the whole life of the descendants of the descendants, making them spend their entire lives on a dream...is it worth it? ?”

Murong Longcheng shook his head and said: "How can a person like you understand that when a person is instilled with the desire to restore the country from birth, sets a goal, and everything he does is to get closer to this goal? , even women and children are part of it, you will know what kind of obsession this is."

He lightly moved the sword in his hand, and continued: "Time can't smooth that out. The thoughts, regrets and obsessions of generations have long been engraved into the bones of the Murong family."

Chen Zhuo stretched his hands and feet. Although his figure was tall and straight, but at the moment of stretching, his muscles and bones squirmed, his body stretched unceasingly, as if he had swelled up, and he became tall and burly. The explosions sounded in unison, like a series of firecrackers exploding on the ground.

The enemy in front of him is extraordinary, of course he has to show his real skills.

Although this body is good, but the best state is still the body of the deity, now I can only temporarily change the shape of the muscles and bones in order to get closer.

He moved his joints and wrists, and suddenly said: "I mean, is it possible that the ancestors of your Murong family didn't leave any last wishes? Everything is just someone from your Murong family who made up his own imagination? Maybe it's because you want to be an emperor crazy, or you can't let go of the glory of the past, so in order to satisfy your poor self-esteem, you deliberately made up the idea of ​​restoring the country, so that you can comfort yourself that the Murong family is the Dayan royal family. "

Murong Longcheng's movement of pulling the sword stopped suddenly, he laughed and said, "Fabrication? How is it possible?"

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and smiled back: "Hehe, who knows? After all, it happened hundreds of years ago, what if that person is you? You have lived for so many years, invincible in the world, famous and powerful I am afraid that you have already obtained and enjoyed it, but the emperor is not easy to do, so you use the ancestor’s last wish to control the descendants of the descendants as pawns, to achieve your goals, plan the layout for you, and then return to the rivers and lakes to get everything, wouldn’t it be wonderful!”

Murong Longcheng originally looked down at the sword in his hand, but when he heard this, he lifted his eyelids and turned his eyeballs up to look at Chen Zhuo. While revealing the whites of his eyes, there were also some extremely strange meanings in his eyes.

"Do you know why I guessed this way? Before you, your Murong family was a famous family, but it was far less prestigious than it is today. After you, "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" was born and became famous all over the world, and it became prosperous just now," Chen said. He brushed Luoxue off his shoulder clumsily, and didn't seem to care about the other person's eyes, but continued to speak slowly, "Should I say it's a joke that a low-level family of the world would pass on the idea of ​​restoring the country? Or is it ambitious? Or is it because your Murong Longcheng ambition is too deep?"

Murong Longcheng lowered his long sword and fell silent, as if he was thinking about this issue very seriously.

After a while, he grinned and said, "It's been too long, I forgot."

In a word, get rid of everything.

Chen Zhuo narrowed his eyes, nodded and smiled and said, "Very well, if you admit it, I will look down on you a little... It's a pity that your Murong family has been running for several generations, and it is useless. After you, only Murong Bo has some value." .”

Murong Longcheng clapped his palms and praised, and said with a smirk: "Okay, I thought I had high regard for you, but I didn't want to belittle you, but did I show my flaws?"

Chen Zhuo sighed: "Your Murong family has a single lineage, and Murong Fu's life and death are unknown. It is about the continuation of blood and family inheritance. You, an ancestor, are not in a hurry at all, and you just ask; , or you used them as a tool from the very beginning, and never took it to heart, because you wanted to be the emperor yourself."

The smile on Murong Longcheng's face became more and more weird, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.

"What qualifications do you have to say about me? You use the treasure map to stir up the rivers and lakes and set off a bloodbath. What is it for? We are just each other."

Chen Zhuo's eyelids trembled slightly, and he said softly, "Isn't it true that you already guessed in your heart?"

As soon as these words came out, Murong Longcheng's cheeks tightened, there was a strange color in his eyes, and then his face became more gloomy, and he said strangely: "He has a mind? Mind reading? How dare you lie to me."

But the man did not hide anything, flicked his sword with his fingers, and said softly: "Naturally, I want to be emperor. In my life, whether it is martial arts, or piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I have never failed; To lose is to miss this great country and let Zhao Kuangyin snatch it away, and since then, this defeat has made me feel lacking and has become an obsession."

"So, you cheated your death and hibernated, cheated your heirs with your ancestor's last wish, and waited for the opportunity." Chen Zhuo said quietly.

Murong Longcheng said coldly: "That's right, besides, I can also sink my heart and study the way of swordsmanship, otherwise, like the father and son, they are scheming and planning painstakingly, wouldn't they kill themselves; unfortunately, there should have been a few good times It's a good opportunity, but I am not the only one in this world who has contributed to good fortune, Duan from Dali has one, Xiaoyaozi, and the Jintai monk, besides a few other people who don't know the depth, that's why it has been delayed until now."

He followed casually and said: "After I feigned death, I changed my appearance and became an official in the Liao Kingdom. I also entered Tubo and sneaked into Tantric Buddhism. I also joined the army in the Song Dynasty and made great military exploits. It can be said that in recent years I have been behind all the conquests and battles."

These words really made Chen Zhuo take a deep breath.

What a despicable, shameless, shameless ancestor who harmed his children.

If Murong Bo and his son heard such words, they would feel like dying.

If one's own selfishness is cheated to death, one does not know how many generations of descendants.

"Sure enough, it's a thief to grow old and not die. The Murong family is really lucky to have an ancestor like you!"

Seeing Chen Zhuo's changed expression, Murong Longcheng smiled slowly and said, "I know why I told you so much? Humans can't always hide things, especially these ulterior secrets. I have already hidden them. How many days and nights, there must be an audience, but this has a price."

He straightened his long sword and stood in front of him. The cold light on the sword pierced through the wind and snow.

As soon as the words were spoken, a ray of sword light suddenly rose from the sky, traversed the world, and pointed directly at Chen Zhuo.

"Death!"

(End of this chapter)