Gusu South Murong

() "Mr. Murong is so strong even with an injured body, Qiao Feng admires him!" Seeing the embarrassment gradually subside, Qiao Feng opened his mouth.

Zhao Qiansun was much more honest after being severely humiliated by Murong Fu, the eyes he looked at Murong Fu were not as disdainful as before, Tan Gong and Tan Po were all looking at the sword marks on their bodies with lingering fear, if Murong Fu insisted If you want to make a move, the few of you are probably dead by now.

As Qiao Feng's words fell to the ground, a burst of shocking screams followed, and gradually, it almost swept across the entire apricot forest!

Murong Fu, Gusu Nan Murong, the well-known Gusu Nan Murong in the Jianghu beat up Taihang Mountain Tan Gong, Tan Po and the arrogant Zhao Qiansun without temper. Everyone in the Jianghu knew Gusu Nan Murong used the way of the other to return to the other, but he didn't expect that Murong Fu's swordsmanship was also unpredictable, and he even comprehended the sword light that hadn't appeared in the rivers and lakes for decades.

Murong Fu coldly cast aside that crazy Zhao Qiansun who didn't know the so-called madness, stopped talking, turned back to the center between Wang Yuyan and Abi, and didn't bother to care about the people present. To him, only Qiao Fengfeng was valued by him, except Qiao Feng, They're all a bunch of trash.

Seeing that Murong Fu didn't move, Elder Xu ignored Zhao Qiansun and the other three who were in a panic, and said in a low voice: "Brothers, I don't know who the person who wrote this letter is. Beggars have been in the gang for more than 30 years. For nearly [-] years, they have retired to the mountains and forests. They no longer roam the rivers and lakes. I say a few words, do you believe me or not?"

Murong Fu secretly sighed, what should come will still come!Perhaps, from today onwards, Qiao Feng is no longer the spiritual leader of the younger generation in Jianghu, and he is no longer the famous Bei Qiaofeng of the Beggar Gang.

Wang Yuyan leaned on Murong Fu's shoulder, sniffed cutely and said, "Looking at my cousin's appearance, I'm very disdainful of these Jianghu seniors who came here."

Facing his relatives and friends, Murong Fu no longer had an indifferent expression on his face, and said with a calm smile: "There is no shortage of seniors in the world, strength is king, and seniority is imaginary. If you want to be respected, what is seniority? What I hate the most are those old people who have no strength and rely on their seniority to sell their old people."

Although Deng Baichuan was upright but not pedantic, he neither approved nor objected to Murong Fu's words, but Feng Bo E laughed and said: "Haha, what you said is right, seniors are just a bunch of shameless trash Just bragging about it."

Although the people around had heard Murong Fu's words, none of them dared to yell and scold. Zhao Qiansun's living example was right in front of them. They wouldn't be so confident that Murong Fu was a good talker. Don't fight back.

At this time, monk Zhiguang from Tiantai Mountain also came here, and his arrival made the scene more and more confusing. Because of monk Zhiguang, the civil strife in the beggar gang turned into a story about 30 years ago when he went to Yanmenguan to kill the barbarians. .

While Murong Fu was talking with Wang Yuyan, Azhu Abi and others, he heard Qiao Feng shouting loudly: "No, no! You are talking nonsense, you fabricated such a nonsense to frame me. I am a dignified Han, how can I be a Khitan Hulu? I...I...Mr. San Huai is my biological father, you talk nonsense..." Suddenly, he separated his arms and rushed to Zhiguang, and grabbed his chest with his left hand.

As soon as they said a word, Deng Baichuan, Gongyegan and others were all surprised. The majestic leader of the beggar gang and the great hero in the world, Bei Qiaofeng, was actually a Khitan. Even Azhu Abi couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

Deng Baichuan looked at Murong Fu with a plain face and said: "My lord, you...don't tell me you already knew about it, lord?"

Murong Fu said indifferently: "I don't know, but whether Qiao Feng is from Khitan or Han, what does it have to do with me? What I respect is him as a person, not his identity."

Qiao Feng's blood surged, and he said loudly: "Master Zhiguang is a man, and I have always admired him. You...you... want to remove me from the position of leader, that's fine, I will let others do it, why did you make up this story?" Yan Li came out and slandered me? I... What the hell did I, Qiao, do that you forced me so hard?"

His last few words were also hoarse, and everyone couldn't help feeling sympathetic when they heard them.

But hearing the crackling of the bones on Master Zhiguang's body, everyone knows that his life is in the breath, and the difference between life and death is only tied to Qiao Feng's thought.In addition, the wind blows the treetops, the insects sing in the grass, everyone breathes and pant, and no one dares to make a sound.

Murong Fu's eyes stayed on Qiao Feng's body all the time, seeing the moistness in the corners of Qiao Feng's eyes, he said with a smile: "Murong Fu is convinced by Gang Leader Qiao's integrity, whether it is Han people or Khitan people, you will always be you. "

After a long time, Zhao Qiansun suddenly sneered and said: "It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous! The Han people may not be superior to others, and the Khitan people may not be inferior to pigs and dogs! What's the taste if you insist on pretending to be a Han person when you are a Khitan? Parents also refused to admit it, what kind of man do you call yourself..." Before he finished speaking, an extremely domineering finger pointed at Zhao Qiansun, and Zhao Qiansun instinctively raised his internal strength to force him to follow.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth!Zhao Qiansun looked at a certain place with horror on his face, not daring to speak any more.

"People who are greedy for life and afraid of death are qualified to speak out here? Just because you dare to be called a man of the world? Murong Fu doesn't bother to be with you, so get out!" Murong Fu looked at Zhao Qiansun coldly, Needless to say, the finger just now was sent by Murong Fu.

In Qiao Feng's heart, he was somewhat grateful to Murong Fu, although Murong Fu had never been willing to become a brother with him, but even at this moment, he still spoke for himself, even if he was a hero of Qiao Feng's generation, his eyes could not help but moisten, Wan Fu pointed out, all Everyone regards themselves as Khitan people, everyone hates him, only Murong Fu remains unmoved.

After receiving Wang Jiantong's handwriting from Elder Xu, Qiao Feng carefully read it clearly. These few lines were indeed written by his teacher Wang Jiantong. In this way, there was even more doubt about his own background, but Thinking that the teacher has always treated me like a loving father, taught me strictly, and loved me dearly, but I didn't know that when I took over as the leader of the beggar gang, I secretly wrote down this will.There was a pain in his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes, dripping little by little on the handwritten letter of Gang Leader Wang.

Elder Xu said slowly: "Chief Qiao, don't blame us for being rude. Gangzhu Wang's handwriting was known only to Vice-guildmaster Ma. He kept it in a strict collection and never told anyone about it." When he said this, he turned his gaze to Murong Looking back, she said: "Firstly, Mrs. Ma is very bitter about her husband's feud. Brother Da Yuan cannot be wronged and die in the bottom of the sea. Secondly, Chief Qiao is protecting the barbarians. What he has done has really endangered the gang..."

Qiao Feng said: "I protect the barbarians, where did this matter start?"

Elder Xu glanced at Murong Fu and said, "The word 'Murong' means Hu's surname. The Murong family is a descendant of Xianbei, just like the Khitan, they are both barbarians and barbarians."

Qiao Feng said: "It turns out that Mr. Murong is from Xianbei, I don't know."

Elder Xu said: "Three things, the leader of the gang is a Khitan person, there are already many people in the gang who know, and there has been chaos, so it is useless to conceal it."

Bao BuTong couldn't stand listening to Elder Xu's words, and cursed angrily: "Old beggar, do you know that being old and not dying is a thief? What does my Brother Murong have to do with you? Who is Brother Murong? A group of jumping rats dare Talk about me, Brother Murong?"

There was no wave on Murong Fu's face and he said indifferently: "What does my background have to do with you?"

Everyone in the Beggar Clan lost their temper at Murong Fu's words. Of course, what does Murong Fu's bloodline have to do with them?Murong Fu is not a member of his beggar gang, it would be unreasonable for him to poke someone's back, but Mrs. Ma in the corner changed her voice and brought the topic back to the cause of Ma Dayuan's death.

After a wave of ups and downs, Qiao Feng's life experience was revealed, and it was not long before he was suspected that Ma Dayuan's death was related to him. For a moment, there was silence in the apricot forest, except for the sound of everyone's heavy breathing.

At this moment, the sky was bright, and Murong Fu was extremely disdainful of these clowns who pretended to be decent seniors. He looked at Qiao Feng and said with a smile, "Master Qiao, do you still remember the first time we met at the wine shop?"

Qiao Feng's expression was extremely gloomy at this time, upon hearing Murong Fu's words, Qiao Feng's eyes glowed again, and he said with a smile, "Of course I remember, that time was the happiest day for Qiao."

Murong Fu smiled bitterly in his heart, maybe the next time we meet, it will be the time for us two to fight to the death, and said: "That time, I said I didn't kill Ma Dayuan, you and I met by accident, but you believed me."

Qiao Feng laughed: "Although Qiao is not a hero, I can see that Mr. Murong is an arrogant person, and an arrogant person doesn't bother to lie. I also believe that Mr. Murong has no motive to kill the deputy leader of the horse."

The people at the side watched Qiao Feng and Murong Fu cherish each other, and couldn't help feeling excited, a good man should be like this, Wang Yuyan and Abi both cared about Murong Fu, seeing Murong Fu's change from the image of a handsome son in the past, they were not very proud.

Murong Fu's tone changed, he laughed and said: "Today you, Qiao Feng, are accused by thousands of people, and I believe you too!"

The unrestrained and unrestrained words surprised everyone present. Deng Baichuan and others also looked at Murong Fu with admiration. What I mean, I also believe in you, how can I not feel emotional?

Qiao Feng laughed loudly and said, "I, Qiao Feng, have no regrets in this life with your Young Master Murong speaking today!"

Murong Fu did not regard Qiao Feng as a friend. Strictly speaking, the two could only be regarded as rivals, but often the sympathy between rivals is the most touching!