Dart Master

Chapter 187
"God is not blessed, my son was a hero in his prime, but unfortunately he was killed by the Jiangdong thief Qin Wushang. This is the great misfortune and shame of my Murong family..."

Speaking of this, his eyes were red and he coughed, showing his old age.

Perhaps it was because he had already left the battlefield and stayed with the female concubine every day, listening to songs and music, Murong Bei was no longer the hero of Mobei, the number one hero of Xichuan.

He became a little sad, with tears running down his face, and the white hair on his temples couldn't help but make people sad, the hero is no longer, Feng Tangyi is old.

"Patriarch, don't be sad, I would like to lead three hundred soldiers, go down the river overnight and go straight to the east of the river to kill the thief Qin Wushang." Immediately a strong general stood up from below and shouted loudly.

"Patriarch, we are all willing to fight."

……

All of a sudden, the crowd became excited, and they were all the ones who said they would kill me.

Murong Bei nodded in satisfaction, "My Murong family has ruled Xichuan for many years, and I never wanted mere scumbags to run wild in Xichuan. I want to immediately order Qi people to kill Jiangdong and kill Qin Wushang."

After Murong Bei finished speaking, he looked at his younger brother Murong Xiong, who was the last confidant he trusted most. He didn't believe that his son, son-in-law, and even his own life were entrusted to Murong Xiong.

Murong Xiong stood up and said loudly: "Brother, I'm afraid this is not the time to kill Qin Wushang. This man became famous at a young age, he is the descendant of King Zhang of the Yin Division, the leader of Yan Jun's lineage, behind him are Xiang, Jin, Ma, Bai and other Yan Jun's direct descendants support it, if we forcefully attack Jiangdong at this time, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate."

When Murong Xiong said this, everyone who asked for the battle below shut their mouths one after another.

"Yu'er, what do you think?" Murong Bei turned his gaze to Murong Yu with some disappointment.

Murong Yu respectfully said: "I agree with Elder Xiong."

Murong Bei snorted angrily, and looked at Lu Chenfeng again. Lu Chenfeng thought for a while and said, "Elder Xiong's words are not unreasonable. I'm in the land of heaven in Xichuan, so I can't afford to venture out of Sichuan. If I want to kill Qin Wushang, why not?" Use a large army. I contacted the Assassins Guild through a trustee, Cao San and Qin Wushang have a vendetta against killing his younger brother, as long as we blow the wind, Qin Wushang will die without a place to bury him."

The people below immediately nodded and praised it as a good plan.

I secretly yelled for a headache, and almost forgot about it, Cao Si died at my hands, the killer guild, the ghost market, probably all over the world looking for me now, Lu Chenfeng's trick to kill with a knife is really vicious.

Murong Bei nodded in satisfaction, "If it's feasible, I'll leave this matter to you. You tell President Cao that as long as Qin Wushang's head can be taken, I, Xichuan, will pay any amount."

Lu Chenfeng was overjoyed, and looked at Murong Yu with a rather smug expression, "My son-in-law takes orders."

After the matter of Murong Zhan was resolved, Murong Bei's mood improved a lot. With a wave of his hand, he ordered the dancer to perform the dance. Listening to the melodious music, he squinted his eyes, enjoying it very much.

All the guests, especially the conservative old people, also toasted each other, indulging in dance music and elegant music, and had a great time.

What kind of master really is, there is what kind of servant, Lu Chenfeng was talking and laughing at the banquet, Murong Bei gave him this job, no doubt sent a signal to the old family, he is the real heir to the head of the family .

Right now there are three factions in the Murong family, Lu Chenfeng, Chunmeng and other relatives are the most powerful, holding heavy troops.Lu Chenfeng has been in Xichuan for many years, and he is also the son-in-law of the Murong family. This person is usually kind and generous, good at communication, known as the wise king of Xichuan, and has a deep heart for the old Murong family.It is the head of Xichuan's relatives to unite with Chunmeng.

Most of the people who ate and drank in this hall belonged to Lu Chenfeng's family. Murong Xiong just sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and did not drink or eat meat, which was incompatible with everything in the hall.

But everyone didn't seem to care, they were still chatting and laughing, having fun and drinking, presumably it was the same way, everyone was used to it.

Murong Yu just lowered his head and drank the wine to vent his dissatisfaction. It can be seen that he hates sensuality, and a person who has experienced under the knife of Mobei horse thieves has an instinctive aversion to Ruanxiang.

I have always hated the elegance of these old people. I thought that the night banquet would be different, but I didn't expect it to be the same as eating and drinking. It really disappointed me.

At this moment, I am worried about Ziyi and Shaotian again, and I don't know if they have arrived in Yundu.

While everyone was having fun, I stood up and quietly retreated outside. As soon as I reached the side door, I was blocked by Murong Xue who was chasing up.

"Xue Yi, where are you going?" Murong Xue stretched out her hand to stop me and asked.

"Miss is a little too concerned. I don't need to report to you where I go." I was a little displeased, so I pushed her hand away and walked out.

"Don't forget, you are my bodyguard." Murong Xue said a little unreasonably.

"There will be a martial arts competition later, do you want me to fight with the guests of the Lu family?"

I stopped in my tracks, Lu Chenfeng could really do this kind of Xiangzhuang's sword dance, Murong Yu, as the prince, definitely couldn't fight with a family guest himself, and they would definitely fall into a passive position once I left.

And if I want to have a certain influence in the Murong family, this opportunity must not be missed.Taoism respects the strong, if I can fight against all sides at the banquet, Murong Yu may trust me even more.

When I returned to the hall, there was already a fight in the hall, and the two generals were competing with each other.

In the Murong family's bones, the northern wolf tribe is still warlike, so martial arts competitions are popular, but judging from the fight between the two generals, it doesn't look like a rivalry, but rather a fight for life.

Not long after, a general had his throat cut, and blood was scattered all over the ground. The scene was extremely bloody. The distinguished guests of Murong's family immediately applauded, took out gold and silver from their pockets and threw them on the ground. Put the gold and silver from the ground into your pockets.

And his master stood up and gestured to everyone frequently to show his glory.

Murong Bei sat at the head, Fu Xu nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, some government soldiers stepped forward and dragged the corpse down.

I quietly sat down on the table, when Lu Chenfeng saw me coming back, a gloomy smile flashed in his eyes.

I saved Murong Xue on the plank road, broke his plan, and let Murong Xue beat him up in front of Murong Xiong, making him lose all face, how could he not be angry with me.

Lu Chenfeng has a large number of dead soldiers under his command, he can completely let a dead soldier assassinate Murong Xue again by means of a sword competition, and Murong Bei will have no choice but to fall into the hands of the dead.

It's just that I'm a little puzzled because he holds a lot of power, and Murong Xue is just a little girl, why must she be put to death.

As I was thinking, Murong Bei patted Xi Lang and said: "Contest continues, the winner will be rewarded by this King."

"I'm coming!" Behind Lu Chenfeng, the fierce man who was hostile to me stood up from the banquet, walked to the hall with a murderous look and shouted coldly: "Patriarch, the last general is willing to compete!"

After finishing speaking, he looked around the crowd, "Who dares to compete with me, Wen Kai."

Murong Xue turned her head and whispered: "Wen Kai is Lu Chenfeng's fierce general, with extraordinary strength, and this person has always won the first place in the previous martial arts competitions at the Patriarch's banquet."

I nodded and remained silent.

Wen Kai does have some skills, but I observed those who were present, and they may be my opponents. If there are less than five people, Wen Kai still can't catch my eyes.

I just bowed my head and drank, Wen Kai kept talking wildly at Murong Yu's series of challenges, and all eyes turned to Murong Yu for a while.

"General Yu, the general heard that you are unparalleled in the world, the true biography of the deep wolf god, could it be that your subordinates are full of cowards, and this will not damage the majesty of the general." Wen Kai shouted.

Murong Yu gave Wen Kai a cold look. What annoys him the most is that this kind of family strife is exhausting. Every year, how many capable people and generals do not die on the battlefield, but die in this hall, and become the fun of everyone. clown.

"Father, it's not Yu'er. When brother Zhan was alive, he was extremely disgusted with this kind of martial arts competition where he fought to the death. Now that his dead soul has not rested, how can I bear it." Murong Yu got up and bowed.

He has a lot of advice on weekdays, and it is precisely because of this that Murong Bei hates him, especially Lu Chenfeng and others often stir up troubles, and the father and son have reached the point where they can't see each other.

"Yu'er, are you blaming my father? Competing in martial arts is the tradition of my Murong clan. Could it be that you dare to disobey your ancestors?" Murong Bei frowned and asked in a cold voice, posing as King Xichuan. majesty.

The royal family and aristocratic families have no family ties, and it is not unusual for father and son to fight each other, but it is really rare that Murong Bei is so tit-for-tat.

(End of this chapter)