Arriving at the bottom of the cabin, Murong Fu first entered the room where Hui Yue Shi was being held. Hui Yue Shi still looked indifferent and cold, but he was much thinner than he was a month ago.
"How are you thinking? My patience is limited. This is your last chance." As soon as Murong Fu entered the room, he sat down on the desk and said in a calm tone.
In the past month, he has entered this room several times, trying to force the Huiyue Envoy to submit, but for some reason, this person still looked like he would rather die than surrender, even after learning that he was being hunted by the Persian Ming Cult.
, if this person had not been so good-looking, and it was up to her to unlock the secret of the Holy Fire Order, Murong Fu would have thrown him into the sea to feed the fishes.
The Huiyue Messenger was silent for a moment, but then he asked a question that surprised Murong Fu, "When you say surrender, do you want me to be your woman, or do you want me to be the sword in your hand?"
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, a little confused. After a long while, he finally managed to say, "This is the issue you have been thinking about this month?"
An unprecedented blush appeared on Huiyue's face, and she said a little shyly, "You... you touched my body. According to the custom of my hometown, I will either kill you or obey you. I can't kill you."
You, if you want me to be your subordinate, then I will only commit suicide."
After speaking, his expression gradually returned to coldness, and even a hint of determination.
Murong Fu looked at this foreign woman with a dark expression. For the past month, what she had been struggling with was not whether to surrender or not, but whether to be his own woman or a subordinate. Is there any conflict between the two?
"What a stubborn woman!" Murong Fu cursed in his heart, but said with a cold look on his face, "I don't lack women. If you are just a vase, what use do I need you?"
"I..." Huiyue's face was slightly suffocated. She had seen several women on the ship who were close to Murong Fu, and all of them were more beautiful than herself, and their martial arts skills were not weak. She couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, and sighed, "You kill me."
Leave me alone."
"Of course, if you are capable, you can be my woman." Murong Fu changed the subject and said.
Huiyue made her gray-white pupils light up slightly, "I can do anything!"
"Yes!" Murong Fu nodded, "freshen up and dress up, we are about to disembark."
After leaving the room, Murong Fu was in a good mood. He glanced at Ding Minjun and said, "Let's go and see Chen Youliang."
Then the two of them came to the room where Chen Youliang was imprisoned. Compared with Huiyue Shi, Chen Youliang's treatment was obviously much worse. There was a lot of debris accumulated in the room, which was messy and smelly.
Murong Fu's six senses were sensitive, so he only glanced at the door, then hurriedly backed out and said, "Brother Chen, please come out and talk."
Not long after, Chen Youliang walked out slowly, but his face was haggard and embarrassed, but his eyes were firm and indifferent, giving him a glowing look of great enlightenment.
When Chen Youliang saw Murong Fu at first sight, he was startled at first, then suddenly realized, a wry smile flashed across his face, "I wonder who it is, it turns out it's really Mr. Murong."
"Brother Chen, your time has come, but you can still be so calm. I have to say, I really appreciate you a little." Murong Fu looked up and down, and then faintly said something that shocked Chen Youliang.
"Why did the young master say this? Chen asked himself that he had never offended the young master, so why did he not want to let Chen go?" Chen Youliang asked in surprise.
"You have not offended me, but..." Murong Fu's face suddenly turned cold, "Your ambition is too great, and I don't want you to exist in this world."
Hearing Murong Fu's profound words, a look of surprise flashed in Chen Youliang's eyes, and he tried to say, "To be honest, young master, I do aspire to be the leader of the Beggar Clan, but what does this have to do with Mr. Murong? Why are you targeting him everywhere?"
To me?"
Murong Fu looked at him with a half-smile, "No, your ambition does not end there. Unifying the Beggar Clan is just your first step. Then you will gather the power of the Beggar Clan to unify the Central Plains."
As soon as these words came out, Chen Youliang's expression changed drastically. Although he had done a lot of big things in the Beggar Clan, even a few of his confidants only knew that he wanted to be the leader of the Beggar Clan, but they had never revealed that he wanted to be in the world.
How did Murong Fu know this?
Even Ding Minjun on the side looked at Chen Youliang in shock. Originally, Emei and the Beggar Clan were not in conflict with each other, but she had inexplicably arrested an eighth-generation elder of the Beggar Clan. She was still a little uneasy, but she did not expect that this man would actually have such a whim.
If you want to be an emperor and you are such a traitor, it is not an exaggeration to tear him into pieces.
After Chen Youliang was shocked, he immediately calmed down and said with an excited face, "We, the Beggar Gang, have always advocated helping the poor, expelling the Tatars, and restoring our country. However, Mr. Murong slandered me for having anti-Song intentions. Chen was dissatisfied. Even if he died,
It’s hard to close your eyes.”
He deliberately used the word "Beggars' Gang" in a very strong way, intending to remind Murong Fu that he was a member of the Beggars' Gang and it was not Murong Fu's turn to deal with it.
Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, "Okay, you may accuse me of slander or strong words. Anyway, it is really uncomfortable for a person like you to stay in this world."
As he spoke, he felt a wave of energy in his palm.
Chen Youliang was shocked. Not to mention that his internal power was blocked, even in his heyday, he would never be able to escape from Murong Fu's grasp. Now he was ready to fight, "Murong Fu, Chen is also a famous eighth-generation elder of the Beggar Clan. With you,
There is no grievance or grudge. If you kill me, won't you be afraid of becoming the Beggar Clan's number one enemy?"
"You died in an uninhabited overseas country. Who would know that it was me?" Murong Fu smiled faintly and choked Chen Youliang half to death with one sentence. This person was too unreasonable to act according to common sense. Just now he looked righteous.
The vigorous appearance suddenly became so evil and awe-inspiring.
Ding Minjun also glanced at Murong Fu with an incomprehensible expression. With the cold and decisive temper of the head, I am afraid that only Murong Fu, who acted unconventionally, could be subdued. But it was by chance that she learned about the relationship between the two of them.
secret.
Seeing that Murong Fu was determined to kill, Chen Youliang simply gave up and laughed wildly, "Hahaha... I originally thought that Murong Fu was a tycoon of his generation and could achieve great things, but I didn't expect him to be so narrow-minded.
He is a bit of a hero, but he is no better than a villain!"
Murong Fu was slightly stunned, but he was not angry. He looked at Chen Youliang with interest and asked, "Then I would like to ask Brother Chen, what is a hero? How can he become a great leader?"
"Hmph!" Chen Youliang snorted coldly, clasping his hands behind his back, "A true hero has the world in mind, has the world in mind, and uses everything available to sweep across the mountains and rivers with the power of conquering the sky."
Immediately, without waiting for Murong Fu to speak, he continued, "I would like to ask Mr. Murong, the reason why he had to kill Chen was because he felt that he was inferior to Chen and wanted to kill Chen before he could rise up? Forgive Chen for speaking frankly, Mr.
With such a broad mind, you cannot be a hero and conquer the world, let alone talk nonsense."
After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and looked like he was waiting to die.
Murong Fu was startled for a moment. He always felt that there was something missing when the Murong family was going to have an uprising. It was inevitable to look forward and backward when doing things. After Chen Youliang reminded him, he suddenly realized that his thoughts had always been on learning martial arts well and being able to move vertically and horizontally.
In the world, even if you fail, you still have a certain ability to protect yourself.
There is absolutely no determination to move forward, no confidence to conquer the world, and no awareness that a hegemon should have.
After a while, the expected death did not come. Chen Youliang opened his eyes and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that as long as Murong Fu did not take action immediately, it meant that his words worked and his life was saved.
"Hehe," Murong Fu sneered and said, "You are very good. I have always heard that you are good at speaking and talking about life and death. What I saw today is that you live up to your reputation. It is undeniable that I was really moved by your words."
Chen Youliang was secretly happy that he had left a green mountain without worrying about having firewood. As long as he escaped this disaster, he could do anything all over again. He was about to say something else when Murong Fu suddenly changed his subject, "But why should I leave one behind?"
Will potential enemies cause trouble in the future if they are still in the world?"
Chen Youliang was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the shadow of his hand flashing, and a white light came towards him. He wanted to dodge without thinking, but the next moment, he was horrified to see that his body and legs were running forward.
, but without a head, and then knew nothing.
Chen Youliang's body was separated and he fell to the ground, his eyes widened, as if he was still dead.
This was not the first time that Ding Minjun had seen such a bloody scene, but for some reason, he was so frightened this time. His face turned pale, his calves were shaking like chaff, and he looked at Murong Fu in incomprehensible horror.
"What? Are you scared?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows and asked calmly.
"No, no..." Ding Minjun's heart trembled, "I'm not afraid, really... really not afraid."
"Then why are you shaking?" Murong Fu grinned and put a hand on Ding Minjun's shoulder.
Ding Minjun's knees instantly softened and he knelt down directly, "Murong...Mr. Murong, I...I didn't see anything, I don't know anything, please don't kill me."
She is not stupid. The conversation between Murong Fu and Chen Youliang just now clearly revealed Murong Fu's ambition. If Murong Fu wants to kill people and silence them, she really has no choice. After all, with the relationship between him and the head Zhou Zhiruo, even if he
If you kill yourself now, nothing will happen.
"Get up," Murong Fu frowned slightly and said.
Ding Minjun forced out some strength and stood up.
"Do you know why he died?" Murong Fu asked calmly.
Ding Minjun was about to cry, and said with a slight trembling, "Because... because he threatened the young master, so... he deserves to die."
"Then are you threatening me?" Murong Fu asked with a warm smile on his face, stretched out his hand to pinch Ding Minjun's cheek.
Ding Minjun was so scared that he didn't dare to resist at all. He kept saying, "Minjun doesn't dare. Minjun will never dare to threaten the young master."
"Haha..." Murong Fu gave a long laugh, his figure flashed slightly, and disappeared into the cabin, leaving only a faint voice, "Take care of it, don't leave any traces."
Ding Minjun felt relieved, his whole body went limp, and he collapsed directly to the ground.