"Feng'er, why do you come back this time when you have time? Come, try the chicken soup that mom made for you!"
"Feng'er, you look like you've lost weight. If you don't want to be a gangster, you might as well stop working. I heard from the master in the temple that you are famous outside and have defeated all the invincible opponents in the north. How dangerous it is."
Old Man Qiao scolded: "I'm a woman with long hair and short knowledge. I'm the leader of a gang, and tens of thousands of his subordinates have to rely on him for their livelihood. How can I just say I don't want to do it and not do it?"
"You are the only one who knows a lot? Then why don't you become the gang leader?" the old woman began to retort.
"I, I don't have a chance, right?" the old man said harshly.
Qiao Feng watched everything with a smile while eating the packed food.
After experiencing the world, he suddenly understood one thing: maybe being ordinary and happy is the truth.
"Miss A'Zhu, you should also eat more. Little girl, you have to eat more, otherwise you won't have the strength to give birth to children in the future!" the old woman said with a smile to A'Zhu who was sitting in the other seat.
A'Zhu's pretty face turned red.
Several elders of the Beggar Clan came with them on eagles, traveling thousands of miles in a day at a very fast speed. But it was extremely cold at high places. When the elders went down to the ground, they were all shivering with cold. Now they went down the mountain to take a hot bath.
Only A'Zhu and Qiao Feng were the same as usual. Qiao Feng thought that this little girl might have some secret skills from the Murong family. This time in the southern trip, the unpredictable strength of the Nan Sword Immortal really amazed him.
"Xiao Feng, you are not young at this age. When are you going to marry Miss A'Zhu? Are we still waiting to have grandchildren?" Uncle Qiao asked directly.
A'Zhu's ears turned red and he just lay on the table quietly mixing rice.
Qiao Feng said quickly: "Mom and dad, don't get me wrong. Miss A'Zhu and I are just ordinary friends. She is the eldest daughter of the Murong family. She has been pampered since she was a child. How can a rough guy like me be worthy of him?"
A'Zhu raised his head and smiled: "Uncle Qiao Feng is joking. You are a great hero and a great hero. You are an indomitable and well-known figure in the Central Plains. A little girl like Puliu is not worthy of you."
Qiao Feng paused for a moment and was about to say some kind words when his ears twitched and there was suddenly the sound of light footsteps outside.
There are experts!
"Miss A'Zhu, help me take care of my parents. I'll be back as soon as I go." Qiao Feng suddenly said.
As a girl from the Murong family, A'Zhu is definitely not a simple person as she can also control this magical Eagle Guard. As long as he can block powerful enemies, this girl should have no problem taking care of the two old people.
As for whether he can block a strong enemy, it doesn't matter to him at all.
Qiao Feng is very confident. The world is vast. So far, except for Mr. Murong, he has not met any master who can compete with him for more than a hundred moves.
"Squeak~"
As soon as the door opened, Qiao Feng was stunned. The person who came was tall and burly. The key was that his whole body was wrapped in black clothes, only a pair of cold eyes were exposed. It was obvious that the person who came was not good.
The visitor paused when he saw Qiao Feng, and then noticed the two nervous old men in the room. He snorted coldly and said: "Gang Leader Qiao, I didn't expect that you, the leader of the largest gang in the world, would have the leisure to come back.
Look at these two old guys.
It’s a pity that next year will be their memorial day!”
Qiao Feng was furious: "My husband, you should be honest and aboveboard in your actions, and no harm will come to your family. You have a strong lower body, gripping the ground like a tiger, your eyes are deep, and your heart is deep. You must be a hero in the world, and you took action against my parents, two ordinary old people."
, what kind of skill is that?"
The man in black laughed: "A hero? Ha, hahaha, hahaha~ Can't bring trouble to the family? Hahahaha~
What if all my family members died? She died miserably, her head was chopped off while she was still alive, and she fell into my arms!"
Qiao Feng was stunned and frowned: "I, Qiao, believe that I have acted with no shame in my life, and I am worthy of the heaven and the earth, and I am worthy of my heart. What you said must not have been done by me. I am afraid there is some misunderstanding in it!"
The man in black smiled calmly: "Misunderstanding? So what if there is one? Anyway, this couple of bitches must die today. If I don't have it, others can't have it either!"
With that said, the man in black stepped forward, slapped Qiao Feng in the chest with a loud slap.
Just as Qiao Feng was about to dodge, he suddenly remembered that there were two of the most important people in the world behind him. He had no choice but to raise his hand and let out a dragon cry: A proud dragon has regrets! Face the opponent's palm.
After the palm passed, the man in black's eyes condensed with a hint of admiration, and then he walked forward slowly, his big sleeves fluttering, and the force of his fist whizzed out at Qiao Feng from the bottom of the sleeve.
Qiao Feng was shocked: "There is a world in your sleeve! How do you know the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin? Who are you?"
The man in black didn't answer, but his two wide sleeves puffed forward like two sails in the wind, and their power was extraordinary.
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When Qiao Feng saw that he had attacked, he shouted loudly: "The universe is in the sleeves, it's really amazing!" With a shout, he slapped his sleeve.
"Chichi~" With great strength, the sleeves of the man in black exploded in an instant. It was obvious that the sleeves were gone and the person's stunt had been broken.
Before Qiao Feng could feel happy, he saw the man in black had already moved behind him, rushed into the house, raised his palm and patted Qiao Sanhuai, his wife and Miss A'Zhu without any mercy.
When he saw A'Zhu trying hard to raise his little palm, he stood in front of his parents with a firm expression.
"No!" Qiao Feng's eyes were splitting in an instant, and he rushed forward like crazy.
Unfortunately, the man in black had a very clear purpose. Before he could arrive, Wubi Jinli confronted Miss A'Zhu.
"boom!"
"Kacha!" A sound of broken bones sounded.
The man in black knelt directly on the ground, the white bones of his arms were photographed directly out of the body, his flesh and blood were molded into a lake, and his eyes were confused.
unreasonable!
Qiao Feng stopped for a moment, looked at Miss A'Zhu's petite and graceful body, her pretty face, and then looked at the man in black who was kneeling on the ground without making a sound, and fell into deep thought.
Qiao Sanhuai and his wife:......
"Ah, Miss A'Zhu, are you okay?" Qiao Feng asked stammering.
A'Zhu quickly stopped his hand and lowered his head a little nervously: "Brother Qiao Feng, my strength is very small. I just used the secret technique of my Murong family!"
Qiao Feng suddenly said: "Father and mother, please stay away first. Today I want to take a closer look at who this person is and how vicious his methods are."
With that said, Qiao Feng stepped forward and lifted the hood of the man in black.
"Ah!" A'Zhu exclaimed.
At first glance, the man in black looks exactly like Qiao Feng.
Qiao Feng was stunned, frowned, and stepped forward to rub the face of the man in black with his hands to see if there was any potion, human skin mask, etc. Could it be that he was being blamed?
"Don't bother, Gang Leader Qiao... You are my son, you look the same as me, what's so strange about it?" The man in black took a few breaths and said slowly.
Hearing this, everyone present was shocked.
Why?
.......
Suzhou, Yanziwu.
After nearly ten years, Murong Bo returned to his hometown again, and his mentality was different from before. All the pressure placed on him by his ancestors and father had now completely disappeared.
Restore the country? Restore the glory of our ancestors?
There is no need to restore the country, my son has surpassed his ancestors!
Today, the land and oceans controlled by the Murong family overseas have reached an extent beyond his imagination.
"Thanks to Mr. Murong for taking the lead in donating money to provide porridge, otherwise how would we have survived this drought~" A farmer who went to the city to buy some local products said with emotion to his companions.
"Yes, Mr. Murong Renyi!"
"Oh, why are there so many meats in these meat buns today? Xiao Wang, are you ready to quit?" the bun buyer asked strangely.
Xiao Wang laughed out loud: "I'm so happy that Mr. Murong has a baby today! Our lives will get better and better in the future!"
You don’t know, if the Murong family hadn’t taken action to clean things up, we would have been extorted several times a day when we were selling things.
May the Murong family last forever!"
"Yes, it would be great if there were more people like the Murong family in the world!" a passerby sighed.
"Indeed!" the patrolling detective also sighed.
If the Murong family hadn't been sweeping around, there would be martial arts masters stealing, raping wives and daughters, robbing and killing people every day, and they wouldn't be able to do anything about it even if they wanted to, and they might even be killed.
A chivalrous man breaks the law with force!
As they walked along, Murong Bo gradually became silent.
Today's Murong family seems to be just like what he imagined in his dream. The common people worship him and thousands of people admire him. He is known as a good person, even a saint. If someone from the Murong family passes by, even if he is a servant, many people will envy and worship him.
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For example, the boy who rode a tiger and led a dog swaggered through the market. There were many vegetable vendors passing food to the tiger's mouth, and he was not afraid of being bitten.
"Brother Da Fei, look at the vegetables grown at home. They are not worth much. Can you try some?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Are we the kind of people from the Murong family who don't give money? Come on, give me money, double it! There's no shortage of money!" Chen Fei shouted.
Murong Bo:......
On the roadside street, there was an unkempt woman leading a baby girl, looking at everything with a blank expression.
Due to the recent drought, officials from other states turned a blind eye and drove them directly to Suzhou and Hangzhou, saying that there was food here and they would not die of hunger.
This news is true.
At the four city gates, you can get two free meals of thick porridge every day, but the women and girls still swallowed when they saw the dog eating the fragrant barbecue.
The girl held her mother's hand tightly, blinked her eyes, and suddenly said: "Mother, can I be a dog in my next life?"
The woman was stunned: "Why?"
"Because dogs eat meat every day, Mom, I want to eat meat!" As she said this, the little girl looked at the meat in the dog's mouth eagerly and swallowed another mouthful of water.
The woman burst into tears and picked up the baby girl.
"Mom, where are we going?"
"Go to Murong's house, where you can work and weave cloth, and we will have meat to eat."
"Okay, mother, mua, I love you!"
Murong Bo watched all this quietly.
The Murong family is so good, so good, even better than the best moment he imagined.
However, the biggest stain on the Murong family now is himself.
In order to have the funds to restore the country, he found some wealthy gentry and martial arts families, killed innocent people indiscriminately, slaughtered all the families, leaving no chickens or dogs, and then pretended to be gangsters to seize property. In order to provoke a war between the Song Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty, he used false news
Defraud the abbot of Shaolin and let him gather martial arts masters to ambush the innocent Daliao warrior outside Yanmen Pass...
In the past, he didn't care about these things. He never tired of deceit in war. The battle in the world was all about means.
But it's different now.
If the news that he is still alive spreads and is known to those who are interested, then there will be only one result. Everything the Murong family has now: fame and status will become a cloud.
Fu'er will also be ruined and become a stinking piece of shit that is reviled by everyone in the world!
If there is a little more light in the dark night, others will think it is light, but if there is a black spot on the white paper, it is absolutely unforgivable.
However, if you die, everything you have done will become history. Even if others doubt you, it is just doubt.
After all, no one can defeat a dead man, and no one can resurrect a dead man!
Unknowingly, Murong Bo got on the boat home and dug up a piece of lotus root from the lotus pond, cleaned it and ate it casually.
This lotus root is still as sweet as when I was a child.
Enter Yanziwu.
"Dad, I also have a child. Our Murong family has an heir!" Murong Fu came over with a boy in his arms and said happily.
The swaddling child had a wrinkled face, but his eyes were black and white. When he saw Murong Bo, he stretched out his little hands, opened his little mouth, and actually smiled.
"Dad, the child is smiling at you!" Murong Fu said curiously.
"Yes!" Murong Bo sighed, teased his grandson for a while, and left humming a ditty with his hands behind his back.
study.
Everything that was once familiar here was gone. Murong Bo looked at the big characters behind the wall: Yan.
It was written by my grandfather. The purpose is that as the head of the Murong family, he should always remind himself not to forget the legacy of his ancestors and revive Dayan.
But now, as the head of the family, Fu'er is obviously doing better and better than him. And the Murong family no longer needs a former head of the family like himself.
Then what is the meaning of his existence? To discredit his son? To become the only weakness of the Murong family?
After thinking about it, Murong Bo turned around, went out, and entered the secret room of Huanshi Shui Pavilion.
There is the grave he once arranged for himself. It was once false, but now it is real.
Slowly lying down in the sarcophagus, Murong Fu waved his hand casually, and the coffin board, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, covered up the last glimmer of light in his eyes.
Without hesitation, his mind moved, his strength was stimulated, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. Then the old man closed his eyes with satisfaction.
The Murong family would be better off without him!
Fu'er, this is the last thing dad does for you.
I wish you peace and joy in your life.
…
If you suddenly come from a prominent family and have a great background, how far will you go?
Chen Fei put his hands behind his back and said to his subordinates seriously: "What's there to be proud of? Work honestly and be a down-to-earth person!"
"What about you, do you listen?"
"Yes, Brother Da Fei!"
Chen Fei snorted coldly, turned his head, and took the step of not recognizing his relatives, preparing to go to Goulan to listen to the music.
It is simple and cultivates sentiment.
"Report, there is urgent information in Shaoshi Mountain!" A subordinate rushed in holding a black pigeon.
"Gu Gu~" Black Pigeon's dark eyes blinked.
If you are tired, give me something to eat!
Chen Fei gave her a spiritual pill, took the letter, and opened it.
"In Shaoshi Mountain, Qiao Feng joined forces with his father, Xiao Yuanshan, who had broken off his arm, the younger brother of the Empress Dowager Xiao of the Liao Kingdom, and the chief instructor of the Forbidden Army of the Liao Kingdom. As well as the elders of the Beggar Clan, they went to the mountains and forests to question in public the incident at Yanmen Pass thirty years ago.
Shaolin Xuanci admitted that the information was wrong, and in order to protect the stability of the two countries, he was willing to take the initiative to be punished by the Xiao family.
But Song and Liao were not the same family. The Shaolin monks wanted to protect Xuanci. At the critical moment, Xiao Yuanshan broke a shocking news: Shaolin abbot, eminent monk Dade, Master Xuanci and evil villain Ye Erniang were pregnant with a son named Xu.
bamboo.
Amid the outrage, Xuanci committed suicide to protect Shaolin's reputation!"
Chen Fei was stunned when he saw the news.
Thinking back to the past twenty years or so, Erniang Ye would kill a child in a few days, causing countless murders. It is impossible for her to be free until now without support.
Now that the person behind it is finally dead, I feel very happy.
It's a pity that Xu Zhu has another orphan in the world.
