Murong Fu said a word, and Tong Lao and Li Qiu Shui suddenly froze. They did not dare to take action anymore, they glared at each other angrily and dispersed.
"Murong boy, tell me the whole story in detail. How did my junior brother pass away, and how did Li Qiu Shui, a bitch, harm his junior brother!"
Child Elder said angrily.
So Murong Fu told how Wu Yazi was harmed by Ding Chunqiu, how Su Xinghe endured the humiliation for thirty years, and how he designed to lure Ding Chunqiu into execution.
After hearing this, Child Elder burst into tears. Even Li Qiu Shui, who had always been frivolous, put away her original smoky and flirtatious attitude, and a look of sadness appeared on her face.
Li Qiu Shui never expected that a moment of resentment back then would lead to separation forever. He couldn't help but feel a great pain in his heart: "Senior brother, it's my fault. If I were by your side, how could you do harm to others!"
Child Elder was even more furious: "Bitch, you still have the nerve to mention junior brother! If you hadn't seduced junior brother back then, junior brother would still be sitting in Lingjiu Palace! How could he have gone to Dali! How could he have done that?
Accept those traitorous disciples who kill their masters!"
Li Qiu Shui felt regretful, but that didn't mean he was willing to lose his momentum in front of Child Elder: "Senior sister, you are so sentimental. Senior brother's preference for me is his own choice. If I want to blame you, you, a short beauty, can't get into senior brother's house.
Dharma Eye!"
Hearing Li Qiushui mention this, Child Elder became even more angry: "Bitch, are you looking for death?"
It turns out that when Child Lao was twenty-six years old, she had a chance to grow up. It was Li Qiushui who caused trouble during her practice, causing her to go crazy and completely lose the chance to grow up. After that, Wu Yazi became even more empathic.
Love, why doesn’t this make Child Elder gnash her teeth with hatred?
Li Qiu Shui raised his eyebrows and said, "You used a sword to destroy my appearance, doesn't that count?"
As he spoke, he peeled off his face, and a piece of human skin was peeled off. The scars underneath formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding delicate and white skin, which was shocking.
But this time, the two of them only dared to tear each other apart from the distance and did not dare to do anything again.
First, after all, Murong Fu was the heir recognized by the previous head. Although they were lawless, they were not brave enough to dare to rebel openly. Second, after the fight just now, the two of them also recognized it from the bottom of their hearts.
Murong Fu's martial arts character. Although Murong Fu's current martial arts skills are not enough to completely convince the two of them, he is young after all, and it is only a matter of time before he completely surpasses them both.
The rules of the Xiaoyao Sect are so simple and boring. Whoever has the biggest fist is the boss.
Murong Fu has one head and two big heads: If there is anything more stupid in this world than trying to reason with women, it must be trying to reason with two women when they are quarreling!
Murong Fu simply moved a complete chair out from a pile of broken walls and ruins, sat aside and watched the two people arguing.
Tong Lao's fighting style focuses on being simple and unpretentious, with crazy output, while Li Qiushui has brought tea art to the extreme. Those who don't know it can easily be misled by her.
The two quarreled for two hours. The two old women, who together were two hundred years old, turned over the old debts of more than seventy years, which made Murong Fu's eyes wide open: It seems that no matter what
No matter how strong a woman is, the way to quarrel is always the same, which is to settle old scores.
Later, Murong Fu simply called Aju Abi to bring tea and cakes, and invited everyone to sit down and watch while eating.
It wasn't until the sun turned west that the two of them finally got tired of arguing. They glared at each other hatefully, turned away, and stopped talking.
The final result proves that green tea still has an advantage in quarrels.
Murong Fu casually threw away a piece of almond cake, clapped his hands and said: "Actually, there is no need to argue. The master left me a few words before his death and asked me to tell them to my two uncles in the future.
, there is also a hand-painted painting here, and the person painted is the woman that Master has loved in this life."
Their eyes lit up: "Is this true?"
Murong Fu moved his neck: "I have been fighting with the two of you for a long time, and my nephew was not injured at all. Oh, the two uncles and uncles were too harsh. My nephew's family is poor, and it is all because of this
Chu's family has already secured a place to live, but now most of the large hall has been destroyed by the two of them. How can we have a home in the future?"
"It's getting late, and Master's paintings are not with me for the time being. I'll ask my two uncles and uncles to find a place to stay on their own. Tomorrow, my nephew will bring the paintings to you for review! You two are welcome!"
Hearing the first half of Murong Fu's words, everyone except Qiao Feng couldn't help but their eyelids twitched. Even Jiumozhi, who had the best concentration, couldn't help but secretly curse: Shameless!
Abi and A'Zhu, on the other hand, covered their delicate lips with their bare hands and tried hard to hold back their laughter: "Young Master is really bad at this."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qiu Shui agreed: "The master's nephew said something serious. What happened today is my uncle's fault. When my uncle returns to Xixia someday, I will definitely give him a generous gift to compensate my nephew for today's loss."
After all, Child Elder's reaction was a little slow. When she came to her senses, she hurriedly said: "Boy, don't believe her. This bitch has no integrity in what she says. She is the Crown Princess of Xixia, how can she give away Xixia's things in a grand manner?
Give you a Song Dynasty person? If you are willing, I will let you use everything in Lingjiu Palace. With your martial arts talent, you will definitely be able to learn the superb martial arts on the stone wall of Lingjiu Palace. Even my junior brother can't teach you these! I
There are countless beauties from the Nine Divisions of Lingjiu Palace. If you like one, I can give it to you in one sentence."
Good guy, this is my grandma!
Murong Fu secretly thought.
After all, the Vulture Palace should be every man’s dream.
However, Murong Fu would not believe this kind of empty promise. It would be more serious to come up with something practical.
"I am now the head of the Xiaoyao Sect. Two junior uncles. If my uncle uses this to coax me, he may not be looking down on his nephew too much, right?"
Murong Fu smiled lightly.
Are you kidding me? In name, I am the head of the Lingjiu Palace and so on, so I am using this to coax the children!
"Okay, don't bother each other anymore. Since you two recognize me as the leader, you can stay with me for a while. Let's talk about it after I figure out what to do next!"
Li Qiushui wanted to say something, but finally endured it.
After the war, it was in a mess. The originally spacious Yanziwu Hall was punched through from the roof to the floor, and not a single piece of furniture or furnishings survived.
Murong Fu's heart was bleeding.
These are all silver, lots and lots of silver!
If I don't compare these two fiercely, I will feel sorry for myself!
Murong Fu thought bitterly.
After leaving the mess to his men to clean up, it was already late at night.
Although Murong Fu insisted on staying, Qiao Feng still left because he said he wanted to tell the truth to everyone in the Beggar Clan as soon as possible.
Looking at Qiao Feng's leaving figure, Murong Fu wanted to reach out to hold him back, but in the end he didn't say anything.
night.
Murong Fu deliberately sat alone until late at night.
"Mr. Murong, have you ever rested? The young monk Jiumozhi has something to ask for. I wonder if I can invite you to come out and talk to me?"
Murong Fu smiled faintly: Are you finally here?
Murong Fu said: "The door is not closed, master, please come in!" Jiumozhi heard Murong Fu's answer, pushed the door open, looked around carefully, and then entered the room with confidence.
Murong Fu said: "Master came here late at night. I don't know why? Please tell me!" Murong Fu went straight to the point and didn't give Jiumozhi any chance to be polite.