Murong Fu took a breath, exhaled slowly, turned around, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Brother Xiao, you are here too."

As he spoke, his body stood straight, his eyes were calm and he looked gentle, and there was no sign of murderous intent towards Duan Yu in him.

Xiao Feng nodded secretly. As expected of Gusu Murong, he had a dignified demeanor. He said, "Mr. Murong, what my second brother said came from the bottom of his heart and he really had good intentions. You are also a smart person and you should have understood something. Why are you so stubborn and unwilling to change? Do you really want to end your life?"

Murong Fu sneered and said, "Brother Xiao is right. Young Master Duan really has good intentions!"

As he said this, he looked at Wang Yuyan, then at Duan Yu, let him go and put him on the ground.

He originally wanted to kill Duan Yu, the annoying guy, but now he had no chance, and he didn't even think of using Duan Yu as a talisman or a threat.

First, with his name, using Duan Yu to threaten him was shameful. Second, once threatened, for people like Feng Yi and Xiao Feng, there would be no room for buffering, that is, a life-and-death feud! Duan Yu escaped, but his body was very exhausted. He wanted to struggle, but Murong Fu just grabbed the acupuncture points on his back, and his strength penetrated his meridians. His legs were sore and weak that he couldn't stand up. He watched Murong Fu's hair flying in the wind.

Murong Fu pointed his finger in all directions and said in a loud voice: "Brother Xiao, look, wherever we look, the sky is filled with red clouds, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the heaven and earth are intoxicated.

Isn't this the moment when we, as real men, stand alone and have all the mountains bow down to us what we long for in our lives?"

Feng Yi laughed out loud.

Murong Fu frowned: "Brother Feng, is this funny?"

Feng Yi had a half-smile on his face: "Master Murong, I don't understand. Your family has such a large industry as Yanziwu, with mountains of gold and silver, and you have the reputation of Gusu Murong, respected by the world, and you have the company of the fairy sister Wang Yuyan.

With Ah Zhu and Ah Bi, two beautiful ladies, adding fragrance to the girls' lives, if I were you, what kind of business would I start? What kind of country would I rebuild?

That's really all dreams, going home and having a baby is the real thing!"

He stood with his hands behind his back, his green robe fluttering in the wind, his face calm, and even smiling, as if he was confiding in an old friend.

Murong Fu sneered: "You haven't experienced anything, how can you know how difficult it is?"

He turned to look at Xiao Feng, his handsome face gleaming in the light glow, and said, "Brother Xiao, you are a real man, I admire you very much. Not to mention that you are the King of the Southern Court of Liao, we should make achievements and work together to build this beautiful land.

If you are like those mediocre people in the world who do nothing but talk about love and spend your life in ignorance, wouldn't it be sad? "

Murong Fu is not the only one in the Murong family who dreams of becoming emperor.

During the time of the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China, the Xianbei Murong clan invaded the Central Plains and gained great power. During the Jin and Sixteen Kingdoms period, they established several dynasties, including Former Yan, Later Yan, Southern Yan, Western Yan, and Northern Yan.

Regardless of whether it was the restoration of the country after the demise of the Former Qin Dynasty, or the state of being divided into two by the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Murong family can be called "the indestructible cockroach". The 80,000-strong army of the Later Yan was destroyed by the Northern Wei Dynasty at Chanhebi. During the Sui and Tang dynasties, the Murong family gradually declined, but the ambition to "rebuild Great Yan" remained unchanged. The manor where the Murong family lived was named "Chanhe Manor", which meant to not forget the shame.

Murong Fu was originally a proud and arrogant person, thinking that he had few rivals in the world. However, Feng Yi appeared in this world, and even his father became a monk. Now he has lost all his spirit and is only supported by the remaining obsession of restoring his country. Although he is not a walking corpse, he is no longer the arrogant "Southern Murong" of the past.

Xiao Feng could see that he was already a little sick.

Xiao Feng shook his head and said, "You don't have to talk to me about real men and fake men. I only know how many people in this world are at the point of life and death just to fill their stomachs. They are truly pitiful and pathetic. Compared with them, you and I are much happier.

Since you are wholeheartedly devoted to restoring your country, you should know that since ancient times, those with ulterior motives may only be able to succeed for a while.

In the end, it is still inevitable to be ruined. "

At this point, his tone suddenly turned stern, and he said, "You want to take over the Beggars' Sect for your own use. Regardless of whether it can be accomplished, since we have passed by and learned about it, this is a coincidence, and it is not God's will for you!

You are a wise man. If you don't stop now, you will be punished by heaven and man!"

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Brother Xiao, whether I am ruined or condemned by heaven and man, that is my choice. We have different ideals and cannot make plans together!"

Then he looked at Duan Yu and said, "Brother Duan, let's stop here today. Although you have Brother Xiao and Brother Feng to rely on, you are still too nosy."

Duan Yu's eyes widened, and he said, "I don't want to care, but if the road is uneven, someone will step on it, if things are unfair, someone will take care of it. Miss Wang has loved you, Mr. Murong, for many years, and you are deeply in love with her, but you are hypocritical and don't care about her at all. How can you be worthy of her?"

Murong Fu said with a smile: "That's not wrong, but you keep pestering my cousin, obviously harboring ill intentions towards her, but you use your backers to pretend to be concerned about the country and the people and to see injustice in front of me. You are a complete hypocrite, and it really makes me feel disgusted!"

Duan Yu was stunned when he heard this.

Feng Yi smiled and said: "Mr. Murong, no matter what you say, you think my brother-in-law is not as good as you.

So no matter if he is sincerely advising you or has ulterior motives towards Miss Wang, you will not only not listen to him, but will also think that he is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and is seeking his own death.

But if I say that you have no idea of ​​your own limits and dare to act so presumptuously in front of me, you deserve death, what will you say?"

Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, Bao Bu Tong, Feng Bo'e and others came forward together and stood with Murong Fu.

As soon as they saw Feng Yi and Xiao Feng, they knew they were no match for them, but none of them showed any fear, and they all chose the same path: to live and die together, to survive and perish together.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "I am the fire of autumn fireflies, while you are the bright sun in the sky. If you are willing to teach me, Murong Fu would be more than happy to do so!"

Feng Yi smiled slightly: "Since you said so, it would be my fault if I don't fulfill your wish!" He took a step forward and walked towards him.

Wang Yuyan's heart was pounding, her fingers were clenched, and her face was full of worry.

She knew that Feng Yi was a very skilled martial artist and her cousin was no match for him. It would be useless for her to help, so she said nothing.

However, he secretly made up his mind that as soon as his cousin was killed, he would commit suicide and let the hell go.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a voice said, "No!" A red shadow flew out and shouted, "Brother-in-law, the young master's life is suffering now, why bother with him!"

It was Azhu who rushed forward and stood in front of Murong Fu.

Murong Fu frowned and shouted, "Azhu, get out of the way! You are already a member of the Xiao family, whether I live or die has nothing to do with you!"

Ah Zhu smiled sadly: "Young Master, the old master has caused a great tragedy in the past. He has sincerely repented and become a monk. Why are you still so persistent? Can't you and Miss Wang go back to Yanziwu and live a good life?"

Wang Yuyan was delighted. This was what she had always dreamed of, and her face was full of energy.

"Go back to Yanziwu?" Murong Fu said with a bitter face: "I can't go back anymore?"

Murong Fu knew that Wang Yuyan was gentle and beautiful, rare in the world. What else could he ask for with such a wife? Moreover, she had been deeply in love with him since childhood. However, he felt that if he was too sentimental and could not give up even this little bit of private affection, how could he be expected to accomplish the great cause of "conquering the world"?

Ah Zhu's voice trembled: "Sir, I have traveled thousands of miles with Brother Xiao, but only the Song-Liao border and the rebellion of the Liao Kingdom can I never forget.

The bodies with bloody heads and disemboweled bodies, the injured people groaning in agony, among them were women, old people, and children, some were hacked to death by knives, some were trampled to death by horses, and there were cries everywhere, it was so miserable!"

Ah Zhu glanced at Deng Baichuan and the others: "That day on the Shaoshi Mountain, Feng Yi told that master that everything in the world is just an illusion.

"Brother Deng, Brother Gongye, Brother Bao, Brother Feng, you are loyal and dedicated to helping the young master restore his country. Let's not talk about whether you can succeed. Even if you succeed, one day, won't you still perish?"

She suddenly raised her head, looked directly into Murong Fu's eyes, and said, "My lord, the Liao emperor Yelu Hongji was originally the ruler of a country, but he was almost successfully rebelled against. His mother, wife and children were brought to the front of the two armies and fought with swords, but he was powerless and in great pain. He wanted to draw his sword and commit suicide to seek relief.

You are knowledgeable and talented, but looking at the past and present, is there any dynasty that is eternal?

Brother Xiao is the King of the South Courtyard, but he is willing to give up everything and live with his family. What do you have to do..."

She didn't say out loud what she was thinking, "What can't I let go of?"

Even so, how could Murong Fu not understand that this was not saying that he was not as good as Xiao Feng? His face was gloomy and he pursed his lips, while Deng Baichuan and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Wang Yuyan's face was full of tears. She walked a few steps closer, grabbed Murong Fu's sleeve, and said softly, "Cousin, Ah Zhu is right. My uncle has become a monk in Shaolin Temple. Let the past be the past. Let's go back to Yanziwu together and be happy..."

Murong Fu frowned and waved his sleeves. Wang Yuyan staggered back, her pretty face pale. Duan Yu shook his body and supported Wang Yuyan, asking anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Wang Yuyan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said, "I'm fine."

Murong Fu sneered, "Did you all see that? They are no longer avoiding people."

Wang Yuyan looked at Murong Fu infatuatedly and said in a trembling voice: "Cousin, I love you so much, don't you believe it?"

Duan Yu said, "Master Murong, Miss Wang and I are innocent, please don't misunderstand me."

Murong Fu sneered, "Clear and sincere, hehe! That day in the mill house by the Taihu Lake, you were naked, hiding in the firewood pile with this Duan guy, but what were you doing? I saw it with my own eyes, could it be false? At that time, I wanted to kill this kid named Duan with a knife, but you gave him advice and kept making things difficult for me. Don't you know who your heart is on? Hehe..."

Murong Fu had always been proud and arrogant, and he was naturally brooding over what Wang Yuyan had done that day and was very unhappy.

From then on, although the two of them spent more time together, there was always a grudge in their hearts and they were inevitably incompatible.

He also firmly believed that there was no ambiguous relationship between Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu, but today, he felt that the heavens were too unfair to him, and no matter what he did, he would be stopped by Feng Yi.

Today, when he was plotting and discussing in the woods, he encountered this jinx. But he could do nothing about it. In his grief and anger, Murong Fu blurted out everything to vent his anger!

Wang Yuyan and Ah Zhu were stunned. They had never thought that the phoenix flying in the sky would become like this. Duan Yu's face changed and he said, "It's you! The masked warrior in the mill room is you!"

Murong Fu said: "Yes, the one pretending to be the Xixia warrior Li Yanzong is me."

Wang Yuyan whispered, "No wonder I have always been suspicious. That day you said, 'If I were to become the emperor of the Central Plains,' then... then... that was your tone. I should have known it long ago."

Murong Fu sneered and said, "Although you should have known it earlier, it's not too late now."

Duan Yu blushed and said, "Murong Fu, you are such a famous figure in the martial arts world, and we have been trying to protect you, but we didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Wang Yuyan said anxiously, "Cousin, that day I was hit by the poisonous fog released by the Xixia people. I was saved by Master Duan. It rained on the way and my clothes were wet. So I took shelter in the mill. You...you...you must not be suspicious."

Murong Fu said, "What a good place to take shelter from the rain in a mill! But after I arrived, you two were still sneaking around. This Duan guy reached out his hand to touch your face, and you didn't even try to dodge. Do you remember what I said at that time? I'm afraid you were so focused on this Duan guy that you didn't hear anything I said."

Wang Yuyan's heart shuddered, and she recalled what happened in the mill that day. The words of the masked Xixia warrior "Li Yanzong" appeared clearly in her mind, but then a layer of blush suddenly covered her pale cheeks.

Feng Yi said with a click of the tongue: "Miss Wang, do you think your cousin is jealous because he likes you, so you are secretly happy inside?"

Wang Yuyan was stunned, and turned to look at Feng Yi. She didn't know what she was thinking, so how could others know it? Then her face flushed, and she quickly lowered her head.

As soon as Duan Yu saw Wang Yuyan's expression, he understood everything. What Feng Yi said was right. In an instant, his heart sank to the bottom.

Hearing Murong Fu's false love for Wang Yuyan, he naturally thought: "If she knew that her cousin didn't love her, she might be a little polite to me. I don't dare to ask her to marry me, but as long as I can see her from time to time, I will be satisfied!"

But he never expected that Wang Yuyan actually loved Murong Fu so deeply. He was a little disheartened at first, but when he saw her pitiful appearance, he was shocked and thought to himself, "Duan Yu, Duan Yu, you just had a despicable thought and wanted to take advantage of the situation. Isn't this a shameless villain? You always want to see her, just for your own pleasure, that is loving myself. Only by trying to make her happy can you truly love her.

As long as I can make her live a peaceful and happy life, I am willing to die a thousand times!"

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Thinking of this, he could not help but feel heroic and said loudly: "Mr. Murong, if you want Miss Wang to continue the family line for your Murong family, you should marry her in a formal way, and the couple must be in love and in love with each other..."

Feng Yi didn't know whether he was impatient or felt that his sore spot had been touched, he sneered: "Brother-in-law, you are so damn long-winded. If you want to change Murong Fu, there is only one way, and that is to let him die!"

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Yes, if I were to compete with a fool like you, wouldn't it be unworthy of my character as Murong Fu!" Suddenly, there was a sharp sound, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

Murong Fu let out a long roar, and his sword suddenly emitted thousands of layers of sword light and attacked Feng Yi.

Feng Yi's expression was reflected on the green sword, and it was uncertain. Murong Fu knew that his cultivation level was far behind Feng Yi's, so he went all out in this move, and was prepared to get blood on the spot!

He, Murong Fu, can die, but he cannot be lectured by Duan Yu!

Is he worthy? But Feng Yi didn't even try to defend or dodge.

Everyone only heard the sound of breaking through the air, and Murong Fu merged with the sword and rushed straight towards Xiao Feng. Xiao Feng could see clearly that Murong Fu's attack seemed fierce, but he was actually seeking death.

Because his sword was wide open and there was no defense, Feng Yi could kill him easily.

Feng Yi was filled with compassion and sighed softly: "Let me help you." Murong Fu's sword tip was one foot in front of Feng Yi.

The thin green shirt on Feng Yi's body suddenly bulged outwards, and the long sword made a humming sound. Murong Fu felt the heat in his palm. Feng Yi's body slightly tilted, and the long sword turned into a stream of light and flew out. With a clang, the sword was nailed to a big tree.

Feng Yi used only his protective Qi to shake the sword out of Murong Fu's hand. Everyone was stunned and unable to speak.

They couldn't figure out whether Feng Yi was a god or a ghost? How could his power be so high?

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu had also witnessed the protective Qi of the nameless old monk, which was able to send Murong Fu flying from a distance of two feet. However, the difficulty of using the palm power to send away an empty hand and the power to send away a long sword were definitely not the same.

Therefore, the power Feng Yi can exert at a distance of one foot is naturally greater than that at a distance of two feet in front of him, and two feet is naturally better than three feet in front of him. It all depends on the strength of the opponent's power.

However, this does not mean that Feng Yi's body protection skills are weaker than the nameless old monk's.

Because the nameless old monk could release his true energy three feet away to block the invisible finger force that Jiumozhi was trying to test, when facing Murong Fu's full-strength attack, his body-protecting true energy was compressed to two feet, because the power of the two people's attacks was different.

Therefore, if Murong Fu attacked with a long sword, the old monk would have to at least reduce the distance of two feet to one foot in order to knock his long sword away.

But Murong Fu knew that his chance of defeating Feng Yi was less than 10%. Although he was surprised, he was not afraid.

At the same time that Feng Yi shook the long sword away, his other hand shot out slowly and gently, but it hit Murong Fu's chest.

"Pa--" Murong Fu suddenly felt all his acupoints vibrating, his heart beating like thunder, and strange buzzing sounds coming from his head and ears. It was as if his whole body was empty. His body floated sideways for more than ten feet and fell to the ground.

"Young Master!"

Deng Baichuan and others rushed forward together.

“Ah!” Wang Yuyan let out a heart-wrenching scream and shouted, “Cousin, cousin…”

Ah Zhu's lips trembled as she stared at Feng Yi: "You, you killed him?"

Feng Yi put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky proudly, and said calmly: "He lives in pain, I let him be free, this is called great mercy!"

Suddenly, Deng Baichuan and the other four rushed over like ghosts and attacked Feng Yi's acupuncture points all over his body, because they found that the young master was barely breathing and was about to die.

Feng Yi didn't even bother to look at them, he just swung his hand and his inner strength had reached perfection. There was no sound of breaking through the air, but the four people were still in the air when their momentum stopped and they fell to the ground motionless.

Ah Zhu's lips trembled: "Is this also mercy?"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "The only thing that makes people sad is separation. Isn't it merciful to send them off together?"

Wang Yuyan screamed, "You devil, you are not a human being!"

"Well said!" Feng Yi clapped his hands and laughed, "Azhu doesn't know me very well, but Miss Wang, you are right. I haven't heard of the name devil for a long time."

Then he looked at Ah Zhu and said, "Once Feng has the intention to kill someone, he would rather kill the wrong person than bring trouble to the future. I don't know how many innocent people he has killed for this! Do you think I was teasing Ah Zi when I told her that I was a bad person? Haha, these four people are so loyal to Murong Fu that they would not even frown even if they were cut into pieces, let alone die for him. How can they live?"

Ah Zhu was so distraught after hearing this that she could not move. Xiao Feng sighed, held her in his arms, and said, "If it were me, I would do the same. This is called cutting the grass at its roots!"

Ah Zhu's heart choked, and he suddenly looked up and asked, "Why?"

Xiao Feng said: "Their loyalty to Murong Fu will turn into murderous intent towards others!"

Deep down in her heart, Ah Zhu still couldn't imagine why Feng Yi killed other people, but after hearing what Xiao Feng said, she understood.

Deng Baichuan and others are useless against Feng Yi, but the same is not true for others. They will stop at nothing to avenge the young master.

Feng Yi had been looking at the two of them with a smile. After hearing this, he nodded silently. This was Xiao Feng.

He slowly walked to Murong Fu's side and squatted down, with a mysterious smile on his face. He stared at Murong Fu and said with a smile, "Master Murong, if this is just a play, then it is a very exciting scene, don't you think?"

Murong Fu's eyes had been dull at first, but suddenly they became bright and he began to laugh again, coughing violently while he laughed.

Because he suddenly found himself very ridiculous.

He worked hard all his life to restore his country. Could it be for this day?

Not only were several of his brothers going to die in front of him, but he was also going to die.

Murong Fu felt completely hopeless at this moment. He stared blankly at Wang Yuyan's pale face, then turned around to look at Deng Baichuan and others who were motionless. His eyes couldn't help but get hot and tears almost blurred his vision. The huge pain made his mind begin to become hazy.

Feng Yi stood up suddenly, brushed his sleeves, turned around, raised his head, and sang loudly: "A thousand years of hegemony, a hundred battles of success, the sound of the border singing the wind, a horse galloping, shooting the eagle with a bow, the world is in my heart.

The road is thousands of miles long, the moon is dim over the mountains, the lonely masters are nowhere to be found, who can share the true feelings with me, life and death can be with me, when the big things come, rush forward and open your heart! "

Although his singing voice was not excellent, he had deep inner strength and his voice was like metal and stone, reaching straight into the sky. He walked out of the forest, and his singing was still floating between the clouds and sky.

The lyrics of this song are profound and the style is exciting. It is full of an open-minded and cheerful attitude towards life, which made Xiao Feng sigh with emotion. He said quietly: "Life is nothing but this at the end."

Murong Fu was in a daze, with only emptiness in his heart. Then he closed his eyes, and also closed his dream of the future.

"Cousin!" Wang Yuyan cried out, and Murong Fu was no longer breathing.

Ah Zhu thought of her old days at Murong's house, her eyes became hazy and she stood there motionless.

Xiao Feng looked at him with a hint of pity in his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but Feng Bo suddenly let out a breath and shouted, "I'm suffocating!"

Wang Yuyan and Ah Zhu were both surprised and happy, and they ran to check on the others. Deng Baichuan and the others also woke up.

Xiao Feng pulled Ah Zhu and said with a smile: "Let's go, it turns out to be a play."

Ah Zhu was confused and stunned.

Xiao Feng looked at Duan Yu deeply again and said with a smile: "Second brother, aren't you leaving yet?"

Duan Yu glanced at Wang Yuyan, but her eyes were all on Murong Fu's pale face. Duan Yu felt a pang of pain in his chest, and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Wang, I'm leaving now."

Wang Yuyan said nothing and didn't even look at him.

Duan Yu looked up at the sky, and suddenly his body shook, and he went farther and farther away like a whirlwind, until he disappeared... (End of this chapter)