Infinite Heroes Seat

"It turned out to be him!"

Murong Bo’s pupils shrank, and he hesitated at the moment. He also fought the masked man. He knew the terrible strength of the other party. He was really unwilling to provoke these enemies for the sake of Mi Wen. If he could kill people on the spot. That's all, if he is afraid of letting the other party escape, then Murong's family will be in trouble day and night, so he hesitates right now.

But Mo heard all his worries after hearing the next sentence, "Your Excellency, who is the masked man?"

Murong Bo shook his head, "The old man has fought him three times, but he has never recognized the opponent's martial arts skills. He only knows that his skill is extremely high, and his grasp of seventy-two stunts is not under the old man."

"I don't want the old Patriarch not to recognize him," Mo Wen's eyes narrowed, and then sneered: "That one has been looking for the Patriarch for decades. I wonder if the Patriarch still remembers Xiao Yuanshan outside Yanmen Pass thirty years ago. ?"

"what!"

Murong Bo suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on Mo Wen.

"The son is serious about this! He is not dead?"

Mo Wen replied indifferently: "It is true, otherwise Patriarch Murong thought who killed Tan Gong Tan Po and Master Xuan Ku. Their martial arts are not weak. Those who can kill them silently must be the best in the world. Although it is rumored that Qiao Feng was killed by Jianghu, Master Xuanku is Qiao Feng’s mentor, and he has no grudges against him. With Qiao Feng’s temperament, how can he do such a master killing?"

"The reason why the monks of Shaolin Temple think that Qiao Feng is the murderer is only because his father and son are similar in appearance, so they admit their mistakes."

Murong Bo turned pale and sat back in his seat. His complexion just kept changing. He gritted his teeth one last time and said to Mo Wen: "My son. The old man has agreed to this matter!"

Mo Wen was not surprised when he saw this. Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo had the vengeance of murdering their wives. If they were discovered by him, they would not madly avenge Murong's family.

Not to mention how strong Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts is. He has been hiding in the Shaolin Temple for 30 years, and he has not even recognized his own son. You can know how tolerant he is after his temperament has changed drastically. How deep is the hatred in my heart, and this forbearance, this hatred, once broke out for Murong's family. It was almost an extinction disaster. Murong Bo couldn't imagine what it would be like when Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng and his son joined forces to kill Yanziwu. Therefore, after hearing that the identity of the other party was exposed, Murong Bo made a decision almost immediately. What he hesitated was Mi Wen's attitude and purpose. Because this matter seems to be entirely beneficial to Murong's family.

As if seeing what Murong Bo was thinking in his heart, Mo Wen just said a few words indifferently.

"Azhu is the woman I like. She is with Qiao Feng now."

"So Qiao Feng must die!"

A few simple words dispelled Murong Bo's worries. He laughed, raised his teacup, and said to Mo Wenjing: "The old man will use tea instead of wine, and I wish him success!"

"No, I wish us every success!"

Mo Wen also raised his teacup. But there was a glimmer of cold light in his eyes.

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Several fast horses are galloping on the post road leading to Suzhou. The splashing horse hooves brought up a cloud of dust, and the comfort of the entire forest was destroyed by the sound of messy horse hooves, and from time to time, resident birds were startled to fly.

There are several people sitting right away, dressed in different dresses, there are women in Taoist clothes, middle-aged men in purple robes, and guards in yellow clothes, but each of them looks like a dusty man. There were a few strands of haggard, but also a bit of suffocation.

Desperately waving the whip in her hand, the woman in the road dress galloping in the front clenched her teeth, but suddenly she didn't realize that the horse under her had begun to foam at her mouth, still urging her desperately.

"Phoenix!"

"Master Wang!"

......

Several people behind her screamed while chasing.

But the woman turned a deaf ear and continued to beat the horse under her.

Finally only heard a neigh, the BMW couldn't stand running around day and night, limp under the hoof, and the whole body fell to the ground, and the woman was thrown out all of a sudden.

The purple-robed man behind him was shocked when he saw this, he hurriedly jumped up from under his horse, got a little on the ground, quickly approached, and swept the Taoist aunt.

I looked up and down and saw that she was okay, then took another look at the BMW that had fallen on the ground and panting, and then sternly said: "You just won't listen to you if you are told to stop! Let's go now, the horse is limping," I see how you rush to Suzhou!"

This purple-robed man has a face with a national character, a mighty look, thick eyebrows and big eyes. At this moment, he has a powerful drink.

The Taoist aunt pushed him, her eyes widened, and angrily said: "Don't worry about it! I will climb to Suzhou even if I climb!"

After he said that, tears suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he cried: "My Yuer, why did you leave your mother alone, just go! Poor mother is lonely and helpless, the white-haired man sends the black-haired man... .Woohoo!"

Seeing his wife cry so sad, the man felt a pain in his heart, and hurriedly comforted: "Phoenix, don't cry and break your body, I--"

The Taoist aunt twisted his arm and shouted angrily: "Duan Zhengchun, you committed the evil outside. If you didn't go around with your wife, the bad guys were innocent and damaged your yin morality, how could Yuer die at a young age! You pay my son back! ! You return my son!..."

After saying that, he beat desperately on the chest of the purple-robed man.

Although the purple-robed man felt the same misery in his heart, but seeing his wife's appearance at this time, he could only endure it, letting her play nonsense.

After a while, the Taoist aunt finally calmed down. Seeing the middle-aged man's messy clothes and haggard face, she understood that the other party was equally uncomfortable, and her heart was soft, but because of his face, she coldly snorted: " Duan Zhengchun! I warn you, if you don't avenge Yu'er, I won't let you go as a ghost!"

Before the purple-robed man could reply, a guard in yellow robed behind him and said, "Please don't worry, princess. If we find out that the matter of the son is the Murong clan, I will never let it go. They must pay their debts!"

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When he spoke, his expression was a little bit sorrowful and indignant. He held an iron rod tightly in his hand, with a soft cord still wrapped around the head of the iron rod.

And listening to this guard's words, the remaining three guards with a sharp axe, a cooked copper stick, and a judge's pen also responded.

"Yes, kill Yanziwu and let Murong's family pay for it!"

"Yes, the feud must be reported!"

"This time I must ask Murong's family to explain it!"

......

For a while, it was filled with grief and anger, and all the weapons in his hand were raised, wishing to fight with others immediately.

But at this moment, a frivolous voice suddenly came from the nearby woods.

"What a big tone!"

"When did Dali Duan's fascination change from being a yang finger to bragging?" (To be continued...)