Chapter 112: I can only help you get here

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The thunder in the east of Junma Town suddenly stopped, and there was no more noise, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

Xuan'er watched Li Xiuce get up slowly, arranged various mechanisms in the room, hid a dagger in his sleeve, and sat in front of His Majesty, her face was indescribably resolute and stubborn.

Xuan'er only realized at this time that the little prince was no longer a teenager, he had grown up and had his own ideas.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the door, Xuan'er was startled, Li Xiuce suddenly got up, grabbed the dagger in his hand, and his face was gloomy: "Murong Ke?"

Murong Ke, whose face was whiter than his clothes, stepped into the room, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he happened to avoid all the mechanisms arranged by Li Xiuce, and sat opposite Li Yuanhao: "I just returned to my body, and it's not refreshing." ”

Li Xiuce stabbed out with a dagger in his hand, and his leg was broken by this moody Murong Ke, and he wanted revenge

Murong Ke stretched out two fingers and flicked them on the blade of the dagger, Li Xiuce's hands were overwhelmed, and the dagger was gone.

"Don't be afraid, I just came to take a look at Miss Li, and then left. Murong Ke really opened his eyes wide, looked Li Yuanhao up and down, and finally got up and stretched out his hand, Li Xiuce was just about to move, Murong Ke had already spoken: "Don't move, otherwise I will kill you." ”

He stretched out his hand and pinched Li Yuanhao's nose, then smiled softly and walked out of the house with his hands down.

The entire military horse town was heavily guarded, except for the officers and soldiers guarding the house, all the rest of the troops were dispatched to block the road of the poisonous sword immortal entering the city.

Seeing Murong Ke who suddenly appeared, an arrow crossbow shot out, Murong Ke reached out to hold the arrow crossbow, and then subconsciously threw it, and in an instant, there were two soldiers with different heads.

Murong Ke touched the tip of his nose and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm used to killing people, and I'm not used to being a good person for a while." I'm not here to kill, I'm here to help. ”

The soldiers of Junma Town looked at each other, consciously staying away from the young man in white.

With a smile on his face, Murong Ke stood in the shadow under the city gate, and in his hand a piece of the emerald green leaves of the pomegranate tree in the house, put it to his mouth, and blew it gently, and a gentle song mixed with the northwest wind and sand, melodiously gone.

In the place where heaven and earth were connected, Murong Feng came alone, and the defenders of the city swarmed away, drowning the figure of the poisonous sword immortal like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, scarlet blood stained the border sky, and even Murong Feng did not stop a step.

"Uncle. Murong Ke bent down and shouted lightly, just like in Lanluo Villa.

Murong Feng nodded slightly, and looked Murong Ke up and down: "Ke'er, you also want to stop your uncle?"

"My nephew has a sword named Nine Thousand Miles, waiting for my uncle. Murong Ke opened his mouth and said, drawing the sword between his fingers, his face was even more dead gray, he wanted to use the only remaining soul and soul to use this sword, but everything came.

Murong Feng smiled faintly: "Thirty miles away, the young man named Liu Qing had enlightenment when he was dying, and he also used a trick of nine thousand miles. ”

Murong Ke was slightly stunned, his fingers drooped, and he sighed: "Damn, I was taken first, miscalculated, miscalculated." ”

Murong Feng frowned: "Those who read do not use foul language." ”

Murong Ke laughed, pulling the already stormy inside, and blood flowed out of his nose: "Uncle, Ke'er has something to ask, and I hope that my uncle can tell the truth." ”

Murong Feng's face was as usual: "Ke'er, you are already broken, I am afraid that your life will not be long, your questions, my uncle will answer all your questions." ”

"Well, if my uncle had been so honest earlier, you and my uncle and nephew would not have been deadlocked for many years and hated each other to the core. Murong Ke nodded: "Uncle, the person Ke'er killed in his uncle's secret room back then, but is it his uncle's brother and Ke'er's father?"

Murong Feng was silent, like a thousand-year-old cold stone, and nodded slightly: "Yes." ”

"Good, good, good. Murong Feng said three good words in a row: "Ke'er asks again, there are rumors about the matter between Uncle Ke'er and Ke'er's mother in the Western Regions, but is it true?"

"Yes. ”

"But my uncle killed Ke'er's mother?"

"Yes. ”

"How did you kill her?"

"Strangled under the pear blossom tree with my own hands and buried in a dilapidated temple. ”

"Why did you kill her?"

"Everything in the world can be killed, everything in the world can be broken, I want to be immortal!"

"So you're raising me, just a stepping stone for you to immortality?"

"Yes, but you don't know how to do it, you have to die to cut off your uncle's immortal path!"

"Do your immortals have to step on a lot of white bones, your dear flesh and blood?"

"Yes, only in this way can we cut off cause and effect and break the cycle of reincarnation. ”

"Have you been happy all these years?"

"Unhappiness and darkness are like hell with ears and noses. ”

"My mother, is she beautiful?"

Murong Feng opened his mouth and was silent for a moment: "Beauty, the most beautiful in the world." ”

"Do you regret it?"

"Regret?" Murong Feng suddenly showed a smile, like the winter sun, extremely bright: "I have not regretted it at all." ”

Murong Ke also began to laugh, and his smile was also extremely bright, similar to Murong Feng on the other side, like a mold carved out, and then he began to cry, tears burst the embankment, at first clear tears, and gradually turned into two lines of blood tears: "Uncle, I have learned to cry, what about you?"

Stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the house in Junma Town: "Uncle, can you see what's there?" Without waiting for Murong Feng to answer, Murong Ke asked himself: "There is beauty there, for the younger brother who is not related by blood, he is single to enter the Huns, for the sake of unrelated teenagers, fighting with Confucius Buddha on the river, that is the beauty that Ke'er has always wanted but can't get." ”

"That's not beautiful, that's stupid. Murong Feng said coldly.

"Whatever you want. Murong Ke waved his hand, as if he had dispelled the knots in his heart for many years, his heart suddenly opened, the dead gray on his face disappeared, and instead there was a trace of purple and gold brilliance around his eyebrows, like a monk who had just had an epiphany, seeing through the world and penetrating the red dust.

Before moving forward, Murong Ke glanced back at Junma Town, smiled slightly, walked with his feet against the wind, walked in the sun, fluttering and immortal, looking at Murong Feng There was no anger in his eyes, no surprise, only calm and indifferent.

I didn't see the mountain, the mountain came to see me, and I searched for it for many years, and the sword that hung in my heart and hid in my mind came, and it was a sword mountain.

Murong Ke stretched out his arms and took over the heavens and the earth, countless solemn Arhat Bodhisattvas, Heavenly Gods and Buddhas held swords, and suddenly smashed down in the void, ten thousand swords were like rain, from top to bottom, densely pointing at Murong Feng.

In front of Junma Town, there was a rain of swords.

Sword Mountain has come, and Murong Ke doesn't care about the sword momentum, and he doesn't care if the sword intent is continuous.

With his hands folded and sitting in front of the city gate, Murong Ke was covered in golden light, reflecting the sun, just like the light of the Buddha, his head full of green silk and black hair fell like snow falling into the world, and in an instant, the handsome young owner of the Western Regions became a big bald head.

Murong Ke laughed at himself, stretched out his hand and touched the bright head: "Big head, big head, don't worry about raining, people have umbrellas, I have big heads, this skin can be abandoned." ”

As soon as the words fell, the whole body was volleyed, and a famous king's law body landed in the world, merging with Murong Ke into one, lying between Murong Feng and Junma Town, blocking the poisonous sword immortal from entering the city.

And Murong Ke's figure has disappeared between heaven and earth.

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