"Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? A middle-aged man dressed as a literati was leaning against the window of the study, reciting Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan", with indescribable sorrow in his eyes.

He said lightly: "The world only says that the south of the Yangtze River is very good, but in my eyes it is far inferior to the Saibei, even if it is a piece of snow in the Saibei, it is far better than the scenery of the West Lake and the gardens of Suzhou......

Then he sighed again, "Hey...... What is the use of our Jinling Murong creating a great prestige in the south, who can really understand what we are thinking, it is in the Dragon City thousands of miles away, it is the once powerful Dayan......"

Don't look at this man dressed as a literati, but he is Murong Bang, the head of the Jinling Yanhui Courtyard. Although his martial arts are not unique, he has never been defeated in dozens of battles, creating the name of "Divine Sword Prince", but that was ten years ago. Since he married the eldest lady of the Youjia family, You Fanglan, he has devoted himself to his wife and the affairs of the door, and his martial arts have been somewhat wasted, and he only practices them when he is in a good mood.

Maybe it's because of his age, or because his wife is about to give birth to his first child, he has recently attached great importance to the ancestral motto of "killing back to Dragon City and rebuilding Dayan".

"Husband, ......" At this time, a woman's gentle voice came from outside the room, and soon the woman pushed open the door and walked in.

Although this woman is in her early thirties, her skin is as old as that of her twenties, and she can be broken by blowing. A rich silk dress, a pair of round pearl earrings, and a bracelet made of flawless jade all set off this woman's grace and luxury, which only a noble-born lady would dress. Her belly was high and bulging, and it was obvious that she was about to give birth.

Murong Bang turned around when he heard the sound and saw his wife You Fanglan walking into the door, only then did he have a smile on his face, stood up, and helped his wife to sit down on another chair, "Madam is pregnant, why don't you let your disciples and subordinates come to call me, but you came to this Hanmo Courtyard from Nuan Xiang Pavilion by yourself?" Why don't you find a few books to read to your future children? If you listen to the words of the saints of the hundred schools of thought before you are born, or the meaning of the martial arts of the famous faction, then the child is born? He laughed as he brushed his hand against Madame Yu's abdomen.

Murong Bang suddenly remembered something, and said, "You haven't been here for years. I asked you to accompany me to study, but you always said that this place is not as good as the treasure house of the Youjia family, why did you take the initiative to come today? Murong Bang asked. Mrs. You immediately held her husband Murong Bang's hand, "Didn't you think that the child was about to be born, so let you give it a name, seeing that you came here early in the morning, I thought that it would be good to have this matter settled earlier." There was a look of joy in his expression.

Hearing this, Murong Bang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Madame can read all the books in this Hanmo Academy, but don't you remember what I said when I was drunk that day?" The boy is called Murong Yanyun, and the girl is called Murong Liu. ”

Mrs. You was silent for a while when she heard Murong Bang's words, and her face was a little ugly.

"Madame Fei thinks it's inappropriate?" Murong Bang saw that his wife was silent for a long time, her face was wrong, and he couldn't help asking, "If Mrs. doesn't like it, then it's called Murong Hui, and the word "Hui" can be used by both men and women, which is also convenient." ”

Mrs. You couldn't help but say at this time: "Husband, for the sake of my wife, I think that these three are not good. Murong Bang asked, "Madame, if you have any opinions, you might as well talk about it." ”

You must know that since Mrs. You got married, she listened to her husband Murong Bang in everything, and she had never refuted him once, and today's situation made Murong Bang feel a little strange.

Mrs. You said uncharacteristically and solemnly: "Husband, it's been hundreds of years, don't you still let go, haven't the Murong family paid enough for it for generations?" I think it's time, it's time to end, I really don't want our son to repeat the mistakes of the countless ancestors of the Murong family and your husband. Children should have the right to choose their own future! ”

"Shut up!" Murong Bang's face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Madam, I Murong Bang can rely on you for other things, and I must not mention this matter again." Murong Bang was obviously angry, and his face was very ugly at this time.

He breathed a sigh of relief before continuing in a somewhat trembling voice: "The clansmen may have given up, but I, Murong Bang, will not give up yet. At least in my life, my child's life, I will never be allowed to give up, as for the future, I don't care, I can't control it, if I want to give up, just give up at that time......"

Mrs. You was not angry when she was reprimanded by her husband, but she felt helpless for the child in her belly. She understands that there are inviolable people or things in people's hearts. And in the hearts of her husband Murong Bang, as well as most of the Murong family, what is inviolable is that after hundreds of years, it is a deep-rooted and unshakable dream in the hearts of more than ten generations of Murong family ancestors - to rebuild Dayan and restore the supreme glory that belongs to Xianbei and the Murong family.

It took a while for Murong Bang to breathe down, and his expression became as calm as a lake again.

He was silent, immersed in the past of the Murong family, not knowing that the picturesque sunset had already filled the sky......

Half a month has passed.

That night, Murong Bang was standing under a peach tree outside the Nuan Xiang Pavilion with his hands in his hands. The peach blossoms are blooming brightly, there is not a single floating cloud in the sky, the stars are so bright, and the beautiful night sky is in full view. A gentle breeze blows, occasionally bringing up a few petals. The petals swayed in the wind, like a dream.

Murong Bang's handsome and chic face had a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and that faint smile was as bright as the night in front of him.

He looked up at the sky and saw a meteor, the brilliance of which was so short, yet so dazzling, so sacred, so mysterious, although it was no longer eternal, it was unforgettable.

"Meteor, meteor, you are like my Dayan, so short, and so nostalgic......" Murong Bang sighed and turned back to the house.

Madame Yu was already asleep, and she dreamed that the North Star had fallen into her womb. Mrs. Yu suddenly felt a sharp abdominal pain and woke up from her dream.

"Husband, call someone quickly, I'm afraid I'm going to give birth......" Mrs. You endured the severe pain and shouted weakly to Murong Bang, who had just pushed open the door.

"Hurry up and call Mrs. Zhang over, Mrs. is going to give birth!" Murong Bang shouted into the wing room in a panic. He thought to himself, "As soon as I saw the stars falling, my wife was going to give birth, could it be that my son was reincarnated by the stars, if that is the case, maybe my Murong clan will have hope......."

"Coming, coming", a slightly old woman's voice sounded, and then Zhang Po walked out of the wing room quickly, with two maids behind her, and she didn't have time to give gifts to Murong Bang, so she hurriedly walked into the lady's room and prepared to deliver the baby.

A few hours later, Murong Bang's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a baby's cry.

I only heard the cry full of anger, piercing the silent night sky, shaking Murong Bang's heart, making him uncontrollable excited, "Madame must have given birth to a boy, my Murong family has a future, and my Dayan is hopeful!" Hopefully! ”

Soon Zhang Po came out and said to Murong Bang with a smile on her face; "Congratulations to my lord, Mrs. gave birth to a little son, and the mother and son are safe."

Murong Bang was overjoyed, "Great, great, my little Yanyun was finally born." ”

Murong Bang stepped into the room with an arrow: "Madam, how are you?" Let me see the clouds! As he spoke, he hurriedly picked up the baby wrapped in a satin quilt beside Mrs. You.

Murong Bang hugged his son and kissed him on the forehead, with a look of affection.

Mrs. You smiled, Murong Bang smiled, and Xiao Yanyun fell asleep in Murong Bang's arms......

Fifteen years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Today's Xiao Yanyun is half a head taller than Mrs. You, and her appearance is very handsome, with both his father's chic and his mother's quietness, but after all, he is still young, and he lacks some of Murong Bang's maturity and domineering.

Since he was six years old, Murong Bang has taught him martial arts every day, and Madame You has taught him to read. Murong Yanyun not only loves to read, but also recites by eye, and even puts forward some of his own opinions and ideas, so that the disciples, disciples, and subordinates of the Murong family also love him in their hearts.

On this day, Murong Yanyun and Murong Bang competed in the martial arts arena, the father and son went back and forth, fists and feet against each other, and Murong Bang only had a slight upper hand.

I saw Murong Bang's right fist hit Murong Yanyun's face door with a strong wind, and Murong Yanyun's body shook to the left, and he dodged Murong Bang's punch. Murong Bang smiled, "Good boy, there is progress!" Be careful! Before the words fell, Murong Bang's left fist swept from left to right, and when he shot, he added another force.

Murong Yanyun was shocked in his heart, and he instinctively took two steps back. But Murong Bang's martial arts were extraordinary, his left arm suddenly grew at the moment when it was about to fall into the air, and his left fist was just enough to hit Murong Yanyun's left rib. Murong Yanyun's body retreated in embarrassment, and at the same time, his palms subconsciously pushed towards Murong Bang's elbow.

Murong Bang was pushed by Murong Yanyun's palms, and the force was a little too strong, and his left arm hit his chest uncontrollably. Fortunately, Murong Bang didn't use ten percent of his strength, so he barely retracted his hand and was not hit by his own fist.

"Yun'er, what kind of martial arts is this? Who did you learn from? Murong Bang said with some curiosity. Although the Murong family cannot be said to have hidden all the martial arts in the world, it has also recorded the martial arts of many famous sects, and Murong Bang knows these martial arts by heart, and there is no such trick that Murong Yanyun used just now.

"Father, I made this trick indiscriminately." Murong Yanyun was a little panicked and a little proud.

"Random typing? You played such a powerful trick indiscriminately? Murong Bang couldn't believe it. He has not been defeated in his life, and he also thought that maybe one day his son would defeat him, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly, and he was defeated by his son with his own martial arts.

"I went to catch a butterfly that day, and as soon as I stretched out my hand, the butterfly suddenly flew up. I jumped up and didn't catch it, so angry that I forgot my luck, and I fell heavily to the ground, twisting my foot. Murong Yanyun said eloquently.

Murong Bang was even more confused, "Yun'er, what does it have to do with your butterfly catching and martial arts, even if it does, it should be related to the art of grabbing, or light skills, what does it have to do with the trick you used just now?" ”

Murong Yanyun said: "I was lying on the bed with a sore foot, and I began to think that butterflies are so annoying, why didn't they fly early or late, but when I went to catch him, I flew it." Thinking about it, I suddenly realized that it was me who disturbed it, that I was wrong, and that I didn't do butterfly business. Then I blamed the earth again, but why did the earth itself have no strength and hurt my foot? Murong Yanyun said and sold Guan Zi, "Father, why do you say?" ”

Murong Bang shook his head with a smile, "My father doesn't know, why?" ”

"That's because the earth has bounced back my power, and I have given back to others in my own way." Murong Yanyun said.

"It's a good rebound, it's a good way to give back to others!" Murong Bang said excitedly, "Yun'er, you are indeed a genius." How old are you, you can comprehend such a martial art from such a small thing, if you grow up, I am afraid that no one is your opponent, I can have a son like you is the luck of my Murong Bang and the luck of the Murong family, and the wish of being a father may be realized in your hands! ”

The father was assured that the child would fulfill the wishes of his ancestors for generations. Restore Dayan and dominate the world! ”

"Yun'er, I'm very pleased that you have such great ambitions to be your father, but I hope you can do it with your energy."

Although Murong Bang has been indifferent to his long-cherished wish to restore Dayan in the past fifteen years. In his eyes, there are only his wife and Yun'er, a mother and son, and he just wants to spend his life as a family in peace. But under his influence, Murong Yanyun's ambition to restore the country is increasing day by day.

"Master, it's not good!" At this time, the disciple Mu Liao hurriedly ran to the martial arts arena, looking very flustered.

Mu Liao is Murong Bang's most proud disciple, among the three disciples, Mu Liao is the senior brother, the most stable, and the highest martial arts, he has always been under Murong Bang's extra care, and he is the only person with a foreign surname who has entered the Hanmo Academy.

"Uncle Mu, what's wrong, panicked, this is not like your style." Murong Yanyun and Mu Liao quipped.

Murong Yanyun is very close to Mu Liao, and can even be said to be the closest person except for Murong Bang and Lady You. Mu Liao has always given him the impression of being steady, so that Mu Liao is only in his early thirties, but he feels that he should not be called his brother, only uncle. Today, it was the first time for Murong Yanyun to see Mu Liao so flustered, which made him feel a little funny.

"Senior brother, don't laugh, something really happened." Mu Liao said with a straight face.

"Muglio, what's wrong?" Murong Bang asked.

"Master has two masters......"

Before Mu Liao could finish speaking, a gloomy laugh suddenly sounded.

"Hahaha, the original Divine Sword Son Murong Bang has been reduced to the point where he only has his wife and children in his head, it's really sad, lamentable, and ridiculous!" With the sound of laughter, the two figures flashed in front of the three of them from a distance.

"Who? Dare to break into my Yan back to the hospital! Murong Bang shouted.

"Who? Those who avenge their ancestors! If you know each other, you can quickly hand over the "Heavenly and Human Sword Technique", and you can also leave a whole corpse, otherwise you will die without a place to be buried! Before the voice fell, the two of them were in front of them.

I saw that the person who spoke was an old man who was nearly half a hundred years old, his hair and beard had turned gray, his originally handsome face had been weathered, and he should be about the same age as Murong Bang, probably because he did not have such a pampered life as Murong Bang, and he seemed to be more than ten years old. He was dressed in coarse black clothes, with a sword behind his back, and he was not angry and arrogant when his internal force was retracted. The other boy was the same age as Murong Yanyun, fifteen or sixteen, with a rectangular face, a pair of starry eyes, two sword eyebrows, and a sword on his back, with an extraordinary temperament, very handsome, on par with Murong Yanyun.

"The one who avenged the ancestors, I don't know who the ancestors were?" Murong Bang asked lightly, he had vaguely guessed in his heart that these two people should be Murong Ren's descendants, and they were somewhat similar to him in appearance.

Sure enough, as Murong Bang expected, the old man said: "I am Murong Guo, this is my son Murong Pingzhou, the descendant of Murong Ren, the Duke of Liaodong." Your ancestor Murong Hao killed my ancestor Murong Ren, although hundreds of years have passed, avenging the ancestor has always been one of the two great wishes of my Murong Ren's descendants. Murong Bang, take your life! ”

Murong Guo was just about to move his body, and the young man beside him said, "Father, you won't need to kill Murong Bang and the two guys who are not good at martial arts. Murong Guo stepped aside and nodded, "Zhou'er, be careful." Murong Pingzhou smiled, "It's okay." ”

When Murong Bang saw Murong Pingzhou making a move, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Boy, are you looking for death, I am not responsible for killing and injuring you." Murong Pingzhou laughed even more wildly when he heard this, "Murong Bang, I count the three of you together, maybe there is still a chance of winning, otherwise I will kill you, master, and then set fire to your Yanhui Courtyard, so that you Jinling Murong will have no chickens and ducks, no pigs and dogs left!" ”

Murong Bang was furious and took down a sword from the weapon rack next to him. He pulled out the long sword in his hand, shook his wrist, and conjured up thousands of sword shadows, encircling Murong Pingzhou's whole body in the sword shadows in an instant, leaving no gap.

Murong Pingzhou said lightly: "Huashan's ten thousand flowers attack the shadow, this kind of carving insect skill is also worthy of being used to deal with the master, I really don't know how powerful the master is." ”

As soon as Murong Bang was stunned, Murong Pingzhou had already unsheathed his long sword, only to see a white light, like a flash of a dragon, and Murong Bang's sword shadow was completely dissolved. Murong Bang looked at Murong Pingzhou in disbelief, he couldn't imagine that a hairy boy in front of him could break through his own Ten Thousand Flowers with a sword, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Just as Murong Bang's heart trembled, Murong Pingzhou had another sword like a spirit snake, wrapping around his right wrist from Murong Bang's sword body. Murong Bang had to let go of the sword at this time, and his body slammed backwards, so that Murong Pingzhou did not cut off his right wrist. Murong Bang was completely shocked by Murong Pingzhou's martial arts at this time, and cold sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead.

Murong Pingzhou saw that Murong Bang was so embarrassed by himself, he laughed wildly, his laughter was stirred with internal strength, everyone present heard Murong Pingzhou's laughter, and they all felt that there was a knife in their ears and brains, and the true qi in his body couldn't help but run wild in the meridians of his body. Even Murong Guo frowned painfully at Murong Pingzhou's laughter.

Murong Pingzhou laughed for a long time before slowly stopping.

Murong Bang took advantage of the moment when Murong Pingzhou stopped laughing, held on to the pain, and quickly moved to the front of Murong Pingzhou, shook Murong Pingzhou's face door with his left hand, picked up the sword on the ground with his right hand very quickly, and then quickly retreated to the place occupied just now, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and looked at Murong Pingzhou with bated breath.

Seeing that his master was not Murong Pingzhou's opponent, Mu Liao turned around and took a knife and stood beside Murong Bang.

Murong Pingzhou said: "Boy, I don't even care about Murong Bang, just because you also want to save chicken feathers to make a duster, I really don't know whether to live or die!" As he spoke, he crossed over and came to Murong Bang and Mu Liao's side, and as soon as he got closer, he was a sword.

Murong Bang underestimated Murong Pingzhou before, and did not use all his strength, but at this time, he knew that Murong Pingzhou's skills were really amazing, so he took out ten successes. Mu Liao is also a nurse, and his skills have increased greatly, and the two of them have been in contact with Murong Pingzhou for a while, but it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

Murong Guo saw that Murong Pingzhou was dragging Murong Bang and Mu Liao, but Murong Yanyun was standing aside at a loss. Murong Guo smiled secretly, his body suddenly approached Murong Yanyun, and the long sword in his hand swept towards Murong Yanyun viciously.

Murong Bang saw that Yun'er was about to suffer an accident, but he couldn't get out. Murong Yanyun couldn't help but tremble when he saw Murong Guo suddenly attacking him. Since he was born, he has not really fought with life and death, but at this time, Murong Guo really wants to take his own life, and he can't help but feel a panic in his heart.

Although Murong Yanyun was terrified, he didn't stop. Just like when he was discussing with his father Murong Bang just now, his body flashed to the right at the moment when Murong Guo's long sword slashed, and he pushed with all his strength at the crook of Murong Guo's elbow with both palms, and said secretly in his heart, "God bless, this move is successful." ”

How could Murong Guo have expected that Murong Yanyun would have such a hand, when he swept this sword, he had already given all his strength to the sword blade, which was already extremely difficult to control, and Murong Yanyun used all his strength on this push, it was impossible to withdraw the sword at this time. Murong Guo saw the sword slashing towards his neck, and before he could scream, the sword had already cut off his head, and blood spurted out of the air in an instant!

Murong Yanyun saw Murong Guo's dead body fall to the ground, and his heart trembled, this was the first time he had killed someone in his life.

Murong Pingzhou heard that the situation was not right, and when he looked back, he saw Murong Guo's head on the ground. Murong Pingzhou felt a fear in his heart, he never imagined that his father Murong Guo would die here, at the hands of a hairy boy who was not as old as himself. Murong Pingzhou was about to step forward to fight Murong Yanyun, when Murong Bang's other two disciples, Qian Kun and Wang Dan, arrived with a group of guests. At the same time, there was a strange sound of the piano in the distance, and along with the sound of the piano, a white figure also arrived at the martial arts field, it was Mrs. You. When Murong Bang saw everyone coming, his spirits were greatly lifted, and he said to Murong Pingzhou, "Boy, although it was my ancestor who killed your ancestor at the beginning, it was your ancestor who took the blame for himself, and now your father Murong Guo is dead, and you are the only one left, you can go, you and I don't owe each other for this matter!" ”

Murong Pingzhou saw that so many people had come, he was already outnumbered, he couldn't fight hard with so many people, so he had to pick up the body and head of his father Murong Guo, laughed a few times, and a resentful gaze shot at everyone, and his eyes pierced the depths of everyone's souls like knives.

He said coldly: "Murong Bang wants to be hypocritical, you wait, the hatred of the ancestors, the hatred of killing the father, I Murong Pingzhou will wait for the blood debt to be repaid......

As Murong Pingzhou's voice became smaller and smaller, he disappeared into the end of the sky in a few flashes, sinking into the blood sun......