The wind dances and the clouds are chaotic, and the lake is full of hookahs.

There was a blurry light rain on Taihu Lake, which made Mantuo Mountain Villa fall into a blur, and the camellia flowers everywhere in the village appeared more and more delicate.

And the tranquility here is even more intense in the lake.

"Haha......", Feng Xiaoxiao's laughter was extremely clear, and extremely distant, as if floating from the sky, overshadowing a qiē noise: "People in the rivers and lakes all say, 'North Qiaofeng, South Murong', in my opinion, it is not worthy of its name, Mr. Murong, good intentions, good martial arts, Feng is willing to bow to the wind." ”

This remark was very mean, and it was clear that he looked down on Murong Fu, thinking that only Murong Bo could be compared with his eldest brother, and Murong Fu was not worthy of the honor of "Nan Murong" at all.

As he spoke, his figure brought up a series of dazzling afterimages, and he withdrew from Xu Yuan in a trance, stopping in the center of the misty lake, standing like an immortal.

Murong Bo flew back and jumped at the same time, as if he was on the ground, fell on the ground, and stood firmly on the surface of the lake, his eyes flashed like cold lightning, and said: "Respect for martial arts, it is really rare in the life of the old man, Dali Duan's name is well deserved, the six-vein divine sword is really good, admire and admire!" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao chuckled lightly and said, "Why should Mr. Murong be sarcastic, I really don't use the martial arts of my own sect, but are you different and also have Shaolin's internal strength?" Everyone knows each other. ”

Murong Fu on the shore shouted, "Daddy, it's really ...... It's really you, you...... You're not dead? ”

Murong Bo glanced sideways, sighed, and withdrew his gaze.

Feng Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Why should Old Mr. Murong be frustrated, Ling Lang is already very competitive, and he is a leader in today's martial arts." You don't have to be too demanding. ”

The words were old-fashioned, and Murong Fu's face turned pale when he heard it. said angrily: "Feng Xiaoxiao, you ......"

Murong Bo burst into a long laugh. interrupted: "Thanks to the praise of the honorable driver, I know what kind of person Fu'er is, I know better than you." ”

His words were tantamount to admitting his identity, Murong Fu was surprised, slammed his knees to the ground, kowtowed, and shouted, "Daddy......"

Deng Baichuan and other retainers also bowed down one by one.

Even Ah Zhu, who was supported by Feng Xiaoxiao, called "Master" softly.

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly.

Murong Bo seemed to be a little jealous of her, and ripped off the black scarf covering his face. He smiled at her and bowed slightly.

When Murong Fu and the others saw their true faces, they no longer had the slightest suspicion, they were excited, and immediately beckoned to find a boat and sail towards the center of the lake.

Murong Bo laughed, and said to Xiao Xiao: "There is no deep grudge between you and me, why don't you get on the boat together and drink a glass of water and wine, there is no need to make everyone unhappy." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao pouted and said, "Cats have cat paths." The tiger has a tiger way, each other's well water does not interfere with the river water, Mr. Murong repeatedly attacked me, am I really a bully? ”

Murong Bo shook his head slightly. said: "With today's situation, it is difficult for you to get out, and my father and son are all here." You are the enemy, who is the winner? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao tightened Azhu's back shirt. Shen smiled and said: "Of course, you have more advantages, and I don't practice water." Fighting in Taihu Lake is already a big disadvantage, otherwise you are already dead. ”

Murong Bo listened to what he said, but his tone was actually quite hesitant, and he was overjoyed, and said: "Plus this time, I have been face-to-face with Zunjia twice, although there are some misunderstandings between each other, but it can be regarded as not knowing each other, since the fate is not shallow, is it good to catch up together?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at the approaching ship, sighed, and said, "If it is my enemy, seeing that the enemy is strong, I may still be vain, so that it is not too late to wait for the next day." It's a pity that you and my eldest brother have a blood feud. I have a lot of problems up and down, but I still have the word righteousness in my heart, and I will never lose my brother and talk about the old with you. ”

A cold glint appeared in Murong Bo's eyes, but it was constricted in the depths of his pupils, almost invisible, and said: "Brother Ling Qiao Feng does have a blood feud with the Central Plains Martial Arts, but it has nothing to do with me, why did you say this?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, and said: "The tragic incident outside Yanmen Pass back then, and what you did over the years after you faked your death, do you really think no one knows?" ”

Murong Bo's eyes froze, he immediately closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them, he was back to normal, and asked loudly, "Oh? Who else knows? ”

"How is Master Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin?"

Murong Bo was slightly stunned, and then said with a sad smile: "Master Xuanci may be able to guess some things about his age, but I have long since died, the great abbot is extremely merciful, and he will never confide in others. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't seem to be able to hear the faint killing intent in it, and the old god said: "Old Mr. Murong, do you still remember the body ring temple in Lu Liangzhou back then?" ”

Murong Bose changed his mind: "It's you!" ”

That night, in the Ring Temple, Murong Bo wanted to kill Master Xuanbei of Shaolin with "One Yang Finger", so as to provoke the contradiction between Shaolin Temple and Dali Duan.

Feng Xiaoxiao happened to live here and saw this scene with his own eyes, at that time, he had just "ascended" to this life, and his martial arts were incomparable with Murong Bo, and he was almost killed, and finally escaped from the tiger's mouth.

"You weren't cautious enough that time...... Feng Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Yiyang's finger power is not pure, so he can't help a master like Master Xuanbei, so he can only use his own way to give back to him, and kill him with Master Xuanbei's best 'Wei Tuo pestle', but after all, he revealed his flaws, leaving the name of Gusu Murong's family, which caused Ling Gongzi and was charged with a crime by Shaolin." ”

Murong Fu on the boat heard it from afar, and said "ah", only to know why Shaolin Temple did not forgive him, and he had to ask for an explanation.

Murong Bo said: "You have already informed Xuan Ci?" ”

Not to mention Feng Xiaoxiao, even Ah Zhu could hear that his voice trembled a little, and he was obviously forcibly pressing the feelings.

If Xuan Ci knew that Murong Bo was not dead, many things would be connected, and he would have been able to figure it out consistently. If it is publicized one day, the heroes of the Central Plains will inevitably rise up to be enemies of the Murong clan, and at that time, the Murong clan is only afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch in the martial arts, let alone restore the country, and it will be difficult to even survive on its own. ”

"The master is really powerful, and he almost hid the old man." , Murong Bo suddenly smiled and said: "Why are you and I chattering here a lot, the reason is that we all know it, it's just that you fought too hard just now, you are exhausted and I am short of breath, and I can't fight for a while, why do you deliberately intimidate the old man, just to let me stop killing you?" ”

He secretly praised in his heart: "This Feng Xiaoxiao's shrewd mind, as soon as he said this, I will immediately feel that the Murong clan is in danger, and I am still too busy to take care of myself, of course, I don't dare to fight with a master like him anymore." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "Old Mr. Murong is indeed extraordinary, one word to break my mind, but I don't know where I showed my flaws?" (To be continued......)