The thick sword aura and murderous aura in the air quickly calmed down after the initial tension.

The clouds are light and the wind is light.

Lin Futian looked at Murong Qingshan, who was in the process of the academy trial, in the situation where there were many difficult foreign races, inexplicably drove a boat and crashed into Lin Futian's small boat, I don't know why he appeared here, if he came to seek revenge, then I will continue, after all, it is because of himself that he will be punished by the family, and go to the Murong family's trial ground known as the "place of death", in the past ten years, what has he experienced to have such a strong murderous aura? For these, Lin Futian was actually a little curious, because the murderous aura was not so easy to cultivate, and in just ten years, he already had such a strong murderous aura, which was not so easy to do.

Lin Futian looked at Murong Qingshan, and Murong Qingshan was also looking at this Lin family genius who had humiliated him.

It's nothing, it's just that I'm better looking than myself, I'm taller than myself, and apart from these, there seems to be nothing that can be compared to myself. Murong Qingshan pursed his lips, the smile on his face still looked strange, it looked scary, no way, since the boat he was sitting on was halved by someone and almost died at sea, he laughed like this now, looking scary, whenever he laughed, he could clearly feel that those subordinates who saw his smile showed a frightened expression, and he was more deferential to himself, and when he saw himself asking, his legs actually trembled. Murong Qingshan is happy to see this, so every month he will pick out some "lucky people" to accept his torture, after asking, what he has learned has also been put into full play, so he is relatively happy, and the rest is to throw those things that are not human-shaped to a place with few people, it doesn't matter if they are buried or burned, as long as they can be dealt with. If you don't deal with it cleanly, you will not only dirty the ground, but also your eyes.

Sometimes when he was teasing the "lucky ones", the stepmother would occasionally come, but she would only look at it and then stop looking at it, and turn away. His Majesty's own sister had been taking good care of his children since she married one of the five great masters of the dynasty, but her abilities were limited, and she could not be gentle enough to indulge in a demon who had already "killed her mother" at the age of four. Every time she was talking to him, she didn't dare to look him in the eye.

She was also afraid.

Murong Qingshan grew up lawless like this, his father rarely went home, and was mostly at the border, so Murong Qingshan became the most effective person in this Murong family, even more effective than his stepmother, His Majesty the Emperor's own sister. For this woman, Murong Qingshan saw it very clearly, it was just an abandoned son of power, in order to restrain the Murong family, so His Majesty the Emperor married his own sister to the patriarch of the Murong family, Murong Qingshan's father, if it were not for the title of "the strongest of the five masters in the dynasty", plus his general, His Majesty the Emperor would not feel that there was nothing to be rewarded

, there is nothing to give, and finally sent his own sister to the "wolf's den".

Politics, power, and in many cases, in order to avoid war, it is women who sacrifice the most.

However, Murong Qingshan didn't care much about any of this, he just looked at the man in front of him, holding a sword in his hand.

didn't see the other party strike first, the sword was still in the scabbard, and Lin Futian didn't want to make a move. It's also strange to say, before he saw Murong Qingshan, in fact, Lin Futian really wanted to get rid of this person who wanted to kill himself and Lisi and Long Yuexin as soon as possible to avoid future troubles, but after seeing this murderous Murong Qingshan, Lin Futian suddenly didn't want to kill him very much.

I don't know why.

It's just that I feel that my killing intent towards him is not as big as I imagined. Moreover, the current empire needs such a murderous and combat-powerful person to fight for it. Keeping this young man may still be useful for the country.

Seeing that the atmosphere didn't seem to be so tense, Luo Mei asked in a low voice, "Tiantian, what is the origin of this person, why does he feel so murderous?"

Lin Futian said with a smile: "A madman I have seen before, his name is Murong Qingshan, you should have heard of it." ”

Luo Mei's eyes widened, covered her mouth, and said in surprise: "He is the Murong Qingshan who was forced to drop out of the academy, the eldest son of the Murong family, the son of Murong Liehuang, one of the five masters?"

Lin Futian nodded.

The young monk folds his hands and his face is calm. It's just a good word.

Mo Yunfu put his hands behind him and thought thoughtfully.

It seems that somewhere have you heard of this name.

Zhao Jing stood straight behind the forest burial, looking at this reliable back, and felt that he was not afraid of anything.

"Wow, do you have a grudge against him? Otherwise, how could he look at you and smile like that, it looks weird. Luo Mei secretly glanced at Murong Qingshan opposite, not daring to make eye contact with him.

Because his eyes didn't look like he was smiling.

Lin Futian said: "He and I actually have no grievances, but the two of us have an enmity inexplicably, this matter is a bit complicated, even I, sometimes I can't figure it out." ”

Opposite side.

Murong Qingshan just stood in place, quietly looking at Lin Futian on the opposite side and the people around him. He still had a grim smile on his face.

Yo! It seems that the scabbard has been changed, so the scabbard has been changed, is the sword inside the scabbard also different?

"Hey, the one on the other side, let's make a move, I know you're already upset when you see me, just right, I think you're also upset, so, draw your sword." Murong Qingshan tilted his head and said with a smile.

Lin Futian put his hands on his sleeves and said flatly: "You first." ”

Murong Qingshan suddenly burst out laughing when he heard Lin Futian's words, causing the people around him to look sideways.

"I didn't expect the dignified young master of the Lin family to dare to make the first move, and if others listened, he wouldn't laugh off his big teeth......?"

Luo Mei was so angry that she wanted to draw her sword, but was stopped by Lin Futian. Luo Mei looked at Lin Futian, "He said so, you don't."

Wouldn't that be a disgrace to your Lin family if you made a move?" Lin Futian smiled and shook his head. said: "Our Lin family will not feel ashamed because I don't make a move today." ”

Lin Futian took a few steps forward and asked, "You strike first, if I make the first move, it won't be reasonable." ”

Murong Qingshan was a little stunned at first, and then he smiled again.

In fact, before he went out to travel, he received a letter from his father, which did not write too much, but mentioned Lin Futian, the son of the Lin family, and told him not to think about revenge, but also to carefully consider the relationship between the family, the current Lin family is not something that the Murong family can afford to provoke. In this regard, Murong Qingshan agreed, because the person he was most afraid of in the world was his father, even after seeing that he had killed his wife and mother, his face was still the same as before, without much change, not even sentimental, he just stood by the door, looked at Murong Qingshan coldly, said don't die too early, and then covered up his crime for himself.

Father and son are actually alike.

Murong Qingshan looked at Lin Futian opposite and thought to himself. In fact, after receiving his father's letter, he has already made a decision, as long as he doesn't make a move first, then even if he stands still, even if something happens later, his father will speak for him, after all, he is forced to make a move, no matter how unreasonable he is, he should always look at His Majesty the Emperor's face.

However, this son of the Lin family is much smarter than he imagined, and his carving insect skills have no effect on him at all, and he is still indifferent.

Murong Qingshan rubbed the hilt of his sword, hesitated again and again, and finally did not draw his sword.

Lin Futian smiled, "It seems that you, the eldest young master of the Murong family, are just like this, why don't you make a move?"

Zhao Jing covered her mouth and smiled.

This forest burial day, there is really a report and a report.

Murong Qingshan's face turned pale with anger, but he still didn't dare to take the lead in swordsmanship.

He did not dare to disobey his father's orders.

Lin Futian smiled: "You are nothing more than that. ”

Murong Qingshan took a step forward, tilted his head, and smiled evilly.

"Hit it if you want to, don't so much, it's noisy. ”

At this moment, a word came from nowhere, breaking the situation.

Following the direction of the sound, in front of the door of a tavern, a man with a stubble on his face sat on the threshold of the tavern drinking, he held a wine bowl in one hand and a huge chicken leg in the other, and he was biting with relish. He had messy hair, only wore an ordinary coarse linen clothes, the sleeves of the clothes were rolled up, and the trouser legs were also pulled up, this person didn't look like a cultivator, but like a relatively rare martial artist, a thick breath flowed, and there was a feeling of "everything is difficult to approach".

Lin Futian looked at the man with stubble on his face and smiled.

The man ignored him.

It's a very interesting martial artist, and it's also a rare martial artist. Without the support of Reiki, some of those who had no chance of cultivating the Tao embarked on the path of martial arts and continued to exercise their bodies

In order to reach the same level as those who are cultivators, or even surpass them, the effort involved in this is much more than that of those who are born close to the elements of heaven and earth, and this path can truly be regarded as a solitary journey.

Murong Qingshan said disdainfully: "It's just a martial artist, you dare to talk like this." ”

The man who was sitting on the threshold drinking smiled and looked at Murong Qingshan drunkenly, and then he hooked his hand at Murong Qingshan.

The meaning is self-explanatory.

Murong Qingshan sneered, "Are you tired of being alive?"

Murderous aura quickly surged towards the man.

The momentum is huge, and it is roaring.

The man just raised his head, still holding the wine bowl and chicken leg in his hand, and the dark red murderous aura in front of him seemed to hit an invisible wall, quickly separating and dissipating.

The stubble-faced man slowly raised his head, his eyes sharp, he squinted, and said, "Don't do this, you will die." ”