Hearing the poignant voice, Murong Bo's eyes were a lot clearer, he swallowed the blood in his mouth with difficulty, held down Murong Fu's hand, and then looked at those retainers and daughters, and said in a very gentle voice: "You retreat away, I have something to say to him." ”

Watching a group of people retreat, Murong Bo looked at Murong Fu and said in a dumb voice: "The time for being a father is short, if there are many masters today, the only thing I can't rest assured of is you, you have lost all your skills, if I go again, the Murong family will be retaliated by the enemy and fall into a situation from which there is no return." ”

Xu was hurt by his heart and lungs, Murong Bo gasped slightly, lay in Murong Fu's arms, and then continued: "I have arranged everything by me since I was a child, and I have never had your own choice, after I die, you can make your own choice; The first is to marry the girl of the Wang family, and the child's grandmother is Li Qiushui, who is a 'free school', has this kind of friendship, and can protect you if you want to come; the second is to live an ordinary life incognito, leaving the rivers and lakes and going far away; the king of the big wheel has an old relationship with his father, and you will give him magic skills and help each other. ”

Murong Fu's eyes were bloodshot, frightened and anxious, and he said helplessly: "Father, no, you won't die." ”

Murong Bo said this in one breath, he was already weak, he smiled with difficulty: "It's okay if you don't have martial arts, don't chase after the will of your ancestors in the future, live for yourself, my father just let down your mother back then, and I feel ashamed that I have been hiding for so many years, not because I don't want to come back, but I don't know how to face you......"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to wipe his tears, and said quietly: "Father, the child has disappointed you, and I blame me for not being angry." ”

At this moment, Murong Bo's eyes, which had been gradually dimming, suddenly widened, as if he had seen something very amazing, and he struggled to get up, and the corners of his forehead were bruised.

Murong Fu noticed something unusual, and when he looked back, Murong Longcheng, who had obviously been killed before, actually staggered to his feet again.

Actually cheated to death.

"It's a pity, haha, it's a pity, my "Kurong Zen Gong" has reached its extreme, why didn't you cut off my head." Murong Longcheng was coughing up blood and laughing wildly, looking at the father and son in front of him, there was indescribable hatred in his eyes, "Thanks to you, I have never been so seriously injured." ”

Seeing this, the secret Gu Mozhi and the man in black also secretly took a breath of cool breeze.

How could Murong Longcheng not give them a chance to react at all, with one arm, he had already clamped Murong Fu under his armpit, grabbed the dying Murong Bo and fled into the distance.

There was no word all the way, and there was another desperate run.

Murong Longcheng's breath was panting rapidly, and he didn't stop in front of a cave until he was exhausted.

He threw the father and son into it, and he himself hurriedly meditated and pranayama.

Murong Bo begged: "If you want to kill, kill me, let Fu'er go, the Murong family will be single-handed, kill him, but he will be doomed." ”

Murong Longcheng said without opening his eyes: "Do you really think that I only have one bloodline of yours? When I ask for that magic skill, I will send your father and son to reunite in the underworld. ”

As soon as these words came out, Murong Bo's heart suddenly turned to ashes.

Murong Fu didn't know the situation, but with just these few words, he heard a lot of things, and said hatefully: "You hurt my father?" ”

Even Murong Longcheng couldn't help but sigh: "You didn't tell him anything? What a father and son, love his son deeply. ”

Murong Fu was even more unclear, but he was very intelligent, and he could already guess the probable idea when his mind turned: "Could it be that you are the ancestor of my Murong family?" Why did you hurt my father? ”

Murong Longcheng opened his eyes and squinted, and snorted coldly: "Deity Murong Longcheng, your father deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and it is not a pity to die." ”

"Don't listen to him, the ancestor's will is all a lie made up by him alone, and my Murong family is a chess piece in his hand," Murong Bo was extremely weak, and his anger was like a gossamer, "The matter has come to this, but it is just a matter of becoming a king and defeating a villain." ”

Murong Fu was shocked and then suspicious, and then stayed on the spot, looking at Murong Bo in a daze, and then at Murong Longcheng, and said with a blank expression: "The ancestor's will is actually fake?" ”

Suddenly, Murong Fu's eyes darkened, and the beliefs and beliefs he had established since childhood collapsed, and he said: "My mother died of illness, and the successive heads of my Murong family died with hatred, and they died without turning a blind eye, and everything they did was a lie. ”

Seeing that Murong Fu's face was pale and his face was infatuated, Murong Bo was so anxious that he forced his last breath and vomited a wisp of blood from his mouth.

Murong Fu felt that his face was hot, and when he looked back, he was like being struck by lightning in an instant.

But it was Murong Bo's breath that was exhausted, and his body, which was already tense, was instantly weak, like a broken string, and there was no life.

"Hmph, I'm dying so soon, it's cheap for you." Murong Longcheng glanced at him coldly, "You're the only kid left." ”

Murong Fu looked at Murong Bo who was desperate in his arms, and let out a beast-like wail from his mouth, burst into tears, and muttered, "Dad, what should I do?" ”

The open mouth is full of saltiness.

The blood entered his throat, Murong Fu trembled inexplicably, his throat squirmed unconsciously, his trembling eyes slowly fell, and he looked at the bloody hole in Murong Bo's chest.

Murong Longcheng beckoned at this time: "Hurry up and hand over the magic power, I can make you die a happy death." ”

"Magic?" Murong Fu's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, and his throat squirmed unconsciously, as if what he had swallowed before was not hot blood, but Ganlin Xianlu, "Yes, father, I still have magic skills, I will definitely avenge you!" ”

As he spoke, there was a bloody light in his eyes, and he slowly buried his head, his mouth seemed to be sobbing, and his shoulders kept shaking.

Murong Longcheng sat cross-legged under the stone cliff at the entrance of the cave, his eyes were closed, and he didn't open them, and when he heard his voice, he snorted coldly: "Cowardly." ”

But gradually, he realized that something was wrong, and the sobbing sound was more chewing and swallowing, grinding his teeth and sucking, and he immediately became bored and impatient: "Boy, death is coming, you still have the leisure to eat...... Hiss ......"

Murong Longcheng opened his eyes and drank, but after he saw clearly what the other party was eating, the words on his lips suddenly swallowed back involuntarily, Rao is he has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than two hundred years, witnessing the scene in front of him, he also felt that his back was cold, and there was a kind of palpitations with numbness in his scalp.

His pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but ask sharply, "Boy, are you crazy?" ”

In the dim stone cave, Murong Fu was lying on Murong Bo's still warm bones, only in the sound of swallowing and sucking, the corpse that was still tall before was visibly shriveled down with the naked eye, as if rotten leaves and rotten shells, rotten trees and dead trees, became skin and bones.

Murong Fu's movements were abrupt, he turned his neck a little, and a pair of eyes as red as blood instantly hooked directly on Murong Longcheng's body.

Murong Longcheng's face changed slightly, and Murong Fu, who had no internal strength, was now like a completely changed person, reborn, and exuded an indescribable evil aura from top to bottom, like a demon and a demon, terrifying.

"What kind of kung fu do you practice?" He asked.

Murong Fu stood up slowly, looked at the bones at his feet, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, red and breathtaking.

He raised his eyes again, gritted his teeth, and laughed softly: "Don't you want magic skills?" ”

The flat ground was full of fishy winds, and Murong Longcheng's breath suddenly stopped, and the stone cave was empty.

And behind him, a person stood with his back to him, surrounded by blood mist, and the bloody aura was soaring, which was disgusting.

couldn't help but say, Murong Longcheng burst into trouble, his sword pointed around, his eyes were full of hideousness, but he couldn't hide his shock and emotion in his heart.

It's only a short amount of effort, and it's really unbelievable that Murong Fu has such ability.

What's even more unexpected is that under the finger of the sword, Murong Fu didn't dodge, and hit the move immediately, but he didn't have time to show his joy, and a bloody hand landed on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of Murong Dragon City at the same time.

The two of them turned in unison, their eyes facing each other.

Murong Fu changed his original dusty state, his eyebrows were filled with a monstrous evil aura, his eyes were red like blood, his lips were black as ink, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, as if he didn't realize the pain caused by the sword fingers.

Murong Longcheng was shocked and horrified, and hissed, "What kind of kung fu are you practicing?" ”

Murong Fu didn't answer, under the palm of his hand, a cloud of blood mist filled the air, the mist squirmed, and Murong Longcheng's body quickly dried up, thin as firewood, and his essence leaked out.

"Father, I will never disappoint you, the will of the Murong family will be inherited by me!!!"

Looking at Murong Longcheng's wide-eyed eyes, Murong Fu laughed, as if crying and laughing, turning from chuckle to wild laughter, the laughter shook the heavens and the earth, and the black hair on his head was covered with a layer of blood in a blink of an eye, and the blood was flying, and the corpse in his hand had turned into dust.

The nightmare of the rivers and lakes has been brought by him since then.

(End of chapter)