"Who the hell are you? Did Murong Old Dog send you to save this wild seed? The bastard surnamed Jia actually dared to lie to me, saying that Murong Old Dog is dead, and the Purple Copper City is already in his sole discretion, I'll fuck ......"

Qin Xiaoyao howled in pain, and hated Jia Jingzhong even more for the false information.

But his crooked nonsense next to him made Mu Fan very bored, and he turned his hand and slapped this person in the face, Qin Xiaoyao's noisy head spun around his neck, and there was no movement on the spot.

Seeing Qin Xiaoyao being killed so easily, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a little afraid of the young man in front of him.

Mu Fan saw his fear, and said lightly: "I'm here to save you, but you have to be mentally prepared, they didn't lie to you about your father." ”

Qin Feng was instantly stunned when he heard this, he had just suffered the betrayal of his adoptive father's family, and he was immediately shocked to hear the bad news of his biological father's death, plus his martial bones were taken away.

Qin Feng's mood was like being struck by thunder, it was terrible.

"Now is not the time for you to be sad, come with me, you still have a sister in your family who needs your assistance."

Mu Fan untied Qin Feng's shackles and put him down.

However, Qin Feng, who was unrestrained, leaned weakly on the torture rack on the side, and said with a wry smile: "Who else can I help now?" If I had martial arts in my body, I might be able to contribute to my sister, but I'm just a waste now. ”

Mu Fan glanced back at him and said lightly: "It's just a broken bone, who said that without this bone, you can't cultivate martial arts?" Stop talking nonsense, come with me. ”

After speaking, Mu Fan turned around and left the dungeon, and the horse outside the door waited for Qin Feng to come out.

Qin Feng thought for a moment, thinking that believing that Mu Fan was not a big deal once, anyway, he had already become a waste, could the consequences of going back with him be worse than now?

Gritting his teeth and holding his injured body out of the dungeon, Qin Feng looked at the corpses all over the ground and asked in surprise, "You killed all the Qin family?" ”

Mu Fan glanced at him silently and said coldly, "What? Do you want to avenge your adoptive father? ”

When Qin Feng heard this, he gritted his teeth indignantly and said, "He is not my adoptive father!" He just used me as a tool to earn fame and fortune, when did he treat me as his own family? I want to draw his blood and eat his flesh now! ”

It is said that nurturing grace is more important than giving birth, but the Qin family really can't say that Qin Feng has any nurturing grace.

Every time he recalled the Qin family's hypocrisy towards him in the past, Qin Feng wanted to vomit in disgust.

"Since you don't want revenge, then come with me."

After signaling Qin Feng to get on the horse, Mu Fan no longer stayed, and in front of the guards of the bronze city, he rode his horse and whipped away......

"You're the master's son? Qin Feng? ”

In the Purple Copper City City Lord's Mansion, Steward Qi looked at the young man brought back by Mu Fan in surprise, and said incredulously: "I only heard the old man mention that he had such a son when he was drunk, but since then, he has never mentioned it. ”

"I thought it was the old man who was drunk and talking nonsense."

"Good, great! The Murong family has a queen, so that the old man can also be blinded by the spirit of the sky! ”

In the rearranged mourning hall, Steward Qi pulled Qin Feng with tears in his eyes and praised him again and again, his eyes were full of joy.

"I'm not Qin Feng, my name is Murong Feng."

After all, Qin Feng didn't want to continue to use his adoptive father's surname, and since he had returned to the Murong family, he naturally wanted to use the Murong family's real name.

Although he had hardly seen what his biological father looked like, from the words of Steward Qi, his father gave him to the Qin family for adoption, not because he really didn't want him, but because he had other difficulties.

Mu Fan let them greet them for a while, and then walked over and said to Murong Feng: "Since you were a powerful martial artist before, you must know something about the martial arts forces in this place?" Can you tell me more about it? ”

When Murong Feng heard this, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, and he shook his head and said: "Engong praised it, where can I be considered 'powerful', but with the talent of the battle bone, without the battle bone, I am nothing." ”

"You ask the martial arts forces of Tianquan Mansion, I know a thing or two, as far as I know, just two hundred miles northwest of the Ancient Bronze City, there is a 'Hanging Sword Mountain'."

"This is one of the top martial arts factions in Tianquan Mansion, and it is said that the head of the sect 'Wu Jianzi' is a hidden Xuanwu realm powerhouse! If anyone can worship under the gate of Hanging Sword Mountain, the future of martial arts is limitless! ”

When Murong Feng said this, there was a look of envy in his eyes.

It's a pity that he lost his martial bones, and he only imagined the picture of himself worshipping in Hanging Sword Mountain when he dreamed.

When Mu Fan heard this information, his eyes lit up.

He was about to look for a place with martial arts resources so that he could refine the elixir and dissolve the seal of the law power on him.

Although the Hanging Sword Mountain is small, it is known as one of the best factions in this place.

Although the sparrow is small and has all the organs, Mu Fan doesn't have the capital to pick and choose now, even if it is a bit of luck, the Hanging Sword Mountain is not a place to temporarily search for resources.

He hugged his fists at Murong Qiushuang and the others, and said, "Now that Miss Murong has returned to power, the next task has been completed. I still have to travel the world, and I can't stay here for long, so let's separate you and me. ”

Murong Qiushuang was a little anxious for some reason, and hurriedly came to Mu Fan, and said with a reluctant face: "Son, I'm leaving?" Qiushuang hasn't thanked Gongzi for his kindness yet, why don't you rest for a few more days? ”

Mu Fan saw from this girl's eyes that she had feelings for herself, but Mu Fan's heart was not here.

I could only shake my head and say: "Thank you girl for your kindness, but I'm used to wandering down, if my life is too comfortable, it will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword, so let's separate." ”

As he spoke, he added again, "If this goes well, it won't be long before someone will bring in the elixir to treat your brother." ”

"His injuries are not serious, and he can still be saved, if he delays for a few more days, I am afraid that the old injuries will not be able to heal, and he will completely lose his qualification to cultivate martial arts in this life."

As soon as he heard Mu Fan say this, Murong Feng suddenly became excited: "Engong, I really still have a chance to cultivate martial arts?" Sister, did you hear that? I can still practice martial arts! That's great! ”

Seeing this, Murong Qiushuang had no reason to stop it, and only a wry smile appeared on her face, Ying Ying gave Mu Fan a salute and sent Mu Fan away.

She did this not only for the sake of her brother, but also because she sensed that Mu Fan had rejected her wishes.

If not, why didn't Mu Fan even want to stay for her for a few more days?

While secretly complaining that the way she expressed her affection was too subtle, she could only silently watch Mu Fan leave.

Not long after, Mu Fan's back completely disappeared outside the door of Murong's house......