No, there must be something wrong!

"Kill him!" Lu Jinghong shouted again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Fengyun's heart trembled, should he kill the senior brother in front of him?

Xiao Bai was still so quiet, lying tightly on Yan Wushuang's shoulder, lazily half-squinting his eyes, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with it.

"Xiaobai, you say, senior brother, does he really deserve to die?" Li Fengyun asked. Yan Wushuang once said that Xiaobai can understand what people say.

Xiaobai opened his eyes majestically, and seemed to have a snort in his nose, and "sizzled" twice.

Xiaobai can understand what Li Fengyun said, but unfortunately, Li Fengyun can't understand what Xiaobai said.

"Things in the world are often not as simple as you think!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from Li Fengyun's ears.

Looking sideways, I saw that Gongsun Wuwu didn't know when he also came to this cold pool, wearing a green shirt, still like the jade forest wind, or so graceful: "Little brother, not to mention whether Li Cangqiong's predecessor was killed by Yan Daxia, even if, little brother thinks, what your senior brother Yan did was right or not?"

"This ......" Li Fengyun lowered his head and thought about it, he didn't understand the national righteousness, just from the perspective of children's affection, he was very sympathetic to Yan Wushuang.

In his case, what would he do if Daddy killed Ruyue? Maybe he was even crazier than Yan Wushuang.

In that case, what reason did he have to blame Yan Wushuang?

"No, Li Cangqiong is my father, Yan Wushuang has caused him to be desolate in his old age, shouldn't I avenge this revenge? If I don't kill Yan Wushuang, how can I be worthy of my father under Jiuquan?"

A murderous aura came out of Li Fengyun's eyes and rushed straight towards Yan Wushuang.

Gongsun Wuwu shook his head and sighed: "It seems that this son can't persuade you, you might as well ask them and see what they say!"

Several people flashed behind Gongsun Wuwu.

"Can't kill!" The first to speak was Mo Qingyan, "Second brother, the grievances between you and Yan Wushuang, the eldest brother can't manage it, and it's not easy to manage." However, think about it, how many top masters are there in the world, and how many are there in the Central Plains? And how many of these top masters in the Central Plains are willing to defend against the Khitans? I can't be sure about others, maybe only Yan Daxia will definitely take action regardless of life and death!

Second brother, if you kill Yan Wushuang, if you take away an Optimus Prime from the Central Plains. This is not your private matter alone, but a major matter related to the safety of the world. Don't be careful!"

"That's not right!" Su Yunong said with a smile, "In life, how can there be so many scruples, since the little brother Luo feels uncomfortable, then kill it." When the sky falls, there is a person who grows up to support us, what does it have to do with us? Even if the Central Plains is lost, it is better to come to our Yangzhou. ”

Du Ruyue's eyes were a little dazed, and after thinking for a long time, she said: "I still think that Brother Mo is right, we martial arts students can't just think about ourselves." ”

"Yes, people who learn martial arts can't just think about themselves, why don't you want to think about us Khitans?"

"You, you, why are you here?" Li Fengyun was surprised in his heart, wasn't this Yelu Hongyan?

"If they are allowed to come, aren't they allowed to come to the palace?" Yelu Hongyan pouted and said, "You stinky boy, you are so eccentric! Don't forget, it's hard to say whether you are from the Central Plains or Khitan!"

Li Fengyun was stunned, but no, Qingping Town is located in Taiheng Mountain, in principle, it belongs to the Southern Dynasty, but in fact, the Southern Dynasty only set up a yamen in Qingping Town, and he can't manage things at all, if it weren't for Mo Qingyan coming to Qingping Town, he may still think that the world in the Central Plains is still surnamed Tang. (The lonely Li Fengyun didn't know that the emperors of the Tang Dynasty were all surnamed Li at the time, and thought that the surname was Tang.) ）

In Qingping Town, there are a lot of Khitan people who come and go, and Li Fengyun doesn't feel that they are any different from himself, they all have two eyes, one nose and one mouth. When I was a child, I also envied those Khitans, because the local yamen nodded in front of them, like a dog. Moreover, those Khitans are also very arrogant.

He is an orphan, and he doesn't even know who his parents are, so maybe he is really a species left by the Khitans. Therefore, over time, whether it is a person from the Central Plains or a Khitan person, Li Fengyun sees it very lightly in his heart, in fact, everyone in Qingping Town basically sees it very lightly, otherwise, he will not be able to live in Qingping Town.

If it weren't for the Khitans who slaughtered Qingping Town and erased Li Fengyun's past, he wouldn't have hated the Khitans so much.

Hatred comes so suddenly, loving a person may not be able to love for a long time, but hatred can be passed on for a long time, many times, over time, people may forget, in fact, it is difficult to forget and dissolve, it is just hidden, hidden in the bottom of the heart. In a sense, hatred represents blood. It is difficult to talk about the blood of a person who easily forgets hatred.

"Look, you can't be sure if you're from the Central Plains, why do you want to stand on the side of the Central Plains, wouldn't it be better to stand on the side of my Khitans? In front of the powerful Khitan, the small court in the Central Plains will lose sooner or later, smart people should choose the winning side, are you going to be a loser?" Every word of Yelu Hongyan was like a sharp sword piercing Li Fengyun's heart.

"No!" Li Fengyun shook his head, "I can ignore the matter between the Central Plains and the Khitan, but you Khitans slaughtered Qingping Town, and the people in the town were almost killed by you, so I can't ignore it." I must avenge this revenge!"

"Haven't you killed enough Khitans? Aren't there still fewer Khitans who have died because of you? Hasn't the fire of hatred in your heart been extinguished?" Yelu Hongyan smiled, "Think about the nameless village when you just crossed the Yellow River, you killed my Khitan Iron Rider first."

Also, on that hill bag, how many good Khitan boys did you kill?

Don't say that my grandfather Yelu'anduan's defeat under the city of Xinzhou has nothing to do with you.

If you hadn't killed Xiao Yuanchu before the battle, Xinzhou City would have been taken by my grandfather.

If it weren't for your plan and sneak attack on my grandfather's grain and grass camp, how could my grandfather be defeated, and how many Khitan men couldn't return north because of you?

Last time in Bozhou, if it weren't for you, how could Yelu Mada return with a feather? How many Khitan children's blood was shed because of you?

This time in this mountain, you attacked the grain and grass camp, and how many Khitans did you kill back and forth?

Even if my Khitan is wrong and innocent is harmed, this revenge should be settled! This debt should be paid off!"