Everyone in the audience burst into laughter when they heard this, Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou teamed up to fight against King Zhana, everyone saw it, Song Wan'er was just a girl in her early twenties, even if she was young, she was Nangong Shaoyou's senior sister, at most she would not be more than thirty years old, and twenty years ago she was a few years old, how could she have fought with Spear Ziyuan for five hundred rounds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Murong Feifei said it anyway, so he humiliated Mao Ziyuan by the way, but Mao Ziyuan was already a famous master twenty years ago, and at that time, it was recognized that Bai Dao was the first in Song Zixiu's martial arts, and the underworld was the first in Mao Ziyuan's martial arts, but he actually poisoned a girl who was a few years old, but it was unbelievable, but Mao Ziyuan did not refute it, it seems that this thing is also true, and the admiration of the heroes in the audience for him disappeared all of a sudden.

Even someone has been scolded in the world, Mao Ziyuan hated Murong Feifei to death in his heart, but he was helpless, he did slap Song Wan'er back then, this is a fact, with his identity and status, he will not deny the efforts he made today because Murong Feifei said a word of all annihilation, but he was also silent, he knew that Song Zixiu, Nangong Shaoyou and others would not take advantage of the danger of others, but it was difficult for Murong Feifei, this little girl, to say, if she took advantage of her internal strength to recover, she came to cut off her hands and feet or something, and she was helpless, so it was best to be dumb。

Murong Feifei saw that Mao Ziyuan didn't dare to make a sound, he was very proud, and continued: "Of course, although my senior sister is strong in martial arts, after all, her cultivation is still shallow, and in the end, she was hit by the spear sect master's palm, and as a result, she had to hide in a perennial high temperature cave in the Tianshan Mountains to recuperate for seventeen years before recovering, which is also thanks to the spear sect master, okay, let's get back to the point, the matter of the spear sect leader is not mentioned." ”

Although Mao Ziyuan was angry in his heart, he was secretly glad to hear her say that she would not mention his affairs again.

On the way to collect medicine, the master suddenly heard the sound of crying, and immediately looked for the sound, only to see an eight or nine-year-old boy with a knife wound on the foot, fell to the ground, the master saw that the boy had beautiful eyebrows, very good-looking, but his expression was frightened, and there were two corpses lying beside him, one was a middle-aged man, and the other was an extremely beautiful young woman, his clothes were disheveled, and the master immediately held the child, and gave him a sip of wine to drink, which made him startled. Murong Feifei said this, looking at Cong Peifeng.

Cong Peifeng remembered the scene when Song Zixiu saved himself that day, and his heart was also warm for a while, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt, the heroes present were all well-informed people, and when he saw his expression, he knew that what Murong Feifei said was the truth, and he couldn't help but scold Cong Peifeng for being ungrateful.

Murong Feifei said: " It turned out that this child was also pitiful, his parents came here in order to escape the war, but the sky did not see mercy, in such a remote place even met three Tartars, they saw the child's mother beautiful, and then indecent to them, as a result, the child's father was killed, the mother was also killed in the struggle, the child was stabbed in the foot, his head hit the stone and fainted, it was also the will of God, the Tartar one he died, and there was no knife, when the master rescued him up the mountain, he swore that the day of martial arts learning in the future, but all the Tartars, see one to kill one, see a pair to kill a pair!"

Cong Peifeng was thinking of Song Zixiu's nurturing grace, and his heart was warm, but when he thought of Nangong Shaoyou, Song Wan'er, Leng Yiyi, and even Mu Yiyun's martial arts were stronger than himself, and his intelligence was far above these people, he was annoyed by Song Zixiu's partiality, and his face showed a sense of indignation.

When Cong Peifeng heard this, he was frightened into a cold sweat, what Murong Feifei said was the truth, but she played a little clever, at that time, the Han people turned all foreigners into Tartars, and the Tartars at that time referred to the Jin people, and now it is a dispute between Han and Mongolia, everyone naturally thought that the Tartars were Mongolians, Murong Feifei did not lie, but everyone understood misunderstood in their hearts.

As soon as Murong Feifei saw that Cong Peifeng was about to speak, he immediately said, "Brother Cong, is there something wrong with what I said?"

"You're right, it's just..."Cong Peifeng immediately said loudly.

"It's just that you were still young at that time, but eight or nine years old, although it was the enmity of your parents, and you didn't share the sky, but now compared to it, Master's kindness is of course heavier than that of your parents, right? The so-called mother-in-law is not as good as your mother-in-law, and the Netherworld Sect Master raised you, of course he is a little closer, right? Or you secretly found out the details of the Netherworld Sect Master, he is not a Mongolian, but a Han Chinese, and he endures humiliation like you, right?" Murong Feifei said immediately.

Her sharp teeth are not comparable to Cong Peifeng, his words made the people present believe it, and many people laughed when they heard Murong Feifei's last few words, and many people shouted: "Miss Murong, you are right, it is estimated that the Netherworld Sect Master is Han, otherwise how could Cong Daxia worship him as a teacher, their master and apprentice are conspiring to assassinate the Mongolian emperor." ”

Some people also said loudly: "Although the enmity of his parents is great, but the Netherworld Sect Master raised Cong Daxia, this is also a difficult matter to decide, I can't imagine that Cong Daxia is not only naturally handsome, but also born with extraordinary talents, the Netherworld Sect Master has raised him for a year and a half, and he can grow more than 20 years old!"

"I guess Cong Daxia is also born with extraordinary talents, but as a bodhisattva, the Netherworld Sect Master must have some kind of elixir, let Cong Daxia eat one and it will last for twenty years, which is also there. ”

Everyone in the audience laughed constantly, constantly teasing Cong Peifeng, Cong Peifeng couldn't open his mouth to defend for a while, looking at the Netherworld Sect Master, his expression was very panicked.

The Netherworld Sect Master was skeptical of Murong Feifei's words, but looking at Cong Peifeng's face, he didn't see him refute, and said in his heart: " Although it was not me who killed his parents, but the Mongolians, the hatred of his parents is not shared, even the most cruel people will not forget, he just came to the Mongolians, saying that he wanted to learn martial arts, Song Zixiu's martial arts are above King Zhana and me, why should he give up the near and far, said that he wants to be famous, with his martial arts and talent, it is easy to be a very champion or a prime minister's son-in-law or even a horse, why come to Mongolia?"

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became of Cong Peifeng, he was suspicious by nature, and he made a decision immediately, even his most trusted apprentice had reservations, not to mention that you Cong Peifeng was new, and he didn't need to be suspicious for you alone, just abandon it, why bother thinking about it.

Cong Peifeng looked at the expression of the Netherworld Sect Master, he was a meticulous person, and it was originally his forte to look at his face, and at a glance, he knew that he could no longer stay by the side of the Netherworld Sect Master.