The afternoon sun spilled obliquely from the skylight, leaving several extremely thick shadows on Chu Feng's face.

Speaking of Nan Murong, the three people in the room fell silent together.

Murong Fu, who Bai Shijing was worried about, could not be said to be able to say that the competition between Duan Yanqing and the two young heroes of the north and the south showed that Murong Fu was still a big step behind Qiao Feng.

But Murong Bo, who had long passed away in Bai Shijing's mind, had been lurking in the Central Plains, not knowing what he was planning. With a performance in the Shaolin Temple alone, Murong Bo's performance can be regarded as poor. Whether it was the flawed conspiracy thirty years ago, or the later determination to exchange his old life for Qiao Feng's army to go south and fight for the opportunity for the Murong family to make a comeback.

In terms of force value, most of the two pairs of fathers and sons believe that Murong Fu is at the bottom, and the other three are generally equal...... It can be said from the mouth of the old head of the Murong family that Murong Fu's martial arts are not at the level of the Murong family's martial arts, but he is busy faking his death and has no time to teach him those sharp martial arts......

However, in the mouth of Old Murong, the Shenhe Finger, which was not weaker than the Six-Vein Divine Sword, never had a chance to go berserk.

Chu Feng slowly sorted out these fragmentary materials in his heart, and continued to believe that Murong Bo's force value was not the most troublesome, but his habit of hiding in the shadows was his biggest hole card.

At present, Chu Feng borrowed the name of Dali Duan Er to explain to Zhu Danchen, presumably Zhu Si, who had returned to Dali, was thinking about how to move the third duke of Dali to accompany him to the southern water town to rob the tomb.

When Murong Fu first heard about Ah Zhu's life experience, he was very surprised as Aunt Qiao, and then led the two generals, Miss Abi and the Qingcheng faction who had obviously the surname "Murong" to leave Luoyang.

As for Du Lingzi, who is currently killing and ignoring Luoyang City, he may be the only Murong Bo who has seen the afterlife.

Chu Feng thought about it, there was no need to have too much hope on the side of Shenhezhuang, Murong Fu's side could be used as a back move, and the most direct way at the moment was to ask from the mouth of this Du Lingzi.

But how to make this Du Lingzi open his mouth is a headache.

Bai Shijing knew even less news, and only left a sentence of "The Penglai faction is over there, and the help of the ** has been 'taking care'" and went to work.

"Senior Brother in charge, what should we do?" The bearded man who had just passed half a move with Chu Feng bowed down and stood in front of Du Lingzi, and asked in a low voice. He said that he hadn't asked Du Lingzi first, so he immediately shot at Chu Feng, and when he returned all the way, he felt worried in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of punishment he would receive.

Du Lingzi didn't realize it, in fact, if the bearded man was careful, he would find that Du Lingzi hadn't spoken since he was halfway through.

The right arm is half ruined, and the rest of his martial arts is only seventy percent, plus his right leg was broken by Chu Feng today, Du Lingzi purely relied on the prestige of Ping Yue to suppress this group of disciples.

The bearded man asked, but he couldn't hear the reply of the senior brother in charge, so he didn't dare to say more, and still stood aside with his head down.

There were only one or twenty people left in Luoyang City by the Penglai faction, and they were crowded into this small room at the moment, but they were very quiet.

When it was said that he was ordered to go to Jincheng, Shanxi Province to slaughter Wanhui Tower, there may be a few people who do not approve of it in their hearts, but without exception, they all participated, they all did it, and they all had the blood of the Northern Sect on their hands.

No one could have imagined that Wanhui Tower, which should have been wiped out, would have left such a stabbing figure as Chu Feng, who not only had superb martial arts, but also became a sworn brother with the leader of the largest gang in the world.

Fortunately, Chu Feng was more upright, and he actually said that he wanted to understand the grievances outside Luoyang City, and he lived for a few more months.

Until today, the news of the collapse of the Penglai sect came......

This young man's poisonous methods! Everyone thought silently in their hearts, but whether it was martial arts or reasoning, they all seemed to be on Chu Feng's side......

When the people of the Northern Sect who were crying miserably in Wanhui Tower turned into their relatives and teachers in their hearts.

A sad cry suddenly arose, and in the originally silent hut, the crying became heavier.

Du Lingzi suddenly raised his head, looked at the bearded man in front of him who lowered his head and wiped his tears, and then looked left and right at his other **, junior disciples, and apprentices, coughed lightly, and gathered everyone's attention.

"There's nothing to cry about. Du Lingzi said easily, but there was inevitably a hint of bitterness in his voice that could not be concealed.

"I thought that in the hands of the old man, Penglai finally completely suppressed the Qingcheng faction, and a century-old grudge. ”

"Hmm...... Killed all the way to the mountain behind Qingcheng, although he failed to destroy the Qingcheng, but it can be regarded as a vicious breath for the old ancestor!"

Except for the two or three people in the house who are from the generation of Turin Zi, they roughly know why they had a grudge a hundred years ago, and most of the other juniors know that Benmen and Naqingcheng are incompatible, but they don't know what they grudge for back then.

Du Lingzi didn't tell them any plans today, and paused for a while before continuing: "The sect was destroyed, and there were only a few of us left in Penglai. ”

"Live ye well. ”

"Until one day, you can kill that kid surnamed Chu......"

Du Lingzi's voice became colder, and he heard a hint of ominous meaning in the door ** who was familiar with his surname, and for a while, "master" and "master" were everywhere.

"I'm going to walk outside the city. Du Lingzi waved his hand to suppress everyone's voices and said with a smile.

Penglai ** shouted in unison, everyone knows that as long as the Penglai people step out of Luoyang, Chu Feng, who destroyed his own sect, will definitely not show mercy.

......

Turin got out of the hut, dragged half of his body and got on the horse, without talking to anyone, and slowly marched towards the north gate.

Luoyang City is still prosperous, but it lacks the rich floral fragrance that seems to have solidified during the Hundred Flowers Festival.

Turin's horse walked very slowly.

The beggars** who were guarding outside the hut moved quickly.

Chu Feng's movements were also very fast.

Therefore, when Du Lingzi looked back at the city wall of Luoyang City, he saw Chu Feng walking towards him from the city gate with his sword.

"Why are you alone?" Du Lingzi looked behind Chu Feng and didn't find Mu Wanqing's figure, "I thought you would come over together." ”

"It's just killing, there's nothing to see. ”

"Could it be that Chu Shaoxia is ready to do something here?" Du Lingzi's tone no longer had the gloom in the hut.

Chu Feng stood three feet in front of his horse, looked up at Du Lingzi slightly, and said, "You seem to have decided that I won't kill you today." With a wave of his sheath, Du Lingzi jumped off his horse with great knowledge.

After all, he broke a leg, and when he landed, a layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed from Du Lingzi's forehead, and his face twitched, but he still asked, "Chu Shaoxia can see it?"

"The head of the capital had a lot of emotion in that hut earlier, I guess the ** of your faction is very grateful to you in my heart, right?" The beggars outside the hut of the Penglai faction ** were clearly displayed, and they did not hide their figures, everyone knew that Chu Feng naturally heard it from here.

Turin smiled.

Chu Feng said: "If the head of the capital is really so generous, and he dies with righteousness, he has to leave some secrets for that bearded man to practice." ”

Du Lingzi said: "Sure enough, the bystanders are clear, Chu Shaoxia can see it, but they may not think about it." ”

Chu Feng said: "There is no need to gossip anymore, since you are out of Luoyang City......"

Du Lingzi preemptively intercepted: "Chu Shaoxia won't kill me, at least not today, not now." (To be continued.) )