People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

Twenty-seven years ago, Murong Bo died of illness. Not long after, Murong Bo's widow gave birth to a son, Murong Fu.

This is something that everyone in Jiangnan Wulin knows, but now Mrs. Wang says that Murong Bo is not dead. If anyone else said this, no one would believe it. The main person who said it was Mrs. Wang.

Everyone in the world knows the relationship between Mantuo Villa and the Murong family.

Everyone's hearts were full of doubts, and they didn't know whether it was true or not for a while.

The four elders of the Beggar Clan were also dumbfounded and at a loss. They originally gathered the disciples of the Beggar Clan and invited fellow disciples this time to reveal the identity of the leader Qiao Feng as a Khitan, but all this was done by Jiumozhi, a foreign monk. It was messed up.

What's even more frustrating is that these monks are so powerful that they are no match for them.

Now he could only watch Jiumozhi act tyrannically. Elder Xi San Qi Xi, one of the four elders, couldn't help but sigh: "If Gang Leader Qiao were here, how could he allow this monk to act so recklessly?"

Elder Chen glared at him: "Have you forgotten what we came to do today?"

Elder Xi sighed and said nothing.

After today, the Beggar Clan is destined to end their relationship with Qiao Fengen.

"Murong old benefactor is still alive?"

Jiumozhi looked startled and looked very surprised. He couldn't help but said: "When the young monk first came to the Song Dynasty, he met the old benefactor Murong. They had a very pleasant conversation and became a close friend. The old benefactor Murong's knowledge and martial arts were both outstanding. They were all admired by the young monk. Later, after the young monk returned to Tubo, the news that the old donor Murong passed away soon came, which made the young monk sad for a long time. If the old donor Murong is really alive, that would be the best."

Seeing the sincerity of what Jiumozhi said, everyone couldn't help but give Jiumozhi a high look.

"It's just that the young monk has some doubts, and I still need the madam to help him clear his doubts."

"What doubt?"

Mrs. Wang's impatient voice came from the carriage. She accidentally leaked the news about Murong Bo's fake death.

"When the young monk met the old benefactor Murong more than twenty years ago, the old benefactor Murong was already a sixth-grade master, a rare master in the world. With the power of the Murong family, the young monk was curious. What is this old benefactor Murong? Who are you avoiding?"

Jiumozhi's visit to the Song Dynasty was purely accidental. He originally wanted to seize Dali's Six Meridians Divine Sword, but now he heard that there was someone who scared Murong Bo, which made him very curious.

Murong Bo was so dashing back then. He was so dashing in the world that no one in the younger generation could rival him. He had already defeated countless famous masters in his youth. Many seniors in the world had always believed that as long as he did not fall, he would be a master before the age of forty. Break through the Grandmaster.

However, he later died of illness, which made countless people feel sorry for him.

Lu Chen was speechless as he saw the plot going further and further.

Jiumozhi shouldn't be here, and how could Mrs. Wang know that Murong Bo faked his death?

The Shaolin Temple's investigation was so tight that Murong Bocai had to fake his death, hiding it from everyone except his wife.

Could it be that Mrs. Wang noticed it?

However, it is also possible.

With the two families so close, Mrs. Wang is not stupid. The entire Wang family is easily controlled by her. Who among the relatives of the Wang family dares to refute.

However, Mrs. Wang has now revealed that Murong Bo faked his death. What will happen to the future storyline?

It's messed up, everything is messed up.

Lu Chen is now powerless to stop it. This storyline is the direction of the world. How can a little person like him change it?

Maybe there is a creator-like figure above his head, playing with the chessboard and controlling the world.

Anyway, just hide if there is danger, just hang around, why bother to work so hard, your steps can't help but move backward.

After Jiumozhi finished speaking, Mrs. Wang did not answer, but chose to remain silent.

Just as Jiumozhi was about to speak, Bao BuTong shouted: "Uncle, the old patriarch has died a long time ago. Everyone in the family knows this. Why did you arrange for the old patriarch?"

"Ha ha--"

Mrs. Wang sneered and said, "Did I set him up? He did such wrong things back then, so isn't it normal for him to hide?"

"Wrong thing?"

Feng BoE sneered: "Who in the world doesn't know the reputation of my old Patriarch? How can I have any enemies?"

"Humph!"

Mrs. Wang snorted and said impatiently: "If you want the truth, go to the Shaolin Temple to find him."

As soon as Mrs. Wang said this, everyone was shocked. If Murong Bo really pretended to be dead, wouldn't it mean that he had been hiding in the Shaolin Temple.

From the look of Mrs. Wang's tone, they didn't seem to be lying.

"Bullshit!"

Bao BuTong roared angrily.

"Shaolin Temple? I heard that some time ago, Master Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple died tragically in Shenjie Temple in Dali, and he died under his famous stunt, the Great Wei Tuo Pestle."

At this moment, two figures flew over.

The two people landed steadily, it was Iron Shou and Zhui Ming among the four famous catchers.

The four elders looked happy when they saw the four famous captors approaching. With the help of the four famous captors, they might be able to subdue this monk.

Everyone was talking a lot, because this incident was too big, and the Shaolin Temple originally believed that Xuan Bei died at the hands of the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Kung Fu.

Now the only one who knows this skill is Murong Fu.

Only later it was verified that Murong Fu was not in Dali at all during that time, and the suspicion was cleared.

"Tie Shou, Zhui Ming, what do you mean?"

Bao BuTong suppressed his anger and asked the two of them.

Zhui Ming chuckled: "Where did Brother Bao get so popular? Your old master is not dead. Isn't this a happy event?"

Bao BuTong was not in the mood to joke with Zhui Ming, and said angrily: "When the old master was buried, there were many fellow Jianghu people who came to see him off. How can this be false?"

Tie Shou said coldly: "That's not necessarily the case. As long as you practice Qigong, there's no need to pretend to be dead."

"Bah, you are all slandering this without any evidence."

Troubles and evil ways.

Tie Shou glanced at Feng BoE, with a sneer on his lips: "When Xuan Bei died, we investigated Xuan Bei's whereabouts and found that he had been to the Murong family 27 years ago, but the strange thing is that he didn't leave for long. , Murong Bo died of illness."

"What do you mean by that?"

Feng BoE's expression changed and he asked in a deep voice.

"Does this need to be said? Master Xuanbei is a half-step great master. If you want to kill him, it will be a bit difficult for Murong Fu's level. But if it were Murong Bo, it would be hard to say."

Zhui Ming still smiled and said cynically.

Bao BuTong and Feng BoE's expressions changed, and they even doubted whether they were from the Murong family.

If the old patriarch really faked his death, why not even he and others knew.

"So our Deputy Gang Leader Ma was not killed by Murong Fu, but by Murong Bo?"

Everyone in the Beggar Clan reacted.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

The angry Beggars' Clan disciples quickly surrounded Bao BuTong and Feng BoE, and even some angry Beggars' Clan disciples even surrounded Mrs. Wang and the others.