Live up to Yan [Tianlong]

After learning that the person who framed him turned out to be his father, Murong Fu felt mixed feelings, even the joy of knowing that his father was not dead was dispelled a bit.

At this moment, when Xiao Yuanshan saw Murong Bo, he raised his hands without saying a word: "For more than 20 years, you have been hiding for more than 20 years, and now I will make you pay with blood!"

Watching the two fight, Xiao Feng intended to help, but when he made the move, he realized that the opponent was Murong Fu's father, so he had to stop.

"Feng'er, why are you still standing there in a daze? This person is the chief culprit who framed your mother and fabricated the facts!" Xiao Yuanshan said while fighting with Murong Bo, "Now that the enemy is right in front of you, why are you still hesitating?"

"what?!"

This sentence made Xiao Feng and Murong Fu feel like being struck by lightning, they looked at each other in blank dismay, they couldn't accept it for a moment.

But before he had time to question, Murong Bo laughed out loud: "So what if it's me? Fu'er, why don't you come and help me as a father!"

Because of their profound skills, they have devoted themselves to cultivating in Shaolin Temple for more than [-] years.Therefore, when fighting, the impact is very wide, and the hands and feet are not very capable of spreading.

Even within a short while, they entangled each other and left here.

Murong Fu and Xiao Feng did not follow immediately, but looked at each other, after a long silence, Murong Fu finally bowed his head: "Brother... If what happened back then was because of father...then... let Big Brother handle it."

Because of Murong Bo's relationship, Xiao Feng had complicated feelings towards Murong Fu.Now Murong Fu took the initiative to bow his head, and he himself did not want to get too entangled.

After all, it was not long ago that Murong Fu said in front of the heroes of the world that he did not regret befriending Xiao Feng.

Now, how can you embarrass him?

It's just a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, Xiao Feng dare not forget it for a day!

How can we have both...

Xiao Feng remained silent, not knowing how to reply.On the contrary, it was A'Zhu, she glanced at Murong Fu, then at Xiao Feng, and finally said helplessly: "Maybe there was some misunderstanding back then, otherwise let's go with it first, at least understand what happened back then before making a decision."

"it is good."

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu looked at each other, then left one after another, leaving behind Wang Yuyan and A'Zhu, looking at their backs, worried.

Wang Yuyan suggested, "Otherwise, let's go and have a look, lest they make impulsive and bad decisions."

A'Zhu nodded: "Okay."

In the quiet place of Shaolin, there shouldn't be so many knights from the rivers and lakes pouring into it.It's just that now, it can't be stopped.

Wang Yuyan and her party walked on the quiet path, and they found the scripture storage pavilion without much effort.

It just seemed to be a bit late. The people in the Sutra Library went to the empty building, leaving only a mess, indicating that a vicious fight had just taken place here.

A'Zhu watched and became even more worried: "Why aren't they here? Could something have happened?"

"Don't worry." Wang Yuyan comforted A'Zhu: "Brother Xiao and Cousin are highly skilled, and it is difficult to rival them in this arena. I guess some accident happened, so I walked away temporarily. We can wait here and wait for a while. Rest."

Seeing Wang Yuyan's composed look, A'Zhu could only sigh.

I can only look forward to it, as Miss Biao said.

They didn't have to wait long when the door of the Sutra Pavilion was pushed open.Immediately afterwards, a monk with an ordinary face came into the pavilion quietly.

Beside him, one left and one right, if not Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, who else?

Seeing the person coming, A'Zhu hurried up to ask: "Master, where are Brother Xiao and Young Master Murong?"

The sweeping monk smiled slightly: "Quickly."

He didn't explain any more, but led Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan into the house and shaved them.

A'Zhu didn't know the twists and turns, so she could only watch from the outside, watching the black strands fall, and asked Wang Yuyan worriedly: "Miss Biao, what are you doing? Why do you look at it, as if you are shaving two seniors?"

Wang Yuyan also pretended to be surprised: "How could it be? Uncle Murong and Senior Xiao are going to become monks or not?"

It didn't take much effort in it, the rivals who had been fighting for half their lives, the grievances faded away, and they even stood together calmly, respectfully calling them brothers.

At this time, Murong Fu and Xiao Feng also arrived.

They looked at their father who became a monk in silence, after a long time, Xiao Feng said to Murong Fu: "The past is settled, Xiao will retire."

Afterwards, without further explanation, he left here with the bewildered A'Zhu.

Wang Yuyan watched and finally felt a little worried.

She stepped forward and shouted in a low voice: "Cousin...uncle..."

Murong Fu's face was gloomy, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Thinking about it, Murong Bo didn't pay attention to his son, so he became a monk with a muffled sound.This didn't surprise Wang Yuyan, so she just raised her mouth slightly, and asked again: "Cousin, Brother Xiao..."

When he said this, Murong Fu revealed a sad expression.

He said: "Brother and I really have a bloody enmity. Because of love and reason, the two of us should not have any more contact. After this, he put down the world of mortals and shepherded sheep with Ajusai, and never set foot in the Central Plains."

"This..." Wang Yuyan sighed in her heart, and in less than a moment, she went to ask Murong Fu again: "Then you, cousin?"

"Me, me what?" Murong Fu said indifferently, the pain in his eyes was gone.

Wang Yuyan was a little startled.

Why, did Murong Bo's becoming a monk not affect his cousin?

No, I have to tell him to talk to my cousin!

Wang Yuyan pursed her lips and called out to the monk who bowed her head: "Uncle Murong!"

But the monk said in a low voice: "Young monk, who is the benefactor calling?"

Wang Yuyan immediately changed her words: "Master Liao Yin, you have nothing to say, do you want to talk to your cousin?"

Liao Yin shook his head slightly: "The benefactor is very obsessed, it's useless to talk too much."

But Wang Yuyan refused to let go, "Master Liao Yin, don't you know where your cousin's obsession comes from? You have to tie the bell to untie the bell. This sentence, the master is a disciple of Buddhism, so I think he knows better than this."

Liao Yin was silent for a moment, then he said to Murong Fu: "In this case, the benefactor will come with the monk."

"No need." Murong Fu refused directly, with an extremely cold voice: "I have no obsessions, and I don't need Master's explanation. With this time, Master might as well memorize more Buddhist scriptures and do some good deeds."

"Amitabha."

Liao Yin clasped his hands together, ignored the sarcasm in Murong Fu's words, but pointed at Wang Yuyan falsely, and said to him: "The female benefactor's kindness, the benefactor doesn't appreciate it?"

"...Let's go."

Murong Fu still succumbed, followed Yin, and entered the Zen room.

Wang Yuyan didn't want to leave either, so she stayed outside the meditation room, waiting for Murong to come back.

Because she didn't know what her cousin was thinking right now.And how much influence Murong Bo had on his cousin.

If Murong Bo can't persuade his cousin to give up restoring the country, what should he do?

What else can I do to tell my cousin to change his mind.

Xiao Feng let go of his hatred, it should be from A Zhu Hun Duan Qingshi Bridge.But for my cousin, is there such an opportunity?

Could it be that he wants to follow A'Zhu's example and live to death?

Wang Yuyan looked at her hands and suddenly became confused.The candles in the meditation room burned all night, and Wang Yuyan thought about it all night outside the door.

Deeper and heavier, brocade quilt is thinner.

On the second day when the sun wrapped Wang Yuyan, the meditation room finally opened wide, Murong Fu remained expressionless.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at Wang Yuyan who was sitting on the steps in a panic.Gently squatting down, tidying up Wang Yuyan's messy hair, watching her cousin's expectant yet timid gaze, the ice in her eyes finally melted away.

"Cousin, let's go back to Yanziwu."

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After the end, there are extra episodes, but not many.

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