"Cousin, cousin!"
Wang Yuyan hurried over and took Murong Fu's arm, "Cousin, don't scare me!"
She had just witnessed with her own eyes the scene where Feng Bo Evil and the others suddenly committed suicide. Now when she looked at her cousin who was covering his head and looking a little crazy, she was even more scared. She was afraid that if she let go, her cousin would also draw his sword and commit suicide.
Listening to the familiar voice coming from his ears, Murong Fu put down the arm covering his head and looked at Wang Yuyan's slim body.
Wang Yuyan's cheeks were slightly red, "Cousin, are you okay?"
Murong Fu said nothing, stared at her for a long time, and then asked: "Do you want to die?"
"ah?"
Wang Yuyan was shocked. Oh no, my cousin was so stimulated that he went crazy!
"Let me ask you, do you have any thoughts of death?"
"Yes, I have!"
Wang Yuyan did not hesitate at all and said hurriedly: "After Yan Shisan died, I had the thought that living was meaningless and thought of committing suicide."
Murong Fu's expression changed.
For a moment, he had thoughts of suicide. It was obvious that he was affected by the aftermath of Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword.
But fortunately, he was a master of martial arts, and his martial arts spirit and will were firm, so those thoughts faded away with Yan Shisan's death.
"Then, how did you give up this idea!"
He desperately wanted to understand why several of his Feng Bo evil men, who were obviously innate warriors, committed suicide, while his cousin, who had no martial arts skills, survived unscathed?
Especially when he saw Duan Yu following Wang Yuyan and standing aside with a concerned look on his face, he felt even more uncomfortable.
Even Duan Yu, a young master with mediocre martial arts skills, survived. Why were several of his generals unable to withstand the influence of Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword and all chose to commit suicide?
"I....."
Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment about her cousin's question. This kind of question was still a bit difficult for a girl like her to ask.
"Say it!"
Murong Fu was a little irritable at the moment, his eyes were red, and he was on the verge of emotional collapse.
Wang Yuyan clenched her hands and mustered up the courage to say with a blushing face: "I, I just don't want to die when I think about marrying my cousin and becoming my cousin's wife..."
Murong Fu was startled and looked at Wang Yuyan blankly, his expression gradually softened.
"You have been wronged by following me all these years!"
Murong Fu sighed.
First, he was easily defeated by Yan Shisan and almost died under the opponent's sword. Then he witnessed several of his close confidants die in front of his eyes. Now he heard his cousin's heartfelt confession. The great family business in his heart finally appeared at this moment. shake.
"Maybe, I'm really not suitable for this world!"
He was a little disinterested. He no longer had the fighting spirit to revive his family's glory and restore Dayan's position as king.
Wang Jue, what's the use?
As strong as Yan Shisan, wouldn't he also end up in ashes?
"Mr. Murong, are you okay?"
Seeing that Murong Fu's mood had stabilized, Duan Yu, who was watching from the sidelines, walked over again with a smile on his face, "Miss Wang was so worried just now!"
Murong Fu glanced at Duan Yu's fiery eyes, his admiration for Wang Yuyan undisguised in his eyes.
Now he didn't even need to think about it, he knew why this kid could survive the influence of Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword without even being affected at all.
The corner has not been dug yet, what the hell if this kid is willing to die!
"I'm fine. Thank you Mr. Duan for thinking about me!"
Murong Fu sneered, "I'm not dead, are you disappointed?"
"Ah?" Duan Yu was puzzled, "I have no enmity with Master Murong, so why do I expect you to die?"
Murong Fu stared at Duan Yu again and again, and finally realized speechlessly that what this guy who wanted to poach him was actually telling the truth.
It's true that he misses his cousin, but it's also true that he doesn't want to die.
Mu De, what kind of bad world is this? How come everyone is there!
He just wanted to find an opportunity to deal with the other party, but he couldn't find a suitable reason.
You can't let others care about your own safety, so he just does it indiscriminately, right?
Then who did Murong Fu become?
...
In the distance in the air, Song Xuan and others were eating melon and watching a show.
Seeing Murong Fu's expression changing again and again, I felt a little funny at the moment.
"Murong Fu is too shameless and cares too much about other people's opinions."
Song Xuan smiled and said: "I have been a decent person all my life. Even if I am hit hard today, I still instinctively want to maintain my dignity, but that's fine. Such a person is simply a natural choice for a worker!"
After muttering something, Song Xuan turned his eyes and looked to one side.
Not far away, Jiumozhi came out of the air with a bandaged broken arm and a kind smile on his face.
"Amitabha, the young monk Jiumozhi has met the great master!"
Looking at this great monk, Song Xuan also had a smile on his lips.
In essence, this monk is the same type of person as Murong Fu.
Murong Fu spent his whole life working for the revival of his family, while Jiumozhi spent his whole life making calculations in pursuit of higher and more martial arts.
Call him bad. Apart from kidnapping Duan Yu and trying to seize the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he really hasn't done anything evil. Even if he fights with people, he usually stops after injuring him, and rarely does anything. Dead hand.
Song Xuan has always admired this kind of top master who has a bottom line in his pursuit of things. This person is destined to be my Xuan Yiwei!
"Master, you're welcome. If you can survive Yan Shisan's sword, I'm afraid the name of master will be spread throughout the world!"
Jiumozhi's eyes were filled with joy, but he still said modestly: "It's just a false reputation. Compared with your senior, this master, it's not worth mentioning at all!"
Being praised personally by a great master of the time, even though Jiumozhi thought he had an extraordinary mind, he still couldn't hide his joy. From now on, he would be a serious and enlightened monk.
Are you dissatisfied?
The Grand Master calls me Master, why, you are better than the Grand Master?
At this time, after Murong Fu comforted Wang Yuyan for a few words, he saw Jiumozhi getting close to the young grand master and immediately said something bad to himself.
This opportunity to establish a relationship with the great master was unexpectedly seized by Jiumozhi.
Damn it!
He was so overwhelmed by the deaths of the Feng Bo Evil people just now that he was in a bad mental state. He even forgot to thank the Grand Master for saving his life immediately. In the past, he would never have made such a mistake.
After giving Wang Yuyan a few words, he flew up and before anyone arrived, he bowed to Song Xuan from a distance: "Murong Fu, thank you for saving your life, senior!
From now on, senior, as long as he has a destiny, Murong Fu is willing to go through fire and water, no matter what! "
Song Xuan looked calm, glanced at Jiumozhi, whose expression changed slightly, and couldn't help but smile to himself.
Murong Fu came at the right time!
