But..." Mu Qing hesitated slightly.
"Your father must be doing it for your own good," Fan Luoyu said.
"This is not my personal matter, it is our Fan family's matter, let me handle it myself, okay?
I don't want you to be in trouble, and you know there are some things we can't change. "
"Okay," Mu Qing nodded slightly.
Then he looked at Uncle Xu and said, "If you do anything to her, I will never forgive my father in my life."
Under the escort of two men, Mu Qing walked out of the flower boat. There were already boats ready to meet him.
Uncle Xu pointed to the inside of the boat and said with a smile: "Miss Fan, please."
"Can you follow me?" Fan Luoyu looked at Xu Zimo and asked.
Xu Zimo nodded slightly.
"This young master," Uncle Xu stretched out his hand slightly and blocked Xu Zimo's way.
"What? You want to stop me?" Xu Zimo raised his head and asked.
“That’s not what I meant,” Uncle Xu still smiled, “It’s just that the young master has thought about it.
Once you get in here, it's hard to get out.
If I leave now, I will pretend nothing happened. "
Xu Zimo glanced at Fan Luoyu.
Although she hid it well, the tension could still be felt.
She gently pinched the corner of her white shirt with her right hand, and even her breathing was a little heavy.
Xu Zimo remembered what the guard named Gong Lei had said to him before.
Fan Luoyu has always been a well-known good man in Shengcheng.
In the past, when the head of the family was still alive, he protected her very well, and she was not aggrieved at all.
Think about it, the ups and downs in life are like this.
After his father's sudden death, all the pressure on the family fell away.
Without any support, we have to go deep into this fairy city like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.
The feeling inside is worse than anyone else's.
Although Fan Luoyu was always calm and rarely saw her with other expressions or emotions, Xu Zimo could not empathize with her, but he could understand it.
"Let's go," Xu Zimo took Fan Luoyu's hand, pushed Uncle Xu away in front of him, and walked inside.
Fan Luoyu glanced at Xu Zimo gratefully.
Feeling the warmth on her wrist, she did not choose to break away. Instead, she felt a rare sense of security in the dark cabin.
"Thank you," Fan Luoyu whispered.
"Actually, I'm a little scared and don't even know what to do."
"What are you afraid of?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Let me tell you, can you keep it a secret for me?" Fan Luoyu said.
Then he repeated it again, “I will only tell you one person.
Although we knew each other for a short time and didn’t even talk much, I don’t know why.
During this period of time, I couldn’t even believe the various people around me. Even Qing’er and Uncle Chen couldn’t believe it.
I just want to believe you, I don’t know why, maybe it’s a sense of security or something else.
Anyway, I can't tell. "
Perhaps it was Xu Zimo's choice tonight that touched Fan Luoyu's heart.
Choosing to enter this boat is equivalent to being involved in this matter.
And there is no leaving alone.
This made Fan Luoyu feel that he shouldn't hide it from Xu Zimo.
"If you want to say it, just say it. If you don't want to say it, it's okay," Xu Zimo replied.
"I can listen or not."
"Actually, I know why they are targeting our Fan family," Fan Luoyu replied.
"Including my father's death, it was not an accident. It was all because of one thing."
"What?" Xu Zimo asked.
The two walked through the long corridor and came to a spacious living room.
The surroundings in the living room were quiet, and there were no guards. There was only a middle-aged man sitting on the chair above.
The man was wearing a navy blue gown and his long hair was very disheveled. It seemed that it was not because of being dirty but because of poor hair quality.
All draped on both sides of the shoulders.
His appearance is somewhat rough, his lips are particularly thick, his eyes are not too big, and he is slightly chubby.
At this moment, he was sitting on a chair, quietly making tea.
At this point, Fan Luoyu's original voice stopped abruptly.
The two came to the door and looked at the man.
"Here we come," the middle-aged man smiled.
"City Lord?" Fan Luoyu asked in surprise.
Looking at the man in front of me, and then thinking about Mu Qing, it seems that he doesn't look like a father and daughter.
"Sit down, everyone," the middle-aged man waved his hand slightly, motioning for the two of them to sit down.
"I won't introduce you too much, Mu Chengmiao," the middle-aged man said with a smile.
"I know you have an old relationship with that girl Mu Qing and have a good relationship.
If we really want to talk about it, you still have to call me uncle. "
"It doesn't matter how high you are," Fan Luoyu said, shaking his head slightly.
"I know you are angry. If possible, I don't want to get involved in this kind of thing."
Mu Chengmiao smiled and said, "After all, it doesn't do me any good."
"The city lord has already joined in," Fan Luoyu replied.
"If you have anything to say, just say it. There's no point in beating around the bush."
"In that case, I don't have to worry about it," Mu Chengmiao replied.
"That thing is in your hands."
"What?" Fan Luoyu asked doubtfully.
"Look, I've said it straight. There's no point in pretending to be confused like this," Mu Chengmiao said, shaking his head.
“Things are good, but they must be taken with a life.
Think about what happened to your father. "
"Are you threatening me?" Fan Luoyu asked.
"It's not a threat, it's just stating a fact," Mu Chengmiao replied.
"Listen to my uncle's advice and hand over your things. Your Fan family is already in Immortal City. With me taking care of you, no one will dare to cause trouble anymore."
"I don't understand what you are talking about," Fan Luoyu stood up and replied.
"If the Lord of the City has always wanted to make you dumb, then I will forgive you for not accompanying me."
Seeing Fan Luoyu was about to leave, Mu Chengmiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "When you get out of this door, don't you think about the situation of your Fan family?
And your people. "
Seeing Fan Luoyu stop, Mu Chengmiao continued: "The Emperor of Killing is in your hands."
"Kill the Great Emperor?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
In the far west of the Eastern Continent, among the several imperial sects, apart from the Zhenwu Holy Sect, the strongest one is the Purgatory Holy Sect with two emperors.
The ancestor, the Purgatory Emperor, and the second emperor, the Slaughter Emperor.
Counting this killing emperor, he can be regarded as the emperor who came out of the far west.
As for Di Ge, Xu Zimo also understood something.
The Killing Emperor killed countless people in his life, even beheading his wife and children with his sword.
It is truly a way of proving the Tao through killing.
After he carried the destiny, it didn't take long for him to ascend to Tianwaitian.
It is said that he once left a Tige for his descendants.
Of course, the story is somewhat complicated.
Proving the Tao through killing has been a controversial topic since ancient times.
Let me ask, who in the right mind would choose this kind of killing method that involves disowning all relatives.
He even wants to kill his relatives to fulfill his own destiny.
Therefore, it was difficult for the Killing Emperor to find his successor before he ascended.
(End of chapter)
