Murong Wutong looked in reminiscence.
The pictures of the past are like the stars in the night sky, distant but clearly visible, dotted one by one in the night called memory.
"Wutong, what should we do in three days?" Our Murong family is really nothing compared to the Xuanyuan family. "
Murong Wuzhu frowned slightly, with a delicate and sad look that made people's hearts break: I heard that the old Xuanyuan family master, although... although he was debauched and immoral, he was already as good as a god. Could it be that we... "
"Don't worry." Murong Wutong picked up the wine glass, sat up straight, drank it down, and rubbed Murong Wuzhu's head with his hand, a scheming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I have everything, I guarantee that everything will be fine, you can still do it Watch me show off my power."
Murong Wutong's plain words were full of strong self-confidence, which immediately calmed all Murong Wuzhu's worries. She nodded "yes" and rubbed her brother's palm like a kitten, feeling reassured and at peace.
Growing up, although she was an older sister, she was always under the protection of her younger brother. It seemed like nothing was worth mentioning in front of him.
After sending Murong Wuzhu away, Murong Wutong looked slightly serious. He spread his palms, and a yellow crystal appeared in his palms, emitting waves of evil waves that spread everywhere.
If masters of the Demon Sect such as "Evil King" Shi Zhixuan were here, they would be surprised to find that this is the legendary Evil Emperor's relic.
"Three days? That's enough. I just need to absorb all the power in the Evil Emperor's relics and be promoted to a peerless grandmaster. Even if I can't be invincible in this world, I can still go sideways."
Yes, the man in front of him is the reincarnation of a distracted person from Yu Liancheng.
He used the "method of reincarnation and cultivation of sources" to come to this world.
Because the wisdom of the past life was opened step by step and gradually grew from a blank slate, Yulian City also transmitted the "Evil Emperor's Relic" to this world.
A large amount of energy is stored in the "Evil Emperor's Relic". It has been tempered once by Yulian City in the world of the Tang Dynasty, and the energy is pure and peaceful. After absorption, it can not only improve the skill, but also expand the meridians and increase the potential.
In the original route, the ability of Gao Zhong and Xu Ziling to become top masters was inseparable from the two treasures Heshi Bi and the Evil Emperor's relic.
Over the years, Yulian City has kept a low profile, Su Hui has gradually recovered, and his strength has steadily improved, and he is only one step away from becoming a peerless master.
In this world, the realm of martial arts is divided into nine levels. Among them, the second level is a small master, qualified to open the door and establish a sect. The first level and the fourth level are among the gods and the best in the world.
Although the realm name is very stylish, the actual combat power is not that great.
Even a first-level master may fail in defeat against thousands of soldiers, or even die.
In the world of the Tang Dynasty, Yulian City was capable of ten battles and ten battles, and thousands of armies were able to overcome difficulties. One person could defeat an army of tens of thousands, or even a hundred thousand people.
Of course, another reason is that this world already has a complete system to deal with martial arts experts, and the army has strong restraint against martial artists.
But it can also be seen from this that the so-called land gods in this world are not as powerful as imagined, and they may not be able to fight against them.
The Xuanyuan ancestor was in the first-level Celestial Realm, where heaven and humans could interact with each other and resonate with heaven and earth. It was similar to the Celestial Realm. However, it seems that the real combat power was not as powerful as the Celestial Realm.
"Celestial Realm, I'm looking forward to it!"
Yu Liancheng grinned with a sneer, his smile was so handsome that it was almost enchanting. He closed his eyes and his mind sank into the Evil Emperor's relics.
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Three days.
Fleeting.
Under the mist in the early morning, restaurants, inns, and shops opened one after another, and the traffic in the city began to become lively.
Among the endless crowds on the long street, you can see warriors carrying various weapons on their shoulders everywhere.
Even though "Human Massacre" Xu Xiao led the army to suppress the entire Jianghu sect, Jianghu will never die. Wherever there are people, there will be Jianghu.
Boom! !
The sound of horse hooves trampled the bustling hustle and bustle. A group of more than 20 people rode in the street. They were all strong men and horses, and they were fierce and powerful.
Especially the leader, who is dressed in black and carries a knife, has a burly physique, and sharp eyes, like a hungry wolf ready to prey at any time and anywhere. You can tell at a glance that he is someone who is not easy to mess with.
People on the street gave way, fearing that they would be out of reach.
"Damn it." When a warrior on the street saw these twenty-odd riders acting so unscrupulously and in such evil shapes, their chests ignited with anger, and their faces were filled with righteous indignation, as if they wanted to draw their swords.
"Brother Li, calm down." A companion immediately stopped the knight's reckless behavior: "This is a member of the Xuanyuan family. You must know that the Xuanyuan family is the top martial arts family in Jianzhou, and the old head of the Xuanyuan family is ours." An unimaginable big man, it is said that he is already a first-class master and has entered the realm of celestial phenomena."
"I am afraid that we, the scholars and scribes from Jianzhou, and the chivalrous ladies will cry miserably today after being favored by that man from Guniugang."
In a restaurant, a shopkeeper with a bulging belly and dressed in fine silks sighed softly, stroked his beard, and shook his head repeatedly.
The whole restaurant was also talking a lot, and sighs could be heard from time to time, as if they had witnessed a tragedy.
Isn't it a tragedy to destroy beautiful things for people to see?
"Shopkeeper, what's going on?" A man in fine clothes who was drinking in the restaurant asked curiously: "Guniugang, could it be that you are talking about the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family."
"That's right." The fat shopkeeper nodded: "I guess your guest is not from Jianzhou, right?"
The man in rich clothes said: "The shopkeeper's guess is right, I am traveling far away here."
The fat shopkeeper said: "Since the guest has heard the name of the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, of course he should also know his hobbies and temperament."
The man in rich clothes nodded, with a slightly strange look on his face: "I know a thing or two."
The Xuanyuan family head was an octogenarian, nearly a hundred years old, but he had a fondness for women. He was especially fond of raising prostitutes and torturing young girls, which was well known in Jianzhou.
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There are even rumors that if the old guy doesn't seduce his daughter, his eyes will be red, his cheeks will be as red as fire, his muscles will burst and his muscles will twitch, and he will become possessed.
Seeing the hesitation of the fat shopkeeper, the well-dressed man knowingly handed over a piece of silver.
The fat shopkeeper accepted the money calmly, and then said it like he was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, regardless of any taboos.
"We have a pair of siblings in Jianzhou. The elder sister is named Murong Wuzhu, and the younger brother is named Murong Tonghuang. Both of them are stunningly beautiful. Especially Murong Tonghuang, not only is he extremely handsome, but he also has an almost demonic charm. , no one can resist, it is born like the bright moon in the sky, eye-catching and inaccessible."
"Isn't there a Wutong Palace in the capital? When the two sisters were born, an immortal passed by and left a song: 'One female and one male, the female conquered the country, the male conquered the city, both flew into the Wutong Palace'. Later, in Huishan Mountain Ancestor Xuanyuan valued them at his feet, and he was so shocked that he treated these two siblings as forbidden wives, only to be brought to Guniu Dagang one day to enjoy them."
The fat shopkeeper took a sip of tea and whispered: "I also heard that the Xuanyuan family was afraid that the reputation of the two sisters would spread to the palace. Isn't there a Rouge Ping in the world? In order to prevent the two sisters from The ancestors of the Xuanyuan family put in a lot of effort to get on the list."
The man in the splendid clothes thought he was well-informed. At this time, his jaw was slightly open, and he felt as if he was shocked. He quickly asked: "Then what happened today?"
"Today is the birthday of Patriarch Xuanyuan. It is said that he wanted to visit these two siblings today. A group of knights who just passed by wanted to pick them up."
"Although these siblings live in seclusion, I was lucky enough to see them once. They are indeed heavenly beings descending from the earth. It's a pity... As a common man like me, even those young men and young ladies who admire them want to jump and scold them. But what can I do? The whole In Jianzhou, I am afraid that only the gods from Longhu Mountain dare to take care of these things, but I think they are too lazy to care..."
After listening to the fat shopkeeper's story, Mr. Huafu also sighed, helpless, which only increased his anger. He couldn't help but poke his head out and look out. Maybe he could catch a glimpse of the two siblings' peerless faces later.
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On the other side, more than twenty riders arrived in front of Murong's mansion.
Murong Qingsong personally greeted everyone, with a slightly flattering smile on his face, and said in an indistinct voice: "Murong Patriarch Murong Qingsong is very polite, everyone is welcome."
The tough young man at the head glanced at Murong Qingsong and found that Murong's clan leader seemed to have only half of his tongue left. He didn't care, he clasped his fists and said: "Yuan Tingshan, Guniu Dagang, is ordered to welcome Sister Murong."
The Xuanyuan family can compete with Longhu Mountain, at least on the surface. Naturally, it is not just the Xuanyuan family.
They gathered heroes from all over the world, and some men who were listed for execution by the government could take refuge in the Xuanyuan family as long as they went to Huishan. If you have good talent, you may even get personal guidance from the old head of the Xuanyuan family.
Yuan Tingshan was looking at him. After avenging his revenge, he became a desperado for whom the government offered a huge bounty. Fortunately, Xuanyuan's old family master valued him and escaped with his life.
Although this person is cold-blooded by nature, now that he is living under someone else's roof and receiving benefits, he always has to do things for others.
Of course, he didn't take it to heart to transport a pair of vases up the mountain.
While Murong Qingsong welcomed Yuan Tingshan and others through the door, he sighed: "It is their blessing that our ancestors have taken a liking to them, but they keep trying to escape. Brother Yuan, please be careful."
Yuan Tingshan sneered: "They are valued by the ancestors, where can they escape?"
Murong Qingsong's tongue was aching, his voice was blurry, and there was a hint of hatred in his eyes: "Brother Yuan, don't be careless. Murong Wuzhu is a weak woman with no power to restrain a chicken, so it's okay. It's just that Murong Tonghuang has a weird personality, and he doesn't know Where did you learn martial arts? They are quite good, but be careful if they escape."
Yuan Tingshan waved his hand and said indifferently: "They are just a pair of weak pets, what kind of waves can they make."
The group of people arrived in the courtyard soon. Murong Qingsong flashed a hint of anger and knocked on the door: "Emperor Tong's nephew, the Xuanyuan family has arrived. Come out quickly."
A cold and pleasant voice sounded: "Wait a minute."
"This..." Murong Qingsong pushed the door but did not push it open. He immediately turned his head to look at Yuan Tingshan and hesitated: "Brother Yuan, what do you think we should do?"
Yuan Tingshan waved his hand, and immediately two strong men stepped out from behind him, slammed the door hard, and slammed the door open.
The two strong men were like wolves and tigers. They were about to go in and capture the Murong brothers and sisters, but they suddenly froze when they saw the scene in the room.
But he saw a beautiful woman sitting in front of the dressing table. The rising sun was just embedded in the sky where her face was facing, bathing her in the gentle morning light. The whole person has a sacred and holy radiance, which makes people unable to have any evil thoughts or malice.
The beautiful woman's black hair is cascading down her shoulders. Behind her stands a young man with an almost demonic appearance. He is dressed in black, with flowing sleeves. There is a faint feeling of evil, like an evil god in an ancient mural. He was gently combing his hair with a wooden comb.
"Wuzhu, you are so beautiful." Looking at the fairy-like reflection in the mirror, Yu Liancheng sighed sincerely.
"Really?" There was a hint of joy in Murong Wuzhu's eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his lips: "We are twins, 80 to 90% similar. You are obviously praising yourself. Also, call me sister."
There is no doubt that this is a beautiful picture. The faint feeling of brother and sister lingered in the whole room, warm and indifferent.
The two strong men who had crashed into the door before couldn't help but feel guilty at this moment. The other strong men couldn't bear to ruin the scene and were stunned for a moment.
You know, they are used to killing people and setting fires.
Of course, there are two exceptions.
One is Murong Qingsong, who has regarded Emperor Murong Tong as a ghost-like figure and is full of fear and hatred for him. There is also Yuan Tingshan, this guy's character has been completely distorted.
"The love between a brother and a sister is really touching." Yuan Tingshan clapped his hands, with a teasing smile on his lips: "I heard in Huishan that Patriarch Xuanyuan has weird habits. I will let you brothers and sisters have fun together. I don't know. Can we still maintain such a brother-sister relationship?"
Murong Wuzhu suddenly trembled and his face turned pale.
Yu Liancheng combed Murong Wuzhu's hair and said calmly: "Okay, sister. You're just a mad dog, don't pay any attention to it."
"Hey, I am indeed a mad dog, but a mad dog bites people without hesitation. Along the way, you can have a taste of my mad dog's methods. Of course, if you want revenge, after returning to Huishan, Now that you have made Ancestor Xuanyuan more comfortable, you might as well cause me some trouble by blowing the pillow wind more often."
Yuan Tingshan made a suggestive movement of stopping his waist and chuckled: "Of course, you guys with delicate skin and tender flesh will be toyed with by the ancestor for a few days, and I don't know if you are still alive. But don't die casually. .”
"I told you not to be afraid, Wu Zhu is really naughty."
Yu Liancheng combed Murong Wuzhu's long hair, then leaned down and pinched her nose, his tone was half endearing and half reproachful.
Murong Wuzhu slapped Yu Liancheng's hand away, pouted, and said coquettishly: "I'm not afraid."
Seeing that these two people didn't take him seriously at all, a gloomy look flashed in Yuan Tingshan's eyes, and he waved his hand and said, "Catch them both."
