Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

"Really?" Yang Yanrong shook his head noncommittally, staring at Murong Fu in front of him, and said, "You are too confident!"

Murong Fu smiled slightly, raised his cup, and said: "Brother Yang, you are worthy of being my greatest rival in life, come, let's drink to this!"

Yang Yanrong put the cup on the table, also smiled, and said softly: "Murong Fu, I said just now that people are too confident, and this is true! In fact, I never regarded you as an opponent at all. No, not now, and never in the future. To be my opponent, hehe, you are not worthy!"

The smile on Murong Fu's face froze, but it disappeared quickly. He sighed and said, "That's really a pity! Brother Yang, I only have one wish now, and that is that you can let my parents go." , the rest of the Murong family are at your disposal, how about it?"

"Are you begging me?" Yang Yanrong said with a smile while playing with the cup in front of him.

Murong Fu laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "No, you are wrong, I, Murong Fu, have never asked for help in my life, including this time, it's just that they are my parents, and as a son, I naturally hope that they can live a good life Some. It would be better if Brother Yang could agree, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t agree, it’s just a matter of adding two more lives.”

"Well said, for your words, we can have a toast!" Yang Yanrong raised the cup in Yang's hand, and touched Murong Fu, the two looked at each other and laughed.

After drinking up the wine, Murong Fu added another glass for him, and then filled it up for himself. He put down the jug, looked at the women behind Yang Yanrong, and sighed: "Brother Yang, I'm actually very jealous of you! With such a large group of beautiful women by your side, even being an ordinary person is enough to live a happy life!"

On this point, Yang Yanrong agreed, and said with a smile: "That's right, in fact, sometimes I envy myself. Brother Murong, since you think so, why don't you stay in Jiangnan with peace of mind and be your Murong?" What about the happy king of your family? With your wealth and appearance, there must be many beautiful women who favor you, as long as you are willing, you will not come to this dead end today, don't you think?"

"It's hard!" Murong Fu smiled wryly, and said, "I, the Murong family, belong to the Xianbei clan. Since Dayan destroyed the country, for hundreds of years, countless sons of the Murong family have been burdened with the burden of 'restoring Dayan'. Countless ancestors followed one after another, and it was not until my generation that I got this opportunity, but I happened to meet you, a freak! To be honest, if there was no Brother Yang in this world, this Zhao Song Jiangshan would have to change his surname to Murong."

Yang Yanrong shook his head and waved his hands behind him. The girls were stunned for a moment, and Sang Yuchu quickly reacted, and pulled a group of girls back quickly, keeping them far away until they could no longer be seen. Only then stopped.

Murong Fu said "En", looked at Yang Yanrong in surprise, and said with a smile: "What? Brother Yang, do you have any shady things you want to tell me in private?"

"No!" Yang Yanrong shook his head again, and said seriously: "Brother Murong, I want to correct your point of view. Even without me, Yang Yanrong, your Huifu Dayan is just a dream. This is a mission that will never be completed! "

"Could it be that brother Yang is still able to predict the future?" Murong Fu laughed, laughing loudly.

Yang Yanrong stared at Murong Fu until he stopped laughing and said slowly, "Since the Chenqiao mutiny in Zhao and Song Dynasties, it lasted 120 years, until Huizong and Qinzong were captured by the Kingdom of Jin. Yanjing, known as the Northern Song Dynasty in history, was destroyed. King Kang crossed south and established his capital in Hangzhou. In 150, it was the Southern Song Dynasty. Later Song was destroyed by Yuan and Mongolia in the north, and until Ming Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty, Qing Dynasty and Ming Dynasty, for hundreds of years, we I've never heard of the Murong family of Dayan."

As Yang Yanrong narrated, Murong Fu's face became more and more ugly, even looking at Yang Yanrong was full of horror and disbelief.

Yang Yanrong said again: "Brother Murong, these are historical facts that should have happened, but they have changed because of my arrival. Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi died because of you, and you died because of me. Everything is predestined by God's will in peace."

"What do you mean?" Murong Fu trembled at the corner of his mouth, pointing at Yang Yanrong, how could he speak?

Yang Yanrong smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Yes, maybe you have already guessed it, but you can't believe it at all. You are not wrong at all. I am the last person after more than 1000 years, so I know all about what happened. Clear and clear. Think about it, if you suddenly appeared in Qin Shihuang's era now, you will be able to understand what I mean!"

"No, it's impossible!" Murong Fu slammed the wine glass and jug on the table to the ground, and said sharply: "Yang Yanrong, you're talking nonsense here, treating me, Murong Fu, as a three-year-old child! "

Shaking his head, Yang Yanrong took out the pistol from his arms, pointed at Murong Fu's arm, and said with a smile: "You must have never seen this thing before, but I want to tell you that it is actually a weapon, just like yours The sword used now is the same, it is also used to kill people, but this one is much simpler! You see, as long as I lightly pull the trigger, I can kill you!"

"Bang!" The gun rang out, Murong Fu clutched his bleeding right arm, stared at the gun in Yang Yanrong's hand in fear, and murmured: "It's too scary, it's really scary, with this thing, we martial arts What is the use of middlemen?"

Blowing the light smoke from the barrel of the gun, Yang Yanrong said with a smile: "This is powerful? Hehe, you can't imagine how powerful the weapons in the future are. Our Kaifeng city is big enough? We only need a nuclear weapon You can move the entire city to the ground, even if it is tens of thousands of miles away, you can still kill people. Brother Murong, I hope that when you surrender in your next life, remember to go to my time to take a look. I have no regrets!"

Murong Fu took a deep breath, looked at the bloody right arm, then let go of his left hand, touched it in his arms, looked at Yang Yanrong, and said: "You say that, I really am I have a slight interest in the future, but I just don’t know if I can reach the era you mentioned?"

"Only God knows!" Yang Yanrong said with a smile, looked at Murong Fu whose face was getting paler and paler, and said, "Actually, I still have a secret that I haven't told you!"

"En!" Murong Fu snorted, took a breath, and asked, "What's the secret?"

Yang Yanrong stood up, walked slowly outside the imperial garden, and said softly: "Now Chu is still my woman!"

"You!" Murong Fu's eyes were about to burst, he covered his bleeding heart with one hand, while looking at Yang Yanrong who was drifting away, he murmured: "Yang Yanrong, you are so ruthless..." Having said that, He tilted his body and fell obliquely to the ground. On his chest, there was a dagger with only the handle visible...