Died of old age, and you tell me this is a life simulation?

Later, when I encountered it by chance, I also took some time to observe it.

It seems that they all have exquisite martial arts skills.

Each one is excellent.

His father was naturally a skilled martial artist, but if he provoked him, it was hard to say whether he could escape unscathed.

Besides, Qiao Feng didn't want that kind of thing to happen.

Otherwise, how should he cope with it?

Xiao Yuanshan didn't say anything else, and it was unclear whether he heard it or not.

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Chapter 356 Hong Lingbo: This Master is Really Lame...

Yanziwu is a large courtyard adjacent to Chanhe Village.

Inside the dark room.

Murong Bo and Murong Fu, father and son, sat upright, their expressions looking somewhat grim.

After the sudden battle, Deng Baichuan and Bao Bu Tong, two of the four great ministers of the Murong family, were killed on the spot by Qiao Feng!

Although Gongye Qian and Feng Boye did not die, they were seriously injured and bedridden and have not recovered to this day!

Murong Fu and Murong Bo both suffered injuries of varying degrees!

Yanziwu also suffered a lot of damage, and many assassins and servants died!

It cannot be said that it was a serious injury, but it can also be said that it was a "critical hit and real damage"!

In terms of the number of people alone, there were actually not many casualties.

After all, Qiao Feng came alone. No matter how powerful his martial arts skills were, he was just a mortal and could only kill a limited number of people.

But look who he killed?

Half of the four most loyal and capable ministers of the Murong family were killed!

Dozens of the death squad servants who had been carefully trained for many years also died!

These gains and losses cannot be calculated simply by the number of people.

boom!

"That bastard Qiao Feng is so hateful! He deserves to be killed!" Murong Fu's face was gloomy and changeable, and he felt a surge of anger burning in his chest!

A palm slapped on the thick wooden table, leaving a very obvious palm print.

Murong Bo frowned for a moment, his expression solemn. He slowly said, "This [Northern Qiao Feng], your father has long heard of his reputation. I thought that even if he was a capable person, he wouldn't be too bad. But I never imagined that this person would be so brave and heroic!"

Despite being injured by his sneak attack, he still managed to achieve such a terrifying record!

Even though Murong Bo was knowledgeable and experienced, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Especially when I saw him that day, Qiao Feng seemed to be reeking of alcohol and looked a bit drunk...

Normally, being drunk would affect one's ability to some extent, making it difficult to remain calm and respond. However, Qiao Feng, in this state, was still able to display such astonishing strength...

A hint of gloom flashed across Murong Bo's eyes, and his heart felt slightly heavy.

He didn't know that for ordinary people, drunkenness is a negative state. The dizziness, confusion, and slowness caused by alcohol will affect movements. When masters fight, a slight error can lead to a huge loss. The slightest mistake may result in instant defeat or even death!

But for Qiao Feng, being drunk is actually a positive state. The more he drinks, the better his performance becomes!

The key is Qiao Feng in a furious state, which is a double blessing!

The more you fight, the braver you become; the more dangerous it becomes, the more violent it becomes!

This is the only way to deliver explosive "output" even when besieged by a group of masters, even the top master Murong Bo!

Murong Fu gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for that masked mysterious man saving me, I would have killed Qiao Feng long ago!"

Having said that, I felt very annoyed.

His Murong family paid such a huge price, but failed to keep Qiao Feng completely!

It's really hard to accept.

In fact, perhaps he himself did not want to admit that the terrifying power of Qiao Feng, like a killing god, on that day made him feel a little awe and a life-and-death crisis!

He himself knew that it would be impossible for him to compete with [Northern Qiao Feng] on his own!

This made Murong Fu, who had always been arrogant and thought that [Qiao Feng of the North] was not worthy of being on the same level as [Murong of the South], feel jealous.

Amidst all these complex emotions, it's natural to want to completely kill them all in order to feel at ease.

Upon hearing this, Murong Bo looked thoughtful, with a somewhat obscure look in his eyes.

That mysterious man...

He actually recognized it.

We met several times in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library and even had a fight!

But when they fought each other, they always ended in a draw and secretly admired each other. After that, they kept their distance from each other and did not interfere with each other.

But I didn't expect...

What is this person's relationship with [Northern Qiao Feng], and why did he want to save Qiao Feng...

Murong Bo had some vague guesses, but he kept them to himself.

With a solemn expression, he said in a deep voice, "Now that everything has happened, let's not dwell on it anymore. We suffered heavy losses in this battle, but it ultimately did not touch the true foundation of our Murong family..."

After thinking for a while, he continued: "Perhaps, we can take this opportunity to hide behind the scenes and turn light into darkness!

Fu'er! You act according to what we discussed earlier, and then go and get a good grasp of the Murong family's background, while I, your father, will handle those important matters!"

Murong Fu nodded slightly and said yes.

Murong Bo said with regret, "I was in such a hurry that I didn't have time to teach you the essence of martial arts. But it doesn't matter. Although my Murong family relies on martial arts to survive, it is nothing compared to the great cause of restoring the country."

After another hour of serious discussion, Murong Bo quietly left Yanziwu.

Murong Fu looked at Yanziwu, where he had lived for many years, with a gloomy expression, but he also ordered people to evacuate.

Since Qiao Feng is not dead, he may make a comeback at any time.

He has a deep hatred for the Murong family and will never let it go.

It is really unsafe to live here, so we can only retreat temporarily.

This move would undoubtedly damage the reputation of the Murong family, but facing the upcoming "right time", although Murong Fu was unwilling, he could barely endure it.

Linshui City.

Entering through the city gate, Lu Wushuang followed Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo, secretly looking around with curiosity in his eyes.

"Master, Senior Sister, what are we doing here?"

After spending some time together, Lu Wushuang gradually became less timid and hesitant than before, not even daring to say a few words, and gradually showed some liveliness and playfulness.

Li Mochou seemed dazed, but she came back to her senses after hearing this and said softly, "You'll know later. Anyway...it's a good thing."

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at the little girl who was not very mobile: "Wushuang, you..."

I wanted to let her sit on the horse, which would save effort and trouble.

But after thinking about it, he didn't say it.

Her apprentice is still quite sensitive nowadays.

Telling her this makes me sad.

Lu Wushuang looked a little confused: "Master? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, let's go, I'll take you to eat something first."

"Yeah, Master is so nice~" Lu Wushuang narrowed his eyes, curving into crescents.

Hong Lingbo, who was watching from the side, smiled and thought that when the junior sister knew the situation, she would be so happy.

The master and his two disciples found an inn in the city to eat, eat and rest.

About an hour later, Lu Wushuang changed into a white dress and stood there looking pretty.

The little girl has an oval face and looks very delicate.

Compared to a month ago, her complexion is undoubtedly much better, and she has some baby fat on her face.

Although she was lame, if she stood up and didn't walk, it wouldn't be noticeable because of her clothes.

Tread~

Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo also changed their clothes. The master and apprentice always wore apricot-yellow Taoist robes, which were simple and plain. Although what they wore now was still a Taoist robe, it had a softer and more beautiful color.

Lu Wushuang stared at the two of them for a long time with sparkling eyes, and said happily: "Master, Senior Sister, you look so beautiful in your outfits~"

Li Mochou had a subtle expression and hummed, but did not respond.

Instead, she glanced at Hong Lingbo and saw that her pretty face, which always had no makeup on, was now adorned with a little rouge and light makeup, and her eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Hong Lingbo smiled innocently, and people who didn't know her would think she was heartless.

The two looked at each other, both feeling a little strange.

Hong Lingbo thought that his master had finally come to his senses. This was the right thing to do. How could he seduce Uncle Fang if he didn't dress up beautifully?

Li Mochou thought that her apprentice should dress up carefully.

Pretty? ...

After looking at each other for a while, seeing Lu Wushuang's strange expression, the two men withdrew their gazes and walked in the city with the little girl.

Gradually arriving at a place, Li Mochou stopped, her eyes wandering, somewhat hesitant. She looked at Hong Lingbo and pursed her lips and said, "Lingbo, how about... you take Wushuang and go first?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Lingbo looked at Li Mochou in a daze.

Ah this...

I was just one step away from victory, but you, Master, actually wanted to escape...

This is too cowardly!

How can that be possible! ?

Seeing Li Mochou biting her lip, full of embarrassment, Hong Lingbo was speechless. He reached out and took her wrist, saying seriously, "Master, I'm scared too. If you leave, I won't dare to go either!"

After thinking about it, he added a sentence to be on the safe side:

"Master, you don't want Wushuang to be like this forever, right?"

Li Mochou: “…”

His expression was slightly tense, and he felt inexplicably strange.

He stared at Hong Lingbo, thinking that this disciple was becoming more and more presumptuous, and he would give her a good beating when he got back.

Lu Wushuang looked at the two of them in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

Finally, Li Mochou mustered up the courage and walked to the door of Fang's Clinic with her two disciples.

Boom boom boom!

My face felt a little hot and numb.

Li Mochou took a deep breath and stepped in.

When he kicked the door sill, his body inevitably became a little hasty.

Lu Wushuang covered her face in the back, unable to bear to watch.

I felt a little amused and helpless.

Master...

I don't expect you to show the cool and elegant demeanor of the Red Snake Fairy...

But it can’t be that bad!

In the previous life, the notorious [Red Snake Fairy] almost tripped over the threshold. If this matter were to be spread out, she would probably be laughed to death!