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Volume 5: Like a Banquet Chapter 43: Die ¡°generously¡±

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    The afternoon sun slanted down from the skylight, leaving several extremely thick shadows on Chu Feng's face.  Speaking of Nan Murong, the three people in the room fell silent.  Bai Shijing was worried about Murong Fu. Judging from the competition between Duan Yanqing and the two young heroes from the north and the south, Murong Fu was still far behind Qiao Feng.  ¡°But Murong Bo, who has long passed away in Bai Shijing¡¯s mind, has been lurking in the Central Plains, and he doesn¡¯t know what he is planning.  Judging from the performance in the Shaolin Temple "back then", Murong Bo's performance was extremely poor.  Whether it was the conspiracy that was full of flaws thirty years ago, or the later determination to trade his old life for Qiao Feng to send his army south to fight for the opportunity for the Murong family to make a comeback.  In terms of martial arts, most of the two father and son pairs believed that Murong Fu was at the bottom, and the other three were roughly the same But from the words of the old head of the Murong family, Murong Fu's failure in martial arts was due to the fact that the Murong family's martial arts were not up to par.  It's just that he was busy pretending to die and had no time to teach him those sharp martial arts But, in Old Murong's mouth, the power of the Shenhe Zhi was not weaker than the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but he never had a chance to get angry.  Chu Feng slowly sorted out these fragmentary information in his mind, and continued to believe that Murong Bo's strength was not the most troublesome, but his habit of hiding in the dark was his biggest trump card.  At present, Chu Feng borrowed the name of Duan Er of Dali to explain to Zhu Danchen about the matter of Shenhe Village. Zhu Si, who must have returned to Dali, is thinking about how to persuade the three princes of Dali to accompany him to the southern water town to rob tombs.  When Murong Fu first heard about A'Zhu's life experience, Auntie Qiao was very surprised, and then led the two generals, Miss A Bi, and the Qingcheng faction who clearly had the surname "Murong" out of Luoyang.  As for Du Lingzi, who is currently beating to death and ignoring Luoyang City, he may be the only one who has seen Murong Bo after his death.  Chu Feng thought about it and concluded that Shenhe Village does not need to have too much hope. Murong Fu can use it as a backup plan. The most direct way at the moment is to ask Du Lingzi.  But how to get Du Lingzi to speak is a headache.  Bai Shijing knows even less information.  He only left a sentence, "The Penglai sect, the disciples in the gang have been 'taking care of'" and went to work.  "Brother, head, what should we do?" The bearded man who had just exchanged a blow with Chu Feng bowed and stood in front of Du Lingzi, and asked in a low voice.  Today, he attacked Chu Feng without asking Du Lingzi first. He was worried all the way back, not knowing what kind of punishment he would receive.  Du Lingzi seemed unaware.  In fact, if the bearded man had been more careful, he would have discovered that Turin had not spoken since halfway.  With his right arm half crippled and only 70% of his martial arts remaining, and his right leg broken by Chu Feng today, Du Lingzi was able to suppress the disciples purely by relying on his usual prestige.  The bearded man asked.  When he didn't hear the reply from the head brother, he didn't dare to say anything anymore and still stood aside with his head lowered.  There are at least 10 or 20 people from the Penglai sect left in Luoyang City. They are crowded into this small room at the moment, but they are very quiet.  On that day, there may have been a few people who were ordered to go to Jincheng, Shanxi Province to massacre Wanhui Tower, but they all participated without exception.  They all took action, and their hands were stained with the blood of the Northern Sect members.  No one would have thought that Wanhui Tower, which was supposed to be wiped out, would actually leave behind such a troublesome figure as Chu Feng, who not only had great martial arts skills, but also became sworn brothers with the leader of the largest gang in the world.  Fortunately, Chu Feng was more upright and actually said that he wanted to settle the grudges outside Luoyang City. The dozens of people in his group lived for a few months longer.  Until today, news of the destruction of the Penglai Sect came This young man has vicious methods!  Everyone thought silently in their hearts.  But regardless of martial arts or principles, they all seemed to be on Chu Feng's side The Beizong people who howled miserably in Wanhui Tower that day transformed into their relatives and teachers in their hearts.  A cry suddenly broke out, and in the originally silent hut, the crying became louder.  Du Lingzi suddenly raised his head and looked at the bearded man in front of him who was wiping tears with his head down.  Then he looked around at his other disciples, junior disciples, and disciples, coughed slightly, and gathered everyone's attention.  "There's nothing to cry about." Du Lingzi said easily, but there was a hint of bitterness in his voice that couldn't be concealed.  "I thought it was in my hands. The Penglai sect finally completely suppressed the Qingcheng sect and ended a century-old grudge." "Well they fought all the way to the mountains behind Qingcheng. Although they failed to wipe out the Qingcheng sect, it was still considered a success.  I let out a strong breath of anger on behalf of our ancestors! "Except for the two or three people of the Turing generation who roughly knew why they had a grudge a hundred years ago, most of the other lower-level disciples knew about our sect and the young disciples.They are at odds with each other, but they don't know what the reason for the feud was.  Du Lingzi didn't tell them his plan today. He paused for a long time before continuing: "The sect has been destroyed, and we are the only ones left in Penglai." "You must live well." "Until there is a day.  One day, you can kill that boy named Chu" Du Lingzi's voice became colder, and the disciples who knew his nature well heard a hint of ominous meaning, and "head" and "master" were all around for a while.  "I'm going for a walk outside the city." Du Lingzi waved his hand to suppress the crowd's voices and said with a smile.  The Penglai disciples cried out in unison. Everyone knew that as long as the Penglai disciples stepped out of Luoyang, Chu Feng, who had destroyed his own sect, would never show mercy.  ¡­ ¡­ Du Lingzi came out of the hut, dragged half of his body, which was weak, onto the horse. Without talking to anyone, he drove the horse slowly toward the north gate.  Luoyang City is still prosperous, but it lacks the rich fragrance of flowers during the Hundred Flowers Festival, which seems to have solidified.  Turinzi¡¯s horse walked very slowly.  The Beggar Clan disciples who were guarding outside the hut moved very quickly.  Chu Feng¡¯s movements were also very fast.  So when Du Lingzi looked back at the city wall of Luoyang City, he saw Chu Feng walking towards him from the city gate with his sword in hand.  "Why are you alone?" Du Lingzi looked behind Chu Feng, but did not find Mu Wanqing's figure, "I thought you would come together." "It's just killing people, there's nothing interesting to see." "Could it be Chu Feng?  Are you going to take action here, young hero?" Du Lingzi's tone was no longer as gloomy as in the hut.  Chu Feng stood three feet in front of his horse, raised his head slightly and looked at Du Lingzi, saying, "You seem to have decided that I won't kill you today." Dichen waved his sheath, and Du Lingzi knew what he was doing.  Jumped off the horse.  After all, a leg was broken. When he landed, a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Du Lingzi's forehead, and his face twitched, but he still asked: "Did Young Master Chu see it?" "The headmaster was there earlier.  There are a lot of emotions in the hut, I think the disciples of your sect are very grateful to you, right? "The disciples of the Beggar Clan outside the hut of Penglai sect are obvious and not hidden. Everyone knows that Chu Feng naturally comes from here.  That's what it sounds like.  Du Lingzi smiled.  Chu Feng said: "If the headmaster of Du is really so generous and righteous enough to die, no matter what, he must leave the bearded man some secrets of cultivation for the headmaster." Du Lingzi said: "Sure enough, bystanders know clearly, Mr. Chu  Xia can see it clearly, but they may not expect it. " Chu Feng said: "No need to gossip anymore, since you have left Luoyang City" Du Lingzi intercepted him first: "Young Master Chu will not kill me, at least not today.  Yes, not now.¡± PS:.
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