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Chapter 923 The original family

After A Fei said this, the old woman was even more murderous intent, and most of them were heading towards Zhu Yeyue. Zhu Yeyue's face changed drastically and she said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense about, what are you talking about? Why are you saving your sister's father from crossing the river? Why are you here? Are you following us all the time?"

A Fei smiled and said, "Look, even my name is clear, and I still say I don't know you, but I still hope you can call my Jianghu big 'Little Save Brother'."

Zhu Yeyue and others looked black, all thinking, "Go to your mother, little brother! I haven't heard of this name before, I'm just impersonating it!"

The old woman's face was gloomy and gloomy. She could hear that the "Little Save Brother" who suddenly appeared was not Zhu Yeyue's person. It was supposed to be a certain yellow bird. But the yellow bird seemed a little cruel. She was about to ask, but she saw that Ah Fei was not at all and shouted loudly: "Dad Murong, are you okay?"

"Tell me again!"

A buzzing sound came from behind him. Murong Bo was finally liberated from his butt facing the sky, and sat on the ground with a slight silence. A Fei smiled and walked to Murong Bo as if no one was around, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and then gently pulled it. The strong cow tendon rope was torn off by him. Zhu Yeyue and others were smacking their tongues, and their expressions became more and more nervous. But Murong Bo untied his restraints, reached out to wipe the sand on his face, and glanced at A Fei without saying anything.

A Fei smiled, turned around and said to Zhu Yeyue and others: "Actually, I have been here with you all the time, and I have helped you by the way. Otherwise, you can bring Mr. Murong here smoothly to usher in today's affairs, and I will not make things difficult for you as everyone as their master. Today's goal is her, and you can leave." After saying that, he pointed to the old woman.

Zhu Yeyue and others were shaking their bodies. They held the weapons in their hands without saying a word, and they did not mean to turn around and leave. Ah Fei was not concerned at all, and he bowed to the old woman again and said, "Old lady. Your kung fu is really good. I originally wanted to ask who you were, but now there is no need, I think I already know."

The old woman was stunned. She frowned and said in a deep voice: "What do you know?"

A Fei smiled and said, "I wasn't sure at first, but later I saw you give Zhu Yeyue a picture, and I knew you were also from the Xiaoyao Sect." As soon as this said, everyone changed their faces. Murong Bo also said kindly, as if he was lowering his head and thinking about something. A Fei said, "Plus, your age and martial arts, I think you must be Li Qiushui, one of Xiaoyao's three elders. I guess right!"

The old woman's eyes flashed and said, "How do you know that I am not a Tianshan Tonglao?"

A Fei laughed and said, "Grand Tong is not as tall as your old man." After saying this, the old lady, Li Qiushui, couldn't help but tremble her eyebrows. A Fei said, "In addition, I have just met Grandma Tong. I really have a fate with you sisters! I have always dealt with you Xiaoyao Sect these days. Well, I have such a good fortune. I am willing to give me a picture of Xiaoyao Sect?"

Li Qiushui was the princess of Xixia Kingdom, so it was correct to call A Fei. At this moment, her face changed and she asked directly: "Have you seen that bitch Wu Xingyun? She is not dead yet!" This sentence is equivalent to admitting her identity. But at the end of her tone, she was a little resentful, and she had reached the point of gritting her teeth.

A Fei was surprised and said, "It turns out that Tong Lao is really Wu Xingyun. Last time I asked her, she actually pretended to be reserved and didn't tell me. Tsk tsk! Xiaoyao Sect is indeed good girls." Everyone looked strange after hearing this, and Li Qiushui even looked like "You are impatient to live". A Fei quickly said, "However, Tong Lao is doing well, but like you, she has lost most of her skills and is thinking about ways to recover!"

"Hmph, this bitch, are you still thinking about restoring your skills to your senior brother? She doesn't dream anymore! When I find her, I will definitely scratch her face first, humiliate her a little before killing her." Once she talks about the Tianshan Tonglao, Li Qiushui was still jealous and forgot about everything else.

You are like this and want to humiliate your enemy. However, A Fei coughed and said, "Princess, how do you want to take revenge is your business. I just want to ask you one thing. You caught Dad Murong this time, but you also want to suck his internal energy to recover your kung fu?"

As soon as this said, Murong Bo slowly looked up, Zhu Yeyue and others looked at each other without saying a word. Li Qiushui finally calmed down and suddenly smiled. He said, "Who told you that I want to suck his skills to restore martial arts? Do you think I am as stupid as that bitch?"

A Fei was finally surprised and said, "Hey, it turns out that's not! I really can't guess anything else. Dad Murong only has a little bit of skills left to be valuable." He said this and frowned and said, "Can you still be greedy for his body? He is so old that he is really not enough for you, Princess. I advise you to extinguish your heart! After all, you are not as good as you were back then."

"Damn it!"

"Nothing!"

Liu Qiushui and Murong Bo were furious at the same time. A Fei noticed something wrong and stopped speaking decisively. After Murong Bo finished speaking "nonsense", he also called Amitabha Buddha and used Buddhism to resolve A Fei's words. He did not look at A Fei who was suffering, but instead said to Li Qiushui: "Leye has met Mr. Li. It turns out that you have always wanted to see me, and today Leye knows it."

This was the first time he talked to Li Qiushui, and he was polite. Li Qiushui slowly calmed down his anger, glared at Ah Fei, and then looked at Murong Bo and said coldly: "Leye is your name of becoming a monk! From what you mean, you have guessed who I am long ago?"

Murong Bo said, "Before this kid pointed out the identity of the donor, the old monk could roughly guess it. However, I don't understand that I am already a monk, and I asked myself that I have never had any entanglements with Donor Li in my life. Today's incident has arisen for some reason."

Li Qiushui's eyes turned on Murong Bo for a few times, and then pondered for a while, saying, "You know who I am, but you don't know why. It seems that she has never told you."

Murong Bo's expression moved and said, "Who is the 'she' in the donor's mouth? Is it a certain enemy of me or my dog ​​son?"

In Murong Bo's opinion, Li Qiushui came to him for two reasons. One was because of the grudges he left behind in the world, and the other was his son Murong Fu. However, the latter possibility was not great, because his son had already invited the miserable A Fei to come, and the Li Qiushui in front of him was more like he was here to take his own life.

Li Qiushui laughed loudly when she heard this, and her voice was extremely loud, and there was a feeling of indescribableness. A Fei was impatient and said unhappy: "Damn it. Isn't it just a grudge in the world? It's so mysterious! If you like to talk or not, can you tell me, can't Murong Bo's mother be your junior sister?"

As soon as this said, Li Qiushui and Murong Bo were both stunned. Li Qiushui's face seemed to be covered with frost, and he said sternly: "Who told you?" Murong Bo also looked at A Fei in surprise, with a puzzled look on his face. A Fei's heart skipped a beat and blurted out: "Damn, is this matter true?" His eyes turned on Li Qiushui's face, and Li Qiushui also glared at him, and the two of them were surprised and suspicious.

A Fei felt like there were ten thousand grass mud horses whizzing by. He thought the system would really make such a bloody setting? Murong Bo’s mother was Li Canghai, which was just an unreasonable speculation by the affluents back then.

At that time, there was a martial arts fan who said that the junior sister of Xiaoyao, Li Qiushui's sister Li Canghai, actually married Murong Bo's father. He made a brief appearance in Mr. Jin's writing (see the memories of the Yellow-browed Monk of the Tianlong and the Eight Parts, the author will not say here). In other words, Li Canghai is Murong Bo's mother and Murong Fu's grandmother. The speculators also gave a lot of reasons seriously, and most of them really matched it.

But this speculation is really speculation, so A Fei, who was suffering back then, just regarded it as a joke. Today he said it casually, and it was also a boring move. Unexpectedly, this sentence caused Li Qiushui to shock. A Fei thought about it and realized that this matter might be true.

Thinking of this, he said "ah" and understood in an instant.

If Murong Bo's mother was Li Canghai, then Li Qiushui's troubles to Murong Bo this time would make sense. She hated the young sister of that year, hated her for taking away the love of her senior brother Wuyazi, making her lonely and jealous all her life. In the end, she ended up dead. Now she is resurrected in the era of the great world, and she naturally takes revenge with her temperament. It is very likely that she can't find Li Canghai, so she earned the target of revenge on Li Canghai's back, so Li Canghai's son and grandson have become targets.

Ah Fei's sweat dripped down, and his back was soaked in an instant. Murong Bo finally sighed with Amitabha and sighed: "So that's the reason. My mother never talked about her master back then. I thought she was not a famous sect, and I never thought that she was from the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Does she refuse to say it? I think she has no face to say it!" Li Qiushui was unforgivable. This sentence obviously made A Fei's guess final.

"Wow, Dad Murong, according to seniority, you have to call the princess and aunt!" Ah Fei said nothing.

Everyone was strange, including Zhu Yeyue and others. They felt a sense of laughter and crying, and they thought to themselves what the hell was. Li Qiushui became Murong Bo's aunt and aunt. It was a mess. The system actually created such a bloody plot!

Murong Bo sighed, "I am already a monk, so it's better not to talk about these secular blood ties. But this 'superior' is indispensable. So, is the senior here to find the younger generation to vent his anger?"

He himself is already fifty or sixty years old. It is the first time he calls senior to an old lady who is nearly 100 years old. Li Qiushui sneered and said, "I also thought where is that good sister? It turns out that she married into the Murong family. Hey, let me miss you all my life. Since I can't find her, it's good to find you. You can go with me. You'd better be obedient, otherwise I'll have more means to make you worse than life and death."

Before Murong Bo spoke, A Fei was dissatisfied and said, "This old lady Li Li, you are a little arrogant. Are you sure you can take him away?"

Li Qiushui laughed furiously and said, "Young people don't know the world is so high. Do you think I can't deal with you with only 10% of my skills? I roughly know who you are. You are the leader of the martial arts world among the players, A Fei, who is suffering! Although your martial arts skills are good, you want to deal with us alone and take care of this Murong Bo who has lost his martial arts skills. Hey, it's a bit of a fantasy."

Zhu Yeyue and others made a "Oh" sound, thinking that the man in gray was him. The miserable A Fei is the number one master among the players, and it is only possible that he can have such means. However, since the Martial Arts Leaders' Conference, others only knew that A Fei's martial arts skills were high, but they never thought that he had reached such a high level. If Zhu Yeyue had not really fought with him, it would be difficult to understand.

Ah Fei didn't mind being pointed out and smiled, saying, "So what? Why don't you try it!" As he said that, he took out the red tassel from his arms, shook it gently, and a buzzing sound appeared on the head of the black iron spear. The group of players couldn't help but look nervous when they saw it. They all knew that Ah Fei's real martial arts was on this spear. Could it be that he was going to pick everyone here by one? This was a bit incredible. Li Qiushui was right. No matter what the other person was next, as long as this group of people held him to the death, Li Qiushui could easily take Murong Bo away who had lost his martial arts. You must know that Murong Bo was even more a burden to Ah Fei at this time, not a helper.

Just when everyone thought A Fei was about to take action, A Fei suddenly smiled and said, "Dad Murong, I will deal with those players, and you will leave it to you." After that, he ignored Murong Bo, and swayed himself, and kicked a nearby player with a bang, and actually attacked these players directly.

But Murong Bo shook his head, and Amitabha Buddha called out, and gently pinched his hands in the monk's robe, making a slight sound. Li Qiushui couldn't help but change his face when he heard this, and he said in surprise: "Can you still do it?" (To be continued.)
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