Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

#230 - I, Young Master Murong, am also famous as a hero!

Ziyu had no idea how much meaning was contained in Murong Senior's phrase "a wolf coming to the north," because it implied he might have left quite a few offspring.

Duan Yun increasingly felt that Murong Senior was incredible because, counting Murong brothers' half-sisters, ten fingers were almost not enough.

If there were more sisters, even a master stud like Duan Zhengchun would probably sigh in inferiority.

What was this?

A grandmaster stud? Or a霸主 stud?

The key was that before the Murong brothers mastered their swordsmanship and attracted these sisters, their father had always been a devoted and faithful man.

To have so many affairs without getting caught was just too outrageous.

Duan Yun even suspected that Murong Senior had practiced some kind of demonic art to achieve such a feat.

Indeed, if the Murong brothers hadn't mastered their swordsmanship and attracted their blood-related sisters, this old man might have been able to juggle more than ten relationships without crashing.

For a time, Duan Yun and his group were all guessing how many good sisters Murong Senior had left for the Murong brothers.

The timid guessed ten, while the bolder ones went for dozens.

This was probably due to the "Twelve Layers of Spring Rain" being able to attract these sisters like a magnet; otherwise, based on the probability of chance encounters, even a company might not be enough.

Seeing Ziyu looking at them with the eyes of someone looking at a lunatic, Feng Ling'er recalled, "Weren't you with a girl named Qingqing before?"

Ziyu immediately became cautious and said, "That's what the Murong brothers said."

"He even told you that?" Ziyu looked at Feng Ling'er with a wary gaze.

Feng Ling'er wore a disgusted expression and said, "What do you mean 'told me'? He insisted on telling us, and we had to listen to him going on about endless regrets."

"Did Qingqing tell you that she's actually the Murong brothers' half-sister?" Feng Ling'er asked.

Hearing this, Ziyu revealed a shocked expression and said, "How is that possible!"

Feng Ling'er couldn't help but mock, "I might as well tell you, I'm also the Murong brothers' half-sister, and you probably are too."

Ziyu stood there, as if struck by lightning.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Feng Ling'er continued, "You don't know about the Murong brothers practicing demonic swordsmanship? Qingqing is probably the most extreme; she became good friends with you and even wanted to match you with the Murong brothers. Who knows what she's thinking."

"Oh right, aren't you good at writing books? Maybe this plot is even more exciting than the books you write."

Seeing Ziyu's shocked and fearful expression, Feng Ling'er became more and more excited as she spoke.

As a result, Ziyu suddenly took out a piece of paper and a pen, and quickly started writing.

"You're right, this kind of plot would definitely be quite exciting if put into a book. You're called Feng Ling'er, right? I'll arrange a role for you."

She had just been looking tense and fearful, but when it came to writing, she immediately calmed down, possessing a kind of thoughtful beauty.

In a way, it felt like Duan the Old Devil's world-shaking wisdom was turning.

After a while, she returned to normal and said, "But I still don't believe what you said. He can't be my brother."

Shen Ying analyzed for her, "Then why would he run away when he saw you and Qingqing together?"

Ziyu replied, "Maybe he's afraid of Qingqing, not me."

Feng Ling'er said, "Then tell me, when you first met him, did you feel that he was a good person, with a kind of hazy beauty? It was like a layer of fog, making him very attractive.

If you really like him, then can you tell me how many moles he has on his face?"

At this point, Ziyu broke out in a sweat.

Because she really couldn't remember how many moles the Murong brother had on his face, or rather, she couldn't quite remember the very specific details of the Murong brother's appearance.

She only felt that he was a good person and very attractive to her.

Hearing this, even Duan the Old Devil was surprised.

He had never heard Feng Ling'er describe the Murong brother before, but it sounded like he was an incomprehensible eldritch god.

Cthulhu?

It could only be said that the Green Saber Old Devil was worthy of being the Green Saber Old Devil, even his image gave people a sense of abstraction.

Ziyu couldn't help but say in anguish, "No, what to do? If he really is my brother, then I definitely won't be able to stand it, it'll be very painful, I'll even want to chop him!"

Yes, chop him, dismember him into eight pieces, and then bury them in different places.

As she spoke, complex emotions flashed in her eyes.

Duan Yun even felt that there was a shadow of Qingyu in them.

As a result, Ziyu discovered that Feng Ling'er and Shen Ying were both looking at Duan Yun.

The only man present.

A man who was very handsome and probably had ideas about her for a long time.

Duan Yun flicked his sleeves, revealing the demeanor of a benevolent doctor, and said, "Girl, you are sick, and I happen to be a doctor."

Ziyu asked doubtfully, "Can you cure me?"

Duan Yun nodded.

"Can you cure my pain?"

Duan Yun nodded again.

"You, you must have bad intentions. If you cure me, you'll definitely make me repay you with my body, right?" Ziyu said, looking as if she had seen through Duan Yun.

Feng Ling'er interrupted her and said, "You want to repay him with your body? Please line up, thank you."

"Line up?" Ziyu asked in confusion.

"Quite a few people have been cured by him, and more than just you want to repay him with your body. I think you'll have to wait until your next life."

"Be a beast of burden in your next life, don't mess around in this life," Feng Ling'er suggested.

Duan Yun also felt that Ziyu was very ill, not only mentally ill, but also disgusting, and couldn't help but sigh quietly.

It seemed that after the Murong brothers came back and signed the document, he would have to drag them to the cellar for a good treatment!

At this time, the Murong brothers were still in the carriage, acting as escorts.

This time, he was doing very well, and his relationship with Miss Ning Qing was close. To show off, he fired the coachman and was single-handedly riding the horse while chatting with Ning Qing.

It must be said that once he regained his confidence, the Murong brother's old-hand qualities were revealed. He boasted to the other party and made the anecdotes of the Jianghu interesting, causing Miss Ning Qing to laugh constantly.

As a result, suddenly, as if a gust of wind blew, a steed darted out from the side.

At first glance, no one was on the black steed. It seemed to be running wildly on its own, and in a blink of an eye, it was level with the Murong brothers' carriage.

Suddenly, a child crawled out from under the horse's belly and snatched the Biyue saber from the Murong brother's saddle.

"Thief!"

This horse was obviously trained. After a successful attack, it suddenly turned around and disappeared into the nearby forest.

Ning Qing said anxiously, "Your knife!"

Although the Murong brother was also a little anxious, he still drove the horse and said, "Don't worry."

"Why don't you chase the thief?" Ning Qing asked anxiously.

"That horse is well-trained, and the person who shot is also a powerful veteran, at least a Tongyou realm thief, with excellent escape skills. I can't catch up with a carriage," the Murong brother explained.

"Then you can ride a horse alone," Ning Qing suggested.

"No, if I ride a horse alone, you'll be unprotected. It's very likely that this is a diversion tactic," the Murong brother analyzed.

Ning Qing was temporarily in complex emotions and could only hold his sleeve and said gratefully, "You are so nice to me."

Although it was just holding the sleeve, the Murong brother immediately had a feeling of being held all over, with a face of joy and determination: "Aning, I will definitely escort you well!"

He had been bragging a few days ago that the knife was with him, and the knife died with him, saying that the Biyue knife was one of the most important things in his life, because it represented his deep friendship with Duan Yun.

At this moment, it was just a knife.

Could a knife be more important than a beautiful girl?

However, after using the saber for so long, and slashing out "Endless Regrets", it was still a bit reluctant and sentimental.

The road ahead was a bit bumpy, and the Murong brother pulled the reins to slow down the horse.

As a result, the black horse returned.

"Damn it, you want to come again?"

The Murong brother's muscles were all tense.

On the back of the black horse, the "child" who had stolen the knife before revealed his figure. It turned out to be a dwarf with black hair all over his body.

His fingers were thick and short, almost the same length, but gave a particularly flexible feeling.

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Seeing the Murong brother, the dwarf quickly arched his hands and said, "May I ask if it is Green, Murong young hero!"

The Murong brother said, "Knowing it's me, you dare to come again?"

"Dare not! Little one's dog eyes do not know heroes, offended young hero, please forgive me."

Saying that, the dwarf put the Biyue knife back on the saddle honestly.

Seeing the Murong brother still staring at himself, the black dwarf gritted his teeth and put down a cloth bag, saying, "Many offenses, please forgive me."

After that, he walked away while apologizing sincerely.

The Murong brother opened the cloth bag and found that it was several ingots of gold.

Seeing the Biyue knife lost and recovered, and a bag of gold, the Murong brother was still a little confused.

Even a little shocked, like a dream.

Seeing this scene, Ning Qing couldn't help but admire: "I didn't expect your fame to be so great, the other party not only returns the knife, but also apologizes."

The Murong brother couldn't help but straighten his back and said, "A little fame."

Ning Qing said excitedly: "Did you expect them to do this long ago, that's why you were so calm just now."

The Murong brother quickly said, "Of course."

I expected a bird.

He really did not expect that this knife would now have such power.

If he guessed right, the one who stole the knife just now was "Ghost Thief Black Earth", who was a famous figure on the Green Forest Road.

After the carriage, Ghost Thief Black Earth's horse had already stopped. Behind him, several horses quickly gathered around.

"Old Black, what are you doing? You don't want such a fat sheep, but you want to distribute wealth," a bald head complained.

Black Earth murmured: "Damn it, you didn't see clearly, you didn't recognize that it was the Biyue knife."

"What's wrong with the Biyue knife? This knife is very valuable," the bald head continued to complain.

"Don't you know that this knife comes from the Su family in Jinan Prefecture?" Black Earth said.

"Although the Su family is powerful, but so far away, why should I, Lei Lao Mountain, be afraid of them?" The bald Lei Lao Mountain looked quite arrogant.

"Then do you know that this knife was later obtained by the Thousand Faces Immortal Sect, and the Thousand Faces Immortal Sect was killed by Duan the Old Demon with his people, and gave this knife to his good friend Green Knife Old Demon?" Black Earth said eloquently.

At this time, Lei Lao Mountain finally showed a surprised expression and said, "You mean, the one just now was Green Knife Old Demon?"

"Besides him, who else," Black Earth said.

Lei Lao San was still not convinced and said, "Although my wife is in someone else's bed, I know she still cares about me. She asked me for silver a few days ago. I think that's enough. My wife has been in someone else's bed, why should I be afraid of Green Knife Old Demon?"

Black Earth was surprised: "Brother, why didn't you tell me about this good thing? When will my sister-in-law come to visit me?"

"Get out! No matter how it rotates, it won't be your turn, you black dwarf! I just want to say, you are afraid of Green Knife Old Demon's sword energy, but I am not afraid," Lei Lao San said.

"What about Duan the Old Demon? Not to mention that he is petty and likes to kill the whole family, just turning you into a woman, and Green Knife Old Demon chopping your wife with a knife, if your wife has you in her heart, in order to survive, she will definitely ask you to be slept with, then wouldn't the feminized you be cheaper for our brothers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Lao San found that Black Earth and the others were staring at him, and couldn't help but feel terrified, and said with emotion: "This old demon is indeed not to be messed with."

This kind of thing is terrifying to think about.

The four people reached a consensus and approved of Black Earth's approach.

It can only be said that Duan the Old Demon and Green Knife Old Demon are attacking together, I am afraid that Da Luo Jinxian will shake his head directly.

As a result, two snow-white carriages passed by.

The carriages looked very immortal, and the women sitting inside looked very immortal, but only if you could only see their faces.

Because they looked exquisite and beautiful, under the faces that looked like little fairies, there were fat bodies like meat mountains.

Just the ravines formed by the grease on their bellies could drown people.

This is also the reason why two large snow-white carriages only sat two people.

"Big Meat Bodhisattva?" Black Earth said in surprise.

As a result, as soon as these two carriages left, a big man came behind.

The big man's skin was bronze, his height was more than ten feet, and he looked mighty and majestic, like a bronze tower.

But a blue-clothed Taoist was riding on his neck.

This Taoist rode this man's posture like a child riding a big horse, but his temperament was out of the dust, giving a sense of immortality.

"Ba Mountain Taoist?" Lei Lao San said in surprise.

As a result, the Taoist had not been riding the big man for long, and two horses came behind.

Two horses with blood-red colors, and two people in blood-red clothes sitting on them.

From here, their hair was also red, as if they were integrated with the horse under their crotch, as if they were "centaurs."

And when they got closer, you would find that they each lacked an eye and half a nose, like evil ghosts.

"Red Ghost?"

Soon, these two horses also disappeared on the road ahead.

In just a cup of tea, three groups of masters came.

The three groups were all extremely terrible and difficult guys.

The forces of these people were all over the world, how did they all get here.

"Earth Brother, how do they feel like they are going in the direction of Green Knife Old Demon?" Someone asked.

Black Earth's eyes lit up and said: "Could it be that these people are all coming for Green Knife Old Demon?"

Old Lei Mountain exclaimed excitedly, "Doesn't that mean there's a good show to watch?"

"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up!"

"Little Qin, quickly go and get Grandpa's melon seeds and walnuts!"

For a moment, the eyes of all four were filled with bloodthirsty emotion.

There's a spectacle to behold!