Gusu City.

This is one of the most prosperous cities in the south of the Song Dynasty, and the Murong family is actually the most powerful family in Gusu City.

How powerful are they?

There is a saying that goes.

It is said that the people here may not know who the city lord and master of Gusu City, their surnames and names, or they may not know who the current emperor is sitting in the Golden Palace.

But, you just need to...they mentioned this Gusu Murong family.

That's definitely familiar.

Because the Gusu Murong family is the movable type sign in the entire Gusu city and the martial arts world.

And now...

It was just a sign of living, but now it has rebelled, burned, killed and plundered all the way, and attacked their city lord's mansion, chopped off their city lord's head, and hung it on the city tower at the gate.

Murong Fu was full of energy at this time.

He sat upright on the throne that symbolized the authority of the city lord.

I've been waiting until now, and I'm still in a trance.

Because everything I have obtained in front of me is a bit too simple.

Cool?

Of course it's very cool.

But he also felt a little ridiculous because he was unable to exert some effort.

Um.

There are some regrets.

I, Murong Fu, is a hero who is as famous as Bei Qiao Feng, but why did he suddenly become... an optional pawn after just a few days?

His old man.

His father's father.

And those little kids who were suddenly recruited by his brother, who were said to be allies, have not even grown all their hair, but they have already claimed to be... They are the great master of martial arts, the great master of celestial phenomena, and even some people are like his grandfather... On an equal footing, they are a real old monster in the realm of heaven and man.

"I, Murong Fu, are not convinced."

So he was only a little bit short of it and was pinched to death with one finger.

"Son!"

"We have to learn to endure."

It's Murong Bo.

It's him.

This old guy almost glanced at him and saw through his precious son's heart.

Because of him, Murong Bo.

I was also a little confused!

It is also thanks to his forbearance over the past twenty years, otherwise he would have been so depressed that he would have vomited blood.

You think about it!

When a person is restored for the so-called restoration of the country.

He endured humiliation and burdened him.

He abandoned his wife and children.

He sneaked and like a mouse in a gutter, he ran to the temple to learn martial arts secretly, and he had been secretly learning for more than twenty years.

How to say it.

In the past twenty years, it has been completely dark.

Moreover, just when he thought that his efforts were actually worth it, suddenly another person who was more tolerant than him ran out to tell him.

"Son-smash... In fact, all you have done in the past few years is useless..."

"Because you have me!"

"And yours is even more tolerant than you."

"Look... you, I... are almost as strong as the strongest man in the Heavenly Realm."

Can you imagine Murong Bo's expression at that time?

"puff…"

"I know, father, I can stand it."

"Isn't the tradition of our Gusu Murong family just forbearance?"

"I know."

At this moment, Murong Fu raised his head and suddenly felt a little sour in his nose.

"Um."

"This is my good son of Murong Bo."

Murong Bo also nodded.

He couldn't bear it and raised his head high.

To avoid being exposed by the baby son in front of him and seeing his red eyes.

Why did it become like this?

It was obviously a good family, but they wanted to live as orphans one by one.

That's what I am.

The same is true for my son.

Hate!

How can you not hate it?

However, in order to restore the country and for the sake of the world, I endure it.

The father and son were speechless.

But soon, they cheered up again.

I heard Murong Bo say, "Fu'er, there is one thing that my father doesn't know if he should tell you?"

"Is it about my cousin?"

Murong Fu also said.

"Um."

Murong Bo nodded.

"Actually, you don't have to tell me, I can roughly guess whether someone wants to play a cousin again?"

Murong Fu looked disdainful.

"snort!"

"One, even the hair has not grown all over..."

He had actually seen it a long time ago. On the day when his cousin Wang Yuyan came to find him, those little kids who claimed to be masters of martial arts and great masters of the celestial phenomena seemed to have transformed into evil spirits and saw the beauty, but they didn't think about their bodies, so they were a little bigger.

"Ahem..."

"Fu'er, it's not what you think."

Murong Bo's expression was also a little amused and crying.

He was also present at the time, so he naturally felt it.

However, those guys looked young, but they were all guests of his father Murong Longcheng, so he didn't have much to say.

and…

"I want to tell you that your cousin has a very difficult identity, and it is not what you imagined... She is very likely that even the identity of the Wang family's legitimate daughter is fake..."

"What, is the identity of my cousin fake?"

"This is impossible. I grew up with my cousin childhood sweetheart. I know the best when and what she looks like. How could it be fake?"

Murong Fu, anyway, was one hundred people who didn’t believe it.

How is this possible?

It's simply nonsense.

"My father, can you be sowed by the insults of those strange people?"
To be continued...