Zongwu: Give you a chance and get a 10,000 times critical hit return!

The golden orange cat turned his head away proudly. What is this? It's a piece of cake!

At this time, Xiao Zhao pulled the corner of his clothes, blinked, and said in a baby voice: "Big brother, can you be my godfather?"

Chapter 114: Tianlong's No. 1 Jungler Murong Bo, my family is gone? !

The unexpected property found in Murong's home made Zhao Wuxian happy for a while.

It's not surprising that the Murong family has these properties.

The Murong family was once wealthy.

Is it difficult to save up a million dollars?

What surprised Zhao Wuxian was Zhao Shiji.

Zhao Shiji returned home and held a small family meeting. Only the old lady, him, and Zhao Wuxian attended the meeting.

At the meeting, he announced his decision to become a monk and expressed his true feelings one by one.

Although the old lady had expected this, she couldn't help but feel sad and relieved at this moment.

What’s sad is Zhao Shiji’s experience, so painful!

The good news is that he was truly liberated and found inner peace.

Zhao Wuxian didn't expect that the visit to the cemetery would give Zhao Shiji such a great stimulation that he directly entered the "sage" mode.

Good fortune and misfortune are interdependent, life is unpredictable, it is nothing more than this.

The old lady and Zhao Wuxian had no choice but to support his idea.

When we live in this world, instead of wallowing in pain, why not pursue our inner self?

To Lao Zhao, the wealth and glory in the eyes of others may not be as good as plain tea and food and the peace and tranquility in his heart.

However, when Old Zhao learned about Zhao Wuxian's wedding, he put becoming a monk on the back burner.

"If I become a monk before your wedding, there will inevitably be people in this world who will be suspicious of me, which will be detrimental to your reputation."

After Zhao Shiji calmed down, his IQ returned and he occupied the high ground.

Although he is a soft-hearted person and a little afraid of his wife, when he is the head of the family to outsiders, he is thoughtful and careful in his work and nothing goes wrong.

"It just so happens that I can announce my surrender to you in public on your wedding day, which can dispel some rumors."

Zhao Shiji looked at this second son who seemed quite unfamiliar to him.

Come to think of it, he and I haven't had a face-to-face conversation for more than ten years since his mother passed away.

It’s normal to feel unfamiliar.

However, Zhao Shiji was still very pleased and said, "You have been smart since childhood, and now you have abilities that ordinary people cannot match. It is inevitable that you have some ambitions, but you must remember that you must go with the flow and not go against the flow!"

Zhao WuXian nodded.

"Also, you need to have a pair of discerning eyes to identify people. Outsiders can be used, but they cannot be trusted completely. Emperor Gaozu of Han was able to gather the wind and clouds because he was good at using people."

"You should also pay attention to our family members!"

"Your second uncle Zhao Shiliang is a greedy man with small ideas but no big plans. If he asks you for help, don't help him!"

"Your third uncle Zhao Shizhen, although he has a bad relationship with me, he is a calm person with great talents. The Jingguo Mansion does not want to live off its resources, so you can talk to him!"

"When the other family members see that you are rich and powerful, they will inevitably want to get close to you, so you have to be careful."

"I will go back to my hometown in Huating in two days. I think someone has already done something under the banner of the Jingguo Mansion."

"Father will take care of these people for you first!"

What is Jianghu?

Do you want to take revenge?

No, it's the ways of the world.

What is life?

Is it free and easy?

No, it’s about family matters.

As long as people live in this world, they will inevitably deal with outsiders, family members, friends, enemies, and lovers.

This is the worldly life and the atmosphere of the red dust.

Even the great monks of Buddhism are not immune to this. Let alone the great monks, wouldn't even the Buddha have to fight for a stick of incense?

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

The moon is bright, the clouds are light and the stars are sparse.

The breeze that blows from time to time dances the shadows under the branches.

Along the shore of Lake Taihu in Suzhou.

There are four major villages.

They are Qingyun Manor of Deng Baichuan, Chixia Manor of Gong Zhiqian, Jinfeng Manor of Bao Bu Tong, and Xuanshuang Manor of Feng Boye.

The four manors have always been headed by the Murong family and have always regarded themselves as servants of the Murong family.

But Bao Bu Tong was killed by Murong Fu, which chilled everyone's heart.

Golden Wind Manor.

Today is the day when Bao Bu Tong will be buried.

The Bao family was filled with sorrow and crying.

After a busy day, Deng Baichuan, Gong Zhigan, and Feng Bo'e gathered in the mourning hall and looked at the place where the coffin was previously placed.

The four great Zhuangzi are of the same blood.

Unlike Bao, the three of them were not sworn brothers, but they were sworn brothers who shared life and death and were as close as family members.

Deng Baichuan sighed deeply.

He took out a short Qiang flute, put it to his lips and started playing.

The sound of the flute was full of grief, indignation and excitement.

in the night.

The winding sound of the flute spread far away, like the blood-crying cuckoo, the wine entering the sad heart, filled with endless sadness.

"Third brother, you died unjustly!"

Feng Bo wiped his tears and gritted his teeth, "We are so loyal to Murong Fu, who could have thought, who could have thought, he is not a human being!"

He pulled out his knife and said coldly, "I must kill him and avenge my third brother!"

"Fourth brother, no!"

Deng Baichuan stopped him and said, "We have always been servants of the Murong family. How dare we offend you, Master?"

Gong Zhiqian nodded and said, "We have sworn to Mr. Murong that we will do our best to help you restore the Great Yan and glorify the Murong family. If we kill Murong Fu, wouldn't we be disloyal?"

Feng Bo was as vicious as fire, and said, "Two brothers, why bother to speak for him? How can he be worthy of the old gentleman by treating someone else as his father?"

Deng Baichuan shook his head and said, "What's the point of killing Murong Fu now? He's just alive!"

He just finished speaking.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my shoulders.

In the mourning hall, a figure appeared at some point.

"Fuer, what's wrong with Fuer?"

The hoarse and cold tone revealed a hint of anxiety and concern.

"Who?!"

Deng Baichuan was shocked and slapped back with his hand.

Gong Zhiqian and Feng Bo'e attacked at the same time, their internal energy surging out, attacking the man in black.

call!

As the white curtain of the mourning hall fluttered, the moves of Deng Baichuan, Gong Zhiqian and Feng Bo'e all shifted towards each other.

"The stars have changed?!"

The three of them were shocked.

They are too familiar with this move.

It was the Murong family's "The Change of Stars", but it was more skillful and powerful than Murong Fu's.

The three of them withdrew their attacks at the same time, their internal energy came to a sudden stop, rebounding upon themselves. They each groaned and took a step back.

They all looked at the man in black who was holding Deng Baichuan's shoulders.

He was dressed in black, his aura was faint, and as he stared with his eyes, one could only feel a sense of pressure.

innate!

This is actually a congenital master!

Using "The Stars Are Turning", Xiantian...

“Zhao Wuxian?”

Gong Zhiqian snorted coldly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What Zhao Wuxian? Tell me quickly, what happened to Fuer?" The man in black snorted coldly.

Deng Baichuan was startled, and suddenly his body trembled. He said excitedly: "Old man, you are the old man?! Are you still alive?"

"what?"

Gong Zhiqian and Feng Boye exclaimed at the same time and looked at the man in black.

The "old gentleman" that Deng Baichuan addressed was naturally only that one person, the previous head of the Murong family, Murong Bo!

They stared, shocked.