Murong Chunyu resumed his position as the leader of the Tianquan Sect. Under the leadership of the new sect leader Wan Yu, all the disciples of the Wuling Sect respectfully congratulated Murong Chunyu.
There were many people present, and Murong Chunyu said to Wan Yu: "Master Wan, in fact, after this incident, both the Gui and I factions have undergone earth-shaking changes overtly and covertly. Naturally, you know very well that the current world is not peaceful.
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"There are many forces fighting with each other in Yuqing City. If one day our two factions meet in the rivers and lakes, we must remember not to hurt the harmony."
Wan Yu nodded repeatedly and said: "Master Murong, there is no need for you to worry about this. Your Tianquan Sect and our Wuling Sect are supposed to be one with each other. If the former sect leader Wang Qiuxue did not have any relationship with Master Murong,
If you have a falling out, the disciples of Wulingmen and I should call you uncle."
Murong Chunyu nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Although we in the Central Plains martial arts world pay attention to seniority in everything, we don't need to be so fussy about courtesy."
Wan Yu has now become the new head of the Wuling Sect. The burden on his shoulders is very heavy. Now that all the relevant matters, big and small, have been settled, there is no need for Wan Yu and his disciples to stay any longer.
, Dang even went down the mountain one after another.
Heading towards the uncertain and unknown road ahead.
After Wan Yu and others left, only Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu were left in the Tianquan Sect's cave.
Murong Chunyu sat on the throne of the head of the Tianquan Sect, slowly stretched out his jade hand, and said softly to Zhao Rui: "Ms. sir, when the two of us left the Big Bear Mountain earlier, do you still remember it now?
What did you say?"
Zhao Rui sat next to Murong Chunyu and slowly shook his head to show his ignorance.
Murong Chunyu leaned her head on Zhao Rui's shoulder and said with a soft smile: "At that time, you said that once it was time to avenge Wang Po, you would take me back to Dashang. Have you forgotten it?"
Zhao Rui suddenly understood and said with a smile: "Of course I remember it. Why, Head Murong, are you willing to give up everything in Tianquan Sect for me, Zhao Rui?"
When Wan Yu and the others had not come down the mountain just now, Murong Chunyu looked like a great master of the sect, but now she is like a little woman who stays in the Xiang Pavilion all day long. She is gentle, soft and waxy, and has a beautiful face. I feel pity for him.
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Zhao Rui hugged Murong Chunyu tightly. Murong Chunyu's heart was naturally as warm as spring, and he did not answer Zhao Rui's question immediately.
She raised her head and looked at everything in the hall in front of her.
This place where she has never left even half a step since she was a child, this place where her ancestor has devoted her whole life, has finally come to an end.
Once upon a time, Murong Chunyu swore to his ancestor that he would definitely devote his whole life to the Tianquan Sect.
Precious youth, and priceless years.
Murong Chunyu had kept this promise for twenty years. Never had he thought that one day he would meet the prince charming he was destined to have in his life, and he would break the agreement he had kept for many years and leave the Tianquan Sect.
In fact, it was not difficult for Zhao Rui to bring Murong Chunyu back to Dashang. He was already a very popular minister in Dashang. Besides, the emperor of Dashang was also his head wife.
Apart from the territory and imperial power of Dashang, what else could Zhao Rui not rely on?
It's just that Zhao Rui is very clear about the importance of Tianquan Sect to Murong Chunyu. Murong Chunyu has never left Tianquan Sect for so many years. Now that Murong Chunyu has to leave here because of him, it is really a disservice to Murong Chunyu.
Some are too difficult.
After half an hour, Murong Chunyu finally made up his mind and decided to follow Zhao Rui down the mountain.