After Guijian disappeared, Yang Feng also left the mysterious space. After Guijian left, he didn't know who would appear on the bamboo raft next time. He didn't know how many powerful people at the top of the world were imprisoned in the mysterious space.
As soon as he woke up, Yang Feng saw Murong Fu circling around anxiously. Not far away, the sword slave and more than a dozen of Murong Fu's servants were holding down three people who were responsible for guarding Murong Fu and a Murong tribesman he had never seen before.
"You finally woke up?"
Murong Fu, who had been paying attention to the battle situation, fell into a deep sleep when he saw Yang Feng return to the ground. He immediately signaled the sword slave who had just captured the person to take action. More than a dozen people dealt with three of them plus the sword slave who suddenly took action. The three of them had no chance at all.
The time to react was taken away.
Seeing that Yang Feng's breathing was steady and his body was not injured, Murong Fu calmed down and watched over him. Maybe it was just that Yang Feng had consumed too much and fell into a deep sleep.
"I'm fine, who is that person?"
Yang Feng asked, pointing to the captured Murong tribesmen.
"Murong Sen's people, Murong Chi broke up with us because he was causing trouble. Keeping him may have other uses."
Yang Feng nodded. He had no interest in intervening in how Murong Fu planned to solve the problem with the Murong clan. As long as Murong Fu was fine, he was too lazy to meddle in other people's affairs. He would pursue a higher and farther peak, and protecting Yang Yuling was his only mission in this life.
Target.
"Let's go, you're ready to go back."
The mystery of the world's destruction has been solved, and the means he coveted to ban magic weapons and Yuan arts have come to nothing. There is nothing worth cherishing and exploring in this broken world.
The majority of the Murong tribe had basically been wiped out. Murong Fu could suppress them all on his own. Whether it was the Broken World or the Imperial Capital, the final outcome was already doomed.
When Murong Fu and his party returned to the Murong tribe, the old, weak, women and children looked at Murong Fu and Yang Feng with fear on their faces. In this cruel world, they were used to the tragedy of genocide, and the losing side had no choice.
The right to speak.
Standing in the square of the Murong Clan, Murong Fu looked at the fearful eyes of the people below, took a deep breath and said: "Clan Chief Murong Chi and others paid the price with their lives in order to explore the truth about the destruction of this world. It was they who used their lives to
I have protected the last piece of pure land for the survival of the ethnic group. After today, I will erect a monument here. On it, I will record every warrior who sacrificed his life for the ethnic group. You don’t need to panic. I am also a Murong tribe member and will not kill you all.
The last chance of survival for our kindred."
As soon as he finished the last sentence, a burst of surprised cheers erupted from below. Murong Fu's ability to let them go was beyond everyone's imagination.
"However, I must clarify that it was not me who massacred Murong Ming and the other twenty-three warriors. I believe you all know this person."
Murong Fu raised his hand, and the sword slave pushed out a man covered in wounds.
"Murong Zha! It's Murong Zha!"
People who were familiar with him immediately shouted, and others also frowned. Murong Zha was the survivor who chased Yang Feng and Murong Fu's team. Murong Chi gathered the warriors of the clan and even invited the Murong clan to press the magic weapon at the bottom of the box.
He believed Murong Zha's words and avenged Murong Ming and others.
If what Murong Zha told was a lie, he would be the only sinner if the elite of the Murong tribe killed him.
"Tell them who you are!"
The sword slave's one-handed heavy sword directly hit Murong Zha's body, and the heavy vitality directly knocked Murong Zha away.
"Ahem, you can't do anything to me, otherwise the head of the Murong family won't let you go!"
Murong Zha screamed in fear, and in an instant everyone understood that the Murong Zha in front of them was actually someone arranged by the Murong family in the imperial capital.
"Impossible! I have watched Murong Zha grow up. He will never betray the clan!"
An old man tapped his cane on the ground excitedly, looking in disbelief.
"If it were Murong Zha, it would be true, but unfortunately he is not."
The sword slave took advantage of the situation and slashed horizontally with the heavy sword. The vitality attached to the sword brushed Murong Zha's face. The rough face was dissolved by the vitality, revealing his true face, the disguise technique!
As an assassin trained by Murong Sen, it is natural for him to be able to use disguise as a simple deception. When Murong Ming died, Murong Chi was in chaos. The dead warriors who entered the Broken World with Murong Ming simply disguised themselves to conceal the anger and rage.
Murong Chi, then the scene before him happened.
"kill him!"
Seeing that the person in front of them was not Murong Zha, the anger of all the Murong clan members burned to the peak at this moment. The originally prosperous Murong clan completely declined because of one person's lies. The elite of the clan were wiped out, and the disaster of annihilation was imminent.
, the Murong tribesmen wish they could eat their flesh alive.
"Take it down and hand it over to the Murong tribe."
Murong Fu didn't bother to care about the fate of the dead soldiers. His only role was to calm the anger of the Murong clan. After all, the clan's elite had been wiped out. This kind of anger needed an outlet to vent. Murong Fu didn't want to be the unlucky guy who took the blame.
Feeling that the eyes of everyone in the square had softened a lot, Murong Fu took the opportunity to continue: "I don't want to be enemies with you. To be honest, I am also a victim. I was exiled here by the Murong family. Since we have the same goal, we should continue.
The agreement reached between me and Patriarch Murong."
An elderly Murong clan elder came out and looked at Murong Fu in confusion and asked: "The Murong clan has no warriors left, so we can't help you."
"It's just for now. I hope that the Murong clan can be my strongest support in the future. In exchange, I will take the Murong clan members who are willing to leave outside to learn the use of Yuan arts and magic weapons, and I will bring the Murong clan members of the imperial capital who want to live here.
People are brought in to achieve the integration of the two families."
"What's the meaning?"
The old man looked at Murong Fu with a confused expression.
"In the future, there will be no distinction between the Murong clan or the Murong family. There will only be the existence of the Murong clan. I will invest part of my resources here for everyone to practice. There is no longer a curse that prohibits magic weapons and Yuanshu in this world!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. The curse of being unable to use magic weapons and magic weapons in the broken world has been going on for too long. If they were not connected with Murong Sen, they would have forgotten these two things.
Looking at the whispering crowd below, Murong Fu showed a satisfied smile.
He was shocked for a long time when he knew that the curse that prohibited the use of magic weapons and Yuan Shu had disappeared. However, the words came from Yang Feng's mouth, and the fact that the sword slave could indeed display his original strength made him feel relieved.
Come.
The reason is that Yang Feng just said that the root cause of the destruction of the world has been completely eradicated. This world is no different from the outside world except that it is dead, has no continuous supply of spiritual energy, and has no natural treasures.
"Okay, we promise to cooperate with you, but we can't help you with the matter of seizing the initiative of the Murong family. Now that only the old, weak, sick and disabled are left in the clan, there is no way to form an effective combat force. Sending them out is nothing more than letting them die."
"Of course there is no problem. The sword slave will stay here to protect your safety before I take control of the Murong family."
The sword slaves who have recovered their cultivation have mastered the heaven-level Yuan Shu given by Yang Feng. There are few opponents in Tianbian. The Broken World cannot bear the entry of people from the Tongxu realm because it is already dead. If there are sword slaves in charge, they are the Murong Sen sect.
It won't help if people come in.
Murong Fu spent the whole day bargaining with the old man to discuss the future development direction. After experiencing the Murong Chi incident, Murong Fu made great concessions in all aspects during the negotiation, except for the control of the Murong tribe who would become successful practitioners in the future.
, any Murong tribe member needs to swear allegiance to Murong Fu for thirty years. If he breaks the oath, he will suffer the pain of backlash from his true intentions.
True meaning represents the rules of the world. True meaning oaths will have no effect in this broken world, but anyone who violates true meaning oaths outside this place will suffer the backlash of true meaning. Ordinary people will not swear by true meaning. The risk is too great.
After settling the matter of the Murong clan, Murong Fu came to the small room where Yang Feng rested. In order not to disturb Yang Feng's recovery, Murong Fu specially arranged a remote cabin for him. There were sword slaves and two servants outside the door to protect him.
It was impossible for anyone to disturb Yang Feng.
"Have you decided?"
Inside the room, Yang Feng closed his eyes and asked.
Murong Fu gritted his teeth, his expression changed from his previous domineering look and showed some struggle and pain.
The matter of the Broken World has been resolved, and the next thing he has to face is Murong Sen, the biological father in his impression.
Although Murong Sen has been taking advantage of it and even sent people to hunt him down, the kindness of raising him has to be repaid. Murong Sen cannot be bypassed in order to seize power. As a die-hard loyalist of the second prince, Murong Sen will never give up power.
Come out, the final decision waiting for Murong Fu will be Murong Sen's life or death.
"I have no idea."
After a while, Murong Fu was like a frustrated ball and gave an answer that Yang Feng already knew.
"When you go out and face all this, reality will give you the answer."
Yang Feng said nonchalantly.
Yang Feng will not interfere in this matter. Murong Fu is not a flower in the greenhouse. He must grow up now. He can save him when he is in danger, but he will never help him make choices.
"Let's leave first. Is the passage you came in still usable?"
Murong Fu asked in a low voice. He didn't want to face Murong Sen directly as soon as he went out.
"Can."
The eldest prince has more than one drop of essence and blood. Now the Broken World can use magic weapons and magic, and formations are no exception. He can arrange formations by himself to open the passage to the academy.
"That's good……"
After sending Murong Fu away, Yang Feng closed his eyes again, and his consciousness sank into the mysterious space. Calculating the time, the new guest on the bamboo raft should have appeared, but he didn't know what kind of monster it was.
On the bamboo raft in the mysterious space, Yang Feng saw a familiar figure as soon as he appeared.
"It's him?"
Yang Feng's expression turned bitter, and the mysterious space seemed to be making fun of him.
"You finally came."
A cold voice sounded with a mocking tone, and the familiar figure beside the bamboo raft slowly turned around...
