"Really?" Yang Yanrong was noncommittal, shook his head, stared at Murong Fu in front of him, and said, "You are too confident!"
Murong Fu smiled slightly, raised his cup, and said, "Brother Yang, you are indeed my greatest enemy in life. Come and drink to this!"
Yang Yanrong put the cup on the table, laughed, and said softly: "Murong Fu, I just said that people are too confident, and this is indeed true! In fact, I have never regarded you as a rival at all.
No, not now, and never in the future. To be my opponent, haha, you are not worthy!"
The smile on Murong Fu's face froze, but soon disappeared. He sighed and said, "That's such a shame! Brother Yang, I only have one wish now, that is, you can let my parents go."
, how about leaving the rest of the Murong family at your disposal?"
"Are you begging me?" Yang Yanrong played with the cup in front of him and said with a smile.
Murong Fu laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "No, you are wrong. I, Murong Fu, have never asked for help in my life, including this time. It's just that they are my parents, and as a son, I naturally hope that they can live well.
Some. It would be better if Brother Yang can agree. If he doesn't agree, it doesn't matter. At worst, it will only cost two more lives."
"Well said, let's have a drink for your words!" Yang Yanrong raised the cup in his hand and clinked it with Murong Fu. The two looked at each other and laughed.
After finishing the wine, Murong Fu added another glass for him, then filled it for himself. Putting down the wine bottle, he looked at the group of women behind Yang Yanrong and sighed: "Brother Yang, I'm actually very jealous of you!"
With such a large group of stunningly beautiful women by your side, even an ordinary person can live a happy life!"
Yang Yanrong agreed with this point and said with a smile: "That's right. In fact, sometimes I also envy myself. Brother Murong, since you think so, why don't you stay in Jiangnan peacefully and be your Murong
Where is the happy king of our family? With your wealth and appearance, I guess there will be many beautiful heroines who favor you. As long as you are willing, you will not end up on this dead end today, don't you think?"
"It's hard!" Murong Fu smiled bitterly and said: "I, the Murong family, are from the Xianbei clan. Since Dayan was destroyed, for hundreds of years, countless sons and daughters of the Murong family have been burdened with the burden of 'restoring Dayan'.
Countless ancestors have succeeded one after another, and it was not until my generation that I got this opportunity, but then I happened to meet a freak like you! To be honest, if you didn’t have Brother Yang in this world, this Zhao Song Jiangshan would have to change his surname to Murong."
Yang Yanrong shook his head and waved behind him. The girls were stunned for a moment. Sang Yuchu quickly reacted and pulled a group of girls back quickly, staying far away until they could no longer see their shadows.
Then he stopped walking.
Murong Fu said "hmm", looked at Yang Yanrong in surprise, and said with a smile: "What? Does Brother Yang have any other shameful deeds that you want to tell me in private?"
"No!" Yang Yanrong shook his head again and said seriously: "Brother Murong, I want to correct your point of view. Even without me, Yang Yanrong, your restoration of Dayan would be nothing more than a dream. This is a mission that can never be completed!
"
"Is it possible that Brother Yang still predicts the future?" Murong Fu laughed and burst into laughter.
Yang Yanrong stared at Murong Fu until he couldn't laugh anymore, and then slowly said: "Since the Chenqiao rebellion in Zhao and Song Dynasties, it lasted one hundred and twenty six years. By the time Huizong and Qinzong were captured by the Jin Kingdom,
, settled in Yanjing, and the Northern Song Dynasty, known as the Historical Dynasty, was overthrown. King Kang crossed south and settled in Hangzhou, which ended in the Southern Song Dynasty in 153 years. The later Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Yuan and Meng in the north, and the Ming Dynasty destroyed the Yuan Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty.
For hundreds of years, I have never heard of anything about the Murong clan of Dayan."
As Yang Yanrong continued to talk, Murong Fu's face became increasingly ugly, and even his eyes looking at Yang Yanrong were full of horror and disbelief.
Yang Yanrong added: "Brother Murong, these are historical facts that should have happened, but they have changed because of my arrival. Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi died because of you, and you died because of me. I can only say that this
Everything is destined by the will of God in silence."
"What do you mean?" Murong Fu's mouth trembled and he pointed at Yang Yanrong. How could he still say it?
Yang Yanrong smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Yes, maybe you have guessed it, but you can't believe it at all. What you thought is not wrong at all. I am a person from the end of the world more than a thousand years later, so I have no idea what happened.
I know it clearly. Think about it, if you suddenly appeared in the era of Qin Shihuang now, you would understand what I mean!"
"No, this is impossible!" Murong Fu pushed the wine glass and wine pot on the table to the ground, and said sternly: "Yang Yanrong, you are pretending to be a ghost here and talking nonsense, do you think I, Murong Fu, am a three-year-old child!"
"
Shaking his head, Yang Yanrong took out the pistol from his arms, pointed at Murong Fu's arm, and said with a smile: "You must have never seen this thing, but I want to tell you, this is actually a weapon, just like you
The swords used now are the same, and they are also used to kill people, but this one is much simpler! You see, as long as I gently pull the trigger, I can kill you!"
"Bang!" The gun rang out. Murong Fu covered his bleeding right arm, stared at the gun in Yang Yanrong's hand in fear, and murmured: "It's terrible, it's really terrible. With this thing here, we martial arts people
What’s the use of being a middle-aged man?”
After blowing the light smoke coming out of the gun barrel, Yang Yanrong said with a smile: "This is awesome? Haha, you can't imagine how powerful the weapons will be in the future. Is our Kaifeng city big enough? We only need one nuclear weapon
I can move the entire city to the ground, even if it is tens of thousands of miles away, I can kill people. Brother Murong, I hope that when you surrender in the next life, you will remember to go and take a look at my time. In this way, you will
No regrets!"
Murong Fu took a breath of cold air and looked at his right arm which was bleeding all the time. Then he let go of his left hand and touched it into his arms. He looked at Yang Yanrong and said, "You said that, I really do.
I have a slight interest in the future, but I don’t know if I can reach the era you mentioned?"
"Only God knows this!" Yang Yanrong said with a smile. Looking at Murong Fu who was getting paler, he said, "Actually, I still have a secret that I haven't told you!"
"Yeah!" Murong Fu snorted, took a breath, and asked, "What's the secret?"
Yang Yanrong stood up, walked slowly outside the imperial garden, and said softly: "Now Chu Yiran is my woman!"
"You!" Murong Fu's eyes were splitting, and he covered his heart that was bleeding continuously with one hand. While looking at Yang Yanrong who was walking away, he murmured: "Yang Yanrong, you are so cruel..." At this point,
He tilted his body and fell diagonally to the ground. On his chest, a dagger with only the handle visible was exposed...