"This boy has been spoiled by me. He usually doesn't behave properly. I'm afraid he will have to work hard these days. Brother Yangfan (Luo Yan's uncle Feng Qihang is also known as Yangfan)." In the Wenyuan Palace, Murong Bo was wearing a crimson large-sleeved shirt.
, sitting with a middle-aged man Zhao Mu
The middle-aged man could not be more than thirty or forty years old, with a gentle and good-looking face. He tied his long hair with an ordinary jade hairpin and wore a dark yellow warrior uniform. He knelt down opposite Murong Bo in a formal and graceful manner.
He smiled and said: "Boys, this is the time to be naughty, so you might as well be more lively."
"It's better to be uncle. Dad knows how to talk about me!" Just as he was saying this, Luo Yan lifted his robe and walked in with a pouted mouth. He glared at his dad angrily, "Can't you say something good about me?"
"Oh, you saw it? You can't even say that about him!" Murong Bo pointed at someone and laughed and cursed, but handed him a cup of tea, which was obviously duplicity.
Feng Qihang shook his head and said with a smile: "You can't resist the passage of time. Jin'er has grown so big in a blink of an eye."
"Yes, the Nangong family has been dancing around for too long," Murong Bo seemed to say casually, but there was a meaningful light in his eyes.
Feng Qihang rolled his eyes and said with a chuckle: "Why, have you made up your mind? What Brother Guangtong did in Dilin City a month ago was so majestic, it really pleased people's hearts!"
"Haha, a canoe cannot make a boat. I wonder if Brother Yangfan would be interested in sharing a bowl of soup?" Murong Bo lowered his eyes, seeming to just look at the tea leaves floating in the water, and asked lightly.
Feng Qihang pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "Qihang is very willing, but this matter is too important, so I'd better ask my adoptive father for permission first!"
"That's fine." Murong Bo nodded slightly, handed over a letter he had already written and sealed, and said with a smile, "Then I'll leave Brother Yangfan to worry about this."
"Haha, to be honest, I have long disliked those grandsons of the Nangong family!" After talking about business, Feng Qihang also cursed. Obviously, the death of Feng Ziyuan made Fengyuan Holy Land very aggrieved.
Luo Yan looked at this and that in surprise. Is there going to be a war? I wanted to say a few words at first, but then I thought about it, forget it, I'd better not get involved in big things, I'm too busy with everything!
"Okay, Brother Yangfan, please sit down for now. I'll help this kid pack his things so that he won't be in a hurry again." Murong Bo stood up, dusted his sleeves, dragged up someone who was still staring in confusion and told him
denounce crime
"Dad, are we really going to go to war with the Nangong family?" Luo Yan picked up his robe and ran after him and asked
"What else can I do? All the big words have been said." Murong Bo obviously didn't want to talk to his son about this, his expression was indifferent and his tone was flat.
"What about Ayu? Where do you put Ayu?" Luo Yan asked unwillingly.
Murong Bo paused and shot his son with a sharp look, which made Luo Yan take a step back in shock, but he still mustered up the courage to say: "Dad, I think this is unfair! Ayu is also your son, he is still so young,
You can’t inflict your disgust and hatred on his mother on him! I think the grievances of the previous generation should not be carried to the next generation!”
"Are you done?" Murong Bo asked him with raised eyebrows, obviously not buying it at all.
Luo Yan was also angry. What he said was all in vain? He raised his face and said angrily: "Murong Bo, are you a man? You are just transferring your own faults and regrets to you.
It’s just about my son, you are just a coward who dare not admit your mistakes!”
"Shut up!" Murong Bo roared angrily, causing the guards around him to retreat and wink at Luo Yan.
Luo Yan stamped his feet and shouted: "I won't shut up! You don't even let go of a child, what kind of man are you! If you hate someone, even his descendants will hate him. If you do it like this, there will be no one in the world who is wrong.
The enemy! Back then, King Wu of Zhou destroyed the Yin Shang and slaughtered the clan. It stands to reason that those who helped conquer the world were also accomplices, but now, don’t the surviving descendants of the Yin Shang live well with everyone? All noble people like it.
Mink fur and fox fur, if you calculate it this way, humans and spiritual beasts should be hostile to each other, but the result is that they can't live in harmony under the same sky? You want to say that they have no strength and can't help it, but the noble dragon clan clearly knows
Some scum like to slay dragons, don’t they involve the entire human race? Why can’t you be more open-minded! After all, you are a sect leader, and you don’t even have this tolerance!"
Murong Bo was so embarrassed and angry that he almost went crazy. He yelled at Luo Yan: "But I watched my most beloved woman die in my arms. Do you know what it feels like? What do you want me to do?"
Forgive them, mother and son!"
Luo Yan was shocked when he saw his father's blood filling his pupils. He quickly changed his smile, followed behind his father and slapped his hands repeatedly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I was wrong. I'm wrong. Isn't that okay?"
Aren't you angry..." Seeing his son's deliberate attempt to please, Murong Bo was both angry and amused. Just as he was about to calm down, his son suddenly changed the subject and said seriously, "Dad, let's change our thinking!"
"Change it!" Murong Bo glared at him, knowing that he could not scare his son, so he could only wave his hand impatiently and said, "Tell me more!"
"Ahem, we also have sex with the Nangong family, right? Has dad thought about it in the future?" Luo Yan said seriously
"After what?"
"The future of the Nangong family! Look, swallow it all. Not to mention that we, the Shui Ming Sect, can't digest it. The jealousy of other forces alone is enough for us to drink a pot. Once the Nangong family is gone, the Chushen Realm will be destroyed."
The situation has been disrupted, and there is no telling what will happen! So, if you can't swallow it, then you can only use another trick like this. You will definitely not be satisfied with just extorting a large sum of property from them.
The so-called snake bites you without dying. After all, they are a super power. If you give them time, it is not impossible to make a comeback. If you can't swallow it, dad, then the only strategy left is to restrain the emperor." Luo Yan counted with his fingers,
"It's definitely not safe to canonize their family heads like ordinary small forces. If you want to send people from our Shuiming Sect, they may not be willing. By then, even just suppressing the rebellion will make us miserable. Dad, what do you say?
What should we do?" Luo Yan looked at him sideways, half-smiling but not smiling.
"Oh? Then what do you think we should do?" Murong Bo should have thought of what Luo Yan said, but caring about it would lead to chaos. He only focused on venting his anger and forgot about this for a while. When his son reminded him of this matter, he also thought of this.
I understood better what my son wanted to express, so I asked deliberately
Luo Yan smiled slightly and said mysteriously: "Then we need to find someone who can not only convince the Nangong family, but also be loyal to our Shuiming Sect!"