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Chapter 127 Oh!shame!

Chapter 127 Oh!shame!

"If the master is really my father's friend, it's not that I can't let you talk to him."

Murong Fu's face was pale, he looked at Jiumozhi blankly, and said.

Whatever he wants, let him go.

I can't stop him, and if I go to the grave, there is absolutely no way I have any plans.

At this moment, Murong Fu was on the verge of breaking the pot. He felt that with the unpredictable strength of the man in front of him, even if he refused to agree, he would still find a way to find it. It would be better if he just told him that and he would not tear his face.

Anyway, on the surface, he is also his father's friend, and if he doesn't tear his face, he may not kill him.

Of course... what Murong Fu didn't expect was that this so-called father's close friend had already made plans to dig his grave.

Of course...he can't be blamed for this, after all, who would know that someone would just dig someone's grave, which would be detrimental to morality.

"Then thank you, Mr. Murong."

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was also extremely humble and polite, but there was a hint of disappointment in the depths of his pupils.

It seems that this Mr. Murong really doesn't know anything, and his strength is not like a disguise.

In fact, when he came to Gusu, he wanted to test Murong Fu apart from finding out whether the mystery of Murong Bo's life and death was true or not.

Even...his later purpose is the key point. Although it is more troublesome to go to Murong Bo's tomb, with his strength, it is still possible to go there without alarming the Murong family, but it will take a little more effort.

He just wanted to see what kind of abilities this Gusu Nan Murong had, and to see if he had any important plots hidden behind his back.

After all, his father would cheat his death, so what will happen to his son is unknown.

But now it seems that things are not as he thought.

"Young Master Murong, lead the way."

Jiumozhi saluted slightly, "Thank you."

"Master please."

Murong Fu was silent for a moment and said, if possible, he really didn't want to take him to his father's grave, but isn't there no way now?

It can only be so.

I hope that what the great monk said is true, he is just a friend of his father, and the reason why he took action against this junior was just to point him out, let him realize that there are people outside of people, and there is a truth beyond the sky.

Immediately, Murong Fu led the way, and after a while, the two arrived in front of Murong Bo's grave.

Looking at the stone tablet in front of him, Murong Fu felt a little melancholy, and even more complicated emotions came to his heart, "Master, this is it."

Jiumozhi looked at the tombstone, then at Murong Fu, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Murong, but the little monk actually lied to you.

The little monk came to the grave not to catch up with the old man, but to get the news that his father is not dead yet, he cheated his death back then, but now he is just living in seclusion, the little monk actually came here to find out what happened. "

He directly confessed that with absolute strength in front of him, there was no need to worry about what Murong Fu would do.

No matter what he did, he couldn't pose any threat to himself, and his injury was not serious now.

I was not my opponent in the heyday, and it will be even more difficult in the future.

"Fake death?" Murong Fu was taken aback, his eyes filled with astonishment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, "Master was joking, my father's body was put in by me myself, there can be no mistake."

In fact... just now, when Jiumozhi said that he would find out what happened, he felt angry in his heart.

Suspect fraudulent death, find out.

How else to explore, he can guess, he wants to do something to his father's grave!

I wanted to turn my face straight away, but I just thought again, I am no match for the great monk in front of me, besides...according to this person, he is the Tubo national teacher, the Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi.

This identity is at least [-]% credible. With such a strong strength, it is very difficult to do it without the power of the whole country.

If his status is really like this, it will not be easy to turn his face again, even if he says something, he has to bear it.

In the future, Xingfu Dayan... Xingfu Dayan... Heh!

Let's talk about it later.

Anyway, if you can not make enemies with him, it is best not to.

I can only persuade with gentle words.

But this made Murong Fu slightly agitated, to be precise, he felt aggrieved.

Very frustrating and humiliating.

He was bullied and came to the door, but he couldn't even go back, even... This person was talking nonsense in front of his father's grave, but he couldn't even get angry.

You have to suppress your anger and speak carefully.

Murong Fu, Murong Fu.

What about your arrogance?

As a descendant of the Dayan royal family, how could this be...

This is embarrassing, embarrassing to the Murong family.

All for Dayan... Dayan...

Yan...

Ah!

Lose your face!

He looked at Jiumozhi and said, "Master, let's go back first. The matter of cheating death is purely a rumor and cannot be taken seriously. My father is your friend, Master. You don't want your friend's body to be damaged."

"Whether it is, it seems clear."

The expression on Jiumozhi's face turned slightly cold. Before Murong Fu could react, his internal energy started to move and he patted towards the tombstone.

boom!

Invisible energy surged, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the entire tombstone fell apart in an instant.

"you……"

Murong Fu's body trembled a little, he looked at Jiumozhi, his lips moved slightly, and wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed and remained silent.

People are knives and I am fish.

My own strength is not good enough, far behind, too far behind.

He understood that the friendship between his father and the old monk was not as deep as he said.

How could there be a disagreement that bombarded a friend's tombstone.

Even... Maybe it's not a friend, but an enemy. He came here to burn his ashes.

But even if he understood, he didn't plan to do it.

Confident in martial arts, this person is vulnerable in front of him. He thought he was the top of the world, and it would be even more amazing if he went further, but now...

The facts told him that was not the case.

There are also people who, in the face of his full attack, only need one blow.

One hit... and he was defeated.

Gusu Nan Murong was completely defeated.

His heart was lost, and he didn't even have the courage to make a move in front of Jiumozhi.

Just as Murong Fu's mind was racing with thoughts, Jiumozhi also made a square hole on the ground.

The entrance of the cave was pitch black, and there was silence below.

"Young Master Murong, let's take a look with the monk."

Jiumozhi said, pulled Murong Fu and walked inside.

Murong Fu sighed, unfortunately there was no other way.

Man is a knife, I am a fish!

He can only follow in.

Watching helplessly as his father was crushed and turned into ashes...

Ah!shame!

Jiumozhi asked Murong Fu to stand at the front, and he followed closely behind, so that...even if there were any traps inside, he would not be the first to be injured.

Things... went smoothly unexpectedly.

There was no accident for the two of them, but after a while, when they came to the main tomb, a huge coffin appeared in front of them.

Murong Fu's expression was complicated, his eyes were a little red... just slightly, a little.

As Jiumozhi stared at the coffin, he also let out a long breath.

(End of this chapter)