Chapter 234

The joys and sorrows of people are truly not connected.

Someone's father is alive.

Someone's father is dead.

Gu Qing sat to one side, watching the tragicomedy before him.

Northern Qiao Feng circulated internal energy to heal his old father, and Murong Fu was also circulating internal energy, wanting to make his father, who had been stabbed in the back, come back to life.

"Northern Qiao Feng, congratulations."

Gu Qing walked to Northern Qiao Feng's side, casually used two fingers to help Xiao Yuanshan sort out his energy meridians, and said, "I really didn't expect your father to still be alive."

Northern Qiao Feng silently circulated energy. When he first saw this black-clad person, he knew the black-clad person was his father. The two people's appearances were strikingly similar; as long as there was no disguise, it must be true.

The current Northern Qiao Feng had a thousand questions in his heart, especially when he saw Xiao Yuanshan's appearance, he had a bad guess in his heart.

Master Master Xuan Ku, could it be...

"Murong Fu, please accept my condolences."

Gu Qing walked to Murong Fu's side and said, "I really didn't expect your father to still be alive."

At this time, Murong Fu's eyes were blank, his spirit scattered. The blood flowing from Murong Bo's body had already gradually turned cold; his biological father had still gone far away.

"The Yan Longyuan of that time pushed away the coffin, it should have been to avoid letting people discover his faked death."

Gu Qing, at this time, reasoned like a hindsight prophet, saying, "But none of us thought of this point, and your father was always mysterious. This faked death even kept you in the dark..."

Murong Fu, until now, could not accept that his biological father had died at his own hands. Listening to Gu Qing's hindsight reasoning, he thought of how he had already stabbed Murong Bo a few times on the side of Taihu Lake, which made his heart even more sorrowful.

It was just that what Murong Fu could not accept was Gu Qing speaking in the tone of "we," completely clearing himself of responsibility.

In the final analysis, wasn't it Gu Qing who pried open Murong Bo's coffin back then that led to the current situation!

Murong Fu's thoughts arose, and looking at Gu Qing, he was full of malice. He pointed at the Bianhe and said, "Yuyan?"

Gu Qing turned around very cooperatively.

"Clang!"

Murong Fu's eyes contained ferocity as he stabbed a sword at Gu Qing's back.

Northern Qiao Feng, seeing this from the side, wanted to strike, but saw Gu Qing raise his hand, colliding with Northern Qiao Feng's palm power in the air, making it disappear without a trace. And Murong Fu's sword strike hit Gu Qing's back, only to hear a "Clang," and the long sword in Murong Fu's hand was already in two pieces.

Gu Qing turned around and looked at Murong Fu calmly.

Even if I give you a chance to sneak attack, you still can't break my defense!

Murong Fu looked at Gu Qing. This Gu Qing pried open Murong Bo's coffin, snatched away Wang Yuyan, and even leaked the Murong family's affairs, leading to the destruction of the Murong family. A prison break, instead, made him accidentally kill his biological father. All in all, the hatred was deep, but Gu Qing just stood there leisurely, yet he had become a mountain that Murong Fu could not cross.

"Sigh..."

Murong Fu sighed. All his pursuits of nearly thirty years had all gone down the drain. Accidentally killing his father was even more unforgivable. Holding the broken sword, he said no more and wiped it across his own neck!

He could always commit suicide.

"Clang!"

Gu Qing flicked his finger and knocked away Murong Fu's broken sword.

"Can I not even die?"

Murong Fu's eyes were dazed. Under the moonlight, his body was thin and shivering, like a piece of paper.

"Things like this happened, nobody wanted it."

Gu Qing sighed sadly, looked at the dead Murong Bo, and suddenly asked, "Murong Fu, how about I report this to the imperial court, saying you came out to kill a rebel, and count it as redeeming yourself through merit?"

Murong Fu's mouth twitched... You should act like a human!

"Was that person actually Murong Bo?"

Xiao Yuanshan gradually recovered his breath and could speak. He also heard Gu Qing's words. At this time, he said with a bit of sorrow, "The two of us have been lurking in Shaolin Temple for these years, just waiting for the day when we could make things difficult for Shaolin Temple together. I didn't expect him to actually die here."

Xiao Yuanshan had lurked in the Central Plains Jianghu for thirty years, and he knew all the famous figures in this Jianghu. "Father."

Northern Qiao Feng, hearing this, immediately stated that it was Murong Bo who had faked the news back then, which caused Shaolin Temple to rush thousands of miles to attack outside Yanmen Pass. This Murong Bo was the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Pfft..."

Xiao Yuanshan, hearing such news, spat blood directly and fainted again.

The surface of the Bianhe was brilliant, reflecting the stars.

Gu Qing, while watching the excitement, saw another person coming from afar, floating close by. Seeing Murong Bo's corpse, he couldn't help but call out a Buddhist chant, his expression not very calm.

The person who came here was none other than Hearing Jiumo Zhi. He followed the traces left by Murong Bo to get here, not expecting Murong Bo to have already taken a step ahead. He had no harvest from the full volume of the seventy-two peerless skills of Shaolin he had painstakingly pursued, which made Hearing Jiumo Zhi couldn't help but call out a Buddhist chant, wring his hands and sigh, and tears fell down.

A plan had fallen through again.

Murong Fu, recently in prison, had also been taken to see Hearing Jiumo Zhi by people and knew that this master had been running around for his affairs. Now seeing Hearing Jiumo Zhi shedding tears for Murong Bo, he couldn't help but have tears streaming down his face.

"Master."

!

Gu Qing knew Hearing Jiumo Zhi's pursuit and took the initiative to speak, "How high does martial arts have to be to be considered high?"

Hearing Jiumo Zhi's eyes drooped slightly, as if containing compassion, and said, "Strengthening the body, making progress day by day, there is no need to pursue high or low."

Gu Qing smiled and suddenly said, "Actually, he has also seen the secret manuals of the seventy-two peerless skills of Shaolin Temple."

Gu Qing pointed at Xiao Yuanshan.

Actually, in the Langhuan Jade Cave, there were secret manuals of the seventy-two peerless skills of Shaolin Temple. Gu Qing had stayed in the Langhuan Jade Cave, had read the secret manuals inside, and applied merit to memorize them completely.

Hearing Jiumo Zhi looked at Xiao Yuanshan, his eyes containing eagerness, and asked, "Benefactor, have you truly seen the seventy-two peerless skills of Shaolin Temple?"

Xiao Yuanshan's heart was stifled. Hearing Hearing Jiumo Zhi's words, he just nodded. He had lurked in Shaolin Temple for many years, and Xiao Yuanshan had seen all the martial arts in the Library Pavilion.

"This person also wants to make things difficult for Shaolin Temple."

Gu Qing introduced him to Xiao Yuanshan.

Hearing Jiumo Zhi learned the seventy-two peerless skills just to win over his peers. Hearing that Xiao Yuanshan wanted to make things difficult for Shaolin Temple, Hearing Jiumo Zhi felt even more compatible.

"Let's go back first."

Gu Qing raised his hand to grab Murong Fu, his figure flashed, and he flew towards Bianliang City. In that prison, it was originally in chaos, and people were counting, when suddenly they felt a blurred figure, as if a green shadow had entered and exited. The people in this prison looked around and saw that the missing Murong Fu had actually returned.

At this moment, everyone inside and outside the prison was overjoyed and hurriedly guarded him strictly. For this expert who entered and exited the prison, they could only bow down and worship.

Li Residence.

Gu Qing floated back, seeing that the lights in the surrounding houses were mostly dim, only A'Bi's room still had light. Without hesitation, he pushed open the window and climbed in.

"You're back?"

A'Bi was sewing clothes. Seeing Gu Qing, she hurriedly stood up and asked, "How is the Young Master?"

"Yan Longyuan is also in Bianjing. After Murong Fu finished him off, he didn't get Yan Longyuan's things, felt that restoring the country was hopeless, and wanted to commit suicide again."

Gu Qing used his "Spring and Autumn" tongue, saying, "I put him back in prison."

Committed suicide again?

A'Bi felt numb.

(End of chapter)