Evil King

Chapter 655 Murong Fengyun

The daughters of the Dugu family were busy and almost crazy. It is said that nearly half of the doctors in the capital were invited in, serving delicious food and drinking, and the diagnosis certificates issued were even more serious. Let outsiders see that this lonely family will definitely have to do funeral tomorrow, and it is not just one or two, but a dozen…

As soon as this “sick leave” report was posted, His Majesty the Emperor went crazy on the spot! Myocardial infarction almost passed on the spot.

Next…

Master Li said that he was sick and he was old and physically weak and embarrassed. Patriarch Meng was said to have suffered from tetanus last night, and he really couldn’t get up… In short, in a nutshell, all the important court officials of all major families were bedridden this morning. rise. According to the messenger’s report, none of these people seemed to be pretending, but they were indeed miserable…

After the emperor soared into the sky, he finally thought of a person: Murong Fengyun!

This is the old man of own! Murong Xiuxiu’s father, he doesn’t care, who cares? Regardless of whether it was official or emotional, it was most appropriate for Murong Fengyun to come forward, fair and honest.

But when Murong Fengyun received the news, his hands trembled and almost fell. Then he opened his eyes and asked loudly, “Xiuxiu is dead? When did it happen? The old man didn’t know at all?”

Murong Fengyun immediately went to the palace to see the queen, and was told that the queen had never returned since going out late at night ten days ago. The bewildered Old Man Murong went directly to his Majesty the Emperor, only to get a vague and unclear explanation. The only clear statement was that he should first go and tear down the graves of Murong Xiuxiu and Ye Guhan, everything. Later…

Jun’s house.

Listening to the sound of fighting constantly coming from outside, Jun had no intention of shaking his head and smiling bitterly: “Moxie, you are too outrageous this time. Would you go too far?!”

Jun Moxie, who was unfolding a book of Shanhaijing, turned a page of the book with relish, and said casually: “Are you out of line? Is it too much? Don’t you think! This is the shock of preparation! If there were not so many. If the blood is sprayed, there will be people who do not open their eyes to destroy. Let’s make a noise, the bigger the noise, the better. But just a few more people die… More than 100,000 people in Tianguanling are lying in that wrongful place, Tianxiang City. How many died? It’s far from…”

Mr. Jun, who was half lying on the chair of the imperial master, sighed and said nothing.

At this moment, the guard suddenly reported: “Murong Fengyun, the head of the Murong family, came to see Lord Jun Zhan Tianjun.”

“The Lord is finally here.” Jun Moxie and Jun unintentionally said at the same time.

“Jun Zhantian, the old man wants to ask you for an explanation!” Murong Fengyun rushed in, and said at the beginning: “You old man wants to avenge your son. The old man understands and never embarrassed you! But your Jun family has already It’s enough Nine Heavens, all the murderers were executed very quickly, shouldn’t you be enough? Even if it’s not enough, you’ll be harassing you! Why do you want to ruin my daughter’s fame like this? Xiuxiu is always a country, How can the world of mother rituals tolerate you such a humiliation?”

“Slightly insulting? Old Murong, where do you start?” Jun Zhantian said indifferently.

“Okay! I just ask you, my daughter…my daughter… Xiuxiu, is she dead? Is it her body buried in the Tomb of Love?!” Murong Fengyun’s eyes were a little red, he Although he is a generation of heroes, he is still a father after all. The life and death of his own daughter is unknown, but someone has erected a tombstone, how he is not angry, how not sad.

“Yes!” Jun Moxie intervened quietly, “Master Murong, your daughter, indeed, had already been killed at the gate of Jun’s mansion late at night ten days ago. My third uncle and I saw it with our own eyes!”

“Really dead… Xiuxiu…” Murong Fengyun trembled, and suddenly Yazi shouted, “How did she die? Who is it? Who killed her?!” The old man His voice is already a little hoarse, it seems that his throat is also a bit torn.

“The one who killed her was the one who was delayed by me, one of them.” Jun Moxie slowly said: “You should also know this person; I must be familiar with it. That person is Mr. Wen, Wen. Cangyu!”

“Wen Cangyu! It’s him? How could it be him?” Murong Fengyun’s eyes flashed, his face turned pale, his originally tall body was unstable on its own, and he slowly sat down. He didn’t notice that there was no chair behind him, and he sat directly on the ground.

Hearing this name, he guessed how Murong Xiuxiu died and who was behind the scenes. This is simply something obvious!

“Impossible! How could it be him?” Murong Fengyun raised his head ferociously, and shouted almost hysterically: “You lie to me!”

“Is it impossible? The assassination was witnessed by Princess Reimu! At the moment, she was recuperating in my mansion, and she was still in a coma. In addition, although more than 100 guards who guarded Murong Miss were killed in the rescue that night, many people were killed. Nearly half of the people survived by chance. They are still here today. They are all members of the Murong family. Can their testimony be counted?! If there is any doubt, there is still the Condor Supreme witnessing this. Eagle Fighting and Gale Sword God Fengcuanyun.”

Jun Moxie said calmly: “If Mr. Murong feels it is necessary, you can ask them to come out and talk. They speak well, Mr. Murong can always believe it!”

Murong Fengyun’s face was dull, as if to go mad. He could also hear that Jun Moxie called his daughter “Murong Miss” instead of “Queen Empress”. The reason for this… he could also guess it!

After asking everyone faithfully, he finally accepted the fact that own’s biological daughter was dead, and in an instant it seemed as if he was a teenager in old age, with tears in his tears…

It was the son-in-law of Emperor Own, who sent someone to kill Own’s daughter!

When this cruel fact was truly placed in front of him, the old man collapsed directly.

“But… my daughter, my daughter is a queen, why should she be buried with that humble Ye Guhan and be called husband and wife?” Murong Fengyun suddenly jumped up with a loud shout in extreme sadness.

“Humble person? Elder Murong, have you ever asked your own daughter? Have you ever asked her whether she would like to be the queen of the world in the palace or follow the lonely Ye Guhan to the end of the world?”

A sneerful smile appeared at the corner of Jun Moxie’s mouth: “Do you know who your own daughter likes? Mr. Murong, if you don’t mention this, I didn’t intend to say it, but now you mention it, it makes me look down on You! Look down on you from the bottom of your heart!”

Murong Fengyun sat down, and suddenly remembered the bright blood stains of her always meek daughter holding a steel knife on her own neck: “Daddy, please complete your daughter! My daughter is willing to follow Xiaohan, even if the wind is eating and sleeping, wandering and wandering. End of the world, no regrets and no regrets! Please make your daughter perfect!…”

The crazy eyes and the persistent affection back then… are still vivid, but her daughter is no longer alive.

“Daughter… But our Murong family is now exhausted… Your Majesty Tianxing has taken a fancy to you. This is the only opportunity for thousands of our entire family to stand up… Dad is old, and he has long been powerless to support the entire family, your Big Brothers are flourishing, and your Little Brothers are still young… Don’t you have the heart to go away alone at night, let the whole family be wiped out, and countless relatives in different places? Just help your father, Help you brothers, help the entire Murong family!”

Back then, this was how I persuaded my daughter. The daughter didn’t even know that the Murong family at that time was already deeply entrenched, and there was no crisis like this at all. But she was pure at the time and chose to believe in own father.

In the end, she weakly dropped the knife in her hand…

“Even if I know that my father is lying to me, my daughter can’t afford to take the risk, this family, I can’t bear to…I confess my fate…” This was what the daughter said at the time.

I still remember that after this incident, my daughter cried for several months…The sad cry, it seems that when I think about it now, it still plunges into the owner’s heart. Before getting married, the look of despair and the despair of the heart are as gray as decadent. look……

The only dowry she brought with her was the handkerchief…

It was myself, who broke up the beautiful marriage of her daughter with one hand, and pushed her daughter into the cold palace with the other hand, thinking that her daughter could find the best destination because of this, but it turned out to be the tragedy of her life…

Sitting on the ground, Murong Fengyun suddenly burst into tears! Before his eyes, in tears, it seemed that his daughter was still crying, crying heartbreakingly, holding her own leg: “Daddy, please fulfill me and Xiaohan…please fulfill me and Xiaohan…”

I remember at that time, also in winter, I wore thick clothes, but my daughter’s tears soaked my own pants, making myself feel a heartfelt coolness…

I still remember that in the past few years, my daughter has basically never laughed again, often staring at a certain place in a daze, and going home once in a while, but also in a hurry, it seems that this family, there is only endless depression…

“To be buried with Ye Guhan is the last wish of Miss Murong Xiuxiu in this life. Do you want to destroy her last wish too?!” Jun Moxie coldly’s voice came: “Your Murong family has used her. Used her for a lifetime. In exchange for countless glory and wealth, in exchange for everything that others could not get in a lifetime of struggle, now she is dead, Mr. Murong, do you want her to do it with someone who killed her by himself? Husband and wife?”

Murong Fengyun raised his head in amazement, tears rolling, as if he saw his daughter wearing a bright red wedding gown crying out in tears: “Daddy… let me go! Daddy, let me go…”

He closed his eyes fiercely, and two rows of tears rolled down.

Mr. Murong walked out of the Jun’s house in a daze. Suddenly I heard the sound of killing in front of the sky, and when I walked over, I came to the grave of sentiment unconsciously.

Here, here is where the daughter rests!

He rode his horse over with blank eyes. When the officers and soldiers saw Murong Fengyun’s arrival, they all gave way. The Cantian Soul Eater team guarding the cemetery was about to stop, suddenly a voice said: “Let him pass.”

That was Jun Moxie’s voice. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)