Save the Bachelor of Heaven

"But, I have no enmity with the Murong family, why do they want to harm me like this?" Qiao Feng asked doubtfully, "Besides, although I have never met Mr. Murong, I have met several of his retainers, each of them They are all generous and upright men. This is true for retainers, and the master should be no exception."

He has seen the three retainers of the Murong family, Gong Yeqian, Bao Bubugging and Feng Bosi. They are all true men with righteousness, generousness and boldness. If Murong Bo was really so ruthless, how could he have such good subordinates?

"That's wrong." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "There are important ministers under the faint king, and there are treacherous ministers under the wise king. How can retainers and masters be equated? What's more, Murong Bo is suspected of faking his death to stay alive. What he did is beyond the reach of the four ministers. No one knows it, so it’s natural for him to do whatever he wants.”

“But I still don’t understand, why would he do this to me?” Qiao Feng was still confused. He and the Murong family had no grievances in the past and no enmity in recent times. I really couldn't figure out why they wanted to plot against him like this.

“Do you know the origin of the Murong family?” Xiang Nan asked.

 Qiao Feng was stunned and waved his hand.

Although the Murong family is famous in the world, their actions have always been mysterious and unpredictable, and they feel like a dragon that has seen the beginning but not the end.

The outside world knows very little about this. They only know that they have lived in Gusu for a long time and have outstanding martial arts. He is also good at using his opponent's famous stunts to defeat his opponents, so there is also a saying of "repaying the opponent with his own way".

"The Murong clan originated from the Xianbei tribe. Seven hundred years ago, they flourished in the Central Plains and successively established the four kingdoms of Qian Yan, Hou Yan, Nan Yan, and Bei Yan." Xiang Nan explained, "After that, they experienced the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Sui Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty. During the Dynasties, Five Dynasties, and now in the Song Dynasty, the Murong clan has always been determined to restore the country and has not changed its original intention."

 “What?!” Qiao Feng was dumbfounded.

To restore a dynasty that perished seven hundred years ago is simply fanciful and unbelievable.

"Isn't this possible?" He didn't believe that someone could be so stupid.

"You can go to Yanziwu, the home of the Murong family, or go to Mantuo Villa and ask the owner Li Qingluo there. She is Murong Fu's aunt and knows everything about his family." Xiang Nan said.

  Qiao Feng nodded, he had to go.

 The first is to confirm whether Murong Bo is really dead, and the second is to confirm whether the Murong family really has the intention to restore the country.

"Then even if he wants to restore the country, why would he target me?" He asked in confusion.

"It's very simple. He provokes martial arts disputes and causes chaos in the world, so that he can reap the benefits of others." Xiang Nan explained, "If I didn't take you out today, how many people do you think you would kill today and how many fellow martial arts fellows would you offend?

Just because you are accused of killing your parents and master, you have already become a public enemy in the martial arts world. If you kill so many heroes, can you still escape the blame?

 Since your martial arts skills are so high, when no one can do anything to you, it is necessary to find a suitable person to be the leader. But no one in the world knows that Murong in the south is Qiao Feng in the north.

When the time comes, he will ascend to the top and give a shout, and all the heroes will follow. Even the tens of thousands of disciples of the Beggar Clan will obey his orders. Let alone just killing you, even if it means conquering cities and conquering the world, it's just a piece of cake. "

After hearing this, Qiao Feng's face suddenly turned pale and his hair stood on end.

 What Xiang Nan said is reasonable and very possible.

In this case, I really want to go to Yanziwu for a walk.

  …

“Since you are so well-informed, do you know the truth about Yanmen Pass?” Qiao Feng asked again.

Xiang Nan nodded, "Yes, you are indeed not a Han, but a Khitan."

  Qiao Feng was suddenly shocked, "Seriously?"

"That's right, the Khitan people take the wolf as their totem and like to carve wolf head tattoos on their chests." Xiang Nan explained, "You should have one on your body too." Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

 He does have a wolf head tattoo on his chest and has had it since he was a child.

Originally, he thought it was Qiao Sanhuai and his wife who got the tattoo for him, and didn't think much of it, but now that he thinks about it, it feels weird.

 Qiao Sanhuai and his wife are both honest farmers. How could they give their son a wolf head tattoo for no reason?

“This matter is also related to the Murong family.” Xiang Nan explained, “Back then, he also falsely spread the news that your parents came to the Central Plains to steal martial arts secrets, and incited the Central Plains heroes to ambush outside Yanmen Pass.

Your original surname is Xiao, and you belonged to the nobility in Daliao. Your parents were killed by martial arts people from the Central Plains, which may have triggered a war between the Liao and Song Dynasties, which just happened to benefit the Murong family.

Later, your father left a message on the cliff of Yanmen Pass, and the heroes of the Central Plains realized that they had been deceived, so they held Murong Bo accountable. Murong Bo faced the danger of ruining his reputation and was forced to fake his death to escape. "

Qiao Feng was so furious after hearing this that he wished he could kill that old traitor Murong Bo with one blow!

This bastard, for his own selfish desires, has actually done so many evil things, and he deserves to die.

  …

“Then he killed Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan, just to put the blame on me?” Qiao Feng asked again indignantly.

A few days ago, Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan, died at the hands of his famous stunt of chokehold and grapple, which is very similar to the Murong family's "treat the other person in return."

“That’s not true, he was not the one who killed Ma Dayuan.” Xiang Nan waved his hand.

 “Who could that be?” Qiao Feng asked doubtfully.

“It’s Bai Shijing, the law enforcement elder of your beggar gang.” Xiang Nan explained.

"How is that possible?" Qiao Feng said in shock.

Bai Shijing is his good brother. He has shared life and death countless times. How could he frame him?

"Betting is close to robbery, **** is close to killing." Xiang Nan explained, "He got involved with Ma Dayuan's wife Kang Min, and then under the pressure of Kang Min, he first gave Ma Dayuan Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, and then imitated the chokehold and capture You can kill him with your hands."

 “How is that possible!” Qiao Feng was even more shocked.

He has seen Mrs. Ma. She is timid, pretty, small and exquisite, and pure and pure. How could she be the kind of lascivious woman who can do everything for her husband?

"It's not impossible. If you don't believe it, you can ask Bai Shijing if he likes sweet mooncakes or salty mooncakes." Xiang Nan said, "And not to mention him, and your Dazhi branch leader Quan Guanqing and Elder Xu were all her guests.

Otherwise, why do you think they are jumping up and down? If there is not enough benefit, do they be willing to take risks? "

Qiao Feng’s eyes almost popped out of his head when he heard this.

He never expected that the chaos would reach such an extent, it simply shattered his outlook on life.

 He originally thought that the whole beggar gang was composed of loyal men who would live and die together. I didn't expect that he would be so despicable, dirty and filthy in private, I couldn't bear to look at him directly.

"But why is Mrs. Ma targeting me again? Is she also trying to restore the country?" Qiao Feng asked again doubtfully.

He and Mrs. Ma have never met each other, and there is no hatred at all. Why would she rather destroy her chastity than join others to frame her?