Chapter 105 He died, we are happy, you are happy.

"What? Doesn't Murong Qiushui know? In the past, when fighting with the swordsman of Dark Fusion, it would not have been difficult for Qingyu's amazing recovery ability to get rid of the master of the magic door."

Zi Liu recalled thoughtfully, as if Qingyu's heroic posture appeared in front of him, waiting for elegance, waiting for dust. It's like fairy dust.

Murong Qiushui smiled awkwardly again,

"This... Maybe she was confused by the woman of Juanzong. Maybe she can't remember the past. You also know that woman..."

Xiong Kun shook his head repeatedly,

"It's okay, it's okay. The woman is extremely beautiful and has excellent martial arts skills. She is also the descendant of the legendary god of clouds. She has a strange personality. It is lucky that you can escape. Let's go ahead with other things."

Murong Qiushui looked at Xiong Kun gratefully, "Thank you, brother."

"Nothing."

"Ha ha, somehow, why do our Murong Qiushui brothers always have strange smiles, so weird?" Qingyu always felt that the smile was too strange, so he laughed at Murong Qiushui and said,

"Is it the woman of Juanzong..."

"Well, don't talk about her anymore. Nothing happened to me, Qingyu, continue to talk about what's going on with you."

"Let me be the case, the three of us have met Shadong since you were taken away by Juanzong. Or all of this is caused by a master of heaven called Tianbao"

"Tianbao!!!" Murong Qiushui was shocked,

"Do you know?" Qingyu asked,

"No, I don't know. I may have heard it before."

"Tianbao is the enemy that Qingyu has been sensing, but thinks it is an illusion hidden in the dark. He is the brother of Princess Wanxuan and the son of Tianjue, the master of the heavenly religion. They studied Taoism together in Fuqi Mountain, which is a vein of the river god. We don't know much about heaven and so on.

"We just know that Princess Wanxuan got a mirror, a shining mirror, and the method of gossip. What secrets can be opened? It should be something that some bigwigs are fighting for. It has nothing to do with us. But the problem is precisely here. The pagan people of the Demon Sect do not want the Xuanling Shizong to revive its majesty, and Princess Wanxuan of the Xuanling Shizong hopes to use the shining mirror, the inheritance of the river god, the descendants of the Yang God, and the spirit of Luo Shen to revitalize the Xuanling Shizong, so that the Tianduan mainland will not be buried in the hands of the pagan sect.

"Of course, I don't want the people of the mainland to live in a miserable life. And Tianjue of Tianjue is even more ruthless, hoping that the soldiers will take down the Xuanling Shizong without a single soldier, and use the combined forces of the two sides to suppress the underworld religion and fight against the demon gate. Therefore, he ordered his son Tianbao, on the way to escort the princess, on the way from Futian Mountain to Xuanling Shizong, the first is to protect the princess, the second is to obtain the princess's newcomer, and the third should be to seize the right of Xuanling Shizong."

Qing Yu said slowly that he saw Murong Qiushui's shocked expression. Yes, anyone would be shocked about this matter.

"So, it may be superfluous to escort the princess from the beginning. Perhaps it is to create an opportunity for Tianbao to secretly protect Princess Wanxuan and gain the trust of the princess, because we, who are weak, are just the bait they use to attract the forces of the underworld, Shuramon, and the forces of life and death. In other words, we are 'cannon fodder'. He, a fisherman, who enjoys the benefits and enjoys our success, is using us in disguise. ."

"Play us like fools and cannon fodder. But we are good and lucky. Good opportunity."

"If it hadn't been for the help of Jianmen, if it hadn't been for the fact that the owner of my sword had something to do with the master of Jianmen, if it hadn't been for the secret melted in time, I would have conflicted with the white wolf and others. We died a long time ago. And no one knows or cares about the death.

"For them, our death is like pinching an ant, just like flying ashes. It's gone without trace, no one cares about it, and no one remembers it."

"For them, we are just a chess piece they use on the chessboard. If they lose it, they will lose it. It doesn't matter."

Qing Yu's words are a little angry,

"There is no doubt that when he was forced down the cliff, Tianbao led the old shark east. He just wants to kill us and let us not hinder his plan.

"Peng" Qingyu punched a tree, and the wind blew the leaves. The birds on the tree were shaken by this punch and flew up quickly, thinking that something had happened.

"Isn't that infuriating?"

Xiong Kun said angrily,

"Our lives are so cheap and cheap. Why did they use us to attract those enemies, and why should we help them attract those firepower?

Qing Yu shook his head helplessly,

"There's nothing we can do. Do you know why?"

Xiong Kun shook his head.

Qing Yu continued,

"This is for three reasons."

"Which three points?"

"First, our fists are not enough to win. Second, our brothers are not enough. Third, we are not fierce enough."

Qing Yu glanced at the three dull people and knew that they could not understand. Maybe Murong Qiushui understood, but he would not say it. I had to explain it myself,

"The fist is not hard enough, which means that we are not strong enough. Seeing the world, the whole continent can be a hero and a hegemony, and a hegemon must have his own strength outstanding.

"According to Ling Yun, the lord of Jianmen. Tianjue is the descendant of the inheritance of the gods and the descendants of the gods. Tianjue, the master of Tianjue, is a peerless strong man and a sword saint. That's the level standing on the pyramid of this world. In addition to the sword god level that has never appeared, there is also the nine-star sword emperor level of the Yuezu God King. Is there anyone still at the sword emperor level now?

"The answer is no."

"The head of the Mingyou religion is still at the level of swordsman. Mingluan, the owner of Ghost Garden, seems to have just set foot on the sword saint, but he is still at the level of sword saint. You can be proud of the heroes.

Two gates of the magic gate. Shuramon, the door of life and death. Shura Gate Lord Shura, the sword saint level. The owner of the door of life and death, the Dark Demon Emperor, the sword saint level.

"There is also Yang Shen, the lord of Xuanling's first sect who died a hundred years ago. He is still at the swordsman level.

Qingyu said loudly, "So, if you don't have the most powerful strength, it's impossible to lead the proud heroes."

"Second, there are not enough brothers. It is said that there are not enough people and no basis. The demon gate in the north is majestic and occupies a large area of glaciers. Although it is cold, it is still rich in resources, and the system of their demon clan is relatively good. The fertile land in the southeast is occupied by paganism, and both heaven and ghost religion can be self-sufficient. Many small sects and small forces are attached to them. Because they can be self-sufficient, if these small sects do not subdue them and listen to their orders, they will be destroyed.

"Because they can survive by themselves and don't need to rely on these small sects to raise them. In other words, there is no way to develop without your own power, land and base.

"The third point is tough enough. It is said that our brothers are not as strong as their forces. Look at our brothers in Tianfumen, the temporary gate formed by the prisoners of the slaughter village at the beginning. Whether it is strength, mentality, or combat experience, it is not as good as those forces. This is the defect of our Tianfumen, which is also a fatal injury.

Murong Qiushui nodded undeniably. He was not a fool. On the contrary, he was also very smart, but not as sharp as Qing Yu.

"Since Murong Qiushui is your brother, we have passed through so many dangerous tortures and painful experiences together. I can deeply understand the thrilling assassinations you experienced in the slaughter village, and in the future, we will work together to overcome these difficulties.

Xiong Kun smiled and patted Murong Qiuqiu on the shoulder, with something crystal beating in his eyes.

"Murong Qiushui, in the past, we were still... Misunderstanding you... Really... I'm sorry"

Zix waved his hand to signal Xiong Kun. Everyone knows this kind of thing clearly. Men don't need to say it so clearly.

"Xiong Kun, stop talking."

"What's the matter?" Murong Qiushui was stunned and immediately blurted out again, but when he thought about what he seemed to have forgotten, he smiled awkwardly.

"Ah... Ah ha, this is nothing. Since you are a brother, there is no need to care about this anymore. I forgot to see..."

When Xiong Kunzhi and the six heard this, they couldn't help but be greatly moved. They felt that Murong Qiushui had really forgotten this matter.

He has been so generous.

He can actually hold a boat in the prime minister's belly!!!

So generous!!!

Gance!!!

Xiong Kun was moved to look at this handsome guy in white. He really wanted to drink 300 bowls of wine with this guy, warm his intestines, and fill his throat.

He felt that there should be no wine at this time. There should be not only wine, but also 300 bowls. That's what makes it smooth. Pleasant.

Murong Qiushui looked at Xiong Kun's excited look. He really didn't know what was going on, but said reluctantly,

"Xiong Kun, you..."

The side has been quietly stopped smiling, and the smile is very meaningful,

"Murong Qiushui, you know you should be happy, and we should also be happy. We are happy at two points, and you are happy at two points.

Murong Qiushui asked for a moment,

"This... Which two points are you and which two points are I?

Zix's mysterious smile, as if to expose some facts, said solemnly,

"We should be happy because we have you as a friend, this sincere brother, this brother who never abandons, has been silently supporting our brother behind our back. This is the first point."

Stop six pauses and continue to say,

"This second point is the same as the second point that Murong Qiushui should be happy with. I won't talk about it first. Let me talk about the first thing you should be happy about."

Murong Qiushui nodded and didn't say anything. He was waiting for this answer that could make him happy.