Chapter 183 Meet the Old Man

"Are you... Murong Autumn!!!? Why are you here?"

Qing Yu's eyes were full of doubts. Wasn't Murong Qiu in the Ghost Garden? Last time he said goodbye, he hadn't seen him for half a year. He hadn't seen Murong Qiu at all. What's going on with him now? Does he take over Lingzong?

"Oh? It's you!" Murong Qiu obviously recognized Qingyu, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was full of concentration, as if he did not dare to relax for a moment. Then he laughed,

"What? You can come here, why can't I be here?

Murong Qiu's words are equivalent to not saying anything, but the usual bickering, and there is no message at all. Qingyu knew that this boy was not an ordinary person and was definitely not easy to deal with.

"I'm asking you, why did you become the suzerain of Lingzong, Fan Bo? Ask them to come out to see me." Qingyu said impatiently. He didn't want to pester this guy anymore. In the territory of Lingzong, so many people of Lingzong have admitted that he is the suzerain of Lingzong, so there must be his reason.

Qingyu doesn't want his brothers to follow this guy's conspiracy. He knew that Murong Qiu would never be the suzerain of this spiritual sect for no reason, nor would he take over such a broken oil bottle and mess. He must have a different purpose.

If Murong Autumn is for the future of Lingzong and the transmission of Lingzong's blood, the ghost will believe it.

"What? Just allow you to become the head of Tianfu Gate. It's so shattering. Can't you see others become suzerains? Don't worry, we can't threaten your status."

The young man next to him saw that the man actually knew the suzerain, so he ran away knowingly. In order to call people, he was afraid that they would fight. What if the suzerain suffered a loss?

"Murong Qiu, who are you? Don't you know yourself?" Qingyu became more and more angry. Murong Qiu's ability to pretend was really slippery.

"Oh?" Murong Qiu smiled and said, "I really don't know what kind of person I am, so please ask the door owner to talk about it?"

"You!" Qingyu's anger burned, and he just wanted to attack but suddenly stopped, only for a moment. His breath burst out.

Although it was only for a moment, Murong Qiu's eyes widened unbelievably and looked at Qingyu in shock. There is no mistake. The momentary momentum that Qingyu just burst out has long exceeded himself. He has reached the level of a swordsman, and the other party, just the sword spirit that burst out in an instant, is no longer beyond his reach.

What's going on?

When we first met, the Qingyu in front of him was still comparable to himself. Why now? The cold light in his eyes flashed slightly and moved from Qingyu's body to the two masked people behind him.

The shock condensed on his face again, and those two people were no less than their own strength. Absolutely no less than that. Although they deliberately hide their own power, this seclusion can't hide Murong Qiuqiu. They can't detect the strength of the opposition at all, indicating that the other party is too high.

"The person who came is not good" Murong Qiu's face changed slightly. He knew that the bond between Qingyu and Lingzong would definitely not come here, and he was the suzerain of Lingzong. Presumably he would not do anything to himself. Thinking of this, he immediately felt better.

"Oh? Is Qingyu back?" In the distance, the sound of a man shouting was sonorous and powerful. This sound was often heard when Qing Yu was collecting water and cutting firewood. This is Fan Bo!!

Yes, no wrong, it's Fan Bo.

A stream of hot blood rushed from his body to his forehead, and a burst of blood in Qingyu's heart nowhere. Looking at the familiar appearance of the people, he shouted,

"Brother Fan Bo!"

"Brother Qingyu, you are finally back."

Fan Bo sighed a lot. He was still the same, but he had a gray-black headscarf on his head, and the scars on his face were a little more, and his edges were also clearer. It looks more strong.

"Brother Qingyu, what are you? Where are they?" Fan Bo looked back and looked behind Qingyu. There were only two strange men, and the others had long ceased to exist. I can't help asking strangely.

Qing Yu looked at the familiar person in front of him with tears in his eyes, "Where's Sister Yan Hong?"

"Here, Xiao Qin, you're back!!" A beautiful woman with red eyes and a big belly ran over, and Qingyu was stunned before she laughed.

"Brother Fan Bo, you are good."

Fan Bo touched his nose with embarrassment, looked at Yan Hong, and then helped her and said, "Cough, it's okay, it's okay."

"How long has it been since I've seen you? It's only been a year, and I've been pregnant. Brother Fan Bo is so good at craftsmanship." Qingyu's face was full of joy and laughter.

He only looked at Qingyu with a surprised face and smiled and called the eldest brother's big black wild snake and six-eared monkey. I didn't expect Qingyu to have such a lively and free side.

Murong Qiu, with a gradually gloomy face, was silent. Looking at their narration, there was a faint sadness in their hearts, which immediately turned into a cold light, and their eyes bloomed.

"Bear by the way, Brother Fan Bo, what happened in the clan? How could Murong Qiu become the suzerain?" Qingyu finally asked the questions in his heart.

"Oh, you're asking this," Fan Bo smiled faintly. "Well, a large group of people came to invade, thanks to Murong Qiu, and then he told us that it was Murong He, the suzerain, who asked him to take over. Murong He had been killed by the people of the Ghost Garden for a long time. If it hadn't been for Murong Autumn, our Lingzong might not have existed. Everyone agrees with him, so he is the suzerain.

"Oh. That's it." Qingyu's face was slightly ugly. Perhaps, those people in the Ghost Garden were just Murong Qiu's play for the kind people of Lingzong. Murong River was killed by the people of the Ghost Garden, which was obviously killed by himself.

The person who saved Lingzong in Murongqiu was obviously the one who pretended to be. This guy doesn't like to lie from beginning to end. Why is Murong Qiushui so much better as a brother?

Qing Yu's eyes slowly moved to Murong Qiu, but found that Murong Qiu was also looking at him. They looked at each other for a moment, as if two strong men were fighting with their eyes in an instant. Earth-shaking.

The corners of Qingyu's eyes trembled slightly, and the boy's eyes were still so sharp and abnormal. It's worthy of Murong Qiu, but with his current strength, I'm afraid he can be killed with one finger.

In his opinion, he is just a rookie who has just been promoted to swordsman, and he is a master who is about to enter the Samsung Sword Sect. The inner strength of the blood of the magic wolf is still constantly fused with his own blood.