C15 He Was so Dissolute and Dissolute If He Didn't Fight to Make a Name for Himself

"Sir, I'm telling you, from today onwards, this shop will no longer have the surname Murong. My surname is Dugu!" The big brother's mouth was not idle. As he kissed the girl's rosy cheeks, he scolded the shop owner.

The shop owner said with a trembling voice: "Sir, you eat and drink well. Just treat them as farts. No matter what, our Murong family is a prestigious family in Gusu City. " Before he could finish his words, a huge fist had already entered his mouth.

A mouthful of snow white teeth mixed with sticky blood fell to the ground. The short man chuckled and said, "What? What did you say? Noble family? Prominent family? Let me tell you, from today onwards, only Dugu Family can rule the Gusu City!"

The shop owner was still wailing, and the few shop assistants beside him were huddled at the side. The guard who was lying on the ground barely managed to stand up. He took out the knife from his waist and glared at his big brother angrily.

"What's wrong? Want to take revenge? Yes! This bit of weight is not enough! Why don't you ask your old man to crawl out and spar with me?" His big brother's voice echoed in the tavern over and over again. The few customers had long been scared out of their wits.

The tall guard gritted his teeth and said, "Your Dugu family is nothing. Didn't you also lose to the nameless swordsman that day?! Who would dare to come out and support the situation? If our young master comes back, hmph! Your Dugu family won't have anything to do with this!"

When his elder brother heard this, he suddenly stopped talking. He pushed the girl beside him, who didn't dare to cry, aside and looked at the young man in front of him with great interest.

Suddenly, a loud laugh. It shook the entire courtyard, causing flowers to fall. The tall guard couldn't help but gulp in fear. As his big brother swayed, a long blade appeared once again. The blade was actually aimed at his chest!

If this blade were to go down, the guard would have already seen the King of Hell.

But at this moment, he was still standing perfectly still. His body was already stiff, and he didn't even have the courage to escape.

The knife in Big Brother's hand was trembling because the other knife was already firmly placed on his blade. He used the back of the knife that was wrapped by Green Snake to block Big Brother's blade.

It turned out that unknowingly, Murong Cheng, who was drinking by the side, had already arrived between the two of them.

"You. . . Who are you? How dare you interfere in my business?" His big brother was already flushed red from struggling. He had already used both of his hands, but no matter how hard he tried, the edge of the blade could no longer go down by half an inch. However, Murong Cheng only used one hand.

Murong Cheng did not have any intention to answer him. He turned around and said to the tall guard, "Hey, kid, when other people use their blades, what do you mean by standing there foolishly? Don't tell me that the disciples of Murong family don't even have the courage to use their weapons? "

"It's the Second Master! The Second Master has returned! Second Master is back! " bartender shouted excitedly, as if he had found his savior.

"What are you shouting for!? What bullshit Second Master? Who the f * ck are you?!" Eldest Brother berated reluctantly.

Bartender suddenly became bold as if he had encountered a guardian god. He hid beside Murong Cheng and gave him a thumbs up. He shouted loudly: "The Second Master of Murong family, the hero of the North, Murong Cheng, has returned! Little brat, watch carefully! " After saying this, he immediately withdrew his words.

"What kind of bullsh * t warrior from the North? Why haven't I heard of it before? What? Have you heard of it?" The big brother turned around and asked those people, but his face was actually very hideous.

"You just have to remember that my name is Murong Cheng, and I am the master of the Murong family. " After Murong Cheng said this, the blade light flashed across everyone's eyes, and an ear-piercing sound of flesh being cut was heard. Every subordinate of Big Brother had lost a thumb and a finger on his right hand.

Wails resounded throughout the tavern. Bartender helped the owner up from the ground and stared at these people in relief. He could not help but throw some respect to Murong Cheng.

The eldest brother saw the miserable situation. They were all blade artists, but if they did not have a thumb, they would not be able to pick up the blade in their hands anymore and would never become a blade artist again.

A furious voice squeezed out from the elder brother's throat: "F * ck you! 。。。” Before he could finish his words, a fist had already appeared in his mouth. Not only did the stone like fist knock down all of his 32 teeth, it also pulled out his tongue.

Puchi! With a flash of blade light, half of his tongue fell to the ground. Those people who had lost their thumbs were so scared that they didn't dare to say a word. All of them held their breaths and stared at Murong Cheng.

"Your mouth is too dirty. Don't talk anymore. Cut off their fingers to let them live. At least they didn't offend me! As for you! " Murong Cheng didn't continue speaking, because his big brother had already knelt in front of him with tears streaming down his face. He was kowtowing crazily, and the sound of his head hitting the ground sounded like someone was beating a drum.

He stretched out his right thumb, raised it high, and seemed to be begging. "Please chop off my finger!"

The knife light landed on the ground and another bloody thumb appeared. In a moment, there were more than ten thumbs the size of a carrot's head on the ground.

Murong Cheng put away the blade and swaggered out of the door. His brothers looked at his back as he left, as if they were sending away a plague.

Suddenly, he stopped again. Everyone could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. He said coldly, "The people of Murong family are back!"

The warm breeze was like a woman with a big mouth. It spread the news of Murong Cheng's return across the entire Gusu. Just like the news of Murong Ying's death that day, it shocked everyone in the Gusu City.

Especially those blade artists, they heard that he had cut off the thumbs of more than ten disciples of the Dugu family in just a few moments, and had even cut off their tongues! This was obviously to establish prestige for the Murong family.

The declaration of war for Dugu Xin had already been placed on the table of the ancestral hall of the Murong family. Murong Cheng knelt in front of the ranking of his ancestors. Under the gaze of Mrs. Murong and Zhuo Ma, Murong Cheng said in a low voice, "The unfilial son Murong Cheng swore today that he would definitely reclaim all the glory that belonged to the Murong family!"

Mrs. Murong was so excited that tears streamed down her face, but Zhuo Ma was crying because of her worry. The two women who were also crying had different thoughts.

The nameless swordsman. After that battle, the Dugu family's vitality was greatly damaged. No matter if it was Dugu Xin or Dugu Kuang, they had lost all their face, especially Dugu Xin. His old injuries had not healed yet, and new injuries had been added to his injuries. When he received Murong Cheng's challenge letter, Dugu Xin was dumbfounded.

He raised the challenge letter in his hand for a long time and cursed in his heart, This is really f * cking unlucky. If you don't want to come, don't come. If you want to come, come together! Do you think I'm a target?"

However, he had a calm expression on his face. "Since that's the case, tell your master that I'll accept. . . "

"Wait! Go back and tell your master that there are no elders who would challenge this junior. If this junior agrees, then he wouldn't put the elders in his eyes!" Dugu Kuang held Dugu Xin, who was about to get up, and glared at him. He then continued to speak.

"Then you won't accept it?" The man asked.

"That's right, he won't accept it. He will take the initiative to write a letter of challenge and ask for the permission of his elders. At that time, I hope Brother Murong doesn't mind that the younger generation is lacking in knowledge. " Dugu Kuang spoke in a dignified manner. He had rejected Murong Cheng's challenge, but he also didn't want to lose the face of the Dugu family. He was indeed an experienced man.

That person still wanted to ask about the exact time, but after being glared at by Dugu Kuang, he did not say anything and ran back sulkily.

From then on, Murong Cheng became famous throughout the world without fighting, and became one of the most dazzling blade artists in the city.

However, he did not care about any title. For the title of number one in the desert, he had already lost the life of his son. He did not want to be surrounded by these fame and fortune again. But he was concerned about another thing.

"Sister-in-law, I want to ask you something. " Murong Cheng lowered his head to look at the cracks on the stone floor and asked coldly.

"What's wrong? Second brother? We're all family. If you have anything to say, just say it. " Ever since Murong Cheng had helped Murong family regain some of the glory they deserved, Mrs. Murong's attitude towards him had become even gentler.

"I don't like beating around the bush. Someone told me. Do you know where he is? Is that true? " Murong Cheng's eyes did not fall on Mrs. Murong's face, but his expression gradually became serious.

The teacup in Mrs. Murong's hand suddenly fell to the ground with a clang, producing a sound of porcelain colliding. She smiled without changing her expression and said, "Look at me. I was so careless. Little Cui, quickly come and clean up! Oh right, Second Brother, what did you say just now?"

Murong Cheng gradually raised his head. He was curious about Mrs. Murong. At this moment, he seemed to no longer recognize this woman in front of him. The more he looked, the more confused he became. The more he looked, the more suspicious he felt. "If you don't know, I will treat it as if I am speaking nonsense. "

"Sigh, Second Brother, other people saw that our Murong family's days were getting better and wanted to provoke us. They really don't like us at all! Ai, but ever since your elder brother passed away, I've been in charge of this family for more than ten years and I've gotten used to it. " As she spoke, two lines of hot tears had already appeared on Mrs. Murong's face.

Murong Cheng did not dare to continue asking and did not dare to look again. He lowered his head and sighed. "Yes. Sister-in-law has worked hard for so many years!"

Murong Yu's life recently was not very good because he met a woman, a very beautiful woman, Dugu Xiu.

Without a doubt, ever since Dugu Ming hid in Merlin, she had become the most beautiful woman in Gusu City. Murong Yu only took a glance at her and was captivated.

He often had insomnia throughout the night, and his mind was filled with all kinds of random thoughts. He was entangled with Dugu Xiu. He wished that he could immediately run to the Dugu family and embrace her, but he did not have the guts!

He didn't have Second Uncle's skills, nor his grandfather's courage. Facing the tall and powerful Dugu family and the wealth and strength of the Nalan family, Murong Yu lowered his head. In the end, he had to rely on his right hand to solve the source of all these desires. It was originally a hand holding a knife.

These few days, Dugu Xiu often went to the mountains to pray to Buddha. For some reason, she started to believe in Buddha. The palanquin she went to the mountains was often heavy. No one knew what else was there besides Dugu Xiu.

The palanquin was the heaviest when she went up the mountain for the first time. There seemed to be two people in it. It was also that time when Murong Yu met Dugu Xiu.

Dugu Xiu lightly stepped on her tights and rolled up a faint dust cloud. Her light purple embroidered shoes were covered with a layer of light muslin. Her graceful waist swayed left and right in the air. Her star-like eyes were motionless as she looked at the two little monks in front of the temple's door.

The little monk's face and ears turned red as she looked at him. He stammered and asked, What?" Buddhist Sect. . . I wonder, what is the fate of the Bodhisattva?"