C214 It Was a Narrow Escape

But there's still someone in charge of this place. This person was Murong Ke. If there was only one person in this world who wanted Xiao Nanfeng dead. . . Murong Ke was the only one. Murong Ke knew that with his current cultivation base, it was virtually impossible for him to defeat Xiao Nanfeng face to face. Since he couldn't defeat Xiao Nanfeng, he might as well destroy him.

Before this, Murong Ke had already regarded Xiao Nanfeng as a thorn in his side. Initially, he wanted to defeat Xiao Nanfeng face to face and defeat him. Unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to do so. How could he miss such a great opportunity?

He cleared his throat and tucked the injured hand into his sleeve. He shouted loudly: "Xiao Nanfeng does have guts. He is a man, but please think about it. We have been trapped here all this time. Who is it that caused us to be unable to return home?"

The crowd was in an uproar for a moment. Most of them had shouted out the name of the devil religion. Murong Ke was very satisfied with this. He continued with righteous indignation, "That's right. It's the devil religion. They are burning, killing, robbing, and committing all kinds of crimes in the city. So now, what if we meet the people of the devil religion? "

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" A deafening sound resounded throughout the world. Everyone on the ground would be woken up by this sound. They would think that the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

Murong Ke sighed. "Unfortunately, many of us have clearly seen the people of the devil religion, but we can't bear to attack them. What is the purpose of this? What does he have to do with us? What can he help us with? "

The answer was obviously no. Then Xiao Nanfeng would die for sure. The bonfire slowly rose. The tall Demon Slaying Platform had already ignited a raging fire. Xiao Nanfeng's four limbs were trapped on the wooden cross. His head was lowered, and his lips were still purple. It seemed that the poison had taken effect, and it was almost hopeless.

There was a big pot of oil under the cross. The oil in the pot was boiling. Two or three young men who kept adding firewood were already drenched in the heat. Murong Ke ordered Zuo Xiping to be the supervisor of the execution, while he watched from below.

Zuo Xiping sighed and finally walked up to the Demon Slaying Stage. He picked up the yellow flag and shouted, "Kill the demon and return the righteous path to me!" Under the illumination of the raging flames, there were shouts below.

It seemed like Xiao Nanfeng was going to die this time. Once he was thrown into the pot, he would be doomed beyond redemption, as if everyone was looking forward to this moment.

However, Zuo Xiping could not say it out loud. He did not give the order until Murong Ke coughed twice and urged him. "The oil in the pot must have been boiled. "

Zuo Xiping emphasized the point. He nodded and threw the yellow flag into the oil pan. The guards on both sides of the cross acted almost at the same time and cut off the rope that tied Xiao Nanfeng up. Xiao Nanfeng leaned forward slightly, and poured himself into the oil pot.

The oil pot was very big, enough to accommodate Xiao Nanfeng's entire body. It was only at this moment that people realized that they didn't wish to see this scene happen. Although Xiao Nanfeng was a member of the Devil Cult, he had never done anything to offend the people of the Jianghu. In fact, for the sake of the Gusu City, there was an indelible barrier between him and the elders of the Devil Cult.

How could such a person be someone who should be put into an oil pot? Many of them had already closed their eyes. Some of them lowered their heads, not wanting to see this scene. After all, Xiao Nanfeng was a legend in the martial arts world. He was once a martial arts genius that was sought after by righteous people. He was also one of the few young heroes who could compete with the top ten masters of the martial arts world before the age of 30.

The corners of Murong Ke's mouth curled up slightly. He knew that as long as Xiao Nanfeng was not around, he would definitely be the most skilled swordsman among the younger generation. This kind of honor must not be taken away by others.

Some people lived a mediocre life, but in their later years, they would occasionally become rich or have bright futures. However, the people they envied the most were always those who had succeeded when they were young. These people could enjoy the greatest glory of their lives at their best age. This was the greatest glory of a person's life.

At this moment, a strong wind blew past. A figure came out of nowhere. When he arrived in front of Xiao Nanfeng, He pulled Xiao Nanfeng out of the pot, and Xiao Nanfeng fell heavily to the ground. He kept coughing on the ground. The blood at the corner of his mouth was still black. The man punched Xiao Nanfeng a few times. He took another pill for Xiao Nanfeng and found out. . . There were already many people gathered around.

Murong Ke was the first to rush over. "Who are you? Why did you save the people of the Cult?" The man snorted coldly, but he didn't answer. Instead, he said in an indifferent tone, "The righteous path of the devil religion is actually the same. Who doesn't harm others behind their backs? Who doesn't get harmed behind their backs? Could it be that you are much more open and aboveboard than the Devil Cult? "

The Eight Bag Elder chuckled and said: " We are naturally not comparable to the Devil Cult, but it seems that this brother is biased towards the Devil Cult. Otherwise, why would he come and save Xiao Nanfeng? "

The man shook his head. "I don't belong to any of you. I just don't like how you treat an innocent person. " Murong Ke said sternly, "Hehe. Unless you think we are three-year-old children, everyone knows. Saving Xiao Nanfeng now was no different from courting death. Why would a person who has nothing to do with him want to die? "

The man said with a sneer," Then you are wrong. I am here to save him, not to seek death. You can't do anything to me"

Murong Ke's eyes were burning with anger. He tried his best to control his anger and said coldly, "Then please understand one thing. He is a devil cult member. If you don't want to cause trouble. . . Please leave as soon as possible, although I'm not a good-tempered person. But I can be considered reasonable, innocent people. . . I won't kill!"

The man nodded. "Of course I understand. That's why I treated him and naturally left. You don't need to worry about that, Lord Alliance Master. It has been so many years for the Murong family to produce such a talented person like you. It's really not easy. "

Although these words were praising Murong Ke, it sounded like he was being obedient. This was clearly mocking Murong Ke for insulting his family. Murong Ke finally got angry. "Take off your veil. Don't force me to do it. My blade must be stained with blood. "

The man shook his head. "You definitely don't want to see my face, unless you think you have enough steel heart. " When Murong Ke heard this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. In the end, he still couldn't figure out who this person was. It seemed like this person was closely related to him, but he didn't want to say it out loud.

He couldn't care less about this. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's veil. The man pulled Xiao Nanfeng to the side and shouted, "Do you really want to know who I am?" Murong Ke nodded. "Yes!"

"You will never regret it?" The man asked again. Murong Ke's knife was already halfway out. "Of course I will not regret it!" The man laughed loudly and said in a stern voice. "Okay! Then you can take a look!"

That person took off his veil. After Murong Ke saw it, he was almost stunned. This face was very familiar. It was Second Uncle, Murong Cheng's face. Why did Murong Cheng come here to save Xiao Nanfeng? This was an unbelievable thing.

"Second Uncle! What are you doing this for?" Murong Ke cried out involuntarily. Murong Cheng smiled coldly and said, "I think you must regret it very much right now. Why do you regret it? They don't know, you must know it very well. "

Murong Ke's face turned red. He sighed and said," Second Uncle, it's a long story. Let's go home and have a good chat. " Murong Cheng shook his head. "I didn't plan to say anything here, but tell me now. Do you regret it? And you are regretting it to death? "

Murong Ke shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "Second Uncle, where do you think you are going to start? It was not easy for us to get together. I am happy. How can I regret it? Let's not talk about this for now. How about you come with me to the tent and have a drink?"

Murong Cheng shook his head. "I am thinking that if I was not injured at that time, the person sitting in your seat would be me. Would I do the same thing as you?"

Murong Ke's face had already turned red. The position of the chief had indeed belonged to Murong Cheng. Murong Cheng had escaped from the Five Phoenix Brothel with his people. No one knew how much suffering he had suffered. This matter would never be forgotten.

However, Murong Ke had been doing this for a very long time, and he had an endless supply of wealth to support him. Therefore, it wasn't really important who would become the chief now.

Murong Ke sighed. "Second Uncle, the position of the Alliance Master is yours. If you want to be the Alliance Master, I will naturally let Second Uncle be the Alliance Master now. Don't tell me Second Uncle doesn't trust me?"

Murong Cheng shook his head. "I don't trust you. If everyone knew why I only appeared here until now, do you think they would still think that you are suitable to be the Alliance Master? "

Murong Ke's eyes lit up again. He said coldly, "Second Uncle's words are serious. Why are there so many family matters to be discussed here? Can't the family settle it? "

Murong Cheng shook his head. "This is not a family matter to begin with. Of course, I definitely didn't say that because of this position. Today, you asked me to take Xiao Nanfeng away. Then, take these words as nonsense. "

The two of them were silent for a long time. The surroundings were also deathly silent. No one was willing to make a stand at this time, because no matter what, they were uncle and nephew. No matter how great the hatred was, it couldn't be resolved.

People in the pugilistic world generally did not want to get involved in family matters. Now, this was clearly the family matters of the Murong family. Murong Ke let out a long breath and said, "You can take the man away, but I want you to remember that I have to get my hands on the Gusu City. No matter whether he's alive or not, he won't be able to stop us from destroying the devil religion!"

Murong Cheng nodded and said, "Thank you, Alliance Master Mu Rong!" He jumped up with Xiao Nanfeng, but before he left, he was hit by a cold star on his ankle. He carried Xiao Nanfeng on his back and fell to the ground.

The cold blade was already out. Murong Cheng used the blade to support his body. Eight bags of elders followed closely behind and said with a cold smile: "Brother, you seem to have forgotten something and didn't take it with you. "

Murong Cheng said coldly, "What is it?" The eight bags of elders said with a smile. "What you said!" Those words were naturally the most disruptive to the morale of the army. They were all whispering to each other. Although Murong Cheng didn't say it out loud, not even an idiot could guess it. Murong Ke must have done something to prevent Murong Cheng from returning to the Pugilistic World.

As long as Murong Cheng didn't return, the position of the alliance chief would always belong to Murong Ke. The more these words spread, the fiercer it became. Sooner or later, the morale of the army would drop. The only thing they could do now was to kill the first person who said this!

Murong Ke was Murong Cheng's nephew. Of course, he wouldn't do it himself. Only eight bags of elders could do it for him. Although the eight bags elder was still injured, his physical strength had mostly recovered. The reason he jumped out now was naturally to settle this matter for Murong Ke.

No matter what, Murong Cheng had to die. Not only did he offend Murong Ke, he also wanted to save Xiao Nanfeng. No matter which one it was, he wouldn't be able to leave this place alive.

Eight bags of elders had arrived. A group of Beggar Sect disciples followed them. They surrounded Murong Cheng and Xiao Nanfeng so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out. The Beggar Sect had a large number of people. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, it was their usual style to build up their momentum first.

Moreover, the disciples of the Beggar Gang were usually very useful. At the very least, they were very smart. A person who had lived at the bottom of society for a long time knew how to survive in a dangerous environment. This was something that they understood very well.

Now, this group of smart people surrounded Murong Cheng, as if each of them could drown him with a single spit. Murong Cheng's heel was bleeding. It was caused by the hidden weapon of the eight bags of elders.

The hidden weapon was poisonous, this was the trick of ordinary people in the pugilistic world. Murong Cheng already knew that under the complicated situation at that time, someone would definitely do something to him. He never thought that this person would do something to him after the incident. Now that he had done it, no one knew about it. One day, he would know that Murong Cheng had died because of an accident, not because of Murong Ke.

Murong Cheng said with a sneer, "Did he call you all here?" The elder shook his head. "There are some things that you shouldn't say, but you can say more. After tonight, you don't have to say anything. "

Murong Cheng nodded. "You are right. Your hidden weapon is poisonous. This is the only reason why you are still alive. " The eight bags of elders smiled. The wrinkles on their faces had already piled up together. He didn't expect that at this point. . . This Great Desert King was still so stubborn. He was extremely clear on this poison. In less than an hour, He would die without a doubt.

Therefore, what he said now was simply a joke. The Eight Bag Elder smiled. "Some people will not tell the truth even before they die. Although this is not a good thing, it is still a good experience to be able to deceive themselves. "

Murong Cheng's blade was trembling slightly. He wanted to prove that what he said was true, but he couldn't lift the blade in his hand. In the darkness, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him and laughing at him. These eyes belonged to the Mu Rong family!

Murong Cheng finally sighed. "Then you can kill him. Maybe you can succeed. " Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down his face. His heart kept beating, and his whole body seemed to have disappeared.

The Eight Bag Elder walked towards him with a smile. Although his legs were still somewhat inconvenient, his inner energy did not weaken at all. The eight-pack elder's crutch pressed against Murong Cheng's neck. Murong Cheng closed his eyes slightly.

But at this moment, A pair of hands, filled with strength, firmly grabbed onto the crutch. Xiao Nanfeng woke up!