C277 The Light Dimmed

Salam knelt in front of Zhuo Ma's grave. It was cold and quiet here, and no one else existed. The cold wind blew the fallen leaves along with a slight chill on Salam's body.

Salam did not move, and there was no change in his body. This was the quality a saber user should have. No matter how harsh the outside world's environment was, when doing a solemn thing, one could not be careless.

After worshipping his sister, Salam's expression did not improve at all. He said faintly, "Now, it's time to settle the matter between us. Isn't that so?"

These words were meant for Murong Cheng. Not only was the relationship between brother-in-law and uncle, but it was also the relationship between their father's killer. Moreover, they were the two parties that had to meet in the battle of honor. Therefore, they had to have an understanding of each other.

Since Murong Cheng was still the Great Desert King and this title had not been officially banned, Salam should reclaim the glory that belonged to them for his family. Only by snatching it back with his own hands would it be true glory.

Murong Cheng nodded his head. "It's time to settle this matter. Then what knife do you want to use? " Salam patted his waist. "Of course it's my knife. I'll return this knife to you. Before I officially take it from you, this knife will still belong to you for now. "

Murong Cheng took the blade and carefully looked at the blade that symbolized the Great Devil King. Xiao Nanfeng really couldn't understand. Just now, he thought that these two were relatives and wouldn't fight, but now, it seemed like these two were actually fighting to the death.

Xiao Nanfeng waved his hand. "Wait, wait, wait. Can't we sit down and have a drink or two before we talk? Must we get this out of hand? You, I think you are very close to each other, aren't you? "

Salam shook his head. " There is no need to talk about this. " There was indeed no need to talk about this matter. No matter whose father was killed by an enemy, there was no need to talk about this matter. Moreover, this enemy had taken away all the honor of their family.

Murong Cheng also nodded his head. "This matter can only be discussed with a knife. " As he spoke, Murong Cheng flew up. The light of the knife was sharp. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen blade lights had landed in front of Salam.

Salam reacted quickly. He took three steps back and drew the blade from his waist. This blade was as long as an arm, but it was wider than a palm. Xiao Nanfeng had never seen this knife before. It was so wide. It must not be very convenient to use.

However, this knife was so easy to use in Salam's hands. It gave people the illusion that this knife was stuck to Salam's hand. No, it should be said that it was grown together.

Because no one could use such a cumbersome knife as nimbly as an arm, except for Salam. Salam's martial arts had improved a lot, and Murong Cheng had also noticed this.

He even thought that Salam had the possibility of defeating him, because Murong Cheng had no desire to continue fighting. What mattered most to him now was how much more Murong Ke wanted to fight.

The Murong family could no longer endure the torture of anyone. Although Murong Ke seemed to be in the limelight now, what he did was to roast the entire Murong family on the fire.

He had won. The Murong family disdained to share the spoils of war with him. If they lost, the Murong family would have to bear the responsibility together with him. This crime was very likely to be the extermination of their entire family. The Murong family had already suffered a situation where their entire family was being hunted down, so they didn't really care about what happened today.

As long as you were a member of your family, you wouldn't want this to happen in your family. Murong Cheng didn't want this to happen, so he would rather kill this nephew of his than let him do whatever he wanted.

Unfortunately, Salam had appeared on the way. Under Salam's rule, the Mobei Sect had gradually unified the Mobei Martial Arts World and was now the biggest sect in Mobei. However, the Northern Desert Sect had always had a huge regret. It was that Salam could not become the Great Desert King.

Therefore, Salam had the absolute strength to come to the Central Plains and search for the dignity and treasured saber that his father had lost. Murong Cheng's departure in the past had caused the entire desert to undergo a tremendous change. Those who had followed him in the past had now turned into piles of bones. Salam's determined look had made everyone respect him.

The world that Murong Cheng had fought for in the Great Desert had ceased to exist. Now, it was Salam's world, it was the world of the entire Mobei Sect. Murong Cheng had no choice but to accept this reality, and he had no choice but to accept this reality.

There was only the saber. In this world, only a knife could resolve the love and hate between these two people. Xiao Nanfeng waited anxiously at the side. He did not want any side to be hurt, especially Murong Cheng.

He knew Murong Cheng too well. Even if he didn't want to deal with this person in front of him, as long as this person showed his knife, he would have no choice but to use the knife to deal with him.

This was what a saber user should look like. If he didn't use his saber, anything could happen. However, once he used his saber, there was no need for words to explain, because it would be useless to explain.

Murong Cheng's saber technique was steady and experienced, while Salam's saber technique was spicy and domineering. Every time Salam attacked, he felt as if he was going to tear his opponent into pieces. His saber was also a domineering saber. He was also a domineering person, and his saber technique was even more domineering.

Murong Cheng's attack didn't make any progress, but Salam's Qi had completely suppressed any of Murong Cheng's attacks. Xiao Nanfeng clenched his fists. At this moment, a voice sounded in his ears, "Don't be too nervous. He won't lose. "

Xiao Nanfeng immediately turned around. At this moment, Mrs. Murong had already walked to Xiao Nanfeng's side and stood by the side to watch the battle between Murong Cheng and Salam. She seemed very generous and proper. Even if she came abruptly, it could not hide her temperament and poise at all.

Xiao Nanfeng was puzzled and said, "Mrs. Murong, why do you see it like this?" Mrs. Murong's firm eyes did not leave Murong Cheng's blade for a moment. She firmly said, "Because he is the grandson of Murong family!"

This explanation was very domineering. It turned out that the true domineering aura did not flow on the outside but deep into the heart. Only the Murong family had such a domineering aura. Comparatively speaking, Salam's domineering aura was too obvious. This kind of domineering aura would only magnify his weakness to his opponent.

Although Murong Cheng's attack did not make any progress, his blade technique was not messy because of his opponent's dominance. This meant that Murong Cheng was waiting for an opportunity, a chance that could make all of his overbearing blade techniques explode.

Xiao Nanfeng could not help but nod. He realized that Mrs. Murong, who did not know any martial arts, was the one who truly understood the essence of knife skills. Once again, he had some admiration for this woman.

Unfortunately, she was Murong Ke's mother. This was a reality that could never be changed. So one day, Xiao Nanfeng would have to face Mrs. Murong. Murong Ke had already committed an unforgivable crime. No matter how magnanimous Xiao Nanfeng was, he would never forgive this person. Therefore, he could only let Mrs. Murong down.

At this moment, Mrs. Murong was still very solemn and solemn. A few light red peach blossoms were inlaid on her elegant landing dress. This kind of attire made Mrs. Murong even younger by a few years.

If one did not recognize her, they would definitely not believe that she already had a son in his twenties. Xiao Nanfeng could not help asking, "Then what do Mrs. Murong think of the outcome of these two people?"

Mrs. Murong frowned and shook her head, "The men of Murong family won't lose, but he definitely won't kill this person, because he has feelings. "

This was the most accurate judgment of Murong Cheng. He was a cold-faced swordsman, but his heart was filled with emotions. The man in front of him was not only his opponent, but also his wife's younger brother. He had no way of killing his wife's younger brother. Even if he went down below, he wouldn't be able to explain it to his wife.

As expected, Murong Cheng seized the opportunity with his blade. In the blink of an eye, the blade had already cut through Salam's blade, and was now approaching Salam's eyes. While Salam was in a state of shock, he quickly tried to defend himself, but Murong Cheng's finger had hit his chest. Murong Cheng seized the opportunity to grab Ba Dao from Salam's hand, and the blade in his other hand landed on Salam's shoulder.

Salam slightly closed his eyes and said coldly: "I still lost. So now you can kill me. " Murong Cheng did not say anything. He just looked at Salam in a daze, as if he had seen his wife Zhuo Ma.

Zhuo Ma had been feeling guilty for losing her son for the rest of her life. Murong Cheng had also blamed Zhuo Ma for losing his son for the rest of his life. However, it was only when Zhuo Ma died that Murong Cheng suddenly realized that only those who were alive were the most important. Why should he let those who were alive suffer for the rest of their lives because of the mistakes of the past?

He suddenly felt a little sorry for his wife. In this generation, Zhuo Ma did not hesitate to fall out with her father and her family for Murong Cheng. For Murong Cheng, Zhuo Ma went from a young lady who did not touch the spring water with her hands to a housewife who handled housework.

For Murong Cheng, Zhuo Ma did not hesitate to follow him for tens of thousands of miles. She ran all over the place but could not exchange for Murong Cheng's good expression. Thinking of this, tears actually flowed down from Murong Cheng's eyes.

He had let his wife down, he had let down the most important person in his life, but it was already too late, so he definitely could not do anything to his wife's younger brother.

"You can leave. " Murong Cheng said plainly. Not only did he ask Salam to leave, he also asked Salam to leave with the treasured saber of the Great Desert King. "Only the few of us know about today's duel. From now on, you are the Great Desert King, and I have already been defeated by you. "

Salam's face turned red, as if he couldn't understand the reason behind Murong Cheng's action. He said in a stern voice. "Do you think that I will accept your pathetic charity?"

Murong Cheng shook his head. "This is not charity. This is repayment. This knife and all the glory belongs to your family. It belongs to you, I shouldn't have gone to the desert. I shouldn't have taken this blade away for a moment of loyalty. So, The owner of this knife wasn't me to begin with, so I'll return it to you today. I can only say that it's returned to its owner. "

"The things that have been lost can only be recovered by relying on one's own ability Isn't that so?" Tears seemed to be blinking in Salam's deep eyes.

Murong Cheng said, "Actually, this blade has never left your family. Because I am your brother-in-law, and I love your sister deeply. So, I am a member of your family. Now, I will pass this knife, which was supposed to be passed down to you by your father. Is there a problem with that?"

Salam's eyes turned red. He could no longer bear the excitement in his heart. There was no way he could deny this. This man in front of him was not only an enemy, but also a family member.

Why did the hatred between family members continue? The relationship that should have been restored, why did it have to be broken? This should not have happened in the first place. Why did it have to happen again now?

Salam almost collapsed and knelt down. He finally shouted loudly, "Brother-in-law!" Murong Cheng also knelt down. He hugged Salam as if he was hugging Zhuo Ma.

The thing that people could not resolve in this world was hatred, but there was one thing that could easily resolve this hatred, and that was emotion.

Only those with emotions could use emotions to resolve hatred. This point. . . He had done it. Salam left the place step by step, leaving Gusu. He had achieved his goal, and he didn't want to participate in everything here. The desert had always been his home, and he had to go back now. Explaining to the world, this blade, The Great Desert King had never left their family!

Mrs. Murong said to Murong Cheng, "If one day you can do the same to him, then even if I die, I will feel at ease. " Murong Cheng's eyes suddenly became firm, "He is different. "

Mrs. Murong widened her eyes and said, "Why is he different? Isn't he also your relative?" Murong Cheng shook his head. "No, he is not only my family. He is also my enemy. "

Mrs. Murong sighed, "Isn't that person just now also your enemy? You can forgive him. Why can't you forgive your nephew who is related to you by blood?"

Murong Cheng said sternly. "If he killed me, I will never blame him! However, he didn't kill me, he killed my wife! I should have died. Sister-in-law, do you know? "

Mrs. Murong knelt on the ground, her eyes filled with tears. "No matter what, he is your nephew. Even if you don't want him to live, you should at least leave a future for the Murong family, right? Don't tell me you really want the empire that the old man has conquered with one hand, to have no successors? "

Murong Cheng said coldly. "If the descendants of the Murong family are like him, then I would rather the Mu Rong family be destroyed. No one would want to see their family become weaker and weaker until they fail. "

Mrs. Murong sighed, "No matter what, the Murong family must continue. This is my bottom line. Second brother, if you don't let the Murong family have a successor, then kill me first. I can't even face the old man in the underworld. "