C78 Traces of Blurred Vision

"Rolling, rolling, no!" The door was heavily shut.

Mrs. Murong was indeed a lady from a prestigious family. At this moment, she was still calm and composed. She sighed and said, "They are all pitiful people. Why don't we let him in for a night?"

The butler ordered people to drag the drunkard in and place him beside the woodshed.

"What a kind-hearted person. If he drinks another mouthful of wine, it will be even more amazing!" The drunkard laughed.

The butler coldly glared at him and said: "You still want to drink? We're all drinking to our heart's content. "

Xiang did not know what happened and at this time, she had already brought a large bowl of white and tender fish soup into the house. "Madam, quickly drink some fish soup. The house at home is dirty but these bowls and chopsticks are all clean. "

Mrs. Murong looked at Xiang with relief and smiled. "Sigh, Xiang is a good girl who loves cleanliness. Look at this house, it is so clean. If it was not for you wanting to marry Gui back then, I would not have let you leave my side. "

Xiang was a servant girl by Mrs. Murong's side. When she married Gui back then, she was also under the orders of her parents. Fortunately, Gui was a diligent young man. All these years, Xiang did not suffer much.

"Madam, you must be joking. To be honest, I can't bear to leave Madam. " Xiang thought about it and her eyes became moist.

Mrs. Murong drank a mouthful of fish soup and smiled. "Sigh. So many years have passed. Alright, alright, silly girl. "

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked by someone. Everyone turned pale with fright. Even the fish soup in Mrs. Murong's hands splashed out.

"Quickly go and take a look. What happened!" The butler said softly.

Before his subordinates could go out, a burst of laughter came from outside the door: "Hahaha, it's so hard to find our brothers! Mrs. Murong, come out quickly!"

Mrs. Murong put down the fish soup, quietly closed her eyes, and then stood up calmly.

" No, Madam, you can't go out! Let me go out and meet them!" The butler said with a trembling voice.

How could the butler know any martial arts? Besides taking care of housework, He was so weak that he couldn't even truss a chicken. Mrs. Murong smiled, "No need, housekeeper. For so many years, you have worked hard for our family. I have a house in the east side of the city. There are some valuable things in the house. The land is bought in your name. We, the Murong family, have finally come to an end. Consider this a gift from our Murong family to you after so many years of hard work! "

The butler was moved to tears. He supported Mrs. Murong and walked out. Before they reached the door, the drunkard beside the firewood shed stretched and said: "Hey, you guys go out. I think it's not possible!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!? Our wife is blessed by the heavens!" The butler said fiercely.

The drunkard smiled and said: "Hehe, a good man has his own fortune. But the knives in these people's hands, I'm afraid they don't know you're good people, right?"

Mrs. Murong sneered and did not care about this person's sarcasm and walked out alone. "I am here. What do you want?"

"What do you want? Hehe, Mrs. Murong, it's very simple. Hand over the key. You don't have to worry about the rest. Don't worry, I'll ensure your complete corpse! " The leopard-faced man laughed loudly.

Mrs. Murong sneered. "I don't have the key that you want. As for my life, I have already disregarded it. "

"Oh? Is that so? Then your drunkard nephew's life. . . You don't want it either?" The leopard-faced man said coldly.

Mrs. Murong suddenly widened her eyes. "What did you do to Yu'er?"

"Don't worry, he is very safe now. But if you don't cooperate, then there is no guarantee. " The leopard-faced man said faintly.

Mrs. Murong sighed and said, "The Main Shrine Wall Mirror is the ancestral hall of Murong family. No one is allowed to trample it. Yu'er is a descendant of Murong family. After his death, he will enter the ancestral hall. I think he can understand my good intentions. Don't waste your time! "

"Is that so? Bring it up!" The leopard-faced man waved his hand confidently.

However, the servant did not make a move. After a long while, a black-masked man walked up and quietly said," Guardian, that kid is too inconspicuous. He is like a dead man. I think our brothers have forgotten about him. "

The leopard-faced man could not believe his ears. He seriously recalled in his head and smacked the black-masked man's face with his big mouth. "Idiot!"

Mrs. Murong sneered, "Haha, don't waste your time. The disciples of Murong family will never lower their heads to you. "

The man's facial expression changed slightly, but no one could tell what he was thinking. He paced left and right for a long time. He nodded and said: "As expected of Mrs. Murong. I already knew that Mrs. Murong was a hero among women, but after seeing her today, she is indeed extraordinary. However, you forgot one thing. "

Mrs. Murong's brows slightly raised as she squinted her eyes and asked, "What did you forget?"

The leopard-faced man shook his head and said. "Whose Main Shrine Wall Mirror is this?"

"What a joke. Of course it belongs to Murong family. " Mrs. Murong said with her face facing upwards.

The reason why the Mu Rong family had been in existence for so long was not only because of their superb saber techniques, but also because of the Main Shrine Wall Mirror. According to the legends, apart from the countless peerless treasures in the Main Shrine Wall Mirror, there were also some profound and profound martial arts secret manuals.

Anyone who wanted to have some achievements in the martial arts world would like to enter the Main Shrine Wall Mirror and study it. Back then, Murong Ying had only been in seclusion in the Main Shrine Wall Mirror for three months, and his name had already risen to fame in the martial arts world.

"Hehe, since he's from the Murong family, then if all the people from the Murong family are dead. . . What's the use of keeping this Main Shrine Wall Mirror?" The leopard-faced man sneered and reminded.

Mrs. Murong's expression was extremely ugly. It wasn't that she hadn't considered this point. The news of the Murong family had spread here. In this generation, there were only two brothers, Murong Ke and Murong Yu. Apart from them, there was no other branch.

Currently, it was unknown whether Murong Yu was dead or alive. Her only hope was placed on Murong Ke. She wasn't worried that Murong Ke would be killed because she knew her son very well. Furthermore, she also knew where her son was right now.

Mrs. Murong pondered for a long time and sighed. "If you find my Yu'er, then consider him lucky. There is absolutely no coward in our Murong family. Life and death are determined by fate. If today is the day of our Murong family's defeat, it will be considered fate. I will not force you. "

These words shocked the man. At this moment, his subordinate whispered a few words into his ear. The man's gloomy face suddenly wrinkled into a smile. "Mrs. Murong, I know. Murong Yu is your nephew. Naturally, you don't care about him. If it was your son, Murong Ke, what would you do?"

Mrs. Murong widened her eyes, but she was still calm. "My son has gone missing a few years ago. Don't talk nonsense here. "

The leopard-faced man took out a piece of jade from his palm and said. "Haha, and. . . I wonder who owned this jade pendant. If it wasn't Young Master Murong, I would have executed him on the spot. "

Mrs. Murong stared at the jade pendant for a while, and her facial expression changed. She couldn't believe her eyes. Her eyes were moist, but her mouth was still stubborn. " This, this, don't use such a trick to lie to me. "

The leopard-faced man sighed and said, "To tell you the truth, just now we set up an inescapable net in your house. Unfortunately, your young master just happened to come back. What a handsome young man. What a pity. If you don't believe me, I'm afraid that this jade pendant can't be faked, right? "

This jade pendant could not be faked because there was a gap on it. It was created by Murong Ke when he was young, and because of this, he was beaten up by Murong Ying.

Mrs. Murong suddenly could not stand anymore. The people beside her quickly supported her. The man with the leopard face struck while the iron was hot. "Sigh, everyone knows the heart of a mother. How about this, you tell me where the key is, and I'll let your son go. "

Mrs. Murong let out a long sigh and asked, "Where is my son now? I want to see him. "

The leopard-faced man shook his head and said, "I don't like to say it a second time. Besides, I'm an impatient person. "

Mrs. Murong frowned and said, "If you don't let my son go, I will make you regret it!"

Before she finished speaking, an old voice came from beside her, "If you believe this kind of nonsense, then you will regret it. "

Everyone's eyes were focused on the firewood shed. That slovenly beggar actually spoke, and he spoke in a serious manner.

The leopard-faced man who originally thought he had a good plan suddenly revealed a fierce expression. He stared fixedly at that limp beggar on the other side of the firewood shed. He said sternly, "What kind of hero is sneaking around?"

The beggar sneered and said, "In terms of sneaking around, I am not a match for you. "

The leopard-faced man was speechless for a moment. He called a few black-masked men and quietly went forward. Each of them held a shiny long saber in their hands. Their footsteps were light and hurried. This kind of martial arts was much better than ordinary people.

When the saber light approached, the beggar suddenly turned his body. The moment he turned his body around, the few black-masked men fell to the side almost at the same time. The long saber in his hand was already firmly wrapped around the beggar's armpit.

The beggar stretched his body, opened his mouth wide, and yawned. "Shameless fellow, sneaking around sneakily, what kind of hero is he?"

Veins popped out on the leopard-faced man's neck. At this moment, the person beside him reminded: "Guard, we need to get down to business. "

Only then did the man put away his anger. He turned to Mrs. Murong and said, "Madam, I will give you one last chance. There is a limit to my patience. "

Mrs. Murong turned back to look at the limp beggar. It seemed that he was a powerful character but he did not have the intention to help. At this moment, her mind was in a mess and she could not care less and could not help but take out a piece of cloth from her bosom. The snow white satin was densely embroidered with various lines. On the right side of the cloth was a deep mountain.

Mrs. Murong said with a trembling voice. "Here, this is where the key is located. I hope you keep your promise. "

The leopard-faced man quickly went forward to retrieve it. The piece of cloth. Unknowingly, the beggar suddenly got up and scuttled over. He snatched the piece of cloth from Mrs. Murong's hand and looked down at it. Then, he pinched it in his palm.

The leopard faced man's originally smiling expression suddenly froze in the cold wind. He angrily said, "Bastard, you ruined my good deed again and again. What exactly is the matter?"

The beggar chuckled. "Wouldn't it be a waste to give you such a fragrant piece of cloth?" As he spoke, he took the piece of cloth and sniffed it carefully.

Mrs. Murong's face was slightly red as she angrily said, "Bastard! Even if you are a famous hero, how can you be so disrespectful to me?"

The beggar smiled and said, "Even if you give it to him, it will be in vain. If you give it to me, it will also be in vain. Why don't you give it to me, this stinky beggar?"

The corner of Mrs. Murong's mouth was already trembling but she did not dare to take a step forward because if she continued to walk forward, it was very likely that she would fall into the hands of these two people.

Looking at it now, it seemed that this beggar might not be a match for them. But she did not know if he was a friend or not. On the other hand, the leopard-faced man had already flown into a rage out of humiliation. He pulled out the long saber from his waist and charged straight at the beggar.

The beggar did not move at all. He only smiled faintly. "This bit of skill of yours is not enough. " As he spoke, his two fingers moved slightly. The leopard-faced man's long blade was actually suspended in midair. The tip of the blade was actually firmly clamped by those two fingers.

The leopard-faced man seemed to have used all of his strength, but the beggar still remained motionless. Everyone present was stunned, and those black-masked men were so scared that they took three or four steps back.

Although the leopard-faced man's martial arts wasn't the best in the Pugilistic World, he was definitely not a second-rate martial artist. At this moment, he had become worthless in front of this beggar. It was hard to believe.

The beggar smiled and loosened his fingers. The leopard-faced man's face had turned red. With a clang, the long saber fell to the ground. He collapsed to the ground and panted heavily. "You, you, you are not a human!"

The beggar laughed loudly with his face facing up. Everyone revealed a shocked expression. Even Mrs. Murong, who had seen all the heroes of the world, had a whole new level of respect for this person.

At this moment, the leopard-faced man suddenly jumped out and rushed towards Mrs. Murong. Although he did not have a knife in his hand, it was more than enough to deal with a girl like Mrs. Murong.

In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Murong was already held hostage by him. The leopard-faced man gasped, "You, no matter how powerful you are, you can't save her! If you know what's good for you, give me the map. Otherwise, this woman will be finished today!"

The beggar, who thought that he would stop smiling, laughed even harder: "Hehe, do you think I will give up this treasure for her? You are too naive, too naive. You will never be lucky to travel in the martial world. "

The leopard-faced man's face turned sallow. He hurriedly took a few steps back to prevent the beggar from launching a sneak attack. He said with a trembling voice: "Is that so? Then don't blame me!"

His hand suddenly exerted strength and Mrs. Murong's face suddenly became somewhat ugly. There was actually some blood flowing out from the corner of her mouth.

The beggar frowned slightly. He said indifferently. Forget it, forget it. Who asked me to be a person who has compassion for the fairer sex. Let her go. This map is yours! However, I have something to say first. If the map is given to you, it will hurt her in the slightest. No one here will walk out alive. "

"Of course. I don't think you're a stone-hearted person either. A person's heart is soft. It has always been unlucky to walk the Jianghu. " The leopard-faced man smiled.

After taking the picture, the leopard-faced man pushed Mrs. Murong to the beggar and quickly ran out with his men.

Mrs. Murong firmly fell into the beggar's arms and her breathing gradually became hurried.

When the beggar hugged her, she had already fainted.