v2 Chapter 969： sigh (1/2)
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to be frank.
When hearing that all the sub-helms of the world's deficit head have faced internal and external problems in recent years, Gu Qingfeng was not surprised or surprised.
No matter it is big or martial arts, even if only a small family wants to inherit it, it is not that simple. This requires not only a visionary leader, but also a lot of experienced talents to support it. The inheritance of a generation will not be eliminated.
Like a deficit head.
That sounds great.
Sub-rudders are spread all over the world, but what use is it? It is not even the most basic unity. It is completely a piece of sand. Even if there is no immortal stumbling in the dark, it will be a century or a few decades, it will inevitably disintegrate. The old guy is conservative. Young and radical, coupled with outside temptations, sooner or later irreconcilable contradictions will occur.
The only thing that made Qingqing Feng sighing was that the arrogant bones of more than ten Qixiao people such as Father Fengxu were still there, but what made him quite helpless was that these people took the three words of Chixiao people too seriously. It seems heavier than dignity than life.
This completely violates the wishes of Gu Qingfeng.
He carried the trial, took all the blame by himself, and buried the Qixiao Sect by himself. It is not that these people live for the three characters of the Qixiao people, but that they live for themselves. Unfortunately, these people do not understand The truth.
If these people had abandoned their identity as Chixiao people in the past, and did not create any deficits, they would not have happened today.
Let it go for good days.
I have to toss this way.
How can life be settled?
With a sigh, he retracted his consciousness and returned to the guest room. Gu Qingfeng glanced at Fei Kui and asked, ”Who is there in Mingyu's rudder?”
”It was almost the predecessor of the Mingyu Banner under the Master of the Black Heart that year. The Mingyu Banner was the bronze master of the Mingyu Banner, and there were 20 or 30 old Chixiao people.”
At that time, the seventy-two masters of Chixiao, the famous master of Qixiao, had many battle flags under each seat, and there were divisions under the flag. There were a large number of people. The flag master, some may have an impression, and some do not have an impression. Like the so-called Mingyu Banner ’s flag master Tan Bronze, there is no such impression, and I ca n’t remember having such a person. It is unclear.
”Mingyu Qitan Copper ...” Gu Qingfeng murmured the name, but he couldn't remember it. He didn't really remember it, and asked, ”Is all these people following Zhou Tai?”
Fei Kui nodded and said, ”They were once the black heart master Zhou Taihe and the people under him, and they all obeyed the black heart master.”
”Very well, will these people come tomorrow?”
”This ... a small guess, you should be able to do it, no matter what the purpose of Mingyu's sub-rudder is, after all, the master of the mountain and river sub-rudder was also the banner owner of the Achievement of that year. , It must be qualified to talk with the talents equal to Master Fengxu, but ... ”
Fei Kui has been standing honestly, saying carefully: ”The Mingyu sub-rudder is the most famous deficit head sub-rudder in the country of Yan and Luo. In addition to the old Chixiao people of Mingyu Banner, the deficit head There are also a lot of Dixian, and there are many Tianjiao in the younger generation. One of them, Tianjiao, was in Mingyu's helm. He is an apprentice of Tan Tong, surname, company, and Minghao. I heard this son The fortune is amazing, at a young age, but at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he is already the great respect of the law. With the fortune that came into being, even Dixian was not his opponent. Three years ago ... ”
After a pause, Fei Kui looked at Gu Qingfeng and went on to say, ”He was one of the arrogants of the old man who had suffered a cold wound three years ago.”
”Oh? Really? That's just right.”
Gu Qingfeng stood up, stretched a lazy waist, patted Fei Kui's shoulder, and said, ”Okay, you take a break first, and Grandpa goes out and turns around.”