Chapter 649： force (2/2)
They shook their heads, and they were also curious.
Murong Chun said: ”Anyway, the mountain owner saved his life.”
Zhuge Feng's face was gloomy.
Xia Li said: ”After all, they are father and son. The blood of the father and son can not be erased. When it is time to save, the young master will still save.”
”I would rather die!” Zhuge Feng said coldly.
Murong Chun and Xia Liyan looked at each other and gave a cough.
The other four elders pushed in the door and rushed to Zhuge Feng, holding their fists: ”Shan Master.”
Zhuge Feng nodded.
Murong Chun and Xia Liyan suddenly stepped back two steps, kneeling before the couch.
The remaining four elders knelt behind them.
The six knelt straight on the couch and looked at him calmly.
Zhuge Feng froze, and waved his hands, ”What are you doing!”
He was weak and couldn't exercise violently. He couldn't get out of bed but had to worry.
The man had gold under his knees, kneeling down on his knees, and even his courtiers bowed and saluted even when they saw the emperor. The disciples only bowed their fists to the mountain master, never such a gift.
Murong Chun said: ”Our six elders asked the mountain lord, immediately set up the next mountain lord, pass down the mind, lest Funiu Mountain be completely passed down, we cannot be sinners of Funiu Mountain!”
Zhuge Feng put down his hand, sighed, watching their firm look, and slowly nodded: ”Okay, I promise you.”
Everyone was overjoyed.
They did not expect Zhuge Feng to agree so easily, they thought they would persuade them.
Murong Chun said: ”Master, young master can be the next master!”
”Impossible!” Zhuge Feng shook his head and Shen said, ”I will set up the next mountain lord tomorrow, but it will never be him!”
”Mountain Master!” Murong Chun said: ”If it is not a young master, what is the use of setting up the next Master? If the Master fails, he will die ~ ~ How can the next Master survive? Only when the master has amazing skill, can I protect myself, so that I will not sever the whole vein of Funiu Mountain! ”
”I decided to make Murong Liang the next master of the mountain.” Zhuge Feng waved his hands and said, ”You don't have to say much, just stand back!”
”The Lord of the Mountain!” Murong Chun said in a deep voice: ”He can only play with cleverness, his qualifications are ordinary, and he is embarrassed!”
Zhuge Feng fell on the couch, turned his head away from listening or watching, and wouldn't change his mind if he died on his knees.
Everyone looked helplessly and stood up.
Xia Liyan glanced at Murong Chun: ”It's impossible, just pass it to Murong Liang.”
Murong Chun shook his head: ”He is embarrassed. He really wants to become the next mountain owner to seek his own way of death. Although he disdains, my father can't watch him die!”
He said he strode away.
At midnight, the moonlight was like water, Chu Li drifted to Zhugefeng's courtyard.
”Who?” A young man in a blue shirt drank, stood out from the shadows, and stood against the sword.
Chu Li glanced at him: ”Xiao Tang, I want to say something to him.”
”... Yes.” Xiao Tang nodded and stepped back.
Chu Li pushed the door into the bedroom and came to Zhuge Feng's bed.
The bedroom was brightly lit, and Zhuge Feng was sitting cross-legged on the couch to treat his injuries. He heard the movement, opened his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were cold and there was no trace of temperature.
Chu Li took a silk album from his arms and handed it to Zhu Gefeng: ”This is the secret that I got.”
”Aren't you ruined?” Zhuge Feng said coldly, without reaching for his hand.
”I don't want to see what the secret is?” Chu Li calmly said, without making fun of his righteousness.
Obviously curious to take over to see it, but holding back, pretending that if nothing happens, do not look at it.
Zhuge Feng is really desperately restraining himself, and does not let his eyes look up at the secret coffin. (To be continued.)