Chapter 722 I Come on Behalf of the King

??Seeing Mr. Kumu crying and laughing, pointing at Gu Qingfeng and saying that he was still alive, no one could understand. Taoist Master Xuanxin, Liu Qingyan, Qingxi and others in Wuse Mountain also didn’t know what was going on, and they also Not daring to think too much, he immediately went over to ask. However, no matter how they asked, Mr. Kumu seemed to have not heard, still crying and laughing, and his mood was very unstable.

"Guilty! No! It's me who should really feel guilty!"

Mr. Kumu burst into tears and cried: "If I hadn't made my own decision and led the king to Daqing Mountain, the king would not have... therefore embarked on a road of no return!!"

This scene made everyone feel extremely surprised. Everyone could see that Mr. Kumu was so excited because of guilt. But why was the old man like this?

Could it be that he believed that this man was the real Master Chi Yan?

Yes!

should be!

Otherwise, the old man would never be so excited.

Thinking of this, the people in Wuse Mountain were worried and had some headaches.

Because they all know that the old man has always felt guilty about the king, so it is easy to trust others. Fifty years ago, he credulously believed in Gu Tiansheng, who claimed to be the descendant of the king. Unexpectedly, fifty years later, he would trust this man who claimed to be the descendant of the king again. Gu Qingfeng, the young master of Chi Yan.

"Uncle Master, it is still unknown whether this person is the real Master Chi Yan. There is no need for you to be like this!"

Liu Qingyan advised: "Even if he is Master Chi Yan, he may not really be the successor of the king."

"Uncle Master, Patriarch Feng Lie is the king's benefactor. If he is really the king's successor, how could he do it?" Taoist Master Xuanxin also advised: "Moreover, the music he played just now is very likely to be Don’t trust others with the artistic conception derived through spiritual means.”

Everyone around him also tried to persuade the old man not to believe it easily, let alone forget what happened to Gu Tiansheng fifty years ago. <>

Of course.

Mr. Kumu turned a deaf ear. He was as if he had lost his mind. Instead of listening to others' persuasion, he even shouted to Xuan Xin and Liu Qingyan of Wuseshan: "Shut up! Shut up! Kneel down! Give them all to me." Kneel down!"

Mr. Kumu's shout was loud, as if he was shouting with all his strength by tearing his throat.

But when he shouted, everyone was stunned.

Kneel down?

Why did Mr. Kumu ask Xuanxin and others to kneel down?

Even if the old man believes that this man is the real Master Chi Yan and that he is the descendant of the king, there is no need to kneel down, right?

Xuan Xin and others from Wuse Mountain were stunned there, at a loss.

"You bastard! Kneel down! Kneel down!!"

Mr. Kumu's face turned red with anger and he roared angrily.

Xuan Xin, Liu Qingyan and others looked at me and me with big eyes and small eyes. Just when they didn't know what to do, an even more shocking scene happened. Old Mr. Kumu plopped With a cry, he knelt on the ground and said: "I am ignorant, please...please don't blame me!"

Oh my God!

How is this going?

Why did the old man kneel down on his own?

And he also asked Master Chiyan for forgiveness?

this……

Why?

Why?

To put it ten thousand steps back, even if this person is really the descendant of the king, the old man does not need to kneel down at all!

If anyone kneels down, it should be the descendant of the king!

Everyone around them was stunned when they looked at this scene, while in the distance, Han Dong and Ouyang Ye were even more shocked and speechless. <>

This scene was very familiar to them, really familiar.

Because Han Dong clearly remembers that not long ago, he took Gu Qingfeng to Yaoyue Palace to visit the master, with the purpose of using the identity of Master Chi Yan to make the master feel at ease. At that time... it seemed that the master was inexplicably crazy, not only Allowing herself to kneel, she knelt down herself.

As for why this is the case.

Han Dong still doesn't know. She asked her master, and Taoist Feiyan just told her not to offend Mr. Chi Yan in any way.

Also don't know why.

The master was like this before, so why is Mr. Kumu like this now.

And it was even stronger than the master's reaction at that time.

how so!

Han Dong looked at Gu Qingfeng in disbelief.

here.

Dao Zun Xuanxin and others tried to help Mr. Kumu up, but as soon as they started, they were scolded by the old man.

"Asshole! Kneel down!"

This time, the old man actually pressed Taoist Xuanxin's head and forced Xuanxin to kneel down.

In the pavilion.

Gu Qingfeng looked at this scene, still playing the piano with his hands, and said softly: "Old man, why do you have to do anything? I said, I am just here for Gu Tianlang, you don't have to do this. <>"

"I know! I know that you are here on behalf of the king...I know...I also understand. It is precisely because you represent the king that...I kneel down to apologize!"

"You are kind to Gu Tianlang. Even if he does come, he will be the one kneeling, not you!"

"No! The king is the king, and will always be the King of Chixiao in this world. The old man is just a common cultivator in this world. It is natural for him to kneel down and worship the king. What's more, the old man has never had any kindness to the king. Not only No, on the contrary... it has hurt the king."

As he spoke, Mr. Kumu burst into tears again and kept shouting: "It's the old man who has brought the king into trouble...it's the old man who can't stand up to the king! It's all the old man...it's all the old man's fault!"

Old man Ku Mu cried heartbreakingly, the more guilty he felt, the more he cried.

And beside him, Xuan Xin, Liu Qingyan, Qingxi and others from Wu Se Mountain were all dumbfounded. They couldn't understand why Old Man Ku Mu suddenly became like this? Even if he had believed Gu Tiansheng credulously fifty years ago, the old man would not have knelt and cried like he did today!

"Love and hate... cause and effect, no wonder love and hate have been the most confusing since ancient times."

Gu Qingfeng shook his head and sighed, and then said: "Old man, let the past go. I came here this time just to visit you and heal your injuries..."

"My injury... It doesn't matter... I dare not bother..."

"Relax your mind, block out distracting thoughts, and listen to me play a song."

Gu Qingfeng played the piano with one hand, turned his right hand, and a bottle of fine wine appeared in his palm. He opened the wine jar and raised his head to gulp down a few gulps.

The sound of the piano gradually changed from dull to high-pitched, and the technique changed from ordinary to mysterious. When the mysterious hands danced with the piano, they left afterimages.

"It may be painful, just bear with it."

After the voice fell, Gu Qingfeng played faster and faster, and the sound of the piano became more and more high-pitched.

With a wow, the old man's mouth and nose spurted blood, and then all seven orifices bleed.