It's already night in Taihu Lake.

The boat has been traveling far away, but you can still see the lights lit up in the Shenhe Village of Yanziwu. The rippling water waves and the lights are intertwined into a unique scenery that only people in the lake have.

Abi was still staring at the direction of Yanziwu, unable to control himself.

She was about to leave the place where she served for more than ten years, and for her, it was indeed a very difficult emotion to give up.

Murong Fu was next to Li Bufu, and Li Bufu's hand was still placed between his throat. Murong Bo was rowing.

He held the oar with one hand and gently pushed it, and the boat swam far along the water. His rowing skills were much higher than those of A Bi.

The ship was getting farther and farther away, and there were four people on the ship, Li Bufu, Abi, Murong Bo, and Murong Fu were all quite tacitly not speaking.

When Murong Fu saw his father again, he had many questions and many martial arts that he wanted to ask and many martial arts that he wanted to ask his father for guidance, but he was calm and never spoke.

Murong Bo didn't say anything, but just rowed silently, trying to quickly send Li Bufu out of Taihu Lake.

Time passed, and it was almost midnight. Murong Bo had been slashing for a long time, but not only kept stopping, but instead increased his strength and slashing faster.

Every time he propped up the oar, the ship would rush out like an arrow, two or three feet away. At this speed, I am afraid that in a moment, Li Bufu and others would be able to dock.

Li Bufu suddenly asked: "Murong Bo, you had a great plan before, and you must have had the same big plan. After so many years, has your plan been successful?"

Murong Bo said: "You don't have to worry about it."

Li Bufu didn't ask questions. He just saw Abi's expression of sadness and kept silent, so he asked for something casually, but he had no choice but to say anything.

He then stared at Murong Fu and said, "Your father stole a lot of unique skills in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. You will learn some martial arts in the future. But I don't know how much you can learn."

Murong Fu snorted coldly and ignored Li Bufu.

Li Bufu smiled and said, "You are obviously secretly happy in your heart, but on the surface you still have to pretend to be indifferent. Is this your Yan royal family?"

Murong Fu angrily scolded: "Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. Don't insult my ancestors!"

Li Bufu said leisurely: "Where is this person who lives in this world who will not be scolded? How can he talk about insulting or insulting? If I have descendants like you, I will probably be scolded by future generations, and I think that I deserve it!"

After he said this, Murong Fukong was full of anger, but he didn't know how to answer.

Li Bufu said, "You should learn from you. He has been in the Sutra Library for decades. That kind of patience is not comparable to you. Look, he is listening to me scolding you Murong family now, but he still does not do anything..."

He turned to look at Murong Bo, but felt something was wrong. Murong Bo was still paddling with one hand, but his other hand pressed his "Fengfu Cry" hard. After he groaned, he said nothing.

Murong Fu also saw this scene and couldn't help but shout, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Li Bufu said intentionally: "It is mostly because of internal injuries and acupoint pain. Can't you tell it?"

Murong Fu said: "You are talking nonsense! My father is superb in his internal skills and his cultivation is already superb. How could he have any internal injuries?"

Li Bufu said, "Then tell me why he is like this?"

Murong Fu was speechless, while Murong Bo gritted his teeth and said calmly: "I'm fine. I'll be on the shore in a while."

Li Bufu couldn't see his face in the darkness, but he didn't expect it to be very beautiful.

After a while, Murong Bo suddenly reached out to rub his "Lianquan acupoint", and the movements on his other hand slowed down a little.

Li Bufu always stared at him, trying to see what was going on in his body.

After a while, the four of them could already see the shore on the boat, but Murong Bo moved his hand to the "Yangbai Point" between his forehead and wanted to knead the acupoints, but when he looked closely, his fingers were trembling, as if he was enduring great pain.

Li Bufu finally confirmed that there must be a big problem with Murong Bo's health.

"You have an internal injury, but you still have the power to fight with me?"

He suddenly looked up and asked Murong Bo.

Murong Bo sighed and said, "This Taihu waterway has changed a lot over the past ten years. I thought I could draw to the shore before midnight, but I didn't expect that I would turn two wrong turns, and it was still a little late!"

After a little thought, Li Bufu knew the meaning and said, "It turns out that your internal injury will only occur at midnight?"

Murong Bo did not answer, but said, "Don't kill Fu'er, I will let you do it."

Li Bufu said, "You let me do it?"

Murong Bo said: "I know the hundred martial arts. If you are willing to let him go, I will recite it to you."

Li Bufu stared at him for a long time and sighed: "You are not a good person, but you still love your son after all."

"I have promised that the monk will not make things difficult for you. Although you have internal injuries, I will not take advantage of others' danger. You can quickly send me ashore and we will leave. In the future, it will be enemies and friends, and everyone will follow the destiny of heaven!"

Murong Bo was overjoyed, immediately endured the severe pain, and hurriedly rowed the boat over to the dock.

After Li Bufu pulled Abi ashore, Murong Bo took Murong Fu back without stopping and rowed the boat back. It was about fifty feet off the shore that Murong Bo stopped and meditated on the boat to adjust his breathing.

After a while, Murong Bo seemed to be fine, so he rowed back to Yanziwu with Murong Fu.

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Li Bufu and Abi looked at Murong Bo and Murong Fu and his son walking away.

Abi lamented and suddenly said, "It seems that you are not a big evil person either."

Li Bufu said, "Oh? How can I see it?"

Abi said: "You could have killed the master and the young master just now, but you let them go."

Li Bufu breathed a long sigh and said, "But I have caused you a lot in the end. You don't have to leave the Murong family and come out to wander around the world."

Abi said: "Brother Li, don't blame yourself. Oh... I just blame you for not believing you and leading you away."

"But since you let the master and the young master go, you will have some kindness. I must be able to go back to Yanziwu in the future. If you don't be a villain, that's great."

She looked with three points of regret, three points of sighing, three points of sadness, and an indescribable mourning.

The lake wind was about to blow, dancing her hair in a mess. She whipped her hair slightly, turned her head away, and stopped looking at Yanziwu.

Li Bufu asked, "Do you have any places you want to go? I have nothing to do recently, but I can take you around, which will increase my experience."

Abi shook her head and said, "I have nothing to do. The master and the young master asked me to be your maid. Brother Li, wherever you go, I will serve you and I will be able to defeat you."

"I really have no place to go..." Li Bufu smiled bitterly and asked again, "Then do you have any people you want to meet? It's good that we'll make friends together."

Abi thought for a while and said, "Don't have too many friends, only Sister Azhu, she has a very good disguise skills. Oh, yes, I met a young man named Duan Yu a few days ago, and he treated me well."

Li Bufu murmured: "Six-Meridian Divine Sword, Duan Yu...I should know this name."

He heard Jiumozhi say it once, but he didn't care; at this time, he heard Abi mention it, and felt that he had some impression of the name.

"That's fine, let's go find them both."
Chapter completed!