Li Fan's choice was very important, and it would have a great impact on his future life!
If he chose the wrong step, it would be very difficult for him to walk in the future.
On one side was friendship, and on the other side was the future. How should Li Fan choose?
Murong Ying and Luo Xuewu both looked at Li Fan nervously. They were even more nervous than Li Fan!
Murong Ying was afraid that Li Fan would choose the Yi Sword, and Luo Xuewu tried her best to make Li Fan join the Yi Sword. She even did not hesitate to fall out with Murong Villa, just to wait for this moment!
At this time, Li Fan became the focus of the whole audience.
Murong Ying stood on the side of Murong Villa, and Luo Xuewu stood on the side of the Yi Sword. The two women were cousins, and both of them had a prideful character. But at this moment, almost all of them stretched out their hands to Li Fan.
Li Fan looked around. At this moment, it was impossible to say that he was not in a dilemma.
But Li Fan's final choice was unchanged. He took two steps to the right and stood next to Luo Xuewu.
Murong Ying's eyes were a little empty. Murong Love was a little presumptuous and directly shouted.
"Brother-in-law, how can you choose them!"
She was a little anxious. "Then I want to go with you!"
What kind of personality did Murong Love have? She usually pretended to be a good girl, but at this moment, she could not hide it. But Murong Ying reached out and held Murong Love.
Murong Love was just about to shout when Murong Ying hit the back of her neck and made her faint temporarily.
This was Murong Villa. No matter what they did, they could not lose the face of the Murong family.
This was the responsibility that they should bear as members of the Murong family. This was especially true for Murong Ying, who was the future head of Murong Manor. She could not afford to reveal her feelings here!
Children talk about friendship, while adults talk about responsibility.
That was the difference.
"I knew you would choose them."
Murong transmitted her voice to Li Fan.
Li Fan frowned and looked at the head of Murong Villa.
"From today onwards, Murong Villa, Yijian, and Phenomenal Escort Agency will be sworn enemies!"
Murong Weibo announced, "Whoever is close to Feifan Escort Agency and Yijian will be the enemy of Murong Villa!"
Murong Bo was the Supreme of the Pugilistic World, while Murong Ying was the Chief of the Pugilistic World. His one sentence was equivalent to giving the order to kill Li Fan and Luo Xuewu.
From now on, Li Fan would probably be isolated by the people of Jianghu.
"Whoosh!"
Many golden-robed guards walked out from both sides. These were the guards of the Murong family. Each of them pulled out a long sword in their hands and pointed it at Li Fan and the others.
They were the target of public criticism.
"Thank you for choosing me."
Luo Xuewu also pulled out her long sword. There was a trace of cold light on the sword. "From today onwards, I will be your strongest support."
"Don't misunderstand."
Li Fan didn't turn his head. He looked at the people of Murong Villa in front of him. "I didn't choose you. I just hate Murong Bo."
"Brother Li, didn't you choose here because you like me, Chief Luo?"
Night Rain Tower stood beside Li Fan and asked him with his hands still in his sleeves.
"Luo Xuewu needs me just for Yijian."
Li Fan said lightly, "And Murong Ying needs me because she likes me."
Although he felt guilty to Murong Ying, he couldn't always stand under Murong Bo, listen to his orders, and look up to his breath. Li Fan knew that he had to take this step sooner or later. To establish his own sect, he had to cut off all relations with Murong Bo!
Sometimes, he had to make a choice.
"Yijian's people actually caused trouble on this occasion. They are really unworthy of being the model of Jianghu."
Wei Jun led a group of elites of the White Tiger Hall of the Central Plains out of the crowd.
Behind him were eight guard-level soldiers of the White Tiger Hall of the Central Plains. Each of them was wearing silver armor and holding a big spear.
They all operated the Divine Heaven Soldier Kung Fu and adjusted their strength to the strongest, ready to fight at any moment.
The Four Heavenly Kings of Yijian were also ready, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Murong Bo sneered.
"Luo Xuewu, do you think you can escape from my villa with just the few of you?"
"Of course I don't dare to underestimate this villa."
Luo Xuewu said frankly, "So, I've prepared other means."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the river in the distance.
"Villa Master Murong, look over there."
For the sake of geomancy and beauty, the vast Song River was not far from Murong Villa.
At this moment, there was an antique dragon boat on the Song River with three sails.
One of the sails was written with the name of the dragon boat, the Thousand-Mile Whistle.
"The Thousand-Mile Whistle, 15 dragon-head cannons have been aimed at Murong Villa."
Luo Xuewu crossed her arms and was full of confidence. "As long as I give the order, Murong Villa will turn into a sea of fire. Uncle, I know you are powerful, but you can't save all the people in your villa alone. "
Luo Xuewu's words were already a threat.
In order to take all the people away safely, he couldn't be a coward when it was time to be domineering!
Luo Xuewu waved her sword and her voice became louder.
"Friends of Yijian, let's go!"
Luo Xuewu was ready to leave with her people, while Murong stood there with a cold face.
If he let them leave safely, he would lose a lot of face! But the Thousand-Mile Whistle was indeed there, and the 15 dragon-head cannons on it were not alarmist talk.
"Luo Xuewu, you are going to do it to the extreme!"
Murong gnashed his teeth.
"Villa Master Murong, you are the one who is going to do it to the extreme."
Luo Xuewu didn't give in. "We just want to survive. When we encounter Villa Master Murong who has a big business, we can only think of other ways to survive."
"The way of snakes and rats!"
Murong sneered.
"Li Fan, do you agree with such a way? It seems that you are just so-so. "
Murong began to criticize Li Fan again. In some aspects, he did know Li Fan very well.
"Murong, what other moves do you have? Just do it."
Li Fan naturally wouldn't leave in such a sorry state. "The 15 dragon-head cannons have nothing to do with me, Li Fan. Murong, make your move."
Li Fan stood there with his hands clasped behind his back. In everyone's eyes, although he was still a teenager, he had the demeanor of a king for some reason.
It was as if he wasn't a teenager who had just entered the profession, but a grandmaster like Murong.
"Come, take three palms from me first!"
As Murong spoke, he took two steps forward and raised his palm. He suddenly appeared in front of Li Fan and slapped toward Li Fan's forehead.
Li Fan frowned. This palm was very powerful, and he might not be able to dodge it.
However, at this moment, a figure suddenly descended from the sky and blocked in front of Li Fan, helping Li Fan to exchange a palm with Murong.
"Bang!"
The two collided and then separated. Murong raised his head and stared at the man in front of him.
"Who are you?"
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