Dream Picking Records

"Take this Sunflower Point-Acupuncture Move from this poor Taoist!"

After reaching an agreement with Murong Bawang, Wang Xiao shouted deliberately, but in fact he just simply tapped him.

Murong Bawang froze in place, watching Murong Bowang's spear piercing him. When he was hesitating whether to dodge, Wang Xiao stood in front of him with a black brick in his hand.

"Brother Ba Wang, what do you mean? He is the descendant of the Thief Saint, and he is insulting the reputation of our clan in the outside world. I have to teach him a lesson first." Murong Bowang asked anxiously.

Wang Xiao shook his head with a complicated expression, as if there was something that was difficult to talk about.

Cen Daozi and Yan Xinmo, who were standing by, had no idea what he was up to.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Forget it. I'll tell you about this family scandal."

"You misunderstood. He is actually your cousin whom you have never met."

"What?" Murong Bowang still didn't know who the real Murong Bawang was? But he couldn't show it, so he could only listen to Wang Xiao's nonsense.

"He has been living outside for some reason, so he is dissatisfied. That's why he is cheating people under my name. I just received an order from the tribe to arrest him."

Wang Xiao patted Murong Bowang on the shoulder, and he staggered. If he was not a core member of the family, he would have believed Wang Xiao's lies.

At this moment, he and Murong Bawang were in great pain.

God damn cousin!

But they can't refute it now!

"I know you can't accept it right now, but this is the truth. You have to try to accept the blood relationship that is thicker than water. Come, meet your two cousins."

Damn, you two? Murong Bowang really wanted to chop him! But he couldn't. Even though he was unwilling in his heart, he had to bite the bullet and yell.

"Hello, cousin..."

"Yeah." Wang Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

"I guess this must be Fellow Daoist Cen Daozi. I have heard a lot about you! Let me formally introduce myself. I am Murong Bawang."

Wang Xiao looked at Yan Xinmo again and smiled, "First of all, I'm sorry for making fun of you two. Secondly, it's thanks to your help that I was able to catch him. If there is no objection, I will take him away today, and the Murong family will definitely reward you handsomely one day!"

"Both Murong Bowang and the newly arrived real Murong Bawang are extremely powerful. It seems that the legendary Murong family is really very powerful. If we can take this opportunity to make friends with them, it will be just a matter of time before our Nanlin Sword Sect completely controls the Southern Region!"

Cen Daozi was thinking secretly in his heart, and seeing that Yan Xinmo had no objection, he took the initiative to make way for him.

"Haha, it's just a misunderstanding. Since it's your family affair, please do as you please. The Nanlin Sword Sect looks forward to making friends with the Murong family."

"So good!"

Wang Xiao laughed loudly, grabbed Murong Bawang's arm and left the secret realm of the city with a few others.

Outside the ancestral hall, everyone was on high alert, and when they saw Murong Bawang ready to fight, they all started to denounce him.

Cen Daozi hurriedly explained that it was all a misunderstanding, and the crowd dispersed unhappily.

"Brother Bowang, please stay with the two of you for a while. I will take your cousin back to wait for his fate."

"I still have something else to do..."

"This is an order!" Wang Xiao said sternly.

Murong Bowang was silent again, watching them leave unwillingly. At the same time, he couldn't figure out what this fake guy was up to, so he prayed in his heart that he could really kill him.

As a result, the originally grand event of hunting down the Thief Saint in the Southern Territory eventually turned into an embarrassing family affair for the Murong family.

Wang Xiao "escorted" Murong Bawang all the way to the Western Regions. When they were far enough away, Murong Bawang looked back at Wang Xiao, who looked 80% like him, and questioned his identity.

"Who are you anyway?"

Wang Xiao let go of his arm and looked at him lovingly, causing him to get goosebumps all over his body.

"Overlord, you may not want to believe me when I tell you this, but I am your half-brother!"

"You're talking nonsense, my father is a very loyal man, and my mother is the only woman in his life!" He knew his father well, so how could he believe that a brother would suddenly appear out of nowhere.

Wang Xiao looked sad and lonely in response to his reaction. He covered his face and was about to cry.

"Ah, I knew you didn't want to believe it. Never mind, I won't force you to recognize me. I'm leaving first, please be careful."

"Wait a minute! I heard that you were pretending to be the Murong Overlord of Qitian Dao Sect before I was born. Who are you?"

"I'll tell you the truth, brother. My name is Murong Shengwang, and I'm your elder brother. I've been living outside for many years until I met someone from my family who was away a few days ago. They mistook me for you, and I was afraid that my identity would be exposed and would have a bad impact on my father, so I had to borrow your identity in a hurry. It's all my fault that you were wrongly accused and suffered such a serious injury. I deserve to die!"

Wang Xiao spoke with great emotion, and Murong Bawang was skeptical.

The main reason was that outsiders did not know the core information of Qitian Dao Sect, and the fact that they were too similar led him to gradually begin to question his father.

“Don’t keep calling me brother. If you want to prove that you are…if you want to prove your identity, you must use the core skills of my clan before I will believe you. Otherwise…humph! Don’t say that my father didn’t teach you.”

"In order to survive, I have to learn it naturally. Just watch me, little brother." Wang Xiao had no choice but to try his luck. If it didn't work, he would knock him out and take him away.

Murong Bawang clenched his fists tightly when he heard him shamelessly calling him his brother. If he wasn't injured, he would have fought him for 500 rounds.

Then his eyes widened and his jaw dropped as he saw the scene he least wanted to see.

He saw the other party slowly reciting the scriptures of the Qi Control Chapter, and the familiar breath hit his soul at once.

Wang Xiao was always paying attention to his reaction. Seeing this, he knew that his guess was right. It was the Controlling Qi Chapter that made the Murong family famous.

But how did they get involved with the King of Thieves? It's really puzzling.

"How's it going, little brother? Is my Wuxiang Divine Art doing well?"

Murong Bawang nodded subconsciously. Not every generation in a family can successfully cultivate the Wuxiang Divine Art. It must be the elite among the elites. And there are even fewer who can cultivate it to perfection.

"You are truly mine..."

He couldn't say it out loud, but he was already 70% convinced in his heart, and the rest would have to wait until he returned to confirm.

"Good brother, you don't need to acknowledge my identity. Just know that I am your brother. I don't want to be a burden to you."

Wang Xiao forced out two tears, took out some medicine, left it, and turned to leave.

One step, two steps, three steps.

"If you really don't want to keep me, I'll have to put in some effort to do it." With his back turned, he was already secretly brewing some magic.

Just when I took the fifth step, a voice finally came from behind me.

"elder brother!"

"Eh!"

Wang Xiao turned back happily and said with concern: "You are seriously injured. Let's find a secluded place to heal first."

"Ok!"

So the two of them found a cave and made careful arrangements.

Wang Xiao began to make up stories about how difficult his life had been over the years and how many times he had escaped death. His vivid and emotional descriptions made Murong Bawang worry about him.

"By the way, brother, what is your relationship with Murong Bowang? Why did he want to kill you?"

"He lost to me in the battle for the Holy Son, and he has been holding a grudge against me ever since. He wanted to go out and take the opportunity to get rid of me."

"No wonder, brother understands."

Wang Xiao's tone was calm, but Murong Bawang could hear the murderous intent in it and felt warm in his heart. Although he wanted to kill Murong Bowang and eliminate the trouble forever, he still spoke out to persuade him.

"Brother, don't be impulsive! You know that our clan has a life-saving technique. Plus, his strength is not inferior to mine. Even if the two of us join forces, we may not be able to stop him. On the contrary, if he goes back and blames you, your identity will be exposed."

"Ugh!"

Seeing Wang Xiao's unwilling and somewhat lonely expression, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother, I haven't learned the magic of hiding my shadow."

"how come!"

"I didn't have time to learn it because it happened so quickly. If I had learned it, I would have the confidence to take down Murong Bowang and avenge you, my brother!"

"elder brother……"

Murong Bawang was so moved that he immediately passed on the secret of the invisible magic skill to him.

After receiving it, Wang Xiao couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and then immersed himself in studying. He must not let the other party down.