"The two of them, one is Mo Yuan and the other is Mu An, tsk tsk~ They are really a perfect match."
"Isn't that right? Don't stay away. Stay safe and sound day and night. Aren't we just a couple who want to live a small life with oil, rice, sauce and vinegar? Ahem, I just don't know who is the husband and who is the wife, cough cough cough..."
"It goes without saying that the head of my family is majestic, highly respected, and has the best swordsmanship in the world. He is definitely the husband of that head of the family!"
"Tsk tsk~ Not necessarily. From my point of view, your sect leader is so controlled that he can't resist at all. He looks like a little lady!"
"You're talking nonsense! I think back then when the eight sects were fighting, the sect master made all the sects willingly surrender to me in Cangmen within two days with just one person's power. How mighty that was! How is it possible now..." Qi Feng said this, and suddenly remembered the majestic words he had seen with his own eyes when he went to send a post a few days ago. The owner of the door was following Lu Zhao eagerly, shouting "Ayuan" and "Yuanyuan" incessantly. His flattering tone and anxious eyes reminded Qi Feng of an animal: a big pug that stuck out its tongue and waggled its tail to beg for bones. Qi Feng couldn't help but shiver, and was so frightened that he quickly fled from this place where no one could see right and wrong.
"Hey, Sect Master, Sect Master, you have wasted your whole life's fame, and you were defeated at the hands of such a little brat. Oh my god, how pitiful is our Sect Master?" Qi Feng, who was heartbroken, thought as he shivered in the cold wind.
Concept: This is a story about a pair of brothers who have a blood feud and support each other, and finally succeed in revenge and gain love by the way.