Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Murong Fu glanced around, but saw that Ah Zi's posture was facing away from the crowd, he didn't hesitate, his right hand blurred for a while, and in a blink of an eye, there was a small yellow cauldron in his hand, it was the Shenmu King Cauldron. .m.

AhZi felt a chill in her chest, as if she was touched by something, she couldn't help but let out an "ah", but when she saw the small tripod in Murong Fu's hand, her face turned red, and an inexplicable flash flashed in her eyes Something strange.

Murong Fu threw the Shenmu Wangding to Ding Chunqiu casually like throwing rubbish, but said: "Return this broken cauldron to you, and give me Ah Zi's antidote!"

Ding Chunqiu hastily stretched out his hand to catch the Shenmu Wangding firmly, inspected it carefully for a while like looking at a beautiful woman, and then smiled slightly: "Haha, thank you Mr. Murong for returning it to the original owner. As for the antidote, Ah Zi and the old man are gone. If there is a relationship, Mr. Murong can figure out a way for himself."

After speaking, his figure moved, and he jumped towards the door, intending to leave immediately.

At this moment, a figure flashed past, blocking Ding Chunqiu.

Ding ChunQiu was startled, but when he took a closer look, it was Jiumozhi, he couldn't help being startled, and shouted: "Get out of the way."

He was afraid that Murong Fu would turn his back on him again, so he was naturally anxious to escape from this terrible place.

But Jiumozhi smiled slightly, "Don't panic, Master Ding!"

Seeing the kind smile on Jiumozhi's face, Murong Fu's heart tightened for no reason, did this monk discover something?

Sure enough, Jiumozhi said: "It's like this, Mr. Murong seems to be sick, and his internal energy is not good. The little monk sees Master Ding is proficient in Qihuang, why don't you ask Master Ding to diagnose him."

Ding Chunqiu was stunned immediately, thinking carefully about Murong Fu's performance today, it is indeed very different from his previous performance, and just now he asked for an antidote, but now he is not really chasing him, could it be...

Suddenly he thought of a certain possibility, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes, and asked Murong Fu: "You really practiced the Beiming Divine Art!"

Murong Fu looked indifferent and didn't say a word.

But everyone looked puzzled, they had never heard of the Beiming Divine Art.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to practice the Beiming Divine Art!" Ding Chunqiu's expression became a little crazy, "But after all, he still can't get the method, he must be insane, hahaha..."

Murong Fu raised his brows slightly, his heart moved, he couldn't help asking: "What other method is there for the Beiming Divine Art?"

Ding Chunqiu avoided answering, "Hand over the Beiming Divine Art, and I can spare your life!"

Wang Yuyan frowned, stood in front of Murong Fu, and looked at Ding Chunqiu quietly.

Ding Chunqiu's expression froze for a moment, and then it was heard that there was a super expert beside Murong Fu, and this person was still...

After reminding Ding Chunqiu, Jiumozhi retreated to the side, ready to wait and see for a while before speaking, but now he heard that there is another Beiming Divine Art, which seems to be very powerful, and his mind became active again.

Immediately said to Ding Chunqiu: "Benefactor Ding, this little girl, this little monk can stop you for you."

Ding Chunqiu was slightly surprised at first, but then he suddenly understood, and nodded with understanding, "Thank you so much, master. Afterwards, I only need the secret book of Beiming magic skill, and other masters will do it."

"Jumozhi, do you really want to be an enemy of my Murong family? Have you thought through the consequences?" Murong Fu's gaze became cold, and he asked in a flat tone.

Jiumozhi glanced around, and said in a deep voice: "Hmph, this little monk traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains just to fulfill the agreement with Mr. Murong Bo back then, but I didn't expect the little monk to bring the sword manual, but your Murong family Using various reasons to shirk and not fulfill the promise, the Buddha's anger is also like a lion's roar, and now the little monk is angry!"

At this moment, he couldn't care less about the old love, as long as he can catch Murong Fu, even if he can't find anything out of him, will the people in Yanziwu watch him die?

"Shameless! I have always thought that I am the most shameless, but I didn't expect to see it today!" Murong Fu had already scolded Jiumozhi in his heart, but his face was very calm, and he said: "I hope Your Excellency will not Regret today's decision!"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to hand in the secret book of Beiming Shengong or not!" At this moment, Ding Chunqiu looked at Murong Fu with a crazy and excited expression, as if he had already trampled Murong Fu under his feet.

"Brother-in-law, run away by yourself, or..." Ah Zi unexpectedly said a very conscientious sentence for the first time.

Murong Fu glanced at the fragile Ah Zi in his arms, and said with a soft smile: "Don't worry, brother-in-law will not abandon you!"

"Hmph, what time is it, you're still flirting!" A cold snort came, and then a shadow flashed in front of Murong Fu, and Mu Wanqing stood tall.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, "Wan'er, I have to rely on you to protect me today!"

Mu Wanqing glared at Ah Zi in his arms angrily, "If you throw her out, you don't have to bother!"

Murong Fu looked embarrassed, and simply stopped talking.

"I don't know the heights of heaven and earth, let's forget the old and new grudges together!" Seeing Mu Wanqing, Ding Chunqiu's heart became even more angry, and he immediately raised his palm, wrapped in strong poisonous energy, and struck Mu Wanqing. clear.

At the same time as he started his hands, Jiumozhi was not slow, he tilted his right hand upwards, and with a "swipe", a streak of red energy filled the edge of his palm, like a high-speed spinning fire knife, it was his famous technique , flame knife.

Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing looked at each other, Mu Wanqing took the lead and met Ding Chunqiu, while Wang Yuyan guarded the position a few meters in front of Murong Fu, and met Jiumozhi.

For a while, the four of them tossed and turned, the hall was full of energy, and the tables, chairs, and benches shattered as they passed by. Those diners who stayed because of curiosity had already regretted it in their hearts. They knew that there was such a big commotion. I don't know if the pond fish will be affected.

Murong Fu watched the battle of the four of them, and felt quite uncomfortable. Since his debut, he got used to smooth sailing. He had never been so depressed when he met Basiba who was still unable to fight with all his strength in Qianfo Pagoda. Thinking that there will be a day when I will be protected by a woman.

In the arena, Wang Yuyan only wanted to protect her cousin, and Jiumozhi only wanted to hold Wang Yuyan back. Therefore, although the two made a big move, it was only thunderous and rainy, and they were evenly divided.

But Ding Chunqiu is different, he has repeatedly suffered under Murong Fu's hands, especially now that he has discovered that Murong Fu actually possesses the secret book of Beiming Divine Art. Naturally, such a good opportunity today must not be missed. Immediately, he went all out to deal with Mu Wanqing, and his whole body was full of energy, black for a while, then green for a while, obviously he had used his internal strength to the extreme.

And although Mu Wanqing has practiced Shenzujing for a while, her own internal strength foundation is not weak, and her internal strength has reached a first-class level, but compared with Ding Chunqiu, a master who has practiced for decades, there is still a certain gap. Only dozens of strokes have been passed, and it has gradually fallen into a disadvantage.

But Murong Fu is not in a hurry, with Wang Yuyan's Dacheng Yi Jin Jing, how can she only have this power, it's just that she failed to comprehend the trick for a while, even if she can't defeat both of them, she still has no danger of protecting herself of.

Moreover, Ding Chunqiu thought that his gong power was greatly damaged because of his obsession, but he didn't know that his gong power was just sealed, if he was forced, he could still undo it.

It's just that the price will be very high. It is possible to lose all [-] stored energy, and never have a relationship with Beiming Divine Art, or even become a useless person.

Of course, this is only a last resort, and he will consider the worst policy. When Murong Fu came to this world, the biggest reliance was martial arts, and only martial arts gave him a sense of security.

It took about a cup of tea, and Wang Yuyan was still waving her sleeves frequently in the arena, stopping Jiumozhi's flaming knife, which seemed to be an understatement, and Jiumozhi didn't intend to attack by force.

But Mu Wanqing found it more and more difficult to parry Ding Chunqiu. No matter what moves she used, she felt her strength was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and it didn't work at all. Suddenly, there was a "bang", a slap in the lower abdomen, and her whole body It flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Murong Fu was shocked immediately, his figure flickered, and he hugged Mu Wanqing before she landed, "How are you?"

"Humph!"

But what puzzled Murong Fu was that after Mu Wanqing's face paled slightly, she quickly recovered, as if nothing had happened, "Why do you..."

A complex look flashed in Mu Wanqing's eyes, "Why don't I thank you!"

As he spoke, he gently pulled one corner of his clothes, revealing a shiny black inner armor.

"The black silkworm clothes!" Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he had snatched the black silkworm clothes from a disciple of the Snow Mountain School, and gave it to Mu Wanqing as a gift, and felt relieved at the moment.

"Hahaha, Murong boy, what other women do you have, call them all out, this old man is going to settle the grudges of the past!" Ding Chunqiu defeated Mu Wanqing, and immediately his mind was at ease. It was a whim, if In front of Murong Fu, arresting and torturing his women one by one, wouldn't it be more relieved?

A cold light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, he put Ah Zi and Mu Wanqing aside, and said slowly: "You dare to eat my woman's tofu, you really don't want to live!"

"Hahaha, Murong boy, what other women do you have, call them all out, this old man is going to settle the grudges of the past!" Ding Chunqiu defeated Mu Wanqing, and immediately his mind was at ease. It was a whim, if In front of Murong Fu, arresting and torturing his women one by one, wouldn't it be more relieved?

A cold light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, he put A'Zi and Mu Wanqing aside, and said slowly: "You dare to eat my woman's tofu, you really are an old birthday star who eats arsenic and is tired of working!"

"Hey, you're still pretending, the old man is very curious, how did you get the Beiming magic power!" Ding Chunqiu sneered.

After all, he is also a person who has practiced half of the Beiming Divine Art, and he is also an authentic disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. He has a deep understanding of the Beiming Divine Art. As early as in Wuliang Mountain, he had suspected that Murong Fu would know the Beiming Divine Art. New/Speed￥Most&駃=0

Combined with the fact that Murong Fu has such deep inner strength at such a young age, it is even more certain that it must be Beiming's divine skill.

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