Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　"Okay, let's go back. Granny Ping, take someone to clean up this place. In addition, take some precious medicinal materials such as ginseng and He Shou Wu from the pharmacy and send them to Yanziwu!"

　　"The servant knows."

　　Ping's mother-in-law, leaning on a dragon-headed cane, took the lead.

　　………………

　　Swallow Wharf, lobby.

　　Murong Bo closed the doors and windows tightly. After Murong Fu, Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, and Feng Bo took the healing medicine, they stood in front of Murong Bo ashamed and said nothing.

　　shame!

　　What a shame!

　　Although the Murong family was down and out, they regarded themselves very highly and never thought that they were the same as the people in the arena.

　　Unexpectedly, the loss of face this time, not only Murong Fu and the others, but even Murong Bo felt that his face was dull.

　　The atmosphere was extremely dull, and everyone who knew Murong Bo's temper couldn't help but feel up and down, and their cheeks were covered in sweat.

　　Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

　　I don't know how long it took, the gloomy Murong Bo finally broke out. He waved his palm and rewarded Murong Fu, Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, and each of them with a slap in the face.

　　The injured people had a burning pain in their cheeks, staggered under their feet, and almost fell.

　　"Waste, you bastards'~!"

　　Murong Bo roared in a low voice, his anger still lingering.

　　"The old man wants you to go to Mantuo Mountain Villa to meet people, not to make enemies. You know that Bao Lao San has no obstacles, why don't you stop him. As a result, you have offended people!"

　　Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, and the three of them bowed their heads in shame when they heard this.

　　"Father," Murong said boldly, "this is the end of the matter, and it won't help you to blame us, let's try to deal with the aftermath!"

　　"Yeah." Murong Bo also understood this truth, gasping for a few breaths, "The hatred has been forged. It is said that the Tiandao Pavilion is about to raise an army, and now I just hope that the rebellion of the remnants of the Qin country will be suppressed. Otherwise, my Murong family will be suppressed in the future. There will be another big enemy!"

　　"Deng Baichuan!"

　　Having said that, Murong Bo thought again.

　　"Master!" Deng Baichuan stepped forward.

　　"You organize some clever boys, and give the old man Mantuo Villa to keep an eye on it."

　　"My subordinate understands."

　　………………

　　Unlike Ying Yu who killed Bao, and even after a battle with Murong Fu and others, the Murong Clan did not take revenge and died down, as if Murong Bo knew that he could not offend Ying Yu, so he could only bear it.

　　But this incident inevitably brought a negative impact. When Wang Yuyan saw Ying Yu again, she always opened her eyes wide and looked at him with bitterness and hatred.

　　If it wasn't for her, the owner of Mando Villa, it is estimated that this lady Wang would have already seen the guest off.

　　Whoa!

　　Two more days have passed, and things have changed again.

　　A giant ship with a three-story cabin. On the mast, a pitch-black flag flutters in the wind, piercing the calm water and stepping on the waves.

　　As long as you see the flag hanging on the boat, no matter the water bandits who eat on the water, or the navy of the Song Dynasty court, you must make a three-point thin face.

　　It's just because this giant ship is the car of the famous Dongming Sect's master, Mrs. Dongming.

　　Dongming traverses the waters of Shenzhou, and sells weapons for a living. No one knows how many forces it has connections with, and no one knows how many major forces' privacy.

　　No one wants to provoke the women of the Dongming faction, who are superior to men and inferior to men, unless it is necessary!

　　On the deck of the Dongming.

　　Dressed in a black dress, she is graceful and graceful, with a black veil covering her face, Mrs. Shan Meixian standing proudly at the bow of the boat.

　　A pair of black and beautiful eyes turned, with the arrogance of looking down on the world's men, and a trace of sadness hidden in the deepest part of the eyes.

　　This Mrs. Dongming is clearly in her early thirties, but she looks as delicate as a virgin, and her skin is as smooth as jade.

　　It makes people wonder what a gorgeous face is hidden under that veil.

　　"' 〃 Mother."

　　The Dongming faction has some contacts with Mrs. Wang of Mantuo Villa, and the Dongming has traveled here many times.

　　Suddenly, a tall, tall girl wearing a samurai uniform came behind Shan Meixian.

　　Through this dress, it can be seen that her personality must be extremely strong.

　　"Wanjing, what's the matter?" Shan Meixian turned her head and looked at her daughter's face that looked exactly like the man she hated the most in her life, and who looked forward to killing him day and night. Her eyes were full of love, and there was a hint of love in her eyes. Realized hatred.

　　Shan Wanjing stood in front of her mother and said, "Aunt Li wrote, that (good) Tiandao Pavilion mainly buys tens of thousands of sets of ordnance. Do you think he can really afford it?"

　　Shan Meixian smiled gently, "Don't say tens of thousands of sets, even if it is [-] sets, I think he can eat it. After all, the heart of this Heavenly Dao Pavilion Master is well known to passers-by!"

　　"Yes." Shan Wanjing was taken aback for a moment, her pretty cheeks floating in conviction.

　　"After the imperial clan of the Great Qin Empire, everyone knew that he could rebel at any time. If he had not chosen the Qing Dynasty, the country with the weakest power among the four great empires, and replaced the Great Song Dynasty, the revolt would have been delayed for ten years at least. Da Sui, Brother Shimin will definitely beat him to death!"

　　Brother Shimin, referring to the second son of the Li clan, Shan Wanjing, who had just opened up in love, was full of admiration on her face.

　　In addition to the single mother and daughter on the deck, there are also four guardian angels and four generals of the Dongming faction, as well as a young man with oily head and noodles.

　　When the boy heard Shan Wanjing say this, he was in a hurry and didn't dare to say anything.talent.

Chapter 97

　　Mando Hills.

　　Mrs. Dongming, here we come!

　　Sitting in a stone pavilion, drinking tea, and admiring the enchanting Ying Yu of a few blooming lotus flowers, the divine sense senses a deep breath, like a huge black hole that can swallow everything.

　　The jade cup in his palm almost fell, and his sword eyes were revealed.

　　"Master Ying, Mrs. Dongming's Dongming has arrived at the dock."

　　As expected, Li Qingluo, a plump figure in a long pink and white dress, came, separated by a few meters, and shouted from a distance.

　　"it is good!"

　　Ying Yu stood up with a cold expression on his face.

　　As she walked towards Madam Wang, this mature and beautiful woman sensed the powerful aura in Ying Yu's body, and when she saw the sun covering her body, she was awe-inspiring like a god, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but stay for a while.

　　A heart that has been lonely for many years, beating violently in my chest.

　　…………

　　"East Sea?"

　　At the same time, Shenhezhuang.

　　Upon hearing this news, Murong Bo's eyes narrowed.

　　"Father, Mrs. Dongming is here, and we are just buying a batch of weapons!" After several days of recuperation, and Murong Bodu's inner strength, most of Murong Fu's injuries improved, but his face was still pale, and he said in surprise.

　　Although the family members of the house, and even the private soldiers raised by them are equipped with weapons, weapons and weapons are good things, and people with ambition will never dislike too much.

　　"Buy another batch?" Murong Bo gave his son a white look. "Where is the money? There are only a few thousand taels left in the mansion, and we have to maintain daily expenses. Where does the money come from!"

　　Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, speechless.

　　"However," Murong Bo's voice changed, and he said gloomily, "The old man finally knows why the Tiandao Pavilion Master stayed in Mantuo Villa for so long. It turned out that he was waiting to make a deal with Mrs. Dongming."

　　"The so-called soldiers and horses go first without food and grass, the weight of ordnance is not much worse than food and grass!"

　　Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, and Feng Po Ei all tied a white silk scarf on their foreheads to protect their bags from filial piety.

　　Hearing what Murong Bo said, the three brothers agreed.

　　"Fu'er, and the three of you," Murong Bo rolled his eyes, wondering what bad idea he was planning, "Ying Yu humiliated you a few days ago, do you want revenge?"

　　revenge!

　　Murong Fu felt shameless every time he thought of being easily defeated in front of everyone's eyes; Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, and the three evil men, and Baodi had a deep fraternity and hatred.

　　"Father, what do you mean by that?" Murong Fu took a deep breath, pressed his emotions for a while, and said to Murong Bo.

　　Murong Bo smiled sinisterly, "This old man has thought of a way that can not only add to our great cause of rejuvenation, but also get revenge!"

　　"Father/Master, what can I do?"

　　Before Murong Bo finished speaking, Murong Fu and the four generals asked in unison.

　　"Just..., and then..." Murong Bo looked left and right, because he claimed to have reached the realm of a great master, unless the legendary heaven and man, otherwise, even Li Chenzhou, Zhu Xiawu generation, also Unable to eavesdrop on his own words, he still did not dare to be careless, his lips moved slightly, and the beams of words were transmitted into the ears of everyone.

　　Murong Fu and the others were shocked at first, then stunned, and finally turned into ecstasy of revenge.

　　………………

　　The mountains are full of mandala flowers, colorful.

　　In front of a secret room in the villa, Li Qingluo's confidants, Granny Ping, Granny Rui, and the four guardians of the Dharma under Mrs. Shan Meixian's mother and daughter, guarded the door, and no one was allowed to approach.

　　The fourth guardian of the law, who came here with Shan Meixian's mother and daughter, and Shan Wanjing's fiancé Shang Ming, the princess of Dongming known as Ming Shuai in the sect, stayed on the Dongming.

　　Inside, Mrs. Wang Li Qingluo, Mrs. Shan Meixian of Dongming, Princess Shan Wanjing of Dongming, the master of Tiandao Pavilion Ying Yu, and Murong Qiudi gathered together.

　　In the dim environment, it is difficult to conceal the unrivaled beauty of the four women, Li Qingluo's charm, Murong Qiudi's dignified, Shan Meixian is as attractive as a black rose, Shan Wanjing has not yet bloomed, but is like a flower bone that has not yet bloomed. .

　　Li Qingluo, the landowner, poured tea for everyone in person, the corners of her thin mouth slightly raised, and she wore a charming smile.

　　"Mrs. Dongming," Murong Qiudi took a sip of tea and looked at Shan Meixian, "How about [-] taels of silver for [-] sets of ordnance?"

　　[-] taels of silver and [-] sets of ordnance!

　　When Shan Wanjing heard this, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.Although I knew that this Heavenly Dao Pavilion Master purchased weapons for rebellion, I never imagined that his handwriting was so great.

　　Even the Li Clan, where Brother Shimin is located, the biggest transaction was to buy [-] sets of ordnance at one time!

　　A set of ordnance twelve taels, the price is just right.

　　Wearing a black gauze dress, the ascetic Tianmo Dafa is introverted, and she does not see any traces of the sinister Mrs. Shan Meixian, who is the descendant of the previous generation of the Demon Sect Yingui School. The expression remains unchanged, and the line of sight projected on Ying Yu has a little more. Appreciate.