Starting from evil spirits to challenge comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 40 Gusu Murong Fu
Yanziwu, Shenhezhuang.

Han Ling handed a greeting card to the old servant in front of the village.

"So it's a visitor from Yangzhou." The old servant weighed the name card in his hand, but didn't move.

Han Ling understood, and quietly slipped a piece of silver to the old servant.

The old servant's wrinkled face suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Young man, wait a moment, this old servant will go and ask my young master for instructions."

Seeing the other party's back going away, Han Ling was very surprised. He didn't expect that only the servants of the Murong family had five levels of cultivation.

It seems that the original book's focus on Canhezhuang only shows the tip of the iceberg of the Murong family's power.

In fact, it makes sense, after all, this is a famous family whose mission is to restore the country, how could it be possible that there are only two or three big cats and kittens like the original book.

Wasn't the former Wuhumen just an affiliated force of the Murong family?

Han Ling guessed that the Murong family in this world must have amazing strength.

Soon, a beautiful and elegant woman in green shirt came out following the old servant.

"Young man, please follow me."

The woman's voice was extremely sweet and clear, and it was indescribably comfortable to listen to.

Han Ling's heart moved, and he saw that the woman was about sixteen or seventeen years old, her face was full of gentleness, and her whole body was full of delicate beauty. Although she was not very beautiful, her skin was as white as snow, tender and smooth as fat, which made people feel aroused. I took a look.

"The girl is Abi?"

Abi was very surprised: "How does the young man know about Abi?"

Han Ling smiled slightly: "I have long heard that the two girls of Zunfu, Azhu and Abi, were transformed by the spirit of Jiangnan's beauty. Seeing them today, they really deserve their reputation."

Abi pursed her lips and snickered, a thin mole on the corner of her mouth made her even more charming.

"Did you just eat honey with this mouth of the young man? I hope that the young master can speak so sharply in front of the young master later."

Sure enough, the Murong family is very clear about his intentions, maybe there are Murong's intelligence spies lurking around him.

Follow Abi to a stone pavilion.

Inside, there was a handsome and luxuriously dressed man playing the piano, his cultivation had reached the terrifying eighth level (reaching the pinnacle).Since Han Ling came to this world, he has never seen such a high-level person.

Apart from Murong Fu, Han Ling couldn't imagine any other young man here who could be so powerful.

The four middle-aged men who served beside him each had seven realms (excellent) cultivation, so they must be the four great generals of the Murong family.

Han Ling is no match for anyone here.

But Han Ling was relieved, the Murong family was strong enough to be able to keep Wei Xiaobao and the others under the Songshan faction.

Han Ling stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Wang Yi, the last entrant in the Jianghu, pays homage to Mr. Murong."

Murong Fu didn't seem to hear it, and continued to play.

The four masters looked at each other with their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, as if Han Ling didn't exist.

Han Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and saluted again: "Wang Yi, the last entrant in the rivers and lakes, pays homage to Mr. Murong."

Murong Fu played the qin with both hands quickly, the sound of the qin was sharp and high-pitched, but not abrupt.Like countless galloping horses galloping forward, their ambitions are fierce...

The four generals next to him still couldn't bear their eyes, and the tall and thin man on the left inadvertently showed a bit of sarcasm and a bit of ridicule.

Han Ling wanted to explode, but for the sake of Wei Xiaobao and others, he endured it.

He maintained his saluting posture, not moving at all.

At the end of the song, Murong Fu's enthusiasm remained unabated, and he played the next song.

Abi watched Murong Fu play one after another, but let Han Ling ignore it, and saw that Han Ling was always in the posture of paying respects, and couldn't bear it.

Can't help but stand opposite Feng Jizhong's line of sight, and winks quietly.

Feng Jizhong shook his head and gently waved his hands.

Abi didn't dare to persuade her anymore, so she had to step aside.

Han Ling kept one posture for a long time, even though he had practiced martial arts for many years, his body still felt a little numb.But he just got into the fight with Murong again.Since Murong Fu was willing to let him in, how could he keep ignoring him, at this moment he was just showing his power to him.

However, the situation is stronger than people, and people can't help it at all.For the sake of his brothers, Han Ling could only suppress his temper.

After playing a few pieces, Murong Fu finally stopped.

Han Ling saluted again: "Wang Yi, the last entry in Jianghu, pays homage to Mr. Murong."

Murong Fu ignored him and turned slightly sideways.Han Ling took a deep breath, he was polite and did not offend him.How could Murong Fu make things difficult for him?
Seeing that this was not the way to go, Han Ling changed his mind and took it into consideration.

"I've heard for a long time that Mr. Murong of Gusu has lofty ambitions, respects the virtuous and corporal, donates righteousness and donates money, is admired by thousands of people, and he and the leader of the beggar gang Qiao are very bright for a while. Only after seeing him today, I realize that this is just a rumor in the world, and the name is exaggerated."

Han Ling sighed, looking very regretful.

Murong Fu didn't speak, the family members around him were furious immediately.

"Stinky boy, you can arrange my son-in-law too?"

"What is the status of the young master, you, a low-level person, are worthy of talking about the young master?"

"Boy, you kneel down and kowtow immediately, I can still plead with the young master and spare your dog's life!"

The only one who didn't speak was Gong Yegan, who was also glaring at each other, and he was ready to strike at any time.

The momentum of the four masters who had cultivated at the seventh realm was soaring, swallowing Han Ling's thin body in an instant like a tsunami.

Even Abi, who was far away, couldn't bear the wave of momentum, and retreated again and again.In an instant, her beautiful face paled and her delicate body trembled.

And Han Ling, who stood directly in the center of the coercion, facing the boundless anger of the four, was like a lonely boat in a huge wave, which could be swallowed at any time.Han Ling only felt that he had been locked by the four qi machines. No matter what kind of reaction he made, he might be killed instantly.

But he did not show the slightest fear.

Han Ling kept a sneer on his face, even if he would be killed by the four generals in an instant.He just looked at Murong Fu without fear, with a calm expression, completely ignoring the death threats from the four great generals.

At the moment when the four masters were about to attack, Murong Fu suddenly spoke.

"Okay, you guys scared Abi."

Just like the coercion of Mount Tai was fleeting, Han Ling who was almost overwhelmed suddenly felt extremely relaxed.Then a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion swept over his whole body.

Han Ling's heart was surging, and the four generals had suppressed him to this extent before they even made a move.So just how frightening is Murong Fu?What is the state of Qiao Feng, Guo Jing, Jiumozhi and other top masters above him.

Not to mention the horror of Zhang Sanfeng, the No. 1 martial artist.

Han Ling originally thought that he could be regarded as a good player by breaking through his innate talent, but he turned out to be just a frog at the bottom of a well, far from a real master.

Han Ling hated the powerlessness he felt in the face of the four great generals just now. His previous pursuit of strength became more intense, almost turning into obsession.

Murong Fu's contempt and the four great generals' contempt were all firmly engraved in his heart, reminding himself and urging him at any time.

Han Ling secretly swore that next time they meet, he will definitely beat Murong Fu, he will see Murong Fu and others shocked and horrified, and he will give back all the grievances he has suffered today.

(End of this chapter)