Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

There are not a few troops that can be mobilized.

Di Qinglin said with a sneer: "Chunyu Mo Di, if you hadn't let Lai Wenjun run away, we wouldn't have come to Gusu City today."

"Hehe, you really can't blame me for this matter. You must know that Lai Wenjun's ability to seek good luck and avoid bad luck is not comparable to you and me." Chunyu Modi shrugged his shoulders, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Yan Nanfei, who kept his back to everyone and didn't speak, said coldly, "Enough is enough, there is no need to quarrel anymore, the matter has come to this point, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong."

"What Da Longshou said is right, I'm the one who was being stingy." Chunyu Mo Di hurriedly bowed and said, fearing that if he was too late, he would be punished by Da Longshou.

Seeing this, Di Qinglin reluctantly apologized.

At this moment, the subordinates came down to report: "Several dragon heads, there are some people who claim to be the seven dragon heads, and they say they have something to report."

"Seven Dragon Heads?" Di Qinglin glanced at Yan Nanfei and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say that all your people were arrested?"

"This..." Yan Nanfei's expression turned extremely ugly, he had sold everything just now.

Now this group of people who came back, didn't they come to disgust themselves?

"Maybe, some clever people escaped."

Yan Nanfei ordered coldly: "Go ahead and ask them to come in and see if they have anything to say."

"As ordered!"

After the subordinates left, they quickly brought back a few people. When they saw Di Qinglin, their faces were extremely ugly.

Di Qinglin was worried about their nonsense, so he asked first, "How did you come back?"

"We..." Several subordinates quickly bowed their heads, and then said the words they had thought up earlier.

He then told everyone what Jiang Zian had explained:

"The little general said, if you have anything to do, just go to Gusu City directly, there is no need to fight outside."

"Huh? As expected of Murong Fu, he speaks so domineeringly." Yan Nanfei said lightly.

Chunyu Modi asked, "What should we do? Shall we go now?"

"No, we have to wait a few more days." Tang Lan hurriedly stopped her.

Di Qinglin was puzzled, "What are you waiting for? With the strength of the few of us, we still can't deal with Murong Fu!"

"No, my sand poison will reach its peak in another seven days, and it will be easier to kill Murong Fu." Tang Lan explained.

Di Qinglin's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "As expected of the second dragon head, he can actually poison Murong Fu."

Yan Nanfei glanced at the few people and said, "Then send him a battle card first, and the Murong family will be bloodbathed in seven days."

Di Qinglin and Chunyu Modi saluted immediately: "I will obey."

Yan Nanfei nodded and turned to leave. Before leaving, he said disdainfully, "Di Qinglin remember to clean up his tail next time."

Di Qinglin was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at his subordinates, showing a fierce look, and said, "Your subordinates understand."

...

That night, a person who claimed to be from the Azure Dragon Society came to send the battle invitation.

"Seven days later, it's interesting to wash my old Murong house with blood." Murong Fu looked at the beautiful handwriting in the letter and smiled slightly: "Go back and tell Ming Yuexin that I have received the letter."

Seeing Murong Fu being so talkative, the sender thought he was afraid, and pretended to be arrogant and said: "You Murong family is doomed, I advise you to write a letter of surrender, maybe the dragon head is merciful, and I can give you Murong Keep a trace of blood."

"You're a messenger, you dare to mock our Gusu Clan, you really deserve to die!" Upon hearing this, Bao BuTong felt a surge of anger in his heart, and he was about to strike.

The messenger jumped down, Bao BuTong came and said quickly: "If the two armies are fighting, if you dare to touch me, the heads of our Azure Dragon Society will definitely..."

Before the people could wait for the messenger to finish speaking, they heard a scream that spread throughout the old house.

Bao BuTong didn't kill him, but took off one of his arms.

"Bah, dog, let me see if you dare to be arrogant."

"It hurts, it hurts to death!" The messenger screamed, sweating profusely.

"Go away, the dog dares to be arrogant in front of the young master, if there is another time, I will kill you." Bao BuTong threw the messenger out like a chicken.

Murong Fu took a pen casually, and casually wrote a sentence on the back of the letter, I got it, flicked it lightly, and the letter flew out like a sharp knife.

Immediately, there was another scream from outside the door.

Bao BuTong looked at the place where the messenger was stabbed, his eyes widened involuntarily, he turned around and said with a smile, "Master, you have a good technique."

"I still have to practice kung fu today, and I will leave the seven-day matter to you and Zi'an." Murong Fu stood up calmly.

At this time, Murong Shuang and the other girls stood up and said, "Big Cousin, we are not weak, why don't you count us as one."

Murong Fu shook his head, and just about to refuse, Su Ying who was on the side said first: "Murong Fu needs someone to protect him when he is practicing magic skills, and the Qinglong Society is very likely to sneak attack. You guys might as well protect Murong Fu."

Murong Shuang and the others didn't think too much, and said with a smile: "Okay, leave this matter to us."

Murong Fu glanced at Su Ying, his body can now be stabilized on the steamer, there is no need for someone to protect him.

Moreover, in the secret place, there are small copper guards, so it is difficult for ordinary grandmasters to take advantage of it.

What's the use of letting these women come?

Could it be that he was afraid that his practice would be too boring, so he found a few vases to keep his eyes?

Seeing Murong Fu look over, Su Ying smiled evilly, as if mouthing: "Thank you."

In the middle of Shu, the top of Yunding.

Gong Ziyu looked at the letter Tang Lan sent back by mail, and the other party wrote down everything recently, in every detail, and couldn't help showing a wicked smile:

"Although the arsenopyrite is very powerful, Murong Fu's survival from Wuhua's men must not be underestimated. It seems that I still have to go there in person to see this interesting enemy of mine."

Chapter 176: Siege of Murong Mansion

Deep in the secret place.

Murong Fu still practiced while sitting on the iron board.

The whole body was burning with fiery flames.

Looking at the eight Murong sisters, they were shocked.

"Second sister, I never imagined that there is such a miraculous practice method in the world?"