Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

He fought against the ancestor of the blood knife before, but he was extremely suppressed by the blood knife. If it wasn't for the sudden increase in internal strength, the combat power would increase dramatically.

In the past, it was hard to say who would live and who would die.

Moreover, this sword technique can be compared with Liancheng Jue, which is enough to show how terrifying it is.

"Master, how do we deal with this group of blood knife disciples?" Ruan Yi asked.

Murong Fu didn't want to care about this group of hot potatoes, he put away the blood knife script and said casually: "If Taishou Ling is dead, leave it to the city guards and see how they deal with it."

"Obey!" Ruan Yishili left.

"Congratulations to Murong Fu for beheading the No. 1 evil faction, and his reputation and prestige are even better than before." Shi Feixuan said while clutching her right chest.

Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Miss Shi is injured?"

"Yeah, it hurts a lot. If Mr. Murong thinks I'm in the way next time, please let me know in advance that you don't have to do it yourself." Shi Feixuan said angrily.

Murong Fu's face was filled with embarrassment, and then he remembered that he had just received a reward earlier, and he hadn't had time to get familiar with it, and the shot was neither light nor heavy, and he almost accidentally injured the opponent.

After staring at Shi Fei Xuan Gaofeng for a few moments, he carefully asked, "Where did you get hurt?"

"you..."

Concubine Shixuan was taken aback for a moment, she misunderstood something, her face turned red instantly, she was extremely shy.

Never expected Murong Fu to be so reckless!

lecher!Big pervert!

Pooh!

He spat, turned and left mercilessly.

Murong Fu was also taken aback, he asked the other party out of good intentions, but in the end he was disgusted, the key point was that he spit on himself.

Amazing beauty, amazing long legs?

If you dare to mess with me again, believe it or not, someday I will whip your ass with Xiaopi?

"Father! You died so badly!"

There was a piercing howl.

In an instant, everyone's attention was diverted.

Ling Shuanghua threw herself in front of Ling Tuisi's corpse, crying uncontrollably.

Murong Fu's second younger brother, Ding Dian, was at the side to comfort him.

"Mr. Mei, are you okay?" Murong Fu approached and asked.

Mei Niansheng looked at the blood knife in Murong Fu's hand, and said with emotion: "I never thought that the ancestor of the blood knife would die in your hands."

"It's just a fluke." Murong Fu's expression was indifferent, as if he was talking about another trivial matter.

"Brother... are you alright?" Ding Dian shook his head like a dead father, talking to Murong Fu, his eyes never leaving Ling Shuanghua.

Murong Fu sneered in his heart, luckily he didn't kill Ling Tuisi himself.

Otherwise, it would be a real trouble.

"I'm fine, take good care of Miss Ling, I have to go back to the inn first."

He didn't intend to waste time here. When he killed the blood knife ancestor earlier, he got a lot of memory and martial arts experience from the other party. He was going to go back and digest it.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Murong." Ling Shuanghua hugged his father's pitiful head, stood up and said, "Mr. Murong killed the ancestor of the blood knife, and he avenged my father. If you don't mind, please stay in Ling's residence. "

"Yes, big brother, you can stay here. With you here, I also have a backbone. What if those crazy monks come back after killing them?" Ding Dian quickly echoed.

Murong Fu looked at Ding Dian with weird eyes, what a shameless little boy, his father just died, you want to be the master of the house?

But speaking of it, Ling Tuisi's death is also half of the credit for him, and living here can be regarded as hard work.

He said frankly: "Since the second younger brother and younger siblings meet so kindly, I will reluctantly stay here."

"Amitabha, I don't have a place to go, so I wonder if I can stay in the Ling Mansion temporarily!"

Suddenly, another empty sound wafted over the Ling Mansion.

Murong Fu and Mei Niansheng were startled at the same time, because of this, their internal strength is not inferior to the two!

Chapter 31: Fighting the Golden Wheel Law King of the Yuan Kingdom!

Murong Fu and Mei Niansheng looked at the voice at the same time.

I saw an old monk wearing a yellow robe, very tall and thin, with a slightly sunken forehead, like a saucer.

Walk into Ling Mansion.

"Golden Wheel Dharma King!"

Mei Niansheng recognized the person at a glance, it was Jinlun Fawang, one of the three great masters of the Yuan Kingdom.

Murong Fu was shocked, he could feel the oppression brought by the opponent.

He is much stronger than the Jinlun Fawang in his impression.

"Amitabha, I never expected to see Master Mei again." Jinlun Dharma King saluted.

"Mr. Mei has seen him?" Murong Fu asked curiously.

"Back then, he was slightly defeated by Mr. Mei's subordinates."

Jinlun Fawang spoke very frankly, without any twitching.

Mei Niansheng shook his head and explained: "Back then, I just won half a point by relying on my deep internal strength."

"To lose is to lose, to win is to win, I will not make excuses."

Jinlun Fawang looked at Murong Fu while speaking, and said curiously, "You seem to be using Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu just now?"

"That's right." Murong Fu didn't hide anything, the old monk's eyes were sharp, and he might not be able to fool him by making up random stories.

"A child can be taught. You are much better than the apprentices of the old monk. Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" Jinlun Fawang said in an unusually calm tone, as if it should be taken for granted.

Everyone present was stunned, and they all looked at Murong Fu.

Mei Niansheng also had a strange expression and frowned.