Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Murong Fu smiled and shook his head: "A few of you are joking. Since Divine Doctor Xue has agreed to join my sect, Gusu Murong, he is a member of my sect. Besides, as Divine Doctor Xue said, several of my colleagues had already agreed to join my sect thirty years ago. Being expelled from the door by the respected master, now that Divine Doctor Xue has changed his family, it is not considered a betrayal of the master. What is wrong? If Divine Doctor Xue really betrays the master, I, Murong Fu, out of justice in the world, will definitely not take him in. But you are all far away. Master Huaixing came here to ask questions, but in the end it was the unknown master who came to Xingxing. What? Did you bully me that there is no one in the Murong family?"

This was not said politely at all. Murong Fu originally wanted to lure a few people to take action and test their abilities, so his words naturally led the topic in the direction of taking action.

how do I say this? The power of these words is not that the last sentence showed hostility, but that the previous words stepped on the painful feet of several people. First, thirty years ago, several people were expelled from the sect by Su Xinghe because of Ding Chunqiu. This was a pain that they could not let go of for the rest of their lives. Murong Fu, an outsider, deliberately brought it up, which was a naked way to rub salt into their wounds. Secondly, although Murong Fu's words were not polite, they were indeed reasonable. Divine Doctor Xue is no longer a member of the Xiaoyao sect in name. If he is really willing to change his sect, he and the others will really be out of nowhere. But having said that, the humiliation in a few people's hearts is also real.

In later generations, some young couples, in order to add another house to their name, deliberately made a farce of the Luan and the Phoenix splitting their nests. In the end, one party turned the original pair of mandarin ducks into a fake phoenix and a virtual phoenix.

So what does the other party think at this time? It was quite different from what the seven people were thinking at this moment.

Although Kang Guangling was the eldest brother, he was still very old. Faced with this situation, he was as helpless as a child and said sarcastically: "How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Fan Bailing's eyes were spitting fire, and he wished he could swallow the Doctor Xue across from him in one gulp.

Gou Du angrily scolded: "Fifth brother, you cannot be licentious with wealth, you cannot move with poverty, and you cannot bend with force. Have you forgotten the teachings of such a saint? Have you read all your books into the dog's belly?"

Doctor Xue retorted disdainfully: "I learned the art of Qihuang and read medical books. What does it have to do with saints?"

This sentence only added fuel to the fire, and several members of the Xiaoyao disciples suddenly exploded. All kinds of curses and curses poured in at Divine Doctor Xue like an overwhelming force. The situation was tense, and there was a strong possibility of a fight at the next moment.

Seeing that the situation was not good for Murong Fu, Abi's beautiful eyes were full of worry, and she wanted to step forward and beg Kang Guangling not to embarrass Murong Fu. Murong Fu gently patted the back of Ah Bi's hand, smiled at her tenderly, shook his head, and whispered in her ear: "Go to the back with Ah Zhu to prepare some delicate snacks."

Although Abi felt uneasy, Murong Fu's words of comfort made her feel at ease. Although she was still worried, she always valued Murong Fu's words more than anything else. She immediately stopped making any sound, nodded meekly, and went down with A'Zhu. Before leaving, the two girls looked back at Murong Fu and said with their lips: "Master, take care of yourself."

Murong Fu smiled noncommittally.

After a commotion, Fan Bailing asked coldly: "Mr. Murong, are you going to make things difficult for me today?"

Murong Fu smiled: "I have said all the truths that need to be said, and this is all. You can go or stay as you wish."

Fan Bailing said angrily: "That's all I have to say. Are the Murong family really going to make things difficult for us today?"

Murong Fu snorted coldly: "So what, even Su Xinghe can do nothing more than that, let alone you few lonely ghosts?"

This is true. Back in the Deaf and Mute Valley, if Su Xinghe hadn't plotted Murong Fu's plan in advance, Su Xinghe wouldn't have been able to move even twenty moves if he had faced him head-on. It's just that Murong Fu deliberately said this in order to anger the seven people at this time, which was a bit unkind.

Sure enough, the effect was immediate. Everyone who had retained some sense just now was completely stunned by these words. They rolled up their sleeves one by one and wanted to make gestures with Murong Fu.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good enough, Murong Fu stopped adding fuel to the fire. It would be pointless if he really got too serious and injured a few people.

Fan Bailing said: "Mr. Murong, we respect you as a famous martial arts family in the south of the Yangtze River. However, you first sheltered the traitors from our faction, and then made arrogant remarks to humiliate the family master. Today, I am afraid that your master Shenhe Zhuang will be turned upside down!"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, just writing the word "disdain" on his face: If it were half a year ago, these words would have been really threatening, but now? Just a few of you? Give me a break! I hope you can maintain this unruly look for a while, little nephew.

He wasn't annoyed, he just found it a bit funny: What's the matter, do you think that having more people will be enough? The Seven Jiangnan Monsters tied together are not enough to beat Huang Yaoshi!

"Mr. Fan is so angry!" Murong Fu said with a smile: "Since the establishment of Shenhe Village a hundred years ago, I don't know how many people have come to ask for advice. There are scholars with real talents, and there are also people who are just in name only. But in the end, I either went to sleep with the fish and shrimps at the bottom of Taihu Lake, or stayed at Murong's house sweeping the floor for the rest of my life. I wonder which outcome is more in line with your wishes?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like pouring another ladle of boiling water into the boiling oil pan. Feng Asan, the hatchetman, roared, jumped in front of Murong Fu, and struck down his head with the sharp axe. Several fellow apprentices were shocked when they saw this and tried to stop him, but it was too late. Murong Fu didn't pay attention to the opponent's attack at all. In the eyes of others, the swift and violent blow was like an old lady with little feet crossing the road.

He didn't even bother to hide, and there was no need to move around. After all, he was still counting on these people to work for him in vain, and any one injured would be a loss. So he just stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly on the axe. The ax that had just been aimed at Murong Fu turned around in an instant, and the huge axe surface hit Feng Asan in the face.

Feng Asan heard a "crack" sound, and the bridge of his nose suddenly hurt, and a fishy salty taste came out of his mouth. Before he could scream, a folding fan knocked on the jade pillow on the back of his head like a ghost, and instantly, Feng Asan rolled his eyes and fainted.

From Feng Asan's furious attack to being restrained by Murong Fu with a folding fan, everything settled in the blink of an eye.

Feng Asan fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Murong Fu looked at the folding fan with a mark in his hand distressedly. Seeing Feng Asan fall, the other six people screamed in surprise and wanted to step forward to rescue him. Murong Fu put his foot on Feng Asan's chest and folded his fan horizontally: "Don't move!"

Seeing that the lives of their fellow disciples were in Murong Fu's hands, they did not dare to make another mistake. Fan Bailing's mouth became dry and he said to Murong Fu: "Mr. Murong's martial arts skills are shocking to the world. Today is an eye-opener for us."

Only now did they know that what Murong Fu said just now was true. If the two sides really broke up and started fighting, they would not be enough for him to fight.

Seeing that several people were quickly frightened by his thunderous methods, Murong Fu smiled and said, "I still like the way you acted unruly just now."

Even though they knew that the other party was deliberately taunting themselves and others, none of them dared to speak. After all, now was not the time to be quick-tongued.

Fan Bailing put down the chessboard and gave a salute. This was the first time he spoke calmly since entering Shenhe Village. Until this moment, he finally knew that the martial arts skills of the young man in front of him were definitely higher than those of Ding Chunqiu, and he was definitely not something that his group could deal with, not to mention that the life of his sixth brother was still in his hands.