Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

No wonder Murong Fu didn't react. According to the general script, Wu Yazi shouldn't have killed someone first. For example, he recalled how he taught Ding Chunqiu with all his heart, and how heartbroken he felt when he was betrayed by Ding Chunqiu, and aroused Ding Chunqiu's remaining conscience - if he had that thing. In the end, Ding Chunqiu burst into tears, and Wu Yazi said quietly again: "Chun Qiu, it's my fault that I didn't teach you well. I hope we can still be a master and disciple in the next life." Then Wu Yazi turned around. Leave and slap Ding Chunqiu to death again?

This plot is wrong!

Also, what's the point of absorbing Ding Chunqiu's internal energy? Is it really not possible to be poisoned?

Wu Yazi smiled and said: "Do you think I should just talk a lot of nonsense and then let you solve this evil obstacle?"

When Wu Yazi revealed his inner thoughts, Murong Fu smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Wu Yazi said: "From the moment this traitor plotted against me, I have severed all ties with this traitor. Because of my mistake at that time, I was unable to eradicate the disaster in its bud, which resulted in my being paralyzed for thirty years. I am not one of those rotten Confucian monks who say one thing and do another. Don’t worry, his internal strength is from the same source as yours and will not conflict with you. Moreover, although this boy is extremely poisonous, But no one in the martial arts world has been able to combine poison with internal power, so just don’t worry!”

Wu Yazi sentenced Ding Chunqiu to death with a few words.

Ding Chunqiu used his remaining strength to crawl to Wu Yazi, and begged in horror: "Master, this disciple has realized his mistake. Master, please spare this disciple! Junior Brother Murong, as long as you let me go this time, how many times will our Xingxu Sect do in the future?" Thousands of disciples obey your orders! All the wealth accumulated by our Xingxiu Sect over the years will also belong to you, Junior Brother Murong, please spare me this time!"

Murong Fu looked at Ding Chunqiu coldly: "Spare you? Why should I spare you?"

"Kill me and you will get nothing! Your martial arts is already the best in the world. This old thief is just a loser! What can he give you? You have already learned all his martial arts! For such a time Is it worth it for a useless person who has only a few days to live? As long as you let me go and you and I join forces, who in this world would dare to disobey? Even if you want to unify the martial arts world, it won’t be difficult for you to become the leader of the martial arts alliance! You have to think clearly , don’t make a mistake!”

Ding Chunqiu's whole body twitched in pain, but he still spoke to Murong Fu in a seductive tone like a poisonous snake.

Murong Fu glanced at this poor guy with disgust, not bothering to talk nonsense with him. He pointed out with two fingers in the air and sealed all the major acupoints on Ding Chunqiu's body, including the mute acupuncture point, to prevent Ding Chunqiu from talking nonsense.

Fear completely occupied Ding Chunqiu's body and mind. Until this moment, Ding Chunqiu was finally completely panicked.

Ding Chunqiu has always been accustomed to causing death, but only now did he realize that he had never been so close to death. Facing death has never been more real than it is now.

"Old Monster Ding, go in peace. I will put a good tombstone on your grave!"

Murong Fu leaned down, waved towards Ding Chunqiu with a smile, and then put his right hand on Ding Chunqiu's wrist.

The Beiming Divine Art was activated, and the huge attraction was like a whirlpool, pulling the majestic internal force in Ding Chunqiu's body towards Murong Fu's body.

Ding Chunqiu's eyes changed from fear to hatred, and finally to deep-seated fear, until the Qi sea in his dantian became empty, with no trace of inner strength left.

Ding Chunqiu's eyes narrowed, and his tense body completely relaxed.

Ding Chunqiu, who originally looked like a fairy in a painting with a childlike face, turned into a shriveled old man in an instant. He looked even more haggard than Su Xinghe. He had less air in and more air out. He was about to die. .

At the beginning, Murong Fu was cautious when absorbing the internal energy, fearing that Ding Chunqiu's internal energy contained poison, which would really set him on fire.

But after a while, Murong Fu discovered that Ding Chunqiu's internal energy was quite pure, without any impurities. Although it was not as good as the quality of Beiming's Qi, it was indeed the same internal energy of the Xiaoyao Sect, and it was quite easy to transform.

In just the span of a cup of tea, Ding Chunqiu, a once powerful demon in the world, turned into a shriveled corpse.

The basis for human survival in the world is nothing more than Qi and blood. Old masters like Ding Chunqiu and Wu Yazi rely on the strong Qi in their bodies. Once the Qi leaves the body, it is almost equivalent to losing their lives.

Wu Yazi watched the whole process quietly without saying a word, but at the end, whether it was Murong Fu's illusion, a line of clear tears flowed from the corner of Wu Yazi's eyes.

Murong Fu looked up and was shocked. In just a few breaths, Wu Yazi's black hair had turned gray.

"Master, you..." Murong Fu was stunned by the scene in front of him.

"Don't panic. Half of my ability to survive today depends on the strength in my body, and the other half relies on my deep hatred for this traitor. Now that the great revenge has been avenged, half of my energy has been lost."

There was an indescribable desolation in Wu Yazi's voice.

"Then, what to do with the traitor's body?"

"When everyone disperses later, you and Xinghe can find a place to bury it together."

Wu Yazi said calmly, not even bothering to take a look.

"Yes, Master."

"Okay, you go out first. I want to be alone for a while."

When Murong Fu walked to the door, Wu Yazi stopped Murong Fu and said, "Reinstate him!"

"Disciple is here!"

Murong Fu turned his head and looked at Wu Yazi.

"Thank you! For myself and for Xinghe."

Murong Fu looked at the old man who suddenly looked older in front of him, turned around and left without saying anything.

Outside the cabin.

Although some people came forward one after another to try to break the situation, they failed without exception.

And without the part in the original work where Ding Chunqiu framed Duan Yanqing, naturally there is also the part where Xu Zhu accidentally committed suicide and succeeded in breaking the game.

Murong Fu walked outside and first expressed his gratitude to Qiao Feng who came to help. If Qiao Feng hadn't taken action this time, Ding Chunqiu might have really escaped.

Then he said hello to Duan Yu, Xu Zhu and other acquaintances, and then went to Duan Yanqing: "Boss Duan, long time no see, how are you doing?"

Although Duan Yanqing looked indifferent, he finally relaxed a little: "It's okay, I can't die."

Seeing Murong Fu approaching, Yun Zhonghe struggled to sneak aside, for fear of offending this evil star, the South China Sea Crocodile God chuckled: "Murong boy, you are awesome. That old monster's martial arts are so high, you took him down!" "Murong Fu said: "You should call me uncle, no matter how big or small!" "Hey! Why do I have to call you uncle? If you don't tell me clearly today, I will cut off your head with crocodile scissors! Murong Fu just smiled and ignored this fool. He secretly sent a message to Ye Erniang: "Ye Erniang, do you want to know the whereabouts of your son?" Ye Erniang's expression changed drastically.