Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Deaf Valley.

"Brother Murong, the gang is busy with affairs, so I can't stay here for too long. After a while, I will definitely visit Gusu again!"

Qiao Feng led a group of Beggar Clan disciples and said goodbye to Murong Fu.

"Thank you, Brother Qiao, for taking action this time. Otherwise, I'm afraid Ding Chunqiu, the evil thief, would have escaped again this time." Murong Fu returned the salute with cupped fists.

"Punishing rape and eliminating evil is the duty of every righteous person in the world. I hope I can fight side by side with Brother Murong next time!"

Qiao Feng smiled boldly and led the Beggar Clan disciples away.

Looking at Qiao Feng's retreating figure, Murong Fu always had a strange feeling. He always felt that after this separation, the next time they met would be a different story.

"Can't you? Ma Dayuan is alive and well, and the letter Wang Jiantong left behind was destroyed by me. Even if that crazy woman Kang Min wants to cause trouble, there is no basis for it. What else can solve the problem of Qiao Feng's life experience? Shake it out?"

Murong Fu thought secretly in his heart.

"Well, it must be an illusion!"

Murong Fu shook his head to remove this weird thought from his mind.

But no matter what Murong Fu thought, he always felt that he had not calculated anything. As time went by, the uneasiness in his heart not only did not disappear, but became stronger.

After a moment, Murong Fu jumped up, used Qinggong and body skills, left the valley, and ran towards the city.

In an inn in the city.

Li Fuwei and Feng Qiwu knelt down on one knee: "I see the deputy leader!"

"The two Dharma Kings are exempt from courtesy and do not need to commensurate with their positions in the future."

After the three of them exchanged a few simple greetings, Murong Fu revealed the purpose of his trip.

"Since my sect has followers all over the world, I wonder if there are any disciples of my sect among the various sects in the world?"

Murong Fu asked.

Li Fuwei and Feng Qiwu exchanged glances and said respectfully: "Master Qi, our sect currently has more than 23,000 followers, of which 10,000 are in the Western Region Headquarters. The remaining 10,000 followers are secretly distributed throughout the Central Plains. There are some disciples of our Mingjiao in various sects in the Central Plains."

Murong Fu was secretly frightened when he heard this: My dear, the Mingjiao has big plans. With this scale and penetration ability, if Yang Potian thought about it, starting a storm in the martial arts world would be just a matter of a thought, right?

"Then, are there any followers of my religion in the Beggar Clan and Shaolin?"

Li Fuwei thought for a moment and said: "Master Qi, as far as I know, there should be some junior disciples in the Beggar Clan who are secretly placed by our Mingjiao. As for Shaolin, I know that There are some peripheral lay disciples and low-level deacon monks, but these people have no access to the top leaders of Shaolin, and their skills are low, so they can't be of much use."

Murong Fu's eyes lit up: "Then can you contact these believers? Let them pay close attention to some of the movements of the beggar gang during this period?"

"Of course, my subordinates are also responsible for part of the intelligence in the church. It is naturally not difficult to contact these people. I just don't know what the master needs these people to do?"

Li Fuwei pondered.

"Listen carefully and remember the names of the people I will mention below. I need you to pay close attention to the four elders of the Beggar Clan, Xu Chongxiao, deputy leader Ma Dayuan, Song Wu and Chen Xi, in the next few months. As well as the movements of Quan Guanqing, the helmsman of the Dazhi branch of the Beggar Clan, and others. If there is any situation, report it as soon as possible!"

Murong Fu poured beans into the bamboo tube and called out a series of names.

Although Li and Feng were confused. After all, this series of names seems to have no connection. Let’s talk about the senior members of the Beggar Clan, skipping the gang leader, law enforcement and martial arts elders, and also bringing a small helmsman with him, but I think Murong Fu’s move must be He had a profound meaning, so he respectfully agreed: "I will obey the master's instructions!"

After sending the two of them away, Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief and could finally relax and digest the results of this time.

Ding Chunqiu’s internal strength of several decades!

Although Ding Chunqiu's internal energy is far less pure than the three elders, it is still the authentic Xiaoyao sect's internal energy. It comes from the same source as Beiming's internal energy, and there will be no side effects after absorption.

Although Ding Chunqiu is a typical civil war insider and outsider in the original work. When fighting against Xiaoyao disciples such as Su Xinghe and Xu Zhu, he showed the demeanor of a great master. When fighting with outsiders, he couldn't even defeat Murong Fu, who was even half-assed. On Shaoshi Mountain, he was shocked by You Tanzhi, who had practiced the Yi Jin Jing for several days. When it arrived, it was completely out of style.

But I have to say that this old monster's internal strength is quite something. As for the performance of pulling people apart, I can only say that martial arts serve the plot and the author is happy.

Murong Fu was very satisfied when he felt that nearly half of the pure inner energy in his body had become stronger.

In the following time, Murong Fu spent half a day using Beiming's Heart Technique to completely refine this part of his internal energy before leaving the inn.

On a hill in Deaf Valley.

Su Xinghe pushed the old Wu Yazi to a cemetery.

On the tombstone, several strong and powerful characters are as powerful as knives and axes.

The tomb of the traitor Ding Chunqiu.

The setting sun casts its afterglow on this hill, and the green pines and cypresses make the whole hill look like a solemn and lonely ancient tomb.

Buried in the tomb is not only a corpse already lying in the coffin, but also the grievances and grievances of the past decades.

“What a landscape!”

Wu Yazi stared at the sunset for a long time and blurted out these three words.

"what?"

Su Xinghe didn't expect the master to say these words. After thinking for a moment, he seemed to understand Wu Yazi's mood at the moment and stopped talking.

"After my death, Xinghe Zhan will bury my bones here."

Wu Yazi added another sentence.

"Yes, Master."

Su Xinghe obeyed his orders silently.

"I said that the head of Wuyazi has not been seen for decades. It turns out he is hiding in this small valley!"

At some point, a white figure appeared behind the two of them.

Su Xinghe's expression changed drastically: This person actually appeared quietly behind him, and the master didn't notice it?

Subconsciously, Su Xinghe stepped in front of Wu Yazi and assumed a defensive posture.

The man smiled and said: "Master Wuyazi, your apprentice is loyal to you!"

Wu Yazi couldn't move his body. After hearing this voice, his inner thoughts were ups and downs. He finally comforted Su Xinghe with a calm voice: "Xinghe, don't be nervous. This person is not an enemy."

After hearing Wu Yazi's words, Su Xinghe relaxed slightly, but he still looked at the woman in white in front of him with wary eyes.

"Qiulin, you are finally here!"

Wu Yazi said calmly.

"Of course I have to come! The evil you yourself committed back then has harmed me for half my life. Shouldn't I come?"

The person who came was none other than Li Qiulin, who Murong Fu had met before and claimed to be Li Qiushui's sister.

At this time, she was still dressed in white, looking as graceful as a concubine and a fairy. However, the cold color in her eyes seemed to be like two sharp swords that were about to pierce Wu YaZi in front of her.