Zongwu: Murong Fu! I want both the beauty and the kingdom

During the time when Murong Fu was talking to the system, he closed his eyes involuntarily.

Immersed in the joy of obtaining the golden finger, he had no time to curse the system.

"Why do I feel that the young master is not sad enough?!" Bao Bu Tong poked Deng Baichuan who was kneeling beside him and muttered softly.

"Don't talk nonsense, the young master is tenacious. The pain of losing his father is unbearable for ordinary people, especially since he is still a teenager. The young master can do what ordinary people can't, and he is our wise leader!"

Deng Baichuan quickly covered Bao Bu Tong's mouth, fearing that Bao Bu Tong would say something vicious again. At this time, Murong's mother was weak, but she was not even thirty years old, while her son was already tall and strong. Bao Bu Tong's words were not worth saying.

How could the conversation between Bao Bu Tong and Deng Baichuan be hidden from the ears of everyone in the mourning hall? Not to mention Bao Bu Tong's loud voice, everyone in the mourning hall was a martial arts expert. In such a quiet environment, who could not hear it?

Considering that the system is a piece of crap and Bao Bu Tong is an idiot, Murong Fu is really speechless.

This Tianlong is really not a place that ordinary people can come to. It is really a place full of treasuries on his coffee table.

Among his four major ministers, there is a fool.

I have my own system, but it's a crappy one.

He possesses a unique family skill, but unfortunately in the world setting, he is just a foil to the protagonists.

It’s too bullying, it’s really too bullying.

"That's right, the young master's expression now is correct." Bao Bu Tong started mumbling again at this time.

But Murong Fu's face was full of bitterness, his brows were furrowed, and he looked like he was filled with deep hatred and resentment.

At this moment, Murong Fu wished he could strangle Bao Bu Tong, this idiot, to death. Buddy, he lived his whole life just to avoid social death.

The predecessor would definitely die, unless a bolt of lightning blew up his cell phone.

Now I have to deal with this idiot Bao Bu Tong's mentality. Is this another life of social doom?

After this matter is over, I must use the thirty years of skills I have gained to give Bao Bu Tong a good slap in the face.

Take the opportunity to let Bao Bu Tong practice martial arts well in his Jinfeng Manor, and never let this little blind follow him. A broken mouth is equivalent to a walking map cannon. I am afraid of death, afraid of being angry to death.

I had just sent away the old closed light and for a moment I forgot about the small closed light. It was a mistake, really a mistake.

He personally buried Murong Bo, handled the funeral, and arranged for his mother Wang to rest in the backyard.

Thinking about his own life, before the age of 2, Murong Fu was always groggy because of his mumbling and wild thoughts all day long with the lights on. Later, Murong Bo was disgusted by Murong Fu always urinating on him, so he simply gave Murong Fu a whole set of foundation-building plans, using internal force and medicine to build a foundation for himself. Every day, Murong Bo either infused him with internal force or gave him medicine, which made him even more groggy, sickly and uninterested in everything.

He started to learn martial arts at the age of two, and although he made rapid progress, how could Murong Fu, who was well versed in the art of whipping an ox in his previous life, show everything?

Even though Murong Bo urged him to practice martial arts and study every day, he was unwilling to show too much of his talent, which instead aggravated the situation of being controlled. It can be said that Murong Fu's first 12 years were 12 years dominated by Murong Bo.

Until recently, thanks to his previous forbearance and sudden inspiration when encountering problems, he also obtained the last 30 years of martial arts skills given by Murong Bo before his death. It can be said that with 40 years of martial arts skills, he has entered the ranks of the top martial artists in the world. What he lacks is the experience in the world and combat experience.

"Hey~ Murong Bo must not be dead, otherwise his life trajectory would not be changed initially, but greatly changed. After all, the role of Lao Meideng is too important in the Tianlong world."

"No, I have to run. I can't stay in Chanhe Village any longer. Otherwise, won't I still be under the old man's watchful eyes?"

"Can I kill my father? I, the hero Murong, have my share of things I do and my share of things I don't do."

"Alas, it's a pity for my peach, and for those top-notch wet nurses who are destined to have their income reduced."

"When faced with two evils, choose the lesser evil. Let's give up peaches. There will always be peaches. We need to quickly get Lao Meideng to Shaolin."

"Quit it. I, Murong Fu, will from now on, quit peaches!"

Murong Fu opened his eyes, his gaze was burning, and at this moment, it seemed as if good fortune had come to him, and he was filled with fighting spirit.

Murong's rise began with Jie Tao.