Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu watched his beloved wives leave and said to Qiao Feng, "I'm sorry, Brother Qiao, I have to trouble you again."

"Hey, you and I are friends who share life and death, why are you so polite?" Qiao Feng opened his palms to stop Murong Fu's polite words.

"Haha, that's right." Murong Fu put his hand on Qiao Feng's shoulder and smiled.

The two turned and left.

After a while, it disappeared without a trace.

Inside the Qin Mansion.

Qin Hui and Ling Luoshi were still sipping the fine West Lake Longjing tea, talking and laughing, and discussing national affairs.

At this time, one of Ling Luoshi's men appeared.

She whispered a few words in his ear.

Ling Luoshi, who was originally smiling, had his ugly face suddenly covered with frost.

"Useless trash, get down!"

Qin Hui raised his head and glanced at Ling Luoshi, saying, "What? Something happened?"

"Yes." Ling Luoshi said truthfully: "All the men I sent to attack Murong Fu's family died."

"What?" Qin Hui was stunned and said in shock: "All are dead?"

"Yes, they are all dead." Ling Luoshi nodded.

"How is that possible?" Qin Hui put down his tea cup and figured out who was responsible for blocking the plan.

After three breaths, he guessed: "Could it be the Eighth Sages?"

"I don't know." Ling Luoshi shook his head, feeling very depressed.

Chaotianmen can be said to be the elite among his elite.

The entire army was wiped out in one fell swoop.

If you want to cultivate it, ten or eight years will be too long.

"Hmph! This time I can only count Murong Fu's luck. Next time, I will definitely kill his whole family without leaving any one behind." Qin Hui said harshly.

Ling Luoshi shouted: "Prime Minister Qin is domineering."

"Haha, let's go, the food is ready, let's go try it." Qin Hui took a sip of tea, and the anger on his face disappeared instantly, and turned into a smile.

If anyone else saw this scene, they would definitely feel terrible.

But Ling Luoshi has long been accustomed to it.

He even felt that Qin Hui's reaction was normal.

The intangibility of joy and anger is the first condition for doing great things.

With that said, the two of them got up and left. It seemed that the Chaotianmen people had just died.

It has nothing to do with them.

"I never thought there would be such a treasure in the world. This is the first time Qiao has seen it."

At midnight, the bright moon is in the sky, inside an unknown cave near the capital of Song Dynasty.

Murong Fu held the Golden Vase Plum in his hand and started to operate the "Nine Lights Divine Dragon Skill" with the help of moonlight.

Soon, five colors of light flashed within the body.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, he was repairing his shattered internal organs.

Qiao Feng watched from the side and couldn't help but feel amazing.

From time to time, Murong Fu slowly opened his eyes, put away the Jin Ping Mei and said:

"This thing is indeed magical. My internal organs have been repaired."

"The meridians all over the body will be cured tomorrow."

Qiao Feng smiled and said: "Brother Murong Fu can now fight against the early stage of the Grand Master on his own."

"I'm afraid it's unique in the entire world."

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "Brother Qiao, don't make fun of me again."

"If I'm not wrong, with your strength against Yang Jie, there is no chance of winning."

Qiao Feng pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "Qiao's back-up moves are no better than Brother Murong's."

"If I were to play, I would definitely have lingering fears and it would be difficult for me to exert my full strength."

"So I must be the one who loses in the end."

Murong Fu's eyes lit up, and he felt a hint of admiration for Qiao Feng in his heart.

What is the biggest enemy of people in the world?

That is not knowing your strength and being blindly arrogant.

If someone else had Qiao Feng's fighting power, his nose would have been raised to the sky.

How could they analyze the enemy's and our advantages calmly and objectively like the other party did?

Of course, another person wouldn't be able to fight like Qiao Feng.

"Brother Qiao, what are your plans next?"

"Me? I plan to go east and compete with heroes from all sides along the way." Qiao Feng said.

Murong Fu laughed and said: "Haha, Brother Qiao is really free and easy. He can leave whenever he wants and stay whenever he wants."

"I can't. After all, I can't let go of my obsession."

Qiao Feng said: "Buddha said there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, meeting of resentment and hatred, not being able to get what you want, and the five yin being strong."

"Everyone has to go through eight of these hardships before they can achieve enlightenment."

"Brother Murong has the same suffering as Brother Murong, and Mr. Qiao has the same suffering as Mr. Qiao."

Murong Fu knew that what Qiao Feng said was suffering was due to his identity as a Khitan, as well as the tragic death of his parents, and the suffering of being confused and helpless.

In his heart, he sighed heavily.

Qiao Feng's misfortune was all caused by his father, whom he had never met.

"Haha, Brother Qiao deserves to be a disciple from Shaolin, he speaks with such a Zen mind."

Qiao Feng shook his head: "Murong Fu is really making fun of me."

"It's a pity that you are not feeling well and cannot drink alcohol now, otherwise Qiao would definitely have a good drink with you."

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Bring you back from the east, and I will set a table for you in Gusu."

"When the time comes, you and I will each drink three hundred jars. We will drink him for days and nights, and he will be in a state of darkness."

"Okay, wait for me!" Qiao Feng laughed.

Murong Fu smiled and talked a lot with Qiao Feng. They talked happily about the general trend of the world from ancient times to the present. Unknowingly, they chatted until dawn.

"Brother Murong, what do you think the future of Song will be like?"

"Although Zhao Huan is my father-in-law, I can conclude that he is not suitable to be emperor." Murong Fu said solemnly.

"Oh, it's a pity that Qiao is no longer from the Song Dynasty. I don't know how to live in this world." Qiao Feng shook his head.

Murong Fu pondered for a moment and said: "If a figure like Qin Shihuang appears in the future, he will unify all countries."

"What do you think, Brother Qiao?"

After hearing Murong Fu's words, Qiao Feng's eyes lit up:

"I really have such a hero, and Qiao Feng is willing to support him with both hands."

Murong Fu probed: "If I say that person is me, will Brother Qiao believe it?"

Qiao Feng was stunned. He did not expect that Murong Fu had such great ambitions and wanted to imitate Qin Shihuang to unify the world.

Immediately, he said seriously: "If it's Brother Murong, he can really be like the First Emperor and resolve the world's disputes."

"Qiao Feng is willing to work with you to create this move."

Murong Fu was stunned. He didn't expect Qiao Feng to say this at all.

"really?"

"Seriously! As long as you can do it, Qiao is willing to be a pioneer."

Murong Fu laughed, stretched out his hand to high-five Qiao Feng, held it tightly, and said domineeringly:

"Okay, then you and I have made an agreement, and we will never go back on our word in the future."

Qiao Feng nodded and said, "I, Qiao Feng, never regret what I say."

Murong Fu was very happy. If Qiao Feng helped, he would definitely be able to do it in the shortest time.

Create a powerful army.

The only trouble is.

The two families were feuding and could not untie the knot for the time being. He sighed in his heart and said:

"Brother Qiao, my body has almost recovered! I won't waste your time anymore."

Qiao Feng could feel that Murong Fu seemed to be driving him away from Song Capital. After thinking for a moment, he replied neatly:

"In that case, let Qiao go."