Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you. There was no sound for a while.

After a while, an old man took a sip from his pipe and came out, saluted and said, "I, Cui Baiquan, am here to avenge my junior brother."

"Cui Baiquan? I haven't heard of him. Who is your junior brother?" Murong Fu glanced at everyone. Only then did he have time to check the heads one by one.

He chuckled to himself. There were more than a dozen people who came to the island to cause trouble for him, including those from the Shaolin Temple, the Qingcheng Sect, and a few miscellaneous fish.

"My master is Ke Baisui of the Funiu Sect!" A tall middle-aged man named Guo Yanzhi walked over and shouted.

"Funiu Sect Ke Baisui? I don't know him." Murong Fu shook his head nonchalantly. .

"May I ask Mr. Murong Fu, did you go near Baidi City last winter?" Another man with a white scarf around his head asked.

"Baidicheng? I've never been there." Murong Fu said calmly.

"Have you been to Yunzhou a few months ago?"

"There was also Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan. I heard that he also died due to his own stunt."

"..."

Murong Fu knew clearly the cause of death of these people and replied: "Everyone, I, Murong Fuxing, may have heard of the people you are talking about, but I did not kill them."

Everyone was silent again. Murong Fu was so powerful in martial arts that he was afraid that someone who was not good enough would be resented by him and be retaliated against.

Guo Yanzhi said loudly: "You said it wasn't you who killed him, so it wasn't you who killed him?"

"Yes, Mr. Murong, do you have any witnesses to prove that you have never left Gusu." Yao Bodang from Qinjiazhai said politely.

Murong Fu glanced at a few stinky fish and rotten shrimps and said, "I, Murong Fu, have always been aboveboard, why do I need others to prove it?"

"Murong Fu, don't think that we can't do anything to you just because of your great martial arts skills. There are still Shaolin monks here." Guo Yanzhi looked tall and rough, but he was not stupid. He even knew how to pull him to the Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, Murong Donor, a few days ago my master Xuan Bei died under his special skill, the Great Skanda Rod. Please give us an explanation." Huizhen said.

"Ding, here comes the question. The host should answer it as soon as possible."

"One, explain clearly. I won't take the blame if it's not mine. Reward: Xiao Huan Dan (increases internal strength and heals injuries)."

"Two, I am too lazy to talk nonsense. I have a strong life and no need to explain. Reward: Reward Long Yuan (one copy)"

Murong Fu's eyes lit up and it was Long Yuan again!

If we can gather all seven parts and merge them into a complete Dragon Yuan, we will definitely be invincible in the future.

"Choose two!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting a share of Dragon Yuan."

"Explanation? Explanation for what? Get out of Mantuo Villa before I get angry!" Murong Fu said disdainfully.

"What?" Huizhen could hardly believe her ears.

After all, their Shaolin Temple is also a leader in the world, but Murong Fu is so disrespectful?

"Murong Fu, you are so arrogant." Guo Yanzhi roared and rushed towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu smiled coldly, activated his internal energy, and pointed at the opponent's chest.

Everyone didn't take it seriously at first, but they saw Yanzhi's entire body flying backwards a foot away from Murong Fu.

The clothes on my back suddenly tore apart.

He fell to the ground and soon died.

died!

Dead people!

"You, you dare to kill people in broad daylight, Murong is really overbearing!" Hui Zhen couldn't believe that Murong Fu would kill at his word, and his eyes flashed with panic.

"Nephew!" Cui Baiquan lay on Guo Yanzhi's body, shook him vigorously a few times, and said angrily: "Murong Fu, why did you kill my nephew?"

"Hai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai, are you treating my Murong family like dirt? You keep saying that I killed people. Could it be that just because they died under my own unique skills, it can be proved that I did it?" Murong Fu said disdainfully.

"But you..."

Cui Baiquan wanted to say that you can't kill him, but Murong Fu interrupted him directly: "Go away, breaking into Mantuo Villa without permission is a death penalty. If you don't accept it, just call someone else."

Naturally, there are rules for people in the martial arts world. If you break into other people's homes without permission, you are not guilty of being killed by them.

"Murong Fu, you take human life lightly and kill innocent people indiscriminately. You are a devil!" Cui Baiquan yelled while holding Guo Yanzhi's body.

"Who's yelling here?"

At this time, dozens of boats came quickly on the lake.

The speaker above was a thin man with an unusually ugly appearance, but a bit of heroic spirit.

There were three people standing next to him, one dressed as a Confucian scholar, one dressed as a Taoist, and the last one was dressed in black.

"Great, the four eldest brothers are here too." A'Zhu and A Bi clapped happily.

Others immediately realized that something was wrong when they saw this. Those with sharp eyes immediately recognized the identities of the four people. They were the four ministers of the Murong family in Gusu.

After the four of them got off the boat with their subordinates, they immediately came to Murong Fu and saluted: "Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Bao Bubu and Feng Boxie have met the young master. Please forgive me for being late."

Murong Fu said calmly: "It doesn't matter. My brothers arrived just in time. They suppressed them all and reclaimed the deserted island for three years to atone for their sins."

"What? You want to put us under house arrest?" Everyone present showed incredulous expressions.

Not to mention others, there is also a son of the head of the Qingcheng Sect here.

If he really had to be detained for three years, the excitement would be huge.

"Mr. Murong, I just want to ask if you killed my father." Sima Lin gritted his teeth and asked.

Murong Fu said contemptuously: "You Qingcheng sect know very well who you have enmity with. You are really not smart enough to seek the far side instead of the near."

"You mean..." Sima Lin suddenly understood and immediately understood the meaning of Murong Fu's words.

Murong Fu waved his hand and asked the four generals to take him away.

Sima Lin suddenly shouted: "I am waiting for Meng Lang to do this today. Please give us a chance to apologize, Mr. Murong."

"Oh?" Murong Fu was delighted. This Sima Lin was better than the others.

Sima Lin glanced at the three people behind him and said, "I am willing to pay one hundred thousand taels of silver as compensation to Master Murong."

For one hundred thousand or two or four people, this is a good deal.

Murong Fu said nothing and replied calmly: "Okay."

Seeing that Murong Fu was not unkind and probably just wanted to vent his anger, the others also quoted the price to redeem themselves.

Murong Fu only wanted to increase his prestige and didn't care about money.

As long as the price is close to the price, it won’t be difficult.

But when he arrived at Huizhen in Shaolin Temple, he was stunned and looked sad.

He had no money or property, so he begged in a low voice: "Mr. Murong, can you let me go, and when I return to Shaolin Temple, I can ask for it from my uncles and uncles?"

"Okay, but it's okay, the money will be doubled." Murong Fu said.

"How many times more?" Huizhen asked with a curled lips.

"Not much, they have ten thousand each, you only have sixty-four thousand, six hundred and seventy taels, and you have to write an IOU." Murong Fu chuckled.