Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

"Yes!" Murong Fu said calmly.

Tong Xiangyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Fu, your room is ready, please."

"Well, thank you." Murong Fu got up and walked to the second floor.

Lu Xiucai hurriedly came to his side and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Fu, do you think Gongsun Oolong is easy to deal with?"

"It's not difficult to deal with him, but I don't know who else will be with him." Murong Fu said truthfully.

Lu Xiucai heaved a sigh of relief. In his opinion, only Gongsun Wulong's family was extremely vicious, and the others were all good people:

"It's fine as long as it's not underworld."

Murong Fu suddenly remembered that Lu Xiu was a man of great wisdom, and would be able to serve as a minister of households in the future.

It is a rare talent, so he asked: "Don't you feel inferior when you live in this poor place?"

"Young master is joking, how can I be a poor showman?" Lu Xiucai shook his head and said with an apologetic smile.

Murong Fu didn't say much, and let Lu Xiucai lead the way.

Suddenly, a murderous aura came, and countless tiles fell from the sky.

"Old Wang Ba, I thought you could endure until the young master fell asleep." Murong Fu sneered, raised his hand and slapped it.

"Bang!"

A gust of air swirled and flew, making a loud noise.

Lu Xiucai took a closer look, and there was an old man in a green shirt falling on the roof.

He exchanged palms with Murong and fell on the ground motionless, subconsciously shouting, "Gongsun Wulong?"

At this time, Gongsun Wulong felt that his internal organs were shaking violently.

Staring at Murong Fu in shock, after a long pause, he said:

"What a powerful young man, he was able to force me back with one palm."

As for Lu Xiucai's words, he simply chose to ignore it.

"Old tortoise put away your tricks, slapped the young master, and returned it to me." Murong Fu just merged the exercises.

Now the effect is still a bit jerky, just take Gongsun Oolong to try it out, and Zhen Qi Yun shoots it out with the palm of his right hand.

"Hmph, to give you three points of face, you dare to open the dyeing room?" Gongsun Wulong saw Murongfu calling but did not fight back.

The whole body exudes green infuriating energy, his hands are on his chest, and there is a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

At this moment, Bai Zhantang and the others heard the voice and ran up, reminding: "Be careful, that is his tortoise shell magic, and he can shake his hands after he is successful."

"So it is." Murong Fu was still disdainful, and without any hesitation, he slapped Gongsun Wulong on the arms.

When the two touched each other, a huge amount of infuriating energy was instantly produced.

At first, Gongsun Wulong's face still had a look of pride, but after a breath.

He immediately felt that Murong Fu's inner strength was extremely solid, like a giant mountain pressing down.

The sound of "click" and "click" could be heard in the ears.

I screamed badly in my heart, this is the rhythm of being broken, and quickly begged for mercy: "Little friend, you and I have no grievances and no grudges, please keep your hands!"

"Kneel down!"

Murong Fu snorted coldly, grabbed Gongsun Wulong's arm and pressed it hard.

"You..." Gongsun Wulong suddenly felt a huge force, kneeling on the ground with a "bang", and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you!" Murong Fu shouted loudly.

Everyone present was so frightened that their whole body trembled, especially Bai Zhantang.

Gongsun Oolong!

He had seen the strength of Gongsun Wulong.

After all, it is also the grandmaster of this generation, so he was suppressed like this?

He didn't expect that the other party would be suppressed by the little-known Fu Rongmu in front of him, he felt for a while, his mind seemed to be insufficient.

"Don't kill me." Gongsun Wulong knelt on the ground and burst into tears, showing he was very afraid of death.

"Don't think I don't know, old turtle, what are you thinking." Murong Fu said coldly.

Gongsun Wulong felt that something was wrong, he got up and wanted to run away, but before he could act, he felt a spiritual force surrounding him, and Murong Fu pressed his cold fingers to the center of his eyebrows.

"Submit, or die!"

Since Murong Fu merged the exercises, he felt that his spiritual power had increased sharply.

Gongsun Wulong's eyelids sank, and his head became drowsy.

He realized that he didn't have the courage to reject Murong Fu's words.

After a few breaths, he suddenly opened his eyes like a sleepy old man. After a few blue lights flashed in his eyes, he replied dully:

"I am also willing to surrender!"

Murong Fu's whole body loosened, as if he had collapsed, and his legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground.

This is the first time he has used the soul-moving method to control a person, and he is also a master master with a rock-like heart. He didn't expect it to happen.

"Very well, get up, call your three apprentices, I want to hear about Guan Yin." Murong Fu ordered.

Gongsun Wulong said no nonsense and obeyed, put his fingers under his tongue, and whistled a few times.

After a while, the three Ji brothers swaggered in.

Ji Wufu walked up to Bai Zhantang, raised his hand and pinched the other's handsome face, proudly saying:

"Haha, let me just say, if the master goes out to the top, isn't it better to stand against the wall honestly now?"

Bai Zhantang now had Murong's back to look at him, and shoved Ji Wukong's hand away and said, "Be honest, your master lost, and now you are messing with Master Fu."

Ji was incapacitated for a while, and the other two quickly asked if it was true or not.

Gongsun Wulong nodded: "Fu Gongzi is powerful, and his strength is far above that of a teacher. From now on, we must obey his orders, understand?"

"Master, are you okay?" Ji Wuming raised his hand and pressed Gongsun Wulong's forehead.

"Shut up, you have something to do. I don't know how happy I am now as a teacher." Gongsun Wulong said angrily.

Seeing this, the three brothers didn't dare to say more, and quickly nodded their heads.

"Okay, let's talk about Guan Yin." Murong Fu pulled a chair and sat down and asked.

"This issue?"

Ji Wuming glanced at Gongsun Wulong secretly, and found that the other party didn't respond at all.

Like Alzheimer's.

Had no choice but to explain it in the original place.

This batch of official silver is not the normal tax silver, but the head-worship silver that was sent to raise funds to honor Qin Hui.

The reason why they dare to be shipped in the name of official silver is to reduce troubles in all aspects.

Who knows, the value of this batch of silver is too attractive, a full 13 million taels of gold.

The two black and white provoked all leaked greedy water.

"Who else besides you?" Murong Fu asked.

"I know one Di Qinglin. He seems to have been thinking about this batch of officials for a long time. As for the others, they are hidden deep, so we can't see it."

Di Qinglin?

Murong Fu felt a killing intent in his heart.

Qinglong would dare to make trouble with the Murong family, and the whole martial arts knew about it.

He was too busy to take revenge.

I didn't expect to encounter one of their dragon heads here.

Just killing it counts as interest.

"By the way, when will Guan Yin arrive?"

Ji Wubing counted the days and said, "Shen Shi Mo in three days."