[Comprehensive Martial Arts + Sword Three] Murong Fu of Attack

Murong Fu was held tightly by Ximen Chuuxue, his internal strength had not yet recovered, this person used ten percent of his strength, naturally he couldn't break free.

But luckily he was not dragged too far, he had already met Ming En, Lu Xiaofeng and some Shaolin monks who were rushing over.

There are several people behind this group of people, and the leader of them is a cute and cute girl in light yellow robes.

The girl had a clear goal, glanced at Murong Fu hastily, then rushed to Gong Jiu who was behind them.

"Ninth Brother!" the girl said anxiously, "Are you okay?"

"No problem." Although Gong Jiu was dressed in a mess, she had returned to her former indifference and arrogance.

He took the handkerchief handed over by the girl, wiped his hands gracefully, then raised his eyes to look at Murong Fu, showing a smile.

Murong Fu said indifferently: "Wipe what, look at yourself, is there still a need to wipe your hands?"

Gong Jiu: "..."

The girl looked at Murong Fu suspiciously, she was surprised that someone dared to talk to Gong Jiu like this.

However, she still digested this information, and something even more surprising happened to her——

Not only did Gong Jiu not refute, but she stepped forward and handed the handkerchief to Murong Fu and said, "You should wipe it too, the secret room is so dirty."

The girl was stunned.

She knew Gong Jiu very well.

Gong Jiu never likes to touch other people's used things, and he doesn't like others to touch his own things either.

But now he is actually sharing his handkerchief with someone he just met?

But the handkerchief that Gong Jiu handed over in such a "condescending" way was not handed over to Murong Fu.

Instead, it shattered in mid-air.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't even raise his head: "Give back the things you've used yourself?"

Gong Jiu was not angry either, and said with a slow smile: "If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would mind, but Ah Fu is different, we are life, death, relationship, friendship."

He paused every word, and his attitude was very provocative, Ximen Chuuxue really turned cold.

But Murong Fu, one of the parties involved, was at a loss.

Are these two okay?

What is going on in this weird atmosphere?

He was at a loss, and the innocent onlookers beside him were even more at a loss.

Especially Lu Xiaofeng, who was already full of emotions, was even more emotional at this time.

His eyes had been fixed on Murong Fu's arm which was being dragged by Ximen Chuuxue, but now following this conflict, he shifted to the broken handkerchief.

It's confusing!

Lu Xiaofeng said silently... I really want to eat melons...

Seeing that the situation is getting worse, Abbot Ming En hastily coughed, stepped forward and said, "You guys, I'm really sorry, the poor monk never thought that this kind of thing would happen to you guys."

Gong Jiu turned his attention from Murong Fu to Ming En, and asked, "As the abbot of a temple, you don't even know the secret way in the temple?"

Ming En put his palms together and said "Amitabha", but did not explain.

It has not been five years since Ming En took over the position of abbot, and the previous abbot has passed away, so it is hard to say whether he knows about the secret room.

Moreover, Murong Fu and the others knew very well that no matter whether Ming En had anything to do with this matter or not, he couldn't open his mouth.

Since this secret room appeared in their Shaolin, it must have something to do with their Shaolin ancestors, how can he criticize his own ancestors?

Of course, things can't just be left alone, but there are no fools among the few people.Now that you know it's useless to entangle now, why rush for a while?

Anyway, it's a long time coming.

Several people looked at each other, and they had already understood each other's thoughts, but they had a tacit understanding.

As soon as Gong Jiu raised his right hand, someone had already put on a new cloak for him, covering his slightly embarrassed brocade clothes.

"Ah Fu, then I'll go first." Gong Jiu smiled gently at Murong Fu, without looking at Ximen Chuuxue, as if he didn't feel the coldness of Sword God.

Murong Fu: "..." Since when did I get so familiar with him? ? ?

Gong Jiu said again: "Also, in the days to come, outside Banjing Pavilion, I have important matters to discuss."

The last sentence was transmitted through sound transmission, and no one else could hear it except Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was puzzled, but when he raised his head, he met Gong Jiu's eyes.

Those eyes were serious and calm, with a little deep meaning, as if they really wanted to say something.

Facing those eyes, Murong Fu nodded slightly.

In fact, even if Gong Jiu doesn't look for him, he still wants to find Gong Jiu. After all, he does have important matters to discuss with Gong Jiu.

There was an undercurrent on their side, while Lu Xiaofeng on the side was always waiting for an opportunity to gossip.

Seeing that Gong Jiu and the girl and his party, as well as Abbot Ming En and others had all left, he leaned over to Murong Fu and asked, "What did you meet in the secret room?"

Murong Fu thought for a moment, and then summed it up: "Women, illusions, dead people."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Ximen Fuxue: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng: Why do I seem to think of something serious? ! !

Seeing that Ximen Chuuxue's face was getting more and more uncomfortable, Lu Xiaofeng coughed quickly and reminded: "Be more detailed."

Murong Fuben didn't want to mention it, but seeing the extremely curious expressions of both of them, he had no choice but to explain the whole thing in detail, he didn't even hide the matter of the flute, and only omitted the content of the illusion.

After listening to it, Lu Xiaofeng focused on the flute, and after Murong Fu took it out for him, he began to observe it carefully.

But Ximen Chuuxue's attention was focused on that illusion.

Ximen Chuuxue could feel that the murderous aura on Murong Fu's body had faded.

When he first met Murong Fu, he would notice Murong Fu because of his murderous aura, so it is impossible for him not to feel the change in Murong Fu's murderous aura now.

But why change?

Is it because of that illusion?

What exactly did he encounter in the illusion?

Or——because of that Gongjiu?

Murong Fu was dealing with Lu Xiaofeng who became excited when he saw a weapon, when he raised his head, he met Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were full of inquiry, he couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"If you have something, you can discuss it with me. You can discuss anything with me."

"..."

Sword God's eyes were calm and firm: "We are friends, right?"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, he never expected Ximen Chuuxue to say such words suddenly.

However, his heart was indeed very ironed by these words.

He has always wanted to be friends with Ximen Chuuxue, but he also knows that it is not easy for this person to be friends.

During the year in Xiaoyaomen, the system did remind him that Ximen Chuuxue's favorability for him had already reached four hearts.However, as for the reason for the increase in favorability, he is more inclined to be Ximen Fuxue because of his disappearance.

Until later, he learned that Ximen Chuuxue had been trying to find himself.Even in order to find him, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his reputation to fight the gauntlet, so he vaguely felt that perhaps to Ximen Chuuxue, he could be regarded as a friend.

But no matter how reasonable these speculations are, they are only speculations in the end.It wasn't until Ximen Chuuxue said those two words just now that the worries in his heart were settled.

He was a friend to this man as this man was to him.

Murong Fu stared deeply at Ximen Chuuxue, then suddenly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the dazed Sword God, and said, "Of course, we are friends. Also, thank you this time and last time."

Ximen Chuuxue was stiff for a moment, he rarely touched anyone, let alone hugged anyone.He didn't know how to react for a moment, he just felt that the body of the person in his arms was very soft, and seemed to have a pleasant fragrance.

—Should I hug him back?Shouldn't you hug him back at this time?But it feels a little weird to hug back!Hey, I have never encountered such a situation!What should I do under normal circumstances?

Ximen Chuuxue was tangled in silence.

Murong Fu didn't know his entanglement.

But just when Murong Fu thought that the other party would not respond any more, the Sword God finally reached out and hugged him back, and said gently: "Friends, don't talk about this."

Murong Fu: "...OK."

In the eyes of the parties involved, this is indeed a beautiful moment worth remembering.

But for the onlookers—

Lu Xiaofeng: "..." It's a very normal painting style, but why do I always feel that something is not normal?

System: "..." I think the party x2 is going off track, how can you deviate from the normal track? ! ! !It would be wrong for two men who could have gone further to be just friends! ! ! (…)

System: Looks like I have to do something...