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

After guarding all night, even Murong Fu felt very tired, so he fell asleep on the bed when he returned home.

He rarely dreamed before, but this night he had a very long dream.

The dream was vague, but it gave him a sense of reality for no reason.

There are many people in this dream, but there is only one who is inseparable for a moment——

Simon blows snow.

The beginning of everything is no different from what he experienced.

We met at Wanmei Villa, and have been with us all the way since then.

It's just that it's different since meeting Hong Qigong.

In this dream, he did meet Zhui'er, but he escaped Zhui'er's attack and was not brought back to Xiaoyaomen.

What followed was an experience that was relatively unfamiliar to him.

He and Ximen Chuixue pursued Cheng Wu all the way, and also arrived at Shaolin Temple, where they met Gong Jiu and the little monk.But this time, Ximen Chuuxue didn't give Ming En a challenge, and naturally he didn't see Tangmen's help either.

He also did not meet Dugu Luo.

Later, the system proposed a task for him to go to Tangmen.

But he didn't know the previous situation, and he was decisive in the secret room of the Tang Sect, leaving no one behind——

Speaking of which, the self in the dream seems to be quite similar to the present self.

It was as if the flesh-and-blood self before had never existed.

In the dream, Mu Liu naturally also appeared, but before Fang Zhiyan got the key to save himself, he had already killed this person.

When Fang Zhiyan arrived, all he saw was wreckage.

There was also Murong Fu, who was terribly stained with the blood of others.

Since then, the Tang Sect has been overthrown, just like the time.

Fang Zhiyan died.

But in the dream, Zhui'er never appeared again, nor was he entrusted with writing to him.

He continued to follow the system tasks and came to the Western Regions.

He was hunted down, but he didn't meet Cheng Chu and Geng Luo.

When he was dying, he and Ximen Chuuxue broke out side by side.

Since then...

After that it was blurred.

He knew that he also went to the Devil's Cult in his dream, but he couldn't remember what he met in the Devil's Cult and who he met.

this dream...

What exactly does it mean?

Murong Fu put on his clothes and stood up, rubbing his eyebrows and leaning against the window.

Could it be that the system deliberately restrained his internal strength and let him be injured by Zhui'er, in order to ensure that he could enter Xiaoyaomen?

But what does it mean to enter Xiaoyaomen?

Since he went down the mountain until now, he has never sought help from Xiaoyaomen.

Is it... just to make him get "surplus"?

Although he felt that there were still many things that didn't make sense, Murong Fu couldn't figure it out clearly.

Since Cheng Chu appeared, he had a vague feeling that many things had deviated from the original track.

It's just that I don't know whether the occurrence of this abnormality is a cause or an effect.

And what did the system's phrase "trust me" actually mean?

When Murong Fu was struggling, the door of the wooden house was knocked twice suddenly.

This Yu Lin has always had little contact with the outside world, and even if he is notified of any task, he only needs to leave a note at the door. Who will knock on the door at this time?

Murong Fu walked to the door and pushed open the door.

There was a person outside the door with big eyes and a smile, and beamingly said: "I was worried that you might not be up yet, but I didn't expect you to pack it up!"

This person is Fang Qin!

What is he doing here?

Murong Fu hesitated for a while, then suddenly remembered——

Yes.He hasn't returned the clothes yet!

He hurriedly turned around and went back to the house to take out the cloak. Fang Qin took the cloak with a smile, but was not ready to leave.

"Today is Xiumu, what are your plans?"

The Devil's Cult will have a day's rest after each duty.

Yesterday he and Fang Qin were on duty together, and today both of them are naturally fine.

Murong Fu shook his head lightly.

Fang Qin said again: "How about going fishing by the river with us?"

fishing?Are all members of the Demon Cult so leisurely?

Murong Fu was helpless, but he had a good impression of this person in his heart, he felt that he couldn't refuse for a while, so he nodded slightly.

It is really a skill to make this kind of person who never goes out to go fishing with him, but Fang Qin didn't show any complacency or surprise, and even put on a look of "I knew you would go" With a smile on his face, he said with a smile: "Then I'll wait for you outside the door. We have all the tools ready, just put them away."

Murong Fu had already finished tidying up, so he just straightened his clothes at this time, and soon followed Fang Qin out of the house.

This river is an artificial river introduced by the Demon Cult itself. This river runs through the north and south of the Demon Cult. There are many fish in the river.

When Murong Fu and Fang Qin arrived, there were already many people gathered by the river, obviously they all came here to relax while taking advantage of Xiu Mu.

Seeing that Yu Lin and Fang Qin came together, everyone was surprised, a person who usually has a good relationship with Fang Qin couldn't help but teased: "As expected of Fang Qin, even Yu Lin can be invited here! "

Fang Qin chuckled: "I have already said that! Although Yu Lin doesn't like to talk, he is actually very gentle!"

Murong Fu couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, but he didn't refute, but nodded to everyone quite gently.

Of course, no words were spoken.

He still found a quiet place and sat down like a mute.

Sure enough, as Fang Qin said, there are all kinds of tools here. He took a fishing rod at random, and sat aside to start fishing.

The onlookers were not surprised to see him like this. After all, his presence was enough to surprise them. If he was uncharacteristically enthusiastic and gregarious, even people who were not familiar with him would be suspicious.

Seeing him take his seat, everyone standing beside him also found their seats one after another, hanging bait and casting fishing line, and the atmosphere was quite good for a while.

Murong Fu fished with peace of mind.

Speaking of which, he has not been fishing and enjoying the scenery peacefully in many lives, but he still has a feeling of nostalgia.

After greeting the others, Fang Qin sat next to him again and quietly fished with him.

"Have you ever fished before?" Fang Qin asked.

Because Yu Lin had never acted with them before, he really didn't know this person at all.

Has Yu Lin ever fished before?

Of course Murong Fu didn't know either.

But thinking about this person's character, it doesn't look like he knows how to fish.

But fortunately, I don't have to answer myself, just keep silent.

Seeing Yu Lin's silence, Fang Qin thought that he was too lazy to answer himself again, but he was not annoyed, he still smiled and said, "You can do more activities with us in the future, it's so boring to be alone!"

Murong Fu quietly listened to him talking, unexpectedly wanted to laugh for no reason.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Qin was suddenly speechless for a moment. After a long pause, he said: "The exercises we practice are easy to kill people..."

Murong Fu was startled, Fang Qin said again: "So, why not be happy while you're alive."

These words sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who had heard them say it before, but Murong Fu still felt a twinge in his heart.

Fortunately, when the fishing line moved at this time, he actually transferred to the fish.

Murong Fu hastily used one hand to tighten the fishing line.

It's just that he hasn't fished for a long time, and he was very bad at it before, so the fish broke free from his fishing rod after a couple of flops, and the whole river calmed down again.

Seeing Murong Fu put down the fishing rod in frustration, Fang Qin couldn't help laughing: "It seems that you have never fished before!" Holding his belly, he seemed to think it was funny, "Hahaha, You look like a friend of mine before! He didn’t catch that time, and he had the same expression!”

Seeing him succeeding like this, Murong Fu couldn't be more depressed, he gave up his helplessness, resigned to his fate, changed the bait and cast the line again.

After Fang Qinle finished, he felt that he was not being kind, so he put down his smile and pointed to Murong Fu.

"Hold the fishing rod firmly and draw it in slowly so that the fish will not run away. Don't worry."

As he was speaking, the fishing line moved again.

Fang Qin couldn't help but hide his smile, and muttered in surprise: "You're really lucky!"

He has been sitting here for a long time and still hasn't seen a single fish, yet this man has hooked two!

Unable to bear to watch the fish that Murong Fu finally caught ran away again, Fang Qin continued to guide and practice, and finally managed to catch this fish.

"It's still a big fish!" Fang Qin held the fish tail and looked it up with satisfaction, "Let's drink fish soup tonight! Come to my room and I'll make it for you."

It is of course a good thing to have a meal.

What's more, he hasn't eaten a satisfactory meal for several days.

Seeing Murong Fu nod his head, Fang Qin put the fish back into the bucket with satisfaction, and sat back down.

In fact, although Fang Qin is willing to make friends, he is not a person who knows everything. He doesn't know why he wants to get close to Yu Lin who has always been isolated from the crowd.

He and Yu Lin had almost no interaction before, but when they were on duty together that night, he felt so familiar to him.

It was as if they had known each other for a long time.

This sense of familiarity made him feel safe, and he couldn't help approaching this person.