When Murong Fu Met Yuan Suiyun

In the early morning of the next day, Murong Fu set off to leave Wuzheng Villa.

The reason why the rivers and lakes are called rivers and lakes is that there are mixed fish and dragons, there are both chivalrous heroes and scheming villains.

Leigu Mountain is far away from Taiyuan Road, and the third day of next month is the time Mr. Congbian mentioned in his letter. Murong Fu didn't dare to delay along the way, and he decided to take a good rest until he arrived in Luoyang.

Luoyang is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, and its prosperity is not inferior to that of Taiyuan.

Compared with Jiangnan, it is another style.

The jade tower and the golden palace return lazily, and the plum blossoms are inserted to intoxicate Luoyang.

At this time Murong Fu was drinking in the Peony Building.

He has gained a lot of experience in the past few days, one of which is to obtain news.

The first-hand information of Jianghu is often either from restaurants or brothels.

Most martial arts people are good at wine, and those who are good at wine are mostly romantic.As a result, restaurants and brothels often became their gathering places, and a lot of news spread like wildfire.

Of course Murong Fu would not go to the brothel, he is now sitting in an inconspicuous corner in the hall on the first floor of the Peony Building.

If there are any major events in the world recently, apart from Mr. Congbian's Zhenlong chess game, it is the mysterious and unpredictable bat boy.

No one has ever seen Mr. Bat, and naturally no one will know his true identity, but the auction of Mr. Bat is what many people dream of.

It is said that the auction of Bat Boy is on an island, and it is said that as long as there is enough money, Bat Boy can satisfy any request.

Or mysterious cheats, or rare weapons, or even the life of a big man.

Batman will not disappoint when he comes back.

Not everyone can go to Bat Island, and it is not easy to get an invitation from Bat Boy

Tickets to Bat Island have always been issued only to celebrities and heroes. In addition, there are some unregistered tickets. If you get such tickets, you can also go to Bat Island to trade.The price of such admission tickets in the black market of Jianghu is already sky-high, which shows the attraction of Bat Island to people in Jianghu.

Murong Fu heard some people talking in the Peony Building.

"I heard that the Huashan School's Qingfeng Thirteen Styles were stolen, and Master Kumei, the head of Huashan School, went down to investigate in person." A bearded swordsman said mysteriously to his friend at the table.

"The Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng is Huashan's top swordsmanship. If it is really stolen, Master Kumei must be to blame." Another seemingly gentle scholar said, waving a folding fan.Murong Fu saw that this folding fan was the boy's weapon, the seemingly gentle young man's skill in using his hands was not inferior to that of the bearded swordsman.

"But who dares to go to Mount Hua to steal? It's really daring," the bearded man continued.

"The Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng are so attractive after all, and some people commit crimes against the wind." The young man continued to lower his voice and said, "It is said that the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng can be bought on Bat Island."

After hearing this, the bearded man suddenly felt that he looked around, and immediately changed his color and said, "This is a big deal, be careful that the walls have ears", so he pretended to be calm and laughed and said, "Brother, continue to drink."

But Murong Fu listened carefully to their conversation and couldn't help being moved.

The Bat Island is so powerful, and you can buy all the thirteen styles of Qingfeng. No wonder everyone in the martial arts wants to go up and trade.

Master Kumei really went down the mountain to track down the thirteen styles of Qingfeng?

But why did she kill herself to silence her?

These two things have nothing to do with each other.

Murong Fu didn't have a clue for a while, so he simply drank a few glasses of wine and went back to his room.

The flickering candles outlined his shadow on the wall, Murong Fu closed his eyes, it seemed that Mr. Lin's warmth still remained on his hands.

The word "love" is the most difficult to understand, but the brow is lowered but the heart is on the heart.