Zongwu: Starting from the Trouble in Xingzilin

Murong Fu's words"uncle" not only confused Duan Zhengchun, but also Lin Han who was present seemed confused.

"Could it be that I remembered something wrong?"

Searching the memory of the previous life with all his strength, Lin Han really couldn't figure out how Murong Fu and Duan Zhengchun could be related as uncle and nephew.

The heroes of the Central Plains were also confused by Murong Fu's operation.

In order not to miss the exciting content, they kept silent and waited for Murong Fu to reveal the mystery himself.

""Mr. Murong, what did you call me just now? Uncle?"

Duan Zhengchun still looked like he had just lost his mind.

"That’s right, uncle!"

""Hey, hey, hey! Stop shouting!"

Duan Zhengchun felt that if Murong Fu called him uncle, his head would get bigger, so he quickly waved his hand to stop him.

"Mr. Murong, may I ask, what is your mother's surname?"

""My surname is Wang, and I'm your uncle!"

Murong Fu answered without even thinking.

But as soon as he said this, Duan Zhengchun's face darkened instantly.

Your mother's surname is Wang, and my surname is Duan, and you actually call me uncle?

When the heroes of the Central Plains martial arts world heard Murong Fu's words, they felt that their brain cells were not enough for a moment.

"Hey, what's going on? How come Prince Duan is Murong Fu's uncle?"

"Isn't that right? Although Prince Duan is known as 'Old Wang next door' in the underworld, he has nothing to do with the Wang family, right?"

"Could it be that his original surname was Wang?"

……

The crowd began to speculate, and Duan Zhengchun's expression became increasingly ugly.

Finally, he could no longer hold back and spoke in a cold voice:

"Young man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't kiss whoever you want!"

As he spoke, the hostility on Duan Zhengchun's face became more obvious.

"Please explain to me why you call me uncle?"

"Oh, uncle, listen……"

"Don't call me uncle!"

Duan Zhengchun waved his sleeves and said sternly

"Uncle, no, Lord Duan, please listen to my explanation!"

Murong Fu sorted out his thoughts and said slowly:"Now you have recognized my cousin Yuyan, and I have always called Wang Yuyan's father uncle."

"In this case, I will naturally call you uncle."

"Um……"Duan Zhengchun nodded silently,"That does make sense."

He muttered a few words and came back to his senses in an instant.

"Isn't that right?"

He pointed at Wang Yu and said,"You call him uncle?"

""Yes, uncle!" Murong Fu answered calmly.

Duan Zhengchun quickly stretched out his hand,"Don't scream first!"

After two seconds of silence, Duan Zhengchun seemed to have just figured out the key points.

"The problem is that her father is her father, and I am me! You call her father uncle, but you can't call me uncle too!"

"Aren't you her father?" Murong Fu looked puzzled.

"Yes!"

Duan Zhengchun said without hesitation.

But then he felt something was wrong and added:

"No, that's not right.……"

The heroes of the Central Plains were all confused when they saw Duan Zhengchun was sometimes yes and sometimes no.

For a moment, everyone involuntarily cast their eyes on Lin Han.

""Mr. Lin, how about you help them sort it out?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask Lin Han for help.

Lin Han was stunned for a moment when he suddenly received such a request.

"Me? Haha!"

Lin Han couldn't help but secretly said in his heart:"I want to know too!"

But just as Lin Han glanced around, he saw Xiao Yuanshan standing silently and looking at Murong Fu, and suddenly an idea came to his mind."Haha, heroes!"

Lin Han walked slowly to the center of the field and folded his hands to everyone.

"Although I don't understand why Murong Fu called Prince Duan uncle, but Mr. Murong……"

Lin Han paused here and glanced at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was stunned. Looking at Lin Han's half-smile, he immediately had a bad feeling.

But Murong Fu was also a famous master in the martial arts world, and he didn't want to lose his aura.

He suddenly puffed out his chest and said loudly,"Mr. Lin, what can I do for you?"

Seeing this, Lin Han smiled and waved his hand.

"Haha, Mr. Murong is too polite. I can't say I'm giving you advice, but I do have a suggestion."

"Suggestions? What suggestions?"

Murong Fu's bad premonition became stronger, but for a moment, he couldn't figure out what the problem was.

"Hehe!"

Lin Han sneered, and paced for two steps with his hands behind his back before speaking slowly.

"Mr. Murong, instead of asking Prince Duan to recognize you as your uncle, you might as well find out where your father is! After all, he is your biological father!"

""Lin Han! What do you mean?"

The mockery in Lin Han's words couldn't be more obvious.

And he said it in front of the heroes of the Central Plains. For a moment, Murong Fu's face turned pale and blue.

"With a"clang", he drew his sword from his waist and pointed it at Lin Han angrily.

Judging from his expression, if Lin Han didn't give a reasonable explanation today, he would fight him to death.

However, before Lin Han could answer, everyone heard a Buddhist chant suddenly.

"Amitabha! Donor Murong, it's time for you to come out and give everyone an explanation!" It was

Xuan Ci who was hugging his wife and son and crying bitterly just now.

It turned out that just when Lin Han's words came out, Xuan Ci's heart suddenly moved, and he naturally thought of Murong Bo.

Who knew that Xuan Ci's voice had just fallen, and the heroes of the Central Plains had not figured out what was going on, Murong Fu had already asked Xuan Ci with a confused face:"Abbot Xuan Ci, what do you want me to explain to everyone?"

Xuan Ci did not expect Murong Fu to say this, and he was stunned for a moment.

Then he came to his senses and clasped his hands together.

"I am talking about the old donor Murong!"

"Old donor Murong?……"

Murong Fu took three steps back and almost lost his balance.

Thinking of what Lin Han had said just now, Murong Fu felt that something in his body was shattered at that moment.

"It turns out that he, what he said is true!"

Murong Fu was absent-minded and kept muttering to himself.

""Dad, Dad!"

Xuan Ci's eyes suddenly narrowed at this moment, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He lightly tapped the ground with his toes, and jumped up, grabbing Murong Fu.

""Cousin, be careful!"

Wang Yuyan beside him hurriedly reminded him.

The heroes in the field then woke up and realized that Xuan Ci had attacked Murong Fu!

Xuan Ci is worthy of being the fighting force of Shaolin Temple. Even though Murong Fu was reminded by Wang Yuyan, he woke up quickly.

But by the time he reacted, Xuan Ci had already made claws with his hands and grabbed Murong Fu's head.

In a hurry, Murong Fu had to roll to the ground. Although his posture was a bit awkward, he rolled in time and finally avoided the power of Xuan Ci's claw.

But even though Xuan Ci's claw missed, he changed his moves in the blink of an eye.

The five fingers that were originally slightly bent suddenly straightened. The back of the hand turned outward,"Snap!"With a sound, he slapped Murong Fu in the face.

Murong Fu felt pain on his face, and suddenly felt dazed, and his body could not help but stagnate.

But it was this brief pause that gave Xuan Ci another chance to attack.

Xuan Ci glanced at him coldly, and then he jumped up again, using both palms to slap Murong Fu.

Looking at the power between Xuan Ci's palms, it seemed that Murong Fu would be smashed to pieces with this palm!