The three of them said goodbye to the boatman, and Ding Dian took them to the best hotel in Hankou City.

"Chrysanthemum Hotel?"

Murong Fu looked up and was speechless.

"That's right, brother, this is the best hotel in Hankou. It was built by the president of the Chrysanthemum Association and is specially used to accommodate fellow travelers who come to attend the Chrysanthemum Conference." Ding Dian explained.

Murong Fu shook his head. He was not interested in participating in any flower appreciation party with Ding Dian: "When Mr. Mei recovers, I will rush to Jingzhou."

"Brother, what is there in Jingzhou? Why are you always in a hurry to go there?" Ding Dian asked puzzled.

When it came to Jingzhou, Mei Niansheng stood aside, still showing a hint of confusion. Previously, before he taught Ding Dian the City-Linking Technique, Murong Fu confessed that he knew the secret of the City-Linking Technique.

He didn't believe it at first, but when Murong Fu told Tianning Temple, he realized how terrible Murong was!

"Buddha said it cannot be said." Murong Fu smiled and stopped talking to Ding Dian.

Ding Dian didn't hesitate, he booked a room and settled down. In order to facilitate taking care of Mei Niansheng, he asked for two guest rooms.

"Brother, have you noticed that the waiter in the shop looked at Master a little strangely?"

"He seemed to be repeatedly confirming the appearance of Hero Mei." Murong Fu agreed.

"If I'm not wrong, the news of my injury should have spread. I think there will be many enemies coming to my door." Mei Niansheng said worriedly.

"Master, don't worry. As long as you have a big brother, you will be no match for any enemy." Ding Dian looked indifferent. In his heart, Murong Fu was the best in the world, and he was the one who would destroy the other.

Mei Niansheng looked at Murong Fu and said: "My other enemies are pretty easy to deal with, but the Blood Sword Ancestor is the most difficult to deal with. He has almost mastered the Blood Sword Sutra. If we fight, you must remember to be careful."

"Mr. Mei, I wonder how far you have practiced Shenzhao Jing?" Murong Fu has always been curious. Mei Niansheng possesses two peerless martial arts. Why does it take all of his internal energy to defeat an ancestor of the Blood Sword?

"It's almost the same as the Blood Knife Ancestor."

Mei Niansheng did not hide anything, saying: "The Blood Knife Sutra is extremely evil, the sword skills are weird, and it can make people crazy. When I fought with him, I was worried that killing him would cause the Blood Knife Sect to retaliate against the people. It only hurts but does not kill, so it consumes

too much."

"That's it." Murong Fu suddenly realized.

Ding Dian said worriedly: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Don't be afraid. The Blood Knife Ancestor was just defeated by Mr. Mei and was seriously injured. He won't recover for a while." Murong Fu said calmly.

"The Blood Knife Ancestor has three apprentices who are also top-notch masters in the world." Mei Niansheng reminded.

Murong Fu said seriously: "Don't worry, Mr. Mei, I know."

Blood Knife Gate, inside the practice room.

The Blood Knife Ancestor was practicing the Blood Knife Sutra in a strange posture. The voice of his disciple Sheng Di came from outside the door: "Ancestor, we have found out the whereabouts of Mei Niansheng."

The Blood Knife Ancestor slowly retracted his inner strength, walked out of the door, and asked: "Mei Niansheng, that old immortal thing, is it really injured?"

"Hui, ancestor, according to the reports from the disciples below, he was poisoned by three of his disciples. If it weren't for his deep inner strength, he might have died." Shengdi said frankly.

After the Blood Knife Ancestor was silent for a few moments, he burst into laughter: "Give me the order, everyone will follow me to Hankou. I will kill this old guy with my own hands to avenge him for hurting me that day!"

Shengdi showed a trace of confusion and said: "Ancestor, I heard that Murong Fu is following Mei Niansheng."

The Blood Knife Ancestor frowned and said gloomily: "Repay the other with his own way. Murong is indeed very difficult to deal with. However, Patriarch, I have the Blood Knife Sutra and I am not afraid of him. If you dare to stop me, I will kill him as well."

."

"The ancestor is invincible!"

Seeing this, Shengdi didn't dare to say anything, and made strange gestures and spoke loudly.

"Well said, I am invincible, let's go!" The Blood Knife Ancestor laughed and walked out.

Five days later, the chrysanthemums will bloom.

The ten-mile long pavilion is covered with golden chrysanthemums, and people from all over the world come here to see it.

The aroma is fragrant and refreshing.

"Brother, how's it going? I think this chrysanthemum event is pretty good." Ding Dian kept talking to Murong Fu as if he was claiming credit.

Murong Fu chuckled and said: "It's such a beautiful scenery in such a beautiful time, but you are a big man next to you. It's very boring."

"this…"

Ding Dian looked to the left and right, and when he was about to introduce Murong Fu, a boy came to him and said: "Master Ding, the president knows that you are here and wants to invite you to come over and talk."

Ding Dian said happily: "President Juhua? I haven't seen him for a long time. Will my brother go with you?"

"No, you can go about your business. I'll go back after wandering for a while." Murong Fu shook his head and refused.

"All right!"

Ding Dian knew that Murong Fu didn't like socializing, so he didn't force him to leave with the servant.

Murong Fu smiled softly. He was good at everything, but he liked to talk too much and was very noisy.

"Hee hee? Why are you here admiring the flowers alone, little brother?" A woman with light makeup and bright lip gloss, who looked like an elf on earth, suddenly jumped to Murong Fu's side and asked with a smile.

Murong Fu was startled by the little girl and looked him up and down. He found that in addition to her extremely beautiful appearance, she also had a pair of naked little feet.

I couldn't help but wonder: "It's such a cold day, won't your feet freeze?"

"It's not cold. If you don't believe me, just touch it." The little girl said, raising her leg and handing her foot to Murong Fu.

The beautiful legs like white jade attracted people's attention. At this moment, Murong Fu felt a surge of spiritual power, and countless scenes of having fun with the previous woman suddenly appeared in his mind.

He quickly used the soul-moving technique and shattered it instantly.

"Huh? Little brother, have you also cultivated your spiritual power?" The little girl was a little surprised when she saw Murong Fu's eyes became clear instantly.

Murong Fu grabbed the opponent's jade ankle and asked: "Who are you?"

"Oh, please be gentle, it hurts my feet." The little girl showed a playful look, and her charming voice made people feel numb.

Murong Fu quickly concentrated his will and punched out.

The little girl raised her foot and kicked Murong Fu's fist. She took advantage of the force and flew up in the air like a colorful butterfly. The spring light was looming, and she landed on the ground again.

He said angrily: "Brother, you are so fierce, you almost broke someone's body."

"Tian Mo Yin? Tian Mo Wu? Are you a descendant of the Yin Gui sect?" Murong Fu's eyes lit up as he recognized the origin of the other party and said hesitantly.

"As expected of Mr. Murong, he recognized my heels and feet just by one word and one movement. It's amazing, it's amazing." The little girl clapped her hands and showed a playful smile.

Murong Fu smiled instead of getting angry and said softly: "Not only can I recognize you as a member of the Yingui sect, but I also know your name."

"My name? Impossible. Although I am very strong as Murong, I am not strong enough to predict the future. I rarely walk in the Central Plains, so you have no chance to know." The little girl said disdainfully.
Chapter completed!