Concubine Xuan did not expect Murong Fu to refuse so simply, and asked unwillingly: "Mr. Murong, once the Yuan people invade the Song Dynasty, people will definitely be devastated. Don't you really think about it?"

"To be honest, Ms. Shi, the Song Dynasty is not much better now. The people are displaced, there is no one to eat, there are wars, and there is no one to take care of the plague.

Let’s just say Xiangyang. The imperial court has no generals to send, and it actually needs a knight-errant to stop it. It’s ridiculous to think about it.”

Murong Fu shook his head. If the world were peaceful, he would rather not go to restore the country and live a happy life from now on, but that was not the case for him.

Concubine Xuan sighed and said: "Since Master Murong Fu is unwilling to take action, Concubine Xuan has no choice but to leave."

"Miss Shi, go slowly." Murong Fu stood up, saluted, and watched the other party leave.

Afterwards, he began to figure out how to deal with the enemy. Compared to King Jinlun, Tianfeng Shiro was easier to deal with. With a little calculation, he could be killed first.

Even, through some transactions, you might be able to use it for yourself.

After thinking about it, he was still too weak. If he had the strength of Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, not to mention that Jin Lun Dharma King was Shi Zhixuan, the leader of the demon sect, Zhang Wuji would come and beat him in the same way.

After taking a sip of monkey wine, I sat cross-legged and began to practice the exercises.

Early the next morning, he said goodbye to Mei Niansheng and Ding Dian, and quietly headed to the outskirts of Jingzhou.

"If I remember correctly, it should be right here." Murong Fu came to the system prompt and circled around but did not find the three hundred shadow guards.

He saw a trace in the woods, and when he was about to go over to check, his feet suddenly moved, and a hemp rope came out and tied his feet instantly.

Murong Fu smiled indifferently, and as soon as his inner strength sank, the hemp rope immediately stretched straight. Before he could get proud, countless cold lights flew from all directions, and if he looked carefully, they were all sharp knives.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to encounter traps in other places." Murong Fu circulated his zhenqi hand and swiped it smoothly, and the knife was absorbed in his hand.

But at this moment, many dark shadows quickly rushed towards Zhong Murong Fu.

When Murong Fu was about to strike back, he saw those dark figures kneeling in front of him.

"Three hundred shadow guards have met the master."

"So it's you?" Murong Fu was stunned and suddenly said.

One of the big men explained: "We set the trap to ward off enemies. Please forgive me for not knowing that the master is visiting."

Murong Fu smiled softly, his luck was in his feet, and the hemp rope that bound him instantly shattered.

"It doesn't matter. You can be so careful. It's too late for my master to be happy. What's the crime?"

"Thank you Master for your kindness." The three hundred shadow secret guards responded in a deafening voice.

Murong Fu rubbed his ears and asked, "Which of you is in charge here?"

"Return to the master, it is the subordinates who are responsible." said the big man from before.

Murong Fu looked up and down and saw that the person's aura was very powerful and his strength should be around the first-class level, so he asked with satisfaction: "What's your name?"

"My name is Ruan Yi." The big man replied respectfully.

Murong Fu ordered: "After dark, you follow me to Tianning Temple and take out the treasures there to use as military supplies."

"As you command!"

While Murong Fu was filled with pride and thinking about how to transport the treasure away, his good brother was extremely distressed.

In Hankou, in front of the Ling Mansion, Ding Dian was wandering around, no longer feeling as proud as yesterday.

The reason is that Ling Shuanghua's father, Ling Tuisi, learned about what the two of them did yesterday and was very angry in the house.

"What a nonsense, what a nonsense! You, a girl who has not yet left the court, went to kiss a boy in public, which ruined the family tradition and ruined the family tradition!"

"Dad, Brother Ding seemed to be possessed by a demon yesterday. I kissed him to save him." Ling Shuanghua lowered his head and explained shyly.

Ling Tuisi said disdainfully: "It's that Ding Dian again. I remember telling you before that he is just an outer disciple of a martial arts family and will not have any future."

"Dad, Brother Ding's current status is far from what he used to be. He has already worshiped under the sect of Iron Bone Mohe Mei and became the introductory disciple of Mei Daxia." Ling Shuanghua retorted in a low voice.

"What? You said he is Mei Niansheng's disciple?" Ling Tuisi's voice suddenly rose an octave. He had already found out that Mei Niansheng's city-linking technique contained a big secret of a treasure.

It's just that the opponent's martial arts skills are too high, and there is never a chance to make a move.

I had already planned to give up, but I didn't expect that God would bring an opportunity right in front of me, and my daughter would actually hook up with the other party's apprentice.

God-given opportunity, God-given opportunity!

Turning his eyes, he confirmed: "I heard that Mei Niansheng was seriously injured by his three apprentices. This Ding Dian won't talk nonsense and deceive you, right?"

Ling Shuanghua said firmly: "Brother Ding Dian is not that kind of person. He even used several city-linking sword skills for me yesterday."

"Oh? If he is a disciple of Master Mei, he will be worthy of you. So, let him come to me and practice Liancheng Swordsmanship once. If it is true, Dad, I won't stop you."

"Really, Brother Ding Dian is outside. I'll call him right away." Ling Shuanghua didn't think much, and quickly took Juyou out and called the stupid Ding Dian into the house.

Ling Tuisi didn't waste any time. He took a few people to the garden and asked Ding Dian to dance the sword for him.

"Uncle Ling, please watch!" Ding Dian thought this was his father-in-law's care and danced very seriously.

"The dragon in Dinghu Lake is far away, and the geese in the silver sea are flying deep."

"I've already set up my boat, and I'll wait for the autumn wind to catch it."

"The clouds invade the sails and the shadows disappear, and the wind forces the geese to fly sideways."

"..."

The more Ling Tuisi looked at it, the more energetic he became, his eyes flashed with light, and he looked like he wanted to eat Ding Dian.

"My dear nephew, you are really good at swordsmanship and martial arts. I admire you, I admire you!"

Ding Dian handed the weapon to the servants of the Ling Mansion and said with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment, uncle."

"By the way, nephew, I wonder where my respected master is now? He is a hero that everyone in the world respects. I have admired him for a long time and want to see his true face." Ling Tuisi said with a look of admiration.

Anyone who looked at him would think he was Mei Niansheng's little fanboy.

Ding Dian smiled and said: "My master now lives in the Chrysanthemum Hotel."

"Ah? So close?" Ling Tuisi narrowed his eyes and asked, "Can you take me to see Master Mei?"

Ding Dian said truthfully: "It's possible, it's just that we need to stay for a few more days. Master is injured and can't get out of bed now."

When Ling Tuisi heard that Mei Niansheng was so seriously injured, he felt so happy that he immediately said: "No need to get up, I have a lot of supplements here, it's perfect to give them to the old man to recuperate."

"this.."

Ding Dian wanted to refuse, but when he saw Ling Tuisi's face full of expectation and embarrassed to speak, he could only bite the bullet and agreed, "That's fine."
Chapter completed!