Zhang Dun smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Why do you have to be so arrogant? Now we are only five days away from Bianliang at most, and if it is fast, we will arrive in three days. No matter how powerful the commander behind this, he cannot reach the emperor.
Under your feet?"
Murong Fu sneered: "That's right, but I, Murong Fu, have never liked rats who hide their heads and tails, nor did I like to keep hidden dangers. Since it can be solved immediately, then solve it now. If I'm not wrong,
The boss has now gone to inform the person behind him. Wait, it won’t take long before the master will come to him.”
Zhang Dun was surprised: "You saw early in the morning that the shop owner would go to inform us? Waiting here on purpose?"
Murong Fu waved his hand: "Relax, even if the enemy has thousands of troops, I can still protect the seal. However, there is an incident, I remember that during the Renzong Dynasty, Prime Minister Han Qi said something to Di Qing, "Dong
The hero who sang the name outside the Huamen is the hero.' Zhang Xiang, tell me, who is the hero at this moment?"
Zhang Dun's old face turned red, then his face turned blue, and the red and blue change was as if he was practicing "The Great Movement of the Universe", and glared at Murong Fu fiercely: "At this time, he didn't know how to deal with military affairs, he could only write a few
What do you say when a corrupt scholar comes out to speak about him?” In his words, he was quite disdainful of Han Qi, and even more helpless about Murong Fu's lack of correctness at such moments.
Murong Fu laughed: "If Zhang Xiang said this, I won't worry about Zhang Xiang scolding the vulgar martial artist in the future."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud "puff" sound downstairs, as if the door was kicked open. Then a mess of smashing and smashing sounds were heard.
Murong Fu frowned slightly.
Zhang Dun smiled and said, "Please come to me, hero, let's go out to deal with it."
Murong Fu frowned and said, "The Lord has not come! A group of miscellaneous fishes are coming."
Zhang Dun said in surprise: "How did you know?"
Murong Fu said: "The footsteps of these people are chaotic and breathing sounds. Any expert who has practiced internal and external skills to a certain extent will not be chaotic even if he falls asleep or fights with others. His breath will not be chaotic and his rules are extremely regular.
Unless you are seriously injured or on the verge of death, so these guys must be a group of insignificant people. I am just curious why a group of insignificant people dare to come to trouble me, Gusu Murong. This is really strange."
Zhang Dun smiled and said, "How come there are no strange things in this world?"
Murong Fu said: "For safety, Shibo and I go out together to prevent the other party from striking the east and pulling the tiger out of the mountain."
Zhang Dun glanced at Murong Fu with appreciation: This possibility can be thought of in just a moment, but it has the prerequisite for being a general.
Murong Fu pushed the door out, and Zhang Dun followed closely behind. At this time, Azhu and Abi had already heard the movement. The three of them stood behind Murong Fu and watched what was happening in front of him.
Murong Fu said coldly: "Where do the wild dogs come from? Dogs bark here at night?"
The leader is a bearded man. Compared to others, his aura is quite steady and his steps are not simplistic. He seems to be a little capable person. But if you want to ask Murong Fu for trouble, that is absolutely
Not qualified.
When the bearded man saw Murong Fu, he was furious and pointed at Murong Fu and cursed: "His grandma, what is your little face, "Nan Murong" Murong Fu? The labor and capital are flying in the sky, yaksha Xiang Yongcheng, do you recognize labor and capital?"
"I don't know!"
Murong Fu thought for a moment of light speed and spit out two words in a straightforward manner.
"Bastard! How can you not know Labor and Capital! You killed my second brother, my only brother in this world, my beloved relatives and friends. How can you not know me!"
Murong Fu was stunned: Who is his second brother? When did I kill this person? Why don’t I remember at all? If this is the case, there is indeed a reason for him to stand for revenge. Damn, why can’t I think about it at all
Get up? I haven't killed many people.
At this time, Murong Fu couldn't remember who his enemy was, as if he couldn't remember who his lover was. Prince Duan - too many, I couldn't remember at all. Just when Xixia seized power and defended the city gate, he cut off thousands of miscellaneous soldiers in one night.
Woolen cloth.
Seeing Murong Fu with his hands behind his back, his face was confused, the bearded man was so angry that he smoked: "Okay! Then labor and capital will let you understand today. Three years ago, you killed the leader of the Huaiyang Gang on the Bian River and Xiang Wanghai.
I am his elder brother!”
Murong Fu thought hard in his mind, and finally remembered that there seemed to be such a person. I remember that he accompanied me to Luoyang to find Dr. Xue to treat his injuries. He encountered a small gang robbery on the way, and he dealt with it.
I personally used my own actions to kill the person Gong Yeqian took the initiative to kill. It seems that he was indeed Xiang or Xiang?
When Murong Fu felt a deeper apology in his heart when he thought of the other party's only brother and brother, his beloved relatives and friends who died indirectly at his hands. So with deep guilt towards the family of the deceased, Murong Fu asked tentatively: "Sorry,
Since people cannot be resurrected by death, what do you think of this? How about I give you extra money?"
Murong Fu's tone was full of sincerity.
The bearded man was stunned and then furious: "You are looking for death!"
He jumped upstairs, waving his fist as big as a vinegar bowl, and hit Murong Fu. This jump, the rabbit rose and fell, and his light skills were extremely skilled, compared with his iron tower-like body shape.
There is a sense of contrast between Zhang Fei embroidery and embroidered by Da Qiao. This huge gap made Murong Fu suddenly realize for a moment, and even forgot to take action or avoid it.
Seeing Murong Fu's posture, the bearded man was stunned. The force on his hand became a little weaker. The punch that originally hit Murong Fu's forehead also quietly turned a little, and he muttered in his heart: "This kid
I’m afraid the rumors are untrue if my martial arts are so bad, right?”
However, soon, the bearded man regretted that his intestines were blue. Before his fierce fist wind could be sent within three feet of Murong Fu's body, he felt a flexible force blocking him like a transparent air wall.
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It was extremely miserable. I heard a "click" sound, and one of the bearded man's arm was broken, and his hill-like body flew backwards, smashing a large area of tables and chairs.
The bearded man's companion saw the miserable scene of the man, and his eyes were so shocked that his bearded man, who was not much different from the gods in their minds, ended up like such a miserable ending without even a single round.
, This is too incredible.
Someone subconsciously went up to help the bearded man, but saw the bearded man struggling to get up and cursed angrily: "Get out of here, I want you to help me!"
Having said that, he was extremely weak and he was obviously inadequate in his speech.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "You should thank yourself for retracting the force in the last moment, otherwise you might be a dead body now."
The bearded man growled, "You used the demon to plot against me, but we have compared it again!" But he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Murong Fu shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Stop pretending, you are not Xiang Wanghai's brother. No brother will take the initiative to attack his enemy when he avenges his only twin brother. This is one. The second is your martial arts.
Very tall, and I can rank among the people I have seen, but it is really unreasonable for such people to be with a group of porters who are mixed with docks. So, there is only one possibility, you are hiding on purpose
Among these people, I really can't guess your purpose, so please answer my questions and answer questions for me."
The bearded man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to reply, but he was immediately interrupted by a figure coming in from behind: "Fourth brother, you can't be reckless when you say it. How did you explain to you?"
Murong Fu looked at Wen Sheng who had just come in with a smile.
The man was a little embarrassed by Murong Fu's eyes and bowed, "I'm Xia Xiangzheng, this is my fourth brother Yan Lie. He became a little impatient and offended the young master. I hope the young master will forgive me."
Murong Fu smiled and said, "I don't want to know your origins, I just want to know which of you are making a fuss?"
Middle-aged Wensheng smiled awkwardly: "This matter is a long story. Please let me tell you again..."
Twenty miles away from the inn, in a manor.
The entire manor covers a wide area, with a total area of nearly 100 acres. It is not that luxurious from the outside, but the layout inside is simple and generous. What's more, it is already midnight and the entire manor is still brightly lit.
The cost of such lighting is not something that ordinary middle-aged and wealthy families can afford.
Deep in the manor, in a room.
The room is not big, but it is very warm and charming. The warm tone makes the room temperature seem to have risen by several degrees. It is already early summer and the temperature is quite high. However, there are several pots of charcoal fires in the whole room, and a huge one is in the middle.
In the stove, the charcoal fire was burning even more, and the temperature in the whole room was not much worse than that in the blacksmith shop.
However, this could not warm the trembling body of the owner of the room.
On the gums, a girl was tightly wrapped in a big red brocade quilt, her face turned pale. Perhaps she had been sick for too long. The girl, who had been in her twenties for ten years, still had her face still not faded, just like her childhood has not yet bloomed.
The buds and buds are tightly closed, but even so, you can still see the purity and beauty that the girl's disease cannot hide. The delicate and incomparable posture is pitiful, and it is regrettable, but it can't bear it.
Stay and take a look at it for two more times.
Next to the girl, a young man in black who looked a little similar to him was looking at the girl anxiously: "Little sister, don't be afraid, that person will come over immediately."
The girl smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Brother, it's useless. My disease cannot be cured even by Dr. Xue, the best in the world. Who else can cure it in the world?"
The young man comforted: "No, there must be a way. You are my only sister, my mother left early. My father is obsessed with teaching affairs and never cared about us. You are my only relative since childhood.