Murong Fu glanced around, but seeing that Ah Zi's posture was facing away from everyone, he did not hesitate at that moment, his right hand blurred, and in the blink of an eye, a small yellow cauldron appeared in his hand, which was the sacred wooden king cauldron.
AhZi felt a chill in her chest, as if she had been touched by something. She couldn't help but let out an "ah" sound, but when she saw the small cauldron in Murong Fu's hand, her face turned red and an inexplicable flash of light flashed in her eyes.
A hint of something strange.
Murong Fu threw the divine wooden king cauldron to Ding Chunqiu as if throwing away rubbish, but said in his mouth: "Return this broken cauldron to you, and give me Ah Zi's antidote!"
Ding Chunqiu hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch the sacred wooden king tripod, and inspected it carefully for a while as if he were looking at a beautiful woman. Then he smiled slightly and said: "Haha, thank you Mr. Murong for returning it to its original owner. As for the antidote, Azi and I have no more."
The relationship is over, Mr. Murong can find a way by himself."
After saying that, he moved and actually jumped towards the door, intending to leave.
At this moment, a figure flashed past and blocked Ding Chunqiu.
Ding Chunqiu was startled, but when he took a closer look, he saw it was Jiumozhi. He couldn't help but was stunned and shouted: "Get out of the way."
He was afraid that Murong Fu would fall out again, so he was naturally anxious to escape from this terrible place.
But Jiumozhi smiled slightly, "Donor Ding, don't panic!"
Seeing the kind smile on Jiumozhi's face, Murong Fu's heart tightened for no reason. Could it be that the monk had discovered something?
Sure enough, I heard Jiumozhi say: "It's like this. Mr. Murong seems to be ill and has low internal strength. The young monk Guan Ding, the donor, is proficient in the art of Qihuang. It's better to ask the donor Ding to diagnose him."
Ding Chunqiu was stunned. He carefully recalled Murong Fu's performance today. It was indeed very different from his past performance. He had asked for an antidote just now, but now he didn't really chase him. Could it be...
Suddenly he thought of some possibility, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and asked Murong Fu: "Have you really practiced the Beiming Divine Art?"
Murong Fu looked calm and said nothing.
Everyone looked puzzled. They had never heard of the Beiming Divine Art.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to practice Beiming Magic!" Ding Chunqiu looked slightly crazy, "But after all, you still can't find the method, you must go crazy, hahaha..."
Murong Fu raised his brows slightly, and with a thought in his heart, he couldn't help but blurt out and asked: "Is there any other method of Beiming Divine Art?"
Ding Chunqiu, however, avoided answering, "Hand over the Beiming Divine Skill, and I will spare your life!"
Wang Yuyan frowned, stood in front of Murong Fu, and looked at Ding Chunqiu quietly.
Ding Chunqiu's expression suddenly froze slightly, and then he heard that there was a super master beside Murong Fu, and this person was...
After reminding Ding Chunqiu, Jiumozhi stepped aside and prepared to wait and see for a while before talking. But now that he heard that there was another Beiming magic skill, which seemed to be very powerful, his mind became active again.
He immediately said to Ding Chunqiu: "Donor Ding, this little girl, the monk can stop it for you."
Ding Chunqiu was slightly surprised at first, but then he suddenly understood, and nodded understandingly, "Thank you so much, master. Afterwards, I only want the secret book of Beiming Magic Technique, and I will let the master do the rest."
"Jiu Mozhi, do you really want to make enemies of my Murong family? Have you thought clearly about the consequences?" Murong Fu's eyes had turned cold and he asked in a calm tone.
Jiumozhi glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Humph, the young monk traveled thousands of miles to come to the Central Plains just to fulfill the agreement he made with Mr. Murong Bo. Unexpectedly, the young monk brought the sword manual, but your Murong family
If you use various excuses to shirk your promises and fail to fulfill them, the Buddha's anger also makes him roar like a lion, and now the little monk is angry!"
At this time, he no longer cared about old friendships. As long as he could catch Murong Fu, even if nothing could be learned from him, would the Yanziwu gang watch him die?
"How shameless! I have always thought that I am the most shameless, but I didn't expect that I will see it today!" Murong Fu had already scolded Jiumozhi in his heart, but his face was very calm and he said: "I hope you don't want to
I regret today’s decision!”
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to hand over the secret book of Beiming Divine Art or not!" At this time, Ding Chunqiu looked at Murong Fu with a crazy and excited expression, and seemed to have stepped on Murong Fu's feet.
"Brother-in-law, you can run away by yourself, or else..." Azi said something very conscientious for the first time.
Murong Fu glanced at the fragile Ah Zi in his arms, and laughed softly: "Don't worry, my brother-in-law will not abandon you!"
"Humph, how long have you been, and you are still flirting!" A cold snort came, and then a dark shadow flashed in front of Murong Fu, and Mu Wanqing stood tall and tall.
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Wan'er, I have to rely on you to protect me today!"
Mu Wanqing glared at Ah Zi in his arms angrily, "If you just throw her out, you won't have to go to such trouble!"
Murong Fu looked stern and simply stopped talking.
"I don't know how high the world is, let's forget all the old and new grudges!" When Ding Chunqiu saw Mu Wanqing, the anger in his heart became even more intense. He immediately raised a palm and struck Mu Wanqing with a strong poisonous power.
clear.
At the same time as he started, Jiumozhi was not slow, he raised his right hand diagonally, and with a "swipe" sound, a line of red energy filled the edge of his palm, like a high-speed rotating fire knife, which was his famous secret skill.
, Flame Knife.
Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing looked at each other. Mu Wanqing took the lead and faced Ding Chunqiu, while Wang Yuyan guarded the position a few feet in front of Murong Fu and faced Jiumozhi.
For a time, the four people were moving around, and the energy in the hall was flying. Tables, chairs and benches were shattered wherever they passed. Those diners who stayed because of curiosity already regretted it in their hearts. If they had known that there was such a big movement, why would they watch the excitement? Now,
I don’t know if Chiyu will be affected.
Murong Fu looked at the fight between the four people and felt quite unhappy in his heart. Since his debut, things have been smooth sailing. He had never been so frustrated when he met Pasiba at the Thousand Buddha Pagoda who tried his best but could not fight.
I thought that one day I would rely on a woman to protect me.
On the court, Wang Yuyan only wanted to protect her cousin, and Jiumozhi also only wanted to hold Wang Yuyan back. Therefore, although the two of them took action with great force, it was just a big thunder and a small rain, and the fight was evenly matched.
But Ding Chunqiu was different. He suffered defeat at the hands of Murong Fu again and again, especially now that he discovered that Murong Fu actually possessed the secret book of Beiming Magical Skills. Today, such a good opportunity must not be missed.
He immediately used all his strength to deal with Mu Wanqing. His whole body was filled with energy, which turned black and green for a while. It was obvious that his internal strength had been pushed to the extreme.
Although Mu Wanqing has been practicing the Shenzu Sutra for a while, and her internal strength foundation is not weak, and her internal strength has reached the first-class level, there is still a certain gap compared with Ding Chunqiu, a master who has been practicing for decades.
After only a few dozen moves, he was already at a disadvantage.
However, Murong Fu was not in a hurry. With Wang Yuyan's mastery of the Yi Jin Jing, how could he only have this power? It was just that she failed to understand the secret for a while. Even if she could not defeat both of them, she could still protect herself.
of.
Moreover, Ding Chunqiu thought that his skills were greatly damaged due to his obsession with the devil, but he did not know that his skills were only sealed. If he was pushed into a hurry, he could still unlock them.
It's just that the cost of that would be very high. It's possible that all eighteen of the stored energy would be lost, and he would never be able to use the Beiming Divine Art in the future. He might even become a cripple.
Of course, this was only a last resort and a last resort. When Murong Fu came to this world, his biggest reliance was martial arts, and only martial arts brought him a sense of security.
After about a cup of tea, Wang Yuyan was still waving her sleeves and robe frequently, blocking Jiumozhi's flaming sword blows, which seemed to be an understatement, and Jiumozhi had no intention of attacking.
But Mu Wanqing found it increasingly difficult to resist Ding Chunqiu. No matter what moves she used, she felt as powerful as a mud cow drowning in the sea, but it had no effect at all. Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and she received a slap on her lower abdomen.
It flew out like a kite with its string broken.
Murong Fu was shocked. He swayed and hugged Mu Wanqing before she landed, "How are you?"
"snort!"
But what puzzled Murong Fu was that after Mu Wanqing's face paled slightly, she quickly recovered and said like a normal person, "How did you..."
A complicated look flashed in Mu Wanqing's eyes, "I don't want to thank you!"
As he spoke, he gently pulled one corner of his clothes, revealing a black and shiny inner armor.
"Black silkworm clothing!" Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had snatched the black silkworm clothing from a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect and gave it to Mu Wanqing. He felt relieved at that moment.
"Hahaha, Mr. Murong, what other women do you have? Call them all. Today I will settle all the grudges from the past!" Ding Chunqiu defeated Mu Wanqing and immediately felt at ease. He had a sudden thought. What if?
Wouldn't it be better to arrest Murong Fu's women one by one and torture them in front of Murong Fu?
Murong Fu's eyes flashed coldly, he put Ah Zi and Mu Wanqing aside, and said slowly: "You dare to eat my woman's tofu, you really don't want to live anymore!"
"Hahaha, Mr. Murong, what other women do you have? Call them all. Today I will settle the grievances of the past!" Ding Chunqiu defeated Mu Wanqing and immediately felt at ease. He had a sudden thought. What if?
Wouldn't it be better to arrest Murong Fu's women one by one and torture them in front of Murong Fu?
A cold light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes. He put Azi and Mu Wanqing aside and said slowly: "You dare to eat my woman's tofu. You really are an old man who eats arsenic and is tired of living!"
"Hey, you're still pretending, I'm really curious about how you got the Beiming Magic!" Ding Chunqiu sneered.
After all, he is also a person who has practiced half of Beiming Divine Art, and he is also an authentic disciple of Xiaoyao Sect. He has a deep understanding of Beiming Divine Art. As early as in Wuliang Mountain, he had already suspected that Murong Fu knew Beiming Divine Art.
Combined with the fact that Murong Fu had such profound inner strength at such a young age, it is even more certain that he must be a member of the Beiming Divine Art.
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