Chapter six hundred and eighty third give up your seat
The boy was stunned and didn't understand why. What does it mean that there will be a seat later?
When he was stunned, Murong Fu winked, and the girls hurriedly jumped forward. With a few flashes of their bodies, they had already run far away.
"Oh, what are you..." The boy came back to his senses, his face changed sharply, and he chased after him.
The young man's light skill was not weak, and Murong Fu and others did not put all their efforts into it. He caught up with him in a short time, but they also arrived at the banquet place.
This is a huge natural cave, more than a hundred feet wide and more than ten feet high. There is a deep trench in the middle of the cave, with red light flashing and bursts of hot air coming out of it. However, at the top of the cave, a burst of cold air sinks from time to time, dissipating the heat.
, forming a circle of hot and cold air waves that spread out.
When you are in the cave, you will occasionally feel a cool feeling with a bit of warmth coming over you, which makes you feel very comfortable.
Looking up, with the deep ditch in the middle as the boundary, there are rows of orderly arranged low tables to the south. At a rough count, there are five or six hundred. At this moment, there are two to three hundred people sitting, clearly divided into two.
One of them is a visitor from the Central Plains whom I met several times yesterday, and the other is very well-dressed and vaguely divided into five or six categories. They are all about 20 years old. They must be disciples of the families on these islands.
It is inevitable that there are some tables and chairs arranged in the deep ditch, but in comparison, they are much more luxurious. Two gilt seats are placed at the highest point. Don't think too much, they must be the seats of the second island owner of Longmu.
chair.
At this moment, Zhang San and Li Si were instructing their disciples to arrange something.
"Master, they... they really can't go in, so don't embarrass me." The young man in Tsing Yi caught up and said with an ugly face. He didn't expect Murong Fu to be so unruly and out of line.
The identity of the leader.
Murong Fu suddenly changed his expression and said in a deep voice, "Why, I came all the way to this Knight Island, is it so difficult to add a few more bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks? Is your porridge made of gold?"
His voice was not loud, but it spread far away. Everyone in the cave heard it clearly, and all their eyes fell on the entrance of the cave.
The young man's expression changed drastically, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't even speak clearly, "It's not... Young Master... this..."
Murong Fu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "What about this and that? Mr. Japan just brought people in today. Either they all stay or they all leave. It's up to you."
"Why is he here too..." Lin Pingzhi, who was sitting in an inconspicuous position in the corner, suddenly noticed Murong Fu and was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. He had heard that Murong Fu took over the order of rewarding good and punishing evil. Originally,
I thought that with the strength of the Murong family, they would not be afraid of the Xiake Island. Unexpectedly, they were invited to the Xiake Island, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Who is this person? Sir, does he know?" Taoist Master Tianmen stroked his white beard and asked Mr. Mo Da beside him, "His tone seems to come from the Central Plains, why haven't you heard of this number one person in the Central Plains?
I haven’t seen him in several days.”
Mr. Mo Da frowned, looked at Murong Fu carefully, and grinned, "I don't know him either, but there's nothing strange about this. The Central Plains is so big, there are countless sects, and you're not a god, how can every one of them be like this?"
Know the origin."
Taoist Master Tianmen remained silent. Although the Central Plains is very large and there are many sects, for people like them who have been traveling around the world for decades, there are really few sects that they cannot recognize.
"Hey, isn't she Miss Zhou from the Emei Sect?" A young man at the table pointed in the direction of Zhou Zhiruo and exclaimed, "Why is the Emei Sect here too?"
He was wearing a blue robe, with the Qingcheng Sect's logo clearly embroidered on the cuffs.
"Brother Sima knows that woman?" asked another man next to him.
The "head" of the Qingcheng Sect shook his head and gave a wry smile, "It's good that we know each other. We just met her from a distance. I can recognize her, but she may not recognize me."
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The guests on the Central Plains side were whispering to each other and discussing in low voices the origins of Murong Fu and his party, while the disciples of the six major families were laughing loudly. They had never seen outsiders who dared to act wild on Knight Island.
Of course, there are some exceptions, such as the young master surnamed Mu who was taught a lesson by Murong Fu a few days ago, Fang Xiaoyi from the Fang family, and Kang Shuyan from Yuanke Island. They knew that Murong Fu was not a simple person. Since he dared to speak out loud, he would definitely
It's something to rely on.
The boy at the door was complaining in his heart. How could he have done this, and if he brought out such a big basket, he would definitely be severely punished afterwards. His face turned pale for a while, and he stood there at a loss.
"Okay, you go down and find someone else to serve Mr. Murong." This time, a burst of hearty laughter came, but it was Zhang San.
Murong Fu didn't even look back and said, "Huh, today I have seen the hospitality of Xiake Island. What kind of distinguished guests are you talking about? I think it's okay if you don't want to drink this Laba porridge."
"Young master, please calm down! Young master, please calm down!" Zhang San hurriedly stepped forward and said in a good voice, "The child is ignorant and poorly treated. Please forgive me, Mr. Murong."
Murong Fu then turned back to look at him and said calmly, "But I heard that you have some rules and don't let your wife in, is there such a thing?"
Zhang San's expression changed slightly, and he scolded Murong Fu in his heart. If it hadn't been for this, would they have stopped you? It's just that before the master of Longmu Island comes out of seclusion, it's better to try to stabilize this person.
Then he glanced at Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min meaningfully, and Zhang San said, "This is indeed a rule, but the identities of Mr. Murong and several young ladies are extraordinary, so we can naturally make an exception. Please come in, please come in."
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The two people spoke not loudly, but the people in the cave were all martial arts masters and had a certain amount of internal strength. They heard what they heard clearly. For a time, both the people from Xiake Island and the people from the Central Plains were all
I was horrified in my heart, how could this Murong Fu be able to make the people of Xia Ke Island give in?
Of course, some Central Plains people who had heard of Murong Fu's reputation were frightened, but also quite relieved, and even felt a little angry and raised their eyebrows.
Murong Fu heard that there seemed to be something in Zhang San's words, and he couldn't help but feel secretly in his heart. Could it be that they had already noticed the identities of Zhiruo and Zhao Min? But then he thought about it, although few people on the island knew the identities of Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min.
But there are a lot of people in the Central Plains who know them. With the powerful intelligence system of Xiake Island, it is not surprising that they can be found out.
With a calm expression on his face, Murong Fu led the girls through the rows of seats. There were sixteen seats in a row of tables, bounded by the middle aisle. On the right were guests from the Central Plains, and on the left were locals from Xiake Island.
Everyone came to the second row on the right. This position was neither too sharp nor too low-key, which suited Murong Fu's taste. However, there were already four people sitting in the second row. There were five people in Murong Fu's group, so there was still room for them.
a location.
Murong Fu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the four people. Three of them he knew, namely Shi Potian, Ding Busan, and Ding Busi. The last one he did not recognize, he was a rather burly man.
"Four dear friends," Murong Fu slightly cupped his hands, "It's quite inconvenient for me to come here with my wife and disciples. Could you please make room for me? I'd be very grateful."
The four of them looked at each other. Although they were only sharing a seat, face was important in such occasions. If you gave in, you would become a laughing stock at best, and your reputation would be ruined at worst. How could you give up?
Ding Busan had no expression on his face, but Ding Busi was furious. If Ding Busan hadn't winked three times, he would have jumped up and fought for his life. The strange man also had a troubled expression on his face. It was obvious that he dared to be angry.
Dare not speak.
Shi Potian, on the other hand, looked at Murong Fu and the girls behind him curiously, then stood up and said with a smile, "I asked you to take my seat... Ouch!"
Before he finished speaking, Ding Busan knocked the cigarette rod abruptly, holding his head and complaining that it hurt.
After glaring at Shi Potian, Ding Busan put on a kind smile and said to Murong Fu, "I disappoint you, Master. The four of us also came together. We sat closer so that we could have someone to take care of us. There are other people in this cave."
There are so many seats, so you might as well put your feet up and move somewhere else to find a better seat."
He used the word "noble feet" very seriously, and his sarcasm was self-evident.
"Mr. Murong, I have a position as an old Taoist. I wonder if I can give you a favor?" At this time, Taoist Master Tianxu stood up, bowed to Murong Fu and said.
"My seat is better. Why don't you sit here, sir?"
"Who are you, kid? If you can't afford it, give up your seat to Mr. Murong."
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For a time, all the heroes spoke out one after another, and some even used their own power to drive away those around them to give up their seats to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He couldn't help but curl his lips secretly, he actually became a savior.
Obviously, the heroes were so polite because they wanted to get closer to Murong Fu and lend a helping hand in times of crisis. Of course, some of them were because of the women around Murong Fu.
Not to mention the spider in the black cloak, whether it is Zhou Zhiruo who is as cold and arrogant as snow, Zhao Min who is elegant and beautiful, or even Xiao Zhao who is Xiaojiabiyu, they are all rare and peerless beauties in the martial arts world. Today we see such
If you can sit at the same table with them, even if you die immediately, you will be able to rest in peace.
"Boy, it turns out you are the one who killed a thousand swords!" At this moment, a vigorous and angry voice suddenly sounded, and an old man in the first row turned around, pointed at Murong Fu and cursed, his gray beard slightly
Trembling.
Murong Fu turned his head, but it was Bai Zizai who could not help but frown slightly, "Mr. Bai, why is this?"
"Huh, why?" Bai Zizai slammed the table, jumped up suddenly, and struck out with a palm in the air.
Murong Fu didn't know why. He asked himself that the only time he had any grudge against the Xueshan sect was when he broke into the Heavenly Prison in Jingzhou Mansion and killed several Xueshan disciples.
I have done it once, why now?
With this thought in his mind, Murong Fu raised his hand and hit the Lieque point on Bai Zizai's wrist.
He was extremely fast and his angles were weird and tricky. Bai Zizai didn't react until his entire arm completely lost strength.