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Chapter 86 Don't give me face

Fu Minyi thought to herself that Ding Chunqiu's poisonous skills were extremely powerful and more difficult to deal with than the likes of Blue Phoenix. Although he was quite polite to him due to the Lord's power, the Lord was far away in the Tianshan Mountains and was beyond his reach.

Fu Minyi thought about it and said: "You'd better tell me your true purpose and I will consider it at my discretion, otherwise the people of Lingjiu Palace will not retreat even if they die in battle. I believe that the Lord will definitely avenge us. What will you try?"

It means you can’t live and you can’t die.”

These words were extremely decisive. Lan Fenghuang and He Tieshou looked at each other, stepped forward and said softly:

"Master... Master He and I came here for the legendary Manggu Zhuha. I think Senior Ding must be the same way. As for Brother Murong, I don't know."

Everyone looked at Murong Fu. Murong Fu opened his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm just joining in the fun. As for the Manggu Clam, I've never heard of it, but since it's a treasure, those who are destined to get it will naturally get it."

Ding Chunqiu's face changed slightly, and he thought: If Murong comes back to seize it, it will be a bit tricky, but the Manggu Zhu Clam is very useful to his poisonous skills, so he must get it.

Ding Chunqiu calmed down now and thought carefully about the palm strike just now. Although Murong Fu's martial arts were strange and unpredictable, he underestimated the enemy first and was careless. Secondly, the palm just used only five or six points of force. If he had used all ten of his power,

, and with precautions in place, it’s still unclear who will win.

He immediately said: "Then let's do it according to our abilities."

Murong Fu nodded, "I have no problem with it, but I don't know if the 'gentleman brother' on the rafter agrees with it or not."

Everyone was startled and looked up at the beam. After looking for a long time, they found nothing. They thought Murong Fu was playing tricks on them.

Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly, waved his thin fan, and shot a stream of green mist towards a hidden location.

Suddenly a white shadow flashed, but a person appeared. Everyone came to Wuliang Mountain to grab the treasure. No matter who this person was, it was a good thing to kill him first. He was not polite immediately, and all kinds of hidden weapons and poisons were thrown at him.

People insinuate.

Especially Ding Chunqiu, who had been defeated by Murong Fu before and had nowhere to spread his anger, he waved the goose feather fan with all his strength, and shot towards the figure with highly poisonous power.

The figure didn't seem to expect that he would be discovered. He was caught off guard and had to dodge in a panic. However, the space on the beam was too narrow to move around. In the blink of an eye, the figure was forced to fall into the hall.

When everyone took a look, it turned out to be a middle-aged scholar. Just as they were about to rush forward, the scholar hurriedly said: "You heroes, I am not..."

Before he finished speaking, a light green mist had already arrived in front of him, but Ding Chunqiu did not give him a chance to explain.

The scholar waved his sleeves and robe, and the mist instantly turned blue, shifted from its original direction, and shot toward Fu Minyi's camp.

Murong Fu's face froze slightly. This technique was a bit like the passage of time, but it didn't seem to be the case.

To Fu Minyi's surprise, a female disciple of the Lingjiu Palace beside him was instantly enveloped in poisonous mist.

"Ah! It hurts..." The female disciple of Lingjiu Palace covered her face and cried out in pain. Fu Minyi's face darkened, "Ding Chunqiu, antidote!"

Ding Chunqiu didn't care about the scholar, took out a small bottle from his arms and threw it to Fu Minyi, "Apply directly to the face."

Fu Minyi asked someone to open the female disciple's hand, and saw that the woman's face had turned purple and was even slightly rotten.

Everyone was secretly frightened that Ding Chunqiu's poison was so violent.

A trace of suspicion flashed across Ding Chunqiu's face.

Fu Minyi smeared the powder on the female disciple's face, "Ah ah ah..." The female disciple struggled violently and her face turned purple and black.

Fu Minyi tapped the female disciple's chest several times with both hands. The female disciple fell asleep and then looked at Ding Chunqiu with a gloomy face.

Ding Chunqiu had an expression on his face, "That's not my poison, ask him!" He pointed at the scholar.

The scholar's lips curved, "Yes, I was the one who administered the poison."

Everyone was stunned, and then shocked. This man actually poisoned himself the moment he missed Ding Chunqiu's poisonous mist. Such a clever poisoning technique had never been seen before.

Ding Chunqiu also had a solemn look on his face, "Could it be that you are the legendary King of Poison Hand Medicine?"

"The poisonous hand medicine king!" Everyone was shocked. If this person is really the poisonous hand medicine king, then everyone here today may suffer.

The scholar smiled and shook his head, "No, my name is Murong Jingyue!"

"Murong Jingyue?" Lan Fenghuang looked at Murong Fu with a smile, "Brother Murong, I didn't expect you to bring helpers."

No one had heard of Murong Jingyue, and their eyes glanced back and forth between Murong Jingyue and Murong Fu, looking thoughtful.

A strange color flashed across Murong Fu's eyes, and he smiled slightly and said, "I don't know him, so there's no need to give me face."

"Bah" Lan Fenghuang spat, "Who wants to give you face?"

Everyone also had a look of disbelief. The surname Murong was very rare in the Central Plains, and now that they appeared together in this hall, it was really hard to believe that they didn't know each other.

Even Murong Fu was confused. According to the historical records of the Murong family, when the Tang Dynasty was destroyed and the world was in chaos, the Murong family had taken advantage of the situation and established a considerable foundation.

However, the number of members of the Murong family was too small after all, and it didn't take long for their development to reach a bottleneck. If they were unable to achieve success, they might be annexed by other warlords at any time.

The Murong family was in danger, and people's minds changed, so they gradually divided into two factions. One was called the "Song Dynasty Preservation Faction", with Murong Yanzhao as the leader, aiming to seek refuge with Zhao Kuangyin and preserve the Murong family.

One is called the "Fu Yan Sect", with Murong Longcheng as its leader, aiming to revive Dayan.

The internal fighting between the two factions continued, and the Murong family fell apart in an instant. In the end, Murong Longcheng failed because its prestige in the army was not as good as that of Murong Yanzhao. Murong Yanzhao led his army to defect to Zhao Kuangyin.

So far, only Murong Fu and his son remain in the Murong Longcheng lineage, while Murong Yanzhao's lineage has flourished in the Song Dynasty. It is said that the current Minister of Punishment of the Song Dynasty is a member of Murong Yanzhao's lineage.

Murong Fu also didn't know which lineage Murong Jingyue belonged to, because during the civil strife, some members of the Murong family did not participate, and later they fled to unknown places.

Murong Jingyue heard Murong Fu's words and snorted coldly, "I, Murong Jingyue, don't know anyone from the Murong family in Gusu, and I don't need to look at anyone's face."

The first time he heard Murong Fu's name, he was so stunned that he couldn't hold his breath and was noticed by Murong Fu.

Fu Minyi said in a deep voice: "I don't care if you recognize him or not, but I still ask Mr. Murong Jingyue to hand over the antidote! Otherwise, you will never leave Jianhu Palace today."

With a "swipe" sound, the swords of the Lingjiu Palace disciples were half unsheathed, which turned out to be the Wuliang Sword. The Shennong Gang and other disciples were also gearing up.

"Don't worry, I'll give you the antidote naturally. I'm also here to look for the Manggu Clam. I just hope that the Talisman Envoy will allow me to stay in Wuliang Mountain for a few days."

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