Eight hundred and sixtieth eight chapters unexpected arrival
When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but be surprised. Not only did this fat monk have incredible skills, but he also seemed to have a very important position in the temple. Even Abbot Xuanci had no way to deal with him. For a moment, he looked thoughtful and thoughtful.
"Is it a warning? Or a threat? Or are you hinting at something?" Murong Fu stared at the direction in which the fat monk disappeared, puzzled. Compared to others, he was much more afraid of the fat monk.
"You made Master Murong laugh." Xuanci shook his head in embarrassment.
"I don't dare." Murong Fu's heart moved and he asked Xuanci, "I wonder if that master is a senior monk in your temple?"
Xuanci coughed dryly and was about to speak when suddenly, a clear and sweet voice of surprise came, "Hey, what happened here?"
Everyone turned to look, and saw a petite woman walking towards them. She was dressed in white, with her hair tied in a bun. Her skin was better than snow, shining brightly under the sunlight, her face was delicate and flawless, and her face was as smooth as a slender face.
A ripe peach, with a hint of charm between the eyebrows, adds a bit of charm.
When the heroes saw this woman, they couldn't help but be stunned. It's not like they had never seen beauties before. Zhou Zhiruo, Li Mochou and others present were all top-notch stunning women in the world, but compared to this woman, they always felt a little lacking.
The taste, the person in front of me, is like a fairy who only eats fireworks in the world.
When Murong Fu saw this person, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva in dismay. His mouth was dry, and his thoughts could not help but drift to a stormy night.
"I'm late, please forgive me, Master Abbot." The woman moved lightly, stepped forward and offered Xuanci her hands, apologetically.
"I don't dare, I don't dare. If Gang Leader Huang can come, this temple will be in full bloom. How is Master Guo doing lately?" Abbot Xuanci hurriedly returned the greeting. The person who came was none other than Huang Rong, the chief gang leader of the World Beggar Clan.
A trace of sadness flashed in Huang Rong's eyes, but she said with a smile, "Thanks to the master's care, brother Jing can eat, sleep, and is in good health. By the way, I didn't know that your temple is..."
Huang Rong changed the subject, pointed to the ruins of the Sutra Pavilion not far away, and asked doubtfully.
Xuanci looked a little embarrassed and was about to explain when he heard a delicate voice behind Huang Rong, "Brother Murong, you are really here! That's great!"
Immediately, a light green figure walked straight towards Murong Fu, and stood two feet in front of him, wringing her hands together, her face was red, it was Guo Fu.
Murong Fu was brought back from his thoughts, looked at Huang Rong, then at Guo Fu, and said with a smile, "Fu'er, I thought you wouldn't participate in this martial arts competition."
"How could it be?" Guo Fu didn't have any plans at all. She immediately said excitedly after hearing this. "Originally, we set off a long time ago, but on the way, we encountered a few Mongolians..."
"Fu'er!" Huang Rong called out, interrupting Guo Fu's words, the smile on her face disappeared, and she said lightly, "Mr. Murong is too worried. How can Xiangyang City be absent from such a grand martial arts event, not to mention that I am still a beggar gang.
Gang leader, you should be there."
"I see." Seeing Huang Rong being so cold to him, Murong Fu felt a little uncomfortable. He turned to look at Guo Fu and took Guo Fu's little hand, "Fu'er, let's go over there and talk."
Guo Fu struggled shyly, but did not break away, so she let him pull her. Her face was bright red, and she didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or joy.
"Fu'er!" Huang Rong's expression changed slightly. She wanted to stop her, but it was too late, so she could only shout coldly, "Fu'er, don't forget what you promised me on the way."
Guo Fu seemed to have remembered something, her face paled slightly, and she finally broke away from Murong Fu's hand and returned behind Guo Fu.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then gave Huang Rong a meaningful look and said calmly, "Aunt Guo, you personally betrothed Fu'er to me, but why are you doing this now?"
"Mr. Murong, although the Guo family is not a famous family with a well-established family background, it is still a good and innocent family. We have never been married to a matchmaker, so how can we allow you to slander Fu'er's innocence like this?"
Huang Rong spoke in quick succession and her voice was fierce, as if Murong Fu had done something to Guo Fu.
If ordinary people were told this by her, they would be so ashamed that they would be embarrassed to see others, but Murong Fu didn't take it to heart at all. He smiled slightly and said, "Aunt Guo said something too much, but I don't remember when I have defiled Fu."
My son is innocent, but that night in Kaifeng Mansion..."
"Murong Fu!" Suddenly, Huang Rong shouted, interrupting Murong Fu's words and looking at him sharply.
"Mother, what happened that night at Kaifeng Mansion?" Guo Fu couldn't help but be curious and asked.
Huang Rong ignored it and looked at Murong Fu deeply, "Mr. Murong, don't go too far."
Murong Fu spread his hands and said nothing, but he could not hide the proud look in his eyes.
"Ahem... I think it's getting late today. The temple has already cleared out the meditation room. Please go to the meditation room and have a rest. We will continue the martial arts competition tomorrow." Seeing that something was wrong, Xuanci hurriedly came out to interrupt. In fact, he felt very uncomfortable.
Jin, this martial arts conference is held today, I'm afraid it will soon become the laughing stock of the world.
When everyone heard this, they all came to their senses. Murong Fu was well-known in the martial arts world for his romantic style. Looking at today's situation, he had a close relationship with Zhou Zhiruo, the leader of the Emei Sect. Even the daughter of Guo Jing and his wife had no idea.
Damn it, surrounded by so many stunning women, I really envy others.
The heroes were greeted by the monks of the Shaolin Temple and went to the meditation room in batches. The Shaolin Temple covers an extremely large area and has many meditation rooms. It can accommodate only one or two thousand people. However, it is not easy to maintain order. Therefore, the Shaolin Temple requires that,
In addition to the leaders and elders of each sect, the young disciples went to the tents in front of the mountain gate to rest.
Of course, some women, including the Emei sect, were unable to stay in the temple and were asked to live outside the temple.
When Zhou Zhiruo passed by Guo Fu, she glanced at her lightly. That glance almost froze Guo Fu's whole body. Huang Rong sensed something was wrong and hurriedly stood in front of Guo Fu. She frowned slightly and said, "Nine Yin Manual? You
Where did you learn it?"
Zhou Zhiruo's expression remained unchanged and she said coldly, "Mrs. Guo's control is too lenient. Where did I learn the martial arts from, and why should I report it to Mrs. Guo?"
As she spoke, she bit the word "Mrs. Guo" very hard and glanced at Murong Fu with an invisible look. Others didn't notice the way Murong Fu looked at Huang Rong, but she saw it.
Murong Fu looked a little unnatural. He glanced around and saw that all the heroes had almost left. There was a man who was standing in front of the ruins of the Sutra Pavilion in a daze. He suddenly remembered something and said loudly, "Master, what you promised me earlier is...
Does it still count?”
The sweeping monk didn't look back and said, "Natural will count."
"In the competition just now, did I win? Or did the master win?" Murong Fu asked again.
The sweeping monk was silent for a moment and sighed, "The donor won."
Xuanci was confused after hearing this, and couldn't help but ask, "What did the master promise to the young master?"
Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, "Buddha said, it cannot be said, it cannot be said."
However, Xuan Cheng moved his lips slightly, used sound transmission to enter the secret, and told Xuan Ci what happened in the Sutra Pavilion.
After hearing this, Xuanci's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but blurted out, "Mr. Murong, if you have any conditions, you might as well tell them. If this temple can do it, I will definitely use my strength to do it."
"Hehe, the abbot has a wonderful idea." Murong Fu smiled coldly, shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about the conditions yet. When I think about it, I will tell the master that this matter may not be Shaolin Temple's business.
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Xuanci frowned as he heard what he meant, but he didn't know what to say. Finally he just sighed, "It's getting late, Master Murong, you'd better rest early, Amitabha."
After Xuan Ci left, Murong Fu and his entourage, Huang Rong and his daughter, and Xiao Feng and his son were the only ones left in the arena.
Xiao Yuanshan glanced at the sweeping monk with a complicated expression, and then looked at Murong Bo. Xiao Yuanshan said, "Old man Murong, the hatred for killing his wife is irreconcilable. If you win this time, it may not happen next time."
After saying that, he and Xiao Feng jumped up and ran towards the mountain gate. The Yeluqi brothers and sisters who had arrived with Xiao Feng earlier and several strong men also hurriedly followed.
"Master, are you chasing me?" Li Mochou raised an eyebrow and looked at Murong Fu.
Murong Fu shook his head slowly, "Xiao Feng still has great use, so Xiao Yuanshan should keep him alive for the time being."
Letting go of Xiao Yuanshan was actually a helpless move. He still hadn't figured out the relationship between the sweeping monk and the Xiao family and his son, and why he fought so hard to protect them. In addition, the appearance of the fat monk also made him feel jealous.
It is his code of conduct to plan everything before taking action.
"Gang Leader Huang, it's inconvenient for you and your daughter to come here alone. This temple does not accept female guests to stay overnight. Why not go to the Murong family's camp to rest." Murong Fu thought for a while and said to Huang Rong.
Huang Rong rolled her eyes and cursed in her heart. She threatened me just now, and now she is trying to please me. She really has the face of a dog, but she said with a smile on her face, "No need, there are no people in our Beggar Clan."
"Brother Murong, my mother and I are not here alone. We also have Xiaowu and Xiaowu here, but they went to Uncle Wu's place."
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then thought of Wu Santong, his heart moved, he blinked at Guo Fu and said, "In this case, I won't greet you anymore."
The Murong family followed a young monk to a rather spacious Zen courtyard. This was a residence specially designed to accommodate big sects such as Emei Wudang. The Murong family received special treatment.
"Chou'er, I have something to do, you come with me." After settling the girls, Murong Fu walked out of the courtyard.
Li Mochou nodded and followed.
"Fu'er," suddenly, Murong Bo called out.
Murong Fu turned around, a complicated look flashed across his face. He was silent for a long time, and finally called out softly, "Daddy."
Murong Bo smiled kindly, "Be careful on the road."
"I know." Murong Fu nodded.
In fact, getting along with Murong Bo always felt a bit weird, but calling him "Daddy" didn't seem to be as embarrassing as imagined.