Unexpectedly, just as he was about to push the door open, a strange voice suddenly came from inside the house, "Don't stop..."
Then he added, "Drink some water, you will die of thirst."
Duan Zhengchun couldn't tell whether the tone was serious or not. After hesitation, he didn't push in, but smiled bitterly, "Hongmian, it seems that you still refuse to forgive me. Anyway, in order to obtain your forgiveness,
Even if I go up a mountain of knives and go down a frying pan, I won’t even frown, let alone when I’m thirsty.”
Little did he know that the situation in the house was completely different from what he had imagined, and that most of Qin Hongmian's words were meant for Murong Fu. The battlefield between the two of them had also moved from the bathtub to the bed, leaving traces of blood everywhere in the room.
There are traces of the two of them.
Half an hour later, when Duan Zhengchun was talking dryly, Qin Hongmian suddenly opened the door. She glanced at Duan Zhengchun expressionlessly and said something that almost made him angry, "It's over.
Huh? Please come back after you finish speaking."
After saying that, he closed the door and ignored Duan Zhengchun.
The depression in Duan Zhengchun's heart suddenly soared. He flicked his sleeves and left the second floor, then went to the third floor. There was another woman living there, and soon there was a strange sound.
Murong Fu quietly left Qin Hongmian's room and walked out of the small courtyard, then pretended to walk in from outside the courtyard.
"Murong Fu!" Chu Wanli and the other four guards who were hiding in the dark were surprised when they noticed Murong Fu's arrival. The four of them appeared together and stopped in front of Murong Fu.
"What, is this the way of hospitality in your country?" Although Murong Fu was in a good mood, he had not forgotten Duan Zhengchun's previous words, so he did not even want to see the four guards. This speech was full of anger.
The four guards looked at each other, and finally Zhu Dancheng took a step forward and gave a slight salute, "Master Murong, please forgive me. We are in a foreign country and we have to be careful in what we do."
Seeing that he was so polite, Murong Fu didn't want to take the opportunity to get angry, so he had to say, "I am here for no other reason than to take Ah Zi away. You can call her out later."
"This..." When the four guards heard this, their expressions changed. Ah Zi's identity was naturally no secret to the four of them, and they could also guess a little bit about the master Duan Zhengchun's plan, but now
Murong Fu came to ask for help, but they were neither willing to confront Murong Fu nor hand over Ah Zi, and were in a dilemma for a while.
When Murong Fu saw this, his expression was slightly cold, "Why, the Duan family still decided to detain the woman?"
Chu Wanli was furious and was about to utter evil words, but Zhu Dancheng took the lead and said with a smile, "Mr. Murong misunderstood. I think you also know something about the relationship between A'Zi and our lords. Now that Miss A'Zi has recognized her ancestor and returned to the clan,
, is a great thing, she has also decided to go back to Dali with my master, I should be happy for her."
"Really?" Murong Fu sneered and suddenly took a step forward, pressing forward with an extremely fierce and majestic momentum.
The four guards had already been on full alert. Even so, they were still knocked to pieces by the momentum. With a few "bang bang bang" sounds, they were instantly knocked out. When they landed, they vomited blood and did not resist at all.
There is no room.
Murong Fu glanced at the four of them and said calmly, "If my master cannot see Azi today, you, including your lord, will all die."
The sound was not loud, but it had a deafening feeling in everyone's ears, and it immediately made their faces paler.
The four of them opened their mouths, but in the end they didn't say anything else. It was because Murong Fu's aura just now was so terrifying that they couldn't even think of resisting.
Murong Fu stepped into the attic. In the hall on the first floor, Ruan Xingzhu had disappeared. Only a few maids were guarding here.
"Go and summon the owner of this place." Murong Fu sat down on the chair and ordered.
The maids didn't know Murong Fu's identity, but since he could come to the main hall, it was obvious that he was not someone they could interfere with. They were serving tea and reporting.
After a while, Duan Zhengchun came down from the stairs angrily, but after seeing Murong Fu, he calmed down a lot and suppressed his anger.
"It turns out that Young Master Murong is here. Duan asked me which comrade was so disrespectful of etiquette that he barged into someone else's place." Duan Zhengchun said rather harshly, his tone unconsciously filled with a hint of yin and yang.
Murong Fu seemed as if he had not heard anything, laughed and said, "I came in a hurry today, but I forgot to prepare a greeting card. I heard that Emperor Duan invited the Murong family to the palace as guests. No, I have already planned to return.
The Central Plains, so I came here to bring people here."
He deliberately used the word "from the Murong family" very hard, but did not say the word "Azi". He was clearly telling Duan Zhengchun that Ahzi is from my Murong family, and you can't even think of taking her away.
Sure enough, when Duan Zhengchun heard this, his expression changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "May I ask who Mr. Murong is referring to? If Duan remembers correctly, he has never taken away anyone from the Murong family."
"Haha," a sarcastic look flashed across Murong Fu's lips, and he sneered, "It seems that Emperor Duan's memory is not very good. I am talking about Ah Zi."
"A'Zi?" Duan Zhengchun pretended to be surprised, and then suddenly said, "Mr. Murong doesn't know something. In fact, A'Zi's true identity is..."
Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu suddenly waved his hand and interrupted, "Okay, I don't care what Ah Zi's identity was in the past. She was rescued by my Murong family from Xingxiu Sea, and she has long been counted as a member of the Murong family.
I came here today to take her away, no matter who stops me, I will not show mercy."
"You..." Duan Zhengchun didn't expect that Murong Fu would be so unreasonable. The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed and he rushed forward instantly, "Azi is a direct bloodline of the Duan family. Even if you Murong Fu saved her once,
, my Duan family is also grateful to you, but we will never let your blood flow out, so you should give up this intention."
"Oh?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a slightly solemn tone, "Prince Duan is so confident that he dares to detain members of the Murong family. He must be thinking that his martial arts skills are unique in the world, and he can turn his hands to make clouds and rain?"
How could Duan Zhengchun hold back such a naked provocation, "Duan asked himself that his martial arts skills were mediocre and he did not dare to claim to be unique in the world. However, the Duan family has been famous in the martial arts for hundreds of years, and it is not for nothing. If Mr. Murong thinks that the Duan family
You can be bullied, so naturally you can give it a try."
As soon as he said this, it was no different from accepting Murong Fu's gauntlet, except that he was suppressing the entire Duan family.
I thought that Murong Fu would back away, but unexpectedly, Murong Fu suddenly laughed loudly, and after a while he nodded as if nothing was wrong, "Since Mr. Duan is so kind, I would rather obey my orders than to be respectful."
, just give it a try.”
Duan Zhengchun was stunned and couldn't help but take a serious look at Murong Fu, wondering whether it was because newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, or whether he really had some confidence. You must know that although the Murong family was very famous in the Central Plains, Murong Fu was even rumored to have replaced Wudang Zhang Sanfeng as the number one in the martial arts world.
There is only one person, but the Duan family is a country. No matter how small it is, it cannot be compared to a mere martial arts family.
Murong Fu smiled slightly and said, "Emperor Duan, please accept the move."
Before he finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand and pointed out the time. A dazzling white light lit up at his fingertips, and the surrounding void was almost blurred.
"Nine-grade one-yang finger!" Duan Zhengchun's expression changed drastically. Although the color of the opponent's finger strength changed, he could still recognize that it was the one-yang finger he was using. This is because the one-yang finger that has been cultivated to great perfection can be
As soon as it reaches the sun, the color will also change from gold to white.
In an instant, an extremely scorching heat wave rushed towards him. Duan Zhengchun rolled on the spot without thinking, barely avoiding it. The Yang Finger force wrapped up a long tail of exhaust and passed through it instantly.
The chair behind him disappeared into the ground as if it were nothing, leaving only a charred black hole, so dark that it seemed bottomless.
There was a "pop", and what made Duan Zhengchun even more horrified was that the chair that had been penetrated by a male finger also turned into ashes.
Murong Fu raised his finger and looked at it carefully with a thoughtful expression on his face. It seemed that even he himself did not expect that this Yang Finger would be so powerful.
In fact, this is one of the effects of the true Beiming Divine Skill. The Beiming True Strength in the body can filter the true energy coming in from the outside. Naturally, it can also filter the true energy coming out from the inside, making it more pure and concise. Therefore, it is true
There will be a certain increase in Yuan Power.
Of course, corresponding to this, the speed of consuming real energy will also become faster. For example, Murong Fu's real energy has just broken through the extreme level. Just one finger has consumed almost 10% of his real energy.
The consumption is not very high.
Duan Zhengchun naturally had no way of knowing the reason. At this moment, he was looking at Murong Fu in shock. In his impression, even Master Yideng, the only one who had practiced Yiyang Finger to the extreme for hundreds of years, so
The messenger's yang finger didn't have such power. Apart from being shocked, he couldn't help but feel a bit of jealousy.
Think of the Duan clan in Dali, who has magical skills and unique skills, but no one can use their value. Instead, they are bullied by outsiders using their own martial arts. This is such a humiliation.
No matter what he was thinking, Murong Fu's expression moved slightly and he pointed out again.
Duan Zhengchun was still in a daze. When he realized what he was doing, the force of his finger had already reached his chest. His hands and feet were instantly cold, and his mind went blank. If he hit him with this finger, he would definitely die.
"Stop!" Suddenly, a horrified voice sounded.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Murong Fu flicked his wrist. Unexpectedly, the finger force moved slightly away, and with a "pop" sound, it passed over Duan Zhengchun's shoulder.
"Ah..." Duan Zhengchun felt pain and woke up instantly. He instinctively covered his arm. He didn't know whether it was because he had just stepped on the door of hell or because his arm was in too much pain. His forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.
"Brother Chun, how are you?" Ruan Xingzhu hurriedly ran over to check Duan Zhengchun's wounds. The exclamation just now came from her mouth, and it was precisely because Murong Fu recognized her voice that he suddenly stayed
Handed.
"I'm fine." Duan Zhengchun gritted his teeth and replied.