Infinite Heroes Seat

"In the next Xiaoyao sent Mo Wen, I have met Young Master Murong!"

Hearing that voice was extremely loud, it was clearly transmitted to Murong Fu and others' ears across a long distance.

Murong Fu frowned slightly, and most people just felt that this person’s voice was loud, but someone who knew martial arts like Murong Fu could hear the deep internal power contained in that whistling sound, not for Deng Baichuan, the strongest internal power under his hand. under.

He was secretly surprised at when there was such a master in the secret road martial arts, how did the Xiaoyao faction have never heard of it, with such a deep internal strength, the person who came should not be an unknown person.

Looking intently, Murong Fu was taken aback again. He saw a young man dressed in white galloping on the pier where the crowds were surging. He was holding a large wooden box in one hand, but his steps were fast, just in the blink of an eye. He rushed over from a distance, and with a wooden box in his hand, he was able to shuttle freely among the crowd, and no one stuck a corner of his clothes wherever he passed. Such a trivial effort is far above his Nan Murong.

The most important thing is that this person is only fifteen or sixteen years old in appearance. What is the origin of this Xiaoyao faction, even a teenager is so powerful.

Although the young man was extremely fast, his movements were indescribably graceful, he came lightly, like a god, and stopped next to Murong Fu for the next moment.

I saw this young man with delicate eyesight, slender figure, and a heroic spirit, which is unforgettable at first sight.

"In the next Xiaoyao sent Mo Wen, I have met Young Master Murong!"

"I heard the name of Nan Murong for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation!"

As he spoke, the wooden box in his hand fell, causing the ground to tremble slightly. Obviously the weight is not low.

Murong Fu's heart was even more stunned. This person's inner strength and strength were truly unfathomable, and he could be so easy to express himself with such a heavy wooden box. Coupled with the light work just revealed, this person is also at the top of the world.

For a moment, Murong Fu immediately returned the courtesy: "Under Murong Fu, I have met Young Master Mo. He is just a small name. It's just that everyone in the rivers and lakes is showing love."

Mo Wen smiled, "There is a rumors in the rivers and lakes that'South Murong. North Qiaofeng,' is the two masters of the world, and Master Murong is too modest."

"Where is it. Crouching tiger, hidden dragon above the rivers and lakes, it is only those experts who do not want to show up, so that I have a little name in the next, let alone say it. I look at the son of Mo..."

The two immediately exchanged greetings.

One is coveting each other's martial arts. Deliberately ingratiating, one is thinking about their own great cause of rebuilding the country, wanting to recruit all kinds of talents, after a few words, the two sides are as good as close friends.

At this time, Murongfu's subordinate in blue robe interjected: "My son, it's getting late, I think it's rare for Mr. Mo to come to visit. Let's find a place to eat first, or as a landlord. Friendship."

"Yes." Murong Fu's eyes lit up. No matter what the source of this Mowen, this person is good at skill, and there are many compliments in his words. A boost for you.

"I think I will go to Yuelai Restaurant!"

"I don't know what Young Master Mo wants?"

Mo Wen looked at the blue-robed man, "This is Qingyunzhuang owner Deng Baichuan, Daxia Deng. I have long heard that Daxia Deng is famous as a martial arts tycoon alongside Xuan Nan and Kang Guangling. I saw it today and it was really different. Every sound."

Deng Baichuan's eyes narrowed slightly. Obviously, these words that Mo Wen heard made him very useful, but he was Murong Fu's number one retainer at this time, and he did not forget his son, "Everyone sees my Murong family's reputation. , It's just a little bit of face, in terms of strength, the old man still can't keep up with the two people of Xuan Nan and Kang Guangling."

Mo Wen smiled without saying a word, turned his head and looked at Murong Fu again.

"Since Mr. Murong was invited to the festival, I naturally had to go, but Yuelai Restaurant was spared. I just killed a few short-eyed scorpions there. Although I am not afraid, it is more or less a trouble. It is better to change. How is the place?"

Murongfu, who faced him, naturally agreed, and immediately decided to go to another Zuixianlou that was not inferior to Yuelai Restaurant.

But when the few people left, there was another episode.

Among the four retainers of Murong Fu, the man in black is a turbulent man. He is usually the most fierce and courageous. When he sees a master, he has to make a few tricks. Originally, seeing Mowen's skills, he was a little bit skillful in his heart. But he is not a brainless person. Looking at Murong Fu's posture, he naturally knows what his son is thinking. He must not break his son's plan. Moreover, there are so many compliments in the words. , He was also embarrassed to pull others out.

But seeing a few people about to leave, Mo Wen stretched out his hand to reach the box again, and immediately thought about it again, thinking that this kid can walk like flying with such a big box just now. If I did the same, I wouldn’t be able to indirectly. Did you make a gesture?

Immediately he opened his mouth and said: "Master Mo, I see that your box is quite heavy, so why don't I help you carry it!"

Without waiting for Mo Wen's answer, he grabbed his hand to the box. Unexpectedly, the starting point was extremely heavy, and it was only a little off the ground under the pull, and he hurriedly used both hands to pull the box up.

This scene was naturally seen by a few people on the side, and there was a smile in Mo Wen's eyes.

Just now, although he seemed to have nothing to do, he actually used all his strength in order to show off his own skills. How can this turbulent martial arts not be said for the time being, the strength of this body is definitely not far away, and it can be regarded as a loss. clown.

Murongfu on the side was a little annoyed when he saw this. He was able to guess one or two of the ideas in his heart just now, but he wanted to show his strength, so he didn't stop him. Lost a big ugly.

Immediately he said displeasedly: "The storm is evil, that's Lord Mo's thing, how can you move around at will, don't hurry up and let it go."

"Yes! Young Master!" Fengbo's face flushed a little bit, half ashamed, half because the box in his hand was quite heavy.

"Neither!" A person on the side couldn't bear to see his brother being scolded, and said.

It is the four retainers who are good at the secondary school and are different from others.

I saw him bow his hands and said: "My son, Mr. Mo is a guest from afar, how can I let the guests carry things by themselves, these little things are naturally done by our subordinates."

"This--" Murong fu hesitated, but his eyes turned to Mo Wen.

Mo Wen waved his hand, "It's okay, this was originally a welcome gift for Young Master Murong, and it is best that Feng Daxia is willing to do it for him."

Murong Fu was taken aback for a moment. It is nothing to bring a meeting ceremony, but it’s rare to bring such a big box, and the contents inside can make the storm difficult to pick up, but after all, it’s a gift from others, so it’s not easy to ask. , Can only temporarily suppress the doubts in my heart.

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In Zuixianlou, the most elegant private room, Mo Wen and Murong Fu were sitting on their seats and chatting while eating dishes, while Abi was standing by and pouring wine for a few people.

After drinking three rounds of food and five flavors, Murong saw that the atmosphere between each other was good and it was time to get to the point, and immediately winked at Gong Yegan, the last of the four retainers.

Gongye cleared it up, and raised a glass of wine to respect: "Mr Mowen is so young, so I admire him very much, I will respect him!"

Mo Wen even said that he didn't dare, and he drank it in a blessed manner.

After putting down the wine glass, he heard Gong Yeqian and said again: "But please forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant in Xia Xia. Just now, the young man claimed to be a member of the Xiaoyao school. I have never heard of the name of the Xiaoyao School, and I don't know what kind of school can cultivate such a great talent as a young man?"

Mo Wen smiled, really couldn't help it, and now he was busy exploring his own bottom.

I was not busy at the moment, took a sip of wine slowly, and slowly said: "Mr. I don't know it's normal. My Xiaoyao school is a hermit school. I don't walk around in the world, so few people have heard of it."

Hermit School? Gong Yeqian and Murongfu looked at each other, their brows were slightly frowned. There may be sects in the world, but most of them are unknown and it is difficult to explore the foundation~www.wuxiamtl.com~ so this person's The origin is difficult to infer. And no one knows if what this person said is true or false. After all, it was the first time we met, and it was far from understanding.

The martial arts are strong, but the origin is unknown, and several people immediately warned Mo Wen in their hearts.

Baodi sneered and said, "No, no, I'm afraid Lord Mo is insincere, how can you be in an unknown sect with a skill like yours?"

Mo Wen smiled, listening to Bao's different sarcasm, not annoyed.

"But although this school is not well-known in the arena, it is not an unknown faction."

"Leave aside, the contemporary leader of this school is Wuyazi. He himself has little reputation in the arena, but his two disciples are notorious."

Mo Wen's eyes stared at Murong Fu's group of people scorchingly.

"One is Su Xinghe, Mr. Leigu Shan Congbian,"

"The other is an abandoned disciple, the old monster of the stars and sea stars——"

"Ding-chun-autumn!" (to be continued...)