Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

The boss was stunned for a moment, and said with admiration, "This son is an extraordinary person, it's the truth."

"I'm here, I just want to invite you to come up and take a look at this painting."

Azhu said puzzled: "Why did you invite my son-in-law alone? There won't be any conspiracy, right?"

"No, no." The boss waved his hands again and again and explained, "Actually, it's a long story."

"Then speak slowly, we're not in a hurry anyway." Wang Yuyan said indifferently.

The boss thought for a while and sighed, "Let's tell you the truth, there were indeed gods in my family back then."

"This is indeed what he left behind, but before he left, he once said that my family died for seven generations."

"The seventh generation?" Murong Fu looked at the boss and smiled, "You are the seventh generation?"

"Yes, I am the seventh generation." The boss nodded.

"Then aren't you alive and well? Not dead yet?" Arjun asked curiously.

The boss showed a bitter face: "I'm not dead, but my family is really dying."

"How do you say that?" Abby asked.

The boss looked at the three daughters in embarrassment, and then looked at Murong Fu: "Well, I... I can't have children."

"Hehe, why don't you find a gentleman to take a look at?" Murong Fu joked deliberately.

"Look, it doesn't work." The boss replied in frustration: "Lang Zhong can't even see anything wrong."

Murong Fu was speechless and said, "I can't save you even if the boss can't save you, can you save you by showing me a painting?"

"Yes, I really can't help it. I went to ask Lai Wenjun. He told me that as long as I find a great luck person, I can send the painting to him." The boss said.

"Lai Wenjun? What did he say?" Murong Fu still affirmed Lai Buyi's strength.

"Well, he said that this painting is a formation that can collect the luck of the world, just."

"The luck above is too strong now, our family is mortal, and we can't bear it anymore."

"Just send it out!" said the boss.

"Your boss is really black-hearted. You want to give such a vicious thing to my son." Azhu and Abi said angrily and were about to start.

The boss waved his hands quickly and said, "No, no, few others, Lai Wenjun said, this painting can only be calmed by those with great luck, and the two sides complement each other, and good things happen again and again."

"Oh?" Murong Fu's eyes lit up: "Then how did you know that I am a lucky person?"

"Here, Lai Wenjun gave me a stone, saying that as long as it feels the atmosphere, it will get hot."

The boss took out a reddish stone from his sleeve and handed it to Murong Fu.

Murong Fu stretched out his hand to take it, and there was indeed a scorching heat from above, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Dragon gas!

That's right, he was really on it and felt the dragon energy.

Although there was only a trace, it made him feel very cordial.

"As expected of Lai Buyi, it's really a no-brainer, I'll take this painting!"

The boss was overjoyed: "It's great, it's great, my Wang family is saved."

"Well, go and get it for me!" Murong Fu said indifferently, looking forward to Lai Wenjun even more in his heart.

Only, when he took over the picture scroll.

A loud "bang" sounded from the entire restaurant.

Then, Deng Baichuan's roar came from below:

"Don't be too arrogant in the Azure Dragon Society. Isn't there no king law in the world?"

"Qinglonghui?" Murong Fu was stunned, wondering why Deng Baichuan was still fighting with the Qinglonghui.

"Master?" Azhu, Abi and others were also surprised.

Murong Fu shook his head: "You guys wait here, I'll take a look."

"Cousin be careful, the Qinglong Club has always been very strange." Wang Yuyan reminded.

"Well, I see." Murong Fu didn't say more, turned around and walked down.

In the lobby on the first floor.

Now it's chaotic, Deng Baichuan took the shadow guard to fight with the people of the Qinglonghui.

"Gaga, isn't it Deng Baichuan? One of the four generals of Nan Murong, I advise you better not to interfere in the affairs of our Azure Dragon Society," said a man in a red robe.

Deng Baichuan blocked Lai Wenjun behind him and said, "Who are you?"

"I am the head of the six dragons of the Qinglong Association, Chunyu Modi."

"Hmph, no matter what kind of six dragon heads you are, or Chunyu Modi, I will save Lai Wenjun today." Deng Baichuan said domineeringly.

"Hehe, since that's the case, don't blame me for being cruel and killing you." Chunyu Modi grinned and attacked Deng Baichuan.

Deng Baichuan is also a first-class expert in the arena, and naturally he is not afraid of Chunyu Modi.

The fists and feet attacked each other, and there were already a hundred punches in a hundred breaths.

Deng Baichuan was in the palm of his hand, and he slapped it out with a slap.

Chunyu Modi saw Deng Baichuan swaying, thinking that he was already fatigued.

When he was about to take the opportunity to kill him, when he raised his hand, he felt that the other party gave birth to an overwhelming force that made him suffocate.

I saw him yelling "No!"

The body was actually in the air, turning in an incredible direction.

Life and life avoided Deng Baichuan's ultimate move!

"Hehe, powerful, powerful, skilled in martial arts, powerful in internal strength, worthy of being Nan Murong, the number one general under his command!" Chunyu Modi praised with a smile "Gaga".

"Hmph, the wicked way!" Deng Baichuan did not pursue him again.

Because he knew that the person in front of him was strange.

Once you lose a move, you will be seriously injured and die. For now, the only plan is to wait!

When Murong Fu came down, he slapped the girl in front of him with a palm.

"Gaga, I don't know what you're insisting on, but you can, these little guys under your hands are afraid that they won't work." Chunyu Modi looked at the shadow guards and smiled wickedly.

"Despicable, if you dare to hurt a single hair on them, my son will definitely kill you when he comes down later." Deng Baichuan said fiercely.

Chunyu Modi was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise, "You said that Murong Fu is also here?"

"Hehe, yes, the next one is indeed here." Murong Fu said as he slowly walked down the stairs.

Both sides of the war stopped at the same time and dared not move.

"Murong Fu?" Chunyu Modi stepped back subconsciously.

The shadow of the tree of names.

Murong Fu's recent record was actually described as terrifying.

One person monopolized the two great masters, destroyed Sanxian Island, killed 50,000 horses in Dongying, and was even named Jiedu of Pingjiang Prefecture.

No matter which one is taken out alone, none of them can compare with Chunyu Modi.

"It's down here." Murong Fu walked up to Deng Baichuan and asked, "What's going on?"

Deng Baichuan explained: "They want to arrest Lai Wenjun, but I don't agree."

"Lai Wenjun is a necessary person for our leader, I don't think Young Master Murong will make trouble with it." Chunyu Modi said.

Murong Fu looked back at Lai Wenjun, and at the same time the other party also glanced at Murong Fu, and said first:

"The Qinglong Association is very powerful. I think you should send me out. Don't make trouble for yourself."

Murong Fu patted Lai Wenjun who was sloppy and said with a smile, "Stay well, I have something to ask you later."