Martial Arts, Marry Wang Yuyan at the Beginning

Murong Fu's expression froze, and he wanted to sew the different mouths of the bag.

However, don't wait for him to speak.

Su Ying said coldly, "If I'm not mistaken, you were injured by the Frost Palm in your early years, and your foot sun was severely damaged."

"Once it rains, it must be miserable."

"If the husband and wife are not in harmony, they may be suspected by the wife."

Bo Ei couldn't believe it: "Brother Bao's wife has been dead for several years, how could he still despise him?"

"Shut up!" When Baodi heard this, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Su Ying said speechlessly: "Just pretend I didn't say the second half of the sentence."

"Hmph, the little girl has sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" Bao Wei replied sullenly.

Murong Fu waved his hand to stop the two from arguing: "Miss Su has cured her sister-in-law's corpse poison, Bao Sange has no doubts."

"My subordinates understand." Baodi nodded.

Murong Fu said to Su Ying again, "If Miss Su has any request, she can ask her brothers."

"Got it." Su Ying said.

Deng Baichuan asked, "Master, what are you going to do with the monk you brought back in advance?"

"Hmph, that Beihai Divine Monk is a spy of Dongying. You arrange for him to be in Yanziwu's cell, and I will personally interrogate him." Murong Fu said.

"My subordinates understand." Deng Baichuan saluted.

Murong Fu asked again, about conscription.

This time, due to the participation of refugees, compared to the last time.

The number of people increased several times.

Barely reached 25,000 people.

Murong Fu nodded: "It's a lot faster, good training, I guess it's right. Recently, there's probably a big battle to be fought."

"Huh? Now that the Yuan people are attacking the Ming Kingdom, which country are we going to fight?" Feng Po Ei asked curiously.

Murong Fu pondered for a moment, then said, "I guess right, Yuan Kingdom's attack on Ming Kingdom is probably just a pretense. Their real goal is our Song Kingdom."

"Young Master, do you want to say that the drunken man of Yuan Dynasty does not mean to drink?" Gong Yegan said solemnly.

Murong Fu patted the table lightly, got up and said, "What's going on, I still have to ask Monk Beihai first."

"Do you need me to accompany you, Young Master?" Bao Different said.

Murong Fu shook his head: "No need, I'll go back to Yanziwu first, and you will be responsible for the management of Gusu City."

"I'll obey!" Deng Baichuan and the others responded in unison.

Murong Fu left the crowd and came to Taihu Lake.

After a while, a group of people wearing light armor knelt in front of Murong Fu.

"My subordinates Ruan Yi, Jiang Zian... see the master!" said the shadow guards.

"No gift," Murong Fu said.

"Thank you, Master!" Everyone stood up and said in front of Murong Fu.

"Jiang Zian, have you done what I told you?" Murong Fu asked.

Jiang Zian bowed and said: "Go back, Master, my subordinates have already investigated the Murong family's old house according to your request, and found that there is a secret passage underneath."

"Very well, what have you discovered about Murong Zheng?"

Murong Fu laughed secretly, why did people in ancient times like to build secret passages at home?

Jiang Zian raised his head to look at Ruan Yi, who said, "This person's martial arts are unfathomable. According to his subordinates' guess, it is very likely that he is a master at the master level."

"Grandmaster? Hehe, he was hidden deep enough. He walked beside me all day, but he learned a skill to restrain Qi." Murong Fu said coldly.

"Not only that, but I also found that his girl, Murong Qiudi, is also very mysterious, and there are always many masters around." Ruan Yi said with fear.

"Well, she should be Tianzun's Tianzun!" Murong Fu said.

"Tianzun's Tianzun!" Jiang Zian said awkwardly.

Ruan Yi explained: "Tianzun is the name of a cult organization, and their leader is also called Tianzun."

Jiang Zian was stunned: "It turns out that, I said it was so strange."

"Well, I'll go back first, keep an eye on the old mansion, I'm curious what Murong is trying to do." Murong Fu walked towards the boat to Yanziwu.

Azhu and Abi had already received the news and were waiting at the dock.

After seeing Murong Fu, he was extremely happy: "Master, you are finally back."

"Well, where's my cousin?" Murong Fu asked.

"Young madam, she is in retreat, practising Xiao Wu Xiang Gong." Abi replied.

"Huh? Isn't Yuyan not fond of practicing? Why are you working so hard?" Murong Fu got off the boat and asked curiously.

Azhu smiled and said, "The young lady said that the young master disliked our low martial arts skills, so he didn't want to take us out."

"So she's cultivating desperately?" Murong Fu joked and went back to the room in no hurry.

I went to the dungeon first, and met a 60-year-old spy, the monk of the North Sea.

"The poor monk Murong Fu advises you to let me go, otherwise, you will never have peace in Yanziwu." The Beihai monk said proudly.

Murong Fu opened the cell and walked in front of him, chuckling, "If I were a spy, after being caught, at least I should have a sense of awe."

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, the power behind the poor monk is not something you can afford." The Beihai **** monk was still arrogant.

Murong Fu found it interesting in his heart.

Who gave the old monk so much confidence?

Dare to speak to yourself in such a tone.

Murong Fu sneered, his inner strength came out from his dantian, and slapped the head of the Beihai **** monk with a palm.

"What are you going to do?" Beihai God Monk said in shock.

"Heaven and Earth Destroy the Great Soul Searcher!"

Murong Fu smiled slightly, his hand emitting a strange black light that only he could see.

The North Sea God Monk only felt an incomparable headache and screamed again and again.

After a while, his face suddenly turned pale, the flesh and blood in his body seemed to be drained all at once, and he fell to the ground with a "thump~".

A huge spiritual force entered Murong Fu's mind.

He didn't know what was in the mind of the Beihai God Monk. His spiritual power was so powerful that it almost burst Murong Fu's head.

At the beginning, Murong Fu only felt the pain of ant bites in his brain, but soon, it turned into a stinging pain of steel needles piercing his brain.

Murong Fu was so frightened that he quickly took out the Heavenly Secret Stick and tried to let him share his mental power.

From time to time, a picture of the deputy Beihai monk before his death appeared in Murong Fu's mind.

In a temple, under the tall Buddha, an official looked disdainful.

"If a Buddha can save all sentient beings, you don't have to think about leaving that island all day."

"Amitabha, there is a Buddha in my heart, and there is a pure land everywhere." The North Sea God Monk said with his hands folded.

The official was still disdainful and said, "Don't talk nonsense, the Yuan army will attack Xiangyang on New Year's Eve."

"And you people from Eastern Ying, want to start rioting in the south at a young age, make a big attack, and invite the imperial court to send reinforcements."

The Beihai **** monk's eyes lit up and said happily: "In this way, the north and south will form a force of attack, and the Song Dynasty will be destroyed."

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm dead or not. Anyway, the benefits I promised you will still be given." The official turned around and left.

I don't want to talk to the North Sea God Monk anymore, just say half a word.