Murong Fu Dongfangqing

Shock flashes in Ling Shuanghua's eyes from time to time, thinking in his heart, if one day he becomes so ugly, he might as well die, then he thinks, if it is for Brother Ding, so what if he really becomes like this Woolen cloth!

Suddenly feeling a heat in the palm of his hand, Ling Shuanghua came back to his senses and saw Murong Fu pinching his palm, slightly annoyed.

He wanted to say a few words of reprimand, but remembered that he had done his best for his own affairs, so he silently withdrew his hand and gave Murong Fu a blank look.

Murong Fu naturally didn't see this charming look, because he didn't dare to look at Ling Shuanghua's face even though he knew it was fake.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the door, Ling Shuanghua was startled, if his father saw a man in the room, something might happen, he hurriedly looked at Murong Fu.

"Hush..." Murong Fu made some vocal gestures, and after a while, a voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Murong, Mr. Murong..." It turned out that it was Di Yun calling out in a low voice outside the door. .m.

The two breathed a sigh of relief, Ling Shuanghua looked at Murong Fu suspiciously, Murong Fu did not explain, and said directly: "Miss Ling, I have taught you the disguise technique, and the rest is up to you. And this technique is My Murong family's top secret, don't let it out."

Ling Shuanghua saluted respectfully, "Young master's kindness, this little girl can't repay you."

"There's no need to repay, I'm also paying someone else's favor."

Murong Fu went to the door, opened the door, Di Yun was standing outside the door looking around, seeing Murong Fu came out, he hurriedly said: "My lord, you must not do...do..."

He wanted to say that he should not do bad things, but he swallowed the words again.

Murong Fu glared at him, "Let's go."

At noon of the next day, Murong Fu took Mu Wanqing and Di Yun to Wan Mansion, Mu Wanqing saw that Murong Fu had more people beside him, but she didn't react at all, and she didn't even look at Di Yun more.

Wan Zhenshan is quite famous in Jingzhou area, when Murong Fu asked casually, passers-by said: "Wan Laoying, do you still need to ask, the biggest house in front is it."

Hearing the word "Wan Lao Hero", Murong Fu sneered, Mu Wanqing asked curiously: "Fu Lang, what are we going to Wan Mansion for?"

"Congratulations!" Murong Fu sneered.Thinking of being chased and killed by that little bastard Lu Kun back then and throwing himself into the river, Murong Fu felt hatred rising in his heart. He had accumulated it for so many years, and now he naturally wanted to repay it twice as much.

At this time, Wan Fuzhong was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the house was full of guests.A burly old man in the hall was dealing with all the guests, only to hear him say:

"Thanks to everyone's favors for coming to the dog's wedding, Wan is very grateful. Please eat and drink to your heart's content. If there is any lack of hospitality, Wan will apologize to everyone here first."

It turned out that this person was Wan Zhenshan.

The guests around said one after another: "Mr. Wan is too polite", "Where is the hero Wan?"...

At a banquet table in the corner, a beautiful woman pouted her lips slightly, "Huh, what an old hero and little hero, and she is a little famous in this small place, so I really think of myself as some kind of famous martial artist."

A middle-aged man next to him reprimanded: "Shan'er, don't talk nonsense, this Wan Zhenshan is known as the 'Five Clouds Hand', he is quite famous in Jiangnan martial arts, he has done a lot of good things, he deserves the word 'Old Hero' .”

The woman named Shan'er looked unconvinced, and said in a low voice: "Our dignified Huashan faction is less famous than him!"

Although she spoke in a low voice, the middle-aged man seemed to have excellent hearing, and his expression became severe, "Shan'er, how do I usually teach you, why are you so ignorant..."

A beautiful woman next to the man tugged on the man's sleeve, "Forget it, Shan'er is still young, and besides, she is away from home."

After the beautiful woman finished speaking, she looked at Shan'er slightly reproachfully, "You too, we went south to accompany Pingzhi back to his hometown to pay homage to his parents. Lots of bad words."

A young man next to Shan'er also said: "Yes, senior sister, we just need to eat and drink. When you arrive at Lin's house in Fujian, you can treat it as your own home."

Seeing that the middle-aged man had a sullen face, Shan'er didn't dare to say more, she snorted softly, and the young man under the table stomped hard.

In the hall, a servant came to Wan Zhenshan's side, "Master, the auspicious time has come, and it's time for the newcomer to pay homage."

The joy on Wan Zhenshan's face was even greater, "Okay, go and ask Gui'er to come and pay homage."

Not long after, a couple of newlyweds arrived in front of the hall, and all the guests got up to watch.

"One Worship"

"Second Worship Hall"

"The family members answer the gift", at this moment, a voice came from outside the gate. Although the voice was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly.

All the guests were stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, Wan Zhenshan's relatives all showed anger, they didn't expect that someone came to make trouble without knowing their life or death.

A small number of people with profound internal energy were secretly amazed at the depth of internal energy.

Wan Zhenshan's face turned black in an instant, and he felt more and more that his life was unlucky, why would someone come to make trouble for his fellow martial artists every time there is a big banquet!

It was a big birthday three years ago, and Lu Tong of Taihang Mountain picked two buckets of "gold" and poured them in the hall, which made Wanmen lose face...

Everyone looked towards the door, and saw three people standing at the door, a young and handsome son, a woman with a black veil and a disheveled young man, they were Murong Fu, Mu Wanqing and Di Yun.Word<upper￥new/speed￥degree most&駃=0

At this moment, the guests also realized that these three people were here to make trouble, and many people whispered among themselves, "Who are these three people, how dare they make trouble at Mr. Wan's wedding?"

"Could it be some kind of snatching drama?"

"If those who come are not kind, if those who are kind don't come, I'm afraid there will be another good show. It's strange, why do we say again."

Wan Zhenshan, together with his son Wan Gui, originally had eight disciples, one was killed by Murong Fu ten years ago, now only seven remain.

The seven disciples were furious when they saw someone coming to make trouble and uttering unlucky words.

As the groom, Wan Gui was naturally inconvenient to make a move, the other six rushed forward, wanting to teach Murong Fu a lesson.

"Stop!" Wan Zhenshan was in a daze, when he saw the disciple drawing his sword and coming forward, he immediately shouted to stop.

The six disciples stopped immediately, but they had already reached Murong Fu's body, Murong Fu would not be polite, he slightly raised his hand, but seeing no movement of him, the six of them flew out backwards.

Everyone gasped, they didn't even see how they made a move just now.

The six disciples fell to the ground, their faces were burning with pain, they looked at each other, only to find that there was a slap mark on each of their faces, they were furious, and said that Murong Fu took the opportunity to attack them.

Seeing that the sixth disciple was about to make a move, Wan Zhenshan immediately shouted: "Don't back down." The sixth disciple had no choice but to retreat angrily.

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