Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

When the two heard that Duan Yu claimed to be Murong Fu's brother-in-law, they became even more excited: "Murong Fu, that boy, only makes friends with such useless white-faced talents, so he can't be a real hero. Boy, the world is very dangerous, isn't it?" You can come if you say so, you should hurry back and stay, hahaha."

Duan Yu blushed, he had a gentle disposition, was always kind to others, and reasoned everywhere, but this world has never been a place to be reasonable.In essence, Jianghu is a bad cake wrapped in the sugar coating of loyalty, and the inside is sour.

In fact, with Duan Yu's level of ease in using Shaoze and Shaochong's two swordsmanship at this time, it is only a matter of raising his hand to take the lives of these two people.It's just an ordinary quack, and I'm afraid he has already drawn his sword and slashed at the other party.

Seeing that Duan Yu just kept saying something like "there is no reason for being gentle and sweeping the floor", the two became more convinced that the other party is a little boy who doesn't know martial arts, and laughed hahaha.

The laughter continued, two darts passed through the scalps of the two of them, breaking up their buns, and the two who were proud just now suddenly let their hair fall out.

Before the two of them could react, they felt a blur in front of their eyes, "pounding" two fists hit their faces, and before they could react, their bodies had already hit the counter.

Mu Wanqing snorted coldly, "Noisy!" and turned back to her seat.

Seeing Mu Wanqing's attack, Duan Yu sighed helplessly, got up and went to the counter and took out a piece of broken silver and gave it to the waiter hiding behind who was dumbfounded: "Second brother, my sister has caused trouble for you, just be careful."

The shopkeeper tremblingly took over the silver taels, not daring to say anything, and kept saying: "Young master, don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, he put away the silver and ran to the back.

At last, the two of them had good eyesight, knowing that they were no match for the pretty woman in front of them, they got up and ran outside quickly while talking harshly.

Mu Wanqing said coldly: "When will you be able to change your nerdy temper? Are you too busy to reason with this kind of person?"

Duan Yu smiled: "If everyone is strong-willed, wouldn't the world be full of rituals and music?"

Mu Wanqing sneered and said: "My good brother, you were born in the Dali Palace since you were a child, and you learned poetry, book etiquette, so you are naturally reasonable. But you are reasonable with these gangsters who don't know a lot of characters, and you have nothing to do with your opponent playing the piano." What's the difference?"

Duan Yu smiled helplessly, unexpectedly did not refute: "Perhaps what you said, Wanmei, is right."

As soon as the words were finished, a Buddha's name sounded, and Jiumozhi walked in, dressed in a bright yellow monk robe, full of jewels.

"Duan Shizizhai has a kind heart and is kind to others. That's the best thing."

When Duan Yu saw Jiumozhi walking in, he couldn't sit still. The experience of kidnapping Jiumozhi from Dali to Suzhou last time was unforgettable for him forever, and he was almost set on fire by the other party.

"Jumozhi, you evil monk, what kind of schemes are you here for? Let me tell you that my uncle and elder brother are nearby, so don't mess around!"

Although Duan Yu is pedantic, he is not too stupid after all. The moment he saw Jiumozhi, he immediately lifted Duan Zhengming and Murong Fu out, making the other party jealous.

As soon as Jiumozhi heard that Murong Fu was nearby, his heart was shaken, and the original careful thoughts subconsciously restrained a little.

He originally invited someone to go to Shaolin Temple today, but he didn't want to meet Duan Yu, the living sword manual of the Six Meridians Excalibur here.

Duan Yu is also really unlucky, his physique seems to attract Jiumozhi naturally, the big Song, when they come to the two of them, they become a room and a living room, no matter what they can meet.

Jiumozhi smiled and said: "Your Majesty Duan, don't be nervous. The poor monk has no ill intentions towards Shizi Duan. This time, I want to go to Shaolin Ancient Temple to lecture on scriptures and martial arts with all the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple. I wonder if Shizi Duan is interested in going there together?"

Mu Wanqing clearly recognized the evil monk who had kidnapped Duan Yu and made her chase him all the way. Seeing Jiumozhi appear, she subconsciously wanted to stand in front of Duan Yu.

Duan Yu gently held Mu Wanqing's wrist, shook his head, and signaled Mu Wanqing to go behind him.

Mu Wanqing thought to herself: I still love to be brave!When can this temper be changed?

However, this feeling of being protected by the person she likes is very beneficial to her, so she didn't say anything, and hid behind Duan Yu silently.

Jiumozhi smiled and said: "Since Mr. Murong is nearby, why not invite him out to have a cup of vegetarian wine together. The poor monk admires Mr. Murong's martial arts character, but he has never had a chance to have a good conversation."

How does Duan Yu know where Murong Fu is right now?Even if he knew it, he couldn't be called over, but since he had pulled the tiger's skin, he couldn't show his timidity at this time.

So he said with a smile: "My eldest brother has an old friend here, and he is probably having a drink with his old friend at the moment. Master wants to see him, why not sit down for a while. Master lacks a drinking partner, and I, Duan Yu, can also accompany Master Drink less."

Saying that, he took the initiative to sit opposite Jiumozhi, looking confident.

Jiumozhi was puzzled in his heart: Judging by this kid's appearance, could it be that Murong Fu is really nearby?
After thinking about it for a while, Jiumozhi laughed: This kid can't scare me, he's too careless about teasing tiger skin.Murong Fu, a hero of the rivers and lakes, might accompany him on tours, how could Emperor Baoding, as the king of a country, ignore state affairs and wander around foreign countries with his nephew?
Jiumozhi smiled and said: "That's fine, I'll offer a cup to Prince Duan first!"

As he spoke, he raised his glass and looked at Duan Yu who was opposite him.

How did Duan Yu know that Jiumozhi had already seen through his little trick, so he raised his glass and said, "It should be me to toast Master."

Just as he raised the glass, Jiumozhi tilted his hand slightly, and the wine in the glass turned into a water arrow and flew straight towards Duan Yu's face.

Duan Yu's face turned pale with shock, he didn't want the other party to say so well just now, so he suddenly became angry.

Although in terms of internal strength and moves, he can barely be regarded as a superb master now, but in terms of actual combat experience, he can only be described as horrible.So far, under the leadership of Murong Fu and Duan Zhengming, they have only played a serious fight with Jiumozhi.

He was eager to avoid the water arrow thrown by Jiumozhi, the door on his chest opened wide, and Jiumozhi directly hit the Qihai acupoint, and his whole body went numb all of a sudden.

Seeing that Duan Yu was restrained, Mu Wanqing was in a hurry, and just about to step forward to help, Jiumozhi pointed two fingers in the air, and Mu Wanqing couldn't move, so he could only curse: "Dead monk! Smelly bald donkey! Let us go! "

Jiumozhi laughed loudly: "The poor monk originally wanted to meet the eminent monks of Shaolin for a while, but if he didn't want to gain something like this today, please bother you two to come with me!"

Just as he was complacent, an old female voice sounded in the inn: "Young monk, you are not too young to bully the juniors here. I am ashamed."