Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 264
The days passed quickly, Murong Fu practiced military and martial arts every day, and occasionally visited the little beauty at Mantuo Villa, and Duan Yanqing and Duan Zhengchun, two former enemies who had fought to death, also lived in Yanziwu.

However, the wind in the rivers and lakes never stopped for a moment, and the peaceful days came to an abrupt end with the arrival of some unscrupulous leading party.

Murong Fu sat in the hall, his hand holding the tea trembled slightly.

On the ceiling, a big hole suddenly opened up, and the cold wind kept pouring in from the gap, and the classical and elegant furnishings in the hall were turned into a pile of fragments, silently telling how thrilling the battle was just now.

If one word were to be used to describe Murong Fu's feelings at this time, it would be the rest of his life.

Despite the lingering fears in his heart, Murong Fu did not show his inner feelings on his face at all.

He smiled lightly and said, "You two uncles and uncles, do you still have doubts about your identity?"

Li Qiushui and Child Elder stood aside, not because they didn't want to sit, but because the entire hall of Yanziwu was beaten to pieces in the battle just now, except for the chair next to Murong Fu, even There is nothing left to sit on.

Child Elder snorted coldly: "Boy, it seems that that little ghost Wu Yazi really likes you very much, he has taught you all housekeeping skills."

Li Qiushui smiled coquettishly: "Xiao Langjun is smart and handsome, with strong martial arts, it's normal for Senior Brother Wu Yazi to take a fancy to him."

Child Elder was furious: "Bitch, you are not allowed to mention Junior Brother's name!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel after a disagreement, Murong Fu felt a big headache: If there is another fight, his Yanziwu will be completely ruined.

So before the two of them rolled up their sleeves, Murong Fu said: "Master Wu Yazi passed me two words, saying that if I meet his two senior sisters and junior sisters in the future, I will tell them this. His old man There is still a painting left during my lifetime, which is in my hand. The person painted on it is the woman Master loves the most in this life."

As soon as these words came out, the two people who were tense with swords immediately relaxed and turned their eyes to Murong Fu.

"However, the two uncles and uncles have smashed my nephew's humble house into a mess. My nephew's family is poor and has no possessions. It all depends on this ancestral house for shelter. Now it seems that my nephew can only sleep on the street up"

Hearing Murong Fu say the words "poor family background", Jiumozhi and others beside him couldn't help shaking their faces, especially Su Xinghe, who suddenly coughed violently.

Murong Fu didn't change his face, his heart didn't beat, he looked at his two elders who were literally rich and invincible.

Things have to start half a day ago
After staying in A'Zhu's room that night, Murong Fu completely let himself go.Anyway, the internal energy of the Xiaoyao School does not have any requirement to maintain a pure yang body, Murong Fu lived a life of three poles in the sun, and from then on the life of the king did not go to court early.

When the first rays of sunlight shone into Qin Yun Xiaozhu in the early morning, Murong Fu was drawing eyebrows for Abi with a smile.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and Shenxiang sold apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.

The door was knocked three times, and Azhu Rounuo's voice came from outside the door: "My lord, there are people looking for you in the front hall. One of them is the Tubo monk from last time, go and have a look!"

Hearing A'Zhu's voice, Abi's bright and pretty face blushed suddenly, like a child who was caught stealing food by an adult on the spot, and didn't know where to put his hands.

Murong Fu grinned, and gently scratched Abi's pretty face with his fingertips, then agreed: "Okay, I'll be right there."

Abi blushed so much that she was about to bleed, she muttered in a low voice: "Master, didn't you say you won't tell Sister Azhu~"

Murong Fu spread his hands: "I didn't tell her, she found it by herself."

"Master~"

Murong Fu opened the door, and A'Zhu stood outside in a red dress, trying hard to keep the smile off her lips.And Abi covered her head under the quilt the moment Murong Fu opened the door.

Murong Fu said: "Jumozhi is the only one here?"

A'Zhu shook his head: "No, there are a lot of people. Mr. Duan, who was rescued by the young master last time, is also among them. There is also a person who looks very similar to Miss Biao, which is too strange, young master, go and see Bar."

Murong Fu subconsciously thought of Li Qiulin, but he didn't know why Li Qiulin came to him so openly all of a sudden, and he was still with Duan Yu.

"But there are others?"

Murong Fu asked.

"There is also the leader of the beggar gang, Qiao, a wooden girl. By the way, there is also a cute little girl, about six or seven years old."

Murong Fu's right eyelid twitched unconsciously, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Are you sure it's a six or seven-year-old girl?"

A'Zhu smiled and nodded, then went around Murong Fu to find A'bi: "Get up, you lazy girl, come and help the young master to wash up with me!"

Abi blushed, and carefully poked her head out of the bed: "Sister Azhu, I, I don't feel well, I don't want to move, can you serve the young master alone?"

Although Abi had already made clear her thoughts to her young master in the secret conversations in the boudoir in the past, but being caught by her good sister, Abi just felt numb all over her body at this moment, and she just wanted to stay still in the bed, hoping Let this day pass quickly.

After some busy work, Murong Fu dressed up and came to the front hall.

"Brother Murong, you're here!"

Seeing Duan Yu's bright smile, Murong Fu gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Brother Duan Xian, don't come here without any problems!"

Murong Fu's smile made Duan Yu shiver unconsciously.

The moment he saw Duan Yu, Murong Fu made a good guess about the cause and effect of the matter. At this moment, Murong Fu wished he could give Duan Yu a few good blows with Dacheng's Six Meridian Excalibur.

It wasn't until he turned his gaze to Qiao Feng aside that Murong Fu's face looked a little better.

And the disheveled Jiumozhi made the corners of Murong Fu's mouth twitch, and he almost laughed out loud: "Master, we meet again, don't come here without any harm!"

Jiumozhi's cheeks trembled uncontrollably, and he took a step back subconsciously: Ever since he met this person, anything related to this person would be bad for him.

"Brother Qiao, why are you so leisurely and elegant to come to the humble house today? Ah Zhu, why don't you hurry up and watch tea for a few guests!"

Qiao Feng waved his hands, his face was heavy, there was always a big stone pressing down on his heart along the way, at this moment he just wanted to hear Murong Fu's answer with his own ears.

"Brother Murong, let me ask you, is the death of the vice-leader Ma of my beggar gang related to you?"

Qiao Feng asked in a deep voice.

"What? Ma Dayuan is dead?"

Murong Fu froze in place.

(End of this chapter)