Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Quan Guanqing stood up with difficulty, his body swayed, and even though Qiao Feng's slap was not heavy, it almost broke one of his shoulders.

His face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Qiao Feng, you don't have to put on airs here, you know what you have done and what you have in mind. I advise you to kill me right now, lest I say anything. The next words will make you regret it too late, hahaha!"

Quan Guanqing laughed out loud, his hair fluttering, and he looked crazy.

Qiao Feng's complexion became completely gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Quan Guanqing, Ming people don't speak dark words. What did I, Qiao Feng, do to make you first turn against me and then slander me? Today the Four Great Elders They are all here, and hundreds of brothers from the Beggar Sect are present. If you don’t tell the truth and punish you for several crimes, how can I tolerate you!"

Quan Guanqing's laughter paused, his eyes turned cold, he sneered, stepped back a few steps to widen the distance, waved his hand, pointed at Qiao Feng and shouted: "The death of Vice-Clan Master Ma must have been instigated by Qiao Feng!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the crowd was shocked. Among the group of beggars, some scolded, some hesitated, and most of them stared at Quan Guanqing with unbelievable expressions, waiting to see how he explained it.

Qiao Feng chuckled: "Quan Guanqing, just now you said that it was Mr. Murong who murdered Vice-Clan Leader Ma, but now you say that I, Qiao Feng, instigated it! It's really not right!"

Quan Guanqing looked directly at Qiao Feng's tiger eyes, and sneered again and again, without any fear: "Since I said so, of course I have proof! You and Vice-Clan Master Ma have always been at odds, and everyone in the Beggar Gang knows this You, Qiao Feng, only hate that Vice-Governor Ma has always been quite prestigious among the gang members, threatening your status. So you secretly colluded with Gusu Murong to set up a murderous trap! You have repeatedly obstructed my gang from taking revenge on Murong Fu for Vice-Governor Ma , precisely for this reason! It is only because of your life experience that you have two hearts! You have been disloyal and unrighteous to my gang of beggars!"

Wu Changfeng was furious: "Fart! As the leader of our gang, Qiao Gangzhu, who knows that the beggars' gang has been thriving under the leadership of the gang leader these years! As for what life experience, I, Wu Changfeng, have heard some gossip in the past, but I have always regarded it as It's shit!"

"Elder Wu, I respect you as the elder of my gang. But such a big event concerns the eternal foundation of my beggar gang! Don't be confused! I know you were rescued by that Gusu Murong, and you have had a close relationship with Qiao Feng. But this is not the time to be arrogant!"

Quan Guanqing took the step of retreating, and on the surface he praised Wu Changfeng, but in fact he put several big hats on him in a row.

Just when all the beggars were discussing, a chuckle sounded in everyone's ears: "What a 'talented scholar', he really has a lot of wisdom!"

All the beggars were surprised and turned their heads to find the source of the sound. Someone with sharp eyes shouted, "Look over there!"

Everyone looked up one after another, and saw a black spot in the distance gradually enlarged in everyone's field of vision.When he got closer, he could see clearly that it was a young man in a blue shirt with a brocade robe.

The young man held a folding fan in his hand, and his figure was graceful. He leaped all the way in the air, without a trace, as if he was riding the wind by virtue of emptiness. Only those with excellent eyesight noticed that the young man lightly touched the treetops with his toes every few feet. A little lighter, and then the figure will draw a few feet away.

With such a brilliant lightness skill, coupled with the graceful figure of the young man in brocade, many disciples of the Beggar Clan couldn't help applauding loudly.Even the fourth elder couldn't help twirling his beard and admiring softly.

In the blink of an eye, the young master had already reached the open space in front of the crowd. He touched his toes and landed lightly, like a lonely shadow frightened by a frightened man, like a cold river with a clear moon.

The beggars took a closer look, and saw that the green-clothed young man in front of him had a long body and a light robe, and he simply stood there. He had an innate aura of nobility that made people unconsciously Then he felt a little good.

Wu Changfeng's eyes lit up: "Mr. Murong!"

Qiao Feng had already seen that it was Murong Fu, he was surprised and delighted, but also worried about the current situation of the other party, he really shouldn't appear here.

Murong Fu smiled loudly, and nodded lightly to Qiao Feng and Wu Changfeng as a greeting, then he turned to the disciples of the Beggars' Clan and said in a loud voice: "Brothers of the Beggars' Clan, Gusu Murong Fu is very polite. Already!"

His voice was clear and clear, like a flute and a phoenix bamboo in a cave. Hundreds of people stood densely in the whole forest, but the voice reached everyone's ears as clearly as if someone was talking next to him.

Even the lowest-ranked disciples of the Beggar Clan know that this person's inner strength must be incomparably profound, and seeing the other person's lightness kung fu is superb, his heart is both admirable and frightened.

Murong Fu opened the fan, and looked at the stunned Quan Guanqing with a smile on his face: "I heard you are looking for me?"

"I"

Quan Guanqing lowered his eyelids, not daring to look at the other party, even though Murong Fu's eyes were full of smiles, facing the other party's aura, Quan Guanqing still felt ashamed and tongue-tied.

Murong Fu shook his head lightly, ignored Quan Guanqing, and said to the group of beggars: "Brothers from the Beggar Clan have come here to work hard. This place is not far from Gusu. Since all the good brothers from the rivers and lakes are here, and Rong Murongfu served a glass of thin wine, as a token of the landlord's kindness!"

After finishing speaking, Murong Fu folded his fan and snapped his fingers lightly, as if the moon was rising from the eastern mountain, and letters were coming from the tide, countless people carrying all kinds of objects poured out from all directions of the forest.

They were all wearing uniform clothes, short fast boots, and what they were carrying were not weapons, but wine jars, food boxes, etc., and their movements were uniform along the way, without any confusion.

Under the bewildered eyes of the disciples of the beggar gang, these people quietly opened the food box, uncovered the mud seal on the wine jar and put it down, and then retreated silently like a tide, without making a sound during the whole process.

Murong Fu picked it up casually, and an invisible force rolled up a jar of wine.

Holding the edge of the jar, he smiled lightly at the disciples of the Beggar Clan and said, "Please!"

Immediately, he turned over to the side of the altar, took a big gulp of his own, the wine dripped and wet his robe, Murong Fu didn't care about it, he wiped it with the back of his hand, and continued: "Please!"

The group of beggars look at me and I look at you, but they dare not move, they don't know what Murong Fu's intention is.

Murong Fu laughed loudly: "Just now you kept saying that you want to find Murong Fu to take revenge for killing Vice-Clan Leader Ma. Now that Murong Fu is in front of everyone, why don't you even dare to eat a mouthful of Murong Fu's food? Could it be that you are suspicious? Poisoned in the food and drink?"

As soon as the words were finished, Wu Changfeng picked up the wine jar closest to him, smashed the mud seal, gurgled, drank a few gulps, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, good wine! Good wine! I, Wu Changfeng, have a good word for wine in my life. , fine wine comes first, would it be a shame to discard it and refuse to drink it? Even if there is really intestinal poison, you can still drink it!"