Zongwu: Looting luck, all the heroines are numb

Chapter 47 Leigu Mountain, Martial Arts Conference
One month later, Leigu Mountain, Su Xinghe Manor.

No, it should be called the main altar of Xiaoyaomen at this time, and the colorful flags of the main altar are fluttering at this time.

Today gathered martial arts heroes from all corners of the country.

The Eight Friends of Mei Zhu, headed by Xue Muhua, had returned to the sect and became inner disciples half a month ago.

These eight people are currently assisting their masters and entertaining various martial arts heroes who come and go.

In addition, people from 36 holes and 72 islands gathered at the villa a few days ago carrying this year's tribute.

Some great sects like Shaolin, Diancang, Kunlun, Qingcheng, etc. also sent some representatives. At this time, thousands of heroes gathered in the villa, and the crowd was turbulent, very lively.

"Hey, have you heard that there is a new sect called Xiaoyao Zhizun sect in Jianghu? Lin En, the head of this sect, has done some great things in Dali! The four villains all died at the hands of this man."

"Brother, your news is outdated, do you know Ding Chunqiu of the Xingxiu School?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense! No one knows the great name of Xingxiu, but he is the number one figure in the martial arts world!"

"Hey, I have a cousin who is a school lieutenant on the front line of the Western Army. According to his legend, it is said that when the Xingxiu faction was attacking the Vulture Palace, they were ambushed on the mountain road. The old monster was also killed on the spot, and the poisonous fog spread throughout the mountain road, it was a tragedy!"

"What? Old Monster Xingxiu is a veteran innate warrior in the world! His poison skills are unparalleled in the world, and all his disciples are masters of poison. What kind of poison can wipe them all out?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I heard that Xixia even lost two elite cavalrymen of the thousand-man team! Xiaoyaomen really did a great job! I heard that there is a lot of turmoil on the front line of Xixia, but it is a bad breath for our Han army! "

"I think in today's martial arts, don't call it North Qiaofeng and South Murong. Qiao Feng is a Khitan alien who killed masters and exterminated ancestors. Murong is the generation who has gained fame and fame. In today's world, it is better to just call him Lin En."

"No! No! The Xingxiu faction was ambushed and the Xixia elite cavalry regiment was wiped out. Do you believe such ghost stories? What a bunch of idiots!" A strange tone came from afar.

"You bastard!" When everyone heard someone insulting them from behind, they couldn't help but look back. They couldn't see it, and swallowed the swear words in their mouths abruptly.

I saw a group of three men and one woman walking out of the villa avenue. One of the men was very majestic and noble. He was holding a paper fan inlaid with gold edges. This man was Murong Fu!
And the one who made the sound was a fat man with a round body on the left side of him. This person was Bao Budong. He couldn't help but sneered when he saw ignorant people slandering his master.

"Brother Bao! We've arrived at the master's realm here, so it's better to keep a low profile." Murong Fu said in a low key, but his voice was blessed by internal energy and spread throughout the audience, as if he was afraid that others would not know he was here.

His move really worked, all the martial arts high-ranking guests turned their heads one after another, and voluntarily gave way to a road leading directly to the villa.

Seeing this, Murong Fu was very satisfied with everyone's performance. With a swipe, he opened the paper fan in his hand and held it in front of his chest. He saw the words written on the paper fan: "I am a phoenix from the Southern Mountains, how can I be like other birds?"

Murong Fu was surrounded by a beautiful and beautiful girl, she frowned slightly: "Cousin! I'm so panicked, it seems that something bad is about to happen, or we shouldn't go in."

"Hey! Miss Wang, this statement is wrong. We are invited guests. How can the master harm us here? Besides, the master's miraculous skills are astonishing. How can the world be so big that we can't trap us here?" Feng Bo E interrupted and hurriedly answered.

Murong Fu said warmly: "Cousin, look, this is a rare and prosperous age of martial arts, no matter whether Lin En, the so-called head of the Xiaoyao Sect is really as amazing as the outside world says, but this sect is now very powerful, even the genius doctor Xue Muhua is also a member of his sect People, just based on this point, I, Murong Fu, are worthy of my friendship with him, and at that time Fuguo will have a lot of help!"

At this time, Xue Muhua, who was serving as a welcome guest, also saw Murong Fu and hurriedly went out to greet him: "Ah, Mr. Murong is here! Please come in! Please come in!"

Murong Fu, "Master Xue, long time no see, please!"

"Please!"

At this time, many well-known martial arts figures came to the villa, and some famous sects had already been seated in the front row.

For example, in the first few rows, there is Shaolin leader Master Xuanci leading the team, followed by the five great monks Xuannan, Xuandu, Xuanji, Xuannian and Xuandu.

Beggars include Quan Guanqing, Zhang Quanxiang, Li Chunlai and others.

As for more than a dozen well-known martial arts sects in China, such as Jiangnan Shierlianwu, Fujian Kuaijianmen, Qingcheng School, Kunlun School, Diancang School, Qingcheng, Nanhai Penglai, etc., were seated in turn.

There are also small sects such as 32 holes, 72 islands and the Wuliang Sword sect on the outside to cheer on!
On Dali's side came Zen Master Ku Rong from Tianlong Temple, and Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu's father and son came to Duan's family; the three of them enjoyed special treatment and sat on the left side of Xiaoyao Gate.

Duan Yu: "Wow, father, my brother-in-law has created such a big battle! My child, after a little calculation, there are more than a hundred high-ranking gangsters who can be named by their names."

Duan Zhengchun said absently and perfunctorily: "Yu'er, you're right." At this time, the romantic prince's eyes had already been attracted by Mrs. Ma of the Beggar Clan!

I saw Kang Min wearing a lavender gauze draped body with a yellow breast wrap underneath. Her facial features were extremely enchanting, and her figure was convex and forward. Although she was over forty, she was even more charming. Didn't you see that there were many martial arts high-rollers or... Staring greedily or covetously, Kang Min glanced back and forth on the three roads.

Madam Ma seemed to enjoy being the center of attention, when suddenly a familiar face appeared in the crowd.

"It turns out he is a heartless man!" Kang Min thought playfully in his heart.

Kang Min covered her crimson lips with her sleeves, and looked at Duan Zhengchun with drawn eyes.

Duan Zhengchun's face flushed as if he was drunk on the spot, and his heartbeat continued to speed up like a bell and drum.

He shouted the knife in his heart: "Min'er, yes she is my Min'er, I didn't expect that she hasn't forgotten me yet."

Duan Yu seemed to feel that his father's answer was absent-minded, so he turned his head and looked back, seeing his father's bewitched face, he followed his father's gaze.

"Okay, my father and an older mature woman are online.

There are now three concubines in the Zhi family palace. People say that three women play a drama, and the palace is full of "big dramas" all day long.

After receiving my brother-in-law's post on the martial arts conference, my father and I headed to the Central Plains without daring to stay for a moment.

I didn't expect that I could meet my father's old lover in Henan. My father will not find me another mother-in-law again. "

Duan Yu rolled his eyes and kept saying sadly in his heart.

But immediately he was not much better.

(End of this chapter)