Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu glanced at Ah Er and took the letter into his hand. He smiled coldly and said, I heard that Princess Zhao Min is good at using poison, but I don't know whether it is true or not. Do you think there is any poison hidden in this letter?

Ah Er instinctively took a few steps back. He didn't know whether Zhao Min was hiding a poison or not. If he offended Murong Fu, he would be the unlucky one. He said in a deep voice: If you are afraid, don't open it.

You'd better pray that there's no poison here. If it is, I'll have to deal with you. Murong Fu looked at the beautiful handwriting on the envelope and opened it nonchalantly. M..

Wow~

A stream of white powder suddenly floated out of the envelope. As expected, Zhao Min, the witch, had hidden poison in the letter.

Golden silkworm poison!

The people of the Yuan Dynasty backed away in fear, fearing that they would be contaminated by a trace. This poison was invisible and colorless. The poisoned person was like thousands of silkworms biting around the body at the same time. The pain was unbearable and indescribable.

Murong Fu had a calm expression on his face and drank tea and water by himself, completely ignoring the golden silkworm poison.

Seeing the words is like seeing the face. I have heard for a long time that Mr. Murong used his own way to repay the reputation of his body. It is a pity that we can't see him at first sight.

Min, knowing that the young master bears the hatred of the country and his family, is willing to use the power of the Yuan Kingdom to help the young master express his ambition...

Murong Fu snorted coldly and thought to himself, Zhao Min really understands people's hearts. In just a few words, she wanted to block her own way.

Part threat, part intimidation.

He wanted to threaten Murong with his disloyalty to the Song Dynasty and his determination to restore the country.

If it had been anyone else, he would have thought he was hugging his thigh, but Murong Fu knew very well that Zhao Min was a she-wolf, cunning and cunning, eating people without spitting out bones.

Working with her is undoubtedly like seeking skin from a tiger.

You? Why are you okay? Ah Er couldn't believe it. Murong Fu had finished reading the letter and was still sitting there with no trace of poisoning.

Me? Murong Fu looked at Ah Er calmly and asked calmly: I heard that there is a magic medicine in the Yuan Kingdom called Black Jade Intermittent Ointment. I don't know whether it is true or not?

Huh? Of course it's true. Ah Er said proudly.

Very good, I said before that if there is poison in the letter, I can only wrong you a little! Murong Fu's voice suddenly became sharp, and since then he turned into an afterimage and punched Ah Er.

Be careful! Wuxiang Bodhisattva warned.

I should have known you would sneak up on me!

Ah Er seemed to have been prepared, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his inner strength suddenly burst out, and he raised his fist to hit Murong Fu's jaw.

Sneak attack?

Murong Fu had a look of disdain on his face, and the inner energy of the Small Wuxiang Kung was injected into his fists, urging him to punch with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

The two fists faced each other, causing a sound of bone cracking.

A'er's originally confident expression froze in an instant, and he flew backwards and was embedded in the wall like Dalba, with the ulna of his right arm broken into three pieces.

Shocked: How do you know the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu?

Did Darba use it before? Did he learn from it? Wuxiang Bodhisattva was secretly shocked in his heart. He was so frightened by the way he used it.

Murong Fu stood with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: Go back and tell your princess, stop scaring me with unfounded things. Next time, even if she hides in Dadu all her life, I can still find her.

Don't worry, I will tell the princess every word. Wuxiang Bodhisattva didn't want to fight with Murong Fu again. She was strong in mental power. If the other party learned from her, the gain would outweigh the loss.

He quickly greeted his subordinates and left with the three injured people. Before leaving, he wisely paid for the damage to the hotel and also helped Murong Fu buy a bill.

sensible!

It turns out he is Master Murong, no wonder he dares to hit Yuan Ren!

Nan Murong's reputation is definitely not in vain. I have really saved face for my Song people.

Mr. Murong is mighty. If I can be half as powerful as him, I must go to the border to show off our country's prestige!

...

After Yuan Ren left, the restaurant became lively again, with couples and groups of three and five.

They secretly looked at Murong Fu sitting by the window, lowered their heads and whispered.

There were even a few men with ill intentions who went home and called all their sisters, cousins, and sisters-in-law over.

They gathered around Murong Fu and stood there doing nothing, discharging their energy.

The waiter in the restaurant couldn't stand it and asked quietly: Sir, should I change you to a private room?

It doesn't matter, the air here is good. Murong Fu drank the wine calmly and looked out the window.

But they found that the downstairs was already crowded, and someone shouted loudly.

Look, it's Mr. Murong!

What a handsome man?

Wow, I can't stand it anymore, I want to give him a raw monkey!

...

Murong Fu smiled slightly and drank the wine with satisfaction. This was the effect he wanted.

Such popularity is the treatment he, Nan Murong, deserves.

I didn't expect that hitting a foreigner would be so effective.

Next time, try another one.

Um?

Just a Japanese who had a good life as a child.

This group of guys hang out at the beach all day long, go to the shore to rob, break up a bigger place, and always want to come to the Central Plains to do some fishing.

It seems that there is a dog named Inukai Twenty-san who has been very arrogant recently. When he returns, he will be the first to kill him and increase the favorability of the fans.

I'm Ding Dian of Jingmen. I wonder if I can talk to Mr. Murong. A somewhat bookish young man in white came up and saluted Murong Fu.

Ding Dian? Murong Fu raised his eyes and saw a young man dressed like a scholar standing in front of him.

After looking up and down, I couldn't tell whether the other party was practicing Shenzhao Sutra at this moment.

Zhenhu City is here! Ding Dian said happily.

Who doesn’t know about the Great Love Saint?

Because of a woman, I was fucked to death by a third-rate guy.

A tendon within a tendon!

I've heard of Brother Ding for a long time. Please sit down. Murong Fu said politely.

Ding Dian did not expect that Murong Fu had no airs at all. Not only did he not dislike him for being a small person, he also generously invited him to sit down and said quickly: Thank you, Mr. Murong.

We are both from the martial arts world and there is no need to be polite. Murong Fu reached out and poured a glass of old wine to the other person. He pushed it gently and found that the other person had no internal energy at all. He thought that he was just starting out and was still a rookie.

He was thinking about whether to go with the other party and take the Divine Light Sutra as his own.

Ding Dian took the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, his eyes shining as he said, I saw Mr. Murong teach the Yuan people a lesson earlier. It really brought bad temper to our Song country.

This is a trivial matter. I see that Brother Ding has excellent bones and good luck. I am afraid that some adventure will happen to him soon and he will do something great in the future. Murong Fu said with a smile.

Really?

Ding Dian didn't expect that Murong Fu would think highly of him. He danced like a shy big boy for a moment and couldn't express his excited words clearly.

Believe in yourself, you are the best, but that's all. Murong Fu kindly reminded: You Hongluan star is moving, hiding evil aura, and you may be robbed by love. Remember to be careful when you see the woman you like in the future. It is best to turn around and leave.

Ding Dian frowned, Lao Gao said in surprise: Am I going to be alone forever?