"Yu Yan, why are you here with me? Aren't you afraid of being scolded by your aunt?"

Murong Fu looked at Wang Yuyan with a smile and said softly.

Looking at his smile as warm as the morning sun and listening to his soft and mellow voice, Wang Yuyan, a love-minded little girl, couldn't help but blush slightly, lowered her head and eyebrows in embarrassment, and said in a beautiful voice as gentle and touching as a nightingale.

:

"I was in the village, and I heard the maids and women who came back from doing business say that many famous martial arts figures have died in the world recently. They all died due to their own stunts that made them famous.

"There are rumors in the world that those people were killed by my cousin using the method of 'treating them the same way they were treated'... I was really worried, so I sneaked out to see my cousin."

Murong Fu smiled slightly:

"Now that you see me, are you relieved?"

Wang Yuyan nodded and shook her head:

"Of course Yuyan is happy to see that her cousin is fine. But...the murder of those famous martial arts figures..."

Murong Fu smiled and said:

"Of course I didn't do it. As you know, Yuyan, I have hardly left home in the past three years. The furthest I've ever been was boating in Taihu Lake. I haven't been in the martial arts for a long time."

Wang Yuyan said:

"Of course Yu Yan knows it. But people in the world don't know it! As the saying goes, a lot of people make a fortune, but a lot of people lose their bones. If all the people in the martial arts world believe that you, my cousin, killed someone, then even if you didn't do it, you

I have to suffer this unfair injustice."

Seeing that Wang Yuyan's eyebrows were filled with worry, Murong Fu couldn't help but frown and nodded slowly:

"What you say makes sense. I, Murong Fu, cannot suffer injustice in vain."

Deng Baichuan spoke at the right time:

"What do you plan to do, young master? Come out of the martial arts world again, find out the real murderer, and give an explanation to the martial arts people?"

Well, the focus of Deng Baichuan is actually the four words "come back to the world".

After living in seclusion in Yanziwu Canhezhuang for three full years, it is time for Nan Murong to return to the world and show his majesty!

Otherwise, the young master’s reputation may be completely overshadowed by the now-famous “Northern Beggar” Qiao Feng!

Seeing the four generals looking at him with bright eyes and full of expectation, Murong Fu couldn't help but become serious, walked back and forth for a few steps with his hands behind his back, waved his hand and said decisively:

"I have decided! Post hero posts widely, invite martial arts heroes, hold a martial arts conference, and give them a formal explanation!"

"Ah?"

The four generals were all startled and looked at each other:

Post hero posts widely, invite martial arts heroes, and hold a martial arts conference?

What is this method of operation?

Is it necessary to play so big?

Or does the young master have a deeper intention?

Seeing that the four generals had puzzled faces, Wang Yuyan, Abi, and A'zhu also had blank eyes, Murong Fu said in a deep voice:

"It's too troublesome for each family to explain the past. I don't want to waste time and effort running around. So I just gathered everyone together and held a hero meeting to explain the matter clearly."

Gong Yeqian humbly asks for advice:

"Sir, how do we make things clear? Do we need to catch the real culprit first and then put him on trial in public?"

"That's not necessary."

Murong Fu shook his head and said leisurely:

"How troublesome is it to catch the real culprit? There are no clues, and we are trying to catch him like a headless fly. How can we catch the culprit?"

Feng Boe said blankly:

"But if we can't catch the real culprit, how can we explain the matter clearly and clear the grievances?"

Murong Fu said lightly:

"It doesn't matter. If anyone wants to wrong me, I will admit it first. Then I will kill all the people who wronged me. If there is no one who has wronged me, then won't I be innocent?"

His tone was so understated that the four people would habitually nod in agreement:

"Young master, this plan is very serious..."

Halfway through the words, when they came back to their senses, the four generals were shocked again and looked at Murong Fu with shock on their faces:

"Sir, what did you say?"

A'Zhu, A Bi, and Wang Yuyan couldn't help but open their little mouths and their eyes were stunned.

Murong Fu still looked calm and calm, with his hands behind his back and he said leisurely:

"In short, this heroes conference is going to focus on Murong Fu, who will face the heroes of the world, single-handedly defeat the heroes, subdue the martial arts, and be promoted to the leader of the martial arts alliance, and even the myth of the martial arts!

"I have already thought about the format of the hero post. The title is sixteen big characters: First kill Shaolin, then destroy the Beggar Clan. Only I, Murong, will be the king of martial arts!

"These sixteen characters must be written in wild cursive, and there must be some sword meaning hidden between the lines. When people open it and look at it, they will feel a stinging pain in the center of their eyebrows and awe-inspiring emotions, as if a sharp sword is stabbing their face, making people instinctively want to dodge. "Well, I'm afraid you can't write this kind of wild sword intent. I'll do it myself."

As he spoke, he looked at everyone with a smile and asked with a smile:

"What do you think of my young master's idea? Does it vividly show that this young master does not take the heroes of the world in his eyes?

"After defeating everyone, you think I sneered and said: A chicken or a dog is vulnerable. The heroes of the world are nothing more than mediocrity! Still, I roared and said: From now on in the martial arts world, I am a myth! Which one is better? Domineering?"

"..."

Feng BoE's eyes widened and his mouth opened so wide that he could see his throat.

He said to himself that I, Feng Laosi, can be considered aggressive, but compared with you, the young master, I am really not even worthy of carrying shoes!

But to say such crazy things...

Will Gusu Murong be eliminated after this battle?

Of course I, Feng Laosi, am willing to risk my life to accompany the young master, even through mountains of fire and fire, I will not even frown.

But Master, you are not married yet, and the Murong family still has no heirs!

Feng Laosi's mental activities are extremely rich, but unfortunately he has always been faster with his hands than his brain. In shock, he temporarily forgot to speak out what was in his heart.

Deng Baichuan quickly persuaded:

"Young master, although your martial arts skills are invincible, but... As the saying goes, two fists are hard to defeat four hands, and a good man cannot stand against a large number of people. Then even if we add the four of us and Aju Abi, facing the heroes of the world... Isn't this, too

Is it too weak to be alone?"

Murong Fuxu looked at Deng Baichuan and muttered in his heart:

Oh, I bet you also know that I am only six of your subordinates!

How about leading people to block the door every day, urging me to cheer up and restore my country?

At this time, Abi clenched her fists and said resolutely:

"I have no problem facing off against all the heroes in the world. Although my martial arts skills are ineffective, I can still block a few swords for you."

A'Zhu also whispered:

"Me too. Abi will guard the left, and I will guard the right. Unless we fall, we will never let the young master get stabbed."

Gongye Qianze said in a dull voice:

"Of course we are all willing to follow the Young Master and fight to the end. But Young Master, those sixteen big characters are indeed a bit too crazy and very hateful."

If the package is different, you will laugh:

"No, no! The young master will be the king of the world in the future. Now, why not defeat the heroes of the world in advance and become the leader of the martial arts alliance?

"However, Shaolin and the Beggar Clan are both big forces. There are so many experts, not to mention, the key is that there are too many of them.

"In Shaolin, our temple may not have too many martial monks, but lay disciples can be found in all walks of life all over the world. The Beggar Gang has hundreds of thousands of disciples. If we destroy these two major forces, we will probably make too many enemies.

It hinders the master's plan to restore the country..."

Hey!

Lao Bao, when did you get the idea?

You actually have the consciousness not to make too many enemies?

Murong Fu glanced at Bao BuTong in surprise and nodded appreciatively.

When Bao BuTong saw this, he felt secretly happy, thinking that the young master had accepted his roundabout advice.

Unexpectedly, Murong Fu waved his hand immediately:

"Everyone's opinions are very good! But I have made up my mind. The matter of the martial arts conference is decided like this!

"Okay, let's continue playing mahjong. I'll go back and write the post myself. Yuyan, if you can play a little longer, it doesn't matter if you play all night. Tomorrow I'll send Brother Bao, Brother Feng and A'Zhu Abi to take you back.

"By the way, I will write a handwritten letter to my aunt to let her know that if she criticizes you again, I will personally come to Mantuo Villa and practice the Six Meridians Divine Sword for her!"

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and a green sword energy shot out, spanning three feet, and with a clang, split a copper crane-billed incense burner into two.
Chapter completed!