When Hengyang is mentioned in the martial arts world, people think of the Hengshan sect, which is located on Hengshan Mountain. With the fame of the mountain, it has become a well-known sect.

Some famous martial arts sects often occupy a mountain and teach tens of thousands of people. They do not listen to the court's orders, farm and grow their own crops, and make a living by themselves. In this respect, they seem to be no different from bandits, the only difference is that they do not rob their homes or homes.

, but in the name of being a chivalrous and righteous person, he can also inform the sect outside. Once he speaks out, everyone will respect him and he will have great status.

This Hengyang is within the radius of the Hengshan Sect's influence, and is the only way to get to Liu Zhengfeng's mansion at the foot of Hengshan Mountain.

It was approaching noon that day, and two men and two women entered through the city gate, walking leisurely with the endless flow of people, looking curiously at the scenery on both sides of the street from time to time.

"Among the ten people in Hengyang City, there are five or six who carry swords. It seems that they are all here to wash their hands with Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin. It's really a big honor." Murong Jiu smiled, obviously not taking it seriously.

"After all, Liu Zhengfeng is also the deputy head of the Hengshan Sect. Although the Hengshan Sect is not very strong, the name of the 'Five Mountains Sword Sect' with Tongqi Lianzhi is very famous. And you haven't noticed that most of these martial arts people are strangers.

"?" Murong Fu explained to her with a smile.

After several days of contact with his cousin, he had a general understanding of her.

To put it simply, he was someone who had a high self-esteem and was arrogant. If he hadn't given the other party a "fat beating" when they first met, and because he was his cousin, Murong Jiu was convinced, otherwise he might have been beaten too.

This girl underestimated her.

This was no match for an outsider. He immediately showed his true colors again, with a rather disdainful tone.

Of course, Murong Jiu is not blindly arrogant out of thin air. She has this arrogant capital. Under Murong Fu's treatment, all the hidden diseases disappeared with the fossil magic skills. Moreover, some of the wrong luck lines she explored on her own became a master after she became a master.

Under Murong Fu's guidance, he was back on track and his skills were even closer.

Based on Murong Fu's estimation of her level, she should be at level sixty-six or seven. At Murong Jiu's age, it is not an exaggeration to call her a genius. This level is already a little higher than many heads.

"So what, there are no tigers or monkeys in the mountains to call themselves kings." Murong Jiu raised his eyebrows and curled his lips.

Murong Fu frowned slightly and said earnestly: "It's okay to say this in private, but don't do it in front of others. You must be careful when speaking and doing things."

"Oh, I understand. Brother, you are so annoying. You are just like my mother."

Hearing Murong Jiu's complaining tone, Murong Fu couldn't help but burst into laughter. After getting to know his cousin well and getting close to him along the way, he became less and less afraid of him.

It is difficult for intimacy and awe to be the same.

"Xingyi, I want this little clay figurine!"

Passing by a roadside stall selling clay figurines, Gu Qianlian was attracted by all kinds of colorful clay figurines, and she couldn't move her feet.

"OK!"

Murong Fu bought a boy and a girl and handed them to Gu Qianlian. The little girl looked around happily.

"Cousin, let me buy you one too."

Gu Renyu asked with some uncertainty.

I kept changing my name, but finally I felt that my cousin was more comfortable with me.

"If you want to buy it, just buy it, why bother asking me!" Murong Jiu said angrily, throwing away his hands and leaving first.

Gu Renyu didn't know why and wanted to chase him, but Murong Fu pulled him back and gave him two clay figures before letting him chase.

After receiving the gift, Murong Jiu's expression softened slightly.

Murong Fu led a few people and inquired along the way, looking for the largest restaurant in Hengyang City - Zuixian Tower, where they might encounter the plot of "Swordsman".

He was not in a hurry, and it didn't matter if he couldn't catch up. Linghu Chong wouldn't die like that anyway.

The business of Zuixian Tower seems to be extraordinary today.

Before entering the building, there were countless strangers outside the door, stretching their necks and looking in. On the first floor, it was even more crowded. A dozen strangers crowded into a small table, and many people bought it.

"Standing ticket", holding a bowl, holding a bowl of water, walking there, sipping in small sips.

There is no way, if you don't consume anything in the restaurant, you will be cleared out within a certain period of time. The more people there are, the shorter this period will be. You just buy a bowl of water to occupy the space.

The table with more than a dozen players was not comfortable either. Their buttocks were barely on the edge of the bench. The tables were filled with the cheapest drinks... They seemed to fade away and tasteless, but they could only endure it.

.

The drinks that can be served on the table are already the minimum consumption, and the time that can be delayed is longer than those players with "standing tickets". No matter how hard it is, you have to endure it, because once you leave the bench, your seat will be gone!

What if a plot mission comes later?

Unfortunately, they can't go up to the second floor. They have been blocked by the NPC who has activated "plot mode", so they can only try their luck on the first floor.

Murong Fu and his party of four came in through the building door and were delighted to see the scene inside.

"Is the business of this restaurant so good? These strangers are also strange. They would rather drink here than leave." Gu Qianlian looked around like a wise man and said with a smile.

"How about we change to another one?" Murong Jiu frowned slightly.

Murong Fu came directly to the counter and said, "Waiter, is there any room on the second floor?"

"Yes, yes! Invite some guests!"

The waiter smiled brightly, pushed aside the crowd, and led them towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

It's a good thing that there are so many customers, but it's very bad if they all come to drink water!

Dong dong dong——

As soon as I came to the stairs, I saw a person "rolling" down from the top... This is really rolling, here is a verb!

The young man fell so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he lay down at the feet of Murong Fu who was walking in front, as if he was kowtowing to him.

A maniacal laugh came from upstairs: "What a trick of the Qingcheng School's 'Buttocks Back Flat on the Sand and Falling Goose Style', I've learned a lesson!" followed by a burst of violent coughing.

"Brother, why do you need to be so generous when we meet? Please get up quickly."

Murong Fu stood with his hands behind his back, his lips half smiling.

The young man who fell down from upstairs was naturally Yu Canghai's disciple Luo Renjie. He was kicked down by Linghu Chong who was seriously injured due to carelessness upstairs. He fell so miserably that he lost all face.

Already.

"Brother Renjie, we can teach Linghu Chong a lesson for you!"

The players waiting on the first floor immediately started making noises. They all looked at Luo Renjie with eager eyes, waiting for him to release the mission.

Don't distinguish between right and wrong? Helping the tyrants to do evil?

It doesn’t exist, the players are super righteous!

Although we will kill people, rob people, and even break the sky for a little reward, we know that we are good players.

Besides, does Luo Renjie really have no sense at all? Doesn’t he just have no sense at all?

No one really thinks so, right?

Players can always start from their own standpoint and find countless reasons to support their actions.
Chapter completed!