Yang Gui and Murong Fu looked out and saw a large ship approaching. The owner of the ship was a beautiful lady, leading a dozen maids with swords in their hands, and rushed into the village menacingly.

Murong Fu frowned, "Why is my aunt here?"

Yang Gui slapped his palms with his hands and remembered that it was at this time that Jiumozhi learned the Xiaowuxiang Kung Fu.

Li Qiushui placed all the secret books collected by her and Wu Yazi in the "Langhuan Jade Cave" of Mantuo Villa. Although there is no real good stuff except Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu, Xiaoyao sect's martial arts are all

It was written by Xiaoyaozi, and may be a reference for deriving the sacred book of Changchun Valley.

He waved his hand briefly to signal Murong Fu to be silent.

The lady on the boat jumped off the boat and rushed into the village menacingly. Sure enough, the servant girl on the village called her "Mrs. Uncle" when she saw her, while the boatman, male worker and others called her "Mrs. Wang".

I heard Mrs. Wang asking repeatedly: "Where is my young lady? Call her out quickly!" "Where are the two ghost girls A'Zhu and A Bi, where did they die?" He ordered the maids under his command: "Quickly grab A'Zhu, A'Bi.

The two little devils Bi came out and chopped off their right hands first before asking any questions."

Yang Gui looked at Murong Fu with a half-smile but said, "How can your aunt live for so many years?"

Murong Fu didn't understand what he meant, "My aunt is the wife of the Wang family. She is a wealthy family in Gusu, and she is related to our Murong family by marriage. Even if she is a little arrogant, she will not be in danger of losing her life?"

"madness."

Yang Gui looked like he hated iron and said: "Mrs. Wang is your aunt. What is this called? This is called a foreign relative. She will cut off the hands of your personal maid as soon as she comes in. What is this called? This is called the exclusive power of a foreign relative. I understand.

Are you here? Whose territory is this Yanziwu? Whose maid is Aju Abi?"

"Even your maid will beheaded at will and killed at will. Everyone in your Yanziwu is afraid of her like a ghost. Who has the final say in Shenhe Village? Will you or your aunt sit on the throne of Dayan in the future?"

"Mr. Yang is right!" Murong Fu's eyes flashed fiercely. His popularity is very extraordinary. Under Yang Gui's guidance, even if he is beaten, he will not easily break his defense. But if someone dares to threaten

To his throne, then...

"My aunt must die!"

Murong Fu wished he could rush out and kill Mrs. Wang to establish his prestige, but Yang Gui quickly grabbed him.

"Are you crazy? When a monarch kills people, he has to create a clever name, frighten his subordinates, and make plans in advance. She has so many martial arts masters in her hands and so many martial arts secrets in her family. If you don't arrange it well, then you kill people.

Isn’t it worth the loss?”

Although this was indeed a conspiracy by Yang Gui to instigate Murong Fu to kill Mrs. Wang, he never expected that Murong Fu would actually rush out and want to kill someone. How is this different from assassinating a common man?

Yang Gui sighed here, while Murong Fu looked very enlightened.

He now feels that the most correct thing he has done in his life is to recognize this teacher. Since he followed Mr. Yang, his vision and resourcefulness have improved by more than one or two levels. He feels that his life in the past twenty years has improved by more than one or two levels.

It's like living in a kindergarten.

He even began to despise his father, what he taught him was nothing. No wonder the old Murong family had been dormant for so many years without making any progress.

At this time, Mrs. Wang asked again: "Has your young master come back? Is he with my young lady?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, she slapped her hard across the face. She would hit anyone she saw, regardless of whether she was a male or female servant. Looking at her skills, her martial arts was not very high, but she was more than capable of punching and kicking those servants.

Originally this was a common occurrence, and Murong Fu never cared about the feelings of his servants.

But after Yang Gui's instigation, he is so angry now. I, a servant of the Murong family, will also be a eunuch and a maid in the future. Even the concubines are so powerful that you can control them. You, a mere relative, dare to beat my servants at will?

The knuckles of Murong Fu's fists were clenched so hard that they turned white, and he whispered to Yang Gui: "Mr. Yang, my aunt can't find anyone and will probably go back soon. Let's go first and hide in Mantuo Villa to see Lang Huan."

Where is the jade cave?"

"Take Jiumozhi with you." Yang Gui looked at the unconscious Jiumozhi, fearing that he would awaken from his deep inner strength and hit several key points, so he used blue and silver entanglements to capture him.

"What are you taking him for?"

"Emperor Murong, is your brain as big as a pine nut? Don't worry about victory, think about defeat first. If things don't work out and your whereabouts are exposed, why don't you just fall out with your aunt? You can throw him out at this time.

Framing someone to blame?"

Oh, I miss you so much, really.

Murong Fu hesitated and did not dare to speak.

The servant of Shenhe Village told Mrs. Wang that his master had gone out with a new acquaintance. Mrs. Wang said, "Let your master stop associating with some unscrupulous people. It will ruin the family tradition of the Murong family."

, being so close has also polluted the air of my Mantuo Villa." He turned around and left.

Yang Gui's expression began to look dangerous.

The two took a boat to Mantuo Villa. As soon as they entered the door, they saw camellia flowers all over the ground and a fresh fragrance of tea.

"My aunt likes these Dali camellias, but hates the people of Dali. I have long suspected that this old lady is schizophrenic."

Murong Fu studied with Yang Gui for a long time, and also learned some modern words: "The rules of Mantuo Villa are that any man who enters the village without permission must have his feet cut off. I have not been here a few times in the past few years, let alone entered."

Langhuan Jade Cave.”

The two of them hid in an empty room and waited quietly.

It wasn't until dark that anyone came in. Murong Fu heard the rustling sound of someone stepping on the withered grass. He looked out from the gap in the window pane and heard the light footsteps of someone walking upstairs. When the person stepped on the steps, he used

The force is gentle and almost silent, which shows that the inner strength is high.

Murong Fu couldn't help but feel nervous. He had never known that there was such a master in Mantuo Villa.

But then he thought about it. When he was attacked that night, not only was it quiet in the dead of night, but there were many hidden weapons outside his room for defense. He still didn't hear any sound. It can be seen that although the man outside the window has high internal strength, he is still Mr. Yang's strength.

Even better.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at Yang Gui beside him, he felt reassured.

I saw the man outside the window stop outside a room, and after twisting the mechanism a few times, a big hole was opened in the wall next to it. There was a cave behind the hole, with all the doors and courtyards, and there were secret doors in several places in the courtyard.

Murong Fu was overjoyed and whispered: "Mr. Yang, this is the Langhuan Jade Cave!"

Murong Fu looked at the man outside. He had a green robe, long hair hanging down his back, and gray hair. He seemed to be very old. He was reading a book with an oil lamp in his hand, and turned his face. His face was smooth and his complexion was fair. He looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, but he still had

Childlike face.

Murong Fu was shocked: "Why is Ding Chunqiu here?"

Then he thought: "Yes, he is my aunt's father, so he is naturally here. But I don't know if I can control this old monster."

Ding Chunqiu looked at the book, followed the records in the book, and breathed in and out, as if he was practicing some kind of martial arts. Suddenly he heard a woman's voice downstairs shouting: "Dad, are you here?"

Ding Chunqiu took a long breath, held his belly with both hands, and then replied: "Yes, come up!"

Mrs. Wang did not come up, but said below: "Dad, you'd better come out quickly. Shaolin Temple's old monk Xuanbei was beaten to death with a big Vedu pestle. Shaolin Temple suspected that Fuer was responsible. He brought his family generals to Shaolin to explain, but he

Yuyan was also abducted!"

"Hmph, that's a stupid explanation." Ding Chunqiu's words were full of disdain: "With Murong Fu's little skill, how can he beat Xuanbei to death?"

Mrs. Wang said: "Dad, you did it, didn't you?" The old man said: "No! Why should I kill the Shaolin monk?"

Mrs. Wang said: "Fu'er's father died early. Instead, he relied on Yuyan to teach him a few tricks. He was overwhelmed by women. He didn't have any manliness, but he was so miserable! Dad, I'd better ask you to give me some advice."

Ding Chunqiu shook his head and said: "He thinks that his family's 'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi' Kung Fu is great. He looks down on the Xingxiu Sect and refuses to be my disciple. Why should I teach him martial arts?"

He paused for a while and couldn't help but put down the book, "Why don't you come up yet and insist on me teaching that boy Murong Fu?"

After calling twice, there was no response. Ding Chunqiu put the book down on the table and said angrily: "You even got angry with your father!"

He turned around and went downstairs, only to find Mrs. Wang lying on the ground, dead or alive.

Ding Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, and then the warning signal sounded.

But it was already too late. While he was stunned, powerful internal energy came from the left and right.

"Well?"

Ding Chunqiu was shocked, and jumped up to avoid the palm on the right side, but the power of the left palm seemed to be able to turn, and followed Ding Chunqiu into the sky.

Ding Chunqiu was so frightened that he almost fell from the sky, "Qiu...Qiu...Uncle Master, are you here?"

There was no reply from the imaginary female voice, but three more golden balls of light rushed up. They merged with the curved light wave in front of his head.

"call……"

Ding Chunqiu breathed a sigh of relief. Although Li Qiushui's white rainbow palm power could turn corners, it was invisible and colorless and did not have such a dazzling golden light.

Just as his mind settled down, his sleeves shook, and he held out one palm, wanting to use his palm to receive the power of the three luminous waves. As he approached, he suddenly realized that although the power of this palm was not the White Rainbow Palm, it was more powerful than his master's wife.

.

Ding Chunqiu was horrified, knowing that if he used one palm to greet him, his arms and wrists would be broken, and his whole body might be shattered. In the crisis, he withdrew his palms, twisted his body with his elbows, and kicked his feet three times in the air.

Pai's Qinggong floated two feet out of thin air and barely managed to dodge four palm strikes.

He was only hit head-on by the force of these four palms, and almost lost his balance and fell down.

Ding Chunqiu reluctantly stood still on the second floor, shocked and angry, "Which friend made this kind of joke to me? You are so skilled, but you hide your head and tail, it is not the behavior of a hero!"

Only a chuckle was heard in the darkness, "You, Old Monster Ding, tell others about the rules of the world. What is a hero's doing? To deal with crooked ways like yours, there is no need to talk about the rules of the world."

Yang Gui had never studied Wang Nangu's "Poison Classic" or Hu Qingniu's detoxification methods, and he had no intention of competing with Ding Chunqiu to see who had the best poisoning techniques.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

He was afraid that Ding Chunqiu was poisonous, so he just kept his distance and attacked from a distance, and directly used Ding Chunqiu's princely tactics.

Yang Gui stood downstairs and pushed out dozens of palms in a row. The afterimages of his palms were all in front of him at such a fast speed, and the internal energy of countless light balls bombarded Ding Chunqiu wildly.
To be continued...