Traveling through the villains of Shaoge: Dark River Chaos into the Golden Book World

"Huansha is not allowed." When Murong Fu just heard the words "Nine Yin Scriptures", his eyes were shining, but if he were to exchange for the martial arts handed down by his family, how could he be worthy of his ancestors.

Murong Huansha shook her head slightly. She felt that her uncle's vision was too narrow. They had already learned this martial art that has changed forever. It would be a waste to cherish it like this all the time. It would be better to exchange it with others for other top skills.

Wanting to achieve great things, but always timid in doing things, she is really not optimistic about Murong Fu's success.

Noticing that Bao BuTong wanted to make things difficult for him, Su Changhe suddenly smiled: "I have an inseparable relationship with Master Baixiao of Beili, and I also like to collect martial arts from all over the world."

He turned around and looked at the preoccupied Wang Yuyan.

"Just this morning, I exchanged the secret book of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with Miss Wang for all the martial arts in Langhuan Yudong in Mantuo Villa."

"Miss Wang also said just now that she wants to give the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique to Mr. Murong."

There was a flash of light in Murong Fu's eyes, and he immediately let go of his guard against Su Changhe, but instead had a slight liking for him, stretched out his hand and slowly grasped Wang Yuyan's snow-white wrist, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and his tone was also very gentle.

"Thank you Yuyan, you have done so much for me."

Wang Yuyan was very happy in her heart, but there were so many people around, a blush appeared on her fair face, but it was rare for her cousin to be so gentle to her, so she let him hold her like this.

Vermilion lips parted lightly, and the voice was like a mosquito: "For my cousin, everything is worth doing."

"So they are a couple." Li Xinyue, who was nearby, felt that the two were quite a match.

"That's hard to say." Su Changhe came behind her with a strange smile.

"Could it be that you also have thoughts about that Miss Wang?" Li Xinyue's eyes suddenly became very dangerous.

Su Changhe shrank his pupils, and quickly waved his hands: "I just admire her."

I thought to myself: "Strange, why am I subconsciously afraid of Li Xinyue, she is not my wife?"

Just when the atmosphere in the hall was in a delicate state, Abi hurried forward to report.

"Master is not well. There is a foreign monk with strong martial arts outside the villa who wants to see you."

"Hmph, haven't these cats and dogs been beaten enough by the miss?" Bao BuTong looked disdainful.

Murong Huansha frowned slightly. Although Abi's martial arts is not high, she is also a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. She has very high standards for judging masters. To be called a master by her, at least her cultivation level is not lower than that of her second uncle. .

"That's right!" Abi slapped her head and suddenly remembered something, "That monk is the one who chased and killed Mr. Duan that day."

Su Changhe rubbed his nose and said, "The fan monk mentioned by Miss Abi should be the Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi."

"Jumozhi!" Murong Huansha frowned slightly, this man is not easy to deal with.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said: "This person is a martial idiot. Challenging the second uncle is just an excuse. In fact, he wants to steal back Shi Shuige's martial arts secrets."

"Hmph, how capable is a mere fan monk from a big snow mountain?" Murong Fu looked disdainful, thinking that Jiumozhi was no better than those third-rate masters.

"Hahaha, Your Excellency's tone is so arrogant!" As soon as the voice finished speaking, a powerful sneer sounded from somewhere in the hall.

Li Xinyue's complexion changed slightly, and she judged from the aura of that person's mouth that this person's cultivation base was at least the Fuyao state in the Xiaoyaotian state, and his skill was far better than that of Meng Shentong that day.

"Bang!" After a loud noise, a big hole was broken in the center of the roof of the hall, and a monk wearing a yellow robe fell from the air. He was less than 50 years old, wearing cloth clothes and sandals, and his face was full of radiance. Just like bright jewels and jade, they will naturally shine.

"This Jiumozhi is exactly the same as the description in the book." Su Changhe thought to himself.

Jiumozhi clasped his palms together, and after performing the Buddhist ceremony, he glanced at everyone present, and said with a smile:

"Old Master Murong was a close friend of the monks in the past, but today I only want to offer incense in front of the grave of Old Master Murong."

"So he didn't come here to find trouble." Li Xinyue didn't know what kind of person he was, so she immediately let go of her sword intent.

"Master, please sit down." Murong Huansha signaled the four families to retreat, and smiled faintly, "To go to my grandfather's grave, you must pass by Huanshishui Pavilion. The road there is a bit complicated, why don't I take you there?"

Jiumozhi's face turned cold: "Could it be that the little girl thinks that the little monk doesn't even know the way?"

"No and no." Bao Ditong looked at him unkindly, "Whether your Excellency is here to offer incense to the old owner, or to return Shi Shuige's martial arts secrets, you must be very clear in your heart!"

Su Changhe felt that Bao BuTong always likes to argue and is outspoken. He is completely unflattering on both sides. Even if he is not beaten to death by Murong Fu like in the original book, he will be beaten to death by other people.

Sure enough, when Jiumozhi heard this, his face showed a cold light, he mobilized his inner energy and simply waved his hand, then a thunderous gust of palm wind sent Bao Dongfei flying, he fell to the ground and vomited blood fiercely, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Naturally, Murong Fu would not just sit back and watch his subordinates be humiliated, he drew out his long sword and stabbed at him, Deng Baichuan, Gongyegan, Fengbo'e three generals also came after him, each resorted to their unique skills to besiege Jiumozhi.

Li Xinyue immediately grabbed Wang Yuyan and Abi and jumped out of the ring, while Su Changhe and Murong Huansha retreated to the corner.

Wang Yuyan anxiously observed the battle situation on the field, and kept saying reminders.

"Cousin, this great monk wants to attack your Shenting acupoint, quickly use the seventh form of the rusty sword's nineteenth form."

"Cousin, the great monk's finger-picking is a false move, and the real ultimate move is the finger of no-phase robbery."

"cousin."

Jiumozhi frowned slightly. He almost defeated Murong Fu and the three generals several times, but because of Wang Yuyan's reminder, he used the best counter move in advance. A group of scorching flames spread out.

The three generals were directly knocked out, only Murong Fu stretched out his hand and pushed, and turned his wrist again, the saber energy was directly transferred, and the table beside him exploded.

"It's interesting!" Jiumozhi was full of fighting spirit and wanted to continue to attack.

Suddenly, the warning sign in his heart moved three feet horizontally, and a sharp finger wind passed through three inches from his oblique side, breaking the beam above him.

"It's such a good hand. I didn't expect that Murong Fu didn't master the kung fu, but his niece managed it." Jiumozhi glanced at Murong Huansha with a surprised look.

Turning around to look at Murong Fu, he couldn't help sneering: "It turns out that the dignified Nan Murong needs the help of the two little girls to be able to fight against the little monk."

"It's such a pity. In the two generations of the Murong family, only the old owner and your deceased brother can be counted as characters!"

The corners of Murong Fu's mouth twitched non-stop, obviously he had been hit by a provocative trick, he turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan and Murong Huansha.

"Cousin, Huansha, you must not help me, this is a fair duel!"

Su Changhe secretly cursed "idiot", no wonder Murong Fu couldn't make it, why didn't he say it was fair when the three generals besieged Jiumozhi just now?

Obviously, this guy can't be a good person, and he can't understand how to be a bad person. He can only be a stupid person.