Doomsday super smelting system

Chapter 96
'After waiting for a long time, a decent one finally came. '

Su Xinghe looked at the humble and polite Murong Fu, who was neither humble nor overbearing, with a handsome face, and finally showed a look of satisfaction. Although this person was a little older than that Duan Yu boy, his appearance was somewhat of the Happy School qualifications.

Smiling, he also waved his hands to signal Murong Fu to go forward and play chess, but Jiumozhi, who was supposed to get up and leave his seat, turned his eyes and sat back, looked at Murong Fu with a smile, and said: "Amitabha, so it is Murong Fu." Young Master is here, Young Master Murong, since Naifu and Xiaoseng are old friends, Xiaoseng would like to remind you, you should not play this chess game."

Jiumozhi had good intentions. He wanted to read all the martial arts in the world and find his own way. Therefore, he was just trying to win Murong Fu's favor at this moment and plan for the future. However, he didn't know that Murong Fu's appearance on the surface was He is a gentleman, but secretly he is petty. After hearing what Jiumozhi said, not only was he not grateful, but he felt that the monk had underestimated him, and he was even more unhappy. He wanted to try it even if the chess game was about to happen!
"Huh!" Laughing coldly, he turned away to say hello to the group of monks who arrived quietly at some time, and flirted with Ding Chunqiu hypocritically, then glanced at Jiumozhi slightly annoyed. With a glance, he also turned around the chessboard.

When it comes to martial arts, this Murong Fu still has some merits, but when it comes to chess skills, this guy may even beat Duan Yu by more than a block, so after only one lap, he felt that the chess game was profound and profound, as if he was going that way. There is a way to survive, but after two or three steps, you are completely desperate.

This made him seem to see that his great cause of prosperity is like this white chess piece. There are opportunities everywhere, but there are murderous opportunities everywhere. He can always see success in sight, but he is always ruthlessly crushed in the next second.

Everyone present noticed his anomaly, and those people who were watching the excitement naturally talked about Murong Fu's high martial arts, but it's normal that Murong Fu's chess skills are not good, and maybe he will be like Ding Chunqiu and the monk Fanbang in the next moment. He escaped from the illusion by himself.

In fact, they were not the only ones present who thought this way, even Ding Chunqiu, Jiumozhi and even Su Xinghe thought so.

It's just that the three of them felt a layer of disappointment and contempt towards Murong Fu.

The contempt naturally came from Ding Chunqiu. He was aloof, arrogant and extreme by nature. Murong Fu stole his limelight when he came, which already made him unhappy. However, Murong Fu was at least worthy of Mr. Ding, which slightly balanced him out. , but seeing his performance at this moment, I feel that this Murong Fu is not worthy of his name, and he is probably much worse than the Zhou Yuwu he met two months ago.

Among the three heroes, Qiao Feng fought in the frontier for more than ten years, and his reputation was earned by punching and palming. His strength is not in vain. Zhou Yuwu personally experienced it two months ago, and his strength is really unpredictable. Thinking, this Murong Fu might be ashamed of Sanying's name, but he is a man who deserves a false name!

Not to mention Ding ChunQiu's contempt for Murong Fu, but to say that Jiumozhi is slightly happy: "I told you to show me face for not listening to my persuasion just now, and let you learn some lessons!" '

Other monks are calm and uncontested, but this Jiumozhi is just the opposite, he is full of the temperament of a warrior, he is always looking for others to compete in martial arts, he is eager to win, he just received Murong Fu's cold eyes, and his heart is naturally unhappy .

As time passed, Murong Fu did not break free from the illusion as people thought, on the contrary, he seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper, not only sweating profusely on his face, but also muttering to himself, "My great cause of becoming rich is over. .” Or something like “My Murong family is over…” and so on.

His behavior became even more insane, he drew his sword and forced Bao BuTong and Feng BoE who rushed forward to dissuade him to retreat, and suddenly cut his sword across his throat, and fell to his knees, with tears all over his face, and cried out in grief: "Murong Fu Ashamed of ancestor Murong, the only way to apologize is to die!!"

"Master Murong!!"

"Son!!!"

"My lord can't do it!!"

When Murong Fu came out, all the spectators were startled, especially Jiumozhi and Bao Budong's troublesome three were so frightened that their hearts trembled. Fortunately, Jiumozhi's martial arts were very strong, and Murong Fu Four or five steps away from him, he saw his fingers lightly twirling like a flower, flicking his fingers lightly, a stream of inner energy flicked on the back of Murong Fu's sword-holding hand in an instant.

"Dang!~~"

The long sword fell to the ground, and Murong Fu also woke up at this time because of the pain on the back of his hand, but the wetness in his throat made his heart skip a beat. Speaking of which, he was not ignorant of what happened just now, and he even knew it a little bit. Clearly!
All of a sudden, Murong Fu picked up the long sword on the ground in a state of embarrassment without the demeanor of a martial artist, like Ding Chunqiu and Jiumozhi, he didn't dare to look at the chess game again, thanked Jiumozhi disheartenedly, and prepared to leave. It's too embarrassing, but it's hard for him to stay here any longer!
"Hahahaha...Murong Fu, who is a great martial artist, is in such a mess. This Zhenlong chess game is really exciting!!"

The voice of the person came first, hoarse and deep, but it could be clearly heard by everyone. It was obvious that the person who made the voice was a master with profound internal energy.

"Hu~~"

A gust of wind blows, and a figure appears three steps away from Ding Chunqiu like a ghost. The person who comes is as thin as a bamboo pole, and looks a bit handsome, but no matter how you look at it, it gives people the illusion of a deer-headed mouse.

"The Four Great Evils pay homage to Mr. Congbian Su Xinghe! I'm Yun Zhonghe." Yes, this man as thin as a bamboo pole is none other than Yun Zhonghe, the fourth of the Four Great Evils: "My boss received an invitation from Mr. Su I am so happy that I can put down everything in my hands and come and play chess!”

"Hmph! You are so arrogant of the Four Great Evil Ones, but there are only two of them right now? But you still call yourself the Four Great Evil Ones. Is it because you are afraid that people will find out that you have fewer people and will seek revenge?"

Although this Yun Zhonghe was Mr. Su who was open-mouthed and closed-mouthed, his tone and demeanor did not show the slightest respect, and even a little arrogant, as if he and Duan Yanqing's arrival had given Su Xinghe so much face. Ding Chunqiu looked extremely unhappy.

If he had already been expelled from the door by Wu Yazi, Su Xinghe was none of his business, but he is narrow-minded and extreme, he only felt that Su Xinghe was humiliated in front of him, as if his own face was dull, he couldn't help Speak loudly.

"You!..." Yun Zhonghe glared angrily, and when he mentioned the downsizing, he burst into anger.

"Duang! Duang! Duang!!" At this moment, a lame, bald, ugly old man walked up a mountain road with a pair of iron crutches, glanced at Ding Chunqiu with disdain, and then comforted Yun Zhonghe: "Old four Don’t pay attention to other people’s remarks, if anyone wants to seek revenge from us, let him come.”

It has to be said that Duan Yanqing has the absolute right to speak among the four villains, his words are almost like imperial edicts.Therefore Yun Zhonghe had no choice but to back down, not even giving Ding Chunqiu an angry look.

(End of this chapter)