Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 289 Murong Fu's face is thicker than a city wall!

Master Huilun turned to Ling Feng and said, "Master Ling Feng, we will meet later."

"Master, there will be a period later."

Master Huilun immediately bid farewell to Xu Zhu and other monks, and went down the mountain.

Soon, only the Gusu Murong faction remained in the bustling Leigu Mountain.

Su Xinghe frowned slightly, and asked bluntly: "You guys, why don't you leave? Didn't you get the old man's calligraphy and painting? I'm sorry, the calligraphy and painting have been taken away, you should work harder next time."

The Xiaoyao faction speaks like this.

Fortunately, I am handsome, and I have become the head of the Xiaoyao Sect by virtue of his face.

Ling Feng felt secretly refreshed.

Being reprimanded by Su Xinghe, Murong Fu did not blush and his heart skipped a beat, and still maintained his usual "elegant demeanor".

"Senior Su, you have misunderstood me. Although my Murong family is no longer the royal family of Dayan, I still have a fortune in antique calligraphy and painting. I stayed here not to beg for calligraphy and painting, but to have a relationship with the head of your sect, Mr. Ling Feng. , talk a few words."

This Murong Fu is really thick-skinned and thick-skinned.

If you hurt you so much, you're fine.

You can be considered awesome.

Ling Feng sneered, and just as he was about to respond, Su Xinghe said coldly:
"My sect leader is extremely honorable. How can you chat with me whenever you want? Make an appointment. When my sect leader becomes interested, I will call you again."

shit.

Brother Xinghe!
You are not good, are you?

I respect you as a senior brother, you can't do that either!

Leave some time to force me to pretend, okay?

When Shizun was around, Shizun pretended to be forced by the Xiaoyao faction.

Now that the master is dead, you have pretended to be forced by the Xiaoyao faction. As the head of the Xiaoyao faction, don't I just eat for nothing?
Ling Feng felt slightly annoyed.

Murong Fu sighed, "Master Ling Feng, the bet that Azhu Abi made with you before, we are willing to admit defeat."

Azhu Abi's face paled immediately!

"Son!"

"No, my lord! Don't send us to this Ling!"

Murong Fu said with a livid face: "You bet yourself with the head of Ling, and now you lose, you will naturally have to bear the responsibility. Otherwise, wouldn't my Murong family be laughed at by people in the Jianghu for our broken promises?"

"Young Master! Woohoo! We were wrong!"

"My lord, it's because we don't know the depth, please, beg Ling Feng to be the head of the sect for us!"

"You two don't need to say much!" Murong Fu said coldly: "The Murong family has treated you well in nurturing you. Although you are called servant girls, you are actually living a life like little masters. Now, it is you who repay the favor." It's time for the Murong family."

The meaning of these words could not be more obvious.

Murong Fu just wants to give Azhu Abi to Ling Feng, and use these two beauties to win over Ling Feng's heart.

Murong Fu, this guy, for the sake of restoring the country, he doesn't even want women.

Ling Feng's heart was full of contempt for people like Murong Fu.

Murong Fu cupped his hands and said to Ling Feng: "Master Ling, don't worry, I have always regarded Azhu Abi as my younger sister. They also have the same surname as me, and they have always guarded themselves like jade. Now that they can serve Master Ling Feng, I am also happy for them."

Ling Feng smiled faintly, "Yes, I am also happy for them to leave your Murong family."

The muscles on Murong Fu's face twitched slightly.

Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Although the head brother has just joined the Xiaoyao Sect, he already has the style of respecting his master."

I mean, it's good enough.

Ling Feng smiled complacently.

Murong Fu gritted his teeth, suppressed his sense of humiliation and smiled and said, "Sect Leader Ling Feng really likes to joke, since you don't dislike Sect Leader Ling Feng, then Azhu Abi, from now on, will be the maid of Sect Leader Ling Feng. Ling Feng is the head of the sect, he can be beaten and scolded, and I, Murong Fu, will never interfere."

As soon as these words came out, Azhu Abi cried even more like a pair of tearful people.

Wang Yuyan on the side also sighed repeatedly.

Obviously, her cousin Murong Fu's favorability in her heart has lost a lot of points.

Ling Feng smiled lightly, "Being my maid, how could I be willing to beat them and scold them?"

Murong Fu said to A'Zhu and Abi: "Murong Zhu, Murong Bi, you two, you must serve the head of Ling Feng well, without any mistakes! Did you hear that?"

Although Azhu Abi was very unwilling in her heart, she could only nod while sobbing.

A long time ago, they knew that their fate was being used by Murong Fu as a tool to win people's hearts, but they did not expect that this fate would come so soon.

Ling Feng said coldly: "Young Master Murong, please pay attention to your words, Azhu Abi is now my man, what is it if you give orders to my men?"

The muscles on Murong Fu's face twitched slightly, and he said with an embarrassed smile: "Master Ling said... But in the future, our Murong family and Master Ling will have a relationship, we are about the same age, and we are both An elegant and free-spirited person should move around more."

shit.

Your skin is thicker than a city wall.

Ling Feng sneered and said, "There's no need to walk around, I have something else that I need to tell you."

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Brother Ling, you don't have to be polite, but it's okay to say it."

Who the hell is your brother?

Ling Feng said coldly: "Your cousin Wang Yuyan has a great relationship with my Xiaoyao faction. She can't go with you and has to stay here."

Wang Yuyan was taken aback immediately, "Master Ling, no, Master Ling, I respect you as a chess genius, but you can't do whatever you want! I'm not from the Murong family, and I didn't make a bet with you. Why do you want to keep me?"

Murong Fu cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Ling, your joke is a little too big. My cousin Yuyan is the only daughter of my aunt Mrs. Wang, and my aunt Mrs. Wang is the owner of Mantuo Villa. I, Gusu Murong, also respect Manduo Villa seven points! How could I leave my cousin here with you?"

Ling Feng said seriously: "Murong Fu, do you know your aunt's name?"

Murong Fu frowned and said: "My aunt's name is taboo, how can I ask casually, I only know her surname is Wang."

Ling Feng sneered and said: "You are wrong, her surname is not Wang, her surname is Li, and her real name is Li Qingluo."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yuyan and Su Xinghe at the side were startled at the same time!
Wang Yuyan naturally knew her mother's real name, but this real name was quite secretive, Madam Wang would never mention it to outsiders.

And Su Xinghe, as a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, naturally knows what the three words "Li Qingluo" represent.

Li Qingluo is the daughter of Li Qiushui and Wu Yazi!

Later, because of Li Qiushui and Ding Chunqiu's joint plot to assassinate Wu Yazi, Li Qingluo severed ties with the Xiaoyao Sect and changed her name to Mrs. Wang.

Therefore, Wang Yuyan is Wu Yazi's granddaughter!
Su Xinghe immediately bowed to Wang Yuyan and said, "So it's Miss Sun! Disciple's negligence! Death penalty! Death penalty!"

After knowing Wang Yuyan's blood identity, Su Xinghe no longer dared to call himself me.

Wang Yuyan looked confused, "Why do you call me Ms. Sun? My surname is not Sun, at most I follow my mother's surname Li."

Su Xinghe said solemnly: "Your mother, Miss Li Qingluo, is the beloved daughter of Master Wu Yazi and his uncle Li Qiushui, so you are the granddaughter of Master Wu Yazi, therefore, this disciple calls you Miss Sun."

Wang Yuyan said in astonishment, "What? I'm actually..."

Murong Fu frowned, "My Cousin Yuyan is actually Wu Yazi's granddaughter? I never thought that I, Gusu Murong, have such a deep connection with the Xiaoyao Sect! If this is the case, you should really stay, Cousin Yuyan. Meet your grandfather!"

Wang Yuyan was a little at a loss, "I, I never knew, I, I also have a grandfather, I, I don't know how to face..."

Murong Fu smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm here, I will accompany you to meet Mr. Wu Yazi."

Ling Feng smiled coldly, "Sorry, my master has just passed away."

"Ah!?" Murong Fu hissed, "That's really... so heartbreaking! I must offer my condolences."

Ling Feng said coldly: "No need, it's fine for Wang Yuyan to stay. When the funeral is over, I will naturally send her back to Mantuo Villa."

Murong Fu frowned and said, "This is not very good, is it?"

Ling Feng said: "With Azhu and Abi taking care of Wang Yuyan, you don't have to worry about it."

"But..." Murong Fu said, "I promised my aunt back then that I would protect my cousin along the way."

Ling Feng sneered and said, "Protection? When Wang Yuyan went mad just now, you hid far away."

"Brother Ling, you..." Murong Fu smiled helplessly, "Men and women can't be kissed, I, Murong Fu, can't be made fun of by Confucian scholars all over the world."

Ling Feng said calmly: "Well, let's let Wang Yuyan decide for herself."

Murong Fu thought for a while, "Alright, cousin, you can decide."

Wang Yuyan thought about it and was about to speak.

Ling Feng said in a faint voice: "Miss Wang, your grandfather left you a gift, it's in the cave."

(End of this chapter)