Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

"No, it's my distant niece who came to play, and I'm cleaning her up." Song Yongsi greeted her and said, "Yuzhi, I even met our martial arts knight from the Song Kingdom."

Chapter 93: The Pink Girl

Song Yuzhi?

Murong Fu looked at the woman standing up in front of him.

Secretly guessing, she could not be the descendant of that great master.

"You are Murong Fu, the overlord of the southern martial arts in the Song Kingdom?"

Song Yuzhi's appearance was fair, his voice was crisp and clear, and there was a hint of provocation in his tone.

At first glance, except for the mole on the corner of the mouth, there are no bright spots.

However, Murong Fu saw a trace of saber intent in her eyes, probably she is also an expert in saber practice.

Murong Fu smiled: "The Southern Overlord is almost there, but it's almost there."

"Huh?" Song Yuzhi squinted his eyes and smiled, "Except for my father and that dog man, you are the most domineering person I have ever seen."

"Hehe, Miss Song is polite." Murong Fu saluted and sat on Song Yongsi's left side.

"That's right, eat more, you're welcome." Song Yuzhi laughed a few times, feeling as bold as a boy.

Song Yongsi said politely: "Mr. Murong Fu, you have always been in the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, and you came here in person today, could it be something good?"

"Master Song was joking, I came here to tell you that I have found the source of the corpse poison, and today, you can order to open the city gate." Murong Fu said.

Song Yongsi was surprised and said happily, "That's great, that's great. Mr. Murong, you are really my savior!"

"To be honest, I have been ordered several times not to close the city. If the corpse poison cannot be cured, I am afraid that I, the prefect, will give it away."

"You're welcome! Besides, this is my invitation card, on the day of the Double Ninth Festival, the old house worships the ancestors."

Murong Fu took out an invitation card from his bosom and handed it to Song Siyuan.

Song Siyuan was taken aback, smiled and took it in his hand.

Martial arts people don't like dealing with people in the government, Murong Fu Neng personally invited him, explaining that the other party's own senses are good and they regard him as a friend.

"Don't worry, Mr. Murong, on the day of Double Ninth Festival, I will definitely be there." Song Yongsi assured.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, got up and said: "Then I won't disturb Mr. Song's family for dinner, and I'll go back."

"That's... easy to say, then I won't keep Mr. Murong."

Song Siyuan also got up and saw him off.

Murong Fu cupped his hands and left, Song Yuzhi suddenly stopped in front of him, and kept saying:

"Young Master Murong, my little girl has been famous for a long time, so I wonder if I can compete with you?"

"If my guess is correct, you are the daughter of Tiandao Song Que." Murong Fu smiled without being annoyed.

"Ok?"

Song Yuzhi was taken aback for a moment, she did not expect Murong Fu to be able to easily reveal her identity, and generously admitted: "Yes, I am the youngest daughter of Tiandao Song Que."

"Hehe, that's right." Murong Fu said indifferently: "You and I are almost ready to fight, but if it were your father, I would be interested in trying."

"You... look down on me!" Song Yuzhi said angrily.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Misunderstood, I didn't mean to look down on Your Excellency, I just told the truth!"

"Hehe, then I have to try it!" Song Yuzhi's eyes were sharp, and he stepped on the treasured sword beside him.

I saw the light of the saber flickering, chopping towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu didn't react at all, just stood still.

Song Yuzhi poured his true energy into his hands.

Cursing in my heart, bastard, how dare you look down on me!

Song Yongsi was shocked, and quickly stopped him: "Yuzhi, don't mess around."

"Go to hell!" Song Yuzhi shouted.

"It's over!"

Song Yongsi's heart was cold. As a niece, she was used to being shameless by her distant cousin since she was a child, and it was not the first time that she killed someone.

"Ah~ I killed someone!"

Several of his wives are also from a scholarly family, and they have never seen such a bloody thing, so they covered their mouths and yelled.

In the field, only Murong Fu remained indifferent.

Just when Song Yuzhi's knife was three feet away from him, he suddenly shouted:

"roll!"

Song Yuzhi intuitively felt a wall of air hit the front door, and his face suddenly paled.

"Oops~"

The next moment, he flew upside down three feet away, his buttocks fell on the ground, tears flowed from the pain, and he said, holding back the pain:

"Three feet of air wall! You are a master master!"

"I've said it all, it's fine when Song Que, the Heavenly Saber, comes."

Murong Fu and Song Yongsi gave another salute and left, leaving the crowd in a mess in the wind.

"Oh, my eldest niece, why did you kill people so well and fly out by yourself?" Song Yongsi quickly helped Song Yuzhi up and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't expect that Murong Fu is so powerful, and at such a young age, he is already a master." Song Yuzhi rubbed his butt, and limped back to his original place.

"Grandmaster strong?"

Although Song Yongsi is a literati, he knows a little about the world.

Hearing Murong Fu's strength, he was delighted and surprised at the same time.

Big thick legs!

To hold on!