"Oh!"

"Oh!"

...

Murong Fu punched Song Yuanqiao one after another, but he easily deflected them all.

He is not in a hurry, as usual.

Fist to the flesh, like an angry tiger.

Seeing this, Hou Hou yelled at the idiot: "Why doesn't he make the Murong family's unique knowledge go away?"

"Hush, Mr. Xiang has his own plans." Shi Feixuan watched nervously.

Song Yuanqiao's martial arts realm is at least the pinnacle of a master.

Murong Fu might not be able to fight this battle well.

Wan Hou was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "What do you call him?"

"My lord..."

Only then did Shi Feixuan realize that the few of them had already walked out of the bottom of the cliff.

It's just that he didn't react for a while.

Quickly changed his words: "Mr. Murong."

Song Yuanqiao was also curious when he heard the conversation between the two women: "So you are Nan Murong, why don't you turn the world around? Could it be that you look down on me?"

Murong Fu didn't talk to him, he summoned all his internal energy and moved his true energy above his fists.

Leaping forward suddenly, a dragon roar roared from within.

Bang at the place where Song Yuanqiao's boxing skills were exhausted.

Song Yuanqiao's eyes lit up and he laughed loudly: "Since little brother wants to compete with me in internal strength so much, I will help you!"

Chapter 41: Returning to Gusu City

Murong Fu and Song Yuanqiao's two fists met, their qi clashed, and there was a piercing sonic boom.

Shi Feixuan, Houhou and some little Taoist priests with low internal energy.

Suddenly felt dizzy and flustered.

One by one, they quickly used their internal force to press against their ears.

Song Yuanqiao's complexion changed drastically, because Murong Fu's inner energy was hidden in his true energy, which made him hard to guard against.

The body flew three feet backwards violently, and it was only possible to stabilize it with the help of a half-foot-high tree to lose its strength.

"Whoa~"

The big tree fell to the ground with a bang.

"Little brother is so handsome, I admire you." Song Yuanqiao said generously.

Murong Fu saluted and said, "Hero Song is being polite."

"Haha, I didn't expect that there would be such a young master as you in Jianghu. It's true that I'm not alone in my generation." Song Yuanqiao laughed.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "The three little friends, how about going to my Wudang Mountain for a ride?"

Concubine Shixuan and Houhou both showed longing looks.

Only, Murong Fu shook his head:

"I also ask Daoist Zhang to forgive me. This junior was hunted down earlier. I'm afraid the relatives at home are very anxious. I want to go home first and have a look. I will prepare a congratulatory gift in the future and come to Wudang Mountain to pay a visit to Daoist."

Although Shi Feixuan and Houhou were a little disappointed, they were ready to advance and retreat with Murong Fu: "This junior also wants to go back to the sect first, and hope to visit Master Zhang at Martial Dao Mountain next time."

Zhang Sanfeng was very kind, and said with a smile: "My little friend knows how to cherish his family, and the old man is too embarrassed to blame me. I will ask Yuan Qiao to take you down the mountain. If you want to come, you can come anytime."

"Don't worry, just come to me next time." Song Yuanqiao also smiled.

The three of Murong Fu were overjoyed and saluted respectfully: "Thank you, Master Zhang, Great Xia Song."

"Oh, by the way, where did you bury your master?" Zhang Sanfeng asked curiously.

"I buried Master in the cliff." Murong Fu didn't hide anything, he said bluntly.

"When flowers bloom again, people have a goodbye day."

"Let's go slowly, little friends." Zhang Sanfeng thought for a moment, then smiled.

Murong Fu left all the way, couldn't help recalling Zhang Sanfeng's words, finally felt that there was something in the other party's words.

Shi Feixuan also seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and said, "It seems that what Zhang Zhenren read is wrong."

"Oh? What did the girl say?" Song Yuanqiao laughed.

Concubine Shi Xuan said: "It shouldn't be, flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again."

"Haha, Master, an old man, always likes to pretend to be mysterious. Don't think about it anymore, I'll send it here and see you in the future." Song Yuanqiao said salutingly.

Murong Fu clasped his hands and said: "Thank you Song Daxia for sending you off. If you have the opportunity, welcome to Gusu City to play, and let the younger generation show their respect as a landlord."

"Haha, sure."

Song Yuanqiao cupped his hands, turned and left.

The three people left in the field suddenly became silent.

In the end, it was Wan Wan who said, "It's not like we won't see each other after life and death, so what?"

"It's still free and easy." Murong Fu smiled.

"Hmph, don't try to escape if you take advantage of my old lady. When I go back and report to Master, I will go out to Gusu City to find you." Hou Hou snorted coldly.

Concubine Shixuan thought of how reluctant she was to be hugged by Murong Fu in the past few nights.

"I have to go back to Cihang Jingzhai first, and report this matter to Master before I can find you."

Murong Fu was very embarrassed, and thought to himself, can the two heroines not tell your master?

If these two women found him, wouldn't it be troublesome?

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