Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

Chapter 385 Murong Fu: My father is not dead!

"Bang bang bang".

It was almost dusk, at the door of Tianzi No. 2, Su Qingxuan knocked on the door.

"who"? Murong Fu's slightly wary voice came from the room.

"Mr. Murong, it's me," Su Qingxuan replied.

Hearing this voice, Murong Fu knew that it was Su Qingxuan who came to visit.

The next second, the door opened from the inside, and Murong Fu said with a smile on his face: "Please come in quickly."

As he spoke, he reached out and invited Su Qingxuan into the house.

The two entered the house, but Wang Yuyan and the four ministers were not here.

Obviously, Murong Fu had already arranged for them to move to another room, and he was the only one who stayed here specifically to wait for Su Qingxuan.

"Please take a seat quickly," Murong Fu warmly greeted Su Qingxuan to take a seat.

"This... Young Master", Murong Fu was a little stuck. Only now did he remember that he didn't seem to know the name of the person in front of him.

"Su Qingxuan," Su Qingxuan introduced himself.

Murong Fu's eyes flashed as he searched through the memories in his mind, but he had never heard of a martial artist named Su Qingxuan.

"This person should be a master from another dynasty", Murong Fu thought in his heart, with a warm smile on his face, he said: "It turns out to be Su Shaoxia, whom I have admired for a long time."

Having admired her for a long time, it was like thunder piercing her ears. Such words were common polite words used in the world, so Su Qingxuan would not take them seriously.

He came here mainly to use Murong Fu and his son to deal with Shaolin. Of course, he didn't have the time to say these polite words to Murong Fu.

He said bluntly: "I heard that Mr. Murong is a descendant of Dayan. I wonder if you still have thoughts about reviving Dayan?"

Murong Fu's expression changed, his hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened, and he crushed the teacup into pieces.

The Murong family of Gusu are descendants of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom. They are determined to restore the country. Not many people know about this matter, only a few people closest to Murong Fu.

This was a fatal secret. Murong Fu would naturally be careful, but now that Su Qingxuan had exposed it, he couldn't help but panic.

He was not sure what Su Qingxuan meant by saying this, and he was not sure whether Su Qingxuan was the only one who knew this secret, or whether everyone else already knew it.

However, no matter what the situation is, the biggest secret of his Murong family has been exposed.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Murong Fu pretended to be nonchalant, chuckled and said, "Master Su, where do you start from talking about this? It's better not to make such a joke casually."

Seeing that Murong Fu was still being stubborn, Su Qingxuan shook his head slightly and thrust out his right hand, reaching for Murong Fu's chest.

Murong Fu was horrified and raised his hand to stop him, but it was too late.

Su Qingxuan had already taken out two oilcloth bags from his arms.

Holding the oilcloth bag in his hand, Su Qingxuan looked at Murong Fu and said, "I don't need to say more about what is in here."

After the words fell, Su Qingxuan breathed out his true energy in his palm, shattering the outer layer of oilcloth, revealing two things.

One of them is a square treasure seal carved from black jade. On top of the treasure seal is a lifelike leopard, which is the inherited jade seal of the Great Yan Kingdom.

The other piece is a neatly folded yellow silk cloth. It is none other than the genealogical table of the Emperor of Yan.

With these two things in Su Qingxuan's hands, Murong Fu knew that there was no point in continuing to quibble.

He stood up, adjusted his clothes, and said with a carefree smile: "Master Su is right, I am a descendant of the Dayan Royal Family, and I am indeed planning to revive our Dayan Kingdom."

As he said that, he looked at Su Qingxuan: "I don't know what Mr. Su is going to do with me. Is he going to arrest me and bring me to the official, or..."?

Although Murong Fu was asking, he no longer felt nervous as before.

He has already figured it out. If Su Qingxuan intends to deal with him, there is no need to come here to talk nonsense to him. He only needs to inform the government, and he, Murong Fu, will suffer.

However, since Su Qingxuan came to see him specially and took the initiative to clarify the matter, it is enough to show that Su Qingxuan does not care whether he returns to the country or not, at least, he has no hostility towards him.

It is not even impossible to recruit Su Qingxuan to help him and become an important help in reviving the Yan Kingdom.

Su Qingxuan threw the jade seal and yellow silk back to Murong Fu and said: "There is no need to arrest you and see the official."

"I have something to ask you for help. If you agree, I can also provide you with some help in your plan to restore the country."

Hearing that Su Qingxuan could help him regain his country, Murong Fu's heart suddenly became hot.

The restoration of the country was the unswerving ideal of his Murong family for generations.

As long as he can successfully revive the Yan Kingdom, he is willing to pay any price.

However, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

For a land god like Su Qingxuan who is at such a high level that he needs help from himself, this matter is definitely not that simple.

Murong Fu's expression changed. After a long time, he exhaled a breath and said, "Master Su, can you first tell me what you need my help with?"

As he said this, he was afraid that Su Qingxuan would misunderstand, so he explained: "After all, this matter is related to the great cause of the restoration of the Murong family. I am more cautious and hope that Mr. Su can understand."

Su Qingxuan nodded and said: "I can understand, not to mention, the most important thing about this matter is not you."

Murong Fu wondered: "If it's not on me, then who should it be on?"

"your dad".

"My dad"?

Murong Fu was confused. He really couldn't understand what kind of help Su Qingxuan needed from him, and it actually involved his deceased father.

When Murong Fuzheng was puzzled, Su Qingxuan was already looking out the window.

"Murong Bo, you have been watching secretly for so long. It's time to show up. Or do you want me to invite you out in person?"

Murong Fu's heart was shaken, and he suddenly turned to look at the window behind him.

It was quiet outside the window, and it didn't look like there was anyone there.

"Master Su, this..." Murong Fu looked complicated and wanted to ask more carefully.

Su Qingxuan shook his head and said: "It seems that I have to invite you out personally."

As soon as the words fell, Su Qingxuan's aura suddenly rose, and traces of sword energy began to emit.

"Hahaha".

Just a second before Su Qingxuan was about to take action, a burst of hearty laughter came from the window.

Immediately afterwards, an old voice sounded: "Little friend Su, don't do anything, I will come out right now."

Following the sound, a figure, all hidden under night clothes, came in from the window.

Looking at this man, Murong Fu's eyes widened, and his mouth felt dry for a while.

He couldn't believe it even to death that his biological father Murong Bo, who had been dead for many years, would actually appear in front of him again.