Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

"Is it okay to leave Lu Xiaofeng and the others there?"

That was the person that San Yu Wumeng had been guarding against. Would there really be no problem if Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing stayed in Luofu Mountain?

"Well, there should be no problem, right?"

Su Xuyuan thought about it for a moment. He had previously discovered that Jiu Yinzi's behavior was somewhat different from the father he knew now, but no matter what, the other party's stance and behavior should not deviate from the right path.

What's more, the current situation is that one-third of his father left the two of them with the other one-third of his father. This means that although they are still somewhat hostile to each other, at least there is still a certain amount of trust between them. .

"Do not worry."

Liu Qingyuan stopped coughing, wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the eyes of others. He felt that coughing up blood was enough, and he couldn't keep his mouth full of blood. He was the only one who suffered from this.

"Although that guy is a bit unscrupulous in his actions, his position is not clear..."

That said, he does seem like a good person.

"But I don't have much time left to hold on. This time... I'll just trust myself for the time being."

"……trust yourself?"

"boom!"

There was a sound of something falling. Everyone looked around and found that it was Murong Fu who was sitting alone and accidentally knocked over something on the table. The wooden cup fell to the ground and made a sound.

When being stared at by so many eyes at the same time, Murong Fu, who usually maintained the image of a suave and elegant young man, unexpectedly appeared a little at a loss.

"Sorry, I just got distracted."

Murong Fu hugged his fists slightly awkwardly. Seeing that no one became suspicious and turned their attention back to Liu Qingyuan, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a lie. Murong Fu wasn't distracted at all. Although he was sitting here alone separated from everyone, he was actually listening to their conversation carefully.

Others couldn't understand the phrase "believe in yourself", but Murong Fu did. When he sneaked to Luofu Mountain, he happened to catch up with the quarrel between San Yu Wu Mengsheng and Ji Yinzi and learned about them. Essences are different incarnations of the same person.

Therefore, Murong Fu knew the connection between the three people clearly. When he heard the words "Believe in yourself", he happened to think of the essence of the three people, and then accidentally knocked over the wooden cup on the table.

Listening to what the other party meant, this Mr. Nine Points will probably soon follow in the footsteps of San Yu Wu Meng Sheng. By then, Jiu Yinzi may be the person to take over their position, and he may also directly identify himself. , so that everyone can easily accept and trust each other.

But in this way, when I thought that Jiu Yinzi was really an expert from outside the world and was eager to ask about the dream of restoring the country, wouldn't it be equivalent to having something in the opponent's hands?

It is true that no one noticed Murong Fu's thoughts. After all, he always seemed to have something on his mind here. Before Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu left, everyone could see the complicated emotional relationship between the three people.

Except for Xiao Feng and Xu Zhu, who wanted to help their third brother win over, the others were all veterans in love and didn't really want to get involved.

And compared to Murong Fu, Liu Qingyuan's situation was more concerning.

"What do you mean by believing in yourself? Isn't it possible that a person like you is not confident yet?"

Chu Liuxiang asked in a half-joking tone. To him who didn't know the real situation of these people, it sounded like the other party had been in a state of lack of confidence and then made up his mind to regain his confidence today.

But wise men like San Yu Wu Mengsheng who specialize in strategy and have great wisdom should not have such a mentality of inferiority and lack of confidence. They are already so powerful, how can they not be confident?

"Some of you don't know something."

Liu Qingyuan picked up the crutches and stood up from his seat. It was not long before he came back, and it was almost time to go to Luofu Mountain.

"For people like us, the last thing we can trust is ourselves."

"Dad, where are you going?"

"Go and discuss with the seniors how to encircle and suppress the demon Buddha."

"So fast?"

You were coughing up blood just now, and now your walking speed has slowed down. Can you really continue to participate in tactical discussions like this?

"I'll go with you!"

Seeing the people walking out without looking back, Su Xuyuan knew that she couldn't persuade him anymore, so she could only sigh helplessly and quickly follow them. After saying goodbye to Chu Liuxiang and others, she followed her father and left.

"Brother, do you feel..."

Xu Zhu frowned slightly as he watched the two people leaving.

"Mr. Nine O'clock's body is a bit...transparent?"

When the two of them walked out of the door, Xu Zhu didn't know if it was because of his own eyesight. He saw the white-haired figure in front of him being illuminated by the sun for a moment.

"There seems to be some."

"Don't sound so scary. It's as if Mr. Nine O'Clock has turned into a ghost."

Hu Tiehua protested dissatisfiedly. The description of the two of them was like seeing a ghost in the daytime. Aren't transparent people just ghosts? Sanyu Wumengsheng had just left not long ago, so this guy shouldn't leave them so soon, right?

But when he just finished protesting, he turned around and saw Chu Liuxiang folding her arms and looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Old bug, what's that look in your eyes?"

"...How do you know ghosts are transparent?"

The other party said so confidently that Chu Liuxiang began to feel strange. He did not remember that Hu Tiehua had ever encountered a ghost. Although there were many people with magical abilities and special identities in this city, there were no transparent or translucent souls or ghosts inside.

The result surprised Chu Liuxiang. After hearing her question, Hu Tiehua looked away with a guilty conscience and stopped looking at her. Okay, this old boy really has a problem!

"Old Hu..."

Seeing Hu Tiehua who was not looking at her, Chu Liuxiang took a step closer and put his arm on his shoulder.

"You're fine, kid. What are you doing behind our backs?"

"I didn't do anything, just..."

Hu Tiehua glanced around randomly, and after making sure that the people he was thinking of were not around, he began to tell about his "adventures."

"Old Bedbug must also know that Ling Shou was banned from drinking by his own son."

"correct."

Of course he knew this, and starting from the time when Duan Junheng was banned from drinking by Zhixin, a series of chain reactions were triggered in the city, from Lou to Wei Tuo, who banned Ye Hu Chan's wine, and Emperor Tathagata banned Yuan Zui Moqi's wine, all linked together.

"But the masters don't care about us, don't they?"

Although what they drink most here is tea, no one specifically bans their wine. The east side of the city is where ordinary people and imperial troops live. If you want wine, just go and buy it.

"Yes...Okay, Old Hu, you..."

You kid, you can do it. This is to help Ding Junheng carry some wine.

"It's just what you think, but don't let the Demon Emperor know."

Looking at Chu Liuxiang's expression, Hu Tiehua knew that the other party understood what she wanted to express. It was a dangerous job to help Duan Junheng bring wine. If someone was caught by Zhixin, the other party would indeed not beat her father, but this did not mean It means he won't hit you.