Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Wu Yazi was silent for a long time. The small wooden house was as quiet as a tomb that had been sealed for a long time. Suddenly it was opened at a certain moment, and the buried memories came to light again.

Maybe a long time passed, or maybe it was just a moment, Wu Yazi shouted in a hoarse and trembling voice: "Child, do you recognize me?"

Wang Yuyan raised her head and looked up. The person in front of her was three feet above the ground and was suspended in the air by a net. His face was like the gentlest jade in the world. He looked not much older than Murong Fu, but his snow-white beard and hair and the vicissitudes in his eyes all revealed the fact that he was old.

"Are you grandpa?" Wang Yuyan hesitated.

At this moment, Wu Yazi's tears burst out.

So many years of living dead life have long since worn away all the spirit of this once peerless master. If it weren't for the deep-seated hatred for Ding Chunqiu that traitor lingering in his heart, Wu Yazi would have already melted away. A handful of loess.

Now, with the only flesh and blood relatives in the world standing in front of him, it is probably difficult to express in words how Wu Yazi feels at this moment.

It is more timid to be close to hometown, and I dare not ask people.

When the long-awaited thing is right in front of you, a person will often have doubts, fear, and even avoidance.

Wu Yazi subconsciously wanted to reach out to the beauty in front of him, but then realized his powerlessness and could only smile bitterly.

"Your mother, Aluo, how is she doing?"

Wang Yuyan said blankly: "Mother, she, she, I don't know if she is doing well or not. I seem to have never seen my mother smile before."

Wu Yazi sighed quietly: "I'm sorry for A Luo."

Murong Fu quietly watched the conversation between his grandfather and grandson, who were meeting for the first time in their lives. During the whole process, he did not say a word.

He retreated without leaving a trace. In his opinion, at this moment, the grandfather and grandson who have never met should be left alone for a while.

At this moment, Murong Fu felt an inexplicable feeling of desolation in his heart.

Perhaps the most brilliant martial art in the world is time, right?

Su Xinghe came up to him and asked Murong Fu with his eyes. Murong Fu motioned Su Xinghe and him to go aside.

Su Xinghe said in an envious tone: "We haven't seen you for a few months, and my junior brother's martial arts has improved again."

Murong Fu did not show any pretense, nodded and said: "Last time, I listened to Master's advice and spent a month in seclusion to improve Beiming's mental skills. Now if I face Ding Chunqiu again, I am confident that I can defeat him." Killed on the spot."

Murong Fu said, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

When Su Xinghe heard what Murong Fu said, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but then it dimmed again. He shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to lure that traitor Ding Chunqiu to set foot in the Central Plains again. I know the character of this traitor very well. .Although this person looks arrogant and easy to flatter, he is actually cautious at heart and is the best at pretending.

Although this thief's martial arts skills are not as good as those of his junior brother, they are still considered to be among the best in the world. However, when fighting with others, they often use poisonous tactics to harm them first, then use poisonous skills to hurt others, and finally use their own martial arts. As a result, people in the world tend to ignore his own martial arts and focus on his poisonous skills. What a deep thought! Even the master's intelligence was deceived by him.

I think unless there is some reason to come to the Central Plains, I'm afraid that the thief may not take a step out of the Xingxiu Sea in the next few decades. "

Murong Fu thought for a while, then took out the divine wooden king tripod he had received from Ah Zi that day and placed it in front of Su Xinghe: "Perhaps, this thing can lead Ding Chunqiu from Xingxiu Sea to the Central Plains!"

Su Xinghe looked at the crystal green small cauldron in front of him and asked in surprise: "What is this? Junior brother, why do you say it can lure Ding Chunqiu from the Xingxiu Sea?"

Murong Fu said: "Senior brother, do you know Ding Chunqiu's method of transforming energy?"

Su Xinghe gritted his teeth and said: "Of course I know. The traitor had a wrong intention at the time, so the master did not teach him the advanced skills of our sect. So the traitor used the fragments of the Beiming Divine Skills of our sect as the basis, and added his Some of my own evil magic techniques have created such a great way to transform energy. It is really an insult to my master!"

Murong Fu said: "Indeed, I fought against that old thief last time. To be fair, although this old weirdo's energy-transforming method is said to be a demonic heretic, it is really difficult to deal with it. To be honest, senior brother, if I hadn't used a little trick to make him If this old monster is distracted for a moment, it may not be able to hurt him."

Su Xinghe said: "Yes! Over the years, I have always wanted to kill this traitor and avenge Master. But in my early years, I was distracted by miscellaneous studies, but this traitor was focused on practicing martial arts. These years, I have to worry about Master. Don't let the traitor find out. One comes and goes, one waxes and wanes, and my martial arts skills are not as good as that traitor's.

Although you and I may be able to take down the traitor by working together, it's not going to be easy now that the traitor is huddled in the Sea of ​​Stars! "

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Actually, senior brother, you don't have to worry about this. The key to leading the traitor to the Central Plains is right in front of us two!"

Su Xinghe was so smart. After thinking for a while, his eyes lit up and he said, "You mean, this little green cauldron has a lot of mystery?"

Murong Fu nodded and said: "Exactly. Ding Chunqiu's power-changing method requires constant ingestion of various poisons to maintain its effectiveness. If there is no replenishment of toxins for a long time, the method will backfire. And Ding Chunqiu is using this sacred tree The peculiar fragrance emitted by the King Cauldron captures all kinds of highly poisonous poisonous insects and ingests the toxins for self-practice. Some time ago, I met a traitor of the Xingxiu Sect and got this sacred wood King Cauldron from her!"

Su Xinghe suddenly realized: "In other words, as long as we spread the news that we are going to destroy this sacred tree king tripod in public, the traitor will definitely run out from Xingxiu Sea and take back this thing. Then we will invite experts to surround and kill the traitor. . Even if he has great abilities, he can only die!"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "That's right. That's what I think. I even hired helpers."

Su Xinghe asked curiously: "What kind of person can be invited by junior brother to jointly deal with that traitor?"

"Leader of the Beggar Clan! Qiao Feng!"

Su Xinghe was overjoyed: "Although I have lived in the Deaf and Mute Valley for many years, I have heard of the names of Nan Murong and Bei Qiao Feng. I think this person's martial arts skills are on par with those of my junior brothers. If I can get this person's help, I can definitely eradicate them." That traitor Ding Chunqiu! Junior brother, you are really a great benefactor of my Xiaoyao Sect, you always bring great good news every time you come."

Murong Fu scratched his head in embarrassment: "Actually, it's not all good news. This time it's a big mistake."

Then Murong Fu told the story of how three monks from Xuannan came to his door some time ago and were persuaded to retreat by force.

Su Xinghe said in surprise: "Junior brother, did you really kill the great monk Xuanbei of Shaolin?"

Murong Fu said hurriedly: "That's nonsense! I really want to kill him in at least nine different ways! There is no need to leave such obvious traces and throw his body at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain!"

"So, someone deliberately framed Junior Brother?" Su Xinghe touched the beard on his chin and said thoughtfully.

Murong Fu thought to himself: Of course I know that someone is secretly blaming me, and I also know who this person is. But the problem is that I can’t say it! In a sense, you have to help cover. Wouldn't you say it's irritating? Su Xinghe said angrily: "In my opinion, this is what he does in Shaolin, but he just wants to take advantage of his junior brother to get this injustice!"

Sorry, I sent my friend out yesterday, so I missed another day.